𝔪𝔲𝔩𝔱𝔦𝔣𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔪 𝔦𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔰

2) Peter Parker (NSFW)

Summary: your father, tony stark, finds out about your relationship with peter in the worst possible way.

Warnings: smut, getting caught in the act (?)

Being Tony Stark's daughter wasn't exactly the easiest thing, he was an incredibly protective man when he cared about something and that rule certainly applied to me. Hardly anybody knew about me as I was almost always kept home, the list consisting of the other Avengers and the people he worked closely with. He didn't trust very many people, which I understood, but it left me with very few friends. However, he did trust my boyfriend, though he didn't know that I was dating the boy.
     Peter Parker was one of the few people my dad trusted with me, and I was lucky he did because I wouldn't get to see him much otherwise. Peter and I spent a lot of time together, typically at his apartment because there were certain things we couldn't do at my place due to the constant threat of my dad walking in on us. Aunt May wasn't nearly as protective or concerned, though she did ask us every now and again if we were being safe, which we were.
     I had just gone to Peter's house, saying hello to May before walking into his room. "Hey, Pete," I smile.
     "Hey, Princess," He smiles. "I've missed you."
     I drop my bag on the floor by his desk, walking over to where he was sitting on his bed. I straddled his lap, pressing a small kiss to his lips. "I've missed you, too. Even though we just saw each other at school," I chuckle.
He ran his hands along my thighs with a small smile, "Well, I like spending time with my girl. Besides," He kisses the side of my neck, "I've been thinking about you all day."
     "You're being a bit more straightforward than usual," I say with a slight giggle. I run my fingers through his messy brown curls, pecking his lips. "But if you want me, you can have me. You know that, baby."
     "Mm, I love you," He smirks slightly and kisses the other side of my neck.
     "I love you too, Peter. Now show me what you've been thinking about all day." His hands automatically move to my shirt, tugging it over my head and tossing it on the floor.
     "New bra?" He asks with a small smirk. "I haven't seen this one before."
     "I've had it for a little while, I just haven't worn it yet," I shrug. "Why? You like it?"
     "Mm-hm, it looks perfect on you, Princess. But I'm gonna have to take it off," His strong arms reach around my body, unclasping the tight, lacy material. I pull my arms from the straps and he drops it on the floor where he had put my shirt. "I feel like it's been forever since I've had you like this, N/N."
     "Come on, Peter, just do something."
     "Lay down then, baby." I do as he says and he tugs off my jeans, his eyes trailing over my body as a smug smile adorned his lips. He tugged his sweater off, quickly undoing the buttons on his undershirt afterwards. I ran my hands along his chest and he leaned down, pressing his lips to mine. I wrap an arm around his neck, pulling his body directly against mine. "Are you gonna let me take my pants off or are we just gonna make out?" His question comes out as a muffled mumble against my lips.
     "Maybe I want to take your pants off for you," I tease.
     "I won't complain," He chuckles. "I just need you, Princess." My hands move to his belt buckle, undoing it and shoving his jeans down. "Wait a minute," He sighed and got up, going to his desk and grabbing something. He held up a small foil packet, "If I got you pregnant, your dad would murder me."
     I nod, "He most definitely would. Now get over here and finish what you started, Parker."
     He took his jeans the rest of the way off, doing the same with his boxers before rolling the condom on. He settled himself back between my legs, lining himself up as he kissed me again. He slowly pushed in, my moans causing our deep kiss to break. "Mm, Peter," I hum quietly.
     He held himself up on his forearms as he started to move, my legs moving to wrap around his waist. "God, you feel amazing," He murmurs.
     "Peter, harder," I whine. I kiss down his neck, sucking slightly on his skin which was sure to leave a mark. His thrusts sped up, one of his hands moving to the wooden frame of his bed to give him more leverage. I moan loudly as his tip met the perfect spot inside me, "Oh my god, right there! Ah, Peter!"
     "Shh, May's gonna hear you." He pressed his lips against mine, kissing me messily as his hips continued to rut into mine. Our lips would separate before connecting again, Peter occasionally tugging my lower lip between his teeth.
     "I'm close," I whimper.
     "Cum for me, Princess. Come on, I'm almost there." He kisses me again as his other hand moved down to my clit, rubbing it quickly in an attempt to get me to my high faster.
     My legs trembled around his waist, my arms tightening around his neck. I moaned loudly as I tucked my head into Peter's neck, holding him close as my muscles repeatedly tensed and relaxed. His hips stuttered, his thrusts slowing down as he came. A low groan left his lips as he stopped, his length still settled deep inside me. He rested his body on top of mine, taking a deep breath before pulling out and rolling to the side so he was lying on his back next to me. "Holy shit, that was amazing."
     I chuckle, "All you, baby."
     "No, not all me," Peter replies. "I really wish we could do this more often."
     "Pete, we do it like every other week," I laugh.
     "That's not enough," He smirks, looking over at me.
     I shift to cuddle with him, looking up at him as my chest pressed to his side, "Who knew Spider-Man was so insatiable?"
     "You and only you," He chuckles. He gets out of bed, tying the condom and throwing it away before coming back to bed.
     I cuddle into his side and press a small kiss to his chest. "Mm, I love you, Peter."
"I love you too, Y/N."

***

About twenty minutes after what we'd done, Peter and I were both called by my dad and told to come back. We got up and got dressed quickly, heading back to my house which had basically become the 'Avengers' Headquarters'. "Is something wrong, Dad? I was just studying at Peter's, you know that."
"Parker, get over here right now," He said sternly.
Peter walked closer to him in confusion and nervousness, "I-Is something wrong, Mr.Stark?"
"What did I tell you about Y/N when I first recruited you, kid?" He says, pinching the bridge of his nose without making eye contact. He hadn't looked Peter or me in the eyes since we'd come here.
"To keep her safe and not to tell anyone about her...?" He said, clearly not understanding. "Sir, have I done something?"
My dad pulls his phone from his pocket and presses a button, making an audio recording start to play.
'God, you feel amazing.'
'Peter, harder...Oh my god, right there! Ah, Peter!'
'Shh, May's gonna hear you."

He stops the clip there, putting his phone back in his pocket. Peter and I stared at him with wide eyes, my boyfriend quickly apologizing. "Mr.Stark, I'm so sorry, I just love your daughter so much, I promise I always treat her with respect-"
His sentences were slurring into one, his words becoming jumbled as he tried to apologize faster than his brain could produce the words. "Peter, stop! You didn't do anything wrong," I say.
"Debatable," My dad argues.
"Dad, I'm a teenager, you knew that this would happen eventually. The real problem here is that you have audio recording of us! Where did you even get that?" I shout angrily.
"I bugged your book bag-"
"What the hell, Dad? What is wrong with you?"
"You're my daughter, I need to make sure you're safe!"
"And I was safe, I was with Peter! You know that you can trust him with me!" I step closer to Peter, standing in front of him slightly as if in a shielding position.
"Clearly I can't! Figuring out that my daughter is having sex with the one person I thought I could trust with her isn't looking good for you, Parker! You're fired, and I'm gonna need the suit back." He says the last statement calmly, looking Peter dead in the eyes as if to show him just how serious he is.
"B-But sir, I-"
"Peter, shut up," I say, not looking away from my father. "You can say whatever you want to me. You can ground me. Give me chores to do. Make me clean up after the others when they're here. I don't care. But you are not hurting Peter with this bullshit. He's done nothing but take care of me and make sure I'm okay, and you can't punish him for doing the job that you gave him."
"Y/N-" My dad begins to argue back, but I stop him.
"No. Peter is keeping his suit and I'm going to keep seeing him. I'm going to keep dating him. And I'm gonna keep having sex with him, too. Because him and I are always safe and responsible and we're mature enough to handle ourselves now. Nothing you can say is going to stop me, we all know May welcomes me with open arms and that's not going to change just because my dad is being a sensitive little baby."
He sighs, running his hands over his face. "You know what? Fine. Whatever. Do what you want. But if I find out I'm becoming a grandfather anytime before you're nineteen, Parker is gonna be six feet under. Got it?"
"Yes, sir," Peter says. "I promise I'll take good care of her, Mr.Stark. I love her more than anything in the world."
"You'd better keep your word, kid," My dad responds.
Peter nods quickly and I roll my eyes, taking his hand. "Come on, Pete. We've been humiliated enough, let's go watch a movie." I drag him upstairs to my room before my dad can say anything, pushing him onto my bed before cuddling up to him. I look up at him, "Did you really mean everything you said back there?"
"Of course I did, Princess. You're everything to me."
I smile, pressing a light kiss to his lips. "Well, I love you too, Peter. Now pick out a movie, I'm tired and I can't sleep without background noise."