Disclaimer/Spoilers: IM1, IM2, SM1, SM2, SM3. Iron Man/Spiderman/Tony Stark/Peter Parker and all other characters mentioned are copy-written by Marvel. Story plot is mine for amusement purposes only. Yes I finally updated, shortly after my previous chapter my computer busted and I had to get a new one. Actually the hubby got me a new one… but anyway… so I decided to add a few new peeps in the story dun dun duuuuuuuuuuunn! You'll have to read to see who they are, now on with Chapter 10! Holy cow…
It had started with the flowers. Flowers. Really. At first Peter found them endearing because he knew that Tony was trying but that soon came to a halt when a clown walked into the lab with a bouquet of balloons and began to sing, 'That's Amore'. Mortified, Peter had given the clown $20 to leave while in the middle of the song, pushes the entertainer out of the door, thanked him for the song and had shown him where to exit the building.
"Tony, as much as I appreciate the flowers and the-the clown," Peter had caught up with Tony later that day, "you forget that I'm a guy not a girl. I'm not easily persuaded with flowers or candy or even songs," Peter bit his lip and shuddered while he thought of said clown, "I like cars and bikes and-ah!" Tony had opened his mouth to say something but Peter quickly raised his hand to stop him, "I also don't mean that I want you to buy me a bike or a car either!"
Tony looked defeated and even pouted a little, now that was genuine and that is what Peter really liked about Tony. "So what do you want?"
Peter smiled and took a quick look around in the hallway where they were standing in before Peter turned his attention back to the older man, "Just to spend time with you. Build something like a new suit or even help you fix one of your cars or a bike like we used to, that's all,"
Tony raised his brows and gave Peter a look, "That's all?" He asked and then came that cool Tony Stark smile that always seemed to work on women. Okay and some of the men too, though Peter tried his best not to let on, "No home movies over said car or bike? Some unrated car porn?"
Tony had one arm around Peter's waist while his other hand roamed over the younger man's chest. Peter blushed and offered Tony a nervous laugh, "Is that all you ever think about? Machines and sex?"
"Nope, sometimes it just machines... most days it's just sex,"
"Very charming," Peter snorted and pulls himself away from Tony then takes a quick look around to make sure that no one was watching them.
"Don't be so paranoid Cottontail, there's no-one in sight," at this Tony pulls Peter back to him and gives him a deep, slow, mind-blowing kiss. Peter felt as though the ground had been pulled from underneath him and he was floating weightlessly; like a runaway balloon too stubborn to come down. Oh, Peter felt like he could stay that high for hours...
"Do ya like what you see? Oh whoa! Let me entertain ya till ya screaaaaaaam! Oh! Do ya know whatcha got into? Can ya handle what I'm 'bout ta do? Cause it's about ta get rough for you. I'm here for your entertainment..."
"Shit." Tony cursed just as his cell phone began to ring. Peter looks down at where the music was coming from, "Catchy tune," he smiled when he looked back up at the older man. Tony rolled his eyes and shakes his head while he answered, "Yeah?"
There was a brief pause, to where Peter noticed Tony's jaw set absolutely tight until he, Tony, answered in a way one would while passing by a garbage truck down wind, "It's impossible, I can't."
Another pause.
"My final answer is no," he hung up after that and turns off his phone, his attention now back to Peter.
"Something wrong?" Peter asked casually though silently hoping Tony would tell him what the matter was.
"Nah, old business colleague," he shrugs and pulls Peter toward him again then gives the younger man an even more intense kiss than before, "I'm taking you out tonight," he decided without asking Peter and began to walk back toward his office.
Peter stood there between befuddlement and shock, "What? Tonight? But I've got a—" he actually had plans that night, "thing tonight," oh yeah, brilliant Parker, a "thing" Tony would totally go for that.
"I think New York can handle a night without Spiderman," Tony smirked, stealing another kiss or two from Peter, who blushed brilliantly to Tony's standards. The kid was just too adorable for words most of the time.
"Actually it's with Johnny," it was only recently that Peter was introduced to the Fantastic group, all thanks to Tony who had worked side by side with Dr. Reed Richards two years before Tony had met Peter; it's a small world after all. "He's been wanting to hang out for a while but with our demanding schedules we were finally able to plan tonight.
"I see…" was that disappointment in Tony's voice, or could Peter have only imagined it? "Well then, you have fun on your boy's night out. If you decide to bring a girl home let me know," Tony winked at him, Peter sputtered a, "No way! I wouldn't-!" then he saw the new smile on Tony's face, "Horrible," Peter shook his head and smiled bashfully, "You are horrible to me,"
Tony laughed, "I know I am but you want me anyway," he then enters and closes the door to his office. But little did Peter know that Tony's office phone was ringing repeatedly, so that when the older man picked it up he was greeted by the "old colleague" that had just called on Tony's cell only moments ago.
Tony knew he was going to regret the upcoming conversation so instead of hanging up, he simply took the call.
Three months later…
"Hey Pepper, who's Steve?"
"Steve?" she asked while looked taken aback, "I've no idea,"
Liar, of course she knew but she wasn't going to tell Peter who the man was or what he meant to Tony.
"Why do you ask?"
Peter shrugged nonchalantly, "I was just wondering, Tony's been talking to someone named Steve for the last couple of weeks, I just wanted to know, should I be worried?"
Pepper had known about Peter and Tony for some time as well, the older man always confided in her. Biting the inside of her cheek for a minute or two she then smiled at Peter, "Nope, you have absolutely no need to worry. Tony honestly cares about you. In fact I think this is the longest relationship he's ever been in, so that really saying something!"
"Really?" Peter's heart gave a flutter, "I mean, wow," he thought it unbelievable but he did believed Pepper, she wouldn't lie to him.
"Peter, you're really good for him, he's changed so much since he's met you, I mean that," she smiled and pats him on the shoulder, Peter began to feel a little better.
Later that same day, while passing by Tony's office, Peter heard Pepper say in her most agitated voice, "You should really tell Peter who Steve is, you owe him that much."
"Pep come on, Peter doesn't need to know. Ugh and don't give me that look…" Tony groaned with disgust, perhaps Pepper was giving him the mom look. You know the look your mother gives when you've tried sneaking out late at night and got caught? Yeah, that's the one.
"Peter's a sweet guy; I just don't want to see him get hurt,"
'Hurt? Me? Is he cheating on me?' Peter's heart raced and he felt as if he swallowed a chunk of ice.
"What about me?"
"What about you?" Pepper retorted, "You always bounce back with the next two-legged creature you end up taking to your place."
"Okay first of all: ouch. And secondly you don't have to worry because nothing is going on between me and Steve," well that was comforting, "that was a long time ago and we're past that, this is strictly business. I swear!"
"I still think you need to tell Peter about him, he should know that you're making business plans with your ex,"
So that was it. Peter couldn't help but feel disappointed that Tony had not made the effort in telling him. After all, Peter had (forcefully) introduced Tony to Mary Jane after he told him (which was brought up in conversation) about her as well!
"If the conversation comes up, I'll tell him,"
Pfft, yeah right!
"You promise?" Peter could tell that she was giving Tony the stink eye.
"I promise,"
"Swear on your suit,"
"Which one?"
"Your favorite!" Pepper was getting annoyed.
"Yes I swear on my favorite Armani suit," Tony stated clearly, when Peter heard Pepper making a frustrated growl.
"I mean your iron man suit!"
"Oh! Well why didn't you say so? Okay I swear on my iron man suit." Peter could hear the smile in Tony's voice and couldn't help but smile as well. Shaking his head in agitation, Peter then pulls away from the door and headed back to work, he needed something to distract him from the sudden feeling of impending doom that was now circling above his head.
"Movies tonight?" Peter asked just as he was punching out of the kiosk by the employee parking lot.
Tony shrugs, "I'd rather take you to dinner then dancing," he gave Peter that secret smile he always gave him when he knew he would get his way in the end.
Dancing, of course. Peter couldn't dance to save his life. Well he shouldn't say that, actually he just can't dance, period. Tony's phone beeped and he looked at it then cursed as though he remembered something. "I forgot, I actually have a meeting in forty-five minutes,"
Peter's heart plummeted a little, "Really, tonight? What about our dinner plans?"
"Come with me. Besides I might need your advice on this possible future project with these clients." Tony offered Peter a sweet smile; however Peter noticed that the smile didn't quite reach Tony's eyes like they normally do. Maybe Tony did feel guilty for making plans with Peter having forgotten this so-called meeting he would be having.
"I'm not exactly dressed for a business dinner," Peter pointed out and gestures down to his jeans, sneakers and his blue checkered shirt, he was also wearing his white lab coat.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to worry about clothes? I have a suit for you on stand-by, now come on and get dressed. As soon as we're done we can catch a late show, I promise," Tony was being absolutely charming and he did have a point; the sooner that this dinner was over, the sooner they could be alone together, Peter really liked that idea.
After changing in Tony's private bathroom as well as beating the traffic, both men arrived at the restaurant in record time.
"Japanese food, eh?" Peter asked and fidgeted with his tie a little, Tony lightly smacks Peter's hand.
"Yes, this is a quality restaurant with impeccable service, and stop playing with your tie; it's fine,"
"Yes dad," Peter teased and saw how the glare on Tony's face turned slightly lecherous.
"By the end of the night, you'll be calling me 'daddy' for sure." he murmured so only they could hear and Tony gave Peter's butt a good little smack and grab. Peter jumped and turned bright red.
"Oh there they are, come on."
As they approached the large round table, there were a total of six people. Four men in suits and two women, one in a pretty red number the other in a blue one.
"Tony Stark, what a pleasant surprise," said a tall, blond, and quite muscular man. Peter's first impression was that this man looked about ready to burst right out of his suit if he moved or flex another inch. Tony looked stern and quickly shook the other man's hand, "Hey," Tony replied shortly and sat down, patting the seat next to him for Peter to sit in.
"And who is this strapping young man who you've brought along with you? I'm astonished that you aren't introducing us!" the blond man said and stretches his hand toward Peter.
"Steve, Peter Parker. Peter, Steve Rogers,"
Steve Rogers? Tony's ex, nice to know.
"It's nice to meet you Steve, I've heard a lot about you," Peter said pleasantly while he shook Steve's hand then sat down next to Tony, his hand under the table reached out and rested over Tony's nearest thigh.
'Mine!" Peter thought, his fingers drew small circles over Tony's thigh, 'Not yours, mine!"
This night just got interesting.
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