#peter x tony nff

[lovelystarkersworld]

Peter deciding one day he wanted to take over in bed and Tony laughing, thinking he's joking because there's no way Peter Parker could dom or top him.

Peter showing him wrong and tying him down to the bed one day when they're making out, grinding himself down onto Tony as he lets out soft moans.

The heavy, breathy moans Tony let's put as Peter continues his teasing grinds and trailing hands. He swallowed any pleas down, not wanting to give in at first.

Eventually the teasing gets enough and Tony is letting out soft pleas as his hard cock throbs in his tight jeans. Peter only giggles and continues to grind teasingly and leans down to suck marks onto Tony's neck and chest.

Peter not stopping his teasing until Tony is a panting and begging mess beneath him, squirming with his eyes squeezed shut.

Tony giving into Peter and becoming the sweetest sub ever. The goodest boy to ever exist and letting Peter do whatever he wants to him.

[handmedaisies]

who will write me an ACTUAL nice cool 15k mutual pining pepper/tony/peter where tony and pepper are initially not a established couple and maybe even divorced but but peter ( who has always had a crush on mr stark !!! finds himself too involved with miss potts during his very much adult and after college internship at si *aaaahh*

[3xamenace]

@wlwomegaverse omegafest '24: 01. voice kink + 11. growling

omega x omega | top!Peter x bottom!Tony

Tony always liked omegas, even more female omegas, all cute and small and he thought there was something way more aesthetically pleasing about them. He liked the whole "I'll do whatever I want" that came with it as little traditionalist bitches thought they had any write to tell him how to live him life.

Sex was very, very satisfactory with omegas.

Then came Peter, it was even better.

It was cute, in the beginning, how Peter seemed all ashamed and shy about how big his cock was. Omegas tended to have average or smaller dicks, really, Tony was proud of his own twelve centimeters erected because he made it worth it. It was ridiculous next to some alphas he had, but perfectly fine and normal.

Peter's twenty-three was a monster.

Nowadays Peter finally learned that he didn't need to be ashamed. Omegas were built to take cocks that size and larger, and he had a very good stamina. He was also strong, Tony loved it as he was pushed face first against the mattress. Peter was roughly as tall as him, he mounted him almost too easily, and pounded into his dripping wet ass. Despite his age, Tony still produced slick enough out of heat.

Peter was growling against the back of his neck, muffled when he bit down, marked Tony's neck and shoulders with his teeth. Marked him as Peter's. (Tony laughed at the thought of what Howard would think of his only son being a fellow omega's cum dumpster).

Peter had such a sweet little voice, one that didn't fit the ripped body and giant dick hidden under his clothes. One that went surprisingly deep when he wanted too, growling like a demon as his cock battered Tony's cervix.

(Tony hoped they were lucky enough for him to get fucking bred by this delicious omega.)

He felt the growling deep into his chest, leaking from his abused hole and his neglected cock. Peter liked to make him cum without touching it.

It was easy when Peter also liked to growl cum for me, sweetheart.

[muse-of-gods]

For @starkerfestivals Kinktober: Dom/Sub

[monster-cock69]

au where single independent omega peter wants a kid so he asks his pack alpha to breed him

and to maximize chances, tony decides he and the other alphas should take turns

[khalixascorner]

Promised in Chains Pt 1

Summary: Omegas are considered too fragile to perform high risk jobs, and that definitely includes superheroing. Peter knows this and hides the fact that he's an Omega from everyone but his mentor. When a mission goes wrong and his designation gets revealed, his whole world seems to be falling apart until Tony offers him a way out. However Peter quickly finds that Tony's offer was not everything he thought it would be, and he must find his balance quickly in his new role as Omega mate of the Pack Alpha of the Avengers.

Tags: Starker, Rape/Non-con Elements, Extremely Dubious Consent, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Tony Stark, Omega Peter Parker, Dark Tony Stark, Naive Peter Parker, Light Dehumanization, Light Feminization, Intersex Omegas, ritual bonding, Pack Dynamics, Manipulative Tony Stark, Manipulative Nick Fury, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Tony creates circumstances that force Peter to bond with him and then takes advantage of society's views on Omegas, Non-consensual medical examinations, No experimentation, But Cho does a full medical work up, without Peter's explicit consent, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Tony totally drugs him

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Tony watched carefully as Peter swung about, helping web down doom bots and generally causing enough of a ruckus to draw some of the attention away from him or the other Avengers. Most people would agree that Omegas like the young man shouldn’t be on the field, especially unmated. Hell, Tony would agree if it weren’t for the fact that he was already working towards fixing that.

When Tony first met Peter, he had intended to sit the Omega down and put an end to things before the kid got hurt. As the Pack Alpha for the Avengers, he was seen as a leader in the superhero community, and such tasks were often left to him. However, the Omega surprised him, not only with his intelligence, but also with his drive, so Tony changed his plans on the fly. Instead of shutting him down, he invited the young Omega to his labs for an upgrade. He didn’t go all out, as Spider-man wasn’t officially associated with the Avengers so it would look odd for him to be decked out in Stark Tech, but it was enough to keep him safe while Tony implemented his plan.

It took months to build trust with the little spider. Months of assuring Fury he had it under control and that his plan was still moving forward. And today, it was finally going to pay off.

Tony waited for Peter to inevitably take a hit from a doom bot, then activated the nanites hidden in the suit. Ostensibly, they were there to repair the suit and help close any wounds Peter might receive, but today, they would also serve another function. Today, they would inject a compound that would set off the events needed to send the Omega running into his arms. All he had to do now was wait.

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Peter wasn’t sure what had hit him after a doom bot sent him flying, but it was a doozy. Normally, he had no problem shaking the hits off. For a moment, he worried he’d been poisoned, but then he felt the telltale drip of slick and he froze.

He wasn’t due for at least another month, and he was always so careful to never go out around his heat like Mr. Stark had warned him.

Peter bit back a whimper and frantically tried to think of how he was going to get home ok when his body was slipping so fast. Luckily, the AI Mr. Stark had put in his suit had caught on and was offering to connect him to the Alpha.

“Please, Karen, tell Mr. Stark I need help,” Peter all but cried. The cramps were coming faster now, and it hurt. Clearly, this was not a normal heat and he didn’t understand what could have triggered it.

He was so caught up in trying to manage the pain that Peter didn’t notice Mr. Stark landing nearby. Nor did he hear when the Alpha called him. It was only when he felt a sharp pain in his thigh that Peter realized he was no longer alone.

“Hey kid, it’s going to be ok,” the Alpha said. 

Peter didn’t hear if he said anything else as the suppressant and the pain overwhelmed his senses. He trusted Mr. Stark to get him to safety though and didn’t fight the darkness.

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When he came to, he was in the Medbay hooked up to an IV. That wasn’t surprising, and it was hardly his first visit. What was surprising was Director Fury of the Avengers sitting in the chair next to his bed. That was downright terrifying actually. His heart rate picked up and Fury finally looked over at him.

“I see you’re finally awake,” Fury said, his face set in a permanent frown. “You know, I didn’t think I’d have to be having this conversation. In fact, I’d still rather not because it’s a pretty well known fact that Omegas shouldn’t be in high risk occupations. Do you know why that is, Mr. Parker?”

“Sir, I-”

“I don’t want to hear excuses, Parker,” Fury growled, and Peter couldn’t help shrinking into himself. “It is a well established fact that Omegas are susceptible to stress induced heats. It’s also a well established fact that said heats can endanger those around them because they interfere with an Alpha’s senses while also leaving the Omega defenseless.”

Peter opened his mouth to argue but shut it again when Fury shot him another glare.

“That was reckless, irresponsible, and just downright stupid, Mr. Parker,” Fury continued. “You had no plan in place and if it wasn’t for Stark, you wouldn’t have even had a suppressant on hand to manage it. Clearly, I have let this go on for too long. I thought Stark might talk some sense into you or at least keep a proper eye on you. That was my poor judgment, and I’ll be rectifying it now.”

“What do you mean?” Peter asked, his heart pounding.

“Effective immediately, Spider-man is no more,” Fury said. “Our scientists will work on reversing or suppressing your mutations, and in the meantime, you’re on lock down. I won’t have any more nonsense from you. It’s bad enough I have to go before the press and admit that we let an Omega go out as a superhero. The press is going to eat us alive for Omega endangerment. I don’t need more collateral damage.”

“Sir, please!” Peter tried to argue but Fury just shook his head and swept from the room.

 Peter couldn’t help the panic and tears Fury’s words caused. His powers, his mutations, were part of him. He couldn’t go back to being the weak asthmatic kid he was before. It would be like seeing in colors and then losing it.

He was still panicking when Mr. Stark walked in.

“Whoa, you gotta calm down, Pete,” Mr. Stark said but Peter just shook his head. 

How could he be calm when he was in pain from the suppressants coupled with the emotional pain of Fury’s threat? The Alpha clearly didn’t agree though and tried again, this time with more authority behind his voice. 

“Breathe for me, Peter.”

It took a few tries, but with the Alpha so close, it was hard for Peter to not listen. Once he was calm, he explained everything Fury had said.

“Please, Mr. Stark, you can’t let him do that,” Peter begged. “I can’t go back to the me I was before. I’ll do anything.”

The Alpha was quiet, but Peter could see the older man contemplating their options.

“There is one thing,” Mr. Stark said, voice quiet and eyes far away. He turned away from Peter but not before Peter caught the narrowing of his eyebrows and firming of his lips. “There’s no point in saying I told you so’s and you should’ve been more careful. We’re in this mess now and… If we had more time, I could figure out a better fix for this, kid, but the truth is Fury wants this done yesterday. So.”

 Peter’s chest goes tight at the reminder but Tony’s words gave him hope.

 “So?” When Tony still wouldn’t look at him, he grabbed the Alpha’s wrist, fingers tight with a hint of superhuman strength. “Whatever it is– Anything is better than losing who I am as Spider-man.”

 Tony shook his head, “I need time. My… solution… It isn’t something that we can just do without thinking about it. It’s serious and irreversible.”

 But they didn’t have time. Peter knew it and Tony knew it too. He could go to sleep tonight and wake up tomorrow as a civilian. He wouldn’t put it past Fury to follow through while he’s knocked out on meds.

 “Mr. Stark– Please…”

 Finally, finally– Mr. Stark turned back to him. His expression showed just how much he was unhappy with what he was about to say.

 “Mating.”

 The color drained from Peter’s face. That was not what he was expecting. His stomach cramped, hard, a not so gentle reminder that his body was still going through the brutal affects of a forced heat suppressant.

 “W-what?”

“If we mate, I can protect you from Fury’s threat,” Mr. Stark said quietly. “You’ll be under my jurisdiction, not his, and we’ll be able to use my full resources as not only majority shareholder and primary IP creator for SI, but also as Pack Alpha for the Avengers. He won’t be able to touch you without severe repercussions.”

“I-” Peter suddenly felt like he couldn't breathe and more tears slipped free. Either way, he was giving up something that felt like a part of himself. Spider-man or his independence as an unbonded Omega. It was all so much on top of feeling ill, and he felt like there was no way he could make this decision in this state but there was no time.

“Easy, Peter. Take some deep breaths for me, there you go.” The Alpha’s voice was calming and familiar, the same tone he used the few times Peter’s senses had gotten overwhelmed in the lab. It caused something inside of Peter’s chest to loosen a little, and he relaxed minutely.

This was still Mr. Stark, the man who had given him a chance despite being only 18 and an Omega at that. The one who let him in his state of the art labs and made a suit to protect him. Clearly, there was only one real choice here.

“Please, sir, if you’re willing, I’d like to be your Omega.”

[kstarker]

A gift for @itfeelssogoodmrstark

[obligatorynasty]

Maybe I should promote my kinktober attempt on the hellsite a little bit... 😅

So I’m doing a starker kinktober fic over on AO3 only. It’s a low pressure, just for fun kind of endeavor. No one get too excited because who knows if I’ll manage to update it daily this month. Can’t fault a bitch for trying, right? 😂 

Anyways, here’s a snippet from today’s chapter...

“Yeah, yes,” He nodded, taking his arm back and rubbing at it like it itched. “I understand the safewords now.”

Tony laughed, “You know the basics, kid.”

Peter huffed out a heavy breath, "Don't laugh at me, Mr. Stark. I get the whole word thing. Red, yellow, green; it's simple enough. What else is there to know?”

“What if you can’t speak?" Tony let his mouth run away from him, way beyond the imaginary line he tried – poorly – to cling to. "What if I’ve got my cock shoved down your throat? What if I want you so sensory deprived that all you can feel is how well I fuck you?”

“Mr. Stark, that’s-”

“A blindfold, a gag for that pretty little mouth, more of that webbing, soundproof headphones, even a little clip for that cute nose of yours. I would turn you into a mindless toy, free for me to use whenever I felt like it. Did you ever think about that, baby?”

Peter let out the cutest little squeak, his eyes going wide and his breath catching, staring at Tony like prey would stare at a predator. If this doesn’t scare the kid away, nothing would, Tony thought. Anxious and hoping and nervous, wondering if any of those emotions showed on his face, praying that they didn’t.

“Are you… going to do that to me, Mr. Stark?”

Tony huffed out a breath through gritted teeth, running a stressed hand through his short hair. Peter was killing him – metaphorically – but you couldn’t convince him that literally wasn’t on the table with how fast his pulse was racing. “If you begged for it nicely.”

Tony was weak.

“Does that mean we’re going to play again?”

So fucking weak.

[lovelystarkersworld]

cant stop thinking about mechanic Tony who gets a pretty, brown curly haired, doe eyed new neighbor over the summer and can't stop himself from staring each time Peter came out to take out empty boxes or comes out to tend to his new flower bed.

Peter obviously noticing the stare from his handsome neighbor across the street who always wore those damn white tank tops while working on his older car and had a sheen of sweat that made Peter want to do unspeakable things to him. So he dresses in his best shirt and shorts before visiting Tony. Peter making a pitcher of lemonade and some fresh cookies as a 'greeting from his new neighbor' but was really just a conversation starter.

Tony hearing that sickingly sweet voice greet him and being surprised at the sight of Peter at his garage door. He wiped his hands on a dirty rag and approached the handsome boy with a gleaming smile before thanking him.

Peter making sure to lay it on thick so the older had no question as to where this would go and Tony smirking at the boldness. Tony responding with a flirtatious remark just as dirty, more than happy to have a night with him.

Tony only being able to handle so much teasing before bending Peter over his car and fucking the life out of him right then and there, the scent of sweat and sex thick in his garage.

Moans echoed loudly through the garage from both of them, neither having much shame for what they were doing or how loud they were being. Both of them orgasming together, Peter all over Tonys clean car and Tony deep inside of the other.

Both cleaning themselves off in giggles for their slightly public act. Peter getting distracted by the mechanics soon after and Tony not expecting to find the boy so incredibly smart and entertaining.

Peter apologizing shyly for getting distracted and leaving soon after with the promise of this happening again.

The act happening multiple times afterwards. Usually it started with Peter visiting in need of 'sugar' or having a gift for the other but would quickly escalate into messy, hot make outs and sex.

And every time it would end with the both talking for way to long about their interests or Peter going out to take a look at Tony's progress.

Eventually Peter was coming over for just the talks, enjoying every moment with Tony and Tony looked forward to every visit. The younger bringing a joy to his life he didn't know he needed.

idk just summer au mechanic!tony with new neighbor!peter does something to my brain

[thebonerpit]

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Film - Arthur/Eames (Inception), Eames/Fischer (Inception), Joe/Nicky (The Old Guard), Erik/Charles (X-Men series)

[starkerhowlter]

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

ooooh 35 pls for the thread starter kink thing 😳😆

Absolutely! This one got away from me!! Thanks for the ask @sinditia

Title: Bathroom Floor

Ship: Starker

Rating: E

Contains: d/s notes, choking, public sex, toys, dirty talk

Words: 970

Summary: "I don't know why we couldn't have got to your car, Tony. Like, we already paid, we finished eating..." "Because, Peter, I couldn't wait that long. I have wanted to ruin you all day since we got here and now I can."

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        "I don't know why we couldn't have got to your car, Tony. Like, we already paid, we finished eating..."

        "Because, Peter, I couldn't wait that long. I have wanted to ruin you all day since we got here and now I can." The older growls and pushes Peter against the wall, kissing him messily.

        "Anyone can see us..." Peter tries, "I don't wanna get caught, I come here too often for us to get caught. They might never let us back in."

        "And if they don't? We'll find a new place. And I'll fuck you in the bathroom of that place too." Peter gasps in reply to the man kissing down his neck.

Despite Peter's protest they end up on the floor, Peter on his hands and knees and gasping for Tony. "Is this okay?"

        "Fuck, yes!!!" He gasps, glitter on his cheeks sparkling under the shitty lighting in the bathroom of the upscale restaurant. Tony pulls his velvet red shorts down, taking his lacey undergarments with them, and pushes his shirt up his back. He glances back at the door, making sure that it is just as locked as he left it.

        “That’s good. Now spread your cheeks for me.” Tony growls, leaning back and unbuttoning his suit pants. Peter gasps as he follows directions, revealing the red and gold plug sitting perfectly in his ass. "Shit, baby, it looks just as good as when I put it there this morning. Are you still as loose and full of my cum as you were earlier?"

        "Yes, sir."

        "Let's add more, shall we?" Tony smirks, pulling the plug out before Peter can even cry out. He revels in the absolute mewl the younger finally chokes out, as he pulls a packet of lube out of his suit pocket. Tearing the corner open and spreading it over his cock. He smirks at Peter, catching the boy's eye as he looks back, sucking his lip at the sight of his boyfriend stroking his cock to full hardness. He drops his hands from behind him, pushing his face off the ground.

        "Did I tell you to move your hands, baby?"

        "I didn't want my face on the ground."

        "That's fair." Tony raises up, laying his body over Peter's back, his hand intertwining with the boy's as he slides in the tip. "Fuck how are you still loose from earlier?"

        "I don't, fuck, I don't know Tones. Just am." He whimpers, pushing back and taking more of the older. "Fuck, I need more."

        "More?" Tony growls and kisses the boy's neck. "I should make you wait. I should pull out and make you lay on the floor presenting all night. I could unlock the door and let everyone else come in and see you. Or, I could take a photo and make it my phone background, everyone will see it and wonder who that pretty boy is. And you know what I'll say?" Tony pauses his hips, "Can you guess baby?"

        "M-mm... mm-mm." He shakes his head, a soft moan passing his lips.

        "No? Well, sweetheart, I would look at them and say, oh. That's mine." Tony growls, pushing in the rest of the way as he finishes the statement. Peter mewls meeting the man's thrusts halfway, punctuating each of Tony's statements with a mew. "You'd like that, wouldn't you? To be a showboy for my associates? Your pretty ass on display for the whole world?"

        "Fuck, T..."

        "Are you seriously close already? Pathetic little baby. Spreading yourself out for your Sir and that's all it takes? Is that all I am to you? A cock and mouth? Need me to keep you on edge?"

        "Yes! Fuck!" He gasps, whining when Tony gives a particularly hard thrust, pushing against Peter's prostate repeatedly.

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#4

Today on fools of AO3... This is a friendly reminder my fics are FICTIONAL about fictional characters in a fictional world.

To this commenter: Honey, if you read the fic you'd know his daughter doesnt exist in this universe and Tony is very much alive and well. If Tony Stark were real he'd be known exclusively for... I think the word you liked was Tomfoolery? also, just in case you werent aware, tony stark is a fictional character, just like this fic. 🙂

Also, Deskwarmer of all fics? Cmon! Some of my other fics have much more tomfoolery! You should try reading those too and get back to me on if those are more his personality 😉

64 notes - Posted June 22, 2022

#3

Sugar Baby Starker

Peter Parker is Tony Stark's newest baby and everyone can tell there's something different about him. Instead of waiting a few months for their relationship to get off the ground, Tony is spoiling Peter with the most lavish treasures possible. But I guess Peter has to live up to his title:

"Tesoro"

(shout out to @cozysafechaotic and @khalixascorner for their help in color choice!)

84 notes - Posted September 5, 2022

#2

DeskWarmer

Ship: Starker Rating: Nc-17 (E) Contains: Cockwarming, Technical exhibitionism, Casual use of toys, namecalling, daddy kink, begging, crying Words: 1739 Summary: "Alright, baby, but I have to get back to work so I can't give you my full attention. You'll have to be like a little rent-a-slut at my desk and keep me company."

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Dedicated to @endgame-ironspider who sent to the Super Starkers Discord "cockwarming cockwarming cockwARMING COCKWARMING" at like 3 am one April night. This is the result. Hope you love it! unbeta'd, any mistakes are my own

The keys jingle in the front door when Peter turns the lock. The sound of the Scantron machine echoes in his head, the repetitive biting of the machine everywhere there's a missed answer. He gently places his backpack down on the bench in the foyer and walks upstairs. The smell of Tony's cologne lingers in the air mixed with the other smells ranging from cigarettes to gunpowder. Peter's head hurts. The stimulus from the world around him is too much, he needs his one solace -- he needs Tony.

He opens the door to their shared bedroom suite and fights the urge to collapse on the bed and wrap the duvets around himself. The older's t-shirt and jeans still lay on the floor next to the bed, a single remaining symbol of the nights before. He longs for that again. The solace that's found in the man's smell and warmth, the feeling of fullness that only he can provide. Peter's trance is broken, however, when he hears Tony's voice travelling from somewhere else in the house. He sounds stressed, anxious, and as though he's also longing for Peter. The younger's eyes flutter shut briefly, muscles threatening to give out at any moment. Instead of indulging his body's cries, he elects to open the drawer on the black chest of drawers underneath the mounted TV. Inside is most of the clothes Tony has selected for him when he feels like this. Soft silks, fluffy sweaters, worn through band tees that have been washed one too many times. He finds a black oversize t-shirt that hangs loose on Tony as well and lays it on the bed. The red flecks of a long-gone logo stare back at him as he strips off his t-shirt and jeans from school and changes into the shirt, not bothering to find a pair of pants before leaving the room.

Peter pads down the hallway, pausing momentarily at the foot of the staircase, nodding at Sam and Bucky guarding the door. The two nod back, permitting him upstairs. Not like their approval would have mattered either way. He hears the sound again, Tony's exasperated laugh coming from behind the large Macassar door. Peter decides it's unnecessary to knock and opens the door slowly. Tony is deep in conversation, brow furrowed at the two people sitting opposite his desk. He recognizes one instantly, Natasha Romanoff with her sub sat at her feet. The other, however, is a complete stranger.

Without a word, Tony glances at the boy and makes a slight come hither movement with his fingers which draws Peter in before he can think twice. He continues listening to the two people, as his young boyfriend sits on his lap and nuzzles into his neck, sighing with relief at the sudden dulling of his senses.

"What do you mean you can't do anything about it?!" Tony asks, ringed hand rising to wrap around the boy's hips, raising the shirt slightly and giving the two people opposite of him a view of the flower tattoo on Peter's thigh.

"I'm sorry, sir. We've tried everything," The unknown man speaks, trying desperately to not show his anxiety.

"Well, Mr Barton, I think we're done here. I advise you to leave before I lose my temper. Send Barnes in." Tony dismisses him with a wave of his left hand, sending the blonde man scurrying out of the room. He continues his conversation with Natasha as he slips his right hand underneath the shirt, fingers playing with the edge of the lace underwear Peter had selected last minute.

"Sir, I--" Natasha begins but stops when Tony raises his left hand and dismisses her.

As soon as she's standing, he turns his attention to the young boy on his lap. "Hi, baby boy. How was your day?"

"It was awful," Peter sighs, dropping his head back down onto the man's shoulder, "There was so much going on and so much to do, I was overwhelmed all day and there were so many sounds and stimuli and..."

"Shhhhh," Tony soothes, running his fingers under the hip band of the lacey panties, "You're away from there now. Would you like to relax? I know you've been missing being full all day."

"No, I haven't," Peter confesses, shifting his hips.

"No?" The man squints slightly, running his hand lower down, moving the undergarment out of the way and poking where the boy's hole should be. Instead of the feeling of skin against his fingertips, he feels the end of a smooth metal object. "Aww, baby, what's this?" Tony wraps his fingers around the end, pulling at it slightly, revelling in the wrecked sound that leaves Peter's mouth, hot breath against his ear.

"W-wanted to try it as stress relief while I was testing. Hoping that maybe it would trick my brain into thinking I was here with you? I even wore your favourite panties and polo to class, hoping it would work.

"And did it?"

"No. It just made me more desperate," Peter confesses, grinding down against the plug and whimpering pathetically.

"Want me to fix that?" Tony asks, removing his hand and unzipping his jeans.

"Please, daddy," Peter begs, whimpering and pressing kisses to the older's jaw. The man smiles, feeling merciful today. He touches the rim of the toy, pulling gently, revelling in the soft noise it makes when it fully is removed. He runs his free hand's fingers through Peter's hair as he opens the desk drawer and removes a small bottle of lube.

"You sure you want this, sweetheart? You know it won't be private. I need you to be okay with it. We can go downstairs if you aren't."

"It's okay, please just... I need it, Daddy, please. I have waited all day." Usually, it takes a lot to make Peter cry this early into sex, but currently, the tears streaming down his cheeks tell another story. "Please," he begs, shallow stuttering breaths ghosting Tony's neck.

"Alright, alright." He purrs, popping the cap of the tube and coating a few fingers. "Thank your lucky stars I'm feeling merciful today, baby boy." Peter whimpers desperately, and wriggles licking and biting at the column of Tony's neck, teeth touching just above the layered necklaces. "Fuck, sweetheart, you can't just decide to do that," Tony murmurs, moving his chin to see his hands. He spreads the lube over a few fingers and presses one to the boy's ass. "Ready sweetheart?"

"Fuck, yes. Please! You can do more than one, I'm stretched! I promise I can take it, Daddy, please just do it!" He presses down, trying to force the man's fingers inside and gasps out a whine when two fingers enter him.

"What a good boy you are," Tony purrs, pressing the third finger in alongside the other two. He begins spreading his fingers gently, revelling in the noises his boyfriend is letting escape.

"Oh, fuuuuuuuuuck," Peter moans, eyes pinched shut and head resting on Tony's shoulder. "More. Please," The younger whimpers a few minutes later, "Please, give me more, daddy I need it."

"Alright, baby, but I have to get back to work so I can't give you my full attention. You'll have to be like a little rent-a-slut at my desk and keep me company," Tony growls in the boy's ear, watching the notifications pop up on his starkpad. He's caught off guard by the punched-out sound the boy releases. "What was that baby? Do you like the idea of that? Wanna be my little toy and keep Daddy's cock warm while he works?"

The softest sound in the room feels like the loudest to Peter's ears as the zipper on tony's black chinos moves over each tooth. The man moves the boy's panties aside and presses the tip of his dick against Peter's stretched hole. Peter gasps, head lolling back as he sinks down onto his boyfriend. The younger fingers grasp at the back of Tony's leather jacket, whimpering under his breath at the feeling of fullness he's craved all day.

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112 notes - Posted June 9, 2022

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Peter having a purity ring and taking it off to hook up with tony in secret and put it back after.But the idea of one day Tony taking it after a particularly spicy scene and putting it on his keyring as a trophy. Cuz peter would be shocked at him taking the band. And tony would be like "I think I earned it"

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[prettyboypeterparker]

Peter moans as Tony grabs him by the throat, one hand over his mouth and the other squeezing his oesophagus so hard Peter feels like his neck is going to snap. He loves it. Tony has the Iron Man gauntlets on, metal buzzing with power  and glowing with blue light where the blasters are, Peter had insisted they try this, c’mon you can't date Tony Stark and not try out the Iron Man stuff or at least Peter couldn't. It had taken a while to convince him but eventually curiosity won out or Tony just got sick of hearing Peter talk about it.

Tony is hovering above him, eyebrows drawn down and his jaw is clenched, he’s fucking into Peter while he tries to concentrate on not killing him which is kinda hot and Peter definitely got harder.

“C’mon baby, cum for me. Cum for Iron Man.” Tony grunts as he adjusts his grip on Peter’s throat.

Peter talks against the palm of the gauntlet but it all comes out warbled and muffled, Peter doesn't care though.

“You like when I choke you sweetheart? Like the fear that you get when I might not let go?” Peter nods enthusiastically, or as much as he can with the hands on him.

“That’s right, I knew you were fucked up. I mean what kinda kid wants to date a man that’s old enough to be their dad? Or are you just dating me for my money? Wouldn't be the first one baby, everyone wants a taste of living comfortably. You in this for the money or do you just like that I play along with your fucked up idea of kinks?” Tony thrusts start to pick up so Peter knows he’s getting close.

Peter also knows all the things Tony is saying is just role-play, Peter actually loves Tony a lot, with or without the multiple digits in his bank... it is a nice bonus though. Peter doesn't realise Tonys letting off his neck until cold air is travelling down his throat and stinging all the way to his lungs.

“Tony...” Peter whines, his voice sounds like he's been chewing on gravel.

“Hey sweetheart, color?” Tony asks as he retracts the gauntlets.

“Green... so green.” Peter moans when Tony grips his hips and works even harder to bring Peter to the edge.

It doesn't take long, Peter’s brain is so achy and oxygen deprived that his cock just kinda forgets to hold out a little longer. Peter cums pretty against his belly, the pearly white pools in the dip of his tummy and Peter plays with it before smearing it across Tonys lips, he then watches Tony lick as much as he can before taking Peters fingers into his mouth and cleaning them up. If Peter could get hard again he would, a hundred percent but this is his sixth, no, seventh orgasm tonight and he just doesn't have it in him.

“Tony? Are you gonna cum yet? I want you to cum so bad, I need it in my belly, deep in my guts. Keeping me full and warm forever.” Peter leans up and kisses around Tonys jaw, licking at the stubble and facial hair.

Tony groans and his hips stutter and Peter knows he's got him. Tony cums buried deep inside Peter, Peter feels all warm and sated when Tony pulls out. They lay together on the only dry part of the bed and calm down before Tony suggests food and a bath. Peter is so in love, he just knows him so well.

[muse-of-gods]

Tony sending Peter a message. It says:

[snowstark]

Senator Tony x Intern Peter

Peter catches Tony's attention. Peter quickly becomes the best dressed and best known intern in the building. Peter wants to thank Tony. Tony lets him. Peter gets on his knees. He’s a pretty picture, and they both know it. “You’re wrinkling your suit.” “Doesn’t look like you mind much, Mr. Stark.” The rest is history.

[khalixascorner]

Promised in Chains Pt 5

Summary: Omegas are considered too fragile to perform high risk jobs, and that definitely includes superheroing. Peter knows this and hides the fact that he's an Omega from everyone but his mentor. When a mission goes wrong and his designation gets revealed, his whole world seems to be falling apart until Tony offers him a way out. However Peter quickly finds that Tony's offer was not everything he thought it would be, and he must find his balance quickly in his new role as Omega mate of the Pack Alpha of the Avengers.

Tags: Starker, Rape/Non-con Elements, Extremely Dubious Consent, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Tony Stark, Omega Peter Parker, Dark Tony Stark, Naive Peter Parker, Light Dehumanization, Light Feminization, Intersex Omegas, ritual bonding, Pack Dynamics, Manipulative Tony Stark, Manipulative Nick Fury, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Tony creates circumstances that force Peter to bond with him and then takes advantage of society's views on Omegas, Non-consensual medical examinations, No experimentation, But Cho does a full medical work up, without Peter's explicit consent, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Tony totally drugs him

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As they stepped into the penthouse, Tony took Peter’s hand and led him over to the kitchen.

“Where are we going?” Peter asked, the confusion clearly written across his face.

“You need a snack before we head down to the lab,” Tony replied as he threw together a plate full of finger foods. “Figure you can nibble while you’re knotted.”

“I-what?” 

Tony could hear the skittishness in Peter’s voice but he had told the kid what would be happening and he intended to follow through. With the plate in hand, he walked over to the side of the tall island that had chairs and set the plate down in front of one. Then he held out a hand to Peter.

“Come here.” He kept his voice gentle for now, not wanting to rely on his Alpha voice if he didn’t have to. 

Peter looked hesitant, but Tony waited patiently. His patience was rewarded as Peter slowly stepped towards him and placed a hand in Tony’s. The Alpha pulled him in until the Omega was standing mere inches away.

“Do you remember the choice I gave you downstairs?” Tony asked as he brought a hand up to gently cup the Omega’s face.

“Yo-your hands o-or your kn-not,” Peter stuttered, his skin flushing beneath Tony’s hand. 

“That’s right, and I told you if you picked hands, I’d knot you before we went down to the lab,” Tony said. “You’ve got to get more comfortable with the things that might be asked of you, and I know your aunt raised you with a liberal mindset but the world doesn’t work like that, especially not for people like us.”

“Like us?” Peter asked, and Tony had to hold back the dark grin at how easily Peter was handled.

“People with power, who are held up as examples,” Tony explained. “The people that will judge us aren’t liberal and if they see you behaving as anything other than my perfect mate, it will make it harder for all of us.”

“But what does that have to do with-with doing that where everyone can see?” Peter asked as he wrapped his arms around himself.

“A devoted Omega mate only cares about the approval of their Alpha and is supposed to be willing to do as the Alpha asks,” Tony said. “This includes submitting to them in public and allowing dominance displays when necessary.”

“I-It makes me uncomfortable, knowing that they’re all looking,” Peter said softly. 

“I know, and you did really well today,” Tony said, pulling Peter in for a hug. “I’m so proud of you for trying to be good for me.”

Peter looked like he wanted to argue but Tony prevented it by leaning down and kissing the Omega. He allowed his hands to wander as he claimed Peter’s mouth for a second kiss.

“I know it makes you uncomfortable to be in a public spot but I have a plan to help you feel less nervous,” Tony said as he finally pulled back. “I think if we practice in the public rooms up here when it’s just us, it will make it easier when we’re down in the Avenger’s common areas. So I’m going to knot you here and while you’re knotted, I’ll feed you a snack. We’ll do something similar every day until you can feel relaxed and enjoy being knotted while doing everyday things like eating or watching a show in the common rooms.”

Peter still looked uneasy, so Tony pulled him into another hug.

“Hey, you know I wouldn’t do this if we didn’t have to,” Tony said gently. “But it’s what’s going to be expected and I don’t want you caught off guard. And I meant it about lab time. We’ll get this out of the way and head on down for the rest of the day.”

Peter relaxed into his hold once he brought up the lab again. Tony hid his smile in the Omega’s hair. It was true that he was allowed to be more free in the labs, but at the same time, the lab had always been Tony’s domain and Peter deferred to him even there. 

“Alright, let’s get you knotted and fed, yeah?” Tony said after another minute cuddling the kid.   

“Ok,” Peter replied softly, looking to Tony for direction. It still didn’t feel quite right but he trusted the Alpha. 

He didn’t fight as Tony turned him so that he was leaning up against the island, though he jumped when the Alpha slid his hand down the front of Peter’s pants.

“When I mate you in public, I’ll always loosen you up first with your clothes on,” Tony murmured as he draped himself over Peter’s back. “You’re mine to protect and I refuse to let other Alphas see any more of you than absolutely necessary.”

Peter felt his panties pushed aside again, and two fingers slid into his wet hole. He gasped at the feeling, still sensitive from earlier, then moaned when a third finger pushed in. 

His Alpha didn’t bother with a fourth. Peter could hear a zipper being pulled down followed by the sound of skin on skin. Without warning, Tony yanked his pants and panties down just past his ass while also pushing him flat against the cool marble top. The Alpha’s cock eased in slowly, drawing a garbled moan from Peter as he struggled with the fullness and the odd angle. 

“That’s it, good Omega,” Tony grunted as he bottomed out. The Alpha leaned over and nipped at Peter’s neck, sending sparks down his spine. 

“Alphaaaa,” Peter cried, scrambling to position himself better so that it wasn’t so overwhelming. Before he could ask the Alpha to ease up, Tony pulled out and started pounding into him. Each thrust drove the very breath from him, but instead of struggling, his body went more lax. 

It was terrifying to lose control like that, and tears slipped down his cheeks as the frustration built. What was worse was that he could feel how hard his cocklet was getting, how wet his hole was becoming, like his body just wanted to be used. 

“Hey, no, don’t cry, baby,” Tony soothed. “Almost done, and you’re doing so good, baby.”

The praise warmed his chest but did nothing for his conflicted mind. Tears continued to fall as Tony pulled out and dragged him upright. Peter tried to turn, but the Alpha stopped him, instead lifting Peter into his lap and sliding him back on the Alpha’s cock. 

“Just relax, Omega,” Tony said, nuzzling at the back of Peter’s neck even as he lifted Peter up in short jerky movements, only to slam him back down. “We’ll make it better, promise.”

Tony continued to thrust and grind into him until he felt the Alpha’s knot expand. His mate slipped a hand around to his cocklet, and he couldn’t help but buck into the feeling. It didn’t take long until Peter was coming, his body milking Tony’s knot for every last drop of cum. 

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Tony waited for the aftershocks to ease up and then he carefully re-situated them on the chair. The older man was beyond glad they had gone for the extra wide seats with backs so that he could sit relatively comfortably in the chair while Peter was knotted on his lap.

It took a bit longer for the Omega to perk up enough to eat, and Tony preened a little at how well fucked the kid was. He enjoyed pushing his fingers into Peter’s mouth as he fed him, the Omega clearly too out of it to argue or get embarrassed. Tony made the most progress with his training in moments like these, when Peter’s guard was all the way down and the Omega was reacting on instinct to his mate’s proximity.

They stayed in the kitchen until Tony’s knot went down. When Peter slid off of him, Tony was quick to insert a plug into the Omega’s wet hole before pulling up his pants and panties again.

“Ah- Alpha, what-” 

“To keep you from making a mess,” Tony interrupted, anticipating Peter’s question. “Now, go change clothes so we can hit the lab. We’ll shower later since we’re going to end up dirty anyway.”

Tony put just enough command in his voice that Peter didn’t argue and was soon back dressed in his normal T-shirt and jeans. Tony could still smell the Omega’s slick and his cum, and he felt his cock stiffen again. He ignored it though, having promised the Omega lab time and he intended to deliver. 

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They spent the rest of the day in the lab, not stopping until well after dinner time. Tony had Friday order pizza when they got back to the penthouse, then bent Peter over the arm of the couch and fucked him hard and fast. Tony had been hard for hours, so he knotted in no time, whispering praises to the Omega as he bred him. Then he got them both comfortable on the couch and turned on a movie to wait out the knot to. 

Peter was dozing lightly in his arms, still knotted and his own cocklet out when Steve brought them their pizzas. The other Alpha gave Tony an approving nod as he dropped the food and drink nearby and then slipped out of the penthouse again. 

[kstarker]

I’m on a roll today. I’ve had this half way done in my docs for a while and I finally got around to finishing the first chapter

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