Disclaimer A/N: Characters mentioned are owned my Marvel. Spoilers: IM1, IM2, SP1, SP2, SP3.
Chapter 5 is finally up! Woot! Sorry it took so long, work started picking up and I had gotten to a road block. I'm so amazed people are watching/alerting themselves for updates! Thank you all who are following this fic.
It's been days since Peter went over Tony's, not to mention days since Peter had seen him around the office. It was an odd feeling so then why was it, in that precise the moment, when Peter even so much as thought of Tony's name, he had butterflies in his stomach. The sound of a plane flew over head as he remained planted on the edge of the sky scraper.
Was it a plane? The roar of the engine sounded closer and closer and closer… His Spider sense went off a second too late.
"What the-!" Spiderman dove off the ledge and swings onto the next building.
Speak of the devil.
Landing on the new ledge he saw Ironman hovering in mid air, if Peter could see past the man he could swear Tony was smiling, "Hello Spidey, fancy meeting you out here,"
"I should say the same, coming that this is a first I've seen you out and about Mr. Stark," Peter answered in his best confident voice.
"Is it really?" Peter could actually hear the smile in that tone while Tony flew over onto the roof and lands with a CLUNK behind Peter. Peter looks at Tony over his shoulder while he came over with the swagger in his step. Oh Lord…
"I'm out here every night and I rarely see you," he said and opened his mask to look at the fellow superhero with a knowing smirk.
Was that a fact?
"Is that a fact?" Peter asked and even raised an eyebrow questioningly under his mask; the man was such a liar, "I'm actually astounded that you've managed to notice, what with your remarkable attention span." Peter smirked under his mask and could see that Tony's smile never faltered or wavered. If anything Tony's smile only grew into an over confident grin, his brown eyes shining from the lights of the bustling city below them.
"And how would you know about my said attention span?" he asked almost in a purr.
Now what was that? Weirdo…
Peter rolls his eyes and shakes his head, "Does it really matter? I know and I'm not here to play games with you or anyone else tonight," he turned his attention back toward the city. The cars slowing due to the oncoming traffic while sounds from the engines and horns echoed high toward them.
"Ooh, did I catch you on a bad night?" Tony teased again and came to rest over the edge of the concrete of the building looking over at Peter. Peter of course remained quiet, his eyes focused on the moving lights of the cars, red and white alike.
"You take this night life of yours way too seriously," Tony commented, a scarlet clad metal hand resting against his cheek, "Why not have a little fun, you can use a pick me up,"
Peter looked over at the man. In this angle, Peter was a little taller than Tony, he liked that. In a way Tony looked a little vulnerable staring up at him like that. Leaning in close Peter asked in a calm but serious tone, "Then what would you suggest?"
Tony grinned again and got up then had opened his mouth to say something when Peter heard the loud wail of a siren. Looking back it seemed to be either a robbery slash carjacking or just your regular car chase. Looking back over at Tony, Peter held up a finger, "Hold that thought," he smiled under his mask then jumps off the ledge and swings off.
As soon as he got closer and closer to the car in front he was about to jump onto it when a shooting zip of fire flew past his right ear and pops the right rear tire. The car skidded and the driver twisted the car causing it to flip on its side and backward to a stop. Peter jumped and lands on the underside of the car then pulls out the now injured bag guys then strings them together.
Tony with his mask on landed besides him with a loud clunk of metal, Peter turns to face him, Tony's mask flips back up and he was smiling, "So about that pick me up?"
"Oy," Peter actually shook his head and face palmed, "Do you realize how many lives you've just put in danger with that little stunt?"
"You sound just like Pepper," Tony snorted, amused then looked into the reflective glass eyes curiously, "Pep is that you in there? If it is you hide everything really well, how tight is this suit?" Tony tugs at it lightly and snaps it back causing Peter to blush under his mask and swats at Tony's hand.
"Hey! Not cool!"
Tony laughed, "Relax kid! It's obvious that you're a kid; a grown man would have punched me in the fa—"
"Look Mr. Stark it's been a real long night, I still need to make one last run, do yourself a favor and go home," Peter meant that and for the first time he managed to take the smug smile of Tony's face. Tony stared at him as if he couldn't believe what Peter had said. Well actually what Spiderman said. The absolute nerve!
With a small tsk Peter extended his arm and shoots a web up the tall building and pulls himself up. He climbs easily up the building then disappears from sight the moment he reaches the roof.
"Well played kid," Tony smirked and lowers his mask down the eyes glaring white, "well played," with that he takes off in search of the blue and red clad spider hero. If he could sneak up on him once, he can do it again.
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"So what do you know about Spiderman?"
It was the following morning. Peter had a difficult time waking up due to a certain guy in an iron suit following him until four in the morning. And how in the hell does it seem that Tony was so god damned cheerful? It wasn't fair. Peter had bags under his eyes from the lack of sleep!
"Excuse me?" Peter was getting himself some coffee to help wake him up.
"Spiderman. What do you know about Spiderman. Tell me every nasty detail, I mean you did take pictures of him for the Bugle, right? How did you get him to pose for you?" Tony had his own cup of joe and had taken a sip while watching Peter expectantly.
Peter made a face at that, "You make it sound like I had him audition for porn or something," there was a bitter taste in his mouth now and it wasn't from the coffee.
Tony guffawed at that and claps him on the shoulder.
"No but seriously what's his jib, is he disfigured or something? Does he look like a spider under there? Like all eight eyes and shit?"
Peter bites his lips to keep from laughing, "Uh no, he seems pretty normal to me, he's just really private. Not that I blame him can you?"
"No I suppose I can't, to each his own and all that good stuff or whatever they say," Tony waved off handedly; Peter nodded and offered a small smile then took a sip from his cup.
"So how much would you charge an hour? Or do you charge by pose? Cause I was thinking of maybe getting a haircut, wear my favorite shades strike a few NC17 poses maybe throw in a flex or two. By the way have I mentioned I'm doing a cover and calendar edition for Playgirl?"
Peter stared at him. Was he being serious? The way Tony managed to keep such a straight face about it was almost too much for him to grasp. "I—I uh—I well— I uh—Hmm-" Peter babbled and suddenly Tony broke out into a full fledge grin, Peter saw this and immediately punched him on the shoulder, "You're bad. You're a very, very bad man,"
The older man just laughed then looked thoughtfully at Peter, "Seriously though I want to see your work, it'd be good to have a professional photographer taking my picture for stuff. Press conferences, magazines, newspapers, personal ads," he winked at the younger man and finished up his brew.
Peter snorted, "Boss you're a walking talking personal ad, anyone could rarely miss you," he started back on his way to the lab when Tony walks along side him.
"You really think that Peter?" Peter however didn't really think anything of it and shrugs, "Of course Boss, the gold digging females of our species worships the very ground you walk on that's why Pepper has such a hard time in fending them off," okay now Peter was being mean and Tony knew that which made him laugh again.
"The gold digging females huh? What about the smart ones?" they both turned the corner leading to the elevators.
"They know well enough to stay out of your way sir otherwise the rest of us are out of luck," Peter offers Tony another small smile and pushes the button downward then watches the lights over the opening as they lit from the basement where the lab was to the fourth floor where they were.
"What about you Parker, got a girlfriend?" Tony decided to change the subject onto Peter's interests, "Just so you know if you needed a day off to spend time with her like for a birthday or an anniversary or something let me know,"
Peter snorted at the mention of a girlfriend then looks over at Tony, "Thanks Boss but unfortunately you're stuck with me, I don't really have much of a life outside school and here," Thinking of MJ was rough, he still loved her so very much but their story was over, he didn't deserve her and she deserved more than he could offer her. He couldn't give her the proper happiness she deserves he could only be there to support her, as a friend.
"You a virgin then? I didn't want to say anything but it's pretty obvious," Tony could be so inconveniently blunt at times, it was one of the things Peter found incredibly insufferable, a hot blush rose in his cheeks and he clears his throat.
"I did have a girlfriend," he said softly trying to fight the urge to yell at Tony for his inappropriateness.
"So you fucked her," it wasn't a question and the elevator doors opened revealing two other female employees.
"I respected her, I never forced her to do anything she didn't want to do,"
"You did fuck her,"
Peter face palmed and they headed down, "I've never slept with her," there were a pair of giggles and a few whispers being exchanged.
"Ladies," Tony greeted them with a smile; Peter didn't have the courage to look at them.
"Good morning Mr. Stark," the women said in near perfect unison.
"Ladies in your impeccable opinion," at the he puts an arm around Peter's shoulders and turns him around, "Would you say Mr. Parker here is a fine catch? A proper young man always showing up to work in a tie and slacks,"
"Of course Mr. Stark," the women said again without so much as looking in Peter's direction, Peter however was feeling a combination of emotions mostly between his own embarrassment and anger. Tony could be incredibly inappropriate at the best and worst of times; this was one of the worst. Stepping out of the elevator once the doors opened Peter dislodges himself from Tony's arm and heads over to his desk. The two women followed out behind Tony and giggled on the way to their respective stations, Tony came over to Peter who was now typing at an alarming rate at his computer.
"Peeeeeeterrrrrrr…" Tony dragged Peter's name coyly, it cause goosebumps to rise on Peter's skin and not in the good way. Peter takes a sharp breath and sighs then bites his lips to reply. "Parker!" there was now a definite pout in the older man's voice, still Peter said nothing.
"Alright, then I'll see you tonight in my office after your shift," Tony made his way back to the elevator and pushes the button which opened automatically and he steps in, Peter almost followed after him as he called back, worried tone in place all anger and frustration gone.
"You were serious about that? I don't even have my camera!"
"That's alright I've got one set up in my office, tripod included if you wanted to join in the shots," he smiled charmingly and headed back up in the elevator leaving Peter staring at him with his jaw dropped.
Unbelievable. Truly unbelievable.
It was always so hard to tell whether Tony was being genuinely serious or not.
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