Spider-man shot his webs at the terrorist drone. He swung from them, swung right over it, and as the plane climbed up, walked over to the thrusters, which he webbed up - this time using an even stronger webbing. The drone sputtered, and at the last minute, Spider-man jumped off the drone - 10,000 feet above the ground. He jumped clear of the exploding craft, then fell straight down... Down he went, for 7000 feet, at which point he was caught by very familiar metal hands.

"Did you see that?" He asked as Iron man circled down.

"I did, and you're in big trouble!" Tony spat as he held Peter tight.

They touched down on the landing pad, to be met by most of the avengers. All the avengers, in fact, except for Clint and Pietro, who were probably still in the field. And all of them had their arms crossed, and matching frowns. Peter turned to look at Tony, who had stepped out of the armor. He was in the same pose as well, effectively blocking Peter's escape.

"Are you hurt?" Steve asked, his face immobile.

"No" Peter said in a flat voice. This was not going to end well.

The quinjet landed, and Clint got out, followed by Pietro. "Report, Barton" said Steve.

"The mission's wrapped up, the drone's destroyed, and Pietro got everyone on the literally didn't know what hit them!" Clint said.

"Pietro, Well done. Now go inside, we'll have a discussion later." Pietro had been beaming, but his face fell at Steve's tone. "We'll discuss rewards and privileges." Steve said, with a small smile. "But now, inside. You too, Wanda!" At the direct order, Pietro flashed off, but stopped near the entrance of the tower to grab his butt and mouth "Ouch" at Peter. Peter winced, the others turned to look, but Pietro was long gone. Wanda went inside as well.

"You do realize that Clint could have taken that drone down with a single arrow?" Tony turned to Peter, his voice level.

"But , I did - " Peter was cut off by Clint.

"Actually, I had an arrow nocked and ready, an instant before you jumped onto it."

"Clint, I -"

"You fell from a height of 10,000 feet!" This was from Steve, his voice cold.

"I knew someone would catch me!"

"What if I had been attacked? You realize it took mere seconds for you to fall?" Tony asked.

"But all of you have done this stuff - you went into a portal, you crashed into the ocean -"

"None of us have taken risks when there was backup." Natasha spoke up for the first time. "It was completely unnecessary, and stupid." Peter winced again.

"There's nothing more to be said, Peter. Go to your room." Tony said. His voice was harder than Peter had ever heard. With a sinking heart, Peter walked to his room.

Tony knocked on Peter's door. "Come in" came Peter's voice.

The boy was sitting on the bed with his knees pulled up to his chin. Tony went and sat down next to him.

"You know what's going to happen, Peter. Is there anything you want to say?" Tony asked gently.

Peter shook his head. He wished this was a bad dream.

"All right, get up then." Peter obeyed. His legs seemed to have turned to jelly.

"Unbutton your pants" came the next order. With shaking hands, Peter complied.

Tony held his arm and gently pulled him down to lie across his lap. He positioned Peter over his lap, still being gentle.

The boy was stiff and Tony could feel his nervousness. "Right. Peter. You're going to get spanked, and it's going to hurt. But then this will be over, all right?" Peter managed a nod.

"No need to be embarrassed, now" Tony said, and put this hand into the waistband of Peter's jeans.

Peter flushed with shame. Couldn't he have a heart attack, right now? Why did he ever get bitten by that spider? He clenched his fists and pushed his face into the bed.

Tony pulled his pants and underwear down to mid-thigh. As cool air hit his bottom, Peter gave a short sob.

"Hush" Tony said, folding Peter's shirt out of the way. Peter hid his head in his arms. Tony looked at the pale bare bottom on his lap. He steeled himself, thinking of the way Peter had fallen from the sky - this was for Peter's good, and it was necessary. He raised his hand and brought it down sharply.

Peter heard Tony's palm come down, and screwed up his face, prepared for pain. But when the sting came, it was much less than what he had imagined. He waited helplessly for the spanking to start.

Tony spanked Peter's cheeks, alternating. He had read a lot about spanking the previous day, but it didn't make it easier. He felt sorry for the boy as the sting built up in his hand.

Peter was hardly feeling pain. Of course - he realized, it was Tony Stark spanking him, an ordinary human being. And the spider bite had made him incredibly strong. But should he say something? Or pretend he was hurt? If he pretended to feel pain now, and was found out later?

Awkwardly raising his head, Peter said " ?"

Tony stopped with his hand raised. "Peter?"

"It's not hurting." Peter blurted out, then put his head down again. That was stupid.

"Wha -" Tony looked down. The pale bottom was barely pink, while his hand was turning red. Well, the kid was a superhero, and one of the strongest. And he was honest enough to say a spanking wasn't hurting. Tony smiled to himself. He was proud of his young protege, even if he was a handful!

He tentatively put a hand on Peter's back. Physical affection was still not intuitive for him. "Right, Peter, let's see what we can do about that." Peter winced. What was he going to do now?

Tony tapped his watch, and pulled a gauntlet over his hand. He patted Peter's bottom with it.

Peter tensed at the touch of metal on his skin. What did have in his hand? He raised his head and looked back, and saw the red and gold gauntlet. He gulped

"Peter, head down" Tony ordered, and Peter hid his head in his hands again. How stupid could he be? Now that was going to hurt!

Tony poised his hand above Peter's bottom. Taking aim, he spanked the center of Peter's left cheek. This time too, Peter heard the spank first, but then his bottom exploded in pain. "Aaaaaaaaaaah!" Peter yelled out. "Owwwwwwwwwwwwwww!"

To his horror, Tony saw Peter's left cheek turn deep red, a dark bruise forming a few seconds later as the boy twisted and flailed. Tony pulled back the gauntlet and rubbed Peter's bottom. "All right, all right, now." he repeated, and pulled the boy up into his arms.

"Hush, I'm sorry Peter, hush" he repeated, awkwardly patting Peter.

A few minutes later, Bruce and Steve had rushed to Peter's room. Peter lay on the bed on his stomach. Steve sat near his head while Bruce examined the wound "It's a muscle contusion, Peter, and the skin is mildly burned. With your healing powers you should be fine soon." Bruce said. He handed Peter a painkiller. Peter took the pill, but when he moved to sip water it hurt again. Peter whimpered, pushing his face deep into his pillow. Tony put a wet cloth over Peter's bottom and sat down next to him.

He rubbed Peter's back in circles while the boy calmed down. He looked at Steve, who had his lips pursed, running his fingers through Peter's hair. "I'm sorry Cap, Mr. Stark." Peter said. "Shhh, now. Peter. Your punishment is over. None of that talk now." Tony said as Steve muttered agreement. The two superheroes were at a loss. They were sure about one thing - Peter was not getting spanked by Tony again. The other thing they were sure of - Peter would get into trouble as soon as his bottom healed.