Peter falls asleep in the lab after pulling an all-nighter, so when Tony finally looks up from whatever he's tinkering with and notices, he tries to wake him up. He ends up half-walking half-carrying Peter to his room, and while he's setting him down on the bed already planning to go back in the lab, Peter loops an arm around Tony's neck and pulls him into bed, effectively wrapping himself around him. Tony absolutely doesn't have the heart to pull away, so he 'decides' to go to sleep as well.
Turns out, that's the best way to get Tony Workaholic Stark to sleep once every two-to-three days.
Peter is on his way home from work when he sees a little black kitten in the streets. He immediately goes to pick it up and carries it to the sidewalk where it is safe.
"Now where do you belong to, little kitty?", he says as he places the cat back on the ground. But instead of sitting down, the cat walks up to the door of the little book shop that Peter is standing in front of.
"Is this your home? Let's go in and check."
Peter pushes the door open and the sound of the bell makes the owner of the shop appear in the front area. "There you are Mr Jarvis, I was already looking everywhere for you! Thank you for bringing him home. Can I invite you for a coffee or a hot chocolate as a thanks?"
Peter doesn't know what to say to that at first because he just keeps starring at the handsome man that's is crouching down in front of him to pet the kitten Peter just saved. This amazing man is asking him out?
"Hot chocolate would be nice", Peter finally says, blushing when he realises how breathless he sounds. And it seems like the fact also doesn't go unnoticed by the bookshop owner, who smiles at him as he is standing up again.
"Good. I open the bookshop later tomorrow, so we can meet in the little bistro on the corner. 10am is fine for you?"
Peter only manages to nod, a shy smile forming on his lips at the kind and attentive look the man is giving him. "Sounds good. Let's see each other tomorrow then."
Before he can do anything stupid, Peter goes back to the door, casting a quick look at the small kitten that brought him here, before opening it. "My name is Peter by the way", be says before leaving the shop.
Tony Stark has tried all of life’s pleasures. He spent most of his early adult life either drunk, high, gambling, driving fast cars, having hot one-night stands, threesomes, you name it and he’s tried it.
But at the humble age of 52, Tony has come to the realisation that the absolute best feeling in the entire world is to lie in bed with his boyfriend, Peter, and hold him close while kissing his hair and mumbling sweet things to him while Peter in a sleepy haze mumbles back quietly about how much he loves Tony, and shuffles impossible closer to Tony to get more cuddles, and Tony squeezing him tighter because this boy is his entire universe and more 🥺
What if Peter's metabolism burnt through his energy from sleeping the same way it does food. So for Peter a whole 6 hours of school is like 18 hours, so he takes little naps. When Peter goes to Tony's for his internship, Tony is still in a meeting, and Peter is SO tired and Tony's MIT hoodie is on the couch. Tony gets back and is greeted by the sight of an adorable sleep rumpled Peter with sweater paws making grabby hands for cuddles, because Tony is warm. Tony and Peter curl up on the couch while Tony does paperwork on his StarkPad, although this devolves into Tony watching Peter sleep. When Peter wakes up, his sweater paws are rubbing his eyes, his face is flushed, and curls are ruffled, and he smiles so sweetly when he sees Tony. Tony just loses it at how cute Peter is and kisses him. This becomes tradition, every afternoon Peter will steal one of Tony's hoodies/sweatshirts and just curl up next to Tony, or on Tony's lap, and when he wakes up Tony covers his face in little kisses. It’s their tradition for the rest of their lives together.
Avengers babysits Morgan or ben while Tony and peter go on a date during valentines day
AN: Hey nonnie - sorry this took so long! I hope you all enjoy this fluff. I decided to go with the new/younger avengers for this, as I thought they'd find babysitting more of a handful.
PSA - I envisage Ben at about 12 month's here and this is written very tongue in cheek - babies aren't capable of this kind of manipulation, but they do understand a lot more going on around them than most folk give them credit for.
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CW: It's just fluff. Alternating POV.
Ben gurgled and smacked his sippy-cup against the side of his playpen. Three pairs of eyes turned to regard him and his mouth opened in a gummy smile at the attention. He was less happy when Dadda snapped his fingers at his new audience, drawing their attention away.
“So, we’re going to Rezdôra, and we should be back by 11pm. He has his bath at 7.30pm, water temp should be 98.6 degrees, and don’t forget Ducky. Then he can have his bottle whilst one of you reads him some stories.”
Tony counted the points off on his fingers.
“Don’t forget to burp him, ensure his sleeping bag is properly fastened and then turn on his singing night light. If you’re lucky, he’ll drift off during the stories, but don’t worry if he doesn’t. He generally goes to sleep fairly quickly after. Oh, and…”
Peter walked up behind his husband, wrapping his arms around the older man’s waist.
“Tony, stop fretting. They’ll be fine. Ben will be fine. It’s only a few hours. And it’s not like it’s the first time we’ve left him.”
Tony turned in the embrace, raising an eyebrow as he regarded Peter.
“Yes, but the first time it was May who had him, and last time it was Clint and Laura. They know what they’re doing with babies.”
“Hey!” Yelena’s outraged cry had the two men turning. “I’m right here, you know. If you’re that worried that Kate, Joaquín and I can’t handle this, why did you ask us?”
Tony opened his mouth, but was stopped from speaking by Peter clapping his hand over his mouth.
“I don’t think you ought to answer that, honey. Come on. Let’s say goodbye to our Bubba and get going, or we’re going to be late, and I’ve been looking forward to this evening-out for months. Months, I tell you.”
Taking the lead, Peter pulled away from Tony and crossed to the playpen. Reaching down he heaved the wriggling and smiley little boy into his arms.
“Hey, Bubba. Dadda and Papa are going out for a while, but Auntie Yelena, Auntie Kate and Uncle Quín are gonna look after you and pop you to bed. You be a good boy, yes?”
Ben burbled and took hold of a handful of Peter’s curly hair and tugged on it.
What was Papa wearing? He should be getting his bath ready.
Peter winced, but smiled at his son and pressed kisses to the chubby neck in front of him, blowing raspberries and making Ben laugh. Tony crossed the floor, tutting, and plucked the boy out of his husband’s arms.
“Peter, don’t wind him up so close to bedtime. He’s supposed to be calm and winding down.”
He reclined the baby in his arms, running a finger tip down the small nose. With his caramel eyes, and messy chocolate locks, Ben really was the spitting image of his Papa.
“Dadda will see you later, Benny baby. Miss you already.”
Ben looked up at him, quizzically. Dadda was also dressed strangely. He didn’t like this…
Tony could feel the prickling of tears in his eyes as he looked down at his precious boy. Yelena walked over to him, and Tony reluctantly passed his baby over. He gave her a weak smile as she jiggled her precious armful.
“Don’t worry, Stark. We will take good care of this little one. We’ll see you in a few hours. Now, go. Scram.”
It took a further ten minutes for her, Kate and Joaquín to actually ‘shoo’ the couple out of the door, but finally Peter and Tony were gone. Ben watched with wide eyes.
This was different…
Kate sat down on the plush penthouse sofa with a sigh, next to Yelena, who was bouncing Ben on her knee.
“He’s so cute!” Kate leant forward and tickled the adorable little boy under his chin, causing him to giggle. Joaquín strode out from the bathroom, drying his hand on a towel.
“The bath water’s ready, and I’ve triple-checked the temperature.”
Kate stood, slapping her palms onto her jeans clad thighs.
“Right, let’s get on with it. There’s three of us and one of him. How hard could this be?
Ben babbled to himself. They had no idea…
At 11.15pm the elevator doors opened and Tony practically dashed out, followed by Peter, who had a wry smile on his face and was shaking his head in amusement. Tony stopped short in the main living area, expecting to see the three babysitters taking up residence on the sofas.
“Where on earth are they? I swear, if they’ve left him alone I’ll…..”
Peter took hold of Tony’s hand, uncurling the fist that had started to form.
“FRIDAY, where are our guests? I’d like to stop Tony from having an aneurysm.”
“They are all in Master Ben’s room, sirs.”
Tony hurried along the hall, Peter following leisurely along behind, his hands thrust in his pants pockets. However, as Tony rushed into his son’s room, he stopped short, taking in the chaotic scene in front of his eyes.
There was baby powder everywhere. Several clean, but screwed up diapers were strewn across the floor, in the vague vicinity of the nappy bin and three or four damp towels littered the path from the bathroom to the nursery. Ducky looked up from between the folds of one of them.
Ben giggled from his cot, beaming up at his parents, his chubby hands wrapped around his empty milk bottle. Peter bypassed his shocked husband, tip-toeing through the carnage, and lifted the boy from his cot.
“What did you do, mister? You broke the babysitters, didn’t you?”
A raspberry was the response from the little boy, but Peter thought he looked very pleased with himself.
He retreated from the room, Ben in his arms, and dragged Tony with him, quietly trying not to wake Kate, Yelena and Joaquín, who were dead to the world, surrounded by books and cuddly toys. Joaquín was crashed out in the nursing chair, a dirty burp cloth on his shoulder, and Yelena was leaning against the opposite wall, Kate draped over her legs.
Ben giggled again. His plan had worked perfectly - he’d won the battle against the ‘not Dadda and Papa’, and he got to sleep with them tonight.
This includes the first four drabbles that I've posted here (edited though to fit my fanfic writing style versus a drabble style) plus two new extras to be a 5+1.
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Peter tries his best to survive the stressful world of wedding planning, to the annoyance of his fiance.
OR
Five times Peter makes TikTok videos and one time Tony Stark does.
One
Peter and TikTok had a love affair for the ages. He had very occasionally posted, following the trends, but mostly, he just scrolled. It didn’t stop him from gaining a mass amount of followers, but he attributed that to his new fiance.
Fiance.
The engagement went public that morning and Peter’s been scrolling on his phone ever since, watching the reactions. As expected, some were good, some were bad, but he refused to let himself stress over it all day. Eventually he just switched over to TikTok for a more mindless scrolling experience. He was immediately trapped - his algorithm only took ten minutes to find out that he was engaged and refused to show him anything other than engagement and wedding content. Peter wasn’t too upset about it though. If anything, he used it as an excuse to find any kind of trend he could do with Tony. It had to be something that required very little effort on Tony’s part, considering he thought TikTok (and Peter’s addiction to it) was ridiculous.
He knew immediately after finding the “Make His Pockets Hurt” trend that it was the one. He didn’t even hesitate to plan and was filming within fifteen minutes. He didn’t expose his plan to Tony, both of them just sitting on the sofa on their own phones. Peter’s feet were in Tony’s lap and they had both been quiet for the last few minutes. That was until the sound bites of Peter’s TikTok filled the room.
The clip started with the palm of Peter’s left hand, only the back of the silver band on his wedding finger visible. There was a voiceover going, “He could’ve proposed with a ring pop but my heart went-” The voiceover changed and Peter flipped his hand over as the line, “make his pockets hurt” played from some song. Tony had indeed gone overboard with the ring. The ring and settings themselves were made with the metal from the original arc reactor. The diamond was the Oppenheimer blue. Over $50 million and Tony went and practically destroyed the thing because he knew that Peter didn’t like square diamonds.
Peter wasn’t exactly sure how he was ever supposed to leave the tower again with something that expensive on his hand but he definitely wasn’t ready to approach the topic of getting something cheaper.
The TikTok video didn’t end with Peter’s ring though. Peter moved the camera from his hand, up towards Tony to get his reaction. The older man just gave him an unamused look before raising an eyebrow.
“It’ll take a lot more than that to make mine hurt, baby boy.”
He captioned it, “Tell me that you just got engaged to a billionaire without telling me you just got engaged to a billionaire.”
Two
Peter’s first TikTok went viral within an hour. It hadn’t been the first ring reveal - that had been done during their Instagram announcement the morning they announced their engagement. There had been plenty of photos from the event the night before and Peter hadn’t hesitated to do a cheesy ring shot.
The popularity came from the novelty of it all - a celebrity as big as Tony Stark getting broadcasted in silly TikTok videos by their fiance was unheard of. Peter Parker had already won over the public’s hearts by posting photos of Tony asleep and drooling on his pillow so this was just the icing on the cake. Peter was certainly ready to try again. He just didn’t know what to do so he went back to scrolling and trusted the algorithm to give him something good.
He landed on the “Bills, Bills, Bills’ trend.
Peter set up the camera in the lab after they had both been working down there for a couple hours. They’d been working on separate things, both in their own little worlds while enjoying each other’s company, so Tony hadn’t even noticed when Peter had set up his phone to film behind him.
In the video, Tony was sitting at the workbench in a tank top, sweating lightly as he worked on an Iron Man suit. He wasn’t paying any attention, clearly involved in his work, until music started playing - loud music that definitely was NOT his playlist. Peter dashed forward into frame, stepping onto the bench and tripping in the process. But he was clearly determined and didn’t let it ruin the video as he turned his back to Tony. Peter stuck his butt out as he attempted to do the dance, his hips swaying to the song as he acted like he was spanking the air with one hand. The music played in the background.
Can you pay my bills?
Can you pay my telephone bills?
Do you pay my automo’ bills?
If you did then maybe we could chill.
Tony was, of course, watching him at this point, and wore an amused look on his face as he was eye-to-eye with his fiance’s bubble butt. He let it go on for a moment, catching on to the lyrics of the song and rolling his eyes. Tony reached out, grabbing Peter around the waist suddenly and carrying him out of the frame. The younger man scrambled to grab onto Tony, a squeal heard over the music as the clip ended.
There was a text overlay on the video that read, “When You Get Engaged to Iron Man.” It hadn’t taken him long to figure out a caption either: “Yeah, I know I tripped getting up there but we were a little too busy for a second take. "
Three
Peter’s next video inspiration was actually a complete accident. Out of the two of them, Tony was definitely most likely to forget about something on his schedule. Especially fancy events and galas since he didn’t really care about them. But they weren’t exactly Peter’s favorite thing either, so just because he was usually more responsible didn’t mean he was always more responsible.
After all had been said and done, Peter had gotten the video footage from FRIDAY. A re-creation of the video was out of the picture because it would require Tony actually willingly participating in a TikTok, plus, what was the point of having his home under constant surveillance if he couldn’t take advantage of it every now and then?
The video started with Peter lounging on the sofa wearing Tony’s MIT hoodie. It’s clear he was not wearing pants but the hoodie and a bowl of popcorn hid him well enough, only revealing pale legs draped across the cushions. Tony walked in a second later, fully dressed in a tuxedo, and working on his cufflinks. Peter’s eyes were huge as he looked up at him, his cheeks ballooned out like a chipmunk considering he’d just stuffed his mouth with way too much popcorn. Tony's face was clearly not amused and despite there being music instead of audio, it was easy to tell that Tony was telling Peter that they were already running late. Peter scrambled to his feet, spilling popcorn everywhere in a rush to get ready.
Instead of the audio file that came with the security footage, Peter had overlaid the song, “The Assignment.” It’d been playing during the exchange but right before the phrase, “I understood the assignment,” the music stopped and there was a jump cut. Peter and Tony were in the kitchen, both still in tuxedos but their bowties undone, the night clearly over. Tony was in the background, stuffing his own face this time, as Peter lip-synced to Elle Woods with a nervous expression on his face.
“Actually, um, I wasn’t aware that we had an assignment.”
The caption read, “If you’d rather go to a Stark Industries gala instead of watching a movie pantsless, you’re lying to yourself. EDIT: to everyone asking in the comments, I don’t know what he was eating. We were trying to find snacks while we waited for the pizza to arrive. Nobody actually eats at events like these???”
Four
Planning a wedding under good circumstances was plain stressful. Planning a Stark wedding? Downright frustrating. Despite their team of three wedding planners, Peter and Tony still had a lot to do. And, while Peter happily worked at Stark Industries as well, he was the first to admit that Tony’s job was more important - meaning he got stuck with a lot of the wedding planning.
For the last week and a half, the biggest problem had actually been dealing with Happy. They’d approached him, explaining that they would like for him to vet and hire a security team for the wedding. Happy had promptly gotten offended by the idea that anyone else would be responsible for Stark security and, while they’d tried to explain that they wanted Happy to be able to relax while the new, temporary security team handled their safety, he was still upset with them both. But the couple were standing their ground - Happy was to be a guest and the wedding still needed an ample amount of security. Every Avenger, as well as political and business leaders would be there. It was a terrorist’s dream.
Needless to say, Peter was way past due for a little self-care. Taylor Swift had dropped her album a few days before and he’d yet to have a chance to sit and listen, so that was his plan for the night. He knew that Tony had an evening meeting and then planned on staying in the lab for a few hours, so Peter had plenty of time to himself.
~~
The video started with Peter sitting in the shower, fully dressed in his pajamas, with hot water pouring down on him. He was dripping wet and “All Too Well” was blasting through the bathroom. His head was in his hands, looking like he was sobbing, but you couldn’t see his face.
And you called me up again just to break me like a promise,
So casually cruel in the name of being honest
I’m a crumpled up piece of paper-
“Peter?! Peter, what’s wrong? FRIDAY told me you were in distress and you weren’t answering your phone!” Tony’s voice was loud, the crash of the bathroom door slamming against the wall as the man rushed in. FRIDAY stopped the music as Tony ran towards Peter, quickly kneeling down in front of him under the water and grabbing hold of his shoulders.
“I-I-I’m crying ‘cause we broke up!” Peter exclaimed, lifting his head as Tony pulled him into his chest. Tony tilted his head, pausing for a second before pushing dripping wet curls off of Peter’s forehead.
“Baby, we didn’t… we didn’t break up.” Tony was confused, staring down at the boy in his arms. Tony reached one hand back, turning the water off so the stream stopped pouring down on them.
“If Taylor sings about a break up, I’m going through a break up,” Peter explained, slightly exasperated as he gestured towards his phone that was set up on the sinks, pointing towards them. Tony looked up, making eye contact with the camera, his confused expression turning into a glare.
“You… this is just... I’ll have you know this is Tom Ford,” Tony huffed, gesturing to his suit as he got out of the shower. His suit was soaking wet, clinging tightly to his skin as he stomped off. The clip ended with FRIDAY starting the song back up and Peter reaching to turn the water back on.
Peter uploaded it with the caption, “ How am I supposed to care about Tom Ford when my heart is SHATTERED?”
~~
Peter didn’t upload very often, so after their viral TikTok to Taylor Swift, nobody expected him to post again the very next day.
It started the exact same way as the video before - to the point where one would have mistaken it for just a second take had Peter not been wearing a different outfit as he cried under the shower stream with the same song playing.
You said that if we had been closer in age, m aybe it would’ve been fine,
And that made me want to die
Tony interrupted again this time, stepping into the frame but no longer frantic like the day before. He was shirtless, his back to the camera, and wearing just a pair of gray sweatpants.
“Pete… are you pretending we broke up again?” Tony asked carefully, staring at the boy. “Yeah,” Peter mumbled into his hands, nodding a bit.
“This is the third time today, ” Tony pointed out, sighing as he walked away.
It was sweetly captioned, “ And he checked in all three times, just to make sure. <3 ”
~~
On day three, millions around the world got a notification that Peter Parker had posted a new TikTok.
Today, Peter was sitting on the floor of the shower in a once-fluffy robe, water pouring down. The difference was that this time, Tony Stark himself was sitting beside him in a matching robe, staring blankly at the wall in front of them.
And I was never good at telling jokes, but the punch line goes,
“I’ll get older, but your lovers stay my age.”
The final caption read: “He wanted to know if I would stop crying in the shower if he gave in and listened to the song. I told him only if he joined me.”
~~
Five
Because Peter didn’t go out of his way to plan ideas for his TikTok, it was a few weeks before he posted again. He’d been scrolling through a #TonyStark tag online but he wasn’t sure exactly why. He’d seen it on his feed and gotten curious at what could be on it these days - he hadn’t cyberstalked his man since the early days of their relationship. So he found himself scrolling, pausing when he saw an array of magazine covers starring Tony. He smiled softly as he looked at the difference in older covers versus newer ones, an idea forming in his head.
The video started by showing a few different magazine covers, one at a time. All of them featured Tony looking gorgeous, but harsh, in expensive suits, sunglasses, and his hair slicked back. The headlines had similar tones to them:
New York’s Most Eligible Bachelor: Tony Stark
The Uncommitted: Tony Stark
The Tell-All With Tony Stark About His Latest Conquests
Can Anybody Get Tony Stark to Settle Down?
After the last one, the magazine covers were replaced by Peter, lip-syncing along with the voiceover of Katniss Everdeen from Hunger Games, “I volunteer! I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!” He was waving his hand in the air, looking desperate with wide eyes. Then Peter disappeared again, magazine covers replacing him. They were different this time though.
The first was a photo of Tony and Peter sitting on a blanket in Central Park. They’re both in jeans and t-shirts, so it’s clear that Tony wasn’t focused on any kind of camera. There’s a big basket on the blanket and Peter’s sitting criss-cross in-between Tony’s wide spread legs. Tony’s hand-feeding a piece of cheese to Peter, looking softer than anybody had seen him in decades.
Tony Stark Spotted on His First Ever Date?
The next featured Tony and Peter on a white sandy beach. Peter’s wearing a pair of swim shorts that barely reach his mid-thigh, pale legs wrapped around Tony’s waist and slender arms draped around his neck. Tony’s holding him, one hand cupping his butt and the other on his lower back. Tony’s clearly shirtless but Peter’s body is covering the arc reactor and surrounding scars, shielding it from the paparazzi’s cameras. Both of them are laughing, grinning ear-to-ear.
Tony Stark Takes Mystery Man for Italian Vacation
The next was a professional photoshoot instead of a candid sneaky shot by nosy paparazzi. Tony’s sitting on the couch in the penthouse, wearing a suit with the jacket spread open and tie loose. Peter’s laying down, his head in Tony’s lap, wearing dress pants and a nice sweater. They’d had hundreds of photos taken that day but the one chosen for the cover was the one where Peter was pulling on Tony’s tie, getting the man to look down at him.
Exclusive with Tony Stark’s New Beau: Peter Parker
The last cover was from another photoshoot done from the comfort of the penthouse - they both preferred the realness that came from being in their own home. This time, they’d moved from the living room to the bedroom. Tony’s sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing only a large robe. Peter’s directly behind him in a matching robe, his chest pressed against Tony’s back as he looks over the man’s shoulder. His right arm sneaks down by Tony’s shoulder, hand placed right over where the arc reactor is hiding underneath the robe. His left hand is held out to the camera, the 14.6 carat diamond being shown off.
Engaged! Tony Stark is Officially Off the Market
The video ends there, topped off with the caption, “ As they say: I understood the assignment (this time, at least).”
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Tony overheard Peter planning his next TikTok video. His young fiance was on a rampage at this point and Tony would accuse him of being attention seeking if Peter was anybody else in the world. But Peter was just purely having fun with the surprise attacks (and Tony had made it clear both on social media and during an interview that none of the videos were staged - Tony never had a clue what was going on until it happened). Tony was happy to indulge him, doing his best to look annoyed but frankly, Peter was adorable.
But he did manage to get a hint for Peter’s next video. Peter was on the phone with MJ, talking about some towel-throwing trend that had become popular and the two of them were conspiring on when was the best time to do it. Tony had carefully taken a few steps backwards, heading back to the lab without interrupting the man before promptly asking FRIDAY to show him what the hell Peter was talking about.
Meaning, Tony finally gave in and watched TikTok videos, courtesy of FRIDAY. Granted, he didn’t get stuck in a mindless scroll but only because he was a man on a mission. And soon, he found what Peter had to have been talking about and it seemed pretty simple. The videos usually featured a woman, off-camera, only wrapped in a towel. She throws the towel at her distracted boyfriend and gets his reaction on-film to her naked.
Tony decided that two could play this game.
After dinner, Tony presented Peter with a new Lego set - the Avengers helicarrier. Peter had a Lego room by this point with all his creations on shelves around the room while Tony had a separate closet full of unopened Lego sets. Tony had arranged to have all new sets mailed to him before each new release even got announced. He loved being the one to hand them to Peter, to see the wholesome grin when the young man realized he had a new way to spend his evening. At this point, there was quite the backlog, as building those things takes time and between Spidermanning, his full time job at Stark Industries, and wedding planning, Peter didn’t have nearly as much time as he did when he was a teenager.
But Peter did have some downtime that evening and he planned on taking full advantage of the new gift. Tony hung out with him for the first half-hour, clearly disinterested but always wanting to spend time with a happy Peter, before dismissing himself for a shower. Peter barely noticed him leaving, tilting his head absentmindedly for a kiss to the cheek before Tony disappeared. Tony was gone maybe thirty minutes, taking the chance to actually shower and spruce himself up a bit before returning to the room he knew Peter was still in. He was engrossed in the set, turned just enough so maybe he could see Tony in his peripheral, but he didn’t look up. He didn’t notice the phone in Tony’s hand, filming him.
Despite this, Peter’s right hand shot up as if by instinct when Tony threw the towel at him, catching it long before it could fall to the ground. He’s relaxed around Tony but that doesn't mean his senses shut down entirely. And even though Peter caught it as easily as if he’d been expecting it, his eyes were wide as he turned to face Tony. He was clearly surprised, wanting to know why his fiance was throwing things at him.
The camera caught it as Peter went from innocent, surprised confusion to full-blown lust, pupils dilating, eyelids hooded, lips separated. A little pink tongue darts out, briefly licking his lower lip as it became very clear that Peter was not making eye contact with Tony.
“Daddy,” Peter whines, very clearly still staring at the man’s crotch. Tony flat out dropped the phone and the very last shot of the short clip is the phone hitting the ground.
Nothing else comes after it but when Tony Stark uploads it to his brand new TikTok account, the millions of people who watch it know good and well that the ending was edited out.
"Aren't you bi?" Tony's left eye twitches and Peter slams his laptop lid close on Ned's startled cackling and MJ's triumphant grin at getting a rise from the billionaire. Clears his throat and tries to stamp down his giggle.
"Yeah, what's up?" They're in May's apartment for the night, visiting in the hopes that they'll catch Happy ripping his pants while proposing. Plans were, sadly, cut quick when Tony's driver took one glance at their amused faces, flushed red like a cherry and then dragged Peter's aunt to a five star hotel for the weekend. On Tony's tab as payback, obviously.
"So instead of, I don't know, buying scented candles, maybe some nice dinner-"
"Tony, I'm not eating another microwaved meal just because you like the chemicals-"
His boyfriend flicks his wrist, pretends he hasn't spoken a word, "Hear something? No? Great, neither did I. Dinner, flowers, a few chocolates-"
"Halloween was last week and you ate all of Morgan's candy!" Tony looks around, raises a hand to his ear and makes a face, hear something? Peter sighs, falls back on his twin bed with a soft thump. Shakes his arms so this ridiculous man keeps going with his interrogation.
"Or, and this is just me saying random stuff, condoms, lube," he groans, shoves his face into his Spider-Man pillow and drags the Batman blanket over himself, "I mean, hey, how about a toy or two? I know there's a cute little sex shop down the road and they're having discounted prices."
Peter snorts, peeks out at Tony. "Are you really that serious about sleeping with me in my childhood bedroom?"
"No, I'm that serious about railing you in your childhood bedroom. Please, Pete, there's a difference. Anyway, in favor of buying what I've just mentioned, my sweet, loveable boyfriend decided to spend," Tony kicks under his bed and he lunges forward, gets a hand shoved into his face while the tallest of the two crouches and lifts-
"Fifteen dollars worth of Halloween candy when he promised-"
Peter yanks at Tony's arm, scrambles up his body like a monkey in order to steal back his sack of sweets.
"What the fuck are you doing, this is my nice Tom Ford suit!"
"Oh, please, this isn't the the three piece, two buttons, Tony, give them back!" Tony growls at him, stumbles to the open window and shoves the bag over the sill. He freezes, legs clutching at Tony's waist and hands wringing the soft silk of the (kinda meh, to be honest) suit.
"I thought you promised not to binge until Christmas, Pete. Thought we had ourselves an honorable wager between two, no, stop it, I swear to God, I will drop it if you don't calm down," the bag sways in the wind and he pouts, rubs his cheek over Tony's stubble.
"Please, Tony, I worked so hard carrying it up the stairs."
Tony huffs, turns his head away. "Yeah, no, I'm sure you did, Spider-Man. And don't try and fool me, you little minx. I know you're being affectionate for the sugar."
"Please, please, please, please," he whines, fingers tugging insistently at Tony's face, his shoulders, the long sleeves, the silver hair, "please, please, please, please, please. They had the sour vampire Haribo's on sale, Tony!"
"Which I could buy for you year round, Peter!"
"But I bought those with MJ and Ned at the store for fifty cents. It's not the same!"
"Oh, what, the rush of getting away with it while everyone had no idea it was available did something to you?"
"Exactly! Like me being with you!" Tony blinks at him for a moment or two, gears turning in his head. Peter gives him the puppy dog eyes Morgan perfected when she was three. The man sighs and hauls him upright, muttering about ungrateful boyfriends and sugar high teenagers driving him crazy.
Tony plops down on the bed and shoves him halfheartedly when he jokingly presses wet kisses over a fine nose and flushed cheeks.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm the best lover in the world. Stop wriggling and let me feed you candy, you monkey. Can't believe you bought this much, you'll get a, actually, can you get cavities?"
Peter shrugs, does a quick happy wriggle when Tony rips open the Haribo bag and gives him a red bat. "I got one or two when I was a kid, but nothing after the spider bite. Aren't you going to have a piece?"
"Well, seeing as how my doctor threatened me with fifty blood tests if I ate too much sweet stuff-"
"Then you cheated the wager!"
"Are you serious, I eat you out all the time and you're sweet. I can have a piece of chocolate every, like, blue moon. Here, you can have the bats and I'll have-"
"Me?"
"You honestly offering yourself over candy?"
"Yes?"
"...yeah, ok, scooch over."
Peter settles back on his pillow with the bag of candy, content with his impromptu dinner and a show. Until, of course, Tony does something life altering with his tongue that makes him see stars and accidentally yeet the bag off his bed and into the living room. Yeah, they have a hard time cleaning all of it before his aunt comes home.
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When Happy and May get back, Peter has a rather distinctive hickey on the side of his neck that looks like, of all things, a tiny bat with the initials TS inside of it.
