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Alpha-Vampire!Tony and Omega!Peter

Peter Parker, omega journalist for the Daily Bugle, is running out of ideas. He decides to break into a mansion that everybody says is haunted, and just a dangerous place to be, and is kidnapped by a Vampire Alpha.

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I somehow ended up on this side of the Internet and I must say it’s pretty interesting.

Credits to @tabbystardust :)

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Peter:

Tony:

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No but like imagine Peter swinging into the tower after a day of patrol and skipping into the lab while Tony is tinkering with something

Peter just breezes by Tony “hey, Mr. Stark!” probably going straight to the kitchen to raid the fridge for a spidey-snack

And the lighting in the lab does nothing to hide those full, round GLOBES that are framed by a glorious white thong visible under his spidey-suit

Tony does a fucking double take cause the boy has an ass like a PEACH

How has he not noticed this about his protege???

And ever since that day Tony can’t get Peter’s sweet ass out of his head

Whenever Peter is helping him in the lab and is bent over to look at the latest project on the counter or reaching to get a tool for him, Tony CAN’T keep his eyes off that bubble butt

Tony’s got some 90s r&b playlist playing and Peter’s shakes his little hips to Destiny’s Child and Tony’s pants suddenly become too tight

Tony is kept awake at night imagining fucking Peter from behind and watching that bubble butt bounce on his dick

Wants to hear the filthy slap of him pounding into Peter’s juicy ass

(all the while Peter is completely oblivious to the impact his thong has had on his mentor)

Tony eventually confronts Peter albeit a little awkwardly

When questioned about the choice of undergarment, Peter just shrugs and chirps “Oh! I just don’t like panty lines.”

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You can look at the icons of the starker shippers and know if they are a top, bottom or verse (in some cases)

Tops have Tony Stark in their icons

Bottoms have Peter Parker in their icons

Verses have either both, or something else in their icons.

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im a bottom and i know it

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School AU

”Say I shouldn’t be here but I can’t give up his touch, it is him I love. It is him.”

teacher!tony + student!peter

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starker au moodboard: religious!peter

Peter is a religious teen who has a crush on playboy & half his age Tony Stark, which makes Peter feel scared and guilty since he’s been taught all his life that boys liking boys is a “sin”. Tony is there for him, teaches Peter that it’s ok and there’s nothing wrong with him, they become friends and soon Tony begins falling in love with Peter.

some headcanons of religious!peter:

- peter is 17-18 on this bc i say so so get off my clit.

- peter met tony at church. - that day tony only went to church because a friend made him go with him (maybe Rhodey or Steve idk). - tony is actually an atheist. - peter sings at the church choir, he’s also one of the altar boys. - peter secretely likes boys and feels terrified about it. - peter secretely likes science too and reads books & science articles in secret, the only person knowing about this his best friend ned, who unlike peter, is not religious. - tony sees peter in the church choir and thinks peter’s the prettiest little thing he has ever seen. - peter sees tony too and recognizes him immediately and 1) freaks out, 2) ohmygodit’stonystark 3) holy shit he’s hot - tony is the last one to go from church because this sneaky guy stays to talk to peter. - tony is so charismatic, smart and looks & smells so good that peter crushes on him from that first day. poor kid. - peter is so so smart and tony being pleasantly surprised about this. - tony asks peter out and peter hesitates at first but thinks the man means it as friends so he says yes. - peter secretely wishing it’s a date. - they talk a lot on their first date and get to know each other a bit more but enough to make tony realize the only thing keeping peter from reaching his full potential is peter’s own fear of it and the way he was raised. - peter has excellent grades at school tho, but his family always wanted peter to be a priest. - tony & peter start spending a lot of time together. - peter feels in heaven & hell at the same time, he’s scared of his feelings for tony. - peter starts helping in church & praying a lot more often than he already does bc he thinks this might help him get over his sinful crush (lol) on tony. - doesn’t work and after weeks of them both keeping it friendly and with a whole new level of vanilla peter kisses tony for the first time and sleeps with him. - peter actually bumping his forehead against tony’s when he tries to kiss him, making tony groan bc damn that hurt. - peter being so SO inexperienced and awkward in general and tony finding it endearing. - tony asking peter 500 times if he’s sure he wants to do it, if he feels ready, that they can wait… - tony being peter’s first real kiss and first time. - peter confessing a week later to the priest he has sinned. - “forgive me father, for i have sinned” - peter implies he was with a man in a intimate way… or maybe peter just says he kissed a man. - “i kissed a man and i liked it” - peter feeling so ashamed and so guilty and the priest making it even worse manipulating peter into thinking he’s broken ohmygodmypoorbaby - peter stops replying tony’s texts, ignores him & doesn’t answer his calls. - peter realizing he’s falling in love with tony… feels even worse. - ned trying to convince peter he hasn’t done anything wrong and that he should talk to tony - tony having enough of peter ignoring him and going to his apartment where peter lives with his aunt - and peter is so nervous and wants to cry when he sees tony in his apartment because, honestly, he had missed him so much, but peter just… stands there putting distance between them - tony asking him what’s wrong, peter saying it’s nothing but tony having none of it. - tony is no idiot so he soon catches up on what’s going on - “you regret having sex with me” - “i don’t” - “cut the bullshit, peter” - drama, lots of drama & angst - peter crying in front of tony and tony feeling his heart breaking at the sight - “come on, baby, talk to me” - “i don’t regret it… that’s why i feel so bad” - lots of tears and hugs and comforting kisses and peter telling tony everything, the strictly religious way in which he was raised, what the priest told him and how peter have always felt that he was broken or there was something that needed to be fixed about him. - tony helping peter realize his sexuality and helping him with it, being there for peter, teaching him that it’s okay and that there’s nothing wrong with boys liking boys - peter quitting church after some time and becoming a full time science nerd with ned - peter wanting to be a scientist - aunt may supporting peter and telling him she just wants him to be happy - tony being so proud of peter - peter and tony becoming official boyfriends after some more months of dating and while peter figured himself out - tony calling peter “angel” and peter getting flustered at the nickname - “my angel, flung out of heaven” - peter learns that his faith is not what’s keeping him from being happy, just the church is, and stays true to his faith in god and peter still wants to get married in a church some day

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Forced Marriage AU in which Tony has to say yes to a 18 year old kid, because their fathers made a deal with each other.

In a year him and Peter will be allowed to divorce but before that can happen, Tony tries to pretend he’s in love with his husband to maintain his reputation.

It’s all fake smiles and kisses until it isn’t.

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twenty two!

(I don’t owe you an explanation)

“Peter, who the hell are you making out with in this picture exactly?”

Peter glances up to find Tony glaring at him and a projection image of him, in Harry Osborne’s lap, tongue down the older boy’s throat.

Blushing, he glances away, “Does it matter?” he asks petulantly, “You said to go out and get experience, that you weren’t going to be with a kid, so that’s what I’m doing!”

“You’re putting your identity at risk! Someone is going to figure out you’re Spiderman!”

Rolling his eyes he glances back up at Tony, “How? It’s not like I’m wearing the suit! I’m not stupid Mr. Stark.”

“Yea well you’re sure acting like it! What the hell are you thinking?”

Glaring, Peter pushes Tony back and tilts his chin up in defiance, “I don’t owe you an explanation, I don’t owe you anything! You’re just my mentor, right? So you don’t get to be jealous or upset over who I have sex with!”

Tony’s face drains of color and he goes unnaturally still.

“Having sex with?” he repeats hoarsely, and Peter silently curses himself for the slip.

“Yea, sex. You know, me, riding his dick and pretending it’s yours, that kind of sex,” he snaps, feeling a rush of excitement at the flush that rises on Tony’s cheeks at his words.

Running a shaky hand through his hair, Tony looks away, cheeks red, “You should go, I-uh, you should go,” he repeats, stepping away from Peter as he shakes his head, looking deeply unsettled.

Peter huffs and steps past him, “Sure thing Mr. Stark, at least Harry knows what he wants,” he bites acerbically before striding out to the elevators and smashing the button repeatedly.

He taps his toe as he waits, anxious energy burning in his gut. A hand clamps around his arm and yanks him around to face a set of burning eyes before Tony shoves him against the wall and kisses him, hard and demanding.

It takes him all of three seconds before he responds, winding his arms around Tony’s neck and hitching his legs up so he’s wrapped around the older man. Tony rocks his hips forward, grinding their hardening cocks together so they both moan and repeat the action.

“Fuck me,” he demands against Tony’s lips, “C’mon, take me right here.”

Tony groans and shakes his head, “Bed, lube, Christ,” he growls as Peter rakes his nails over Tony’s back, hand having slipped past the collar of his Black Sabbath T-shirt.

“I’m, I’ve got, ah, a plug, inside,” he gasps into Tony’s mouth, “wet, loose,” he adds when Tony groans and ducks his head to bite at Peter’s throat. They buck and moan together for a few more minutes before Tony leans back to tug at his jeans, Peter holding himself up on the wall as they’re tossed aside along with his briefs.

Tony’s fingers run over his cock and down further till they press against the plug and Peter whines, arches into the touch as Tony curses and circles his fingers around Peter’s rim. “Fuck, is this, is this for him?” Tony demands, tugging at the plug till it slides out a half inch, pushing it back in as Peter tried to respond.

“N-ah! It’s…I like it…being stretched,” Peter moans, hips twitching as Tony fucks the plug in and out, over and over again. “Want you, want your cock,” he demands breathlessly, reaching down to palm Tony through his jeans.

The older man growls and shoves his hand aside, undoes his pants and lets them sink to his knees along with his briefs and Peter just stares because, holy shit, Tony’s huge. Whimpering, he rolls his hips forward, “In me, need it in me,” he whines, eyes rolling back as Tony pulls the plug out and tosses it aside.

The air is cool against his wet hole and it’s replaced a moment later with the blunt head of Tony’s cock. Eyes flashing open, he looks down to watch, whimpering as Tony groans and pushes into him, rim stretching tight around his cock, the feeling of being split open leaving him sobbing.

Tony doesn’t wait, just fucks. Slow and deep, hard enough to jolt Peter up the wall with each thrust, the wet sound of his cock slamming into Peter’s hole driving him crazy.

“Fuck, so tight baby, I’m gonna wreck you, tear you apart,” Tony pants, lips pressed to Peter’s jaw as he thrusts, the slow steady pace lighting a fire in Peter’s blood that burns brighter and brighter till he’s seeing stars behind his eyes and is sure he’s going to pass out he’s so lightheaded with pleasure.

He can’t even form words anymore, just moans and gasps, rolling his hips down into Tony’s thrusts, mindless slurred words falling from his lips as it goes on and on.

The heavy thrusts grow harder, faster and Peter whines sharply, sobbing and squirming till Tony growls and gets a hand on his cock, stroking him hard and fast as he groans into Peter’s ear.

“Does he fuck you like this? Does his cock find that spot inside you? Make you cry?” he demands, shifting his hips till his cock is scraping over Peter’s prostate, pushing against his tender walls with each thrust and he’s crying for real now, entirely overwhelmed and needy.

“C’mon Pete, cum for me, show me how you cum,” Tony orders, hips slapping into Peter’s as his hand tightens almost painfully against his cock and a few strokes later he’s coming, a choked sob pitching into wrecked moans as his body jolts with every substantially harder thrust Tony gives him.

When Tony spills inside him it’s burning hot and perfect.

They stay pressed together for a few minutes before Tony pulls them away and carries him effortlessly to his bed. He strips their remaining clothes and pulls Peter close, nuzzling at his hair as Peter grows sleepy.

“Don’t see him again.”

Peter smirks at the way Tony says it; like a demand, but more a plea.

“I won’t.”

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This one is for @starkerchemistryy who had wanted wall sex with her ask, here you babes 😘

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🤩🤤👍

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When the teacher says youre in trouble and have to stay after class

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@thejollydwarf dude, Y E S

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“…pretty”

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“Daddy… lube”

Peter whined breathlessly.

“Oh baby” Tony continued to push his way in,

“I thought you wanted it to hurt”

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Ballet teacher Tony / Student Peter Parker au

peter walks into tony’s class in leggings, an oversized baby blue sweater, and black converse, carrying a pastel pink duffel bag

tony’s breath catches in his throat because wow this boy is really something and how long do his legs go on for ?? is his hair really as soft as it looks ??? how would that small pink mouth look around his cock ???? would his ass jiggle if he spanked it ?????

a softly spoken “sir ?” has tony’s knees buckling and all his blood is rushing south real fast and tony’s pants aren’t gonna be able to hide anything and oh god-

tony chokes on nothing and replies brokenly, “yes ?”

“i’m peter parker. i transferred here from new york.” his voice is so breathy and what is it doing to tony jesus fuck

“very nice to meet you.” tony manages to choke out

he smacks himself for coming off as creepy to this beautiful, beautiful boy

but peter smiles and it knocks the wind out of tony because when peter smiles it’s so bright and angelic and tony almost loses it

they continue with the class(es)

but when peter dances, he has his own gravity; he’s in his own world

and tony catches himself drooling over staring more than once because he’s so captivated with the way peter moves so gracefully, so delicately, so beautifully

but he’s so young and even tony knows it’s wrong

so he waits

he waits for three years, when peter is 20 and joining company and is going to be performing tours all over the US

the two are close; (as close as a mentor and student can be anyway) they work together even more often now that tony’s doing extra training for peter’s the nutcracker audition next week

peter is in full performance gear, the bodysuit, tutu, everything

tony has a hardon that he’s trying to cover by tying his jacket around his waist

because every time peter lifts his legs tony groans internally because he’s trying not to look but he’s never seen such a small, pretty piNk cock in his life

and it is at 10:37 pm in the studio when it happens:

during clara’s solo, peter rolls his ankle

tony thinks oh shit before rushing over to the boy to catch him before he falls and twists his ankle or something just as dreadful

but it’s okay because tony catches him in time and their faces are centimeters apart and tony can feel the younger man’s breath right beneath his jugular

and it’s definitely not tony’s colorful imagination working when peter leans in and presses a feather-light kiss to his lips

an hour later, tony’s hardon has been dealt with

i apologize for any mistakes in dance terminology or anything :/ this is Wholesome F l u f f and i love it

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What do you think about Peter giving of pheromones that make all males super horny, and drives Tony absolutely crazy and then they are fucking like desperate animals in heat

Maybe if he closed his eyes hard enough, Peter would disappear. But every time he opened them again, there was the boy, looking perfect. Soft, creamy thighs displayed and thick on those very short shorts, his ass perking up just slightly as the boy sat up straight.

He had no idea of what he was doing to Tony. Not at all, and the man was going crazy. Was he supposed to be the bigger person and let him know that just like some women, he had something he needed to take care of every month? Something that was making every single male in a two mile radio go absolutely mad?

If he didn’t know the boy, he’d say he was doing it un purpose, because every time he entered the room and Tony could feel his pants too tight (which happened around every 15th of the month), the boy was wearing something showy. The other day he walked inside the room with a pink skirt and high socks, even some lipstick. Tony had to excuse himself for a second.

But he understood. Some of his ex’s had told him that when they were on their period they felt hornier, and maybe that’s what happened to Peter, because if Tony was feeling extremely sexual every time the boy made an appeareance, then he couldn’t imagine what Peter was feeling like with those pheromones inside of him, as in; inside his body.

“Is there something wrong, Mr. Stark?” the boy muttered, suddenly a little self consious. He knew that maybe his outfits weren’t appropiate for working, but he also remembered Tony telling him that he didn’t care. Had he changed his mind?

Tony sighed, looking at Peter up and down, the bright blue shirt he had falling gracefully in his back, making him look like he had it arched, and now, everything that Tony wanted was to touch him.

“Yes, there’s something wrong. Stand up” he muttered.

Peter obeyed, and when he reached the floor, showing his mentor his whole outfit, the bump of saliva running down Tony’s throat was visible. He had fishnets that reached his knees, the shorts making his ass round and sexy. His hair was all messed up and Tony really wanted to run his hands through it, pull it maybe.

“Is that… is that eyeliner?” asked Tony with a low, almost choked voice. Peter nodded, looking down and trying to think of ways he could take it off.

“If you land me some clothes, I’ll go change, I’m sorry I came here like this, I just feel… weirdly comfortable in my body some days, I can’t explain it, Mr. Stark… Mr. Stark?”

Tony was with his hands in his face, biting his lower lip so hard he was about to draw blood. Peter thought the man was angry, but the moment his hands fell to the side, the look of Tony’s face instantly changed Peter’s thoughts. The man wasn’t mad. He was…

“I can explain it, Peter”

He slowly made his way to where the boy was standing and reached down, taking Peter’s hand into his own and turning it around, seeing black nails. “Just like… some women, you sometimes exude some pheromones, and well, they’re sexual pheromones. And they get men aroused, specially… specially the ones very close to you”

When Tony finished, Peter looked down, and what he found, was that there was a bump almost poking his leg coming from Tony’s pants. The man was… turned on? By him?

Tony let go of his hand and he fixed a stray of Peter’s hair, putting it behind his ear, then he ran his hand down his neck, reaching his shoulder and then going down his arm, his other hand now reaching forward to settle in Peter’s hip, bringing him closer by a soft grip.

Peter didn’t put resistence, his mind still too shocked about the revelations to make any connections. But when Tony’s right hand reached his lower back, Peter knew he was screwed.

By the look on Peter’s face, Tony reached even further down and cupped his ass cheek, a faint moan escaping Peter’s lips as he felt his own cock twitch. His body was waking up.

“Mr. Stark…”

“Say a word and I’ll stop”

Peter couldn’t bring himself to say anything, instead, his own hands reached to the man and grabbed him by the shirt, bringing him closer and connecting their lips softly, slowly, savoring the devilish taste of liquor on his lips.

Both Tony’s hands were now on his ass, cupping his cheeks and trying to pull him closer, the kiss deepening as both Tony’s and Peter’s body started to fully wake up. This was happening.

Peter ran his hands through Tony’s hair, pulling it slightly and trying to hump himself against the man, his shorts feeling too damn tight already.

“I need you” he whispered against his lips, the man’s grip suddenly becoming rough, his eyes turning at least nine shades of dark.

“I need you more than you need me”

“Then use me”

Before the boy could say anything, he was being bent over the desk, his ass round and big, ready to be fucked and wrecked, absolutely destroyed by his lover.

“Can I tell you a secret, Mr. Stark?”

The man licked his lips at the sighed, his eyes going down on him until he found the fishnets again, his cock twitching impossibly harder inside his slacks. He hummed, letting his boy know he could tell him whatever he wanted to.

“I knew there had to be a reason why I self lubricated every month”

Tony almost choked on his breath. “You what?”

Peter swayed his hips, showing him that his shorts had a stain right where his hole was. The fucking slut was wet. He was wet.

Tony took a deep breath and slowly but sure, moved the wet fabric to the side and he discovered two things. Peter was not wearing any type of underwear and his soaked, pretty pink hole was clenching slowly, making Tony ache to be inside.

He let the fabric go and braced himself, undoing his belt as Peter looked at him from his shoulder, his eyelashes pleading him. Tony was more than happy to comply.

His pants fell and with them, his underwear. Peter gulped at the sight of that veiny, very big and precum-leaking cock. The man slowly grabbed his boy’s hip and with the other moved the fabric aside again, seeing him exposed and vulnerable again.

Tony slowly lined up with him and that’s when Peter realized he was getting fucked with his shorts on, but he didnt’ have time to think about it much longer because suddenly the man was pushing inside, the strech making Peter’s head spin, feeling complete, full, but still pushing back on it.

“You’re so used to taking big things… you’re such a slut, Peter, I should’ve known that with that face of yours…” he didn’t get to finish because Peter litterally humped the table to pull away from Tony’s cock and then push it back inside, his own throat making a strangled sound as he felt his own eyes roll back in pleasure.

“More, da- Mr. Stark…”

“What were you gonna say?” choked Tony, his hand now gripping Peter’s hair and yanking it back with every thrust. The boy could barely speak with his neck exposed like that, though he knew he had to answer.

“Da- daddy” he whispered, knowing that Tony was going to hear him. The pace then became brutal, Tony slapping against him with the force of an animal, his own erection bumoing mercilessly against the hard table, forcing him to not let go.

Tony was gripping the boy’s hair so tight he thought he was going to choke Peter to death, but the boy was more than happy to do so, pushing back every time he could agaisnt that monstrous thing, moaning desperately and being absolutely unaware that he was being filmed.

Tony winked at the camera and bit his lip, knowing by the sloppy movements his lover was making that he was about to come.

“Come for daddy, Peter, the only one that makes you feel like this. You may fuck other guys in the future, but you’ll always return here for me… the only one who can satisfy you”

Peter’s eyes let two teardrops fall, his hands squeezing the table so hard his knuckles turned white, and finally, he could let go, staining the other end of his shorts with white streaks, clenching his hole so hard he knew he was milking Tony.

But he let out another loud moan as he felt Tony’s come stain him from inside, his cock so big there was no space left for the liquid, making it pour outside and run down Peter’s spread thighs like the whore he was.

“That’s it, baby, clench it… ah, that’s it… that’s how daddy likes it”

Peter gulped as he realized how good he was making Tony feel.

It was like a dream coming true.

And as Tony rode their orgasms, Peter being marked all over, either with bruises from the tight grip, teardrops, cumstains, or his wetness, Tony couldn’t help but to wink again at the camera, being fully aware of what movie he was going to watch that night.

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(dedicated to: @destielshipperkid @babybatscreations @thehumanplant @starkerchemistry @meetmeinhellcroutons @metrixkita @manatriole @spadestorm696 )