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'Oh god, what am I going to do?'

Peter was sitting on his bed, cross legged, with his hands in his hair. Upon returning he had handed Aunt May the eggs and then booked it upstairs to his room. He didn't want this; didn't want to be a toy, something used and then tossed away and he was sure that was what would happen if Tony Stark got that way.

For a split second he considered quitting and then immediately dismissed the notion. He liked the job, liked the people he worked with, and there was no way he would willingly give that up because of a man; even if that man was ridiculously rich and powerful. That brought on another worry; the billionaire had the power to fire Peter if he felt like it. Would he if Peter spurned his advances?

'The first order of business is to think of a strategy,' he decided.

Number one would be avoiding close proximity with Mr. Stark. Letting the man get too close had been a colossal mistake as apparently he was very skilled in seduction and Peter was very unskilled in resisting it. He was sure the man would stop if he honestly asked him to but that was hard when his body didn't really want it. This wasn't an enemy he could defeat physically; the man was a genius, rich, and used to getting what he wanted.

Going to work tomorrow would be a huge risk since that entire building was basically Mr. Stark's play house. Peter wasn't about to concede defeat though.

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"Good morning Ms. Potts," he greeted his boss the next day.

His mind was swirling with ideas even as he listened to Ms. Pott's orders and kept a simultaneous eye out for Tony Stark; multitasking, you got to love it. Suddenly a light bulb lit up in his head and he paused as he thought through the idea.

"Mr. Parker," his boss said impatiently.

"Sorry," he quickly apologised. "I was just wondering if you were glad to have Mr. Stark back."

The woman narrowed her eyes at him and Peter swallowed.

"What?" she asked softly.

'This woman is terrifying,' Peter thought as he resisted the urge to fidget.

"I saw him yesterday," he responded nervously.

Peter remembered how, at their first meeting, Mr. Stark had said to keep it a secret from Ms. Potts. He hoped to use this against the billionaire and it looked like it would work.

"Go run errands in the labs today; tell Dr. Rothel I sent you. I have a certain billionaire to talk to."

It was working even better than he had planned. He would get to work in the labs and Ms. Potts would keep Tony Stark busy. He knew the woman wouldn't be able to keep Mr. Stark under control for long but it would hopefully be long enough for Peter to think of another plan. Something popped into his head and he looked up at the woman worried.

"Can you not mention my name?" he asked anxiously.

"I won't mention you at all," the woman reassured him and he sighed in relief.

Peter allowed himself to smile as he headed off towards the labs. Of course he was completely unaware of the cameras that had recorded the whole conversation.

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"That sneaky little bastard," Tony breathed. "He ratted me out to Pepper."

He was watching the footage from his personal lab; taking a tiny break between building the suit to check up on his new toy. The billionaire eyed the smile that appeared as the young man walked away and he scowled.

"Look at that smug little jerk," he fumed.

As far as he was concerned Peter had just issued a challenge and one he was definitely going to accept.

"Oh, It's on," he informed the screen.

The moment was ruined when the phone rang and Tony flinched.

"It's Ms. Potts sir. Should I patch her through?"

"No!" Tony quickly replied.

He waited nervously until the ringing died down and had relaxed for only a brief second before JARVIS spoke again.

"She has left a message sir."

The billionaire sighed in resignation.

"Alright, lets here it."

There is a brief moment of silence before Pepper's cold voice filled the workshop; rather like a howler he imagined.

"I am appalled by your irresponsibility Tony. I will be having a long talk with you later and don't you dare think you can hide in your workshop forever."

The message was short, to the point, and Tony felt himself shiver. He turned his gaze back to the camera where Peter was cheerfully talking to one of his scientists.

"You may have bought yourself some time, but this isn't over," he told the video.

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All in all, it had been a good day; there had been no sign of Mr. Stark and he had thoroughly enjoyed working with Dr. Rothel. His phone beeped as he left the building and Peter opened it cheerfully. He was expecting a message from Aunt May; telling him to pick up milk or something. His brow furrowed when he saw it was a message from an unknown number instead.

"Challenge accepted."

Peter's good mood vanished to be replaced with an ominous sensation.

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Sorry this is so short; I really enjoyed writing it but am a bit stuck for what happens after. Ideas? I will think of something as I know where I want the story to go; I am just unsure of how to get it there haha. Also for all the reviews that thought I was going to fast I want to reassure you that Tony is not going to win Peter over right away; that would be boring haha. Anyway, enjoy the chapter and let me know what you think.