something about mommy kink but with omega tony just yeah
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something about mommy kink but with omega tony just yeah
WinterIronSpider Prompt:
Peter wants to bang his two favorite professors, and the feeling is definitely reciprocated
Tony - Peter always looks like a cozy wet dream, like morning sex, when he slips into Tony’s lecture hall. He never sits in the same place, but Tony finds him unerringly. Every time their eyes connect, Peter smiles, a small, sweet thing--and Tony wants to slip his hands under whatever oversized sweater the kid’s wearing that day, thinks about tugging down those leggings and imagines how warm-soft Peter would feel against his palms, how good Peter would look with marks sucked into his skin and finger-shaped bruises on his hips. Peter rarely approaches Tony directly, but when he does he stands just a little too close, enough that Tony can smell the faint scent of roses or lavender, close enough Tony can see the faint sheen of shimmering makeup on his lids. They’re playing a silent game of cat and mouse, and even though Tony knows he’ll be the one pinning and pushing and fucking, he’s sure they both know Peter’s the hunter.
Bucky - Peter is Bucky’s doll. His babydoll, his angel, his sweet thing (Bucky’s never actually said any of it out loud; but he thinks Peter might know, anyway). The kid brings Bucky tea and some kind of sugary breakfast thing almost every class, smiles and says ‘Good morning, Professor Barnes’ soft and quiet and still a little tired. Bucky can never help but imagine the words murmured across a pillow, a greeting after a night spent twined in each other. Peter’s blush brings out his freckles, the little smattering across the bridge of his nose and cheekbones; Bucky watches him go to his seat right there in the front, and he spends the entire lecture wondering if those freckles are scattered across Peter’s shoulders, too, where Bucky could trace constellations across sleep-warm skin.
Peter - Professor Barnes and Professor Stark both look at Peter like they’re going to eat him alive. Peter isn’t sure which is going to cave first, but he’s not too picky about it; he’s going to have both of them.