Wrong Number

Chapter 13

Peter made it through the first half of the day, he was sleepy and still sore but it was manageable. The lunch bell finally rang and he made his way out to where he knew tony would be parked.

Tony smiled at Peter from where he was leaning against the car. "Hey baby" he soothed, ushering him into the car.

Peter smiled happily "Hey Tony." He chirped, getting into the car.

"Ready to get that plug out?" He laughed softly.

Peter nodded "Yes please."

"Lean over the seat baby."

"Yes daddy" He murmured obediently doing as he was told.

"Good boy" he kissed his back before lowering the other's pants. "Okay, Peter, relax, ok?"

Peter shivered at the compliment, relaxing immediately. "Good boy" Tony breathed, tugging the plug free and Peter groaned softly at the feeling.

"Oh look at you" Tony breathed, thumb teasing his rim.

Peter moaned "Daddy." He breathed.
"Want me to taste you, clean you up?"

Peter looked over his shoulder at Tony "Yes please" he all but begged, biting his lip.

"Such a good boy" he praised as he settled behind him, wasting no time before he buried his face between Peter's cheeks.

Peter moaned, gripping the seat tighter "Tony." He whined, breathlessly. Tony hummed, fingers digging bruises into the cheeks he was holding and Peter whimpered, trying to press back to get more of Tony's tongue.

Tony pulled him closer, encouraging him to fuck himself on Tony's tongue. Peter rolled his hips, pressing back more, fucking himself as Tony wanted.

Tony groaned, absently thankful he had grabbed the box of wet wipes on his way back to the school.

"Are you going to fuck me, daddy?" Peter asked, breathlessly, not stopping his movements.

"Do you want me to?" He asked, panting as he slipped two fingers into him.

Peter nodded "Yes please" He begged.

Tony quickly shoved his own pants down, sliding deep into Peter in one hard thrust.

"F-fuck" Peter whined, moaning softly.

"Feel good baby? Too sore?"

Peter shook his head "It feels good" he said with another moan.

"Good, going to do this nice and slow, baby, tease you real nice"

"O-okay Daddy," He said breathily. Tony grinned, started a slow, grinding pace.

"Tony" Peter whined, arching his back.

"Yeah, Peter?" He panted, pinning him with a hand between his shoulder blades.

"I..I.." He said, But was cut off by a moan. Peter bit his lip before continuing "Want it harder" he finally panted out, he did want it harder but that hadn't been what was about to slip out of his mouth, he'd almost told tony that he loves him.

Tony smiled, snapping his hips forward before slowly pulling out slowly, keeping that pace. "Better?"

Peter let his head fall back, moaning. "Y-Yes" he managed.

"I've got you babylove" he groaned.

Peter flushed at the new endearment, groaning "I'm close " he warned with a whine.

"Good. You can come, babylove. I'm so close"

Peter nodded, still blushing a bit as he moaned loudly "Tony!" Coming hard.