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"Some got on my lip and I licked it. But it just tasted like...."
He groaned at the feel of a slicked up finger at his hole. He panted softly as his head fell to the side.
Peter had never been so aroused. His already rock hard cock was leaking precum. He slipped a hand into his own hair as he gently rocked his hips against his boyfriend's finger.
"Aiden...I have toys...one finger isn't going to break me."
Aiden couldn't help but smirk as he felt Peter's legs wrapping around his waist, causing him to wrap his arms around him so he would fall as they made their way towards his bedroom, still kissing before Aiden let Peter fall onto his bed.
He couldn't help but admire him as he began to strip off his clothes, which wasn't a first for him and was happy it wouldn't be the last.
"I think that I should, unless you want to." He smirked as he stripped off his clothes, leaving them in a pile before getting onto the bed to kiss him once more.
"I could have you all night." He whispered.
The idea of Aiden topping him, filled him with a thrill. His legs spread for the vampire. His heart pounded in his chest.
"Then have me all night. The city can survive without Spider-man for a night."
He hoped.
He lay back, looking up at his boyfriend.
"Lube is in the drawer. It's vanilla scented. Not flavored."
He's rock hard already.
"I need to feel your cock inside me, Aiden. I need you to take me."
Aiden didn't want the kissing to stop, he adored the feeling of his lips against his own, he wanted more and more of him. The feeling of his breath against his neck sent chills through his whole body.
"I want you too, I need you." He whispered, running a hand down to grab his ass. "Right here and now." He added, biting his lip at the pleasure building up inside of him.
A needy whine came from Peter as he jumped a bit, resulting in his legs wrapped around Aiden's waste.
"Bedroom. Now."
Their cocks were aligned the way they were right now, and each step caused delicious friction...until Peter fell back on the bed.
"Who tops?"
He's already struggling out of his clothes.
"Fuck..."
Once they're off and he's naked...which takes a moment, he reaches over to Aiden.
"Get over here."
open to: all ! plot: we were childhood best friends until that one fight that ruined everything between us .
zaire almost turns back around the second he spots them across room. he should've known better by now. even then, their social circle was small and there was always the opportunity they'd cross paths sooner. he shoves his hand into his pockets, stopping a few feet away from them. "well," he laughs humorlessly. "i always imagined what'd it be like if we ran into each other again. and weirdly, none of those versions involved yelling."
"I'm tired of yelling."
Zaire...
The man had been friends with him and Ned back in the day. But after the spider bite. After Uncle Ben...
Zaire hadn't come to the funeral. In fact, it seemed like for months, Zaire had avoided him. So when they finally met up again, it was a fight that separated Peter and Ned from their third amigo.
But now Ned was Hobgoblin, causing chaos. Aunt May was dead. Peter was the chosen Heir of Stark Industries; adopted by Tony Stark himself...
So much had changed.
And fuck, he really wished he could get drunk. But only Asgardian Mead worked on him and that was not available at a normal function like this.
"How have you been?"
While openly into men...he had never actually had sex with one. The idea of Aiden being his first was intoxicating.
He pulled from the kiss for air, and panted softly against the vampires' neck.
"Fuck...Aiden..."
He slowly rocked his hips against the vampire's thigh.
"I want you. More than I've ever wanted anything."
open starter: m/f/nb, 25+ // opposite: Florian Cassian Rosethorn plot: Y/M is trying to get into the hot new nightclub, SOLMARA, but has to get Florian’s approval to reach the level of the club they’re interested in - and a pretty face isn’t enough.
“Why do you think you’re deserving of the VIP levels? Confidence is sexy, so sell your story,” Florian instructed, looking at them and waving a hand as if to say ‘well? on with it’. “I’m only penalizing you for the wasting of my time,” he rolled his eyes in impatient exasperation.
Peter was confused.
Did this man not know who he was?
He was Peter Parker-Stark. Adopted son of Tony Stark and he had just recently come out as Spider-Man. He was a member of The Avengers and leader of Team Red which also consisted of Daredevil and...Deadpool. Which...Wade could be a bit much.
"I'm Spider-Man, for one. And wouldn't it look good to have a known Avenger on your VIP list? Or are you worried it would be a bad image?"
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Any of my muses would be super interested.
"Well they are like the Vampire Diaries ones, but have a lot more sex and sometimes it can get a bit rough and possibly involves biting." He explained, smiling softly as he rubbed his thumb against his cheek.
"I think that I can handle that, my boyfriend Spider-Man, it has a nice ring to it." He chuckled softly, leaning in to the kiss, while the first one had been gentle, he deepened this one, keeping their bodies pressed against one another.
He moaned softly into the kiss, shivering as he felt himself getting hard. He wanted Aiden, but was it too soon? They had only just gotten together.
He let his body guide him...and worked open Aiden's pants before slowly slipping his hand inside, stroking at Aiden's cock.
muse: elijah bennett, barista, mid twenties.
open to: m
plot: your muse just told elijah that there is no future for them together.
„ i get it, okay ? i heard you loud & clear. we can’t be something. but now i‘m asking you, just completely theoretical: if we could, what would you want us to be ?“
"What would I want? Oh, Ellie. I would want everything."
Peter's heart aches.
"But there are things that keep us apart. Things I have kept from you. Things that would put you in danger. I love you Ellie. I love everything about you and I doubt I'll ever find another like you. But I can't...risk you."
He closed his eyes and looked away, tears falling.
"But I'm Spider-Man. And if that ever gets out...then you're in danger. And as it is...being the boyfriend of Peter Stark has already put you in danger."
He took a deep breath.
"A letter was delivered to the tower. A death threat against you."
Aiden couldn't help but let a small chuckle escape from his lips as Peter mentioned the kinds of vampires he could be. While Aiden loved the Anne Rice vampires, he was glad he wasn't that type.
"Closer to the Vampire Diaries kind, can eat and drink like a normal person, have a ring to let me be in sunlight. But I'm more of the True Blood kind when it comes to sex." He couldn't help but smirk at him.
"You're okay with having a vampire for a boyfriend?" He asked, moving a hand to caress Peter's cheek.
"I only know Anne Rice and Vampire Diaries. What are the True Blood ones when it comes to sex?"
He's very curious.
But then Aiden is caressing his cheek and he feels like he's fucking melting. He shivers and presses in closer to Aiden.
"Vampire boyfriend? Only if you can deal with having a Spider-Man for a boyfriend."
And then, leaning in, he captured Aiden's lips again.
"I've been alone all my life."
Which was only half true. He had Rhodey to confide in and talk to sometimes, most times Rhodey was in a different time zone though, and even though that was his best friend, he couldn't stand dumping all of his problems onto him, or anyone for that matter. Which is why he kept his feelings and his issues to himself.
"Some of my problems are meant to be mine and mine alone."
"If you ever need someone to listen...I...I need you to know that I'm here. Okay?"
He moved to kneel in front of Tony. He didn't care who saw.
"I'm here for you. As a friend. As a confidant. As whatever you need me to be. After all...you've listened to my problems for years."
He chuckled softly.
"And if I feel I can come to you for anything then I want you to feel the same for me."
open to anyone.
🎸✌🏻 —— "Okay, see, I'm generous. Benevolent, even. Instead of going on about how wrong you were just now — and you were. Absolutely wrong. Just... Just wrong, I'm gonna extend to you the opportunity to think over what you said and...revise that. Y'know. Make you realize the error of your ways and switch sides and shit. That's what I'm gonna do. What are you gonna do? I'll wait."
Peter snorted.
A lab accident had sent him back in time. And he had found himself here. In Hawkins.
Of course the 'gang' had freaked out when he literally fell through the sky and landed before them. Spider-Man. Falling from the sky. A comic book character in the here and now. This place where he was. An alternate reality.
"Not going to change it. I think you're adorable. And I get that this...place...isn't as progressive as where I come from when people can say that to people of the same gender. But yea. Eddie. I think you are adorable."
"More along the lines of something more than a mutant." He admitted, although he knew some mutants some choosing music as their professions.
He knew that he would be safe telling Peter since he had opened up to Aiden, it wouldn't be fair for him to keep secrets from Peter. "Yeah I guess that you're right about that. But promise you won't freak out."
Aiden took a deep breath and closed his eyes, opening them once again to show bright red eyes. "Surprise...I'm a vampire." He admitted biting his lip with his fangs as he felt how hard Peter was against him.
"A vampire? Like...Anne Rice vampires who can't actually have sex or...because right now that is the only thing I can see being an issue."
He's blushing, because the fangs are hot and turning him on further.
"Or like...the Vampire Diaries vampires who have so much sex it's funny."
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| muse: Tony Stark | open to: anyone, canon or oc | sexuality: pansexual | suggested connections: another Avenger, X-Men, a hero or anti-hero, go for it, have fun
“Whoa whoa whoa,” Tony lifted his hands and made a rewinding motion, “Back up–what?” He sat forward in his chair and held his breath for the answer, “Just, run that by me again, my hearing is not all that fantastic anymore.” He joked dryly.
"I'm gay, Tony. And...I've kind of been in love with you for years."
Peter is twenty five now. A man.
"You were my big gay awakening and...well..."
He chuckled slowly.
"Those untraceable, faceless nudes and videos you've been getting have been from me."
Aiden was taken aback for a moment, he had been unsure of what was going to happen, but the feeling of Peter's lips against his own was a very pleasant surprise. He couldn't help but pull him as close as he possibly could, letting one of his arms wrap around his waist as they kissed.
He could feel the excitement growing deep inside of him, wanting to be with Peter on more than just a kissing level. He had already seen Peter changing and the image of his body hidden underneath his clothes had never left his mind.
He felt him pull away from the kiss, but his hand kept the two together, just with their mouths inches away from one another.
"I want to be yours, forever." He whispered. "But there's something you should know about me."
"Are you a mutant or something? Because that is not an issue, I assure you."
It would be kind of weird if it was, considering that Peter was technically considered 'enhanced' due to the spider bite that gave him powers.
"I mean, I can already tell that you're stronger than a normal person. Your grip isn't...normal for your body type."
He blushed.
They were still so close.
And Peter could feel himself getting hard.
( open muse from jack! — a brand new muse! a nudist villain with a strong power. any submissive human/superhero/supernatural are welcome! )
Jack was doing another campaign speech in the middle of a relatively small stadium in the park. Many people began gravitating towards the area where they listened. Jack is not like a lot of politicians. He’s the first nudist to run for public office. It’d be nice if he ran for President, too, but this was just the first step. “Let’s make this world more open to our sexual tendencies, and not be ashamed or embarrassed by our lustful desires,” he spoke as he walked around the platform. His massively large, hardened cock was growing by the spectators eyes upon it. “I can help you achieve those goals.“ Standing in front of the crowd, he reaches down for his large shaft, giving it a quick tug. From his nude, muscular body, a rush of pheromones began to exhume from his skin, releasing ever so quickly into the warm breeze and caressing into the skin of others who are in his general vicinity. They were in a welcoming daze, their eyes lost from their will. This turned the nudist on, stroking even more faster. Not until he witnessed someone who was not quite in that daze just yet. He quickly saw as he looked towards their direction. “Well, well. Someone needs a little more insight to my vision.”
Peter Parker Stark is best known for getting images of Spider-Man. Which makes him wonder why no one has figured out as of yet that he is Spider-Man. Seriously, he had been adopted by Tony Stark when he was seventeen. Why had no one figured it out that he was also a hero?
But he worked on getting images for the Stark Enterprises run media outlet, and...well...he found himself here today.
He was, however, completely unaffected by the pheromones being let off. He could smell something strange in the air, and his senses were going haywire like there was danger. He knew exactly where it was coming from as well. The nude man on stage with the...very...large...erection.
Now, Peter was openly gay. Had been for quite some time. He had even ridden on Pride floats.
And though the pheromones did nothing to him...the sight before him had his mouth watering.
Twenty four year old Peter Parker wanted to choke on this man's cock.
He took a step back, senses telling him he might very well be in danger.
"To be fair, sir; with my father running for the same position you are...makes you the competition."
"I am a God. Yes, worship." He repeated in an amused, if slightly exasperated smile, before his attention was drawn to the stew and that fresh bread waiting for him at the table.
"I'll give you that it smells good." He began in his assessment as he slipped from the counter where he'd made himself at home to round it, to the table where he pulled up a chain to sit now for the sake of food- and it truly did smell good, almost enough se to make his stomach growl.
He didn't rush of course, never rushed his food, always the finest manners and control, taking a moment to tuck a section of hair back behind his own ear out of the way, and to ensure his chair was properly tucked beneath the table before he finally picked up the spoon with a nod of thanks. He made sure to get a little of everything in that first bite, a little broth, some of the meat, the vegetables and potato, the broth-swollen grains of barley, slipping it between his lips to chew-- and ah, it did taste like home.. He chewed slowly, savoring- perhaps not quite as deep, earthy in flavor as the stew that on occasion used to graze the evening tables on Asgard, but certainly close enough, its sister in taste.
"..You are an impressively good cook, Pietro.." He conceded through a pleased sigh as his spoon dipped back in for a little more, a brief smile turned the other's way.
Pietro had waited for Loki's verdict before he slowly tucked into his own food. The softest of smiles came to his lips.
"When I couldn't walk, I could still cook. And having a child who is growing...well she required proper nutrition so I learned how to cook to her tastes as well."
He's proud of himself as he takes his first bite. The meat is tender. Everything cooked perfectly.
"Loki...on Asgard...what sort of things do people do on dates? That is...when courting someone? If that is the term that is used. I would like to take you out somewhere. A place where we can have fun and get to know one another. But I want to do it in a way that honors you and your people's traditions."
