Stark's Daughter (Peter Parker x Reader

Storytime

Tony's POV

Well, the fact that she knows any possible sex position you can think of and more wasn't exactly what I wanted to here. I don't think any parent wants to hear that about their kid. But there were other things to focus on. I had to try and bring up Peter. If he found out she forgot him again he'd be absolutely crushed.

I walked over and sad on the edge of her bed, bouncing up and down a bit from nerves.

"So, pumpkin... I have a fun... STORY to tell you!"

She looked up at me with pure confusion in her face but then motioned her hand as if she said 'go on'. I cleared my throat trying to think of what to say.

"Well, there's this boy..."

Her eyes lit up. I could see the excitement in her eyes.

"Are we talking about a boy for me? Or a boy for you. There's this guy I think is really interested in you. And I hear he has a pretty nice ass, if I do say so myself hehehe"

She bit her lip as if she was looking at the fine ass at the moment. Damn, she really did become just like me. I don't know if I'm proud or fucking terrified.

"Nonono, not him. A boy for you! There's this boy in your life. And you might not remember him, but he's got brown curly hair. He's very strong, he's your age, he's shy and he's sweet. His name is Peter, so when you see him you need to pretend like you know him. Please." 

See looked at me and then slowly looked at the ground, taking it all in.

"Deal..."

Oh thank God I was afraid she was goi-

"On ONE condition." She said cockily with a smug look plastered on her face.

God fucking UGH. I was so damn close. I looked back at her with frustration, but hey. If it ment Pete was getting his feelings spared then I'm good.

"Sure kiddo. Hit me with your best shot." I tried to keep confidence but deep down I was so scared for what she was going to ask.

A big smile appear across her face.

"Am I allowed to flirt with him? If he's cute? Like, can I try to hop on that?" She started to play with her hair like she just said something adorable. Good fucking God. This girl. I let out a loud sign and ran my fingers through my hair.

"Yeah kiddo. Go for it. You two would be lovely together. Both of you are very smart, sweet,  kind hearted people. I'm not sure if he can handle you, but go for it."

Her face lit up and she jumped up from her seat. She cheered and did a little dance. What a goofball.

"I love you 3000 kiddo." I walked over to her and ruffled her hair. As I headed out of the room and turned to look back at her. She was in her closet throwing clothes out of her closet, probably looking for an outfit. Good luck Pete. She gets her flirting skills from her dad! Ugh.

Y/N POV

Dad walked out of the room as I was searching for a hot outfit in my closet. If I was gonna get this stranger to fall for me I needed to show OUT bitch! I need to make this motherfucker SWOON. I pulled out a crop top of course and a mini skirt. It was high waisted so I didn't look like a sex worker (be respectful! This is the proper term! :)), but it looked hot. I popped on the outfit and fluffed up my hair. This boy better be CUTE. I giggled to myself. Dad said his name was Peter, I need to remember that. My phone buzzed. I walked over to my nightstand where it was charging and picked it up. It read:

Peter: Hey! I'm heading on over with the hw for today. I can run you through it and we can work on that and some coordination. I know you said you still had trouble walking sometimes. :)

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Huh. I had trouble walking? I could use this... But at least he seemed sweet. I put my phone down and flopped onto my bed. Bruce said I had lost my memory, but he also said he was able to get a lot of it back. I wonder what had happened to make me lose it? Have I changed at all? Fuck man, this is all so fucking confusing. I shook my head to get rid of the frustrating thoughts. There was a knock on my door as it opened. I sat up, fixing my hair quickly as a boy stepped in. Shit. He was cute. His hair was a dark brown shade and it was all fluffy, like it was windy outside and he didn't have a hat. He had on a baggy sweatshirt and lose jeans that were cuffed to show off his converse. They were lose everywhere except for his ass, which was promising. He walked in and set his bookbag next to my desk.

"So! What do you wanna start working on?" He ran his fingers through his hair. And looked over at me. His eyes grew huge as he ran his eyes over me. HAH it worked! His cheeks grew pink as he quickly looked away. I stood up and tripped walking over to him, purposely of course.

"U-uhm. Maybe we can start with waking? If it's not too much trouble..." I looked down and then up at him through my eyelashes. His face turned a hotter shade of pink.

"Y-yeah! Let's do t-that. Quick question...who picked out your outfit? Was it Nat?"

"Actually, it was me. Does it look ok? I'm still getting the hang of everything..." I slowly did a spin for him.

He ran his eyes up and down me again and then shook his head.

"You look nice! It's...nice. Anyways! Let's get started!" He grabbed ahold of my arm and we walked to the side of my room. We took each step slow and steady and I stumbled a few times, each time leaning closer and closer. Then at one point about 15 minutes into our practice I actually tripped. He had me walking on my own and I was following behind him so I could watch him. I was so focused on his fine, fine ass that I actually fuckin tripped like a dumb bitch. I stumbled forward and reached out to grab the top of his pants. I honestly didn't really mean to do this but his pants were lose and I ended up pantsing him. I fell to the ground with a loud thud and his pants in my hands. I looked up to enjoy the accidental view. Fuck his legs were NICE.

"Cute boxers, heh" I slowly got up to my knees as he turned around.

"Oh my God are you ok? I'm so sorry, I should have caught you!" His face was red with embarrassment but he was putting me first. This guy was an absolute sweetheart.

"U-uh yeah. Yeah I'm fine." He squated down to me and pushed me back into my ass.

"Here," he took my leg, "let me check just in case." As he lifted up my leg his face went red again. "I. Uhm. I can see up your skirt..."

Usually this would have been something awful to say, but he seemed easy to fluster.
"Like what you see? " I leaned in a little bit and I could see him gulp. He gently put my leg down and glanced down at my lips. I leaned in closer and he closed the distance. Too EASY! I knew my charm was great. I sat up on my knees and he stepped out of his jeans. His hands came up to my waist and my hands snaked around to his ass. I gave it a little slap and he gasped. I bit my lip and went in again, squeezing his ass this time. He let out a quiet moan and kissed me deeper. Got he was hot. I pushed him up against the bed and straddled him. I started to grind into him and he moaned louder.  We both took a breath and before I could go in again he froze. I tried to kiss him but he didn't kiss back. What the hell?

"This is wrong. I shouldn't be doing this. You lost your memory and I'm taking advantage of it. What the hell is wrong with me??" I rolled off of him and he got up and put his pants back on. "What the FUCK is wrong with me? God! I'm a creep! I'm a pervert! Im a monster!" He was walking in a circle yelling at himself. I got up and grabbed his arm.

"It's alright! I promise! You're really hot! I couldn't help it." I gave him a smooth wink but he looked away.

"I need to think this out and get myself under control. I'm so so sorry Y/N. God I'm so awful!" He ran out the door.

"Well fuck."