#but also! I have a horrible sugar addiction because too much sugar can rewrite the brain’s reward pathways in the exact same way cocaine can

[shego1142]

I mean sugar & fat both help keep the brain running, and both are things you could definitely need from ice cream. But also like, sometimes the thing your body needs is dopamine and seratonin and idk about u but my brain thinks ice cream tastes like happy

"craving a food means your body needs something that food can offer" now what the fuck does my body need with an ice cream

[jeranasblog]

Starker Kink Advent Calendar - Day 2

Summary: Peter marries Tony because he wants to keep working. Tony marries Peter because he doesn’t want the boy’s brilliance to go to waste. Neither one of them expects an overwhelming attraction to unfold between them. Feelings, insecurities, and doubts tangle together until they find themselves inextricably linked. And what happens when a surprise turns everything upside down?

24 days, 24 chapters, 24 kinks

Pairing:  Peter Parker/Tony Stark

Rating: E

Notes:  Hey guys. I’ve decided to write a “Starker Kink Advent Calendar” this year, so 24 chapters with 24 different kinks. Thanks to everyone who helped me find 24 different kinks. It’s tough time-management, so please excuse all the mistakes. I did edit, but not as thoroughly as I usually do, and I didn’t rewrite chapters, even if I don’t like them that much. I aimed for 2k chapters, so you still have something to read every day <3

Warnings: A LOT of sex tags. Please check them all on Ao3

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Day 2: Rimming @itfeelssogoodmrstark​

When Tony woke up next to Peter, it felt like a dream. The Omega was beautiful in his sleep. Peter’s lips were parted, full and inviting, making it difficult for Tony to pull his thoughts out of the gutter. During the night, one of them had apparently kicked away the blanket so Tony could admire Peter’s body in the morning light. 

 The Omega was lying on top of Tony, their legs intertwined and Tony smiled when he watched Peter’s nose twitching. This Omega, this beautiful, magical creature was his, and Tony would do anything to protect him and make him happy. 

 Tony had never dared to imagine he would get the chance to marry someone like Peter. When he had first met the Omega, on Peter’s first day at SI, Tony had been awestruck. Sure, the boy was objectively beautiful, but there were a million beautiful Omega’s out there, bending over backward to marry an Alpha as rich and powerful as Tony Stark, owner of Stark Industries. It was Peter’s mind that made him irresistible. 

 The Omega was by far the cleverest person Tony had ever met. He had graduated MIT with nineteen, even though he was only the fourth Omega graduating MIT at all. He was independent, fierce and loyal, everything Tony wanted in a mate, and the thought of some knothead Alpha holding Peter back was so horrible that Tony decided to marry Peter himself. 

 Tony had started to woo Peter. He had brought him flowers and chocolate, a clear sign of his intentions, but he also courted the Omega with tech. Tony would never forget how awestruck Peter had been when he was the first to see Tony’s arc reactor technology. Peter wasn’t like any other Omega and Tony would work every day not to treat him as such. 

 It didn’t matter if he was only a savior for Peter, giving him the opportunity to work and helping him to live his normal life. If Tony could be the reason Peter was allowed to show his brilliance to the world, he would marry him over and over again. 

When Peter shifted in his sleep, Tony’s patience was tested. The Alpha had promised himself that he wouldn’t rush Peter. His Omega was a virgin, innocent, a gift Tony would treasure, and he would wait until Peter was ready, even if he wanted nothing more than to spread the Omega’s legs and bury himself in the warm wetness. 

 Last night, Peter had thrown on an old t-shirt of Tony and nothing more. It had ridden up in his sleep, showing off his delicate waist, his pale thighs, and the plump little ass that wasn’t even covered by the lacy panties anymore. They laid somewhere on the floor, ruined by Peter’s slick and Tony’s seed, and the Alpha decided to buy his husband a million more. 

 Unfortunately, Peter had spread his legs as he had shifted, rubbing one of his thighs against Tony’s growing erection while his other leg was still intertwined with Tony’s. 

 The billionaire swallowed. His Omega was so close and almost naked. It would be easy to move until Tony got the angle right. He just had to shift a tiny little bit, his cock a little bit to the right, his hips almost in position- 

 Fuck, everything around them smelled of sex, and Tony hat to fight the fog of Alpha-rut-hormones that threatened to take over his control. Peter was a temptation, but Tony couldn’t violate his husband’s trust like this. He was a good Alpha, he was-

 Before Tony would lose control, he slipped out of the embrace, put on sweatpants, and walked over to the kitchen. His cock was throbbing, and Tony had to fight the urge to turn around and bury himself in the Omega. Bonding hormones made resisting harder and harder, but Peter deserved more than a knothead taking him without enough prep. 

 Tony busied himself with making coffee, a huge black pot for himself and a normal one with milk and sugar for Peter. He would wake up his husband properly, with coffee and not with sex. 

 But when the Alpha came back into the bedroom, his resolve faltered. Peter had woken up, sitting in the middle on the bed and looking at Tony with huge, innocent eyes. Tony’s shirt had slid down, revealing the Omega’s neck with Tony’s mating mark. He looked gorgeous. Pale, delicate, and still a little disorientated. Tony couldn’t resist. 

 In less than a second, Tony was back in bed, the cups of coffee forgotten on the bedside table. 

 “Can I eat you out, baby? God, you’re tempting.” Tony dug his nails in the mattress, waiting for Peter’s permission. 

 When the Omega eventually nodded, his face red with embarrassment, Tony couldn’t hold back anymore. He grabbed Peter’s naked thighs and turned his husband around until he was properly presenting. Peter was beautiful, bashful, sweet and shy, but Tony could still smell the fresh slick that dribbled down the boy’s thighs. 

 “You’re so wet, sweet thing. Dipping your slick all over me.”

 Spreading Peter’s cheeks to get the first look at the wet hole was enough for the Omega to moan shamelessly. Tony was enchanted. His husband was perfect, so needy and impatient, and Tony already planned a million wicked things he would do to the boy. He could introduce Peter to all kinds of pleasure, keeping him happy and satisfied. 

 Peter looked tight and wet, making Tony’s length twitch with desire, and he had to grip the base of his cock to calm himself. He already knew his husband would feel good, but now wasn’t the time. Tony had to put Peter first. 

 Before his instincts made him go crazy, Tony focused on his plan. He had promised Peter to eat him out, and he couldn’t wait to taste his husband for the first time. 

 “Spread yourself for me, sweetheart. Show me exactly where you need my tongue.”

 Peter whimpered in response, high-pitched and embarrassed, but the boy’s hands wandered behind his back and he pulled his cheeks apart. He was a vision and Tony couldn’t stop the deep growl. Desire was raging inside of him and the Alpha leaned forward, dying to get the first taste. 

 The slick was sweet, and Tony couldn’t get enough. He was already addicted. His tongue teased the fluttering rim, catching every drop that tried to escape, and he savored the little sounds Peter made. It was obvious the Omega was enjoying himself. He whimpered every time the Alpha pressed his tongue in, even if it was just an inch. 

 Tony tried every technique he had learned in his life. His tongue danced around the rim, teasing, licking but not breaching yet. Each second Tony dragged it out, Peter got more and more aroused until finally, his husband started to sob. The Alpha purred in pleasure. 

 He loved his Omega like this. Helpless, lost in his own arousal and completely at Tony’s mercy. The Alpha could see his husband’s hard cock dangling between his legs, but Peter didn’t even think about touching himself, his pleasure given into Tony’s hands. 

 When Peter’s moans turned into helpless whines, Tony finally had mercy. One hand wandered between Peter’s thighs, caressing the skin until Tony gave the Omega what he needed. Two fingers were pressed into the tight heat while his tongue was still playing with the edge of Peter’s rim. 

 The boy sobbed in pleasure, and Tony didn’t remember ever hearing something sweeter. Peter was beautiful in his pleasure, whining for Tony’s affection like a little slut. The Alpha could feel his own cock leaking with the thought and he let his free hand wander between his own thighs, gripping his cock tightly and starting to stroke. 

 As soon as Tony’s finger hit a certain spot, Peter started to babble. “So good, Alpha. Need your knot. Need you to fill me up.”

 God, the thought was tempting. Tony wanted nothing more than to bury himself in the tight heat and knot his Omega until the entire world could smell they were bonded. He wanted Peter to reek of his scent, stuffed full, maybe even bred, so he could carry Tony’s pups, but he respected Peter, and the boy had wanted to wait yesterday. Tony wouldn’t knot him until his husband was completely sure he wanted Tony like that. 

 So instead, Tony doubled his effort. He searched for the spot again, rubbing it until the Omega’s eyes rolled back in pleasure. His tongue was still working around the rim, licking up every drop and setting Peter’s nerve ends on fire. 

 Tony's own hand sped up as well. He gripped himself tighter, increasing the pressure around his knot, and clutching the last grasps of his control. He wouldn’t just fuck his husband, even if he begged even if he cried for Tony’s cock. 

 Peter came when Tony slipped his tongue in alongside the two fingers. His entire body was shaking, riding Tony’s digits and his tongue, and the Alpha could smell the Omega’s release hitting the mattress. Tony leaned back, but his fingers were still snugly nestled in his Omega’s heat, milking every last drop, every last twitch out of Peter’s body. 

 The boy was gorgeous in his pleasure. Flushed, needy and so shameless. Tony felt his own desire rising. He could barely hold back anymore, pleasure buzzing through his entire body. 

 “Can I come on your hole, baby? Let me mark you up. Let me cover you in my scent.”

 Peter was too far gone to reply properly, but he managed to nod weakly. Tony came almost immediately after that. His cock exploded, shooting surge after surge of come on Peter’s body. It spread over his lower back, over his thighs and his dripping hole, and the sight made Tony growl in possessiveness. This was his Omega. Marked up and dripping his come. Before his senses came back, he was already rubbing his seed into Peter’s skin. 

 “You’re perfect, sweetheart. Such a good boy. Mine.”

 Peter whimpered, still a little shaken from the orgasm, but Tony felt him coming back more and more with each passing second. 

 “Morning, sunshine.”

 The words earned him a chuckle and Tony couldn’t stop looking at his husband. He looked even better than before, cheeks flushed and hair tousled while the shirt slid down to cover Peter’s waist again. Tony still couldn’t believe his luck and his Alpha side purred with the knowledge that Peter was covered in his scent. 

 “Did you bring coffee?” Peter asked and reached out for his cup on the bedside table. He took a sip and grimaced. “Yikes. The coffee is already cold.” 

 “I’ll make you a new one,” Tony promised, but he pulled Peter against his chest instead of getting up. “Give me a minute.”

 The Omega tensed for a second before he relaxed into the embrace. “Don’t bother. I can make one myself.”

 Tony didn’t want him to make coffee on his own. He wanted to provide for his husband. He wanted to dote on Peter, care for him, and that also included making him a new cup of coffee. 

 When he felt the beautiful body pressed against his chest, Tony knew for certain that he would fall in love with Peter sooner or later.

 “I’m so happy you’ve agreed to marry me. You’re the best that could have ever happened to me.”

 For a second, he imagined seeing doubts on Peter’s face, but it was soon overtaken by a huge smile. “You’re perfect, Alpha. I’ll do anything to make you happy. I want to be perfect for you, want to be the best Omega in the world.”

 Something inside of Tony settled with the words. Peter was already perfect, and Tony wanted nothing more than to take care of his husband, and maybe, one day, start a family with him.