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losernotlover · 3 years

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1. This is a literal masterpiece.

2. Why am I such a huge simp for Puppy Play?

Puppy play - read on ao3

Tagging @snowstark because I know they like puppy Peter just as much as I do!

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Peter looks beautiful, sprawled out on the white sheets below him. His pale skin on show, cock tipped pink and blue collar secured around a thin neck.

Tony wants to ruin him. Wants to bruise his skin and make him cry.

He looks up at Tony, nerves making his eyes wide, his breath a little quick. Tony smooths his palms down his puppy's arms, squeezing his hands before moving to his hips.

Peter mewls softly, body shifting at the feel. Tony smirks. He's not even touching the boy and he's already worked up.

"Such a good puppy," Tony grinned. Peter tipped his head back, exposing that pretty little collar, bow and bell settling against his neck.

He responded so positively to his pet name. Tony hums at the sight, running his palms up Peter's flat tummy, over the ridges of his ribcage. His fingers catch on Peter's hard nipples and the puppy keens, chest pressing up into Tony's touch.

"You gonna be good for me?" Tony asked, hands again moving down, past his hips -avoiding his groin- and to his thighs.

"Uh-huh," Peter hums, eyes closing as Tony squeezes his legs. Tony smiles, curling his hands around Peter's knees and lifting.

Peter opens his eyes, and is quick to bring his legs up, holding the back of his knees without being told.

"Good pup," Tony hummed, taking in Peter's exposed skin. "Stay."

Peter swallows thickly, throat clicking at the order. Tony's roaming hands return, smoothing the back of Peter's thighs before following the curve of his ass.

Tony watched Peter's dick twitch, pink hole fluttering.

Tony pops the fly of his pants, pulling the zip down to give his own stiff cock room before grabbing the bottle of lube and squinting some onto his first two fingers.

Peter watches silently, waiting, still full of nerves, but trusting in Tony. He was perfect.

Tony brought his fingers down to Peter's pink hole, pressing into him, but not penetrating.

Peter's breath hitches and he moves away from Tony's touch. "S'cold!"

Tony leans over and presses a soft kiss to Peter's calf. "I'm sorry, pup," he breathed against the skin. He warms it up between his fingers and thumb before continuing.

This time, Peter shivers, lets falling apart to further expose himself to Tony.

The older smiles down at him, continuing the gentle massage to loosen his pup up.

"So beautiful, only for me," Tony cooed. "My puppy."

"Yours," Peter whimpered. Tony pressed a forefinger against Peter's rim, listening to the boy gasp at the feeling of being entered for the first time.

"There you go, such a good pet," Tony praised, beginning to slowly thrust his finger in and out of his puppy.

He added a second one, torn between what he wanted to watch more; Peter's face screw up in pain and discomfort, or his hole stretching deliciously around his intruding fingers.

By the time Tony squeezes in three fingers, Peter's biting back moans and gripping his legs so tight Tony can see the tips of his fingers are white.

His breaths come out in desperate sharp pants. Tony hums, leaning over the boy, still three fingers deep inside as he hovers over his puppy.

"Don't stifle yourself," he ordered, kissing down Peter's jaw and nipping at his ear lobe. "Let me hear those pretty puppy sounds."

Another aborted moan filters through, so Tony hooks his fingers and pulls down, tugging on Peter's rim.

Peter yelps, back arching and body tensing at the feeling. Tony smirked, kissing Peter's jaw once more before returning to his knelt position by his legs.

"Good boy," Tony smiled, continuing to work his fingers inside the boy.

Tears are welling in Peter's eyes, and like Tony predicted, once Peter started, he couldn't stop.

His moans left his open mouth without thought, whimpers and whines and newls, breath hitching. It was music to Tony's ears.

"Does that feel good?" Tony asked, feeling the muscles around his fingers relax further.

"Uh-huh," Peter gasped out, moaning again as Tony twisted his wrist. "S'good, Tony. Feels so good."

Tony smirks, continuing to twist his wrist on every thrust in, pulling more filthy sounds from his puppy.

"You want more?" Tony asked, his cock straining in his pants. His patience is wearing thin. He wants to push inside of his puppy, fuck him hard.

Peter nods, chewing on a swollen lower lip, legs spread further apart.

Tony pauses inside him, mid thrust. He gives Peter a raised eyebrow.

"Good puppies beg, Peter," he scolds. The pup's eyes widen slightly, breath hitching.

"Please," he whimpers, once he's found his voice. "Please, Tony, please I want- want more."

Tony groans at the sound and pulls his fingers free. "On your knees."

Peter releases his legs and rolls over, kneeling with his back to Tony. Thd little bell around his neck jingling as he does so. He leaned forward until he was on his hands, spine curved beautifully, rounding out into his ass.

"Good," Tony hummed, climbing off the bed. "Stay."

Peter nods, chewing on his lip as he watched Tony shuck out of his pants and boxers.

Tony grabs the bottle of lube and squirts some onto his palm before stroking himself. He lets out a sigh, finally being able to touch, to stroke the fire burning in his gut.

Once he's properly slicked, Tony climbs back onto the bed. He knee-walks right up to his puppy and pets his ass, humming in approval.

Tony holds his cock just under the tip, angling himself so he's level with Peter's hole. He brushes the tip against him, listening to the puppy whine.

With his other hand, he follows Peter's spine, curling his fingers around the back of his neck.

"Drop to your elbows, good boy, such a good puppy, doing what I ask."

With Peter on his elbows, his hips roll back, giving Tony a different angle to thrust into.

He keeps a hand around Peter's neck as he pushes in. Its tight, and Tony has to roll his hips forward and back just to get his cockhead past the rim.

Peter yelps when Tony pops inside, trying to rock forward and away, bell sounding with the rough jolt forward, but Tony just tightens his hold around his puppy's neck, holding his scruff.

"Hurts," Peter gasped, hands fisting the sheets in front of him. Tony hums soothingly, rocking his hips and sliding in just a little further with each roll forward.

Peter is tight, painfully so even after the prep. He's heavenly. Perfect in every way.

"You're doing so well, puppy," Tony grunts, feeding more to Peter. "You were made to take my cock, my sweet pet."

Peter lets our a dry sob, head falling forward. Tony pushes in steadily, trying to get as deep as he can in one go.

Peter throws a hand back, pressing his palm into Tony's stomach in an attempt to get him to still, whining out his displeasure.

Tony grabs him by the wrist, twisting his arm until it lays bent behind him and presses in further.

With both hands pinning Peter, the boy has no choice but to drop to his chest as Tony sinks in to the hilt.

"Tony! Tony it hurts! Please, no more, its-" Peter gasps for breath, thighs quivering and chest heaving.

"Too much!"

Tony pets Peter's neck soothingly, keeping ahold of his wrist. "Shh, pup, you can take it," he promised, rocking slowly in and out of the boy.

Peter shakes his head and whimpers, groaning in pain. "Hurts," he chokes out.

"It'll feel better soon," Tony promised. His rolling hips quicken their pace, and Tony begins a gentle thrust, in and out, in and out, each time pulling out a little further before pressing back in.

Peter's pain filled moans turn into whimpers, little gasps and mewls. Tony smirks and picks up the pace.

He's pushing Peter deeper into the mattress with every thrust, and soon he's got a quick, even pace going.

He lets go of Peter's neck and arm in order to grab at Peter's hips, snapping his own forward.

Peter shouts, head thrown back and arms lifting him up off his chest. His cry is accompanied by the little bell. A beautiful sound.

"Thats it," Tony groans. "Doing so well, such a good pet, making such pretty sounds just for me."

Peter's elbows give out, and he's back to pressing his face into the mattress, little bell sounding.

Tony continues to rail into his puppy, reaching forward with one hand to fist Peter's curls. He doesn't pull, but Peter still gasps, keening and reaching back to grab Tony by the wrist.

"Ton-tony!" Peter gasps, body rocking forward as Tony snaps his hips forward again and again. The only sounds are their combined moans and whimpers, their skin slapping against each other, and the ring of the bell adorning Peter's neck.

He glances back, smirking at Peter's feet, held up off the mattress, toes curled inpleasure.

Tony snaps his hips forward with vigor. Peter's moans raise an octave and Tony feels his balls draw up, close to an orgasm.

"Tony!" Peter shouts, frantic as he scrambles for purchase, gasping wetly as he cums. Tony groans as the pup clenches down around him, making it harder to move.

Tony reaches a hand under Peter, wrapping a hand around his slightly curved cock and stroking him through his climax.

Peter moans long and loud, voice wavering near the end. A second later, the boy is shifting, whining pitifully, trying to get away.

"Nuh-uh, I'm not done with you yet," Tony scolds, griping the pup by his hips, keeping him in place.

"Tony, Tony," Peter gasps, thighs quivering.

Tony fucks into Peter roughly, quick and brutal, chasing his orgasm until it slams into him.

He groans loud, burying himself deep into Peter as he cums. Peter whimpers, chest and arms resting on the mattress, ass held out to Tony as he pushed his cum as deep as he could.

Tony curls an arm around Peter's stomach, pulling him up and deeper onto Tony's cock. Peter whimpers, raising when Tony silently demands him to until he's on his knees, practically sitting on Tony's lap, ass full of cock.

"Such a good boy," Tony murmured into his ear, kissing Peter's jaw from behind as he holds Peter to him. "A perfect puppy, just for me."

Peter hums, breathless, a hand moving to grip Tony's arm around his tummy. Tony continues to leave a mess of kisses across Peter's jaw and neck, murmuring gentle praises to his pet until his cock is soft inside Peter.

Cum drools out of Peter as Tony pulls out, and Peter whimpers at the feeling. Tony smirks, scooping a finger inside and pulling it back coated in his own release.

He holds his finger in front of Peter from behind, smirking.

"Lick it off," Tony ordered. Peter glances down at it, before turning his head to look at Tony. "Go on, clean it up, puppy. Be a good pet."

Peter shivers against Tony and slowly wraps his lips around Tony's finger, suckling softly as he licks the cum off.

"Good, good boy," Tony hummed. Peter hums in return. Tony pulls his finger out with a wet pop. "You like that? Want more?"

Tony doesn't wait for Peter to answer. He's already scooping more cum from Peter's ass, running his fingers up the inside of his thigh to catch whats dripped.

"Such a good pet for cleaning up your mess," Tony smiled, feeding Peter his cum covered digits. The pup sucks them clean.

Absolutely perfect, Tony thinks. The perfect pet.

#starker #tony stark x peter parker #pup #puppyplay #cute peter parker #starker nff #nff #peter parker #tony stark

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losernotlover · 3 years

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Thank you so much for tagging me @helaisthequeen

I love doing these, its so fun. Please gimme more!

Also that redness along my nose and cheeks is not blush, it’s redness from allergy. Fuck Pollen.

Tagging: @the-mad-starker @longlivestarker @ghost-spidey @winter-stark-er and anybody else who would like to join!

tagged by my husband @peterrparrkerr for this pic crew 😍 ty bbyy 💖

ALSO YOU’RE ABSOLUTE HANDSOME 🥴OMGDNNX

anyway here’s mine :

tagging : @carelessannie @bluestarker @redatheart @thatrandomsomnia @starkeristheendgame @starkerscoop @starker1975 @itfeelssogoodmrstark @tonyandpeter @kaleidoscopeluli @moodystark @snowstark @professional-benaddict @sinditia and anyone who wanna do it bbys 💖💖

#picrew #tagging #tag game

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losernotlover · 3 years

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Thank you so much @ghost-spidey for tagging me!

Also this is the face I make after stealing everyone’s chocolate.

Tagging: @the-mad-starker @starker-rays @starkerkitty @cipherstarker @starker-flame @longlivestarker @starkeraddictbaby @thegreenmetblue @starkermeup @winter-stark-er @helaisthequeen and anybody else who would like to participate!

tagged by @carelessannie for another pic crew game 🙈 ty bby 💖💖

here’s mine 🥴

i also found it hard to do jdkyl

tagging : @bluestarker @redatheart @starkerscoop @thatrandomsomnia @starkly @sinditia @itfeelssogoodmrstark @snowstark @professional-benaddict @starkerkitty @starker1975 @tonyandpeter @peterrparrkerr @kaleidoscopeluli and everyone who wanna join 💖💖

#why am I lowkey amazing at stealing #okay not amazing but like okay-ish #picrew #art #tagging #tag game

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losernotlover · 3 years

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Imagine Tony stumbling upon a tired Peter sleeping soundly on the couch and simply stopping in his tracks to smile at his cuteness. He adjusts Peter into a more comfortable position and covers him with his favourite fluffy blanket. Before parting, he lightly touches Pete's bouncy curls, reminding himself that the boy is with him, alive and well, very much real and not about to turn to dust. He kisses Peter's forehead and leaves the room, making sure to get a look at Peter one last time because you never know..

#peter parker #starker #tony stark #marvel #tony stark x peter parker #spiderman #iron man #ironspider #iron dad #spider son #imagine #fluff #angsty

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losernotlover · 3 years

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@starkerscoop @ghost-spidey and @thatrandomsomnia tagged me to do this picrew! Thank you so much 💖

This was soo fun to do! I had a blast ✨

Tagging: @starkeraddictbaby @starkermeup @cipherstarker @helaisthequeen @muse-of-gods @starker-rays @winter-stark-er @professional-benaddict @secretmarvelfanatic and anybody else who would like to participate!

@carelessannie @snowstark and @thegreenmetblue tagged me to do this picrew! thank you for the tag

tagging: @thatrandomsomnia @helaisthequeen @smallaviatrix @jordanparker @the-mad-starker @darker-soft-starker @bluestarker @ghost-spidey @redatheart @losernotlover @ironstarker @im-a-goner-foryou and anyone else who wants to do it

#picrew #tag game #tagging #art

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losernotlover · 3 years

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Yay, Another event!

Starker Fest!

More information is on the way, make sure to follow so you don’t miss all the details!

#starker #starker event #peter parker #tony stark #peter parker x tony stark #tony stark x peter parker #ironspider

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losernotlover · 3 years

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Cock Warming

Warnings : NSFW, cock warming, daddy kink, a little bit of degradation.

Tony sighed in frustration for the fifth time and watched out of the corner of his eye as Peter looked up at him with doe eyes full of compassion. "Mr. Stark I think you need some rest. We've been working on this for the past 15 hours" Peter said, yawning as he stood up from his chair and walked towards Tony, "how about you go get some sleep while I look through the ankle bolts?" he suggested.

Tony and Peter have been pushing themselves too much lately but what Tony needed right now was not sleep. He grabbed Peter's hand and pulled him in his lap. Peter blushed adorably as he let out a little squeak and plopped his lush ass right on Tony's slightly protruding bulge. "No Pete," Tony mumbled while kissing Peter's neck, "I don't want to sleep, I want to feel you" Peter replied with a tilt of his head, his eyebrows pushed together making him look unbelievably cute. "What do you mean by feel me?" and before Tony could even reply, Peter's sharp brain caught on and his entire face went red. "I- you m-mean... but n-now?"

Tony lightly chuckled at his partner's flushed face and completed Peter's sentence. "You're right, my smart little boy. I want to feel you, your warmth. How about we do something? You can sit here on my cock and cuddle me as long as you want because I know you're tired too baby and while you do that I can finish off with the ankle bolts and then we can go to bed together?"

"Sounds amazing, Mr. Stark." Peter mumbled a little sleepily.

"Good boy, now take off your pants for me." Tony said while unzipping his own trousers and taking out his cock. He grabbed some lube from the drawer below and squirted some of it on his hand and applied it on his cock. "All done daddy, can't wait to feel you inside me." Peter whined with need. "Patience, baby boy." Tony replied as he slowly began stretching Peter's pink fluttering hole.

After a vigorous 5 minute session of stretching Peter, he finally lined up his member and thrusted it inside Peter's ass. " Unghh-Ah oh god, you're so big, feels soo good" Peter moaned as he grinded down to chase that pleasurable feeling "Shh, Petey pie, I know. Now, shut your pretty little mouth and stay still for daddy. You're going to feel so happy, all full of daddy's cock. Y'know adorable cocksleeves like you love simply sitting on their daddy's cock and being all obedient and pretty."

After hearing Tony talk like that, Peter could not help himself but make aborted thrusts against Tony's lap, mindlessly trying to feel good but also be a pliant cock warmer. "Stop squirming Pete and maybe I'll allow you to cum after this." Tony smirked while gazing deep into Peter's puppy like eyes, full of the hope that maybe Tony will allow Peter to cum this time.

~By losernotlover

#peter parker #starker #tony stark #tony stark x peter parker #spiderman #iron man #nff #sfsummerbingo21 #ironspider #marvel #starker nff #starkerfestivalsevents

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losernotlover · 3 years

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Innocent, naive Peter >>>>>

For the prompt thing if this is alright: Dub con with innocent and naive Peter where Tony tricks him into having sex with him all the time because Peter doesn’t know any better then Peter only finds out what they’re really doing when he has sex ed or something at school but then he still returns to Tony because he’s grown to like doing it Tony would just be surprised because Peter would start telling him things like wanting to get filled up so much that he has babies

this went in a slightly different direction than you might have intended, because I have a really hard time imagining Peter being so naive post-puberty (being both gen Z and a super smart kid). and then I didn’t have the patience to build up all of the brainwashing, so I took a third-party shortcut. Hopefully it still has the spirit of what you wanted though, lol

Tony isn’t the foster dad type.

Ok, well, massive understatement, and widely accepted knowledge considering the reception the press release had gotten, but. Peter’s different. And the circumstances are unique ones.

Iron Man wasn’t in the cult-busting business, but when you land in upstate New York to destroy an arms-smuggling operation and discover roughly 100 brainwashed civilians… Well. You can’t call yourself a superhero and leave them there. Not the way they’d been living.

That wouldn’t have resulted in Tony as a legal guardian, not by itself. But there was something about a small, brown-eyed boy with deft hands and a quick mind, forced to use those assets to invent next-gen weaponry…

It struck a little too close to home.

Keep reading

#dark #starker #nff #starker nff

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losernotlover · 3 years

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✨Corruption kink all the way✨

Angel Face.

Tony calls Peter “angel face” while fucking him till he cries, because in this household, we love corruption kink. That’s it. That’s the fic.

For @starkerfestivals | Fill: Kink Discovery / LINK TO AO3

Gifting this to @peterr-parrkerr and @tonyandpeter for supporting and encouraging my filth LMAO

“Oh, c’mon, angel face,” Tony crooned, low and gravelly in his ear. “Lemme hear it, gimme those sounds from heaven, angel.”

Peter let out a small sob at Tony’s words, gasping as his hand relentlessly stroked his cock in slow, fluid motions. He felt another bead of sweat trickle down the side of his face to his neck. “M-Mr. Stark—”

“That’s me,” Tony chuckled, his thumb tracing circles around the head of his cock, making Peter let out another broken moan. “You need something from me, sweet thing?”

“You’re not what?” Tony’s hand picked up its pace, twisting with a snap every time it reached the base of his cock, and Peter’s hips jerked upwards to meet him halfway, desperate and wanting.

“N-Not— Mr. S-Stark, ‘m not—”

“Let me finish your sentence for you.” Tony cut Peter off mid-stammer by leaning in close, hand still pumping his red, leaking cock, and mouthed at his jaw. Dusting little kisses along Peter’s jawline, he breathed, “You’re not an angel.”

Peter’s breath hitched in his chest, practically echoing in his throat, but he couldn’t say anything, because Tony kept talking.

“You’re not an angel, but you sure as hell look like one.” Tony gripped his cock tighter, hand slowing, making him keen. “You sure as hell make the prettiest noises ever, too, letting out fuckin’ angel songs, aren’t you?”

“Y-Yes!” Peter gasped, because yes, yes, Tony was right, Mr. Stark was always right—

Tony pulled back and dipped his head to mouth at his cock from bottom to top, letting his tongue drag over the slit, sending sparks up Peter’s spine, making him see all the fucking stars in the entire universe flash before his eyes. “Taste just as sweet, too.”

“Hnghh—”

“As pretty as an angel, baby, bambi eyes and pink lips and red cheeks,” Tony continued, voice crooning in a low sing-song tone. “Pretty boy with a pretty cock, ‘course people would think you’re an angel. Hell, you had me fooled the first time too, didn’t you?”

“U-Uh-huh—!”

“Mmm, that’s right.” Tony pulled his hand back when Peter arched up, gasping and spluttering, face turning even more red, and he watched with a look of admiration on his face when Peter wailed in desperation, like he was looking at a piece of art displayed in a museum, hung up on a wall looking oh-so-pretty, like a masterpiece.

“Such pretty noises from a sinner,” Tony murmured when Peter collapsed back down, chest heaving and heaving as his cock angrily dribbled more pre-come, so close, so close but not yet. “Bet you wanna come so bad, huh, you poor thing?”

“Ple-ase,” Peter choked out, fisting the sheets beneath him like that would somehow help him, would take away the burning ball of heat in his gut, building more and more until it hurt. “M-Mr. Stark—”

“You know the rule, baby,” Tony murmured. Peter’s eyes snapped opened just in time for him to see Tony leaning in, and he dipped his head back to let him slot their lips together, wet noises filling up the room, punctuated by Peter’s small gasps and Tony’s exhales of satisfaction.

“Please,” Peter begged again when Tony finally pulled back, his mind beginning to go fuzzy with white noise.

“You know the rule, angel face,” Tony repeated. His hands gently manhandled Peter over onto his stomach, squeezing until his skin went white from the pressure, and he kissed the small of Peter’s back, right above the swell of his ass. “Sweet, needy sinners who pretend to be angels don’t get to come until I do.”

Peter let out a dry sob at the words, hips grinding down desperately to try to gain friction, some sort of relief.

“Now, now,” Tony chuckled, carding a hand through Peter’s hair affectionately, indulgently, like he wasn’t making him cry. “Shhh, no tears, angel face, none of that. Be good for me, now.”

“Y-Yes, Mr. Stark!” Peter gasped, squeezing his eyes shut, feeling his wet eyelashes brush against each other.

He keened when Tony entered him in one smooth motion, having been already prepped, teased and fingered for hours already, and he couldn’t help but clench, feeling— needing to, to hold on, to never let Tony go, wanting to feel the burn—

“Yeah,” Tony breathed. “Yeah, there you go, fuck, angel, you— you’re so tight, so wet, jesus, you’re perfect.” His hips slowly picked up their pace, along with Peter’s noises that grew more and more desperate.

“Mr. St— please— I-I need—”

“Is that begging I hear?” Tony asked in a mockingly incredulous tone, and Peter let out a dry sob in protest. “Is that begging coming from a sweet innocent mouth? Do I have a sinner on my hands?”

The words sent a wave of arousal and need that washed over Peter, and he shuddered, feeling— feeling like he needed something, he just— he just didn’t know what—

“You think an angel can have an ass this fuckin’ wet and needy?” Tony cracked a hand down on his left cheek, making Peter sob. “You think so, angel face?”

And that was what he needed.

Arching, he gasped, “N-No!” Peter’s voice was muffled from the pillow that he’d buried his face into to bite back his moans, trying to hold them back. “‘m—‘m sorry—”

“Sorry?” Tony gave a mocking noise of surprise. “You’re sorry? Whatever could you be sorry for?”

“F-For lying, for, for bein’ a si— a sin—” Peter stammered, breaking off into loud mewls as Tony gripped his hips hard, pounding into him.

“Oh, yeah, I bet you’re fucking sorry. But that’s okay, I gotcha, I’ll help you out, little angel. C’mon, angel face, my little sinner,” Tony crooned. “Show me what you can do with this sweet, sweet ass.”

“Yes, Mr. S-Stark!” Peter gasped, lifting his ass to push back against Tony every time his hips snapped forward, and Tony made a noise in the back of his throat. He was so close, so close, the words, sinning, it was all so much, so much and so good—

“Yeah, just like that,” Tony breathed. “Yeah, there you go, angel.”

Peter mewled, and stuttered, “T-Thank you, thank y-you, M-Mr. Stark— thank y-you—”

And then Tony was spilling into him, grinding down and closer like he wanted to, to claim him, own him, sin with him—

Peter felt a hand on his cock and his breath hitched loudly in his throat, a wet, ragged click that seemed to echo in the room, and then came Tony’s voice, low and gravelly. “C’mon, angel, show me what you can do, show me how you can sin, show me how filthy and needy and slutty and desperate you are, c’mon, give it to me, let me hear you.”

So Peter gave, because he always did, when it came to Mr. Stark.

He sobbed, fucking into Tony’s fist desperately, entire body wracked with tremors and gasps until he was spurting strings of white, all over Tony’s hand and on the sheets and everywhere—

He felt his arms and legs completely turn to jello and he collapsed, gasping and writhing, and he heard Tony inhale sharply as he pulled out slowly. A finger brushed over his hole, where Tony’s come was trickling out, a thumb pushing it back in, and Peter mewled helplessly, clenching.

“So filthy, look at’chu,” Tony said in a tone of utter and complete admiration. “Look here for me, angel face, lemme see the tear tracks on your face.”

Peter obediently turned, eyes still half-lidded, and Tony’s eyes flicked over his face, lingering on the his swollen lip, where he’d bitten and bitten to hold back from coming, and his wet eyelashes, the sweat on his forehead—

And then he extended his hand and Peter’s lips instinctively parted, tongue flicking out to drag through his own come, still on Tony’s hand, an offering that he couldn’t and wouldn’t refuse.

“When angels make a mess,” Tony murmured, eyes never leaving Peter’s face, “they gotta clean it up so that there’s no trace of it left. Clean up your sin, hide it, angel face, so we can do it all over again tomorrow.”

#starker #tony stark #peter parker #fic #nff #oh i'm here for angel face lmfao #corruption #kink #sinner

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losernotlover · 3 years

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Hi! If you get this, answer with three random things about yourself and send this to the last seven blogs in your notifications – Anonymously or not! Let’s get to know the person behind the blog! :)

Woah! Another one? That's amazingg✨

1. I have a baby face.

2. I've never had a boyfriend, I don't like relationships at all.

3. My nickname is 'smartpoop' because according to my friends I'm a piece of shit but a smart one at that lol

(I'm actually not smart, I just try not to think like a hormone driven teenager. It works 99% of the time)

Anyways, thank you so much!

#ask me stuff #answered asks #starkerscoop #starker community

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losernotlover · 3 years

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Sure bubs, whatever you want ;)

I’m inviting the entire starker community to my wedding with Dipsy the teletubby!

Here’s a picture of us, the very happy couple ❤️

#I'm definitely coming #let me get my time machine brb

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losernotlover · 3 years

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It's in August.... 2019

I’m inviting the entire starker community to my wedding with Dipsy the teletubby!

Here’s a picture of us, the very happy couple ❤️

#lelmo and scoopy #thegreenmetblue #the wedding #starkerscoop

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losernotlover · 3 years

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Twelve is a lot, I'm sure he'll pass out by the end of it.

Mummification - read on ao3

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Tony's gotten used to the muffled begging and crying coming from the floor. With the nanotech suit keeping Peter immobilized, Tony can do anything he wants to the boy.

He glances down from the couch, seeing the suit holding Peter inside. The nanites cover everything but his cock and upper half of his face, keeping him gagged.

Peter's watery brown eyes look up at him with desperation, and Tony smiles down at him.

"How many times has he cum, F.R.I.D.A.Y?" Tony mused, not taking his eyes off the boy. Peter's eyes squeeze shut and he lets out a high pitched cry through the nanotech around his mouth.

The suit doesn't let him move around, even a little. The boy can't override it -only Tony can.

"Analysis shows Mr. Parker has climaxed a total of five times, sir," F.R.I.D.A.Y answers smoothly.

"Only five?" Tony asks, glancing down at Peter. The boy's eyes are full of tears, body fighting the suit. His cock is laying limp against the suit, drooling cum and making a puddle across the nanotech.

"You do want out of there, don't you?" Tony continues, knowing there's a nanite cock up the kid's ass, milking his prostate. He must be so sore, so sensitive.

"I told you twelve," Tony hummed, reaching down and brushing fingers gently across Peter's spent cock.

The boy lets out a desperate wail through the gag, choking on his tears as he tries desperately to move away. The suit doesn't let him.

"Or do you love it in there?" Tony muses, continuing his gentle petting of Peter's cock. It drools at a steady pace now, and Tony knows he'll be dry by the seventh orgasm. "You like feeling helpless as my suit fucks you?"

Peter can only cry, shaking his head frantically. Tony -to Peter's relief- pulls his hand away.

"Seven more, and then you can come out," Tony reminds him. Peter's muffled begging has Tony frowning at the boy, all teasing gone from his voice as he says, "this is punishment, Peter. You disobeyed, so you deal with the consequences."

With that, Tony settles back into the couch, turning his eyes to the TV.

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