Spiderman Homecoming Fanfic (RE-UPLOAD)

Take Care of You

(Uhm... Oh gosh! This feels awkward, ahahah. Please forgive me for the late update which took forever. I've been busy dealing with irl issues and stuff, plus there's the 'writer's block' going on too 😞 Whoever it is that's reading, I hope you enjoy it! Please leave a kudos if you do, I feed on it 🥵)

WARNING: SMUT LIES AHEAD
(+slightly OOC character)

Their kisses deepen and Peter brings Tony down on the carpet. His hand crept up the man and he pinched a nipple through the shirt, causing Tony to bucked his hip upward. The lad rubs the stiff nipple between fingers making the man's breath hitches.

"Peter" the man pushes his shoulders gently, leaving trails of saliva as their lips parted. Peter stares at him with eyes full of desire "Mr.Stark, please... Can't we?" he begs with furrowed eyebrows. Tony rubs his thighs together, just as desperate as the lad but he has a tad more self-restraint being the older of the two.

"You're wounded, you need to rest" The man put his hands over Peter's which was clumsily unbuttoning his dress shirt, but he showed no further restrain to stop the action "All I need is you" The lad pulled aside the piece of garments, revealing drool worthy torso of the man he loves. He gropes a feel all over the soft yet hard muscle "What about dinner?" Tony shivers involuntarily as Peter ghosts his lips all over his skin "I have one in front of me" he whispers.

"A-at least let me go take a shower" The man dropped his last reasoning before fully giving in "We'll get dirty anyway" The lad trails kisses and soft bites all over him, worshipping his every fiber. Tony grumbles, a mix between frustration and arousal "Fine, just have at it" Upon hearing the green light, Peter moves down and unbuckles the man's belt, then he swiftly takes off the pants. The man eyed him in anticipation of what was to come next.

The lad stands on his knees as he peels down his pants altogether with his boxer, revealing a heavy, veiny, and throbbing member glistening with precum. A choked sound came out of Tony's mouth at the sight. Peter pants(no pun intended) and bring himself on top of the man once again. He took hold of both of their hard members in a hand and stroke them together "Holy shit" Tony unconsciously blurt his mind as he observes the
size difference between them. Even though his size is nothing to laugh about Peter beats him by length and girth.

Peter huffs in embarrassment at the burning stare and tries to grab his attention by planting his lips on his, slotting his tongue inside his mouth, and grinding his palm flat on the man's dick. Tony groans and entangles a hand in the lad's hair "Mr.Sta-ah" he tightens his grip and Peter moans in arousal, biting his lower lip as payback. Then mid kissing, the man couldn't help but gaze back down to the lad's member as the lad continued stroking them both.

To Tony, it looks unreal on his body. If it wasn't for the matching tone of colour he'd assume it was attached to the lad through surgery instead or something. The man imagines what would happen if Peter were to go down the wrong path and fuck everyone in his sight and- Peter breaks the kiss "Uhm... Mr.Stark? Can I have a go at your chest?" He furrows his eyebrows, looking desperate "Wh- chest? Uh, sure" Tony didn't even understand what the lad meant by that as he consented without a second thought.

Peter swiftly sat atop the man, close to his chest "This way you can keep ogling and take a look at my dick much better" The lad licks his lips "What? I wasn't- Who's ogling at your dic-" At that moment, Peter position himself and slots his dick with a slap between the man's chest and that is enough to leave him speechless with the tip an inch away from his face "Mmh, I'm gonna move Mr.Stark"

Seeing and feeling the member up close like this is overwhelming for Tony and there's also that issue "Wait... Pete-hff" Ignoring whatever sputters from Tony, the lad started swaying his hip in a steady but deliberate motion 'fuck, fuck, fuck' Tony bit his lower lip and clenched his palms into a fist until both knuckles turn white. He tried holding it for as long as possible until he couldn't anymore.