“Frosting tastes better off your lips.”
A mini writing piece based off of @starker-sorbet’s mood-board.
Tony and Peter had been busy the past few weeks with their own things, Peter was working on his community service hours for his time at MIT with his professor, while Tony was busy working on projects ‘n what not.
They both decided that this was too much time away from each other and very little bonding time between the two of them, as a compromise they planned a baking evening (more like Peter planned the whole thing and Tony just agreed) but nonetheless they set a date and soon said date came.
Peter came home from his after school program a little early, he was in the house preparing by 2 pm and Tony was set to be back by 5:30 so he got to work preparing their stations and supplies that they were gonna bake with. He settled on a apricot pie, chocolate chip cookies, and decorating cupcakes
He pre-baked the cupcakes since it was just decorating, and got the rest of the supplies out as well, after running to the store Peter had lost track of time and as he bent over to pick up a dropped spoon off the floor, he felt a hand on his lower back.
“Well that’s definitely a sight I would love seeing after work everyday.” Tony said with a chuckle as he reached around Peter to pull him up for a proper back-hug. “Tony! Hey honey, how was work.” Peter said happily as he leaned into Tony’s chest, he looked down to see Tony’s arms that were wrapped around his torso, his dress shirts sleeve’s were rolled to his elbow, in the way that make Peter’s stomach flutter whenever he sees Tony all disheveled and tired after a long day.
Peter turned around in the man’s arms to peck his lips, as he pulled away Tony leaned into it and deepened the kiss before Peter’s lips left his. He tried to push his tongue into Peter’s mouth but Peter pulled away. “Relax sweetheart we still have so much baking to do before we can have actual dessert” Peter said with a little smirk. Tony groaned with a smile on his face.
“Fine then, chef Parker. Let’s get baking hm?” Tony smiled as he let go of Peter. Peter nods and grabs an apron from the rack, tying one onto himself, and doing the same for Tony after. They moved to the first station on the island, apricot pie.
While making the pie Tony threw flour at Peter and Peter returned the blow leaving them both covered in a thin translucent layer of powder, they laughed it off and finished crossing the top strips of the pie, coating it with butter, and placing it to bake while they moved on to the next thing, chocolate chip cookies
While Tony loved baking with Peter, he much preferred eating whatever Peter made instead. He sat on the barstool of his island while Peter kneeded the dough. After he finished hand-mixing, he handed the dough to Tony to roll it into little balls and place it on the cookie sheet. They both knew Tony snuck more raw cookie dough than he should have but they didn’t care. All that mattered is that they were together.
Finally after Tony finished rolling, the pie was ready and the cookies would take its place in the oven, the pie still needed to cool on the windowsill because “Mary Poppins said so” Peter said. So they moved onto the cupcake decoration until then.
They fought over who got the red frosting first for their iron-spider cupcakes, but eventually Tony let Peter have it first while he watched his boy bake. He wrapped his arms around Peter while he piped it, resting his head on Peter’s shoulder
“Mm.. my pretty boy” Tony whispered into Peter’s ear while he nibbled at the lobe. “Tony..” Peter whined as he itched his upper lip, a little red frosting smudging on the lips. Tony wanted to lick it off, and Tony Stark gets what Tony Stark wants. He took the bag out of the boy’s hand, put it down, and manhandled Peter to turn around.
Immediately licking the boy’s lips with his own tongue. Licking his way in, the color of their frosting they have been sneaking mixing in their mouth as they made out. After Tony felt fulfilled, both of the men broke away with dark orange tongues, thanks to the yellow, black, and red frosting.
Tony smiled with a pleasant closed mouth-groan being heard. Peter was light-headed and dazed by the kiss. Even after all these years, Tony Stark wanting HIM made him flustered. Peter mumbled something and turned back around to continue his decorating, Tony smirked softly, and returned to resting his head on Peter’s shoulder.
“Love you, Petey” Tony kissed Peter’s neck softly
“Love you too, Tones…” the boy said softer.
