Okay guys, this is the first thing I ever wrote in English, so don't expect much. I had this idea for a single "scene" (?) and needed to write it, so if you are an author and you like the idea feel free to use it in a fic or sth (please tag me I want to read it)
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- And daddy's home - Tony walked through the lab door not aware that he wasn't alone
- Hi Mr. Stark! - Peter showed his head from behind one of the robots
- Oh God, you scared the living shit out of me! - Tony put his hand on the reactor, actually terrified by Peter's presence
He walked up to him and stared at the pieces of metal laying around on the table. Stark wondered what te boy was up to this time.
- So "daddy" huh? - Peter asked while smiling more to himself than to the older man
- And now I regret saying that - billionaire rolled his eyes while watching Peter's playful expression
The younger one walked up to the table and sat on it.
- You don't regret it
- I do
- You don't
- Okay, I don't - the older man admitted as his lips turned into a smirk
- Just what I thought daddy - Peter said and bit his bottom lip
His cheeks turned pink. He totally didn't think it through but there was no going back now. He said it.
Stark was dumbfounded by that comment.
- Pardon me? - his left eyebrow went up
- You heard what I said
A sudden wave of confidence hit Peter right then and there.
Anthony turned back to him.
- Don't play with fire unless you wanna get burned mr. Parker - his voice was serious
- And what if I want to get burned mr. Stark?
God the kid was impossible. He had no idea what that kind of talking did to Tony. The man walked up to Peter and looked him dead in the eye
- Then call me that again. - he challenged his mentee, gave him the last chance to change his mind
- Daddy? - and that's what did it
Suddenly Tony's lips were on Peter's. He kissed the boy hungrily, like there was nothing to lose. He didn't care. The boy was his.
His right hand landed on Peter's hip. He squeezed it gently causing the younger one to make an angelic sound Tony wished he could hear more often.
The kiss started to feel more tender, they slowed down. Now there was no rush, only gentle brushes of their lips.
Tony opened his eyes. He wanted to see, he wanted to remember. Peter was perfect. In every single way Tony could think of.
- Mr. Stark... please - his voice was quiet and soft, one of his hands went to billionaire's hair and the other one grabbed his bicep
- Please what Peter? - Tony whispered into younger man's ear - What do you want me to do baby?
Parker moaned softly as Tony's hand went under his shirt.
- Fuck, i don't know, just... just touch me mr. Stark, please... daddy - he begged and pushed his hips forward trying to find some friction.
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And I am sorry if this is shit
