Avengers One-Shots

Ironstrange 2

A/B/O

Requested by: PrincessPeach211

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"How am I going to feed her Tony?" Strange watched his hands shake as he sat there. Tony held both of his husband's hands in his own, "We'll figure out a way I promise."

Stephen rubbed his very pregnant stomach with a frown. He would have a baby in less than a month and he refused to bottle feed the pups. He wanted to breastfeed the way omegas were intended too.

"How opposed would you be to braces? Like my gauntlets but not as bulky," Tony suggested. The doctor shook his head, "No I want to be able to hold her without a bunch of metal in between their skin and mine."

"Okay," Tony kissed his forehead, "We'll figure it out, I swear."

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Tony wandered down to his shop to do research on all of his mate's surgeries. He played around with ways to hold the baby without actually using his hands to support it. There were many types of slings but Tony knew he really wanted to hold the baby in his arms. He ordered one as a back up just in case.

Cloakie tapped him on the shoulder.  Tony turned to the piece of magic cloth, "You got a better idea?"

The cloak maneuvered his arms into a cradle position and wrapped itself tightly over his arms, across his back, and back around. It formed a tight sling that didn't give his hands much wiggle room. Tony looked at the cloak with a grin, "Brilliant!"

The cloak unwrapped from around him and bowed dramatically. Tony rolled his eyes, "You ready to do that a lot? Cause Stephen is going to need you to until he gets the stone back."

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She was beautiful. Her brown eyes had beautiful blue specks in them. Stephen teared up as she was placed in his tired arms. Tony helped his mate adjust her and sit up a little. Cloakie slipped into the small space and wrap around Strange. The shaking in his hands was almost unknown. Strange smiled softly, "Thank you."

Tony watched from the foot of the bed as Strange admired their daughter. The omega looked at Tony, "She's gorgeous." 

"She gets her looks from you," Tony smiled. Strange grinned at him. The baby began to softly fuss at her fathers. Stephen gave Tony his most innocent look, "Could you move my top so she can eat?"

"Of course," Tony hoped up and moving fabric around and helped Stephen move her to his chest. The cloak resumed his position as soon as she was sufficiently comfortable. Stephen gave Tony an odd look, "How does the cloak know exactly what to do?"

"It was initially his idea I just help make adjustments... We've been practicing, a little," Tony blushed. The hero's smile grew, "Thank you, Tony."