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steele-soulmate · 2 years

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Tattooed Wings Kinktober 25, Pass Around

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Mary Claire was relaxing with her husband’s dick buried inside her as the band was in the tour bus, on their way to a gig in Maine. The bus rolled over a sizable bump, making her let out a startled squeal as she almost shot off her husband’s member. Peter growled as he gripped onto her bare hips with his fingers leaving little bruised indents in her skin.

“Hey Pete,” Kenny called out as he exited the bathroom. “Do you mind if I join in?”

“… sweetheart…?” the lead singer murmured as he did a quick little check in. She cooed, nodding her head as she tucked her face into his shoulder, letting out a loud moan as her gummy walls Frenched with her soulmate’s thirteen inch long girth.

“… condoms…?” she whimpered, clenching her pussy.

“I got two boxes,” Josh announced, heading back over to his bunk to ruffle through his bag.

“You brought two boxes of condoms with you?” Mary Claire gasped. “Please daddy, can I move yet?”

“Yes, sweetheart,” Peter murmured, placing a sweet kiss to her temple. “Move yourself on daddy’s cock-!”

With a strangled whine, Mary Claire began to furiously ride her husband, being approached by Josh in the back, Kenny to the left and Johnny to the right.

“The rules from before still apply,” Peter grunted, tossing his head back. “Rule number one- if you’re not wearing a condom, then you are fucking my wife’s mouth. Yes, she’s on birth control, but she’s only permitted to carry my children. Rule number two- Mary Claire’s safe word is blueberry, and the second you hear her say that, I want you all to pull out and take a step back and let me do a check in. Rule number three- no scat, piss, or blood play allowed. Rule number four- do not grab my wife’s wrist. It’s a trigger point to her having a nasty panic attack and I do not want to have to deal with one of you fucks being dumb with her. Understand?”

“Fuck, whatever you say, Pete!” moaned Josh as he slicked his covered cock with lube before beginning to inset into the redhead’s tight asshole.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH…!” Mary Claire squealed loudly as Josh fully sheathed himself inside the redhead’s tight asshole before he began moving. “YES… YES… YES…” she chanted loudly as she showed love to Johnny and Kenny, switching between the two of them by kissing and licking their mushroom shaped cockheads and teasingly poking her nose at their cum filled balls.

“Fuck, I’m cumming, I’m cumming,” gasped Johnny as his cock began spurting out his cream, it ending up on her face. She dropped him and licked his release into her mouth just as Kenny let go with a horny moan. She turned her head and opened her mouth just in time to catch his load in her mouth.

“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK…” snarled Kenny as he watched her swallow his cumdump before tucking her head underneath Peter’s chin, moaning loudly like a professional porn star as she was fucked in both holes.

“You doing alright, sweetheart?” Peter murmured softly into her ear.

“… feel so full…!” she panted. “Want Johnny and Kenny in my pussy next…!”

“Yeah?” Peter hummed, pulling back to gaze lovingly into her sapphire blue eyes. “Well, how about it you two?”

“Well, you wife had spoken,” Johnny spoke up, lazily fisting at his cock as he watched the petite redhead getting double reamed.

“I’m so fucking game!” Kenny groaned as he waited for Peter and Josh to finish up their turn with Mary Claire. “Just waiting on you and Josh to finish doing your thing-”

“OH!” Mary Claire screamed suddenly as her release washed over her, knocking her completely unconscious as Peter and Josh rode out their highs.

“Good girl… good girl… good girl…” Peter chanted as he kissed her forehead, smiling down at her as Josh finally pulled out, his condom spent past good use. Peter lifted her off of him, peeling off his latex sweater and tossing it into the trash as he cradled her in his arms. “Give her a minute to wake back up again, would you?”

“Yeah, sure thing Pete!” Johnny agreed as Josh headed over to the fridge, pulling it open and grabbing a chilled lemonade, which he brought over and set next to his friend for when she woke up.

“Hey there, sweetheart,” Peter murmured softly, kissing her nose when her eyes fluttered open. “Hello, beautiful. How are you?”

“Wan’ t’be fuckin’ pounded,” she answered woozily, slipping off of her husband’s lap and opening her legs to showcase her tight flower.

“Hot dog!” exclaimed Kenny, quickly slipping on a condom and bounding over to Mary Claire, reaching out to cup her cheek. “You hanging in there alright?”

She just removed her vintage graphic t-shirt, smiling at his dark eyes. Kenny snarled as he inserted himself into her pussy and began to pound into her, taking her by a nipple and beginning to feed from her.

“Johnny…!” she whined, outstretching her hand in an open invitation for him to join in.

“Give me a moment…” he finally located his box of condoms, tearing into the box and grabbing a foil packet. He was next to Kenny in a minute, taking up his place underneath the redhead and pressing in.

“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH…!” she squealed. “Fuck yes, just like that…”

Johnny latched onto her second tit and began to suckle from her, both men moaning through their face full of tits and pumping their dicks in and out of her tight little cunt.

“Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” Kenny squealed as he peeled his face off of her now empty boob, and grunted as he released into his condom. He pulled out, patting Johnny on the back as he moved to her front.

“OH FUCK…-!” yelled Mary Claire as she and Johnny both came as well, releasing within seconds of each other. Johnny pulled out, panting heavily as he nodded at Peter before wandering off.

Peter smiled as he scooped his sleeping soulmate into his arms, kissing her face as he praised her.

“I’m taking her into the back to sleep,” he announced, standing with his nude soulmate in his arms. “If you want more, the door is open!”

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starkerforlife6969 · 5 years

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Can we have Tony sharing Peter with the other Avengers, how much he -loves- hearing Peter squeal as he gets his cunt pounded by the Winter Soldier. Just. Really dirty Avengers just grabbing and using Peter wherever they like. Need to drop a load early in the morning? Get a stiffy on the common room couch? Just pull the pretty toy down on your cock. - { holographic-starker }

dude me and you are gonna have the best time in hell.

Trigger: dubcon

"Stark,” Thor booms, striding into the kitchen and gesturing for Peter. “I must return to Asgard presently- relieve the boy so that I may seek pleasure from him.”

Tony ignores the God, lifting Peter’s hips and then snapping them back down onto his cock as Peter cries out in mindless pleasure. He’s so hot, and tight and wet and so strung out from all his orgasms that he’s the perfect little doll for Tony to use as a cock sleeve. He bites down on Peter’s shoulder and the boy yelps. Fuck, Tony’s close-

“Stark.” Thor growls again; little crackles of thunder appearing across his width of his broad shoulders. “Heimdall is waiting for me.”

“Yeah, alright,” Tony snaps, panting a little as he fucks brutally hard up into the warm hole. “I’m almost there.”

Peter can’t balance on his own, not with his hands fastened around his back, so he keeps falling into Tony’s torso; burying his face in his neck as his hole is wrecked. He feels sore and aching and exhausted all over and he could sleep for an age- he lets out a feeble mewl when he feels Tony’s release spill out inside him, but he doesn’t get a second to relax before he’s being yanked off of Tony’s dick by strong, course hands, and flung onto the kitchen counter.

The granite is freezing against his chest and stomach and he hisses, jerking away, but there’s nowhere to go and he is nothing compared to Thor’s strength and before long, the God’s cock is just sliding right into him and he’s bigger than Tony and it hurtssogood he lets out little huffs and squeaks as he takes it. “Ah, he feels good, Stark.” Thor rumbles, pleased, as he strokes a hand down Peter’s back before gripping the back of his neck and pressing down. There’s no preamble, he’s clearly in a rush and his strokes are long and deep as Peter struggles to accommodate his girth.

Tony tucks himself away, reaching for some coffee, but not taking his eyes off the sight of Peter getting fucked. “Well, yeah, I did all the work. How do you think he got so wet?”

Thor’s cock brushes his prostate and Peter screams. “T-too much!” He gasps, trying desperately to scrabble away and Tony reaches over to lift up his chin. There are tears streaming down his cheeks and he’s bitten his lip so hard he’s drawn blood. His face is red and splotchy and ah- there it is, he’s cum dry. He’s oversensitive and wrecked and Tony feels his cock twitch despite his recent orgasm. “It’s t-too much, T-Thor, M-Mr S-Stark, pl-please no, I c-can’t-”

They ignore him, and Tony sticks his thumb into Peter’s mouth to quiet him down a little so all they can hear are the moans, Peter’s hiccuping sobs, and the wet, slapping sound of Thor’s balls hitting Peter’s plump, round cheeks.

Tony takes a sip of his coffee and eyes the clock. “You better hurry up. And plug him up, alright? I didn’t spent all morning stretching him out just for him to close up before we get to use him again.”

“He must be stretched often.” Thor notes between thrusts; sweat’s staring to break out across his forehead as he nears climax.

Tony nods, heading towards the lab. “Spider healing or something, he’ll go back to virgin-tight if we’re not careful.” It’s one of the things he loves about Peter. Breaking him in from virgin-tight is one of his favourite actives, but it’s time consuming.

Thor slaps Peter’s ass cheek hard and feels that delicious hole squeeze and contract viciously all around him and he groans in pleasure. “Would that be a bad thing?”

Later, as the Avengers relax in front of the television, Bucky cranes his head to look around the living room and frowns as he rubs his slowly chubbing erection through his pants. “Where’s the toy?”

Tony looks around before remembering, “Steve has him. Should be done soon.”

Bucky shrugs and they return to their show before a few minutes later, Steve walks in; satisfied and sated, with a dirty, cum soaked Peter over his shoulder. Steve tosses him onto the couch, and the boy lets out a small, adorable oof and Steve ruffles his hair fondly before taking a seat beside Tony. “What are we watching?” He asks, kicking his feet up.

“Some sci-fi film, riddled with inaccuracies.” Tony answers flippantly, handing Steve the remote in favour of watching Bucky reach for Peter’s body and dragging him onto his lap.

The boy looks half-asleep. There’s splatters of cum on his face, his lips have been rubbed raw and his body is covered with hickies and bite marks. His hole is puffy and Tony’s given the best view of it as Peter’s thighs spread to be on either side of Bucky’s muscular legs. It’s pink and abused still leaking and Bucky slides three fingers in; testing the waters, as Peter sniffles and cries out at the sudden invasion. His wrists have been freed- Steve, no doubt- Tony thinks, the man has a soft spot for the kid, so Peter’s arms wrap around Bucky’s neck obediently, just like he's been taught. His hips arch away from the touch, far too sensitive, but Bucky pays it no mind as he unzips himself and forces his enormous cock right up into Peter’s hole with no warning.

The boy arches his back and lets out a choked off plea, but Bucky just wraps his metal arm around him and starts fucking up into him furiously. “Fuck yeah,” he hisses, “god, I never get tired of this cunt, Stark. Seriously. Where’d you find this kid?”

“He’s one of a kind,” Tony says proudly, watching as Peter starts crying again; his cock neglected but rock hard and trapped between him and the soldier. Nobody pays it any attention.

“Move your head and shut up,” Bucky snaps, and Peter bites his tongue, still sobbing, as he burrows his head into Bucky’s neck so the older man can see the television.

Tony’s hard too, now and he sets down his drink and saunters over. “Room for one more?” He asks Bucky, who smirks at him.

“N-no-” Peter stammers, feeling the head of Tony’s dick pressed at the entrance of his already filled-hole, but Tony just slaps him lightly.

“I’ll get the gag if you don’t remember your place.” He reminds, before forcing the head inside. By the time he’s completely buried in that incredibly tight wet heat and goddamn- Thor must’ve forgotten the piug again, - Peter passes out.

That doesn’t matter though, Bucky and Tony ruin him together, and it just means there’s on more pesky distractions as they all settle in to watch Steve’s wild life documentary.

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the-mad-starker · 3 years

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StarkerFestivals Holiday Exchange: Good Omegas

For @kingnorth, So this fill is mostly cock stupid cumslut omega Peter but I also took something from the other prompts to come up with this 😅 I hope you like it 💗

Summary:

Good omegas obey their alphas. Even tied up with a gag and blindfold, good omegas obey. Peter wants to prove he's a good omega.

WC: 2661

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Notes: Bondage, a/b/o dynamics, omega Peter, alpha Tony, heat cycles, facial, some dirty talk (also the bondage in here is realllly superficially researched so please don't come after me 😱) also, position is loosely based on this reference pic Here for how Peter's tied up

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Caught up in numbers and equations, it was easy for Tony's brain to push aside any distractions. It was only when the soft whimpers grew louder that the alpha finally turned away from the monitor and looked to the side where his favorite spiderling was bound and waiting.

Peter made such a pretty sight, smooth, lovely skin flushed pink. The omega had been stripped completely, naked except for the red bands that kept him tied up, pretty as a picture. Bold and beautiful, they tied his arms behind his back and connected with similar bands that bound his ankles to his thighs, leaving his immobile and hogtied on the floor. Red was such a vibrant and attention-grabbing color. It suited Tony but seeing his color on the sweet omega was a far better picture.

Around his head, Tony's tie was secured over his eyes. From where he sat, Tony could even see where the tears soaked into the fabric and turned it into a darker red. The color matched the boy's pretty lips even while they were stretched around a ball gag.

The alpha wasn't too worried even though the boy was increasingly begging for his attention the longer he was kept there. The position wasn't the most comfortable but Tony's nanotech would adjust to Peter's needy little squirming to a certain point. For someone like Spider-Man who had such a bendy little body, it wasn't too much of a hardship.

No, the reason his pretty little omega was crying for him was because he wanted to get fucked. Tony was several feet away from the boy but even that short distance was too much. It was enough to have Peter try to entice him closer Once the alpha came closer, it'd be easier for him to seduce Tony and get what he really wanted.

The alpha's cock.

Tony remained where he sat although once he was reminded of the visual his mentee made, his cock started hardening in his pants. The boy couldn't see him anyway so Tony felt completely at ease about bringing a hand to his cock.

"What's wrong, kid?" Tony asked, voice low and intimate, as he started to touch himself over his clothing. It felt good to acknowledge the building pressure in his body. "It hasn't even been ten minutes and you're already hopeless."

The omega's restless wiggling stopped as he listened to Tony speak. His entire body trembled from the heat and his scent was enough to intoxicate alphas from miles away. It was good that Tony's labs were scentproof, as well as soundproof.

When Tony didn't continue, the omega grew restless once more. A soft noise escaped the bound boy but Tony wasn't taking the bait just yet.

Instead, the alpha started unzipping his pants. Peter jerked as though he'd been slapped. Without the boy's loud whimpering, the sound of the zipper being pulled down made it clear just what Tony was doing. Peter recognized that sound and trembled from the implication.

"You know," Tony sighed as he looked at the omega with hungry eyes. "I didn't expect it of you, kid. Didn't think you'd have the balls to come here… Stinking of heat and fuck me pheromones… Oh, fuck… Already so fucking hard and it's your damn fault..."

Tony had been caught off guard when the boy showed up, literally presenting himself as a sweet little morsel for the alpha to devour.

It was too easy to believe that he was an innocent victim to biology just like Tony.

But Peter was an omega and omegas like him were dangerous with their sweet scents capable of scrambling an alpha's mind. Wide-eyed with color creeping up his neck, the beginnings of a heat just setting in… Peter had grabbed onto the older man and clung to him with pleading eyes as though he wasn't dripping wet between his thighs and begging to be fucked.

Tony had resisted all the others in the past but Peter… He couldn't resist Peter. He didn't want to. But that didn't mean he had to give in right then and there. No, he was going to give the sweet boy what he wanted but on his terms.

If Peter wanted Tony Stark as his mate, he was going to have to earn it. He'd have to take the full brunt of Tony's desire that had built up over years and years of restraint, of knowing that touching Peter, sweet, innocent Peter, would've been the worst thing to happen to either of them.

Because Tony would never let him go once he did.

The alpha's cock was dripping for the boy. Big, fat, cloudy beads formed at the tip and dribbled down the thick hot length. He squeezed the tip and more slid down, leaving trails of glistening wetness to cover his cock.

Tony was producing so much precum, his body getting ready to fuck. To breed. He had never felt like this until Peter came into his life, into his territory, that brilliant spark of sharp intelligence glazing over with the savage hunger of heat.

"Mmph–" Peter made a soft protest, muffled around the gag. He could hear the distinctive sound of flesh on flesh, Tony jerking off as he watched the omega writhe against the bonds.

That sound, amongst all others, made something inside the alpha snap.

Tony got up and his cock was heavy enough that it didn't stand straight up. Instead, it swayed between his thighs, thick and undeniable, as he walked over to the bound boy.

Peter's fuck me pheromones assaulted him the closer he got and a lesser alpha would've just mounted the boy right then and there. Pressed the boy's face to the cool tiles of Tony's lab with the alpha himself rutting into him, hard and fast.

Tony didn't doubt for a minute that that wasn't what Peter wanted. The boy would be drooling around the gag, mindless and straight up drunk off getting his first alpha cock.

With a grunt, Tony grabbed those precious curls and urged the boy to his knees. Peter whimpered but he was so pliant, so willing to obey to get what he wanted.

Then, as though to make up for his rough behavior, Tony gently removed the tie.

There was a glassy sheen to Peter's eyes as he blinked in the dim light. Then those eyes of his focused, the black expanding hungrily as he was met with the alpha's cock right in front of his face. He strained forward, against Tony's grip, as though he wasn't currently gagged and could take the alpha's cock into his mouth.

"Ahh… mmm…" He still couldn't talk but he didn't need to. Tony knew what he wanted to say.

Alpha.

"Look at you…" Tony murmured, completely transfixed on his heat addled protege. "Smartest omega in the world… Could probably break these bonds like matchsticks and here you are… Drooling for my cock. Letting yourself be bound and tied up like this… Just so you can taste my cum, huh?"

Peter whimpered but he didn't deny it. Didn't shake his head. He slowly leaned forward and this time, Tony loosened his grip and let the boy nuzzle against his dripping cock.

The way Peter's eyes drooped to half-mast and the soft, desperate little moan… He was getting a good dose of Tony's scent, getting wetter and wetter just by breathing him in.

"Slutty little omega," Tony cooed, petting the boy's hair back to get a better look at his face. "Slutty little cumdump. You'd let me fuck you… Let me knot this pretty mouth of yours… You'd let me do all that without a mating bite, won't you?"

A sharp inhale was his answer, the boy's eyes widening with the proposition. They both wanted more than that but with Peter as he was, he wouldn't turn down Tony's offer.

The answer was clear.

Yesyesyes.

He'd let Tony do it. Let the older man defile his body, his hole, his mouth…

Tony's mouth curled up into a pleased smile, his own gaze lowering to the boy's lips.

Peter didn't have those big pouty lips that were often featured on magazines whenever people praised soft omega features. They were thin and often chapped, something Tony noticed early on. It still didn't stop the alpha from wanting to see them bruised from his teeth or wrapped sweetly around his cock.

He caressed the boy's cheek, thumb brushing over the strap that held the gag in place. Peter turned towards his hand and nuzzled against his palm, beseeching for more.

"Oh, sweetheart… What a mess you've found yourself in," Tony sighed, his subconsciously swaying towards the boy. "But you're gonna have to be a good omega for me. Are you a good omega, baby?"

Peter nodded eagerly, doe eyes pleading for Tony's praise but the alpha just continued talking.

"We'll see, won't we? First, I'm gonna wreck this pretty mouth of yours," Tony told him softly, "and you're gonna let me. You're just gonna be a nice wet hole for my cock, okay, baby? Maybe once I clear my head, I'll fuck that needy hole of yours. Maybe even give you that knot you're crying about."

Tony knew Peter wanted to protest. He could see it in the way the boy trembled, that desperate need to get fucked overriding logical sense. Instead, he heeded Tony's words and melted into his touch, lashes drifting closed as he accepted his fate.

That was all Tony needed to start.

He didn't even need to activate his armor to haul the boy into the air. His muscles strained to do it but Peter was on the lighter build for omegas. He fit perfectly in Tony's arms.

It only took a moment for Tony to reach his destination. The setup had been created while Tony worked and Peter was made to wait.

He set Peter down in the middle of the lab and commanded his nanotech to work. It was often hard for people to grasp the concept of his nanotechnology but what was known only scratched the surface of their capabilities. Whenever they thought about it, they imagined the hard, unforgiving metal that made up his suits. They didn't think about how it was flexible or how it could change and bend to Tony's will.

Tony didn't need rope to haul the boy up into the air. The nanotech simply melded with the supple bands binding the boy and designed like this… It was everything he needed. It attached to a secure ring hanging from the ceiling, slowly shortening in length until Peter hung suspended in the air at just the right height. And because Tony didn't want to break his new omega, he added even more support to lessen the strain on the boy's body, more bands crossing over pale, flushed skin and joining to the ring.

He would need that support for what Tony was planning to do.

"Comfy?" Tony murmured as he petted Peter's hair.

The expression on Peter's face was one of awe and unrestrained eagerness. He knew what was coming.

Slowly but gently, Tony undid the gag and let it fall to the floor with a thunk. Like a good boy, Peter kept his mouth open, his pink little tongue just waiting for Tony's cock. His eyes fluttered closed as he gave himself to his alpha.

A pleased purr rumbled in Tony's chest as he moved closer, angling his aching cockhead to the boy's lips.

"That's it…" Tony hissed as he finally got to press his cock inside a nice warm hole. The thick mushroom shaped tip of his cock was already enough to stuff Peter's mouth full. "That's it, baby… Suck on alpha's cock…"

The boy couldn't help moaning as he tried. His lips stretched over Tony's tip and he sucked, sloppy and unrefined, just desperate to please his alpha. Regardless of technique or finesse, it still felt like heaven to the older man.

Tony's hips stuttered forward, intent on burying his cock down to the root. He wanted every inch in Peter's mouth, wanted the boy to take everything in until that cute little nose of his was buried in the short curls of Tony's groin.

"You can do better, kid…" Tony panted as he curled his fingers into Peter's hair, pulling him closer. "Gotta show me what a good omega you are… Gotta show alpha you can take all of it…"

Peter tried so hard, Tony could see how hard the boy tried. His brows were pinched together in concentration and his tears were gleaming in the corner of his eyes. His tongue writhed beneath the heavy weight of Tony's erection even as his cheeks hollowed in an attempt to suck him in.

He took the steady push of cock as best as he could and Tony did his best not to choke him with it. They'd play with that another time. Slow and steady, Tony fucked the boy's mouth, edging more and more of his length inside that lovely warmth.

With Peter suspended in the air, Tony was able to use it to rock the boy back and forth on his cock. Tony established a rhythm, fucking Peter's mouth and moaning over how fucking good it felt.

"That's it, Pete…" Tony groaned when the omega dutifully swallowed him down. The boy peered at him through his lashes, so beautiful with Tony's cock in his mouth. "So good, baby… Took every inch like a good omega…"

Tony licked his lips and felt that undeniable hunger to do more. To really fuck the boy's mouth.

"Now… Now, alpha's show you the next step…" Tony grunted as he started to really push and pull the boy into his cock. "Alpha's gonna need to fuck this mouth every day. Gotta make sure you can take it whenever I want it. Ugh, that's it, baby… Relax that throat… Let alpha fuck it just like this…"

Peter whimpered around his mouthful. His eyes were squeezed shut as Tony made good use of his mouth. In between the gasps of air and dirty moans, Tony heard that oh so distinctive sound of someone struggling to take it, grunts mixed with soft choking sounds.

The omega looked up at him, cock stupid and still begging for a taste of Tony's cum.

He gave it to him.

The alpha held the boy's face tight as he bottomed out. He grunted, his cock thickening and growing even more, encased as it was in the boy's throat. Peter's lips brushed against the knot and he whined, wanting that, too.

"Good omega…" Tony groaned. Peter didn't struggle, didn't fight against his alpha. He let Tony do whatever he wanted to him and even now, mouth full of cock, he only wanted to please the older man.

With a snarl, Tony pulled out and let loose on the boy's astonished face. Load after load, he spilled all that creamy essence across Peter's face, marking the omega as his.

Peter moaned in rapture, tongue hanging out and spit dripping down his chin and the corner of his lips. He was a mess, a beautiful mess, and Tony only made it worse.

The alpha's cum spilled all over his face. There was a shot of cum across the bridge of his nose. More dripped from his eyebrow and spilled down on his cheek. And of course, there was a good helping in his mouth.

Like a good boy, Peter held his alpha's cum, waiting with a fervent gaze as Tony took in his handwork. His omega was still hard, his cocklet leaking between his legs. Good.

Tony swiped his cum along the boy's mouth with his cum wet tip, adding more glaze to that pretty mouth.

"Lick every drop," Tony said, shivering when the boy's tongue slid out and swiped at the tip with hungry kittenish licks. "Good… Swallow it all down, baby. Get every single drop."

And like a good omega, Peter did.

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udunie · 3 years

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But oooh, what if Stiles somehow could get knocked up? They’re constantly pumping potent loads of werewolf cum into him, he’d start having his belly swell with a litter of pups. Peter would definitely tease Stiles about not being able to see his hard, leaking little cockles past his belly, cuz Stlies is always hard when one of them is in him. His nipples would get all puffy and sensitive too and start dribbling milk. They can squeeze his little boy tits for coffee creamer.

Honestly, I love it either way :D I mean, there’s a certain charm to Stiles just being a cumdump with the sole purpose of swallowing their come on either end that they can use without regard to his well being, but also...

I could totally see it going in the mpreg way either. Even better if Stiles has no idea that he can get pregnant (maybe it’s some werewolf magic? alpha cum overdose???) and then pretty much breaking mentally when they tell him/he realizes that he is going to be a mommy???

Then they could either find a remote cabin in the woods to restart their pack, or - which I would prefer in this au lol - they could just have the kid(s) in the rv, nomads from birth, playing around, watching tv, gazing out the window while their boy!mom is getting fucked into oblivion in the background lol

#prompt box #sexysinnersrp

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senor-cummies · 4 years

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If It’s What You Want Than So Be It

Good Morning, @silkystark, Surprise~~~.Wasn’t I right? Patience is a virtue! Here’s your surprise since you waited so patiently ;) I would also like to note, lots of degradation and dub/non-con. Peter never says yes, but he doesn’t fight nor say no so...It’s dub con? Anyways, proceed with caution. --

Tony didn’t really know if he should be surprised, disgusted, or pissed off but he was definitely feeling a mixture of all three. When he first saw the guy in the lobby, he didn’t think much. Tour, new employee, janitor, it didn’t matter he wasn’t relevant at the time. But then. Fucking then. Tony came upstairs and that very same guy was in his penthouse fucking his son. So, yeah, he was kind of feeling all three as he watched his precious baby boy get plowed over the island. Dammit, I just cleaned that this morning! He walked right past them and holed himself in the lab until Friday let him know that ‘Mystery Son Fucker’ was gone. Working on the...What the fuckever this thing was did not cool Tony down at all. In fact, it only made him angrier knowing the whole time some guy his age was up there fucking his son six ways to Sunday. He practically ripped his son’s door off the hinges, scaring him out of his blissed out trance as he sat on the bed in a pair of underwear and nothing more. It reeked of sweat and sex and Tony hated it. It unlocked something primal, feral, inside of him and all he wanted to do was beat the guy who laid a hand on his son.

“Dad! What are--what you doing up here?! I thought you had meetings all day!” “Yeah, and I thought you were at Ned’s building legos not getting fucked sideways on the kitchen counter but, hey, things change!” He seethed, each syllable dripping with venom. He meant to sound just as cruel and heartless as he did. Peter paled, trying to cover himself with his thin sheets. “What? I don’t--I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Tony saw red, grabbing Peter by the chin. “You don’t know what I’m talking about? So you’re telling me that was your clone getting fucked by some guy three times your age or are you calling me a liar? You know I hate being called a liar.” Peter gulped, trying to look anywhere else but his father’s eyes. He shook his head slowly. “That’s what I thought, fucking slut, on your knees.” Peter’s brow furrowed. “W--What?” Tony pulled him down into the floor. “I said on your knees! You know how much I hate repeating myself.” Peter looked up at his father in fear. Any other time his heart would ache at the look on his face, but his mind was so clouded with rage and possessiveness he couldn’t think of anything else than what he was doing. “Since you’re such a cockwhore, you shouldn’t have any problem sucking me off, now would you?” Peter watched with wide eyes as Tony pulled his cock out through the zipper hole of his pants. It was huge. Bigger than any cock Peter’s ever seen and he’s seen a few. Peter opened his mouth wide and Tony shoved in, hand moving from his jaw to his hair and grabbing a fistful. “Yeah, fuck, there you go. You wanna be a little slut? Then you’ll be a slut for my cock, understand?” Peter nodded as best as he could, eyes brimming with tears as Tony fucked his throat. “You wanna be a little cumdump? You’ll be my cumdump, okay? No one else’s. Your slutty little holes are for, Daddy, understand?” Peter nodded again, mumbling a ‘yessir’ around his cock. The vibrations make Tony’ groan and clench his hair tighter. “Isn’t that what you want, baby? To be daddy’s little slut? For him to use and fuck whenever he wants however his wants?” Peter nodded again, gagging and choking on Tony’s cock. Tony groaned, pulling out and slapping his lips with the head. Peter coughed, taking in heaving breaths. “Got on the bed, back down ass up.” Peter followed his orders, laying his head on the pillow, raising his ass in the air and presenting his puffy hole for his dad. Tony smacked one cheek, watching his bright red hand print fade away. He slapped it again, turning the skin a bright red. He dipped a finger into his used hole, still soaked in lube and cum from his rounds with the other guy. “You break off whatever the hell you’re doing with that guy.” Peter nodded, biting his lip. “Did it to make you mad, Daddy, knew I’d get a reaction.” Tony hummed, lining his head up with Peter’s hole. “Little attention whore,” Tony growled, shoving himself in without warning. Peter screamed into the pillow, squeezing the fabric hard enough to rip it. “You wanted attention, you got it. Are you happy with the kind of attention you got?” Tony grabbed a fistful of Peter’s hair, tugging on it while he rammed into Peter’s sore hole, rubbing against his sensitive prostate. Peter shook his head. “No, I’m not.” Tony slammed his face into the pillow. “Then are you going to be a little whore and fuck the first guy who lets you?” Peter shook his head. “No, baby, who are you gonna fuck?” Peter whined, “You, Daddy, you’re the only one who can use me.” Tony smiled. “Glad to see you’re learning.” Peter felt incredible, eyes rolled back in his head, jaw hung down as Tony fucked him hard. Harder and faster than anyone ever fucked him. Every muscle in his pelvis strained and pulled as he neared his orgasm.

Tony growled, sucking claiming marks all over his soft pale skin. “God, you’re so fucking tight, you gonna take my cum, you little slut? Be full of me?” Peter nodded, looking at Tony through his peripheral, “Yes, god, Daddy, please. Please, can I have your cum? I wanna be full of it, please, full of you.” Tony growled, slamming his hips up into Peter’s. “You want my cum, you’re gonna take it, slut. Every. Last. Drop.” Peter moaned, it getting harder and harder to hold back his orgasm with each one of Tony’s thrusts. He sped up, biting down into the meat of Peter’s shoulder as he came. Peter gasped, high pitched and long as Tony’s hot cum filled him. “Mine, My little cumslut, all mine,” Tony growled, giving a few lazy thrusts before pulling out. “Yours,” Peter answered, watching as Tony zipped up his pants and went to walk away. “Stay here.” Peter nodded, watching in disappointment as Tony left him there alone, without letting him cum.

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