Fingers
by @thestarkerisobvious and @cutepandaprincess
NC17
First Times
Trigger Warning: use of the word 'Daddy'
“Will you let Daddy touch you again, sweetheart?” he asked gently, caressing one hand over Peter’s ass, caressing one cheek.
He reached into the drawer of the night table, pulling out the lube and a soft hand towel. He didn't try to do this behind Peter’s back - it happened in front of him. He needed his younger lover to see it. Tony worked with both hands while he kept Peter in his arms.
Coating two fingers generously, he lay both objects beside him as he moved his fingers into place.
“Yes… just like that…” he crooned as the first finger slipped easily inside.
Peter moaned softly, he felt the pain, but it wasn't as bad as it was the night before. "Hmmmm…" he felt Tony's finger opening him up. It was good. Like he was discovering new wild land.
“This will get easier each time,” Tony was explaining quietly. “When two people are together, their bodies get used to each other in time. It will take some work at first, some getting used to. Like breaking in new shoes. It takes persistence. But then, one day, it won’t take any effort at all. We’ll just fit together, easily…” He chuckled. “Then you’ll be wishing Daddy was bigger…”
Peter mewled at that, almost coming instantly. "Fuck" he panted leaning onto Tony's finger "Ah… Daddy… one day…" he smiled. Wishing for all the promises Tony was making him.
He longed for their encounters… their bodies together… Their feelings together.
He wanted so much more than just Tony's body, than Tony's experience.
He wanted Tony.
“Good boy,” he crooned as he worked in the third finger. Carefully he watched Peter’s face, but he snuck looks downward. Peter was so hard already… this might not last long at all.
“Good boy, you’re being so good for me sweetheart…” over and over and over. Would he ever get tired of it? Would Peter?
“How does that feel, angel?”
"Oh god! So big!" He moaned, closing his eyes shut, holding Tony's hand against his chest, intertwining their fingers.
"...it's so big, daddy!"
“Good boy…” Tony crooned, moving two fingers out and working Peter with just the two. “You’re doing so good for me, sweetheart.” He meant to praise Peter for telling him the truth, for expressing how he felt… but Peter probably thought he meant he was taking the fingers well…
“Just tell me if it’s too much…” he whispered, then started slipping the fingers in again, one at a time.
"Yes… so good… so big… hmmmm…" Peter moaned. He was holding onto the sheets, trying to focus on the large amount of sensations he was having now.
Ah… so “so big” didn’t necessarily mean “too big.” Watching Peter’s face carefully, it seemed to Tony that “so big” was actually a good thing. Even now he was spreading his four fingers, holding his hand in a position that forced Peter to open up more than he had the night before… and Peter seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit.
With one arm tightly holding Peter to him, he worked those four spread fingers in and out, rocking Peter back into him, into his hand. He kissed Peter’s shoulder over and over, teasing it with his beard, with his teeth, taking his time.
"Fuck…" the boy breathed out, all of Tony's body, all of Tony's touches. It was wonderful. Overwhelming. Like heaven.
Peter rocked his hips against the fingers inside of him. The sting of pain was still there, even though it hurt less than the night before.
Peter wouldn't say it out loud just now, but he enjoyed the pain as well.
"Daddy! I'm so close!"














