c'est la vie starker
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and you're all that i want by Anonymous
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man - All Media Types
03 Oct 2025
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Except, he steps into the lab, and a wall of scent overpowers him as his backpack drops from his suddenly nerveless fingers.
It smells like the lab normally does, but better, lush and potent; musky amber and iron-thick blood, entwined with a loamy backdrop of salt and damp earth. Hot metal and fire spill across his tongue as his jaw drops on his inhale. It’s everything he craves abruptly, overwhelming every other thought he has.
Peter presents as an alpha. He'd be more frightened by everything, but Tony has him well in hand.
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'cause i might just take you home now by Anonymous
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man - All Media Types
02 Oct 2025
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He's not proud of it, but he's drowsy and warm, the taste of too-expensive whiskey rolling around his mouth from sips stolen from Mr. Stark's glass, even though he's been legal for three years, and so yes, when Mr. Stark beckons him over from his lean against the lab bench, it's second nature to step close and drop to his knees, to press his cheek against the seam of his jeans, rubbing his face ever so slightly into the thick thigh that he's resting against. It doesn't even occur to him that this isn't the time or place or normal point of order, because the thing is—he's been wanting to go to his knees for Mr. Stark ever since he understood what sex was. Definitely, since he realized just who Tony Stark is over these past few years, with his quiet, earnest kindness and his tumultuous, broody dark days and his terribly fantastic nicknames for everyone he loves.
Peter kneels for Tony, panics, and runs. Tony follows.
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you let me desecrate you by Anonymous
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Spider-Man - All Media Types
07 Oct 2025
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“Sure, I don't,” he agrees, watching as Peter slumps in relief, the tension in his spine slackening. He's turned to the side, his face nearly buried in his arms, and Tony offhandedly notes that the next time he wants to be able to see his face more easily. “I don't have to do anything. But here's the secret, kiddo. Maybe I want to."
Tony's a little fed up. Peter learns just what that means.