If only he knew

First kiss

Peter stood staring into Tony's eyes for what felt like forever. The older mans honey eyes were set on the younger whiskey ones. They were holding each other and standing in the door to the Stark household.

"I've wanted to do that for awhile," Peter says shyly looking down at Tony's chest.

"Hey, no. None of that now, sweetheart." Tony pulled Peters chin up, and drank in the sight of the boys blush.

And it seemed as if timed went still, for both of them. The word "future" flashed in front of Tony's eyes, the word "love" flashed in front of Peter's. Peter wanted to groan at the thought of the word.

That was his first kiss, like, ever. So there couldn't be anyway he was in love with the man in front of him. Tony was a full grown man who had a kid. Peter was an 18 year old boy who still lived with the closest thing he had to a parent. There was no way Tony would feel the same.

Meanwhile on the other side of the doorway Tony felt embarrassed at the fact that he liked Peter the way he did. He could picture everything right then and there. A life. A new house. Possibly another child. But just as soon as those thoughts came, they were gone.

The crippling self doubt crashed like waves across his mind, and every happy thought he had just been having was washed away with the tide. Peter was only 18, he still lived with his aunt for Christ sake. There's was no way Peter would want the same life Tony wanted. Or so he thought.

Peter was the first to truly pull away from the embrace they were sharing. He stared sheepishly at the floor before saying

"I like you a lot Tony"

And now it was the older mans turn to blush. He didn't know what to say. Obviously he liked peter back, but that didn't stop his brain from completely shutting down.

He took in the sight of Peters kiss swollen lips, and bright blush that was now beginning to spread down his neck. The freckles that danced across the boys, otherwise, unblemished face. Another word floated through his mind. Perfect. And that's what shook him back to reality.

"I like you too Peter, a lot."

And the little squeal that Peter let out almost sent Tony to his knees. He wrapped his arms around Peter again, and leaned in to press his lips against the boys.

But this time the kiss was something else, something deeper and more meaningful. And it did not slip past Tony that Peter obviously lacked experience in the kissing field. So he just rolled with it. He guided Peters lips with his own.

Tony broke the kiss with a heaving breath and looked down at Peters completely debauched expression. The sight of the heaving boy made Tony laugh.

"Sweet thing, have you ever done that before?"

Peters blush darkened, if that was even possible, and he nodded his head.

"Oh this is gonna be fun" Tony thought.

A/N
Yo! It's been a day minute! But at least I'm finally getting to the good stuff!