Behind Dumpsters & Locked Hotel Rooms

Two

Peter woke up with a start. His legs were aching and his jaw was sore. The sun was shinning brightly at his eyes. The teen let out a groan and pushed his face closer to the other body that was on the bed. Fingers combed through the teen's hair, as a quiet hum filled the room.

"Good morning, sweet cheeks." Tony whispered into Peter's curls. Peter moaned in response and let his eyelids fall, closed. Tony's warmth was fulfilling, and Peter wouldn't be wasting it. The couple just bathed in each others presence. Wanting this moment to last for longer then it will.

Then the alarm rang and they were brought back down to earth. Tony sighed and unwrapped his arms from the younger body. Peter let out a whine, trying to get closer to Tony. The older man let out a laugh. "C'mon, time to get up." Tony said smacking Peter's butt.

Peter let out a squeal and shoved his face into a pillow. "Too early." The teen mumbled. The bed squeaked as Tony got up and stretched his limbs. Peter laid his head down on the white soft pillow and watched Tony as his back muscles moved. This is heaven, Peter thought biting his lip.

Tony turned around and stared at Peter with a smirk. "Stop doing that." Tony spoke, his voice deep from sleep. Tony locked eyes his young lover and smiled. His bed head is adorable. Tony thought pulling the thin sheets off of Peter.

Peter whined and rolled closer to Tony so he would have something covering him. "Fight me." Peter said in a playful tone. Tony grinned as his fingers met Peter's sides. Peter giggled and pushed the man off of him. "That was mean." Peter pouted.

"Aw, daddy's sorry." Tony replied, putting on his best puppy dog look. Peter smile and sat up on his knees. Tony wrapped his arms around Peter's waist, and Peter rubbed his hands on Tony's chest. They grinned at each other before sharing a sweet kiss. "We really should get ready." Tony said ad they broke apart.

Peter huffed and glanced at the clock. 8:45 A.M. Saturday,  the alarm clock read. "Yeah, I guess." Peter grumbled, sliding off the bed. Peter stood in the room showing Tony all his nakedness.

The man let out a whistle and trailed his hands up the teen's spine. Peter shivered under the touch and tilted his head back so he could look at Tony's eyes.

"I thought we were supposed to get ready?" Peter smirked at the man. Tony rolled his eyes and kissed Peter's neck lightly.

"I say things I don't mean darling." The brown-haired man replied, letting go of the teenager. Peter let out a whimper but didn't follow Tony into the bathroom. The teen should really be heading home.

Buy as Peter heard Tony softly hum while the shower was going, the teen's knees felt weak. Peter couldn't help but feel like this was a cliche. And the teen knew that this was only physical. He was a rebound.

And as the teen joined the man in the shower, as his hands touched his flesh. Peter couldn't help but wonder, 'When will they catch feelings for each other?'

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