#omega tony stark

[the-mad-starker]

Starker Smut: Dubconned Into True Love

For @khalixascorner ! This was supposed to be a bday present and it ended up being a belated bday, Xmas, reward thing 😂🥲 Hope you enjoy it!

Summary: Villain Omega Tony capturing alpha Peter and deciding to keep him. Aka Reversed Wife stealing plot where the omega steals the alpha

Notes: some version of SIM!Tony, omega Tony Stark, Bottom Tony Stark, alpha Peter Parker, intersex omegas, non/dub con of the heat/rut variety, heat sex, breeding, knotting, biting, vaginal sex

WC: 8431

Note 2: Inspo for Tony's outfit is in Ao3 cause Tumblr doesn't like it 😤

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"Um… Mr. Superior…?"

Tony ignores the tied up alpha. As far as he's concerned, the kid has been neutralized and Tony's gotten what he wanted so there's no need to interact.

Except… the alpha pup is stubborn. He continues to try to get the Superior's attention and he's doing it so politely that Tony actually feels something (not bad, there's no way he feels bad about anything).

He crosses out the emotions based on the process of elimination.

Annoyance? Not really. He's too amused at the situation to be annoyed.

"Excuse me, Mr. Stark? …Sir…?"

With a huff, Tony turns away from the interface, brilliant blue eyes calculating.

"Yes, dear?" he croons, his voice coming out sarcastic and cool.

Tony immediately feels like a jerk when the alpha pup perks up at the attention, a hesitant smile pulling his lips up into an easy smile.

They have a deal where Tony would keep the muzzle off as long as the kid doesn't yell or scream or do any of those other annoying things hostages tend to do. And well, he isn't yelling or screaming or even pleading to be let go. Instead, he's trying to play nice with his captor while Tony’s watching the frantic little bugs called Shield scurry around on the video feeds.

It's interrupting Tony's fun but he figures the kid's owed at least some attention.

The Superior has kidnapped him after all.

"You know I'm an alpha, right?" the kidnapped superhero asks curiously.

Usually, a stupid question like that would have Tony rolling his eyes and immediately snapping the muzzle back in place. For some reason though, something about the pup's tone sounds genuine as though he's actually confused why someone like Tony would grab him.

Oh. Right. Spider-Man is a kid. Well, barely. He’s eighteen, according to the files, but in terms of superhero and villain business, he's still so green. So green that it makes the Superior feel a twinge of not-so-villainy guilt.

"Peter Parker," Tony states as he swirls around in his chair.

One nimble leg crosses over the other. His white suit pants are form-fitting but not enough to be indecently tight. He has nanotech woven into an actual suit, all white of course. He’s comfy and sexy, comfort being a priority. The open white blazer is styled specifically for male omegas, broad around the shoulders but narrow around the hips. Underneath that, he isn't wearing anything which leaves the lean muscles of his chest exposed but not bare.

He has gleaming jewelry that drips in languid chains from the delicate collar around his neck. More nanotech, this time fashioned into something like precious diamonds. They sparkle brilliantly in the light but they're so much more than just pretty rocks.

What he’s wearing right now isn't even the most risque thing he’s ever worn but it's meant to catch the eye and it definitely catches Peter's.

Tony likes to wear his armor best like this. It's so easy to masquerade one of his deadliest weapons as elegant pieces of art that bring attention to his best assets. And because alphas are such knotheads, that's all they care to see.

No matter what Tony wears, there are eyes always being drawn to him. It amuses him when the supposedly good guys can't take their eyes away from him. Then again, Tony's always enjoyed being the center of attention, whether it's as the most eligible omega in the world or the cold-hearted Merchant of Death. It's something his instincts purr at, the attention being directed at him.

Even when he has no intention to entice or seduce, Tony uses the natural allure of being an omega because it's just too easy to.

The Superior lifts a perfectly manicured hand to his chest, fingertips casually trailing down the sparkles of nanotech diamonds. They're linked piece by piece with delicate chains, also meticulously crafted to add to the deception of a beautiful pampered but weak omega.

No one has been fooled by his facade in years but some alphas still fall hard for Tony’s handsome face and his unique mouthwatering scent.

Seeing the way Peter Parker's gaze follows the movement of his fingers, his eyes drinking in the sight of exposed tan skin instead of the shine of the tech…

Tony smirks, ego rightfully stroked.

He snaps the fingers on his other hand, breaking his own spell over the cute alpha pup.

Immediately, Peter's wide eyes shoot up. When he meets Tony’s knowing gaze and his face flushes an endearing pink because he knows he's been caught looking. Caught lusting over one of the bad guys.

"Alpha," Tony coos and whether the kid takes it as Tony confirming the knowledge he has or is calling for him… Ah, yes, the latter. The pup's eyes go a little hazy, as though being called alpha is actually making his dick hard.

Peter quickly looks away but like a shark scenting blood, Tony’s already caught it.

There's a high possibility that something as simple as getting called alpha by an attractive omega would do it for him. The kid is green, after all, and Tony remembers being 18. All those hormones…

Even with the mandatory suppressants that alphas and omegas are subjected to, the instincts are still there, quietly simmering just under the skin, always so easy to mess with. Having an omega's attention makes alphas so weak to influence. Having Tony's attention pretty much guaranteed their ruin back in those days

Hmm. Tony wonders if this kid's ever even experienced an unsuppressed rut.

He clicks his tongue at the thought and uncrossing his legs, he stands. The jewelry makes a soft tinkling sound, like bells, as he walks towards the bound alpha. He places a finger under the pup's chin and tilts his face up so their eyes meet.

"I know everything about you," Tony tells him sweetly.

He's read the reports and he admits to himself that the information there has been enough to interest him. Intrigue him, if he wants to be truly honest.

The Superior looks at the kid and he's intrigued. How unfortunate for him that he’s been caught in Tony’s crosshairs. He hadn't planned to do anything about it just yet, but with the opportunity presenting itself, why not?

Peter doesn't seem surprised by his words and yet, he's still perplexed.

"Then… Why did you kidnap me?" he asks. His eyebrows scrunch down as he mutters thoughtfully, "I'm an alpha and alphas don't get stolen… Especially by an omega, it's…"

Unorthodox. Radical. Untraditional.

Words that are often used to describe the kind of omega that Tony is.

Here, Tony does roll his eyes and he steps back. The retreat has the alpha cautiously looking at him again. Tony smiles and catches the jump in Peter’s heartbeat.

"Look, just cause I'm a 'mega doesn't mean I can't do alpha things," Tony tells him, "Or well, I can definitely act like one. If I want to steal myself a pretty wife, I definitely can."

"You're not making much sense," the kid says. He completely ignores the wife comment that references him in this scenario. "Shouldn't you have stolen the omega so that I can, uhm, rescue them…?”

Tony laughs, actually laughs. It's bright and free. He's entertained and he's always in a good mood when he's being entertained.

“We’re not in some cliche superhero story, kid,” Tony grins at him, omega fangs peeking out. “I'm not some… typical villain and you… Nah, kid, you're not saving some damsel in distress here… If anything, you're the one in distress.”

Peter only looks more puzzled. “I'm not though.”

“Oh?” Tony encourages him to answer.

“I mean, besides being tied up to a chair– which, by the way, is a very cliche supervillain thing to do–” Peter gives him a look that only amuses Tony even more. “You've been pretty decent to me, Mr. Stark.”

Tony rolls his eyes.

“Interrogation when I don't need anything is tedious,” the Superior says distastefully. “Besides, I got what I wanted so anything else is just a tasty bonus.”

Peter hums indulgently and Tony is suddenly feeling a little vindictive. He already has Shield scrambling to find them so as he said, everything else is just a bonus.

Tony is in a good mood. He wants to keep being in a good mood and therefore, he wants to have fun. He wants to poke and prod at this intriguing alpha and see if it’s worth keeping the muzzle off. He wants to see if the alpha could be… something worth keeping.

"If I stole the omega," the Superior returns to the previous topic, "they'd just find you another omega."

He shrugs, a smooth roll of his shoulder, and lets his gaze take in his prize. All joking aside, he has an alpha in his hands that, scientifically speaking, is a good match for him.

His prospects for a mate that won't break under his attention are rather limited. He doesn't need a mate, but one look, one interaction with this alpha makes him think of all those possibilities that he's pushed away in the past.

And if it turns out that this kid isn't what the Superior wants, well. He at least knows what fun he wants to have with him.

Peter is cute, a cute alpha pup just growing into his body. Tony can see very clearly that he’ll be a handsome man with a sharp jawline and lips perfect for begging. He’d probably make some omega very happy, with his heart of gold and his alpha cock. If the kid hadn't gotten involved with Shield, the Superior thinks he could've flown under his radar and possibly lived a perfectly boring normal life.

Or maybe not.

The kid’s brains and whatever projects he’d end up in would have certainly made waves in the world. Logically, the Superior would have found him, sooner or later.

Is that fate or just Tony’s luck?

The Superior’s lips stretch into a kind of smile that's had the Winter Soldier twitching for his guns.

The mood shifts and Peter, the smart pup that he is, senses it immediately. There's a stillness to him that reminds Tony of prey sensing a predator’s presence. The alpha becomes uneasy, uncertain of where a volatile omega like Tony Stark is going to take this.

Tony smiles again, sweetly. Peter doesn't buy it but Tony pounces anyway.

The omega presses his palm right above Peter's heart. He can feel it beating harshly right there beneath the firm muscle and hard bone.

Ta-dump. Ta-dump. Tadumptadump…

“Are you nervous, pup?” Tony drawls, “Have you finally realized that I’m not interested in some Shield lackey… That I’m interested in you, alpha. Shield was practically begging me to crash the party. Who am I to disappoint?”

Peter’s mouth opens, maybe a little shocked at Tony’s forwardness. Maybe such a cute pup can't imagine someone like Tony outright declaring their interest but the blush on his face… He wants Tony's attention just like Tony wants his. It's already shaping up to be a good match.

He likes this. He wants it. Tony can smell it on him, his interest and a hint of fresh arousal that's distinct from the usual musk that teenage alphas like him carry. He can see the physical effect he has on Peter too but the omega doesn't bring attention to that little detail just yet.

Peter just doesn't think he's allowed to have it because…? Who knows. No matter the reason, he’s restraining himself, hovering between what his instincts want and what his mind is saying.

Tony doesn't care for the reason, he’ll pick it apart with either words or his body. He's good at using both.

Another shudder, another minute shake of Peter’s head in denial but the Superior knows. He now has Spider-Man intrigued.

Tony strikes while the iron’s hot and gracefully sprawls himself on the top of the alpha. The pup squeaks in surprise and jerks when Tony’s ass settles on top of his lap. There's a bulge there that nudges up almost perfectly where Tony’s nanotech suit covers his pussy.

It feels hot, the shape of it– Oh… it's getting bigger. Tony’s eyelashes flutter as heat ignites in his belly, making his empty insides clench in anticipation.

He's going to have this alpha and he's going to enjoy it. Immensely.

The Superior grinds down on the pup's swelling cock, assessing without looking. The kid’s essentially wearing a spandex onesie and the material is stretching tight over the alpha pup’s hard cock. He feels hot and big– Tony pauses, feeling the delicious heat emanating from beneath him and hmm… the girth of his cock… Very nice. Tony can tell that it's thick, maybe thicker than his favorite dildo.

Oh, what a stretch Tony’s in for…

“S-Sir…!” the pup splutters, drawing Tony’s attention. He pets the boy’s cheek, soothing and distressing the alpha at the same time.

"I can see potential and oh, Peter… what a waste, what a sad sad waste," Tony purrs and wraps an arm around the kid's flushed neck which he presses his lips to. "You know, Shield basically neuters their underlings. Not physically, of course, but they go on and on about control and not falling prey to instincts… It's such bullshit.”

There’s a look that crosses Peter’s face, disgruntled, but Tony knows he's right. In this moment of vulnerability, Peter’s instincts are going wild under Tony’s influence and the omega can see the fight going on inside his pretty little head. Maybe the kid wouldn't have been able to show such an emotion if he was in the right mind.

Tony feels a sense of satisfaction that even without kn, he can still predict this in an alpha he’s interested in. His instincts, after all, are rarely ever wrong.

“You must've thrown them for a loop… Did you have to pretend, kid?” the Superior doesn't have to pretend to sympathize. At one point in his life, he, too, was forced to adhere to others and their control.

The kid’s breathing has escalated and his wide honey-brown eyes are staring straight ahead. See no evil, hear no evil, huh?

Peter's clinging tight to denial, Tony knows. Mouth parted, fast shallow breaths… Poor kid. Tony is too much to handle for an organization like Shield on a good day and here he is, pitting himself against someone as green, as innocent, as this baby hero.

“You don't have to answer that. I know.” Tony licks his lips. He can taste the alpha pup’s scent on his tongue. “If Shield tries to tie you down to some loyal lackey so that those feral instincts of yours calm down… I wonder what’ll happen…”

He leaves it suggestive but they both know.

It won't work.

It hadn't worked on Tony’s instincts even before extremis. It won't work on an alpha of Peter’s caliber.

“That's not what happened…” Peter says weakly, finally breaking his silence.

It's to defend Shield but Tony still considers it a win to have the kid responding to him. He presses closer, his scent rich and distracting.

“Isn't it? Did meeting that sweet natured omega calm your instincts? You don't feel calm,” Tony says rather seriously while grinding on the alpha pup’s lap.

Tony had snatched him just as Peter met Shield’s potential mate for him. The Superior had heard just enough that he couldn't bear watching the awkward encounter for a second later.

Peter hadn't gone willingly and a short-lived scuffle had occurred. Spider-Man had prioritized shielding the omega Shield agent without realizing that he was the true target until it was too late.

The Superior had a good time carrying the alpha in his arms like a bride being brought home.

Tony had planned this just for shits and giggles, another flippant middle finger to Shield for thinking they can keep this kid hidden away from Tony. He’d snatched the alpha right from under Shield’s nose and now, he’s making his own claim because he wants.

With the rocking of his hips and the scent he’s breathing in… With what Tony knows about the kid from Shield’s files though none of them mentioned the nice surprise the alpha’s packing between his legs.

Tony wants to keep him. Just a minute ago, it was just a possibility. Keep the kid if he can satisfy Tony but now, even if Peter’s performance leaves him unsatisfied, Tony won't let him go. He can just train the alpha into what he wants.

From Shield’s files, Peter’s been noted to be very eager to please. Tony purrs as he recalls this information and he leans forward, placing his lips on the alpha’s pulse and sucking hard.

Yes. Even if Peter performs well, Tony can train him regardless. Refine that potential of his into something truly… Superior.

Peter’s hips jerk up, grinding against Tony's receptive body even as the alpha throws his head back to groan.

In this position, Tony’s pants are stretched tight over his ass. The heat between their bodies is building and it's only going to get messy. Sex between an alpha and omega is always deliciously messy.

The omega pulls himself away from the nice hickey he’d made on Peter's neck. In front of his very eyes, he sees the molted skin heal itself, the bruise going from dark to red to yellow then fading away like someone hit a fast-forward button on just that patch of skin. It's fascinating like everything else about the pup.

It makes him think even as the baby alpha’s scent floods out of him and reaches for Tony. Tony breathes it in, knowing it could make him lose his mind if he lets it.

“Do their suppressants even work on someone like you?” Tony wonders out loud in a contented sigh.

Even if the pup’s scent isn't affecting him, it still smells so good… Like rolling around in freshly laundered blankets, so warm and inviting.

He runs his hands over the trembling muscles of the alpha’s shoulders. The way Peter’s reacting to him tells Tony that whatever suppressants Shield has been giving him isn't working.

He rubs his cheek against the alpha's and tilts his face up while shifting his body up so that he's no longer warming up Peter's straining cock.

It puts his neck in a dangerous position, right where the alpha’s fangs are. Technically, Peter could stop all this now by shoving him off. It's another simple test to see how hard Peter’s alpha instincts are riding him. How much more Tony will have to push.

He doesn't disappoint.

Peter turns his face towards Tony’s neck. The alpha sucks in a deep breath of Tony’s scent as though he’s ravenous for it. The pup’s scent may not be affecting Tony but his is definitely influencing Peter’s.

He growls at the protection that Tony’s nanotech collar provides but he doesn't let it stop him. Right above the omega's protected mating gland, the flat of a tongue licks at the soft skin there. That spot– even if it's not the gland directly– it’s still sensitive and vulnerable. It should be setting off alarm bells in the omega's mind and yet, it has the Superior sighing in pleasure.

“Hmm…” Tony moans in approval.

The alpha drags his tongue lower, licking desperately at gaps between the chains just to get a taste of him.

There are teeth involved now! Sharp alpha fangs try to close down around Tony’s nanotech collar to get to that soft vulnerable skin. He can hear the gnashing and grinding of teeth against the metal and the omega laughs breathlessly, not at all worried that his tech will fail him.

“Oh… Bad alpha,” Tony groans and presses closer. “Were you going to try to bite me without permission? What a brute.”

He pulls back, the collar seamlessly melting away where it's caught on the alpha’s teeth. The nanotech forms back into its proper shape around his neck without a single scratch.

When Tony looks into the pup's eyes, he coos at what he finds. Just a little bit of sniffing and the pup is now drunk off the Superior’s scent.

“S-Sorry– I don't…” Peter squeezes his eyes shut, mortified. “I don’t understand w-what's happening… Why–”

Poor baby alpha’s trying to regain control but Tony won't give him the chance to. He likes this alpha all scent drunk and horny for him.

“Oh, you poor thing,” Tony purrs at the pup, caressing his flushed cheeks. He comes to a realization watching the pup’s eyes glaze over even as his mouth pants open.

He had been wrong. It isn't that Shield’s suprassants aren't working. It's just that whatever drugs they have Peter on is nothing compared to the Superior.

Their compatibility is too strong. Perhaps Shield hadn't thought that Tony would ever take a mate. He’s killed and maimed enough alphas that have tried. Then again, none of them has ever been Peter Parker.

“I'll take care of you, sweetheart,” the omega promises with a sweet purr in his throat.

The kid‘s scent is going into overdrive, growing in strength. He has a desirable compatible omega on his lap, probably the only omega that can take everything his enhanced body can dish out. It’s trying to pull Tony under too so they end up in a mess of sweaty bodies and irreversible bonds.

Tony aches to respond in kind. It makes his mouth water but it doesn't quite trigger his instincts the way a normal omega’s would.

He wants to let loose. He wants the nanotech regulating his body to retreat and leave him to his instincts, a wildfire raging and leaving destruction in its path.

Tony would be a very very dangerous omega to handle during a heat. He strokes the alpha's cheek again, cooing at the glazed look in Peter’s eyes.

Soon. Soon… But first… He has a mate to claim.

With a single command, the nanotech suit melts away in a rush of silver. It leaves only the omega jewelry and the silver stilettos he’d been wearing. The cool air on his exposed flesh does nothing to ease the heat being roused in his belly.

At another thought, his tech forms into sharp tipped claws at his fingertips and he quickly shreds the pup’s pants. The upside of using his tech is that he has complete control. Once they meet flesh, they blunt themselves to leave his pet unharmed.

The fabric is so easy to destroy though. Tony would have to fix that later once he has the alpha bonded to him.

“Look at you…” Tony purrs when he gets his hands on the alpha’s cock.

It's perfect. Long and thick with a pretty flushed tip that's perfect for sinking onto.

Tony can't wait.

And yet, once the alpha pup realizes what's happened, his head jerks down and looks in horror at his exposed erection. His cheeks turn such a ruddy red that Tony wonders how it's possible when all the blood is certainly flowing southwards.

“W-Wait…!” A bit of clarity seeps into those glazed over eyes and then the alpha confesses, “I’ve never done this before!”

“Good,” Tony tells him before he gets his hands on that eager cock. “Even if you have, I’ll be the last.”

Peter’s mouth drops open, just a little. He stares at the Superior with disbelief and then struggles in his bonds. In a last ditch effort, he desperately says, “Can’t we talk about this first?”

The Superior ignores it.

“Don't come,” is the only reply Tony gives him when he begins to stroke, getting a feel for Peter's dick. It twitches in his hand, so eager for his touch. Tony firms his grip and makes sure to catalog the alpha's response, honing in to what feels best for him.

He wonders how much experience the kid’s had, if any. Not much, Tony determines, when Peter’s hips give a harsh aborted jerk.

“We s-shouldnt…” Peter whines, his eyes squeezing shut.

Another stroke and Tony’s hand closes around the fat head, squeezing out a drop of precum.

“Oh? You can still think?” Tony teases when he drags his hand down the hot length, spreading the wetness around. It makes it easier to jerk him off. The alpha gasps, his eyes only squeezing shut harder.

“I… I’m…” his speech fails and Tony chuckles in amusement.

The alpha breathes in but then chokes on his breath when Tony starts again. Just a little more… Tony observes with bright blue eyes, his glance switching between the kid’s facial expressions to the cock he’s stroking. Both are fascinating to him.

Peter lasts longer than he expects and he's surprised to find his own patience running thin instead.

“We don't even… know each other…” Peter pants out, scrabbling for control and failing. “I haven't even courted you and you're… you’re… Oh God, sir, you're gonna make me– mm…!”

Courting? The thought takes Tony by surprise but he finds that he's charmed by the alpha’s priorities. He clamps down on the base, letting the kid have a breather because he's not done yet.

Poor kid pants out a breath or two before Tony rises on his knees. There’s slick wetting his trembling thighs as he positions the alpha pup’s cockhead right where he wants it. Just feeling the tip there, rubbing against his pussy, makes the Superior so eager to swallow the alpha up.

“You can court me after,” Tony promises him with a curl of his lips. “‘Till then, behave.”

“After…?” Peter questions, eyes peering through slits before flying wide open when he sees what Tony’s about to do.

“Mhmm… After,” Tony declares just as he sinks down on the alpha’s cock.

“W-Wait…!” Peter cries out but it's too late.

Tony groans as the thick head pops in, the slick making it easy for the engorged glans to slip in. It feels as good as he thought it would. The flared tip really makes him feel it.

Beneath him, the alpha moans, his eyes wide in disbelief before they cloud over in pleasure. His mouth is trembling, the shock evident even as pleasure makes his jaw go slack.

Tony allows him to focus on his pleasure, specifically the point where their bodies are joined. He hasn't even fingered himself open so he knows his pussy is especially tight for the alpha pup. He, himself, likes to feel the ache of a good stretch, and the pup’s thick cock had promised him that and it delivers.

He sinks down with some effort, taking Peter’s cock in several thrusts, his body rising up and down to take it inch by inch. He's wet, so wet… The slick helps, and the sheer abundance of it makes the slide easier but his pussy is too tight. He has to work himself open.

Peter’s lost in it. There's a look of wonder in those honey brown eyes compared to before and Tony coos at the alpha, leaning in close and letting his scent steal his senses once more. The poor baby alpha gets the heavy brunt of it, drowning in it. Even then, Peter’s mouth pants open like he's trying to drink it all down.

The alpha shudders but there's no fight in him, only a growing desperation that Tony understands so well.

“You feel it too, don't you, pup?” Tony asks, keeping his own instincts in check even while it's fighting against his control.

This thing between them can't be stopped now and they both know it.

He digs his fingers in the boy’s too cute curls, wrenching Peter’s face closer so he's staring directly into Tony’s brilliant blue eyes.

The alpha beneath him struggles against his bonds but the scent Tony breathes in is so sweet. The kid is still scent-drunk, probably desperate to get his hands on Tony.

“Are you wishing your hands were free?” Tony nibbles on his ear. “Wishing you could push me down, fuck me as hard as you want instead of this…?”

“This” is the slow rise and drop of Tony's hips, the carefully controlled rhythm that the omega knows isn't enough for an alpha. It isn't enough for him either but he likes this, likes making the alpha ache for him.

His pussy is aching too, hungry for something only this alpha can give him. His knot.

For now, he settles for the way Peter's cock opens him up, making space inside his tight little body that even breathing feels a little difficult. It… feels good… The way Peter's cock fills him up, the fat length of it is a struggle to take. Tony’s legs tremble and he sits down on the alpha’s cock, dragging in a breath even as sweat drips from his temple.

“I’ll let you have it…” Tony promises him as he nuzzles the alpha’s neck, his nose brushing against Peter’s mating gland. The alpha freezes, holding stock still even as his cock throbs inside Tony’s pussy.

Just like how omegas don't steal their mates, omegas also don't bite their mates. Only omegas get bitten.

Unorthodox. Radical. Untraditional.

Those are the words that Tony’s been described as and he doesn't regret it, not one bit. It lets him act without second guessing so when he sinks his sharp omega fangs into his chosen mate, he has no regrets.

Mine.

Peter jerks underneath him, his hips pushing that last stubborn inch of his cock into Tony’s already stuffed pussy. It presses in so deep…! And yet, the omega doesn't release, only bites down harder even when his eyes threaten to roll to the back of his head. The alpha’s cockhead is nestled against something that's never been touched before and it gives Tony a kind of deep aching pleasure he's never felt until now.

The taste of blood fills his mouth. Tangy metallic blood. It barely registers, his entire body squeezing around the alpha’s cock.

If Tony was in heat, it would be a deep mating bite. Without his heat, it's just a bite but one that rouses Peter’s instincts into a frenzy. Even the promise of a mating bite has the alpha you g wild beneath him.

“Ah…!” Tony finally releases his mouthful, gasping when something else catches his attention. He feels the growing presence inside him. Peter’s knot– “Oh… fuck… fuck…!”

The knot pops, expanding quickly and stretching Tony’s insides until he's gasping at the sheer presence of it inside him. The Superior trembles in ecstasy, feeling as though his body is working to accommodate the alpha, and for once, he wonders if it's too much.

The knot grows and grows, leaving no space untouched, every bit of it claimed by the alpha. The omega's clawed fingertips press into Peter’s shoulders and leave little pinpricks of pain as he breathes through the knotting.

Not that Peter feels it. In the high of his orgasm, the alpha is trying his best to give Tony those short desperate thrusts even while he's restrained. Tony feels it when the pup comes. Unrestrained, nothing between them… It's like a torrent of heat flooding an already tightly filled space. Tony feels every pulse, every desperate twitch of the alpha's cock as he pumps him full.

Tony should be pissed. He told the alpha not to come and yet, he ends up chuckling against the bite.

His hips start a slow grind, feeling the shift of the knot in the clutch of his body. It's gotten so big that it's rubbing right against a sweet spot… His cocklet is also getting some sweet friction against the alpha’s toned stomach.

The combined sensations are too much and he's being filled up. His stomach feels like it's bloating with the loads being pumped into him.

Tony’s breath goes ragged. He feels that heavy anticipation in the pit of his stomach, condensing– growing tighter and tighter, that pinnacle of pleasure just within reach… so close… His toes curl and his claws dig into the meat of Peter’s shoulder, deepening the scent of metallic tanginess in the heavy mix of alpha and omega.

Tony bites again as he tips over, clinging to the alpha pup that's brought him so much pleasure. He clamps down on the swollen knot and Peter cries out again, tugging at his bonds.

Wetness spurts between them as Tony comes.

There’s an audible snap, even amongst the pleasured moans and ragged breaths, but it doesn't register what's happened until they go tumbling to the ground. Tony, himself, feels the back of his head knock against the floor but it barely phases him.

The alpha’s newly freed hands grasp Tony’s hips tight in his grip. He covers Tony’s sprawled fucked out body with his own, instincts wild with the urge to mate and breed.

Tony’s physically trapped, caged in by Peter’s body. Some other omega may have panicked but not Tony.

No, the older omega laughs and then he lets go.

He’s never suppressed his scent, not since he became Superior. No one's ever been able to take him down, to mate him, to own him.

This baby alpha though… Tony is going to own him instead.

His scent deepens, the notes in it becoming sharper and wilder. There are hints of metal now emerging, blending so well with his already sweet omega scent. Blending in with Peter’s, it's an entirely new mix and it's intoxicating because it's them.

Just as Tony's claimed the alpha, he's allowing himself to be claimed by his instincts.

This alpha… He’s going to be the Superior's in every sense of the word. And the only way for the bonding to take place is if the Superior goes into heat. The only way he would go into heat is by letting this baby alpha trigger it.

A thrill of the excitement blazes through him and the Superior lets Peter’s rich enticing scent curl into his lungs. It reaches even further inside him and strokes to life a need that Tony hasn't felt in so… so… long…

The Superior begins to ache and oh, what an exciting feeling it is… His instincts heighten even more so, becoming razor sharp even as his body starts to go all buttery soft and warm inside. His thighs tighten around the alpha’s hips.

He’s becoming too hot.

Being fucked, being knotted… Their bodies are joined so intimately, Tony’s omega body eagerly accepting the loads of cum being fucked into him. The regulations his nanotech provides are put to sleep, overwritten, and Tony finally responds in the way his instincts want him to.

It feels like the heat brings his very blood to a simmer then a quick boil. He feels hot all over and his legs come to wrap around the alpha’s waist as he arches his back.

The jewelry stays, the collar being the only safeguard against the alpha mating him. He hasn't earned it yet.

It's the last restraint he leaves but everything else…

They've given themselves over to their instincts.

Tony’s heat, given free rein by the omega himself. Peter’s rut, triggered by the omega’s scent.

There is no fight except the clashing of their bodies, desperate and wild. Sweat and slick, and cum. Peter grinds into him as though his knot isn't being tightly squeezed already, as though he hadn't just fucked the Superior full.

When the knot softens, Tony flips the alpha onto his back. He rocks against the alpha, back arching so that the light catches his jewelry, drawing the alpha's attention once more.

Peter’s fangs flash before the omega leans down and placates him with a kiss.

Their first kiss and it's just as wild as their first fuck.

Peter chases after the Superior's lips when he pulls away, bringing their mouths together in another hungry kiss.

“Mm… mmm!” Peter is inexperienced, that much is clear when one of his alpha fangs cut into Tony’s bottom lip. It gives their kiss a hint of iron to it which only has Tony pressing forward.

Tony licks the drop of blood from the corner of his lips, blue eyes flashing in excitement. The hint of pain quickly passed, his body healing instantly. The memory of it, though, has ignited even more heat in Tony’s body and he starts rolling his hips, the pup’s soft cock growing hard inside him.

He takes control of the kiss, claw tipped fingers digging into the alpha’s hair and pressing into his scalp. Peter rightfully becomes submissive beneath him, giving control to the experienced omega.

A purr rumbles out of Tony before it cuts off. His tongue enters between Peter’s lips and he finds the kid eager.

It takes only a little bit of encouragement before Peter's leaning into him, his tongue stroking Tony’s. The Superior is glad that Shield’s notes were correct. Peter is a fast learner.

His hands wander over the alpha’s shoulders, caressing down his bound arms before slipping between their bodies. When his hand squeezes Peter’s balls, the alpha shudders and whines, hips once more bucking.

So eager.

Tony pulls away and is satisfied with the kissed bruised plumpness of Peter’s lips. His own kissed swollen mouth curved up into a smirk.

He presses his hands down on the alpha’s chest in a silent command but it isn't needed. The rise and fall of his hips has the alpha mesmerized and Peter groans when he catches flashes of his wet cock between Tony's slick thighs.

The Superior strikes once more, just as Peter gasps out a stuttered “C-coming…!”

This time, when Tony’s bite sinks into Peter’s mating gland, it takes and forever bonds the alpha to the omega as Peter breeds him full.

Once more, they're lost in lust and need, their minds ravaged by their instincts.

As Tony’s being fucked–

As he rides the alpha’s cock–

As he’s bent over the table, the hacked video feeds of SHIELD still looking for Peter–

Peter’s teeth bite down on the collar multiple times. He wants to sink his teeth into his omega but Tony distracts him with kisses, with his clever hands pumping his aching cock, with his sweet lips as he mouths the pup’s soft knot…

It all passes in a blur of sex, their bodies well matched. Peter’s youthful stamina is bested by the Superior's experience and enhancements.

Their last mating is in Tony’s bed with the entire building on lockdown. An alert has shown that Shield has finally caught onto Tony but the pair are locked away in a secured nest of their own.

Peter holds him tight, the thumping of his heart a resounding beat against Tony’s back. One of the alpha's hands is fondling his cocklet while the other holds the omega’s leg up in the crook of his elbow, his hips slapping against Tony’s ass in a harsh desperate rhythm.

The mess of cum and slick leaking out of his pussy and ass is ignored as Peter pants heated breaths against his ear. The Superior, too, has his head thrown back, claws digging into the meat of Peter's thighs as he urges him to finish.

“Alpha…” Tony sighs, exhausted but heavily satisfied.

The pup nuzzles against his neck, long used to the fact that the jewelry is there. It's enough… Tony’s wet pussy clamped on him, his sweet mouth calling him alpha… It’s enough…

His cock sinks in with a sloppy squelch and it's wet and hot inside Tony’s pussy… He's been fucked loose, but with the omega’s orgasm, the flutter of his insides along the alpha's cock has the pup whimpering as he gets close once more.

“Gonna come…” Peter gasps out. His cock throbs in its tight little home and his balls pull up taut, ready to deliver.

The omega moans, his body tightening down in further encouragement.

“Give it to me… Give me all of it…” Tony‘s voice is rough but still commanding.

Peter buries his face against Tony's shoulder and with a low groan, he gives in.

Tony closes his eyes and savors the now familiar feeling of being bred. Compared to their first mating, this one won't last as long. He feels the twitching of Peter’s cock inside him as it unloads, the nice stretch of his knot as it fills him again… One load, two… three… then a weaker pulse.

It's still a lot for an alpha but not as much as before. Their heat and rut are winding down but the bond will still be there.

“You’re mine, alpha,” Tony murmurs when they finally settle in.

Unwillingly or not. Everything that is Peter’s is now his. His kisses. His attention. His cock.

He turns in the alpha's arms and Peter nuzzles into his embrace, still in the grips of a mating afterglow.

He's not sure what the morning will bring. How Peter will react, but he knows for certain that he won't let the pup go now or ever.

“Mine,” the omega murmurs and Peter rumbles in contentment.

A soft purr joins him as the night finally ends.

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Peter wakes up in increments.

He’s warm and comfortable and the most relaxed he's ever been. His limbs feel like they're weighted down, heavy with relaxation. He hasn't felt this content since before the bite, since before Uncle Ben’s passing.

It's unusual but he clings hard to this weightless sense of contentment. His arms tighten around his pillow, bringing it closer, and it's only then that his brain comes online.

He's not hugging a pillow.

His eyes snap open and he comes face to face with New York’s most dangerous omega. He expects adrenaline to kick in hard and for shock/surprise/horror to crash into him, but instead, he's calm.

Calm and something else… His face grows hot while something else beneath the warm blanket grows thick and hard.

He should… should…

The Superior smells so good… And even though most of their activities last night are blurred, Peter remembers. He remembers heat and passion, the tight silky clutch of the older omega’s pussy as it locked on his knot, squeezing down so exquisitely that Peter had to sink his teeth into something to withstand the sheer pleasure he had felt.

Peter’s breath catches in his throat at the memory. He swallows down the influx of saliva that had flooded his mouth and tries to calm down enough that he's not sporting a hard on but it's… It's impossible.

Wait. He had bitten Tony in his lust induced rut. Had he hurt him?!

Peter pulls back, withdrawing his arms as carefully as he can to avoid waking the omega.

The covers get pulled back and Tony– the Superior, the CEO of Stark Industries, the most eligible and most dangerous omega in the country… He curls up like a sleepy kitten, mouth pouting as the warmth from their shared body heat leaves him cold.

Peter’s hit with the instinct to care for him and raise the covers so he's tucked in, nice and warm.

He stops himself because it's only then he can see the damage he’s done to the omega.

Bite marks litter his previously flawless skin. The only thing that had survived was the jewelry the omega had been wearing. So he didn't bite Tony…

He raises his hand to his own mating gland and his fingers come away with flakes of dried blood.

The bite throbs too but it's already healed a lot.

For some reason, the alpha doesn't find himself conflicted about being bonded against his will, even if it's a one-sided mating. He wonders if it's the post mating emotions talking or if the bond linking him to Tony is influencing him.

He’ll never know and he finds that… he's okay with it. At least at this moment.

Looking at the sleeping omega, at his sleeping mate, Peter tries to recall more of what happened.

Peter doesn't remember what happened to his clothing but he can imagine tearing them off in his desperation.

The bite marks, of course, are from him. He remembers, in not so vivid detail, how he'd scraped his fangs over the omega's neck. How he’d settled his mouth over his chest, tongue laving at the omega's nipple and the other hand pinching and twisting the other nipple.

He remembers sinking in deep, slick heat enveloping his cock, a growl in his throat. He remembers using all his strength to fuck the omega senseless, hands leaving bruises on the Superior’s hips, bone hard under the pad of his thumb.

He remembers… the Superior moaning and egging him on, his lips curved in a delighted smile, his lips panting open… He remembers fucking that mouth and spurting a thick load over that sinful mouth.

He sees all the signs of everything they’d done and his cock throbs.

Peter’s eyes gravitate to the Superior’s long tanned legs and it's like something takes control. His hands reach forward, gently settling on top of the omega's knees and then he's pulling them apart.

The Superior’s cocklet is soft against his thigh. His pussy is still puffy and reddened from the hours of mating… Peter had been insatiable, he recalls with a heavy blush. Long hours of slow fucking, his cock plowing through cum and slick… And short quickies that added up to an equal amount of time, Peter humping and grinding, his knot barely softening before he was stuffing the omega full again.

Peter had been truly an alpha lost in rut… he feels an echo of that desperation and wonders if he's still in rut now… He can't take his eyes away from the sight in front of him and his cock is already hard…

Peter’s heart is pounding and he's so excited. Is this what it feels like to be with an omega? There are butterflies in his stomach, he feels lightheaded just looking at Tony… Is he… in love...? He can't be, they don't even know each other! But his heart is in his throat and he wants it so badly… Wants Tony…

A shaking hand reaches out and he pulls those puffy lips apart.

He pushes a finger inside, cock twitching when the sleeping omega moans. Inside, it's hot and wet, just as he remembered it.

What breaks the fragile hold he has on his control is that when he pulls his finger out, creamy white covers it.

He can't take it. He can't–

Before he realizes it, the tip of his cock is pushing its way past the omega’s entrance. He doesn't wait– can't wait– and then he's thrusting into the slick, cum filled pussy of the most dangerous omega he's ever met.

He’s fucking the Superior raw. Does it even matter though? When there's evidence of Peter having already came inside him?

His mind doesn't care even though there's a tiny voice somewhere screaming about what he's doing. Not even about yesterday but what he's doing now. Tony isn't even awake…

It's too good– he can't stop. He doesn't want to stop. He’s had a taste of what it feels like, of what being with the Superior is like. His silly boyish dream of finding a nice gentle mate is nothing compared to the fire the Superior's ignited inside him.

He braces himself over the omega, his snapping with determination and making such obscene wet sounds as his cock moves through cum and slick.

Breedbreedbreed… mate…

The pleasure builds and he can't stop himself. He wants to come inside again… His lips pull up, bearing teeth and sharp alpha fangs. Why can't he control himself…?

He's right at the precipice, his knot growing from soft to hard when Tony wakes up.

He knows because he’s shoved hard enough that he’s knocked into the ceiling to floor windows in front of the bed. They don't shatter, only rattle at the impact.

He slumps to the floor, naked and dazed.

The Superior rises from the bed, brilliant blue eyes aglow as he walks to him, equally naked. Cum trails down his thighs which momentarily distracts Peter until his eyes snap up back to the omega approaching him.

“I'm sorry, I shouldn't have…” Peter stutters, his mind finally clear.

“Fucked me while I was sleeping?” The Superior finishes his sentence.

He looks at Peter with that cold gaze, mouth twitching when he finds Peter’s erection still hard.

Peter doesn't even dare to move when the Superior lifts a delicate foot. He steps down on the alpha’s cock and all Peter does is shudder, feeling humiliated but still so, so turned on. After fucking the omega, his cock is wet with Tony’s slick… and he’d been close to coming that even the pain of being knocked into the wall hadn't phased him. The friction of Tony stepping down on such a sensitive part of his body… Shame makes his face burn even when his cock twitches.

The omega can clearly feel it but he only presses down harder, adding more weight which only makes Peter tremble harder.

“I don't mind that so much, but you were going to come,” the omega says with hooded eyes. “It looks like you’ll need a lot more training.”

He finally steps back but instead of leaving Peter in a humiliated slump on the ground, he slides himself into the alpha’s lap in a single graceful movement. He straddles Peter’s lap and the alpha’s breath catches in his throat when Tony positions his cock at the entrance of his pussy.

He shudders, hands clenching at his sides when Tony sinks down, throwing his head back as the alpha’s cock stretches his insides with its wide girth.

“Hmm… Already learning… Good boy…” the Superior praises him.

Peter doesn't know what he did right but all he does is stare in stupefied wonder as the omega fucks himself on Peter’s cock.

“Don't make me do all the work,” the omega commands and takes Peter's hands and places them on his hips. “Fuck me. And don't come until I say you can.”

“Yes, sir…”

Now that he's given permission and he knows the omega won't eviscerate him, Peter eagerly joins in. His hands grip the omega's hips, finding a familiar hold and fucking the omega just as he ordered. He mouths at the bruises he'd left on Tony’s collarbones, adding even more and appeasing his instinct to mark and claim.

“Maybe if you're good… I’ll let you bite me where it counts…” the words are whispered in his ear.

Bite…? Peter almost comes on the spot.

To mate the Superior…

Peter’s eyes go hazy as lust takes over. When Tony tilts his chin up, he eagerly offers his mouth, moaning when the omega kisses him breathless.

#starker #madstarker writes #omegaverse #alpha peter parker #omega tony stark #superior iron man

[wilmakins]

Steve didn’t want to get bonded. Not like this. But he’s one of the few people who knows what SHIELD really is, and he’s put everything into helping the underground resistance movement. Bonding with Howard Starks son might be the only chance he has to infiltrate the organisation.... And to find Bucky.

Tony doesn’t want to get bonded. EVER. But he’s six weeks pregnant, and Howard insists that no Stark is going to be an unbonded mother. As his father gets the final say, and this Steve guy simply won’t be deterred, it looks like he’s going to have to deal with it.

But it’s fine, because they’re both determined to get out of this situation as quickly as possible... It would only be complicated if they actually fell in love.

Read The Fic on AO3

#stony fic #omegaverse #stony #mth 2021 #omega tony stark #alpha steve rogers #arranged marriage

[frankthesnek]

✨️ New Story ✨️

Animal I Have Become (rated E)

Stony (Tony Stark/Steve Rogers)

a/b/o dynamics, rutting, rough sex, shsmless smut

4.5k words

Stony Bingo space N3: Bullet wounds. @cap-ironman

Being injured and stranded behind enemy lines is pretty much old news for Tony and Steve at this point. However, this time it comes with a twist—Steve's injuries send him into rut. When Tony refuses to abandon his friend there's only one way things can play out.

#new story #stony #stevetony #abo #abo dynamics #omegaverse #omega tony stark #alpha steve rogers #rutting #injuries #its spicy #ao3 fanfic #ao3feed #ao3 link #ao3 writer #ao3 #fanfiction #fan fic #marvle #marvel mcu #fic writing #writblr

[captshipper]

do-nut november | 01. creampie

Starker | A/B/O | Alpha Peter Parker x Omega Tony Starker | explicit sexual content

cw: implied underage

Tony's an old man, his last heat was before the whole ordeal where he was busy in a cave with shrapnel wrecking havoc on his chest.

there's still something delicious about how risky it feels despite all of it. Peter's too young to be a father, Tony's too old to be a mother. he fucks the man, who's definitely old enough to be his parent, raw anyways. because he likes it. because Tony likes it. it feels good, the way the friction makes his whole body burn. it's warm and wet, he ignore the disappointment of needing lube to fuck an omega who can't produce slick enough.

Tony's has been his hero for a long time, and he still is, even when he's laying on his back, legs spread open and ass open to take Peter's above average alpha cock. he's still lovely and awesome with face and chest flustered, cute omega little cock dripping precum all over himself.

Peter wants to breed him.

he has to be careful, for all his accomplishments as a hero, Tony's just human. he's just a man. softly muscular, beautiful man that takes Peter's cock like a champ. he'll let fucking roughly and painfully to one of the many toys Tony provided him. reinforced to not break under Peter's unyielding strength, unlike Tony's body.

it can still be intense, Tony's always so tight and hot that it takes almost too much will power to not knot him right there.

Peter hold him and fucks hard but not too hard. it's filthy and filthier when the stimulation is enough to make him come. Peter's young, fertile, and a generous cum-giver. and rope after rope of cum painting Tony's insides is enough to make his back arch, mouth form Peter's name in a pleasant noise and his cock shoot cum all over himself.

Tony whines when Peter pulls out, still hard and still with cum to give. the young hero licks his lips and watches Tony's hole. well used, sensitive and pretty, Tony whines again when cum drips out slowly. a feral part of Peter growls at waste of good cum, of the breeding opportunity.

the rest of him loves that his hero is well-fucked and leaking marks of Peter's ownership..

#starker #do-nut november 2023 #starker smut #starker fanfiction #tony stark x peter parker #omegaverse au #alpha peter parker #omega tony stark #smut fic #smut drabble #costa's starker omegaverse

[sunnysideprincess]

An Omegaverse AU I might never get into writing. But this was eating my brain so—also, trigger warning: non-con which is prevented at the last moment, slut shaming and a lot of Tony whump with fade to black vengeful Bucky

•••

After the press insinuates Cap bonding to Tony, who is presumed to be a beta, Steve and the team make it clear to Tony and the world that it is a horrible idea. People laugh at the team's "supposed" jokes about Tony's past experience as a loose-canon. Hurt, the genius shuts himself up and nearly brains himself on a heavy piece of machinery, which sends off an alert to two different locations: Rhodey, and Bucky.

Then the team, Fury finds out that Tony's an omega and they all change tunes. Now Steve wants to bond with the genius and the team wants to witness, even as Tony's unwilling to.

Jarvis tries to get the Omega to safety, but is shut down by Pepper, who believes this will be good for Tony (because bonding to a supersoldier would make the genius less likely to die and more likely for the avengers to stay loyal to him). Bruce tries to intervene, but Natasha manipulates him into thinking this would be the best outcome for the team, for Tony.

The team subdues Tony, who is desperately telling them to stop, almost willing to throw himself off the roof without the suit because this is the life Howard warned him about and this is why he hid his status as an Omega. Tony's first tear slips down his cheek and the sky darkens.

Cue sudden rumbling of thunder and Thor materialising on the roof, swinging Mjolnir in rage.

"I sensed an Omega in distress." He then proceeds to wreck the team because he's the god of fertility and has vowed to protect all mothers (yes, including mothers of metal beings with only half a soul) and because what kind of barbarians would force a bonding. He protects Tony till they all hear War Machine touching down.

Rhodey rips these people a new one because how dare they try to force his Tony into doing anything and ", just wait, just you wait. I'm not the only guy you've pissed off by this shit".

And then the elevator opens and out walks the Winter Soldier, ready to wage war on anyone who tries to hurt his (intended) omega.

#omega tony stark #omegaverse #exploring the shadier side of this trope #winteriron #thor is a good bro #the rest of the avengers not so much #tw #possible trigger warning #tony stark #avengers #rhodey #james rhodes #buckytony #bucky barnes #winter soldier #mcu #a/b/o verse

[ashes0909]

Topped Gear - Alpha Bucky/Omega Tony

Bucky/Tony; Rated Explicit ; 4,500 words

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Tony wiped away a layer of sweat from his brow as he rolled himself out from underneath the sedan. It was his last tune up for the evening, and that usually meant he was already thinking about dinner waiting in the freezer upstairs, and the latest episode of Top Gear sitting on his DVR. But tonight there was an itch under his skin that he just couldn’t shake. His appetite seemed completely absent too, so instead of walking over to the stairs that lead up to his apartment, he picked up his phone to turn on some music and work on his passion project: restoring a 1952 Chevy 3100.

The screen on his phone had a few notifications. Three spam emails, one customer thanking him for an excellent paint job, and one message from James.

Top Gear tonight?

His friendship with James was one of the most unexpected surprises of opening his mechanic shop. Tony hadn’t known anyone in town, just needed real estate close enough to New York to manage a not-too-horrible drive back to his family's properties whenever they beckoned. James’ personal training studio had been open for a year at that point, and Tony poked his head inside to introduce himself to his new neighbor. 

Tony hadn’t expected to find a drop dead gorgeous alpha with long hair and biceps the size of Delaware, but that was who greeted him, with a wide smile and a firm handshake. Over the years, they’d become close friends and in the last few months, Tony had started inviting him over to watch Top Gear after James had geeked out about it to Tony one evening.

In reality, Tony had been trying to make a move every evening since. Usually, Tony was fine with flirting and even known to lay it on strong. But James was his neighbor, his friend, and the words caught in his throat every time, not willing to risk the friendship they’d carved out for themselves.

Tony’s fingers flew over the screen, tapping out a reply.

Not feeling it but working on Elizabeth, if you want to swing by.

He pulled off his jacket, still feeling warm in just a tank top and joggers, so he walked over and opened the window to let the cool night air chill the sweat on his skin.

Be right over.

By the time James pushed open the workshop door, Tony was bent over Elizabeth’s hood, wrench in one hand and a rag in the other. He wasn’t in the zone enough to miss his friend's entrance though, so he pulled himself away from the truck’s frame and towards James’ winter forest scent. Breathing in the cool tones only seemed to highlight the warmth Tony couldn’t seem to shake. He used the rag to wipe his forehead. 

James laughed. “You’re such a greasemonkey. Look at you, literally covered in it from head to toe.”

Tony knew his own scent shifted from a soft honey to a deeper maple at having James in his personal space. James never seemed to comment on the change in Tony’s scent. A part of Tony always wondered if it was because James didn’t see Tony in that light, if he was just being polite, or if it was because he really didn’t notice how Tony’s scent deepened, as if trying to pull James in.

Tonight though, James’ nostrils flared and his eyes widened. “Tony, you’re in preheat.”

Gripping his hand around the wrench, the metal dug into Tony's palm hard. That was the reason the hints of Tony’s distress mixed into the air, not at all because of James’ words. 

“Impossible. I’m on suppressants. It’s just a bit hot in here, because--”

“Because, you’re in preheat. I can smell it.” He took a step back to the door. “I should--”

#writing #fanfiction #winteriron #bucky/tony #omega tony stark #alpha bucky barnes #a/b/o dynamics

[selene-borealis]

Post-IW AU where they win against Thanos but it still takes the Guardians time to bring back Tony, Peter, and Strange due to plot convenient reasons. Anyways while they’re gone Rhodey warns the others about Tony’s new mate, who is extremely overprotective of him and really strong and all that jazz. The team doesn’t put together the dots due to Peter’s age (let’s say he’s 19 here, but obviously there’s still quite the gap).

Then Peter and Tony come home and the team realizes Peter is not only Spider-Man but also Tony’s mate. And everything goes well after that, they don’t really think about Peter being overprotective anymore due to his sunny nature, until Tony gets injured during a mission. Then the team watches Peter go absolutely feral to protect his (secretly pregnant) mate, and Rhodey meanwhile is like, “I told you so”

#starker #peter parker #tony stark #iron man #spider man #abo #alpha peter parker #omega tony stark #rhodey #war machine #idk this just popped into my brain and i don’t feel like writing it #so if you do feel free #just reblog with the link

[greekgeek24]

If you love omegaverse, no matter the fandom, you should join us Into the Omegaverse!

#omega peter parker #omega loki #omega steve rogers #alpha bucky rogers #omega bucky barnes #omega tony stark #omega dean winchester #omega steve harrington

[purpleicedteas]

Delectable by purpleicedteas. Rated E. 1.1k.

Tony had known Steve’s rut was likely coming soon. Last night, Steve had started to have that slightly musky tilt to his smell, but nothing overtly obvious. Tony figured he had at least forty-eight hours.

That was, until moments ago, when Steve had barged into Tony’s office, locked the door behind him, picked Tony up from where he had been standing by the bookcase, and threw him on the old mahogany desk, items flying everywhere.

Prompt: Monday (January 23rd) · Trope: Omegaverse · Kink: Dirty Talk · Dialogue: “That’s a whole-ass meal.”

@bitetonysassfest

#stony #stevetony #steve rogers #tony stark #stony fanfic #stony fanfiction #bitetonysassfest #alpha steve rogers #omega tony stark #mcu fanfiction

[avengersnewb]

Must Be True (Explicit, 9k)

When the stakes are too high, Tiberius Stone offers his omega, Tony, as a little side incentive to close important business deals. Tonight’s business is an arms deal with the Avengers, and the alpha they’re meeting is Captain America.

omega Tony, alpha Steve, protective Steve, Tony needs a hug, happy ending, gentle smut

I finally posted this one :) took like a couple of months to write and post this one, and I hope you give it a chance!

#stony #stevetony #omega tony stark #a/b/o dynamics

[sayahs-corner]

Fanfiction by Sayah

Boy do I love me some Stony, but I try not to limit myself to any one ship.

I write mainly smut with darker themes. I do like a happy ending, but I like the angst too much to write fluff.

If suffering, angst, and questionable morals aren't your cup of tea - please don't read my work, you probably won't like it.

If you are under 18, please don't read. Almost nothing I write is for young eyes.

Below are all my works, so far, in the Marvel Universe.

Secrets Don't Make Friends

Summary: Tony Stark has a secret. Several, in fact. Outed to the world as an Omega, he finds himself stuck between a rock and a hard place. His only hope at salvation rests upon the strong shoulders of a certain Captain Steven Rogers. The problem? Rogers hates his guts.

Pairing: Steve x Tony, Stony

Rating: Explicit

Tags/Warnings: AU, Past Abuse, Enemies to Lovers, Angst, Bullying, Past Abuse, ABO, Omega verse, Omega Tony Stark, Alpha Steve Rogers, Power Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Hurt Tony Stark

Red Handed

Summary: A One Shot in which Tony Stark is a vigilante on the wrong side of the law. Things go sideways, and he ends up getting caught red handed by Captain America. Ironman has been a thorn in the side of the Avengers for too long, and Steve is more than happy to serve up a hot, steamy, glass of justice to his wild and irksome nemesis. That is, until Tony comes up with a proposition for the Captain.

Pairing: Steve x Tony, Stony

Rating: Explicit

Tags/Warnings: Shameless smut, TonyxSteve, Stony, Dub con, Dubious Morality, Enemies to Lovers, Hate Sex, Rough Sex, Verbal Humiliation, Rough Blowjob, Explicit Language, Explicit Sexual Content

Teach

Summary: Tony is the new teacher at Belvalle Academy, where the more notorious crime families send their kids, and has run into some trouble with a group of students. Bullied and beaten, Tony is rescued by none other than a Mr. James Barnes, one of his rather lack-luster students...when he actually show up to class. It isn't long before Tony discovers that James Bucky Barnes doesn't help anyone for free, and if he wants the protection the younger man can provide, he's going to have to pay a price for it. Tony can't afford to pay with cash on his limited teacher's salary, so Barnes comes up with a more...creative way that Tony can pay off his debt.

Pairing: Bucky x Tony, Bucky x Tony x Clint

Rating: Explicit

Tags/Warnings: Some serious AF dubcon, blackmail, AU, Student/Teacher, Student Bucky Barnes, Student Clint Barton, Teacher Tony Stark, Bullying, Anal sex, Blowjobs, Verbal Humiliation, Threesome, Voyeurism, Deepthroating, PWP

Beauty in the Broken

Summary: Tony Stark is a halfbreed Omega on the run. Notorious for being uncatchable and outwitting those who would try to tame him, Tony doesn’t stay in one place for very long. He doesn’t want to be tied down or beholden to any Alpha because in his experience they bring nothing but pain and terror. Besides, Tony has not met a wolf he can’t outrun or outfox.

Until now.

Pairing: Steve x Tony, Stony

Rating: Explicit

Tags/Warnings: AU shifter fanfic, Past Rape (underage - I don't go into extreme detail about this, but if this is triggering for you please do not read), Past Child Abuse, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Alpha/Omega, ABO, Mildly Dubious Consent

Bound

Summary: A non powered AU in which Tony is a young college student with a vendetta against some of the guys on the hockey team who bully him mercilessly. He concocts a plan to get revenge in an epic way. The only problem? He broke into the wrong house… in more ways than one. August_2022: Where it all went wrong, Twisted Fairy Tales

Pairing: Steve x Tony, Stony, StevexTonyxBucky, Stuckony Rating: Explicit Tags/Warnings: AU fanfic, dubcon, non con, bdsm, bondage, spanking, anal fingering, anal sex, rough oral sex, hurt/comfort, angst, enemies to lovers, blackmail, threesome

The Storm

Summary: Steve and Tony haven't seen eye to eye in a long time. Once inseparable, the two can no longer stand the sight of each other. But when he gets a call from Natasha telling him that there is something seriously wrong with his ex-lover, Tony rushes out into the wilds of Maine to meet her.

Only...there's a blizzard. And when he finally reaches the cabin, it's not Natasha there waiting for him. But Steve himself.

Crafty Russian.

For @captain-stark-rogars (hope you don't hate it! :P) Prompt: Stony on the verge of Divorce but end up stranded ((snow storm?)) and they realize there is a ember burning…they end up wanting to work it out …((maybe sexy time ?))

Pairing: Steve/Tony

Rating: Explicit

Tags/Warnings: Established relationship, angst, makeup sex, sex on the kitchen table, snowed in

Rocky Road

Summary: Tony Stark has been kidnapped... again. This time is different that the others, though, because his kidnappers are not interested in a ransom. They mean to kill him. His only hope rests upon the smashed smartwatch on his wrist that doesn't seem to want to work. When a call finally goes through, it's to the last person in the world he wants to talk to. His ex-boyfriend, Grant Stevens, who he put in his phone as FuckHead.

Pairing: Steve/Tony

Rating: Mature

Tags/Warnings: Established relationship, angst, identity porn, secret identities, college age Tony, Steve comes out of the Ice sooner, AU, Feral Steve Rogers, Protective Steve Rogers, Nazi Punching, Torture, Hurt/Comfort, Rescues, HEA

The Tribute

Summary:

He was being hunted.

Which, yeah, okay, was maybe the point of this whole stupid, archaic, tradition. Tony was supposed to be hunted. He was supposed to be chased down by the mythical creatures that haunted these woods. And when they caught him he was supposed to submit, to give himself body and soul, to whatever creature chose him as theirs for the night.

He was supposed to be a sacrifice. A gift of submission to appease the creatures who dwelled in the forest that surrounded the sleepy little town of Pine Hollow. His submission was reparation for a debt owed.

Allegedly.

Pairing: Steve/Tony

Rating: Explicit

Tags/Warnings: Non con, Extremely Dubious consent, Werewolf AU, Werewolf Steve, Human Tony, Monster/Human sex, Voyeurism, Human Sacrifice (sexually)

#my fics #my fanfics #stony #steve x tony #angst #enemies to lovers #omegaverse #bullying #alpha steve rogers #fanfiction #marvel #omega tony stark #ship: stony #stony fanfiction #werewolf tony #werewolf steve #ironman fanfiction #captain america fanfiction

[the-mad-starker]

Kinktober 01: Two Omegas, One Strap

Day 01 - Leather & Latex | Macro/Micro / Pegging

Summary:

Who says two omegas can't satisfy each other? No alpha has ever satisfied Tony like this and he wasn't even the one constantly being fucked.

Warnings: Omegaverse, Omega/Omega, Top Tony Stark, Bottom Tony Stark, Bottom Peter Parker, Top Peter Parker, Omega Tony Stark, Omega Peter Parker, Switching, Strap-Ons, Dildos, Breeding, Intersex Omegas, Vaginal Sex, Anal Sex, Creampie, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Size Kink, knotting, pegging (kinda? 😂)

WC: 2851

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People say that two omegas together won't work.

How can it when both omegas want to be fucked? And even if one does want to top, omega cocklets aren't satisfying to be fucked with. Even a beta cock would be more satisfying than the little thing between an omega's legs.

To those people, Tony thinks they're just not thinking outside of the box. That they lack imagination.

Because Tony has absolutely no problem fucking pretty omegas. And the one he has in his bed is the prettiest of them all. His lover. His mate.

Peter.

Peter in heat makes Tony's mouth water. It also makes his pussy throb, desperate to have the other omega's slim petite cock fucking him.

But that's for another time because, yes. Heat. Peter's in heat. It's not Tony's turn to be mounted, no, it's Peter's, and Tony has just the thing.

His Peter is a size queen but even more so when he's in heat.

His omega is on his knees, ass in the air. Legs parted, his dainty little cock hard but barely visible past the fat plump lips of his pussy. He's already dripping too, trails of wet slick making a sizable damp spot on Tony's sheets.

"Tony– Please, Tony… Don't tease this time, I can't–" Those lean thighs tremble and more slick drips. Peter's voice wobbles with need and his scent grows thick and sweet in the air.

Tony takes a breath and his hand trails down to the impressive toy cock between his legs. His own cocklet is nestled within, cushioned in a tight wet squeeze. He wraps his hand around the silicone toy, idly playing with it while also getting it wet with Peter's slick.

The toy is an impressive nine inches in length and the girth of it is especially satisfying. He's had this one used on him during his own heat and his and Peter's preference in size sync up. Two size queens but more than willing to switch places to get what they both want.

The straps that hold the dildo in place are snug around Tony's hips.

"Shh, baby boy," Tony comforts him as he caresses the trembling muscles of Peter's back.

He runs his hand from the nape of Peter's bowed neck down to the small of his back. His thumb rests on one of the cute dimples Peter has there before he slides it further down to squeeze that tempting ass of his.

"I need it," Peter whines, his ass swaying in the air as though his pretty cunt isn't already pushing Tony into a feral state.

"I know, sweetheart," Tony says before he lines up, rubbing the fat head of the toy where Peter's sopping wet and needy.

He teases a little, but really, he's just getting it a little wet.

It's during one of Peter's whines and wiggles that Tony lets him have it.

The toy slides in with some effort despite Peter being wet. It helps that Tony has a hand on his hip, guiding the younger omega back onto his cock.

Peter hasn't had something quite this big in a while and Tony's omega cocklet isn't enough to prepare him for the sheer size and girth of the toy.

"Ah!" Peter cries out, relief and shock in that one breathless moan.

Tony doesn't let him have a breather. Once he has the toy dildo inside his toy, Tony makes sure to give Peter what he wants.

The heat is setting in, right on time, as is Tony who starts up his fucking.

He takes his role as Peter's alpha very seriously no matter that he's an omega himself.

Each thrust has Peter's body shaking and each thrust gets smoother and smoother as slick coats the toy and Peter starts to loosen up. Soon, the omega melts into the bed, abandoning his position.

A swift smack to his ass has him crying out and Tony hauls him back onto his knees.

"Tony…!" Peter moans in protest. His fingers are reaching for one of their fluffy pillows, wanting something to hold as he's being fucked.

"Not yet, baby," Tony commands.

His hips snap forward, their bodies clapping together, a satisfying sound. The toy sinks into the hilt, and Peter whimpers, gasping around the pleasure.

Tony pauses there, catching his breath

His own pussy throbs at the emptiness but he's used to ignoring it during times like these. His sole focus is on the needy omega gripping his bedsheets.

With one hand, he parts the boy's cheeks and hums in approval at the sight of a dusky untouched hole and Peter's wet pussy stretched wide around Tony's toy cock.

"Pretty," he comments even as Peter huffs in complaint.

Tony gives him another reason to complain as he drags the toy out of its snug little home. This, too, takes some effort, as though Peter's body realizes it's losing its source of pleasure and is clinging to the toy desperately.

"Tony!" Peter whines, hips trying to push back but Tony's grip stops him.

"Shh, shh, it's okay, baby. I know you need it bad in this pretty pussy of yours," Tony assures him. "But we can't ignore your other hole, can we, hmm?"

The toy comes out drenched in slick, sopping wet with it. It's perfect for what he plans to do next.

When he presses the thick head to that dusky hole, Peter stills.

"Yeah…?" Tony encourages with a slight push. He watches as the tip sinks in just the slightest, Peter's asshole twitching at the pressure.

He knows that the kid had been desperate before falling into Tony's bed. He had caught Peter stuffing both holes with his fingers, alternating between his pussy and his ass with desperate whines of Tony's name.

His Peter… Such a desperate slut during his heat and outside of it too. Tony knows it isn't enough to fuck his pussy, he has to give equal attention to Peter's tight ass too.

"Please" Peter whispers, his hips still twitching and this time, Tony loosens his grip.

The tip pushes against Peter's hole, that dusky hole stretching against the fat head. It pops in and they both moan.

The fucking continues but Tony is more careful here. A few fingers of hasty finger fucking isn't enough to loosen Peter's ass for this monster cock.

And yet, his boy takes it wonderfully with some care.

Peter shudders through each inch being swallowed and Tony knows when that huge length brushes against that sweet bundle of nerves.

"Oh… Oh, God, yes…" Peter moans, head dropping. Tony wishes he could see him as the pleasure twists the features of that much beloved face.

"Yeah… Feels good doesn't it, omega mine?" Tony purrs as his pace starts to pick up.

Peter is so beautiful, so alluring, with a cock inside him, whether it's a toy or Tony's.

"Mm… good…. So goood…" Peter's words are starting to slur, a good indication that the heat is advancing and that Tony is keeping a good pace to satisfy it.

"Good, good…" Tony grins, his sharp omega fangs making the smile more feral looking.

The next time Peter melts onto the bed, Tony lets him.

He follows his omega down, his chest pressed up against Peter's sweaty back and he doesn't relent in his fucking.

Peter's making desperate, eager sounds. The change in position must be good because he's clutching that pillow tightly, his face turned to the side. His cheeks are a pretty pink, his wet lips gasping open. His eyes are squeezed shut, pretty tears gathering at the corners.

"I'm gonna… Ah… I'm gonna… wanna come…" Peter moans, his eyes sliding open just a sliver. Those teary eyes are glazed over in pleasure. "Tony, please… Make me come… Wanna come… on your… mm, fuck, wanna come on your cock… Tony, please…"

"Of course, sweetheart," Tony presses against him even tighter, making his thrusts deeper.

He focuses on hitting that sweet spot, taking pleasure with every drawn-out moan even when he feels that pulsing emptiness inside his own body.

He gets Peter there and pushes him right over. Peter comes with a trembling moan, his body locking in place as he shudders through his orgasm.

Tony stills, not wanting to overstimulate him.

When Peter's body relaxes, Tony pulls out and detaches the toy from the harness.

In comparison to the dildo, his omega cocklet is much too small. But that's never disappointed his partners.

Peter barely has time to lift his head when Tony goes back to fucking his pussy, but this time, he plunges in with his omega cock.

Tony's pussy still wants to be fucked, but his cock is surrounded by such easy wetness that he momentarily forgets the urge. It's warm and wet, Peter's pussy trying to squeeze down on the cocklet burying inside him.

"Oh…" Peter gasps, head falling back to the pillow.

Tony fucks him with fervor, focusing on all the wetness and heat surrounding his cock.

Tony may not be an alpha but he understands and enjoys this urge. The need to fuck and especially the need to fuck Peter.

He pushes himself up, knees over Peter's hips as he plows in and in. He pushes Peter's asscheeks together to give him more friction. He may have fucked Peter loose with the toy, but he can barely feel how loose Peter's gotten when they're like this.

"Mm… Mm…" Peter moans in complete abandon. "Fuck me– Tony… Oh, your cock feels so good… Love having your cock in me…"

"Yeah…?" Tony encourages, breathless. "You like my omega cock better than that alpha toy? I dunno, baby… Think you're just trying to stroke my ego here…"

He gives another forceful thrust, one that actually has Peter's body pushed up the bed.

"You don't need it," Peter huffs in breathless laughter. He's momentarily amused before pleasure has him moaning once more.

"Noo… " Peter refutes. He tightens up beautifully, his muscles squeezing down nicely on Tony's smaller omega cock. "Love your omega cock, Tony… Feels so nice… so warm…"

"Yeah? You like it when I'm fucking you raw, you mean?" Tony teases him. "Like it when I come inside you, filling you up with my come? Think you can get pregnant for me?"

"Oh…!" Peter gasps, always turned on by talk of Tony impregnating him, especially during his heat where the chance is the highest.

Subconsciously, his legs try to spread further apart but no, Tony isn't having it. He keeps Peter's legs pressed tight together so he can get the sweetest friction on his cocklet.

"I can do that…" Tony promises him, "You're in heat, after all… Perfect time to get knocked up…"

"Yeah…" Peter sounds dazed. "Do it, Tones, I need it…"

Tony leans down, tracing the bite mark on Peter's mating gland with his tongue.

"I know you do, sweetheart… I need it too…" Tony tells him in absolute truth. "So just lay there like a good omega and let me breed you up, alright, baby? You can do that for me, can't you?"

"Mm… Yeah, gonna… let you put a baby in me…" Peter is full heat now but he's a limp doll for Tony to use as he's being fucked.

He's leaving it all up to Tony, complete trust in his partner to take care of him.

And Tony does.

He keeps to his promise and fills Peter up with multiple loads. Each load Tony puts into his omega keeps him nice and wet, not that he needs it with how much he's slicking up.

He even manages to pop a baby knot, a nice surprise that has Tony muffling his moaning against Peter's neck. It's not as big as an alpha's but the extra girth has Peter moaning as he's filled a little more than normal. The load is larger too, despite how many times Tony's come inside him.

It takes Tony a little longer to recover after that attempt. The small knot is oversensitive that fucking, even with short deep thrusts, has Tony's brain overloading and creaming Peter's pussy a few seconds later.

The strap-on gets further use because yeah– size queen. He needs to keep his omega fully satisfied and if he uses the toy to fuck his come as deep as he can, then it's for a good purpose.

A day before his heat ends, Tony is once again fucking him with the strap-on. His come froths up where the toy plunges in and out and it drips down in messy trails on Peter's thighs.

His omega is barely conscious, fucked out and the only thing coming out of him is the contented purr of a satisfied omega.

Tony takes him again, tugging Peter's legs around his waist as he fucks the omega's loose pussy with his cocklet. Another load, Peter's body stuffed full but taking every drop even if it gets fucked out later. it only gives Tony another excuse to fill him up again.

"You…" Peter is barely conscious but he's peering at Tony through the slits of his eyes.

"Me?" Tony smiles at him, indulgent and willing to fulfill any request his omega has of him.

Peter lifts a limp hand and tugs on one of the straps for the harness.

"Your turn," Peter slurs.

"Aww, baby, thanks for thinking of me," Tony kisses his forehead but Peter throws an arm around his neck and tiredly nips his ear.

"Please, Tony," Peter whines at him. "Want you to feel good too."

"I have been feeling good," Tony promises him, rubbing up and down his arms with a comforting hand.

"Your turn," his stubborn boy complains with another tug on the harness.

And while Tony hadn't lied– the proof is how stuffed Peter's holes are with his come– he can admit that the idea of getting that dildo in his holes is appealing.

"Okay, baby, okay," Tony relents.

It takes some effort but he cleans up the toy and gets Peter strapped up. He licks his lips as the spent omega continues to lie there, every limb boneless with pleasure.

"I'll do all the work," Tony assures him as he straddles Peter's hips. The heat takes so much out of an omega and even if they're fully satisfied by the marathon fucking, the energy is leached out of them in the aftermath.

Tony sympathizes so he wants this to be as easy as possible while fulfilling Peter's stubborn but loving request.

He aligns the toy to his pussy and Peter looks up at him with a pleased smile. He takes it with a grateful moan, every inch stretching him to the point of satisfying fullness.

"Oh… Fuck, yes," Tony moans as he rocks and grinds on Peter's lap.

He loves how deep it goes, how wide it stretches him. The toy reaches inside him like it's making room for itself. If he presses down right underneath his belly button, he swears he can feel it there.

"Just lay back, baby," Tony says with a gasp as the strap pushes deep inside to where that incessant ache had been since the beginning. "I'll take care of it."

"Wanna see you feel good…" Peter complains. His hands grip Tony's hips, helping to guide him into a nice rhythm. But his poor boy is too fucked out and his attempt becomes futile when he can barely keep his eyes open.

It's of no concern to Tony who continues to fuck himself on the toy. He's done his job in satisfying Peter's heat and he's allowed to have this.

Peter has slipped into unconsciousness but that's the good thing about having toys like this. Tony can continue to take his pleasure, his entire body rocking on top of his mate's and the toy remains nice and hard inside him. The plus side is he can still look at his pretty omega even as he gets off.

Tony has his turn and he has a second, his pussy squirting slick out from around the thick girth inside him. His hard cocklet spills a load on Peter's stomach and Tony purrs as he marks his omega as his.

Peter wakes up for the third round and invigorated, he helps fuck Tony with a more forceful grip and thrusts of his hips.

He tumbles Tony onto his back, taking the older omega with determined thrusts and making Tony's toes curl. His pussy is being fucked open, the length of the toy making room inside him. Tony comes to another satisfying orgasm, clutching his mate close as he falls apart.

Afterward, Tony pulls him down into a sloppy kiss, engaging in a messy make out that has both omegas purring contentedly. His lips tease Peter's even as the younger omega slips into a well-deserved rest after days of fucking.

Who says two omegas can't satisfy each other? No alpha has ever satisfied Tony like this and he wasn't even the one constantly being fucked.

As he gathers Peter into his arms and he nuzzles against his neck, he purrs his own contentment.

Tony thinks he's done rather well at satisfying his mate.

#starker #madstarker writes #nff #omegaverse #switch starker #non-traditional omegaverse #omega peter parker #omega tony stark #kinky madstarker 2023 #ima TRY 😭 #but im already late 🥲

[khalixascorner]

Be My Baby Mama

Summary: Peter and SIM Tony accidentally end up pregnant when they spend a heat together. They decide to keep the pup but how are a superhero and a supervillain supposed to do this whole parenting thing? And what's everyone else going to say when they find out?

“Umm, Mr. Stark, can I ask you something kind of personal?” Peter asked, not sure if he was going insane or if it was actually possible. Stark raised an eyebrow but gestured for him to go on. “Are you on birth control?” Stark just looked at him like he had grown a second head, then paled for a moment before his expression totally locked down behind a blank mask.

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Special thanks to @the-mad-starker because everything I write is definitely their fault and they have to beta it all in agreement. I love you friend!

Tags: Peter Parker/Tony Stark, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Peter Parker, Omega Tony Stark, Mafia AU, Mob Boss Tony Stark, Villain Tony Stark, Mafia Typical Violence, no smut guys, It's all fluff, A little angst, Mpreg, Mating, SIM Tony Stark, sorta, Superior Iron Man Vol 1. (2015), Age Difference, Aged-Up Peter Parker, baby Stark, Crack Treated Seriously, Just a crack taken seriously fic where Peter and Tony get pregnant, have a pup, and fall in love, Tony is very bossy and Peter says Yes Omega all the time

Peter groaned as he woke up sticky, covered in sweat, slick, and other bodily fluids. Everything ached, like after a good workout, and there was a soul deep sense of satisfaction curling through him, so he couldn’t complain too much about the rest. Instinctually, he curled around the omega still sleeping in his arms and nosed at the scent glands.

They hadn’t bonded. In fact, Stark had demanded that Peter not, and he had listened, not even nipping at the sensitive skin despite every instinct screaming for him to. Even now, it was at the back of his brain, a reaction to the pheromones pouring off of the omega. So sweet and warm, like a spiced drink. It lulled Peter into an almost hazy state as he continued to nuzzle the older omega’s neck.

“Hey kid, not that I mind a follow up, but how about we get clean first?”

Peter startled at the omega’s voice, and he struggled to process what was even said. It felt like his brain had turned to molasses.

“Kid?”

Peter could hear the slight worry in the omega’s voice but talking was not happening so he rumbled gently.

“Hey kid, look at me.”

Peter hadn’t even realized his eyes had closed until he forced them open at his omega’s request. Blue eyes stared into his brown ones, and his omega swore at whatever he saw in them.

A minute later something foul smelling was put under his nose and Peter jerked back, everything coming back online painfully as he fell off the bed.

“Fuck, can you pick something less pungent next time,” Peter whined, his nose burning from the chemicals. “My senses are already dialed up naturally.”

“Sorry, kid,” Stark said, though Peter didn’t hear any remorse. “Given that you were about two minutes from force bonding us though, I don’t think you should be complaining.”

“What are you talking about?” Peter asked, confused. “We were just cuddling. I made it through your whole heat without even trying to bite you. I wasn’t going to screw it up now.”

“Kid, you were totally scent drunk and had started licking my neck,” Stark said. He gestured to his neck and Peter could see wetness there even now.

Shame coursed through him, along with confusion. He didn’t even remember licking the omega, and he had promised he wouldn’t mate them. His stomach twisted at what he had almost done. When he had found the omega going into heat, he had promised he would get the other man home to safety and to not take advantage of the man. And he had nearly broken that promise, all because he couldn’t control himself like some hormone driven knothead.

“I’m so so sorry, Mr. Stark,” Peter whispered, eyes fixed on the floor. “I don’t even know how that happened. It’s no excuse, of course, but I really am sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it, kid, it happens to the best of us,” the older omega said nonchalantly. Peter looked up and was surprised to see the omega honestly didn’t look offended. If anything he seemed curious, like Peter was a problem to solve on the whiteboard.

Peter noticed he still kept his distance though, and that just made him feel even worse. His mind began calculating how quickly he could gather his stuff and leave before he made the omega even more uncomfortable. Or worse, lost control and did something they’d both regret.

“Hey, slow that big brain of yours down, kid,” Stark said, his voice a soothing rumble. “No harm done."

“You don’t need to lie to me,” Peter said softly. “I know I screwed up and I don’t blame you for not trusting me. I’ll just go.”

“Kid, I just don’t know what triggered it, that’s why I’m staying over here,” Stark said with a huff, his annoyance clear in his tone. “Unless you want another whiff of those chemicals you were just complaining about if I get too close.”

Peter looked at the omega cautiously and sniffed the air. He didn’t smell any bitter tones of fear or the sharp spikes of anger. He did, however, smell something odd.

“Kid?”

Something must have shown on his face because Stark was looking concerned again, but from this distance, it didn't overwhelm his senses as quickly or as thoroughly. The weird thing was, he sort of recognized the smell, but it couldn’t be. Could it?

“Umm, Mr. Stark, can I ask you something kind of personal?” Peter asked, not sure if he was going insane or if it was actually possible.

Stark raised an eyebrow but gestured for him to go on.

“Are you on birth control?”

Stark just looked at him like he had grown a second head, then paled for a moment before his expression totally locked down behind a blank mask.

“I am, though I’m going to assume your comment means you think it failed?” Stark asked, his voice tightly controlled.

“Your scent is really sweet and spicy and smells like home,” Peter said with a blush. “When your heat started, it was more like coffee, metal, and ozone. When this omega in my classes got pregnant, his scent changed too, though it wasn’t as drastic.”

“Because it wasn’t yours,” Stark commented almost absent mindedly. “When it’s your pup, the smell is stronger because it’s supposed to ensure the alpha stays around to care for the omega and pup.”

“Oh, that makes sense,” Peter said. “My pup.”

Peter felt like the entire world had dropped out from beneath him as the reality set in. A pup. He was going to be a dad. He looked over to Stark and froze at the careful expression on the other man’s face. His heart dropped as he realized he had said that outloud.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that,” Peter hurried to say, even though it felt like stabbing himself in the chest. “It’s up to you what happens next.”

When Stark didn’t say anything, Peter berated himself. Of course the other man didn’t want a pup. He was the premier innovator Tony Stark by day and ruled the city’s underground as Iron Man by night.

“You actually want the pup?” Stark asked, sounding confused. “A pup conceived with me?”

“Of course,” Peter replied immediately. “I’ve always wanted a family of my own.”

Peter couldn’t keep the sheer longing from his voice. He had lost his parents at a young age, and Uncle Ben shortly after the spider bite. Aunt May held on until he was in college but after Ben had died, she had been broken hearted and never really recovered. Peter hadn’t been surprised at all when she had quietly overdosed on sleeping pills.

“A pup wasn’t exactly in my five year plan,” Stark said, sitting on the bed. “Nor is my lifestyle exactly conducive to child rearing.”

“I understand,” Peter replied, his throat tightening even as he forced the words out. It wasn’t his decision to make and he was determined to respect the omega’s choice.

“So if we’re going to do this, there's going to be some ground rules.”

Peter’s head snapped so fast towards Stark that it was amazing he didn’t break something.

“First and foremost, we will be co parenting. You’ll move into the tower so I can ensure you and the pup are properly protected from the more nefarious elements of both my jobs, neither of which I intend to quit just because we bring a child into the mix. This will also let me be home to help as much as possible, but you’ll still have to be the primary parent.”

“Of course,” Peter agreed. “I can switch to online courses starting next semester, and I make pretty good protection myself you know. I don’t mind being a stay at home parent.”

Stark nodded and then continued.

“Second, if we’re doing this, it will be as mates. It’s healthier for the child and I won’t take chances with that. However, we can’t officially bond, and you can’t tell anyone until I’ve had time to make the necessary preparations.”

“Ok,” Peter said, though he paused as he thought of something. “Can I at least talk to the Avengers? See if they’ll ease up so they don’t try to hurt you while you’re pregnant?”

Stark thought it over for a few minutes before nodding.

“Go ahead. It shouldn’t matter much as I’ll take a step back from work until the pup is born, but it wouldn’t hurt to have a guarantee they won’t raid my penthouse or something stupid.”

“Alright, anything else?” Peter asked. While he wasn’t about to tell Stark, there wasn’t much he wouldn’t agree to for a chance at having a family, at having a pup to care for. It was so hard for Peter to make connections between Spiderman and just trying to get through college that he had wondered if he’d ever find anyone.

“Yeah. My name is Tony, use it. I won’t have my mate calling me Mr. Stark or any of that nonsense.”

“Ok Mr.- ah Tony,” Peter said, flushing a little. “Sorry, it might take me some practice.”

“It’s fine,” Tony said. “I’ll let you know if anything else comes up but that should be it for my end.”

“So you’re ok if I keep being Spiderman?” Peter asked, unsure if the omega would demand he stop or at least not interfere in Iron Man’s business.

“As long as you’re not supposed to be on baby duty, then it’s your decision what you do with your time.”

“Even if I get a job with Hammer Industries?” Peter couldn’t help but tease. Stark’s dislike of Hammer was legendary.

“Ok nope, new rule. No working for Hammer, Oscorp, or any other tech or research company other than SI,” Tony said firmly. “My mate will not have ties to those shoddy corporations.”

Peter just laughed, happiness bubbling in his chest. He was going to be a dad and have a mate. And sure that mate was a part time morally gray villain slash businessman, but he didn’t hurt kids or innocents, so they could make it work. Peter’s world couldn’t get any brighter.

#peter parker x tony stark #starker #khalixa writes #omegaverse #alpha peter #omega tony stark #mafia au #mafia boss!tony #ff starker #read the tags #mads made me do it #but what if we– khalixa tag😳

[sad-coffeebean]

Day 8 of marvel fics I love and recommend

It's, once again, James bucky Barnes/Tony stark

Some of the tags: Alternate universe: A/B/O, Omega tony/Alpha bucky, age difference but no underage, no powers AU, Hurt/comfort and domestic fluff, many mentions of domestic abuse.

This is a fic very close to my heart •́⁠ ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠,⁠•̀

Omegas are legally owned by alphas in this fic, and mechanic bucky wins omega!tony in a game of poker. As usual, Howard stark is a bag of dicks and we stan babyvengers.

11/10 if you didn't read this before, this is your sign ಠ⁠‿⁠ಠ

#bucky barnes #tony stark #omega tony stark #alpha bucky barnes #winteriron #mcu #marvel #fanfic rec #ao3 fanfic

[captshipper]

captshipper's 100 followers special: 005. breeding kink

100 smutty drabble to celebrate 100 followers

top!Peter x bottom!Tony // alpha!Peter x omega!Tony

being strapped to a breeding bench should be an uncomfortable experience, but not for Tony. not when he asks for it when he asks Peter to fuck him without any car for the whole three days of the alpha's rut.

Tony's wet just with the idea of being bred by his lovely mate.

by his handsome, bid-dicked, perfectly fertile mate.

he asks and begs to be bred, sounds like drooling whimpers with the gag on his mouth. but Peter still understands, hands holding his hips with a bruising griip and his cock stretching his little pussy open, it's unfairly delicious.

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[sunnysideprincess]

“Rampage”

Steve has only ever heard tall tales. On one side, of how feral Omegas are born from too much freedom, too much of outsider's touch and a weaker, submissive Alpha. He'd known those were nonsensical rumors to curb the fire that burned with Omega rights. On the other hand, some believed them to be made up stories. Feral Alphas were real and usual sightings, more often a result of an unexpected rutt. Cases reported for feral Omegas, however were two or three in a decade—mostly false. Sightings, none. Living witnesses, none.

Watching Tony crouch and growl at their guards, the limp body of his ward secure behind him, Steve thinks there's a reason for all of that. The bright red eyes, the fangs that ripped into the man's throat like tender meat and the putrid stench of death emanating from the generally cinnamon scented Omega—safe to say, no feral alpha would be any match for a feral Omega.

After, after it's done. After Harley blinks and calls out for his "mechanic". After, like a switch flipped, Tony grows limp and heavy, crawling towards the kid, dragged down by the foreign blood on his body and the still fading rampage. After Steve stares at the mangled corpses of the Hydra agents and lets out a soft chuckle.

"This sucks. No one's gonna believe me."

Tony looks at him, the residual red merging with his beautiful earthy hues. Steve wonders if he could remember it well to put it on a canvas.

"Sorry," Tony whispers, his voice hoarse as he cradles Harley close to his chest. "I'm sorry, but they hurt him-"

"They did. And they deserved what came to them for that."

The picture they paint—Steve recalls telling Tony about the man who wanted family, stability going into the ice. Thinking about Tony going feral for a child that isn't even his, bit by bit Steve thinks maybe that man is being revived. By the very person who stole his heart by flying a nuke to space.

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