Marvel Oneshots

Spiderstrange- Yes Sir (smut)

*INDIRECT/HINTED MENTION OF SKIP WESTCOTT*

"Mr-I mean Doctor Strange?" Peter called as he entered the sanctum. The sorcerer was nowhere to be found. Peter silently stalked through the sanctum in search of the older man when he heard soft grunts coming from behind a door. "Doctor strange?" He asked as he pushed open the door.

Peter instantly looked away "I'm sorry! I'll come back later I'm sorry!" He rushed to cover his eyes.

Laying on the large bed was Stephen Strange, sorcerer Supreme, naked, a shaky hand around his cock.

"Fuck Peter what are you doing here?" He quickly covered himself.

"It doesn't matter I'll come back later. I'm so sorry" Peter repeated and turned to leave.

"Wait." Stephen's voice darkened.

Peter froze, "w-what?" He asked confused.

"Peter, you're over 18 correct?" The sorcerer asked, his voice laced with lust.

Peter slowly turned back to him and nodded, "I'm 20 sir." He gulped, his eyes flicking to the blanket strewn across the older man's naked body.

"My hands aren't the best, as you know, and I'd like some help." Stephen smirked.

"I-i um.....o-okay." Peter's mouth was suddenly very dry. He stepped closer to the man who reached a hand out to him.

"Come here." The older rasped as he pulled Peter down into a deep kiss. Peter moaned in surprise and kissed back.

"Strip." Stephen ordered once they separated. Peter was quick to obey. He watched as the other sat up and stood in front of him. "On your knees." He ordered.

"Yes sir." Peter gulped.

"Such a good boy, already know what I want to be called." Stephen tangled his shaking hands in Peter's curls and pressed the tip of his cock to the youngers lips. "If you need to stop tap my leg three times." He gently pulled his hair forcing him to look up, "Do you understand?"

"Yes sir." Peter was breathless. The man before him was gorgeous, and his cock was much bigger than he had imagined, not that he imagined what Stephen's cock looked like absolutely not.

"Good. Open." He said with a smirk. Peter opened his lips and allowed the hard member to slip past them. He took him all the way down his throat, glancing up through his lashes. "Fuck Peter your mouth feels amazing." Stephen groaned as he tightened his grip on Peter's hair.

Peter opened his throat and looked up at Stephen, silently telling him that he could do whatever he wanted. Stephen took the invitation and began slowly fucking the younger's throat. Blissful tears spilled down Peter's cheeks as his throat was used.

Finally after several moments of this Stephen pulled out. "On the bed." He ordered. Peter was quick to obey, scrambling up to climb onto the bed. "Face down, ass up." Stephen added. Peter blushed. "Have you ever done this before Peter?" He asked as he spread Peter's cheeks to examine his hole.

"Once or twice." Peter whispered.

"With who?" Stephen asked curiously.

"I'd rather not get into it right now." Peter responded quietly, not even sure why he admitted to having done this when it had been so long.

"We will discuss later then." Stephen nodded, picking up that it was not a good experience and the boy probably needed to talk about it. "I'm going to prepare you. If you want to stop just say the word." He said as he poured lube over his fingers. Peter nodded.

The older man worked a single finger into him and began to twist and curl it around, Peter moaned out and gripped the sheets. Stephen smirked and pushed in a second finger.

Once he was 3 fingers in and had decided that Peter was stretched enough to fit him, he lubed up his cock and lined it up. "Ready baby?" He breathed into Peter's ear.

"Y-yes please sir! Fuck me." Peter begged. Stephen smirked, his eyes full of lust, and pushed into Peter slowly. Inch by inch he sank into the tight heat, the boy beneath him gasping and whining every step of the way.

"How are you doing?" He asked softly, running his fingers soothingly through Peter's hair.

"P-please move." Peter gasped.

"With pleasure." Stephen began to move slowly at first then began to pick up the pace. Eventually he was pounding into the younger boy's ass, Peter moaning loudly all the while.

"S-sir! I'm gonna- I'm gonna cum- I'm gonna cum!" He cried out.

Stephen gripped Peter's cock, "cum for me, Pete." He whispered into his ear. His hot breath sent shivers down Peter's spine and he came on the spot.

Stephen pulled out, earning a whine of disapproval from the boy beneath him. "Flip over." He smirked.

Peter rolled over as quick as he could. Stephen pulled his legs over his shoulders and pushed back into his ass. He once again began pounding into the younger.

"F-fuck sir it's so good! Please fill me up. Need you sir please!" Peter begged mindlessly, his brain fogged over with pleasure.

"Fuck you're so tight kid." Stephen groaned, shaking hands held Peter's waist as he pounded into him.

Peter moaned out as he was close to release a second time that night. "I-im gonna cum can I cum sir?" He asked desperately.

"Wait for me baby. Cum with me." Stephen moaned breathlessly as his thrusts became uneven and staggered.

"Here it cums Pete. You ready?" He asked. The younger nodded eagerly and Stephen gave one, two, three more thrusts before spilling into the tight heat of Peter's ass.

Peter came with a scream and collapsed on the bed, exhausted.

Stephen pulled out of him and with a wave of his hand cleaned them both up and laid down next to the younger.

Peter curled into him and yawned, "that was a pleasant surprise sir." He giggled sleepily.

"It was indeed." Stephen pulled the blanket over them and the two fell asleep in eachothers arms.