Peter stared down at the flyer in his hand uncertainly. Did he really want to do this? So far he had only reacted in self-defence. This would be his first time taking initiative. The young man took a breath and placed the paper on top of a stack.
"Here is the mail Ms. Potts," he said as he handed the pile over. "Someone at the front desk wanted you to give this to Mr. Stark.
The woman looked it over and bit her lip in amusement.
"Thank you Mr. Parker. Have a good day."
XXX
Peter relaxed on his bed with a happy sigh. His peace lasted until he heard knocking at the door and within seconds he had grabbed his bag and scooted out the window. He turned around at the ground and found himself face to face with Tony Stark.
"I had my driver knock on the door," the man said in lieu of Peter's unasked question. "You're too predictable. But we have more important issues. I know it was you."
The young man stared at him in fear because holy shit. Had Tony figured out he was Spider-Man already? The billionaire shoved something into his face making him blink. Peter pulled back a little to see what it was and his mouth twitched.
"How to accept rejection," the pamphlet said and Peter gave up all attempts at being serious.
The mouth twitch turned into chuckling and ended up with him bent over trying, and failing, to withhold his amusement. The pamphlet and Tony's face were just too priceless.
It wasn't until he straightened up that he noticed it, or the lack of it really. There was something different about Tony's face; it was more open. That was when Peter realised that the older man usually wore a mask; there was a shield behind his eyes and as Peter watched it went back up. Once the young man saw the clear face he couldn't un-see it and he wanted it back.
Peter straightened his back and put, what he hoped was, a polite smile on.
"I'm sure I have no idea what you're talking about Mr. Stark," he said primly. "I would never send something so rude to my boss."
It was a fight to keep his face straight as Tony just stared at him for a moment before he smirked.
"Oh? Well maybe you could tell me who it was then," the man said smoothly.
Peter bent his head slightly as though worried. He took a second to chew on his bottom lip and watched as Tony's breath quickened. It was just a bit but enough that Peter knew he was affecting the man.
"I don't want to get them in trouble sir," he replied quietly.
'He did mention role playing earlier,' he thought amused and he was surprised at how much fun it was.
Tony stepped in to his personal space and rested his hands on Peter's waist.
"Then you'll have to take their punishment," the man said with a smirk.
Peter had a split second to wonder if this had been a good idea but then the worry fled when Tony kissed him.
'I could easily get addicted to this,' he thought before giving in and kissing back.
He moved his hands up to slide them into the billionaire's hair and tightened them. He heard Tony let out a hiss and smirked. Then the older man tightened his arms around Peter's waist to drag him closer making him gasp. Tony immediately took advantage and suddenly he was mapping Peter's teeth with his tongue. The younger man bit down lightly on the other's lip in retaliation and took great pleasure in Tony's groan. For all that Tony took initiative he appeared to enjoy losing control. On realising that Peter tugged on the man's hair harder. He took full advantage of his increased stamina and kissed him until Tony had to break away from lack of breath.
'Victory for me,' he thought smugly even as he was pulling air into his lungs as well; he actually wasn't that out of breath but figured he should act like it.
"I trust that will do as punishment Mr. Stark."
The man scowled at him from where he was having trouble breathing.
"For now," Tony straightened importantly. "Bastard," he added, still a little out of breath which ruined the moment.
Peter gloried in that moment. The red on Tony's face, the absence of his shielded eyes. Of course the protective shield came back which made him want to scowl. He didn't of course but he did start walking.
'There's no reason for me to be upset,' he told himself. 'After all the man flirts with both me and Spider-Man and who knows who else. It's not like I'm special.'
"So Peter," Tony trailed off with a small frown and the younger man glanced at him.
The billionaire looked like he was thinking about something which automatically made Peter suspicious. The blinding smile Tony sent him a minute later didn't make him feel any better.
"So there's an experiment I want to try," the man said casually.
"What?" Peter asked warily.
"Well I want to compare what your face looks like with my dick in your mouth to your face when I have your dick in my mouth."
There was a sudden influx of images in his head and Peter turned bright red. He was suddenly hard and took several steps away. He wanted to, oh how he wanted to, but he'd lose the game and he couldn't have that. It'd be far too easy to fall the rest of the way. Being around Tony was like standing on a slippery slope and Peter was barely managing to keep his footing.
"I ,uh, appreciate the offer Mr. Stark," he took a quick step back to avoid Tony's hand that went to tug him closer. "But I... um, have things I need to do. Important things," he nodded.
He could feel his face burning and judging from Tony's smug expression the man could see it too.
"Bye," he said quickly and walked away; he was making a tactical retreat he told himself, not running away.
XXX
Tony watched the kid scurry off on amusement. He'd pushed a little too hard but he wasn't worried. He'd seen the blush on Peter's face, how he'd shifted his body to hide his erection. Not to mention the kissing earlier. The kid was getting better and better each day and Tony couldn't wait till he got to fuck him. Which he would, the billionaire always got what he wanted eventually.
'I wonder if I should have told him,' he mused. 'Nah, better to let Pepper do it. He won't fight her as hard.'
XXX
Spider-Man swung high into the air and let himself free fall. There was nothing better than hearing the wind rush by him as he descended down. He caught himself on a lamp post and saw Iron Man flying above him. The vigilante didn't even think about it; he swung up to one of the highest buildings and waved.
The man must have seen him since the suit banked and hovered above the roof, the vigilante had an inner squeal moment upon seeing how the thrusters worked, before landing with a light thunk.
"Hey Spider-Man," Iron Man greeted him and said named vigilante grinned.
"Aww you looked me up," he cooed. "I'm flattered."
"You should be," came the fake lofty response. "I spent my hard earned time on you."
'I doubt it was that much,' Spider-Man thought in amusement.
He stared at the man for a second, grateful for the mask that hid it. Did he dare? Hadn't he just been thinking it was a slippery slope a couple days ago? But then it was a whole other game between Spider-Man and Iron Man. Plus he'd been thinking about it quite a lot and his blood was still singing with adrenaline from his and fights and web slinging earlier. Decision made me sauntered forward to tap a finger against the hard metal.
"So. Did you make some modifications to the suit?" he asked.
"Of course I did," came the response and Spider-Man smirked.
He slid his hand down the metal and chuckled.
"Not sure I believe you," he tapped his fingers on the spot and waited.
There was something exhilarating in this moment. Of waiting for Iron Man's next move; not knowing what was going to happen. The vigilante knew he was being reckless but he couldn't bring himself to care.
There was a moment of silence before there was a whirring noise of metal moving.
'He did it,' Spider-Man thought delighted.
That lasted until his fingers encountered cloth and he pouted feeling disappointed.
"Really?" He asked incredulously. "And I was so excited for a moment."
He ran his fingers over the man's clothed groin and sighed.
"What am I supposed to do with this?"
He had no idea what to do now.
"Wait for it," Iron Man said and suddenly the fabric parted too and then there was flesh under his hand.
Cross that; now he really didn't know what to do.
'I may not have thought this through,' the vigilante thought. 'Guess I'll do what I always do. Wing it.'
He ran his hand over the dick in front of him rather impressed. Part of it had to do with, you know, the dick but the other part was impressed with how the armor had slid open so he somehow had full access to the appendage right down to the balls.
Well; he'd come this far, he wasn't about to back out. Spider-Man dropped to his knees and eyed the erection in front of him. He'd never done this; didn't know how to do it either.
"You've never sucked cock before have you?" Iron Man asked and Spider-Man ignored him in favor of rolling his mask up over his mouth.
He didn't waste any more time and pressed his mouth against the warm flesh.
'Salty,' he mused inwardly as he started licking it.
He heard the suit clink and took half a second to web the man's arms behind his back.
"What the hell?" Iron Man spluttered.
"Just making sure you keep your hands to yourself," Spider-Man shrugged as he leaned in to suck on the tip of the dick in distraction.
It mostly worked as Iron Man's voice caught; it was a very interesting noise since it happened inside the helmet.
"What is this stuff?" the man above him demanded as he got control again making the vigilante roll his eyes.
He could hear the armor straining as it tried to break his web but the stuff could hold against Juggernaut; he knew it would hold against Iron Man.
"Shut up and enjoy," was his annoyed response before he swallowed the man.
He'd been interested in seeing what would happen and if he was even capable of it but it looked like he was. He heard a mangled sort of groan above him and smirked.
Spider-man took a second to just swallow a couple times; he rather enjoyed the feeling of the flesh throbbing in his mouth before he started to experiment. He let the dick slide slowly out of his mouth before taking it back in and on a hunch scraped his teeth lightly over the flesh. The vigilante was rewarded with a muffled groan above and he chuckled around the dick. He had figured that the man would like a little extra. Being bound and out of control seemed like a turn on for the genius and it wasn't a big jump of logic to guess that he liked a little pain too. He decided to take full advantage of his stamina and started sucking again, using his teeth every once in a while. The vigilante enjoyed each jump and groan he heard above him and he didn't stop to breath. It wasn't actually that long until the cock in his mouth throbbed and suddenly cum was streaming down his throat. It was a bit of a surprise but Spider-man reflexively swallowed it and then leaned back on his heels.
He rose to his feet and noticed with amusement that the armor looked like it had been frozen. From the sound of it earlier he figured Iron Man had locked the armor to keep himself standing upright.
"Now how's that for a night out on the roof," the vigilante said cheerfully.
It made him feel powerful having Iron Man under his control. He liked the feeling but decided he still shouldn't stay around much longer.
"I've got to be going sweetheart," he plopped a kiss on the mask, enjoying the strangled noise he heard coming from it, before pulling his mask firmly back down.
No doubt the hero had no idea how to handle this and Spider-man took advantage of the moment to break the web holding the other's arms.
"People to see and places to be. I'm sure you do as well. Blond or brunette?" he smirked. "Better be careful. Someday you're going to get bitten."
XXX
"Who does he think he is?" Iron Man demanded as he watched the vigilante escape. "He sucks my dick and then proceeds to chastise me about my sexual activity. Doesn't he know that I've been straightening myself out?"
"Peter Parker Sir," JARVIS dryly reminded him.
"That's not on me," Iron man quickly defended. "That's Peter's fault for being so adorable and intelligent."
There was silence from the AI which made him huff. He could still feel the beautiful after effects of his orgasm. He had done many things but getting a blow job in the middle of the night on top of a roof with a stranger was a new one. Something he hoped to replicate again.
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AN: Hey look; another chapter. Sorry for the super long wait guys. On the bright side we are officially into sexy times; I hope you all enjoy and let me know what you think. Side note: I don't own Iron Man or Spider-Man.