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Itâs nerves, okay? Nerves, and Peterâs catastrophically confused and possibly in love with everyone in a ten-foot radius, and heâs been sorta just dying to have someone to be in love with, even if itâs not mutual, and this was forced onto him. Forced, you hear him?
(Alright, shit, seriouslyâcalm down, Parker. You are not in love, you demented drama queen. You are just panicking.)
Peter is undercover as a flight attendant, Bucky is posing as a pilot, and Tonyâs just another passenger. They have a plan. Multiple plans, actually. Except... when does anything ever go according to plan?
And later, once his blood remembers how to circulate and his dick stops doing most of the thinking, Peter will retroactively name this Plan F.
F for Flirt.
F for Fuck.
F for Fully unprepared for this, but⊠kinda into it, you have no idea.
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Paring: James "Bucky" Barnes/Peter Parker/Tony Stark
Wordcount: 29,672
Rating: Explicit (uh.. very explicit)
Complete: Yes
@lammydng for you xx
Peter Parker Bingo: I5 - Fake Dating - @pparkerbingo
Winterspider Bingo: NSFW I3 - Praise Kink - @winterspider-bingo Winterspider Bingo: SWF N3 - Free - @winterspider-bingo
@winterironevents: I5 - Size Kink - @winterironevents
Tom Riddle in 1943, trapped Reader in Slytherin's locket along with a piece of his soul to keep her safe. Reader was Riddles girlfriend while they were in Hogwarts. He was very protective and possessive of her, only allowing a select few of his knights to guard her and keep the Slytherin princess safe. One of the select few was Orion Black. Reader and Orion had a very special relationship, almost lovers if it weren't for Tom. She knew Orion was engaged and Tom was slowly descending into madness with each horcruxs made. She feared for not only her life but Orion's as well if Tom ever found out about their love for one another.
Reader disappeared one night in their 6th year and no one has heard of her since. Many thought she ran away to the States to get away from Riddle but actually Tom had figured out a way to seal her within Slytherins Locket. He doused her with Draught of Living Death, promising to wake her when he had the wizarding world under his control, ensuring her safety.
With each horcruxs and more of his sanity slipping away, Lord Voldemort forgot about his love trapped in the Locket. He used Regulus Blacks (the son of his most trusted knight) Elf to hide the soul piece not knowing Regulus would betray him. Kreacher then stored the locket in his masters room and it has been hidden ever since.
Harry is staying at Grimmauld place for Christmas break when he stumble upon a hideous necklace. When he opens it, he finds a picture of a beautiful girl sleeping. Harry blows the dust off the picture trying to get a better look when a burst of light blinds him. Between one blink and the next Harry can't believe his eyes when the girl is now laying on his bed.
Quietly making his way towards the door, Harry has just barley made it out when his godfather barges in saying something about dinner. Sirius freezes when he sees the girl laying on Harry's bed. It's silent for only a moment before her eyes flutter open, landing on them. "ORION MY LOVE!" She crys and throws herself into Sirius arms "HELP ME PLEASE! Toms gone MAD!"
Part one
Basic au where Voldmort had a girlfriend during his Hogwarts years and while he loved her as much as he could he loved power and feared death more. He trust Orion Black to care for her as he's to busy trying to take over the wizarding world. Orion and the reader(Voldmort girl) fall for each other even though they know they cannot be, between Orion betrothement to Walburga Black and Tom's obsession with Reader. During toms 7th year, reader was invited to a Gryffindor party by her friend Fleamont Potter, where she was assaulted afterwards. Tom in his madness traps her in Slytherin's locket, thinking he would keep her safe only he didn't tell anyone. Orion falls into a deep depression as he knows Riddle did something to his love, for years after he was never the same. On her birthday Orion brings out her picture he keeps hidden in his study and mourns for her.
After being released from the locket, reader stays at Grimmauld place hiding from Voldmort. She hates herself for falling for her Orion's son but she can't help it, he's everything Orion wanted to be and more. Sirius can't help but fall for Voldmort/his dad's ex? Girlfriend but she's the only one who's ever understood the real him, not the Gryffindor mask he wears nor the Black madness he runs from.
A new transfer student arrives at Hogwarts for her 7th year as part of an exchange program. Sheâs been homeschooled in America, and now sheâs stepping into the bustling halls of Hogwarts, ready to embrace the magic and chaos. Sorted into Ravenclaw, sheâs immediately labeled as the studious type, but little do they know, sheâs secretly reading Muggle erotica, often found tucked away in the library, writing her own smutty stories.
Her hair is striking deep cherry red that flows down below her waist, thanks to a potion she developed herself. While everyone is captivated by her vibrant locks and seemingly studious demeanor, sheâs actually quite shy and tends to keep to herself. The other students, intrigued by the new âshiny toy,â attempt to befriend her, but they quickly lose interest when she doesnât respond to their attempts at conversation.
Enter the Marauders. After pulling off an elaborate and hilarious prank that leaves the entire school in stitches, they glance over to see her in the corner, completely unfazed. No giggles, no reactionsâjust a quiet observer. This piques their curiosity and Peter's jealousy at the attention they give her. With every prank they pull, they notice her unimpressed demeanor, and itâs during one of these moments that they find themselves intrigued.
Chapter 1 :
The hat had just barely brushed your head when it shouted "RAVENCLAW" . The applause was sparse, with most of it coming from the left table, where they were all wearing blue. Walking over with your head down, you sat at the end of the table making sure to put enough distance between you and the stares. Even though the food smelled good you couldn't make yourself eat. The sheer scale of the feast was overwhelming - mountains of roast chicken, steaming pies and goblets of pumpkin juice filled the tables. But the journey to Hogwarts thrawted your appetite. From the international port key, to the ministry, to the floo and finally to the Headmaster's office was draining and you couldn't wait for the night to be over and lay in bed.
A flash of movement caught your eye. Three boys were laughing boisterously at the Gryffindor table. One, with messy black hair and glasses, threw a roll at another, who had long dark hair and a devil-may-care grin. The third, sandy-haired and a bit quieter, watched with an amused smile.
"That's them, the Marauders," a girl whispered beside you. "James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. Trouble, the lot of them. Arrogant and always up to no good." She turned up her nose and your stomach twisted. They certainly looked confident, maybe a bit too much. You couldn't help but feel a strange mix of curiosity and apprehension.
'Were they really as bad as everyone said? Did I really care though?'
Boys were not part of the plan, besides real guys sucked and broke your heart. That's why you stuck with fiction men, they couldn't hurt you..welllll not in a way you didn't ask for. A blush graced your cheeks. ' Nope, no love for this girl '
hallo! i just got into the winterspider fandom and i wanted to ask for fic recs :3
Oh GOSH!
There are so many and they are all so different!
I'll give you 5 (that I can think off the top of my head)
If you like AU Zombies, World Ending, tension? read this but honestly when you look this up, look at ALL of maukree's work like... several items I have of theirs are bookmarked highly recommend anything by them
A snap, an apocalypse, some zombies by maukree
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If you want one that is LOOONG part of series and takes a while before it becomes WinterSpider? I still think its being worked on too, i think the last update was within the last 6months
He Came, He Tried by Azure_K_Mello
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Do you like Omegaverse? Do you like thruples? Well I LOVE this nonpower AU WinterSpiderShield- it was never finished but its a good read
May it Please the Court by LeisurelyPanda
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Its short but a goody
like a river through your veins by lavenderlotion
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Another Omegaverse but! thats the only AU thing about it, Peter is still Spiderman and it start I think after endgame but Tony lives situation. It's part of a series so lots to read!
Finding Home by RooneyWithTheRedHair
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BONUS: Now I don't wanna spoil it, but if you love a darker murder mystery this is the one! I LOOOOOOOVE it. Has an alternate ending too!
They're working in the lab when Tony hears the Grindr chime on his phone. Only, his phone is on silent and Peter is the only other person in the room.
Rating: Explicit
For my H <3
Warnings and tags below
Warnings/tags: embarrassment, light daddy kink, possessiveness, rough sex, face fucking
Tony flinched at the familiar notification chime. He was sure he put his phone on vibrate before Peter came in. Of course Peter probably had no idea what that sound was, but he still jumped up and grabbed his phone. He keyed the volume down only to frown at the device. The volume was already off. He put the phone down and even in his brilliant mind it still took about three seconds to click.
He looked across the lab to see Peter, hard at work. His phone peeked out of the back pocket of his shorts. Tony left his station and crossed the floor.
He swiped the phone out of Peter's pocket to a surprised, "Hey!"
There on the screen was a familiar icon.
"What are you..." Peter said. His face turned a deep red. "Give it back." He snatched the phone back from Tony's hand.
"What's that you got there?" Tony raised his eye brows.
"I'm just working on-"
Tony held up a finger. "Ah," he silenced. "Don't play dumb. The phone."
"You uh... you heard that?"
"I'm not that old, kid. I can hear a noise from a few feet away."
Peter stood frozen, seeming to struggle to find an excuse. Then some sort of revelation crossed his face.
"How do you know what that sound is?" Peter crossed his arms over his chest.
Tony blinked. Somehow he hadn't considered being cross-examined. "Because I am an adult. What are you doing with a hookup app on your phone?"
"I'm also an adult," Peter pointed out.
"You're still a little young for Grindr. You don't have the experience to be hooking up with random men you met on an app."
"How do you know what sort of experience I have?"
"Stop trying to turn this back on me. You should be more careful. Hookups like that can be dangerous. For your life and your health. And what about Spider-Man, huh? You can't be reckless."
Peter pulled out his phone while Tony lectured. He opened the notification to see the suggested profile that had caused all of this. 'TS - Online now - 0 feet away' the screen said. Peter swallowed as he looked at the profile.
"Hey, listen when I'm speaking," Tony said. He snapped his fingers over the top of the phone.
Peter turned his phone around. "I've seen you changing before, but somehow I don't think I've ever seen that much of you."
Tony stared at the image of his own bare chest, arch reactor edited out, jeans unzipped and pulled down almost too far. It only took a second for his mind to process enough for him to know that he needed his phone right now. He ran for it. He heard the sound of a webshooter and dove for the workbench. His hand landed on the phone just in time for Peter to yank it out from under him.
Peter stared at him, mortified, clutching his phone in both hands. "Mr. Stark..."
"Give me that phone." He pointed his finger threateningly.
"I can't." Peter shook his head.
"Why is your filter even set old enough for me to see you?"
"Why is yours set so young?"
"Peter," Tony growled. "Stop hooking up with random New Yokers!"
"Make me!" he shouted back.
All at once, Tony arm wrapped around him and pulled him close. He crushed their mouths together way too rough. Peter moaned much too enthusiastically. It was all too much and they both were greedy. Tony's phone thumped against the ground as it slipped from Peter's hand. He was too busy running his hands over Tony's chest. They kissed until it was too much for them to breathe, but Tony's mouth followed the line of his throat. Peter gasped and tipped his head back. His hands pulled Tony closer.
"We should slow down," Tony panted into his shoulder.
"Can't keep up, old man?" Peter teased.
Tony picked him up and set him down on the workbench. One hand grabbed him by the hair while the other pulled Peter's hips forward. He was off balance with little leverage to do anything about it, but Tony was grinding their hips together while he kissed him again so he wasn't really trying.
Peter's mouth was soft and sweet. Little whines traveled up his throat whenever Tony's tongue met his. It only made him wonder what sort of noises he'd make getting his mouth fucked. He was so easy to manhandle despite his superior strength. Which only meant that he liked being manhandled. He was letting Tony do it, eating it up too judging by the way he obediently stayed right where Tony put him even as he tugged at the roots of his hair and all but fucked him through his jeans.
Just the thought that Peter was out fucking old men his age, he wanted to bite and mark every inch of his skin. Tattoo his name right on his ass. But he had to earn that didn't he? He had to make sure the boy came back to him and forgot that stupid app. He had to have him.
Tony ran his hand up Peter's thigh. He spread his legs pushed his hips toward him nearly falling off the table. Tony chuckled as he moved him back into place.
"Do you need something, Pete?"
"Please," he gasped. His eyes were glazed and his lips swollen. Tony suddenly couldn't bare how tight his jeans were.
"How about you get daddy's cock wet and we'll see you can earn something more."
Peter nodded, already sliding down off the workbench. He dropped to the floor and started on Tony jeans, ripping his belt free and opening up the zipper. He felt fabric tears in his carelessness. With Tony's cock in his hand, he didn't even hesitate. His lips around the head while both hands held him at the base.
"Fuck, kid," Tony swore, forbidden pleasure curled in his stomach. Peter either didn't hear him or didn't care, he was too busy polishing the head of his dick with his tongue.
Tony grabbed a fistful of his hair. "Open," he ordered.
Peter let go of his cock and opened his mouth wide. He looked up at him as Tony pushed his cock deeper into his mouth, finding the back of his throat. Peter moaned as his mouth was filled up. His tongue kept moving around the bottom of his cock as much as it could.
"Fuck," Tony swore again. "That's a good boy. Your mouth feels so good, baby."
Peter hummed happily, still looking up at him. Tony pulled slowly back, then pushed back inside. The way Peter moaned as he fucked his mouth had him teetering on the edge. He pulled him off of his cock and held himself tightly at the base to save himself the embarrassment.
"I want that ass," he said. He picked Peter up and set him back on the table. The boy hurried to get his own pants off. They stripped off his clothes and Peter laid back on the table. He held on to Tony's shirt, pulling him closer. He looked so pretty all desperate for Tony to fuck him, spreading him legs.
Tony ran a hand over his ass. He spread him open and spit, rubbing it into his hole with his thumb.
"Please," Peter moaned.
"Please what, baby?" Tony teased.
"Fuck me, please." Tony pushed his thumb inside and Peter whined like a slut.
"Are you sure? We could call one of your grindr daddy's instead?"
"Please, Tony," Peter begged. He looked gone, wrecked, like he could barely understand what Tony was saying.
He replaced his thumb with the head of his cock, pushing in, making them both moan. Peter grabbed his shoulders, whining desperately.
"That's my good boy," Tony breathed. "Take daddy's cock."
"Yes," Peter gasped. "Please daddy." He whispered as Tony gave him more, burying himself in Peter's little ass, trying desperately not to cum too soon but the boy was too pretty to hold out.
"You gonna be mine, Peter? Gonna let me fuck you whenever I call?"
"Yes, please please." His head fell back against the table and his hand wrapped around his cock. He stroked himself furiously, on the edge and drunk on Tony's cock.
"That's a good boy," Tony purred. "Gonna cum for me?"
"Yes-" Peter panted. "I'm- gonna cum-"
"Look at me," Tony ordered. Peter lifted his head. Their eyes met and a whining moan broke from his swollen lips. He came, splattering cum across his belly, his chest, a few drops landing on his own cheek.
"Fuck, Peter," Tony moaned. He squeezed hips, fucking into him deeper and finally letting go, letting himself cum in his ass.
Tony bent down. He ran his tongue up his belly, cleaning up the cum on his skin. Peter laughed and Tony smiled. He leaned down to kiss him. Peter's hands held the back of his head, holding him close. His knees squeezed Tony's hips.
Tony looked at him, face warm and pink, eyes wide, lashes wet. Peter bit his lip.
"You should uninstall that app..." Tony said innocently.
Peter gave him a smile that was all mischief. "You'll have to make sure I don't need it."
Since I havenât seen one of these floating around, I thought Iâd make a list of my personal favorite KyoKao fanfics. Â As always, this is a biased list and Iâm sure Iâm forgetting some wonderful stories, so feel free to message me with your choices and I will add them accordingly.
Written for @pparkerbingo for the prompt fill: MULTIPLE ORGASMS âĄ
âI-Iâm sorry, Daddy,â heâs not; Tony knows his son like the back of his hand, he knows if the kid is sincerely sorry, and judging by the twitch in Peterâs fingers and the small shifting from one foot to another, he knew the kid was bluffing.
âYou donât look like youâre sorry,â Tony says flatly, feigning disappointment as he stared at Peter, the boyâs eyes widening with fear and excitement. God. He made a slut out of his son, didnât he?
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Where Peter wears a slutty skirt and his dad does not approve.
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Tags: Incest, Parent/Child Incest, Daddy Kink, Dead Dove: Do Not EatMultiple Orgasms, Trans Peter Parker, Underage Sex, Overstimulation, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Cunnilingus, Just the Tip, Barebacking, Creampie, Light Dom/sub, Grooming, Peter Parker is Tony Stark's Biological Child
⥠special thanks to pep @papermacherainbow for initial reactions and final editing + beta-ing by Uncle J @starkerkitty âĄ
"How old are you again, kid?"Â
The Omega, whose cheeks are already flushed, reddens even more. He's emitting a scent that's making Tony's belly twist deliciously. Does he know what he's doing? Is he doing it on purpose? Is he trying to seduce Tony? Because he's totally getting it. Or maybe it's unconscious and it's just his Omega reacting to an Alpha who wants him?Â
"I am seventeen years old, Mr. Stark," he says timidly.Â
Tony's Alpha roars inside him. He clears his throat. "The legal age of consent in New York, huh?"Â
Steve coughs and hits Tony on the shoulder without any subtlety. "Tones! For God's sake!"Â
The kid now appears to have gotten into a bucket of scarlet red paint. Tony chuckles and winks at Peter, "I'm just pointing out a fact."Â
Which resulted in Peter tripping over his words before planting himself face-first onto the couch in the corner of the lab.
The alpha tried - and failed, drastically - not to notice the tight curve of the younger man's spine where it rose to his ass when he walked over to that corner of the room. He simply couldn't help it; Peter was everything in an omega that Tony's craved: beautiful, incredibly smart, submissive - but only to an extent - and with the most compact little body it made his mouth water.
He tried not to think about this as he laid one hand over the younger man's waist in comfort, crouching down to the side of the couch. Petting down his spine, he released soothing alpha pheromones, letting his scent pervade the little space and draw the omega out of the shell he'd mentally crawled into.
"C'mon, kid," he rumbled. "I know you're not that upset over anything happening with your project over there. What's up?"
Peter shuffled until his face was turned toward Tony, the rest of him still firmly planted between the billionaire's hand and the couch. His eyes were round and as doe like as ever, but the tilt in his brow screamed small and soft and sad. Tony's heart broke at it and he took his free hand and ran his fingers over the creases and frown lines until Peter's face lay smoothed out and more tranquil than it had been all afternoon.
"It's stupid," the teenager muttered, pressing his face into Tony's hand, rubbing at it with his cheek like a cat begging for pets. The older man barely withheld a chuckle at the action and instead ran his fingers through Peter's soft, fluffy curls.
"It can be stupid and still suck," Tony replied, tugging at a loose strand of hair. It made Peter arch his neck in a way that showed off his mating gland and oh there were those feelings he was trying more and more to tamp down. It was one thing to want to fuck a pliant little omega like Peter, but a whole other thing to want to claim him, mate him, breed him full of Stark pups.
Tony was a dirty old alpha and he really didn't need the reminder of what he couldn't - shouldn't - have.
"It's just - " Peter started before sighing and closing his eyes. A moment later they opened back up again and stared right through Tony's soul. "You probably don't wanna hear this especially from me but," the kid swallowed before his face firmed up in resolution. "I love you, Mr. Stark, and it just really, really sucks because you don't look at me like that and you don't have to - like I get it," he rolled his eyes at himself as though he wasn't actively sending every atom of Tony's existence into a supercollider, "I'm just some dumb kid you have to like babysit to make sure I don't die doing Spider-Man things. And - and," his voice hitched and wavered with building tears, "you're so kind to me like all the time like even right now and you take care of me and I can't help what I feel and - "
"Hey," Tony said softly, moving both hands to cradle Peter's face. "Shh, don't cry." He wiped away the tears that had built on the younger mans face with his thumbs, smoothing away the tracks until they were gone and he had a handful of soft, pretty omega.
"'M sorry, Mr. Stark," Peter hiccupped.
"There's nothing to be sorry about, kid," Tony shook his head, hands resuming their path of running through Peter's hair, soothing them both.
"I just don't wanna make you feel bad because of how I feel," Peter frowned. "I just didn't think I could hold it in any more after - after Flash said all that stupid stuff today about being a b-burden." Tony frowned and made a mental note to deal with whoever the hell this Flash kid was. "And even just telling you how I feel is gonna make it all awkward and - "
"Pete," Tony interrupted, every part of him finally aligning to do the one thing he's wanted to do for months. "You aren't a burden, kid, and you're not making anything awkward. You've got nothing to be sorry about."
"But - !" Peter started and Tony rolled his eyes playfully before ducking forward.
Their lips met in a kiss that was, without doubt, the best kiss Tony had ever given or received in his many years of life. Peter's lips were soft and plush, warm, and the scent of sour feelings and surprise quickly was overrun with arousal and pure unadulterated happiness. Almost immediately his delicate little throat let loose an omegan purr of contentment and Tony growled back, proud and possessive over the little thing in his arms.
He pushed himself until he was laying over the teenager, crowding him into the cushions of the couch, weighed down by Tony's larger, alpha form. Their kiss was turning from almost-innocent to downright sinful with their mouths opening, tongues pressing against each other in a dance as old as time.
Peter let out a little whine when Tony maneuvered them to where the younger mans legs were spread around Tony's hips and the alpha thrust down. He pulled back and let out a loud growl as he ground his hips into Peter's, the omega mewling out little sounds of pleasure. Pete tried to match the rhythm of Tony's grinding but was too inexperienced and blinded by pleasure to sync up so Tony ran a hand down to his hip and guided him.
"That's it, little omega," he panted, face pressed against Peter's mating gland as he breathed in the scent of happy, slick, yours. "Take what you need, sweetheart."
"Mr. - ah," Peter mewled, strong hands grasping at Tony's shoulders, hanging on for dear life. "Alpha, alpha, alpha," he panted, back arching as he finally found the right pace to rub his jean-clad cocklette and pussy over the bulge in Tony's slacks.
They both moaned when Tony's cock hooked into a slick indent in Peter's jeans and caused them to grind in place, the only thing stopping their coupling the barrier of their clothes.
"Pete," Tony panted, pressing the teens legs up and around to hook over his hips. He ground down again and again, the slick dripping from Peter's hole drenching his pants. He could feel it on his cock and the scent and knowledge of just how wet the kid was for him was driving him insane. "Fuck, so wet, baby. Is that all for me, huh, kid?"
"Yes - yes all for you, alpha," Peter panted, arching to allow Tony's cock to thrust deeper into the cradle of his thighs. He whined as his jeans stopped the older man from fucking too hard against him. "Need," he cried, tears of frustration gathering at the corners of his eyes. He was the prettiest thing Tony had ever seen.
"Can't - can't breed you yet, 'mega," Tony said, voice coming in huffs as he continued to thrust up into the sweet slick heat of Peter's most sensitive spot. Peter whined, long and low, his whole body begging to be breached and fucked and knotted. It pulled at Tony's heart and his knot started to swell like he was some teenaged pup ready to blow his load in his pants.
Might as well be, he thought, for all that Peter was driving him insane.
"Alpha, please," Peter cried. "Need - need - "
"Need alpha's cock?" Tony teased, rocking them together as tightly as he could. "Need to be bred, Petey?"
Peter let out a choked off moan as his head fell back, overwhelmed by the idea. "Yes, yes, yes," he agreed, rutting against Tony frantically. He was so close. "Need alpha's cock in me," he admitted, rushed, frantic. "Need his knot," he panted. Delirious with arousal and instinct, he said, "Wanna be bred full of his come, wanna give him - give him so many pups." He cut off with a moan when Tony thrust particularly viciously against his pussy.
For Tony's part, he was just as frantic with lust as Peter was. Hearing the omega, his omega beg for his knot, beg to be bred and become the mother of his pups was driving him insane. But he couldn't, not yet, wouldn't breed him until they were mated and they would be mated, he'd figure out a way how.
But until then -
He pulled back and Peter all but cried at the loss. "Shh, little omega," Tony said, hands moving to remove every piece of clothing covering his little mate. "It's okay, alpha's gonna take care of you." He threw Peter's shirt off first before his hands dexterously started unbuttoning and tugging down jeans and underwear.
"Please," Peter begged, legs colt-like and fumbling as he tried to help. Finally, he was completely naked before Tony's gaze and instead of covering himself like he always thought he might - the embarrassment of being naked a truly terrible thing - all he could think was to stretch out, spread out, show off for his alpha, his mate. Let him see what he owned and was about to mark up and make belong to him. He ran his hands over his flared hips and up to his flat chest, touching everywhere he wanted Tony to touch. "Please," he asked again, soft and full of want.
The billionaire leaned down again and kissed the teen full on the mouth, hands immediately roaming to everywhere he could touch. He tweaked the boy's nipples until he gasped, he ran calloused fingers over the sensitive flesh of his ribs and the soft skin of the inside of his thighs before finding his goal.
"Oh!" Peter exclaimed before dropping back into a deep moan.
Tony's fingers found the boy's cocklette and pussy and smoothed over the soft flesh with his hands before dipping a fingertip into his sopping went entrance. "Fuck," he grunted, Peter's hole was warm and more inviting than it had any right to be. "So fucking wet for me, baby," he said, dipping a second finger in when he realized how loose with arousal the boy was.
"All for you," Peter agreed, spreading his legs even wider, begging to be fucked by Tony's hand.
And fuck Tony did. He thrust both fingers fully into the boy who in turn let little ah, ah, ah noises as the alpha's fingers thrust in and out of him. He was already so incredibly close to coming it was insane.
"Please, alpha," he begged, grinding his hips down every time Tony thrust his thick fingers back into him. "Please, please, please."
"Gonna make you come, 'mega, don't you worry," Tony promised. His fingers were so drenched with slick it was amazing his hand hadn't just slid right out. And, god, thinking about all that hot liquid running over his knot was driving him insane. "C'mon now, pup," he said, crooking his fingers until Peter screamed. "Come for alpha, come on my hand, baby."
"Al - alphaaa," Peter cried, body tensing up and eyes rolling to the back of his head. He grabbed the arm of the couch behind his head and held on tightly as his orgasms crashed over him. He vaguely heard the snap of the wooden frame but truly could not care about it as waves upon waves of pleasure rushed over him.
Slowly, he came back down from his orgasm, feeling himself slumped against the couch cushions, crumbled couch arm held loose in his hand. He let go of the fabric and keened when he felt Tony swipe his whole hand up against Peter's pussy.
"Shh, Petey, just need - ah," the older man said. Peter cracked his eyes open to see Tony's cock finally free from his trousers and the older man's hand wrapped tight around it. His cock was glorious, thick and long and angry red at the tip, dripping precome as the billionaire wrapped his hand around it. He jacked himself off in quick, efficient strokes, the glide smooth with Peter's slick.
The teen shuddered, body trying and failing to rev back up because of the erotic image. Tony's eyes were trained between Peter's legs and, in a moment of confidence Peter didn't know he hand, the teen pulled the back of his thighs with both hands, tilting his hips and putting himself on full display for his alpha. "Fuck," Tony said, hips stuttering in their rhythm. He squeezed almost painfully tight against the knot at the base of his cock at then - hot streaks of come shot out, marking Peter from chest to pussy with wave after wave of alpha come. He let out an omegan purr again, happy and aroused and so fucking hot from the display of pure desire from his alpha.
After a few moments, both men had calmed down enough to clean up using one of the many rags from around the shop before curling up together on the couch. Peter, still naked, was pressed tightly against Tony's larger, warm form. For his part, Tony grabbed a blanket from the back of the couch and covered the both of them, wrapping his arms around his little mate.
"Gonna mate you, kid," he promised lowly, leaving a kiss to soft, brown curls.
"Oh, alpha," Peter sighed in contentment. He tucked his head against Tony's mating gland and laved it with his tongue, breathing in the happiness in the air.
Tony fucking Peter against the door with May right outside.
Wrath by @khalixascorner (E)
Alpha SIM Tony seeing his pregnant Omega soulmate, Peter, get slapped in front of him and what happens next.Â
Games We Play by the-mad-starker (E) (Incest)
Omega Peter pretends to be asleep while his alpha father Tony pretends he doesn't notice.
Come to the Bower by greenteeth (T)
âI hate Tony Stark.â Peter said, making dramatic mournful eyes at the camera in his laptop.
âRight.â MJ sighed.
âI do.â Peter muttered obstinately.
Ned nodded sympathetically. âWith his stupid hair and his stupid tech.â
âAnd his stupid bower.â MJ continued.
Wet by vx2 (E)
âAre you nuts?â Tony said instead of answering and Peter was about to throw a fit if he tossed one more rhetorical question his way. Seeming to sense it, his expression turned more somber. âPeter, you getting wet for me is hot. World War 3 inducing, irretrievably hot, baby.â
Peter couldnât help but be a little dubious. âYeah, but itâs likeâŠâ he wrinkled his nose, voice going soft, âKinda gross sometimes.â
âMaybe to an omega,â Tony conceded, but now he was the one looking dubious. âBut to an alpha? Babydoll, not to get primal, because I hate that traditional gender conforming stuff as much as you do, but you have to know all we want is for an omega to be wet and squirming over our knot. Iâm included in that category.â
Peter couldnât help but blush at Tonyâs vulgarity. If he kept talking like that Peter was going to get very, very wet, very soon.
Full by vx2 (E)
âIâm sure.â Peter said with conviction. âI want you to fuck me full, please.â
barefoot and pregnant by vx2 (E)
âSo youâre-â
âTony,â Peter said, his eyes getting watery. âIâm pregnant.â
First Undercover Mission by Escape_April (E)
Peter is excited he gets to go on his first ever mission for The Avengers, he wouldnât even think of turning down the opportunity. The fact that this mission is with none other than his mentor Tony Stark just makes him even more excited. However excitement quickly turns to nerves as Tony presents him to his old social life and work.
Be my Alpha, Daddy by stuckyonylover (E) (Incest)
Tony knew the moment his son was born that he was his mate. Despite this knowledge he had nothing but fatherly feelings for the boy. Yet as Peter grew up, he began to see his dad differently. When a teenage Peter tries to seduce his Alpha, Tony freaks out and sends him to live with his Aunt.
Now that Peter, in his freshman year of college, is back home, can they be more than just a father and son? Because the boy really just wants his Alpha.
The Mistakes we Make by Alphinss (E)
For once Tony wakes up not remembering anything and itâs not due to alcohol. No. Itâs due to an omega in heat and a newly formed boding bite heâd just left on the young manâs neck.
vanilla and cherries by mmaximilian (E)
âAlpha,â Peter whines, âstop teasing me.â
Tony makes a noise from deep within his throat, allowing Peter to feel it on his sensitive sex.
He smiles, wicked almost as he revels in the torture he brings Peter, âI will do as I please.â
All I see (is you) by Jessiikaa15 (E)
After saving the universe from the Mad Titan, Alpha Tony Stark is content to live his life as he is with the happiness he's carved out for himself with the help of the people around him.
A trip to Malibu makes him realise that there may be more to life he's missing out on and it comes in the form of his favourite Omega, Peter Parker.
(Basically, Tony is the most oblivious person in the universe and Rhodey would like everyone to know that he did not sign up for this... Peter is just happy Tony got there eventually)
Sweet and Sour by spidey_sins (E)
No one was immune to the charms of Tony Stark.
And Peter was just like most other omegas.
Except that he was also Tonyâs personal assistant and closest friend.
Internal by Anonymous (E)
Whatever the opposite of favoritism is, thatâs how Mr Stark treats him.
The Internship by hazel_lannister (E)
Peter is working for Tony to help pay for college when Tony invites him to live at the tower so he doesn't have to commute as much or pay for a place. Tony struggles with his feelings of attraction for the dorky, adorable young intern while Peter lusts after his mentor and idol of many years. And then Peter's heat hits.
Red Faced by chokememrstark (E)
Peter finds one of Tony's hoodies in the lab and falls victim to the Alpha's scent once more. But this time he's alone and much to his surprise, Jarvis has some interesting thoughts about what he's doing.
Sweet & Spice by starkmeknot (E) (Underage)
Tony holds his breath and doesnât catch the rest of what Happy says. The only word that lands is âomegaâ. And suddenly Tony can no longer keep the alpha in him at bay. It roars to life with the confirmation that Peter is perfect and perfectly poised to be his mate.
Jason has had enough of Gotham and the bats in it. After kicking Joker's ass in a brutal fight last night, the bats LECTURED him on being destructive and dangerous, a menace to society. Instead of apologizing for not helping, they yelled as if it was his fault Joker bombed the museum full of high school kids. Thank god Spider-man was there to help, which is also weird, or there would have been serious casualties.
Packing his shit, Jason heads to New York for a well-deserved vacation. He stops at a little deli for lunch and sees the most handsome guy standing in line, who also looks a little familiar. Jason's mission now is to get that guy's number and to find out why he has the exact same gash on his arm as Spider man.
Peter loved to dance but ever since he joined the Team he just doesn't have the time for it anymore. A few months later Peter is working out in the Avengers gym when he spots a door off to the side. Curiosity getting the better of him he opens it, revealing what looks like a dance studio. "F.R.I.D.A.Y what is this place?" " This is Ms. Romanoff's dance studio unfortunately she's never used it" Peter smiled at the thought of dancing again.
Buckys noticed Parker disappearing for hours at a time and decides to investigate...by following him. Bucky watches Peter dance and is mesmerized by his form and grace. Mid spin Peter spots Bucky and fumbles, would have fallen on his face if it weren't for Bucky catching him. His face bright red, before he can even think of what to say Bucky gives him a knee weakening smile "Hey doll, need a partner?"
