Temptation

XIV

"How long have you been here?" Thor questioned Peter.

The shorter make looked up from sweeping the hall and stared at the blond in front of him, "Just a few months. Why do you ask?"

Thor shrugged and handed the other male a dustpan, "Just curious."

Peter quietly nodded and went back to his chore. "Are you okay? You seem, tense, " He broke the silence.

The taller make sighed, "Withdrawl, " He answered.

Peter nodded his head in understanding, "Rough, " He replied.

"Sorry I'm like this. Being uncomfortable that is. Just the shock of everything, it's finally catching up to me." Thor explained hastily.

The younger male nodded his head, "Yeah, no, I understand. It's like you thought nothing was wrong when everything was. You didn't realize how much you but someone until they snap."

The blond hummed, "Exactly."

"How are you coping? With everything I mean. I know that Sam tries to make the transition easy, but it's still a lot to take sometimes." Peter confined.

"It's going as best as it can go, " Thor sighed, "I hate myself a little bit more now. I can't believe that I put Bruce through that. He deserves so much more than me."

"I know the feeling, I hate myself for putting my Aunt through hell, " Peter sympathized.

"So what's going on here? Telling sad stories and painting our nails?" Tony questioned as he walked into the hall.

"Merely bonding Stark, is there a problem?" Thor shot back with a glint in his eyes.

"Nothing at all. Sam wants a word, something with your bag, " Tony smirked crossing his arms.

Thor clenched his jaw but made his way downstairs without a reply. Peter let out a breath of relief as the air cleared out. For a minute there it looked like they were going to claw at each other's throat.

"What's with you today? You're grumpy, " Peter let out a nervous laugh and sat the broom aside.
"You guys best friends now?" Tony asked, ignoring the younger male's words.

"Not really, " Peter shrugged, "He just needed someone to talk to."
"To nice for your own good, " Tony chuckled and softly shook his head.

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?" The shorter male pouted cutely.

Tony smirked and beckoned Peter closer, "Come here, " He mumbled under his breath. He hooked his thumbs on Peter's belt loops and pulled him in close.

"Tony someone might see, " Peter gasped at the sudden contact.

Tony responded by putting his mouth on Peter's and pushing him against the wall. The younger let out a whine and curled his fingers on the older man's shoulders. Tony pressed himself fully against the shorter man, wanting to feel as much of the other as possible.

It was heaven.

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