Tickle stories - Marvel (One Shots)

Never share a bed with Tony Stark (Tony x Peter (x Steve))

When Peter opened his eyes he didn’t know where we was. He laid still for a moment and let his brain process the night before. Everything that had gone down leading him to this point. Staring at the ceiling lights as he stirred his surroundings became more apparent. He was in a bedroom on a particularly comfortable bed. He felt a weight across his chest, pinning him where he was. He felt the warmth of another body and the slight motion of the bed as they breathed quietly. Craning his neck to look to whom the limb pinning him belonged to, he was met face to face with the billionaire playboy himself.

Now he remembered. Mr. Stark gathered a healthy handful of Avengers on a private giant yacht and left them to their own devices. After finding out the yacht won't be stopping for a long time and without anyone knowing where the destination was, understandably so, they became quite rowdy. Once Banner figured out the password to Tony’s liquor safe everyone was in better spirits…after drinking them. Naturally Peter didn’t partake being underage and not too into drinking the devils nectar anyway. That didn’t bother everyone else, more for them.

As the night went on it seemed Peter became the adult whilst everyone else around him became pissed. He ended up babysitting everyone else, except for Tony. He also did not partake in the refreshments and instead remained mysterious and quite cryptic. After a while of particularly bad karaoke from the lot and a game of heads up the group simmered down and ended up napping where ever they could find a comfortable vacant spot. Peter remembers heading off first and finding the most comfortable bed he’s ever laid in. After sneaking in some studying in the master bedroom he ended up falling asleep in the large king size bed. Peter also recalls someone joining him in bed but he was too tired to protest at the time and greeted the extra body with a weak slap and rolling over a few times to steal the blankets and wrap himself in a cocoon of warmth.

Blinking the sleep from his eyes he shifted his body to escape the terrible awkward situation of his mentor waking up to him in his bed. As he carefully snaked his body out of the bed Tony suddenly grunted and wrapped his large arm around Peter’s midsection and pulled him back in. Peter could hear him mutter Pepper’s name as a goofy grin spread across his face and he tightened his solid grip. Peter knew very well he could easily get out of this as he is stronger than Tony, but he couldn’t decide between waking Tony up and facing the embarrassment or waiting until he could crawl away silently.

Suddenly Tony’s fingers twitched against his ribs. Peter immediately stiffened and held his breath. He looked sideways at Tony and it looked like he was still fast asleep, the previous grin having faded long ago.

Ok…ok Pete this is fine j-just don’t move. He thought to himself. Tony’s finger twitched again and Peter jolted. The anticipation of it all was seriously killing him slowly. He let out a shaky breath and tried to, very slowly, escape the hold Tony had around him. This time Tony’s fingers danced along his sides. The movements were smooth, light, and calculated. Similar to when he’s using the touch screen computer whilst he’s diligently working. Peter’s cheeks puffed out as the tantalizing finger tips searched along his sides. He tried to hold it in, lord he did, but god if that kid wasn’t as sensitive as a college student during finals. Peter began giggling softly as he could muster and he sucked a breath in to hold back the endless giggles that bubbled in his throat. Tony stopped brushing his sides for a moment and Peter took a slow breath trying to calm his nerves. Could this get any worse? Pinned in bed by his mentor whom is unknowingly teasing him with tickles.

Suddenly Tony tweaked his ribs and Peter yelped rolling away. Tony stirred and yawned grinning sleepily he murmured 

“Pepper, honey why are you so fidgety this mmmorning?”

Peter’s ears burned. Shhhhiiiiiiit.

Tony than snuck his fingers into Peters armpit and squeezed the ticklish flesh. Peter’s eyes flew open and he gawked and snorted out cute strained laughter. Tony’s eyes opened with concern as he didn’t recognize this laugh…and it was certainly not his partners.