#pepterony fanfic

[iloveyou3thousand]

pepterony where the press see them on a date and think tony and pepper plan on adopting peter so the three of them go along with it so they can be affectionate (with limits) together in public

One Pepterony drabble with a tiny side of daddy kink coming up :p

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Tony and Pepper are engrossed in reading an article on Tony’s phone when Peter comes in. Pepper is half in Tony’s lap, Tony’s one arm around her waist and the other holding up the phone for the both of them to see, their position suggesting that Tony just pulled Pepper into his lap and she allowed it to happen.

“Hey guys,” Peter calls, dropping his backpack somewhere halfway toward the couch and shrugging out of his jacket to drape it over a nearby chair, “What’s up? What are you looking at?”

“Not sure yet,” Tony mumbles, and scrolls down the article a little farther, eyes still glued to the screen. Pepper, however, looks up and holds out the arm not slung around Tony’s neck to beckon Peter closer. The younger man approaches and practically falls into her embrace, sending the three of them deeper into the couch.

When Peter has given Pepper a firm hug and received a kiss on the head in return, he twists around so that he, too, can look at what Tony’s still scrutinizing.

“Sounds cryptic,” Peter comments as he scans the webpage as Tony scrolls through it, trying to discern any important information.

“It’s an article about us,” Pepper clears up for him, combing a hand through Peter’s hair. With a smile in her voice, she adds, “They think you’re our son.”

Peter frowns at Pepper, and then looks back at the phone again.

“Or that you’re going to be, anyway,” Tony adds. He seems to give up, because he drops the arm with the phone in it to his thigh and lets his head fall back. Peter would have taken the opportunity to kiss his jaw in greeting, if he hadn’t been so taken aback.

“They really think that? I mean—why? Because I’m younger? That’s bull—”

“Pictures from last Friday. Don’t you dare finish that sentence young man,” Tony says sternly, but the look on his face immediately has Peter cracking up after a moment of almost tense silence. “See? It wouldn’t work!” Tony says faux despairingly to Pepper, who chuckles fondly.

“I think this is good,” Pepper suggests with a small shrug, “Let them think what they want to think. They always will, anyway, and at least this way we’ll get away with doing much of the things we would otherwise do anyway without any sort of potential backlash.”

Peter, thinking that Pepper’s words are very wise, looks at Tony. Tony looks from Peter to Pepper, and back again.

“If it works,” he finally agrees with a sigh after a moment’s contemplation. He lifts his head and drops it in between Pepper and Peter this time.

Peter grins, and nuzzles his nose into Tony’s hair.

“It’s okay Tony. You won’t notice the difference. You’ll always be our Daddy.”

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[trashystarker]

finding a third - a pepterony one shot

Title: finding a third Fandom: MCU/Iron Man/Spider-man Pairing: Pepterony (Peter Parker x Tony Stark x Pepper Potts) Rating: Explicit (NSFW - No Powers AU - Threesome - Oral Sex - Penetration Sex) Word Count: ~4,185

Summary: Peter answers an ad to become a third in a relationship. 

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“What keeps you up at night?”

Peter looks at the question, and struggles on what to answer with. He’s answering a questionnaire to meet with a couple that are already in a relationship, and are looking to possibly bring in a third. Or, it’ll be one night full of fun and surprises, or so the advert said on the message board that Peter had found the request on. 

It’s the second to last question, and Peter hates that he’s struggling. “Do I lie? Do I make up some bizarre story so they consider me?” He looks at his stuffed animal, who is staring back at him as if it’s going to have all the answers in the world. He’s kept this stuffed animal with him all through junior high and high school, and now it’s with him as he’s completing his undergrad at NYU. “What do you think I should do?” 

With no reasonable answer coming from the stuffed animal, Peter sighs and begins to type. “I have regular nightmares that I’m not able to protect the people that matter to me most. They always end up in a situation where I can’t get to them in time. These thoughts consume me on most nights as I try to get to sleep. There’s been no trauma in my life, so I don’t know why these thoughts happen, but they do.” He looks at what he’s typed, and wonders if this is too honest. But it’s the truth - he tends to think about scenarios where bad things could have happened but didn’t, and he imagines the worst case possible. 

The last question on the questionnaire asks what he wants to get out of this arrangement. “If you would like to only have some fun, I’m okay with that. I’m finishing my undergrad, so I may not have a lot of time right now, but once I graduate my time will free up. I’ve never been in a thruple before - that’s what it’s called, right? - and I think it sounds interesting. I’m very open minded and willing to do a lot of things. I hope that I’m the right fit for you.” 

He looks through some of the selfies he’s snapped, as they’ve requested a few different pictures of him. Probably to make sure that he’s who he says he is. After picking the best ones, he attaches them to his answers, and then sends it to the email that had sent the document to him in the first place. He looks at his school email, and then hears a notification go off, telling him that he’s received a personal email. 

Pulling the program back up, he sees it’s the address that he’d just sent something to. “Please don’t be a mailer daemon.” He groans, hoping that it isn’t a bounced back email. But he clicks on it, and sees that it’s an answer. “Great stuff. Thanks for being honest with us. We want to meet you for dinner. Are you available tonight?” 

Peter looks at the clock and notices that it’s close to six in the evening. He begins to type a reply. “I am. What time and where? And how will I know who I’m looking for?”

A response comes back almost immediately after he hits ‘send’. “Meet us at this restaurant at 8:30. I’ll be wearing a black suit, and my wife will be wearing a blue silk dress. We should be easy to spot, but if you have trouble, she’s a redhead. See you soon, Mr. Parker.” 

He Googles the address and sees that it isn’t too far from his apartment near campus. It’s on the other side of Manhattan, which won’t take too long to get to by subway. Looking at his closet, he hopes and prays that his suit is clean. Jumping up from his desk, he goes over to it and sees that yes, his suit is indeed clean and pressed, as is his shirt and tie. One less thing to worry about. 

He gets ready, and then takes the subway to where he’s been instructed to go. He gets topside at five minutes to eight thirty, and wonders if he’s too early. But it sounded like the couple will already be there, so he heads inside and hopes for the best. 

“Can I help you, sir?” A woman dressed in all black looks at him with a mild look of disdain. As if he doesn’t belong here, as the clientele seem to be on the wealthier side. “Are you lost?” 

Peter opens his mouth to answer her when he feels a warm hand touch his shoulder, holding him with a familiarness that should startle him but doesn’t. “It’s fine, Doreen. He’s with us. Thank you.” 

Turning to his side, he sees a gentleman that has piercing dark brown eyes with a very unique goatee. It takes him all of two seconds to realize who this man is. “Y-You’re…” 

“Tony Stark.” The hand on his shoulder disappears as Tony holds his hand out towards him. “It’s such a pleasure to meet you in the flesh, Mr. Parker.” 

It takes him a hot second to reach for Tony’s hand, and when he does, he feels a subtle jolt move up his arm. “Y-You?” He’s still trying to understand what is going on. Tony Stark is one of the most, if not the richest man in the country. He has built an empire on weapons, and then has moved on to a more greener technology that has taken the world by storm. “What?” 

“Follow me.” Tony grabs onto his hand, and it doesn’t register to Peter’s brain until they’re halfway across the restaurant. They head towards the back, and then he sees Tony open a door, and they head into a private dining room. “We thought it’d be better if we did things this way. Sorry to have had a change of plans.” Tony stands next to him. “Pepper, we’ve got some company.” 

A gorgeous woman stands up, the blue silk dress that Peter was told she’d be wearing falls down her frame and makes her look stunning. She walks over to him, and leans down to press a kiss to both of his cheeks, her red hair piled onto the top of her head in a loose bun. “Good evening, Peter. We’re so happy you could join us tonight.” 

“I’m still not sure I’m here.” Peter says, feeling his face burning after Pepper Potts - Tony’s wife and CEO of Stark Industries - pulls away from him. “This isn’t really happening. I’m meeting a couple for something. It’s not you.” 

“But it is us, Mr. Parker.” Tony pats his shoulder, and then leads him over to an empty chair. “Take a seat. Let’s have a drink, and we’ll discuss with you our thoughts.” 

“I’d like ten, please.” 

Pepper’s laugh brings a blush to his cheeks. “You’re adorable, Peter. We’re normal people.” 

“Dear, no we are not. We put an ad out looking for a third.” 

Peter releases a nervous laugh. “But why? Why do it this way?” 

“I have a love-hate relationship with the press. I love when they print good things about my business, and about me personally, but I hate when they print slander pieces.” Tony picks up an opened bottle of wine, and pours some into a glass for Peter. “And if word got out that we were interested in bringing someone else into our relationship, they would have a field day with the slander.” 

“What Tony is trying to say is that we were trying something different.” Pepper looks at him, Peter turning his attention towards her. “Doing it anonymously on a message board was the easiest way to achieve it. We received hundreds of application responses.” 

He doesn’t know why he would be chosen by these people when there are probably people closer to their age, and hell, even in their income bracket compared to him. “Why me?” 

“Would you believe it was your answer on what keeps you up at night?” Tony reaches over, and puts his hand on his forearm. That spark returns, sending heat rushing up his arm as he turns to look at him. “That was some real deep stuff. I know a thing or two about trauma myself.” 

Tony taps the arc reactor that resides in his chest, Peter now openly staring at the glow it produces under his shirt. It’s what got Tony into the greener side of things, and wanting to change the planet. “Tony and I found your answers to be fun. Inspiring. Adorable.” Pepper puts her hand on his other forearm, and he feels that same spark happen again as Peter feels both of their hands on his body. “We can take things slow, if that will make you feel more comfortable. Or, if you only want to have dinner tonight and call it over, then we will understand.” 

“I don’t know what I want.” Peter reaches for his glass of wine as soon as their hands leave his body, and he takes a long sip. “It doesn’t bother you that I’m younger?”

“Nope.” Tony shakes his head. “Does it bother you that we’re famous?” 

“It’s a bit shocking.” He doesn’t want to lie. “But I can handle it.” 

“Can you?” Pepper asks. “If this becomes serious between the three of us, there will be times when we’ll be out together. Or, there may be times when Tony would prefer to have you on his arm than me, and vice versa. Will you be able to handle that?” 

He takes another long sip of his wine. “I think so. I don’t see why I wouldn’t be. If they want to write shitty articles about me, then who am I to stop them? I don’t have any juicy dirt, except that my parents were killed when I was kid. But I didn’t do the killing.” 

“I’m so sorry to hear that, Mr. Parker.” Tony rubs his back, Peter’s head falling forward as he closes his eyes and absorbs the touch. “If that’s your answer, then I think we’re good. We will need for you to sign an NDA for legal reasons.” 

“Tony.” 

“What?” Peter looks up and sees Tony and Pepper having a staring contest. “You know it’s better if we do.” 

“He’s not going to go and tell people.” Pepper looks at him. “Will it bother you if you sign an NDA?” 

Shaking his head, he grabs some bread and starts to tear it apart. “No. I understand why it’s necessary. Do we need to draw up a contract too?” 

“An NDA will suffice for now.” The way Tony smiles at him, it makes his stomach churn in a pleasant manner. “We can discuss that later on down the line, if this works out between the three of us. You may find that we’re boring in bed.” 

“Tony!” 

Peter laughs, then shakes his head. “I hardly think that’s possible. Am….Am I the first person you’re going to do this with? Or did you already have a third?” 

“We’ve had a few flings, but nothing ever stuck.” Tony sits back in his chair, and pours a little more wine into his own glass. “Don’t get us wrong - we love each other very much, but there are times when I’ve got an itch that Pepper isn’t able to scratch, and vice versa.” Tony looks at him, his piercing eyes locking him into their own staredown. “Which is where you come in, Peter.” 

He exhales a breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding, and gives a nod of his head. “Right. Okay. I get it. I can do that for the both of you.” 

“That’s wonderful, Peter.” Pepper reaches over and holds onto his hand with her perfectly manicured fingers. “Let’s have some dinner, and then we’ll take you back to our place for the night. How does that sound?” 

“Like I’m living someone else’s life right now.” 

“Get used to it, Pete. Because if this works out, your life is about to change in a big way.” Tony smirks, and Peter can’t help but be immensely turned on by it. 

Dinner passes by quickly, and then he’s whisked out to Tony’s limo that picks them up from the back of the restaurant, to avoid any prying eyes. He’s seated between both Tony and Pepper, who are sitting as close to him as possible - both of their thighs are touching his. It doesn’t take them long to get to Stark Tower, and he follows both Tony and Pepper into their private elevator that takes them up to the penthouse at the top of the building. 

Peter looks at them both as they enter the penthouse. “A-Are we going to the bedroom?” 

“We can.” Pepper approaches him, and slides her arms around his neck. “Or, would you like to have a drink? Calm down your nerves a little?” She leans closer to him, and brushes her lips against his with the barest touch. “Don’t be nervous, Peter. We don’t bite.” 

“Hard.” Peter groans as he feels Tony come up behind him, sandwiching himself between their bodies. “That’s what you meant to say, isn’t it, Pep?” 

“In so many words.” He looks up at Pepper, who towers over him in her heels, but he doesn’t care. Reaching out he puts his hands on her hips, and suggestively pushes his hips back, which draws a deep moan from the billionaire standing behind him. “It seems Peter is getting the hang of things, darling.” Pepper smiles at him, and he can’t help but return it with a slightly dopey look on his face. “Let’s take him to the bedroom.” 

“Now we’re talking.” 

The heat behind him disappears and he feels both of them grab onto his hands and lead him through their penthouse. He wants to stop and look at all the things, but there’s a more pressing matter that’s requiring his full attention. He still is having difficulty believing that this is happening, as he’s never once thought of these two wanting to have a third brought in to their relationship. It always looks like they’re so happy together. And then that’s when he realizes it isn’t necessarily about happiness, because even now, they’re happy as they take turns getting his clothes off of his body. It’s about exploring what they want, and apparently it’s him. He’s what they want. 

Tony gets onto the bed, and puts himself on all fours. It’s then that Peter realizes the man is wearing a plug, and he stares in wonder as he watches him take it out, leaving his ass wide open. “What do you say, Peter?” Pepper stands behind him, and he sees some of her hair fall onto his shoulder as she lays a kiss to the back of his neck. “Tony’s been dying to have a real cock inside of him. Isn’t that right, sweetie?” 

“It is.” Tony pushes his ass back, Peter still staring at his gaping hole. “What do you say, Pete? Fuck me first, and then I’ll let you fuck my wife as much as you want.” 

He looks at Pepper, who has a bottle of lube in her hands. “N-No condom?” 

“Unnecessary.” She smiles, and opens the bottle of lube “Would you like to do it yourself, or would you like for me to do it for you?” 

“Y-You?” He squeaks out, as he turns towards her, his erection very prominent and stiff. “But don’t touch too much, I may come.” 

Her gentle laugh makes him feel at ease with this very surreal situation. “It’s alright if you do, sweetie. We’re here to have a good time tonight, and if that means staying up past our bedtimes, then so be it.” 

Peter wants to say something witty in return, but the moment her hand touches his cock, he’s done for. It’s so gentle, her well manicured fingers stroking him as she puts the lube onto his flesh. He looks at Tony, and sees that he’s touching his own cock while watching the two of them. “Yes, baby. Touch his cock. I bet it feels nice, doesn’t it? You can tell me.” 

“I’m looking forward to feeling it.” Pepper nods her head, her cheeks dusted with pink as her hand keeps a steady rhythm to get the lube covered on his cock. “You should be ready now, sweetie.” She leans down and kisses him on the lips, leaving him stunned. “Peter?” 

Blinking a few times, a nervous laugh leaves his throat. “S-Sorry. That was….that was really nice.” He looks over at Tony, and sees he’s got his hands back on the bed. He gets behind him, and finds a comfortable position for his knees to be in, then brings the tip of his cock to Tony’s glistening hole. “It’s been a bit since I’ve done this, so I’m sorry if it’s bad.” 

“Shut up and fuck me, Peter.” Tony groans, as Peter starts to push the tip into his body. “You’re gonna be great. I don’t care. We can try over and over.” 

As he slides his cock into the warmth of Tony’s body, Peter knows that they’re going to have to because he’s dangerously close to an orgasm. He watches as Pepper lays down on the bed, her head underneath Tony’s body, and sees her start to lick his cock. He thrusts his hips forward and sees more of Tony’s cock go into her mouth, and her moan is like an aphrodisiac, spurning him on to do more as Tony’s moans become more and more ragged. He looks down and sees that Pepper’s body is so close, and decides to take his right hand away from Tony’s hip and puts it between her silken folds, and starts to play with both her clit and pussy as he fucks Tony’s ass. 

He feels Tony’s body tighten up around his cock, and then he hears him release a very loud and long moan as he starts to come. Peter pushes his cock further into his body as he watches Pepper swallow what she can of her husband’s cum, and watches as some spills down her chin. He feels her inner walls flutter against his fingers and listens to her moan as he brings her to an orgasm as well. It’s enough for him to finally let himself go, and with a deep moan of his own, he spills his own hot spunk deep inside of Tony, feeling completely satisfied. 

Pulling his fingers out of Pepper, he stares in wonder as she pulls them into her own mouth, her chin still decorated with the leftover cum from Tony’s release. Peter pulls out of Tony with a grunt, and out of the corner of his eye he sees him drop down onto the bed. That allows him to move forward and as Pepper keeps sucking on his fingers, he licks up the mess on her chin, swallowing it down his throat as he gets his first taste of Tony’s cum. The rich moan that leaves her mouth at this deplorable act has his cock returning to a full erection. 

“W-Where’s a towel?” He asks, as he looks down at Pepper’s body. “I should clean up, right?” 

“He was clean, so you’re fine.” Pepper pulls him down towards her. His cock slips between her folds, the wetness surrounding him as he slides the tip of his cock up towards her clit. “Yes, Peter.” Her moans do wonders for him, as he keeps teasing her with his cock, before moving his hips down to get the tip of his cock lined up to her dripping pussy. “Let me feel you now, sweetie.” 

Peter turns towards Tony, who is watching them with a wide smile on his face. “Make her feel good, Pete. I know you’re going to do great. I’m still all tingly from that great fuck.” 

“T-Thank you.” He doesn’t know what else to say, and then turns to look at Pepper. “Are you sure?” 

“Yes, Peter” She nods her head. “Now, show me what you’ve got.” 

Closing his eyes, he counts to three before pushing his cock into her body, and groans as her wetness envelops him. He rolls his hips experimentally, and once he finds a rhythm that has her moaning and begging for more, he settles into it. He feels Tony’s hand touching his back as he fucks his wife, and then he turns his head and is treated to a kiss by him. It’s the first time they’re like this, and he finds himself getting lost in the sensations of Tony’s tongue in his mouth while his cock is buried deep inside of Pepper’s body. He pounds into Pepper over and over, and as his kiss comes to an end with Tony, he sees that he’s playing with her clit, getting her closer and closer to an orgasm. As she comes, his own orgasm is close behind, the way her walls flutter around his cock is too much for him. He tries to pull out, but her walls keep him trapped as he comes deep inside of her, all three of them moaning together through this powerful orgasm. 

He slips out of her and falls onto the bed, panting softly as both Tony and Pepper scatter kisses all over his face and neck. “You did perfect, Peter.” Pepper’s soft validation into his ear causes him to smile. “Isn’t that right, Tony?” 

“Oh, definitely.” He groans as he feels something stiff push against his ass. “Don’t tell us you’re already tapped out. I want to get a turn of fucking you too, Peter.” 

“I’d like that.” Turning his head to the side, he sees Tony smiling and then closes his eyes as Pepper’s lips start to kiss him with the same intensity that Tony had been a little while ago. As she kisses him, he feels Tony start to prep his own ass, and then he’s moved by Pepper to be on his back, while Tony lays on top of him. 

“You ready, Peter?” Tony asks, as the tip of his cock pushes up against his now spread hole. “Because I don’t think I can wait any longer.” 

“Y-Yes. I want you.” He moans, his head now resting against Pepper’s breasts, which he starts to lick and suck as he waits for Tony to push into his body. “Please, Tony.” 

“That’s what I like to hear.” 

As soon as Tony’s cock enters his body, he knows he’s done. This is it. He’s found the perfect partners with these two, who can give him as much as he can give to them. As he’s brought to an orgasm by Pepper’s mouth while Tony fucks him through it, all he can do is scream and moan for these two amazing people. He feels Tony slam hard into him, and then that unique feeling of warm wet heat spreads through the lower half of his body, as his hand remains on top of Pepper’s head, as her lips are still treating his cock to some aftercare, causing his entire body to tingle from head to toe. 

Peter stares at the two of them, now all cleaned up and ready for some rest. “Have I passed the test?” 

“Sweetie, you’ve scored the highest.” Pepper smiles, and rests her head against his shoulder. “You’ll come back, won’t you?” 

“You’d better say yes, Peter.” Tony’s voice rumbles in his ear, as his own head is resting near the arc reactor. “Because if you don’t, we’re going to be very sad as you’ve proven yourself to be of vital importance to the both of us.” 

He laughs, and nods his head. “Yes, of course I’m going to say yes. I’ll sign the NDA and then we can set up a time to do this again?” 

“Perfect” Pepper kisses his chest, which causes him to groan softly. “Oh? Did you want to have a little more fun?” 

“If I say no, are you going to be mad?” 

Tony’s low laughter has the hair on his arms standing on end. “No, of course not. But if you don’t wish to do more, I don’t think either of us would say no.” 

And that’s how Peter winds up having more sex with both Pepper and Tony, forgoing sleep to instead have the most incredible orgasms he’s ever had in his life. In the morning, he signs the NDA and gives both Tony and Pepper his cell phone, and while he doesn’t expect either of them to use it unless they wish to get together, he’s pleasantly surprised when they all join a group text and talk about normal everyday things. He knows he’s entering into a crazy relationship with two of the most powerful people on the planet, but he doesn’t care. After that night, he knows that this is where he’s supposed to be. These two were meant for him, and vice versa. Will it last long? He doesn’t care. He’s going to live in the moment, and appreciate every single one with both Tony and Pepper. 

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[iloveyou3thousand]

pepperony family au tony and peter had been looking for someone to complete them until They meet peter in a street .

I hope this is what you were looking for! I really like this idea

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“Oh my god I am so sorry!”

Tony looks perplexed, and next to him so does Pepper, but neither of them seem particularly angry. Not at first, and then still when they focus on the boy in front of them, who looks like he wishes the ground would swallow him up.

Peter fully expected them to get furious, especially since the suit the man is wearing looks expensive, and the coffee that Peter just made him dump all over himself is probably the most costly mistake Peter has made in a while.

But instead of getting angry, Tony lets out a breath, and tugs at his wet shirt.

“Thank god that was barely lukewarm,” he breathes out, and Peter feels his heart skip at the mere luck of that. There is no way he could have paid for dry-cleaning some rich guy’s suit and pay for a hospital visit to tend to whatever-degree burns.

“I’m really sorry!” Peter squeaks again, hands flailing as if he can help the stain, make it better somehow. Truly, if he could make it go away with the snap of his fingers, he would. One of the lady’s hands reaches out to gently lower one of Peter’s hands, and she gives him an unexpectedly gentle and kind smile despite the fact that there are splatters of coffee on her pristine white blouse, too, Peter notices to his own horror.

“It’s alright, sweetheart. Nothing either of us could have avoided.”

And she’s right, but that doesn’t make Peter feel any better. Their collision came out of nowhere, with the three of them rounding the same corner at the same time. Maybe if Peter hadn’t rushed so badly, this could have been avoided. But the lady gives him another smile, and he tries not to let the anxiety rise beyond his chest and into his throat, where it’s threatening to go.

“What can I do to make up for it?” He asks, albeit reluctantly. It’s the nice thing to do, even if there is no way he can afford anything they might ask him. Surely they can see, by the things he’s wearing. He looks like he lives in the sewers, and he won’t fool himself, he probably smells similar, too.

But what can you do, living rough in New York City?

The man and woman share a look, and she reaches into the purse slung around her shoulder to produce a card with a neat little logo and some information on it.

“We’ll leave that up to you. Give us a call when you’ve made up your mind,” she tells him, before tugging on the man’s arm to start leading him in the same direction they had been going previously, and Peter could swear that the lady winks at him as they pass each other.

Peter watches them disappear out of sight with a puzzled look.

Tony, next to Pepper, as he’s being dragged away to get a change of clothes at a nearby shop, looks just as perplexed.

“What did you do that for?” He asks her.

“He was cute,” she shrugs, “He’ll call. And when he does, we’ll see what he can do for us. Or what we can do for him.”

Tony watches her for a moment, and then grins.

“Pep, you’ve always been the brains in our relationship.”

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[iloveyou3thousand]

pepterony with pepper getting pregant but there were two eggs one each fertilized by tony and peter

let me just preface this by saying this is in no way medically accurate. I tried to read up on paternity tests and stuff to make it somewhat accurate but then I figured... it’s fiction. I can do whatever I want! So I did >:)

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When they first found out that Pepper was pregnant with twins, it felt like a funny coincidence. Two lovers, two babies. They joked among themselves that it was the universe’s way of letting them know that whatever entity was out there supported the relationship they had, or that they had to have two babies or it wouldn’t be fair for the two fathers.

There was never any doubt in neither Tony nor Peter’s mind that the baby was theirs, whatever that meant, whoever the biological father really was. They didn’t exactly keep up with who did what when in the bedroom, and so they couldn’t trace it all back to the moment it must have happened. Not to mention that they liked to have fun on a pretty regular basis, so that would make it hard to tell especially.

But as time progressed, they became more and more curious. It never mattered to any of them, but curiosity was a strong driving factor. And, well. They were going to have to write down one name to represent the father on the birth certificates, so that seemed like a valid option to consider.

They talked about it over and over again, each time making sure that not one of them would end up feeling bad about it. Whatever happened, it wouldn’t make the non-biological father any less of a parent. What mattered was involvement, and love, and both Tony and Peter had plenty. It would be their baby, regardless of what the DNA said.

At their next appointment at the hospital, they opted not to know the genders of the babies, but instead requested a prenatal paternity test. It was over quickly, and the DNA was sent on its way, and with haste. Naturally, Tony had ensured that the samples would be sent toward a lab that would get them the results within the next few days, and then all that was left for them to do was go home, and go about their lives as normally as they could, until eventually the results came as a bundle in an envelope.

Peter was the first to find the package, and he brought it up to their penthouse and tried his best to distract himself for the next few hours until Pepper came back from work, and Tony decided to call it a day down in the workshop as well.

It wasn’t easy. Not with the jitters of excitement at the prospect of finding out whose DNA had beat the other’s to the polls. It might not have mattered, but that didn’t make anyone’s curiosity any easier to handle.

Pepper was the second to arrive, giving Peter a kiss and moving into the kitchen immediately to make herself a cup of tea before she’d even noticed the thick envelope on their dinner table. That was a good thing, too, because the second that she did, she could hardly take her eyes off it.

Together, Peter and Pepper waited for Tony to decide to call it a night, distracting themselves as best as they could with a bit of television and chatting between themselves about their day.

Tony accused them that they could have called him or gone to get him sooner when he inevitably also showed up just as Peter and Pepper were in the kitchen, with Peter at the stove and Pepper sitting at the kitchen island cutting up vegetables for the dinner they were preparing.

But, dinner had to wait, they decided. Pepper wasn’t sure if she was going to be able to keep anything down, what with the nerves and the way their happy little accidents were settled nice and cozily against her stomach.

So they sat down, the three of them, and wasted little time opening the envelope. It quickly became clear which of the sheets held the actual results, while the others provided the thruple with more information on potential further testing – although they could already say with certainty that something like that wasn’t going to be necessary or desired.

Upon closer inspection, however… The actual sheet with the test results held a lot more information than they had initially expected.

It had to be pretty easy, right? A little graph of the two samples of DNA, possibly some information that people without a medical degree likely wouldn’t be able to figure out, and then a short section where the samples are compared and it is explained that either it is a match, or it is not a match.

Except it took the three of them a little while to figure out exactly what was going on on their result sheet.

Pepper got frustrated and threw in the towel, Tony had to excuse himself to go get his reading glasses, but Peter stopped him before he could leave the table.

“It’s both,” he blurted out, and was greeted by a puzzled look from both Tony and Pepper. He looked up at them. “I mean, the DNA. It’s—It’s from the both of us. Here.”

“But that’s impossible,” Tony argued after a beat of silence, squinting once again at the papers Peter was holding up for him, “Biologically speaking. That can’t be right. We’ll have to get a second opinion.” He already sounded exasperated, and he had every reason to be. Even with two babies in Pepper’s belly, it didn’t have to be so hard to determine who the biological father was. Right?

“Maybe we shouldn’t have insisted they take a sample from both babies,” Pepper melancholized, “It’s not like there’s going to be a difference anyway. It seems we only made it more complicated.”

“No,” Peter argued with a quick shake of his head, sounding progressively more enthusiastic as he realized what he was reading, “I swear, it says it right here. One of the babies matches my DNA, and one of the babies matches Tony’s. One baby is mine, and one baby is yours!”

“And both are mine,” Pepper teased, passing a loving hand over her bump.

Tony, on the other hand, was frowning.

“Two babies… Two fathers,” he contemplated under his breath, shaking his head to himself as if he couldn’t believe it.

“Two babies, two fathers,” Pepper echoed, and although there was still disbelief in her voice, Peter’s enthusiasm was infectious, and the way he was practically vibrating in his chair right next to her was rubbing off on her.

Peter grinned, and slapped a hand on Tony’s shoulder before pulling him into a hug. And Tony, in turn, despite the astounding, wonderful news, seemed to slowly be coming to terms with what this meant. Because while they might have discussed this over and over, and the fact that they had reassured each other countless of times that the results of this test didn’t mean anything, there was still always that anxiety of never being good enough.

But now, none of them had to worry. About anything. So Tony grinned, too.

“Two babies, two fathers.”

#pepterony #pepter #pepperony #starker #pepterony fanfic #my fanfic #my writing #i will admit this one is a little longer than the 500-700 words I was aiming for being almost 1.2k lmao #ur welcome ;) #pregnant pepper #Anonymous

[trashystarker]

two special pieces - a pepterony fic

Title: two special pieces Fandom: MCU/Avengers/Iron Man Pairing: Pepterony (Pepper Stark x Tony Stark x Peter Parker) Rating: Explicit (NSFW - Established Relationship - PWP - Threesome - Fluff and Feels) Word Count: ~2730 Prompt: Lazy Saturday mornings

Summary: Tony accidentally stays up all night and returns to the bedroom to find both his wife and his lover in an embrace that fills him with true happiness. 

A/N: This is a birthday gift for a dear friend of mine - @livvibee, who requested lazy Saturday mornings with these three. :) Please enjoy!

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Tony rubbed his eyes, his vision going slightly blurry after staring at one particular schematic for too long. Reaching for his mug, he realized he was out of coffee and needed to get some more. Standing up, he yawned and then walked out of his shed to head back into the house as the coffee machine in there made much better coffee than the shitty Keurig he had in the shed. However, when he walked outside, he hadn’t been expecting to be hit with the first rays of light, the sun beginning its ascent into the sky as a new day dawned. 

“Shit.” He knew he was in trouble. Walking into the cabin, he tried not to trip over one of Morgan’s toys, which had been left out before ‘Aunt Nat’ had come over yesterday afternoon to take Morgan away for a girl’s weekend. It had been on his calendar for weeks - Peter was coming up from MIT to spend a quick weekend away from school and responsibilities, so what better place to do that than the Stark household? 

Walking quietly up the stairs, he went to the master bedroom and saw his beloved sleeping with his other beloved, the two looking almost angelic as those first rays of dawn were beginning to stream in through the slight gap in the curtains. Tony leaned against the doorframe and stared at his sleeping beauties, who looked gorgeous and stunning with one another. Peter had his arms wrapped around Pepper’s body, the both of them without a stitch of clothes on. Damn it. He’d really messed up by losing track of time. Again. 

He pulled his shirt off and headed to the bed, taking off the rest of his clothes in a quiet rush as he knew both of his lovers were either going to be happy to see him, or upset that he’d neglected them the entire night. But he planned on making it up to the both of them right now, with as much Stark charm as he could muster, while still functioning on the last burst of energy from his last cup of coffee an hour plus ago. 

Neither Pepper or Peter moved as he sank down onto the mattress, making him curious. How late did they stay up? Did they wake up for him? Did they give up and instead had their own little fun together? Not that Tony minded - not in the slightest. Hell, when Peter had arrived, he’d pulled him into the shed with him and they’d done a few things alone as it had been a very long few weeks since they’d seen one another. Peter had left him to go help Pepper with dinner, while he had gone back to work, his balls a little less full as he’d given Peter a proper welcome home fuck. 

It was a toss up on who to wake first. He could wake up Peter and share a few kisses with him, or he could wake up his beautiful wife, who was still sleeping so peacefully against Peter’s chest. Either way, he knew he was going to make the wrong choice but that was okay because all wrong choices usually wound up being the right choice at some point down the line. 

His hand went to Pepper’s hair first, and he watched as she tucked her head underneath Peter’s head, who shifted her in his arms subconsciously. Honestly, Tony could just watch the two of them sleep for an eternity because they were just that beautiful to look at. The two loves of his life, slumbering together with content looks on their faces. Looks of peace and happiness that he knew he helped kindle. 

After a few tries of trying to wake up his wife, he turned his attention to Peter, but it seemed that he was already alert and awake. “Morning.” Peter whispered, a smile on his face. There was one pesky curl that was sitting on the middle of his forehead, making him look five years younger than he really was. “I won the bet.” 

“You bet on me?” He pretended to be offended, but really - he was glad his lovers knew him so well. “I hope it was a good bet.” 

“Pepper said that she would cook my breakfast for me if I was right.” 

Tony rolled his eyes as he lowered his head and got his first taste of sugar from his younger lover, who kissed him back with equal fervor. “That’s a stupid bet. We both know she’s the better cook.” 

“We both knew you’d stay out all night.” Peter laughed quietly against his lips as Tony carefully put his arm underneath his back. “Did you notice?” 

“Not at all.” He grinned, as he saw Peter roll his eyes now. “I went to go and get some more coffee from the kitchen, and saw that infernal gas giant was on its way up.” 

“Normal people call it the sun, Tony.” 

“I guess it’s a good thing I’m not normal.”

“Please be quiet.” They stopped talking and looked down at Pepper, who was clearly upset that they’d woken her up. “We didn’t fall asleep until a few hours ago. Because someone was supposed to join us.” 

Tony knew when he had to grovel, and this was one of those times. “I’m sorry, sweetie.” He lowered his head and brushed a light kiss against her shoulder. “I was really making progress. You know, you guys can always interrupt me and drag me to bed.” 

“But where’s the fun in that?” The cute little pout on Pepper’s face had his heart dancing in his chest. “You should be wanting to spend time with the two of us, not with your toys that you can play with any other day of the week.” As if to prove her point, she draped her naked torso over Peter’s, putting her arms around him. 

His eyebrow raised up as he saw a beautiful blush start to creep up onto Peter’s face with his wife now expertly laying on him. “Is this how you feel too, Peter?” 

“Um…” 

“Peter, don’t lie to him.” Pepper spoke with an authority that Tony knew all too well. “This is an open space.” 

“I missed you last night.” Peter replied, that dancing in his chest turning to an ache as he knew he’d messed up. “We missed you.” 

Tony put his hand on Pepper’s lower back, and then put his other hand on Peter’s chest. “I’m sorry. Next time, come and get me, please? I don’t want to upset either of you. I lost track of time. You both know it’s a problem for me.” He saw them look at him with identical faces. “It’ll happen again, and when it does, you’ll be there to pull me back where I really want to be.” 

Lowering his head, he guided Pepper to turn over, her back now resting against Peter’s chest, sitting between his thighs. “I don’t think we should do that.” Pepper said, as Tony began to kiss a path from her knee towards the moist folds of her center. “If you really wanted to be with us, you’d be with us.” 

“Pepper…” He whined low, hating that his wife was pulling this shit right now. “You know that isn’t true.” He felt her spread her legs a little bit wider for him, as he brought his face close to her center. “The only place I want to be is with the two of you, especially when we have the house alone to ourselves for the weekend.” 

He rolled his tongue out and gave her folds a teasing lick. He heard her moan, and heard Peter gasp softly as Pepper arched up against him. Tony could taste Peter’s cum on his wife’s labia, which made him lick it more and more, as that was a sweetness he wasn’t about to miss out on. He could picture Pepper riding Peter’s cock, making herself come over and over as he fucked her senseless, which made Tony swipe his tongue with a little more force than perhaps necessary. But Pepper’s fingers were now combing through his hair, moaning his name as he continued to lick at her swollen vagina. 

“Tony - use your finger on her.” Peter suggested, which Tony was only too happy to listen to as his wife really began to writhe on his younger lover’s body. His mouth latched onto the small hood at the top of her mound, his tongue lathing her clit as he slid one finger inside of her. He looked up and saw that Peter was fondling her breasts as she arched her back more. “She likes that, don’t you, Pepper?” 

The loud moan that left his wife’s mouth had Tony practically coming like a damned teenager. He kept his lips attached to her clit, giving it the love and attention it deserved as he worked his finger inside of her sloppy pussy. He could feel Peter’s cum still mixing with her own natural juices. Tony moved his lips down to taste some of that beautiful concoction as he felt Pepper’s inner walls beginning to flutter a little faster. Lifting his head, he looked at Peter. “You know what to do.” 

Peter nodded, and with a little help from Tony, he watched as Peter’s cock replaced where his fingers had just been. Tony lowered his head and licked both his lover’s cock, and then sucked on the raised hood where Pepper’s clit was engorged. He knew she was going to experience multiple orgasms right now, and was here for it. Peter was soon moaning with Pepper, Tony basking in the sounds of their relevery as he kept licking and sucking on her clit while Peter fucked her. Her first orgasm surprised him, but then the second and third that followed he was ready for, knowing that she was going to thrash and move around a lot. He heard Peter moan and then watched as cum began to ooze out, dripping down Peter’s cock as it slid out of Pepper’s body, the two of them coming together with deep moans. 

Licking his lips, he sat back and stared at Pepper, who was looking back at him with hooded eyes. “You’re a goddess.” He moved himself so he could kiss her properly, letting her taste what he’s been enjoying. “I love you.” 

“I love you.” Pepper moaned against his lips, her body flushed. “But you need…?” 

“Oh, I need.” He smirked, and then looked at Peter, who was staring back at him with the same need in his eyes. “Will you be alright if I give our lover a little fuck?” 

Pepper’s laughter filled the room with a warmth that had both men swooning over her. “I think I can manage, Tony. This isn’t our first night together.” 

“Uh, it’s the morning.” Tony pointed to the window, a smirk on his lips. “But you’re right - it’s definitely not.” He moved away from his wife and started to crawl towards Peter, who was looking at him with that beautiful blush on his cheeks and chest. “Right, Pete?” 

“D-Definitely not our first night. Or morning together.” Peter released a soft moan as Tony began to kiss his chest, making his way up to his neck. “Nnngh...T-Tony…” 

“Stop teasing him, dear, and give him what he wants.” Pepper said, as she laid on her side, twisting her left nipple with her fingers while watching him seduce their younger lover. “Or you’ll make him explode.” 

“I think that’s what we’re going for, isn’t it?” He saw Peter grab a bottle of lube, and took it from him with a smile. “Thanks, babe.” 

“You’re going to make him die.” Tony laughed as he heard Pepper giving him more shit. “Peter, sweetie - it’s okay.” 

“I know!” Peter was clearly slightly embarrassed by what Tony was doing, which only made him love him more. “Please, Tony - I want you inside of me.” 

Rubbing the lube onto his cock, Tony knew he was primed and ready to go, and had to take a few deep breaths so he wouldn’t be that teenager who couldn’t control himself. “And I want to be inside of you. Lay on your side, so Pepper can play with you if she feels up to it.” 

“Mmm….I hope you will, Pepper.” The soft moan that left Peter’s mouth as Tony pushed against his slightly used hole with the tip of his cock had him groaning low in return. “But if you want to watch, I’d like that too.” 

He watched as his wife leaned forward and kissed Peter softly on the lips. “We’ll take good care of you, Peter. Won’t we, Tony?” 

“Oh yes.” His cock slid home into Peter’s ass, his inner walls massaging his cock as Peter squeezed up tight around him. “We’ll take good care of you for the rest of the weekend. Skinny dipping, clothing optional in the household. All of that.” He rolled his hips slow, wanting Peter to really feel every inch of him. 

Peter moaned low as he pushed his hips back against Tony’s. “Yes, please. All of that. I want it all.” 

“And you’ll have it.” Tony murmured into Peter’s ear as he watched Pepper lower her head, and start to lick and tease Peter’s cock. “Time to feel good now, Peter.” 

“Nnngh….” 

It didn’t take long for their younger lover to come again, his body clamping down tight around Tony’s cock. It was glorious, and felt incredible as he tried to push himself in a little deeper. Tony put his mouth on Peter’s neck and bit down hard, knowing that he would heal by the end of the day, the mark only lasting for a short little while. But it was enough to push Peter back over the edge as Tony began to come inside of him, filling his ass with more of his cum as he rode out his own orgasm with a deep moan. 

Tony waited a few minutes before pulling his softening cock out of Peter, and laid between his two lovers. Pepper put her head on his right shoulder, while Peter put his head on his left. Tony put both of his arms around the two of them, and held them close. “I’m such a lucky guy.” He kissed Pepper’s forehead first, then kissed Peter in the same exact spot. “What did I do to deserve all of this?” 

“Not staying up all night, that’s for sure.” Pepper teased, a smile on her face as she looked up at him. “Don’t do that again tonight, Tony.” 

“I won’t. Scout’s honor.” He held up four fingers, even though he knew that she knew he didn’t know the first thing about the Boy Scouts. “What about you, Peter? Got anything to say to me?” 

“I love you?” Peter yawned a little, then proceeded to nod off against his shoulder. 

“Typical.” Tony rolled his eyes, but shared a smile with Pepper as they looked at Peter. “How does he do that?” 

“I don’t know, and I’m glad he can because if he started to pick up your bad habits, I would be very upset.” Pepper curled herself closer to his body. “Let’s sleep a little more, and then I guess I’m making waffles for breakfast, since Peter was right about you.” 

He chuckled low, and kissed his wife on the lips. “He knows me so well. So do you, so you were stupid to take that bet.” 

“Be quiet, Mr. Stark.” Pepper stuck her tongue out at him, which made him laugh. Luckily, Peter stayed asleep against his shoulder. “Good night. I love you.” 

“I think you mean good morning.” Tony kissed her on the lips again. “I love you too, Mrs. Stark.” 

Pepper fell asleep a few minutes later, both of his lovers returning to dreamland. Tony couldn’t help but feel total satisfaction at having them both in his arms. These were the moments he looked forward to the most. He definitely was not going to be staying in the shed all night tonight - not when they only had another 36 hours together before Peter had to go back down to Cambridge. Closing his eyes, he let himself rest in the comfortable embrace of both his wife and his lover - the two most important people in his life. 

#pepterony #fanfic #my writing #livvibee #happy early bday bb <3

[trashystarker]

west coast lovin - a pepterony one shot

Title: west coast lovin’  Fandom: MCU  Pairing: Pepterony (Peter Parker x Tony Stark x Pepper Potts)  Rating: Mature (NSFW - PWP - Established Relationship - Threesome)  Word Count: ~3535

Summary: It’s fall break for Peter, and he has plans to spend it with his two lovers - Tony and Pepper. 

A/N: This is a birthday gift for a very dear friend of mine - @katiebug9 . :) Please enjoy! 

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Peter looked out the window, and saw that he was not where he thought Happy was taking him. “Hey, uh - Happy?” He continued to stare out the window, blinking a few times to make sure what he was seeing was real. “I thought we were going to the Tower?” 

“Change of plans, kid.” Happy looked at him through the rearview mirror. “Don’t worry - I’m not joining you. You’re going alone.” 

“Alone?!” They pulled out onto the tarmac, coming to a stop next to one of Tony’s private jets. “Where am I going?!” 

“I don’t know.” 

“Yes, you do!” 

Happy shook his head. “Nope. Boss told me to bring you here, and that’s it. I don’t know where he is right now, and I don’t know where you’re to meet him.” 

“Where’s Pepper??” 

“With Tony.” 

He felt like he was going to be sick. “I’ve got school tomorrow!” 

“Peter - no, you don’t. It’s the weekend. You’re on break, remember? That’s why you’re visiting.”

Right. He was on a week break from MIT. “Still! I wish he told you where I’m going.” 

“Have an adventure. Go. Be spoiled.” Happy opened his door, and pointed to the airplane. “It’s going to take off as soon as you get settled in. The faster you do that, the faster you get to where you’re going.” 

“Why does Tony do this??” Peter groaned, as he got out of the car, his weekend bag in his hand. “He should have told me.” 

“Get used to it.” A large hand patted his shoulder. “See you in a week, Peter.” 

Trudging up to the stairs, Peter looked up at the opened door of the jet and started to walk up towards him. Tony had not told him anything about going somewhere. Peter had told him a few weeks ago that instead of spending time on campus for the week break, he was thinking about heading back to Queens to spend some time with his aunt. Tony vetoed the idea of going to Queens, and instead had told him to join him at Stark Tower. Which he thought he was doing, but as he got onto the jet, he heard the door to the cabin shut, one of the stewardesses coming over to him to take his bag. 

“Where are we flying?” He asked her, as he sat down and tried to will the nausea away. He really hated surprises, and this was the worst kind of surprise he could think of. “Or did he tell you to not tell me?” 

The stewardess laughed and nodded her head, leaving him to pout alone. He looked at his phone and saw no messages from Tony, and none from Pepper either. And definitely nothing on their group chat that they had together. Not since three days ago, when he’d sent how excited he was to see the both of them soon, and they had both replied with a heart. Peter groaned again as the jet took off, the sun just beginning to set. 

“We have your favorite tonight.” The stewardess came up to him a little later, holding a tray that had some of his favorite pizza in Manhattan. “Care for a drink?” 

“Coke is fine. Unless I should be sleeping?” He couldn’t tell which way the plane was flying - for all he knew it was flying south, but it could be going across the Atlantic, or it could be going towards the west coast. “What time is it at our destination?” 

“Enjoy your meal, Mr. Parker.” She offered no answer to him as she went to the back of the cabin. 

Peter sighed as he opened the pizza box, happy to see his favorite pizza. But that nausea remained, as he tried not to let the anxiety overtake him. He picked up the remote and turned it to the channel he knew would show the flight plan. “Aha!” He cried out, happy to see that the plane was heading towards the west. Yes, this he could deal with. “Malibu!” 

He should have realized that’s where he was being flown to. Tony and Pepper had just bought a vineyard out in Malibu - close to where Tony’s house had been prior to the Mandarin sinking it into the ocean. But he hadn’t realized it was already completed - being busy with studies at MIT really kept him out of the loop. Only another year until he would move on to his master’s, and then a doctorate. 

Finally feeling better about everything, Peter began to eat his pizza, and flipped the channel to be one of the movie stations. It was one of the newer blockbusters that he’d heard from Ned was an okay flick. It would pass the time, which was good because now that Peter knew where he was going, he was getting anxious for another reason - he wanted to be in LA with his lovers. 

His lovers. That was still such a wild concept to him. After graduating school, he’d taken a gap year and had traveled around the world with both Tony and Pepper as they did business. One day, while they had been in Italy, he’d had a bit too much to drink and had admitted he liked the two of them more than he probably should. More wine had been poured, and Pepper had convinced him to join them in the bedroom. That night, everything had changed in the best way imaginable for Peter. He gained not one, but two amazing lovers that he fell madly in love with. 

People at school always asked him why he didn’t date anyone. It wasn’t that he was embarrassed about his relationship with his two lovers - he wasn’t. But considering that one was a very public figure and with his wife - they were a very high profile couple, he didn’t think anyone would believe him. No one on campus knew that he was Spiderman; he didn’t want someone to piece together it was him, so he’d hung up the suit for the duration of his stay in Cambridge. He gave the excuse that he didn’t have time to find the love of his life while he was busy being on an accelerated track to receiving his diploma. That seemed to be a satisfactory answer for anyone that bothered him. Most students left him alone, which was fine by him. 

The plane began to descend into the LA basin, Peter looking out the window to watch their approach. New York was home, but this - this was a sprawling metropolis that he’d only gotten to see through the lens of a camera - be it a movie, or a video on Youtube. Seeing it in person didn’t do it justice. It was magical and amazing, and Peter couldn’t believe he was getting to see this with his own eyes. 

He waited for the cabin door to open, and then grabbed his bag and wondered who would be there to pick him up. Or would it be someone like Happy, only the west coast version of him? Excitement began to perk him up, his body not accepting that it was currently almost midnight while it was barely nine in the evening here. He was going to see his lovers soon - that was enough to perk him up. 

Walking down the flight of stairs, he saw an Audi parked on the tarmac, and felt his heart jump when he saw both of his lovers standing next to the car, waiting for him with smiles on their faces. Peter went to Pepper first, dropping his bag onto the floor as he walked into her arms and gave him a warm embrace with a very slow and sensual kiss that he savored for a few minutes too long. 

“Excuse me?” Tony tapped him on the shoulder, Peter choosing to ignore it because he knew that it was going to bother Tony that he’d gone to Pepper first, but he didn’t care. He continued kissing her, enjoying the way her body felt against his as their tongues touched with slow, lazy strokes. “Okay, enough. He’s mine too, you know.” 

Peter broke off the kiss with a soft laugh, turning to look at Tony before feeling Pepper pull away from him so he could go and step into his arms. “Hi, Tony.” He greeted him, and was planning on saying something more, but Tony grabbed him and dipped him as he kissed him with an equal amount of enthusiasm that he’d just shared with Pepper. But unlike hers, where it was slow and sweet, his was all fire and passion, Peter’s heart pounding hard in his chest as he clung tight to the billionaire - holding onto the man that had taught him everything he knew about anything. 

“Now who’s making a show of it?” Pepper teased, soft laughter leaving her mouth as the two of them continued to kiss. “Come on, boys - let’s go home and we can continue this conversation in a more intimate setting.” 

Tony stared into his eyes, Peter getting lost in them as he tried to regain some sort of normal breathing pattern after their intense kiss. “Good to see you again, baby.” Tony murmured low, rubbing his nose against Peter’s. “Been a long couple of months.” 

“You can say that again.” He grinned, and then found himself back in an upright position, Tony’s arm hooked through his as Pepper held his hand. “This was a very nice surprise. I thought I was going to New York.” 

“Plans changed, as they always seem to do for us.” Tony opened the backseat for him, and he got in with Pepper following him. “We wanted to surprise you with a fun trip - we had planned on whisking you off to Lake Cuomo but again - we got stuck here.” 

“Through no fault but your own.” Pepper reminded him, as Peter rested his head on her shoulder while Tony got into the driver’s seat. “This could have been avoided. But it’s okay - you haven’t seen our place yet out here, so this will be a nice opportunity to share with you what we’ve built for us.” 

Hearing that ‘us’ made Peter’s stomach do a little flip-flop. “Do you guys have bottles for sale yet?” 

“We do. It’s not making as much profit as we’d like right now, but it’ll do.” Pepper’s hand touched his face, pushing some of the unruly curls that had found their way to his forehead. “You need a haircut.” 

“I think it looks nice, Peter.” Tony commented, his eyes meeting his through the rearview mirror. “I bet it’s going to look great after a few rounds of sex.” 

A deep blush began to spread over Peter’s cheeks, his eyes meeting Tony’s again through the rearview mirror. He slid his arm around Pepper’s waist, wanting to feel her a little closer to him as filthy thoughts began to appear in his brain. “Is that a promise?” He said, his voice taking on a darker tone as he put his hand on the top of Pepper’s thigh. He felt her shift a little in his grasp, and then heard her moan softly near his ear as his fingers gently pushed against the soft flesh of her inner thigh. “Maybe you should drive faster, Tony.” 

“You two behave back there.” The car started to travel marginally faster. Anyone else, and Peter would have said to slow down, but he knew that Tony was an excellent driver, and would never put any of their lives into danger. 

They drove up a long windy hill, a private road that led to their estate. Peter had kept his hand where it was, but hadn’t done anything else with it as he didn’t want to disobey what Tony had said. He would be good - but he knew that Pepper had wanted him to do something more as she kept subtly trying to shift on the seat, but his fingers stayed planted where they were on her thigh. The car came to a stop in front of a gorgeous mansion - the largest house Peter had ever seen. But he didn’t have time to admire it, as Tony had practically slammed on the brakes, and then pulled the two of them out of the back of the car. 

Laughter rang between the three of them as he was pulled up two flights of stairs, finally winding up in a large bedroom that looked lived in. Clothes came off fast, Peter winding up in the center of bed, naked with his two lovers on either side of him. He reached for Tony first, while he put his hand between Pepper’s thighs, his fingers delving into her wet folds as he kissed Tony with an eagerness that had him moaning into his mouth. Tony put his hand on Peter’s cock, giving him some much needed attention that had him moaning like a cat in heat - he needed more, but at the same time was completely satisfied by what was happening to him. 

He slowly pushed two fingers into Pepper’s folds, the thick juices of her arousal slipping down them as he worked her pussy. He turned onto his side and felt Tony’s hand starting to prep his own ass as he pushed Pepper to lay down on the bed, his mouth soon finding its way to the top of her mound. His fingers stayed buried inside of her while he licked at her clit, making her orgasm not once but twice as he kept pumping his fingers in and out of her. 

Tony grabbed onto his hips, and pulled him back to lay on top of him. Peter’s back resting against Tony’s chest as he felt his lover’s cock slip into his body. His chest arched up as he moaned loud, that sudden fullness pushing him right into that spot he’d been missing so much the last few months. Pepper’s mouth returned the favor he’d just given to her, Peter pushing his fingers through her soft red locks as Tony helped control the pace that was to be set by his movements. 

His mind began to buzz with the need to orgasm, his own release coming too quickly. But he knew that as soon it was over, he’d be treated to another. Moaning loud, he tried to warn Pepper by pulling on her hair, but her mouth stayed glued to his cock as he began to come hard, his entire body growing warm as Tony’s cock began to push right up against his prostate - giving him the most intense orgasm he’s had in awhile. 

And, like he thought, as soon as Pepper was done sucking all of the life out of him, he was brought back to full hardness, and then watched as she got up on top of him, Peter now the meat in a Pepper and Tony sandwich. Turning his head, he found Tony’s mouth and kissed him with sloppy wet kisses, as Pepper sank herself down onto his cock. Feeling her warmth around him made him moan loud and long, her own passionate moans as she rode his cock driving him mad. Couple that with how Tony kept saying dirty things into his ear as he pounded his cock hard into his body - it brought Peter to another orgasm far too fast. 

Nails dragged down his chest as Pepper continued to get off of his cock, her folds squeezing and fluttering around his still hard flesh. Peter was stuck between his lovers and was loving every single second of it. He heard Tony moan low, and then his cock found its way deeper inside of Peter, the warm rush of his release sending Peter flying back over the edge as he moaned in tandem with him, Pepper moaning loud as his fingers worked her clit, the three of them climaxing as one unit.

Tony pulled out of him before Pepper moved, Peter grunting as he tried to stay tight but failed miserably. Tony’s mess spilled out of him, but with Tony peppering kissing on his neck, he knew the man didn’t mind. Pepper still had yet to move off of him, now choosing to lay on top of him, her breasts rubbing against his chest as they shared a few kisses together before she shared a few with Tony. “Welcome home, Peter.” She smiled, and kissed him again. 

“It’s good to be here.” He said, laughing as he felt her slip off of his softened cock. She walked over to the bathroom and grabbed a towel, Peter now acting as the little spoon to Tony, who was cuddling him from behind. “Did you miss me?” He asked, knowing the answer already. 

“Of course we did, baby.” Tony murmured into his ear, tugging a little on the shell of his ear with a playful bite. “You know we always miss you when you’re not with us.” 

“Are you still on track to start your master’s work soon?” Pepper asked, as she came back to bed with a warm washcloth and towel, and began to clean the both of them up with gentle touches. “You know, you could always finish your work out here at CalTech.” 

Peter had thought about that, after Tony had mentioned they’d be out in California for a bit, but then his aunt was still in Queens. “I know. Maybe I’ll do a semester over here, instead of going over to Oxford.” 

“Like hell you will.” A soft smack to his ass had him groaning softly, his cock beginning to perk up again as Tony gave his ass another smack. “You are going to Oxford. No buts about it - we’ll just have to take an extended vacation over there when you do.” 

He smiled, and nodded his head. “I’d love that.” He looked over at Pepper, who was now running her well manicured nails up and down his torso, causing goosebumps to appear. “Is this how the rest of the week is going to be?” 

“It’ll be whatever you want it to be, sweetie.” Pepper smiled, as her hand found its way down to his cock. The long nail scratched at his hardening length, his appetite definitely not fulfilled yet by his two lovers. “Tony - he’s perking up again. Mind if I have a little more fun with our baby?” 

“By all means.” Tony guided Peter to be between his wife’s thighs, the tip of Peter’s cock now pushing against her wet folds. “Let me watch the two people I love most in the world have some fun together.” 

Peter turned his head and kissed Tony with a long kiss, as he rolled his hips forward to sink his cock back into Pepper’s body. He pulled away and began to really take care of Pepper, his mouth now playing with her breast as he slowly fucked her, her inner walls feeling like silk against his cock. Peter felt Tony’s hand start to tease his ass, and then groaned as he felt his lover start to fuck him with his fingers. He brought Pepper to an orgasm, and then began to come deep inside of her only seconds later, trying so hard to not come before her. 

“Perfect…” Tony murmured, his hand no longer inside of his ass. “God, you two are fucking gorgeous, you know that?” 

“Say sweeter things to us.” Pepper laughed, the post-coitus glow on her face making her look ethereal to Peter. “Don’t worry - it’ll be your turn soon.” 

“Oh, I’m not worried, sweetheart.” Peter fell back against Tony, and laughed as his lover put his arms around him. “Now, I think Peter needs a little sleep. Let’s let him recharge, and then we can all have a little more fun. What do you say, Pete?” 

He was already asleep, completely tuckered out after all of the fun he’d just had with his two lovers. Snuggling closer to Tony, he stayed asleep with a big smile on his face, happy to be home with his two lovers. 

***

The week went by a lot faster than he would have liked, and by the end of it, it was really difficult to say goodbye to both Pepper and Tony. 

“I don’t want to go.” He wasn’t ashamed to cry, tears running down his face as they stood on the tarmac, hugging each other in a threeway hug. “I’m going to miss you so much.” 

“We’ll see you again soon, sweetie.” Pepper cupped his cheek, then kissed his lips. “It’ll be the holidays before you know it. For that, we’ll be back in New York.” 

“Promise?” 

“On my life.” Tony nodded his head, as he kissed Peter softly. “Go be brilliant at MIT.” 

“I’ll do my best.” 

“I know you will, baby.” 

He got onto the plane, and was happy to see them standing on the tarmac as the plane took off. Peter closed his eyes and relived some of the memories from the past week as the plane took him back to the east coast. It had been one hell of a week with his lovers, and Peter knew that Pepper was right - it wasn’t that far off until the holidays, when he would have a two month break. He planned on spending every single second with them. 

XxX

Cross-posted to AO3

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[trashystarker]

wily ways - a pepterony one shot

Title: wily ways  Fandom: MCU  Pairing: Pepterony (Pepper Potts x Tony Stark x Peter Parker)  Rating: Mature (NSFW - Shibari - Toys - Pegging - Mild Humiliation - Sub Space - Bottom!Tony - Fluff and Smut)  Word Count: ~3k Summary: Tony acts poorly, and has to endure some strong punishment from his two lovers. 

A/N: Here’s my gift for @tavreth for the Starker Kink Exchange. :) Please enjoy! 

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Tony heard the soft clicking coming down the hallway, his hands pausing what they were doing on his keyboard as he waited to hear them grow louder. He looked over at the desk nearby him, and saw Peter had his earbuds in, probably listening to something loud that could drown him out as he knew that today was going to be a difficult one. But so far he hadn’t made a sound, which Peter should be proud of, but again - of all the days, today is the day he decided to focus on his work instead of teasing Tony. Because Tony was already in a heightened state thanks to what he and their other lover decided to do to him earlier in the morning. 

He shifted on his chair, the minimal movement making the ropes that were tied to perfection dig a little bit more into the skin on his torso. He’d chosen to wear a baggier shirt than normal to hide the fact that he currently was tied up in a way that wasn’t very professional, but then again - when did he really ever dress ‘professionally’? The knots dug into his skin, releasing a burst of endorphins that could go nowhere as there was something keeping him docile in a way that he wanted to say was cruel punishment, but knowing it was there was ultimately the biggest turn on for him at the moment, which again - he couldn’t do anything about it. 

Another subtle shift made him feel the cool metal of the cock cage that his semi-flaccid penis was locked inside, the cage touching his inner thigh. That got a noise to fall from his mouth, his eyes rolling back for a quick second as the initial shock passed through his system. He set both of his hands down on the desk, palms down. Peter continued to tap tap tap away at his desk, bobbing his head to a tune Tony could tell was a fast tempo piece. Tony released another audible groan as he shifted his weight again in the chair, goosebumps appearing on his arms as the shift made the ropes tighten up again. 

Knock knock knock.

Looking up, he wanted to glare at the door because he knew who was behind it, but instead put on an air of defiance as he kept his palms flat on the desk. “Come on in.” He called out, taking a long, deep breath through his nostrils. 

“Good morning, you two.” Their shared lover - well, his first but then Peter fell into his life and it just made sense to bring him in as a third, opened the door and walked into their office. But now he was rethinking this as the two of them had been quite the team this morning putting him into his current position. Pepper Potts came up to his desk with a smile on her face, one that he could feel his cock wanting to perk up to but couldn’t because she decided he needed to be sedated for the day. “How is everyone this morning?” 

The door to the office closed, and he saw Peter spin around in his chair to look at Pepper with a bright smile on his face. “Morning, Pepper!” He stood up and walked over to her, giving her a kiss on her cheek, Tony squirming a little on his chair as it never failed to turn him on seeing the two of them interact in such a way together. “I didn’t hear you come in. Been listening to some loud music while I take a look at some of the results of the latest R and D tests.” 

“Oh? That’s good, Peter.” She turned towards him, Peter’s arm now resting comfortably around Pepper’s waist. “And how are you, Tony?” The red pencil skirt that she wore hugged her curves in all the right places, the blouse she wore hanging low to expose her cleavage in a way that was professional yet extremely fuckable. “You look a little….tense.” 

His hands were still laying flat on the desk as he looked at his two lovers, who both had identical smirks on their faces. “Fuck you both.” He breathed through the tension that was currently making him feel like he was in between worlds at the moment - he wasn’t really here, but he was. “This….is a new low.” 

“You were a bad boy last night.” Pepper walked over to the desk, and set her tablet down. “You should have behaved, because right now?” She touched the tie that was around his neck, but then went and grabbed onto one of the strands of rope, and gave a firm tug on it. A deep moan left Tony’s mouth as it dug into his skin more. “You are being punished. You don’t get to have any sort of fun.” 

“I’m sorry.” He was. Sort of. Last night had been fun, and yes - he had been a brat, but neither of them had said anything bad about it. He really wanted to be fucked by Peter, and while Pepper had said that it was her turn, he threw a minor tantrum and finally got his way. Now he was being denied in the only way his lovers knew he would behave - by virtually making him useless. However, the ropes were an added bonus - as Peter had told Pepper that he loved being in them. So, why not take away his cock and keep him in a permanent state of denial? He looked up at Pepper, and could hear himself breathing rather hard for someone just sitting in a chair. “I’ve learned my lesson.” 

“I don’t think you have.” She gave another tug on one of the knots, Tony lifting himself up off the chair as he followed her pull. She dropped her hand, and pushed him back into the chair, his ass hitting it hard. “Peter - has he been making any sort of noise?” 

“Peter.” 

He looked at his young lover, and saw him look over at him with sympathetic eyes. “It’s one of the reasons why my music has been so loud. I don’t think he realizes he’s making them.” 

“Oh?” Pepper stepped away from the desk, and walked back over to where Peter was standing. “Friday? Let me see the security footage of this room for the last forty-five minutes.” 

“Yes, Ms. Potts.” Friday’s voice came through the overhead speakers. 

Tony refused to look at the screen when he heard himself on the recording making a lewd noise. His cheeks burned as he looked down at his desk, staring a hole into it, as if if willing himself to leave this stupid situation. He heard himself make another noise, and then shook his head. He dropped down to his knees and crawled his way over to where both Peter and Pepper were standing, hoping that his behavior would earn him a reprieve. 

“You were given specific instructions on how to behave this morning.” The tip of Pepper’s shoe touched his knuckles, Tony dropping his head down to press a kiss to the top of her foot. “This won’t work, Tony.” 

He knew it would, because he knew what got his lovers off as much as he knew what got himself off. And right now, his cock was really pushing against the confines of the cage to the point of pain. He wanted to stop being turned on, but Pepper’s presence was enough to drive him mad with lust under normal circumstances. Right now it was through the roof, and he was having a very difficult time trying to maintain some semblance of composure. 

“I’m sorry.” He tried again, this time without the attitude behind the words. He meant it - he was sorry for his actions, because right now all he wanted was relief. “It won’t happen again.” 

“Yes, it will.” Peter commented, a hand coming down to touch his chin. He stared up at him, getting lost in his brown eyes as he looked down at him with an equal amount of longing in them. “You should have let Pepper have her way with you, Tony.” 

“She can have her way with me now.” Tony’s eyes closed as Peter began to stroke his jawline, the pad of his finger going against the grain of his facial hair. “I’ll be good. I swear.” 

“Empty promises.” Long nails scratched at his scalp, his head lolling to the side so that Pepper could tease his scalp more. 

He shook his head, the desire to please both of his lovers stronger than it had been in months. It was a heady feeling, and one he willingly stepped into, even though he knew they were in an environment where this might not be the best idea. “They’re not.” Opening his eyes, he looked up at Pepper, and saw her blue eyes looking back at him with the same expression he knew was on Peter’s face. “Please, Pep.” He begged, his voice cracking from the desire he had to please her. “I swear I will be good.” 

“You can swear all you want - but that doesn’t mean the cage is being removed.” She ran her nails down the nape of his neck, sending a sharp shiver through his body as he let the feeling take over him. “What do you think, sweetie? Has he had enough?” 

“I think so.” 

Tony wanted to cry in relief, but instead dropped his head to kiss the top of Peter’s foot, wanting to show him the same reverence he’d just shown to Pepper. “Thank you, Pete.” He didn’t want to sound too pathetic, but right now all of his senses were dialed to an eleven, so he had no idea if it was working or not. 

“Can you walk to the elevator with us?” Pepper asked him, as she grabbed onto his chin. “Look at me, Tony.” He stared up at her, noticing her lips moving but couldn’t really understand what was being said. “Safe word?” 

“Porcupine.” He said it automatically, wondering if he’d done something wrong. “I’m sorry.” 

“You are perfect, Tony.” Pepper’s glossed lips touched him with a kiss to his lips, leaving him slightly breathless as he sank back onto his knees with a pleased smile on his lips. “Peter - help me with him?” 

“Of course, Pepper.” 

He felt two different sets of hands touch his arms - Peter on his left, with Pepper on his right. They pulled him up into a standing position, and that sent another burst of endorphins through his body as the rope shifted again under his shirt. His cock hurt but he knew it would be okay soon. The three left the office together, and took the private elevator up to the top floor - their shared penthouse apartment. 

Looking around, he was surprised to see that they were in their bedroom, not at all remembering leaving his office. “W-What are we doing here?” His words were slightly slurred, his brain still muddling through the sub high as he felt Peter’s fingers start to open the buttons on his shirt. “P-Peter…?” 

“You’ve been so good, Tony.” Peter’s warm smile brought heat to his chest and stomach as Peter got him undressed. His fingers slid under the ropes, Tony openly moaning at the soft caresses. “Yes - that feels nice, doesn’t it?” He whimpered softly, and gave a small nod of his head. 

“Sweetie - why don’t you take care of his pants too?” Pepper held the key to his cock cage in her hand, showing him. He released a louder moan as Peter kneeled down and took care of taking his pants and underwear off. “Now, Tony - this doesn’t mean the punishment is over.” She snaps her fingers in front of his face. “Pay attention.” 

He nodded, but his attention was on Peter, who he could feel breathing near his caged cock, his body dying to be set free. “Listening….Pep…” 

“He’s not.” Peter chuckled softly, his eyes still locked onto Tony’s. “He’s really in it right now, Pepper.” 

“I can see that.” She handed him something. “Why don’t you do the honors?” 

“Are you going to go get some fun toys?” 

Tony moaned as he felt cool hands touch the cage, his cock throbbing steadily as he tried to keep calm. Whatever Pepper had said to Peter after his question was lost, as he began to give his full attention to Peter’s fingers. Ice touched the cage making him hiss, but he knew it was necessary if the cage was going to be pulled off properly without hurting him. His cock shrank in size, and then the cage was removed by his young lover, who then pressed a kiss to the tip of his cock, making his knees buckle. He fell to the ground with a hard thud, but felt no pain as every other part of his body was feeling electrified. 

“Tony!” He heard Pepper gasp, but then she was behind him, kissing his shoulders, the nape of his neck, all the places he loved to feel her lips. “You have to be careful!” She exclaimed softly into his ear, as something hard pushed up against his loose hole. “Sweetie, grab me the lube, would you…?” 

“Of course, Pepper.” 

All he could do was wait patiently, as Pepper continued to prod against his ass with something hard and stiff. The ropes that were wrapped around his torso were pulled on by two sets of hands, the sounds of kissing filling his ears. He tried to open his eyes, as the thought of seeing Pepper and Peter making out was one of his favorite things to view but then the dildo that was strapped on to Pepper’s body was inching its way into his body, and all he could do was think about how good it felt to finally get what he wanted. 

He was pulled back up onto his knees, the softness under them helping to keep him balanced. They had moved to the bed at some point - when, he had no idea. All he knew was that Pepper was fucking him nice and slow, and Peter was tugging on his ropes while stroking his cock at the same pace that Pepper was using. His voice cracked when he came hard, the orgasm surprising him as he hadn’t realized how close he already was to one. But with everything that had been happening, it didn’t surprise him. 

“Did we say you could come?” Pepper’s soft voice cut through some of the haze in his mind, Tony whimpering an apology to her. A kiss to his cheek told him she wasn’t upset - she was teasing him. “It’s alright, love. We’re going to make you come again, aren’t we, sweetie?” 

“Yes, we are.” Peter’s lips were now kissing up the length of his cock, Tony’s body responding by pushing forward against his lips, then back to feel more of the thick toy that Pepper was fucking him with. “Go ahead and come again for us, Tony…” 

He knew he was safe here with these two, as they drove him mad with their wily ways. His own guttural moans didn’t reach his ears as he was blissfully high from the sex his two lovers were sharing with him. It felt good to be like this, tears of happiness starting to stream down his face as he felt Peter’s mouth suck him off. It was almost too much for him, his mind going blank as another orgasm hit him hard. The toy had pushed right up against his prostate and began to vibrate, sending him careening over the edge. He heard Pepper moan in approval, and knew that she’d also found her own pleasure, her rapid breathing telling him everything he needed to know. And then, he heard Peter moan around his cock, and soon felt something warm splash onto his thigh, as the three of them all came within moments of one another. 

The rope around his torso was pulled away, Tony laying on his side on the bed as he tried to remember how to breathe properly. Peter laid behind him, his chest to his back, as he smoothed out the indentations on his skin as Pepper kissed his lips softly over and over. He cried happy tears, feeling the love and warmth from his two most favorite people. His brain began to shut down, and he soon fell asleep with a pleased smile on his face. 

Tony woke up a little while later, and saw Pepper was looking right at him. “That was wild, Pep.” He complimented her, smiling softly as she returned his smile. 

“You were very impressive.” She nodded her head, then he felt Peter’s arm hug him a little closer. “Sweetie - do you think we should make this a regular thing?” 

“Definitely.” Peter nodded his head, as he rested his chin on Tony’s shoulder. “But I’m not sure Tony can handle it.” 

“Excuse you, yes I can.” Pepper handed him a bottle of water, which he gulped down in three long gulps. “I’ll show you, youngin’.” 

His lovers’ laughter made him smile as he sank back onto the pillows and felt himself being surrounded by the two of them. “We’ll see. No promises.” Pepper kissed the tip of his nose, then tucked herself underneath his chin. “Love you, Tony.” 

“Love you too, baby.” He turned his head and kissed Peter, groaning softly as he could still taste himself on Peter’s lips. “And you too, Pete.” 

“Love you both lots.” Peter smiled. 

If this was going to be a regular thing every week, Tony couldn’t wait to see what sort of punishment they would come up with next. Nothing could possibly top what they had come up with for today, and really - that thought excited him again. He heard Pepper groan, but then felt her fingers start to play with his cock, while he casually pushed his hips backwards suggestively against Peter. Yes - it would be fun no matter what. 

XxX

Cross-posted to AO3

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[iloveyou3thousand]

rest easy

Someone on Discord suggested Tony staying up while Peter and Pepper go to bed and then finding them together in the morning, and it’s so cute I had to write it so here’s a lil drabble of it!

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“Tony…”

“Just a couple more minutes, Pete. Don’t wait up for me.” Tony waved a hand without looking up from his project to where Peter stood in his workshop just a few feet away from him, with Pepper leaned in the doorway across the room, hip cocked against the frame and her arms crossed over her chest.

She had probably sent Peter ahead to try and convince him, but when Tony latched onto an idea, there was no stopping him, and no sense in trying.

Peter exuded an exasperated energy when he stepped in and pressed a kiss to Tony’s head, his hand smoothing across the older man’s shoulder for a moment, before he pulled away and retreated.

“Night, Tony,” he said over his shoulder.

Tony just hummed.

Peter approached Pepper, who put an arm around him and walked with him toward the elevator. The look on Peter’s face told her enough, but she still asked.

“What did he say?”

“He told me not to wait up.”

Pepper made a noise as if it was exactly what she’d expected, and she squeezed Peter a little closer into her side. “Don’t mind him, Pete,” she said sweetly, “Let’s just call it a night.”

Tony didn’t realize that he’d been up all night until Jarvis kindly informed him it was a few minutes to sunlight, and if Tony wanted to switch from artificial light to natural light as soon as it was possible.

He gave a big yawn, eyes watering subsequently, and stretched.

“You know what? Turn everything off. Turn it all off. I’m going to bed.”

He rode the elevator up to the penthouse and dragged his feet as he slowly ventured through the living room and toward the bedroom further inside his personal quarters. He briefly debated showering, but after sniffing his own shirt for a moment, he decided that wasn’t necessary. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d taken care of himself, but it couldn’t have been too long ago.

The door to his bedroom swung open soundlessly, and when Tony lay eyes on the scene before him, he was glad that it hadn’t made a noise.

The curtains were only partially drawn, allowing the soft light from the early morning sun as it crept just above the trees beyond the premises into the room. The way it fell onto the bed made Tony want to grab his phone and take a picture, but he was frozen on the spot, watching.

In the bed there were two figures.

Pepper was balanced on one side of the bed, so close to the edge that Tony thought it was a miracle she hadn’t rolled over and fallen out yet. Her hair was fanned artfully across her pillow, the light falling in through the window accentuating its natural strawberry blonde. Her eyes were closed, expression peaceful, and her cheek rested on top of Peter’s unruly mop of curls where he had his face buried against her shoulder. Their arms were wrapped around each other, and with the placement of Pepper’s hand on the back of Peter’s neck, Tony could tell she must have been caressing his hair before they fell asleep.

Getting to find them like this was a treat.

Tony considered backing out of the room again and leaving them be – but the temptation to join them was far greater.

Tony stripped, and peeled one corner of the covers back so he could slide in behind Peter. And briefly, he wondered if they’d left that kind of space in the bed because they assumed he’d be joining them. He tried not to think about it too much. He was here now.

Peter was extraordinarily warm and inviting, as per usual. He sidled up against his back, draping an arm over his side, stretching out to lay his hand somewhere halfway up Pepper’s ribs.

Whenever he got to lie down with them, he couldn’t understand why he’d ever want to be anywhere else. Why did he choose to work in the workshop, or down in the lab, for hours upon hours until he had completely exhausted himself, if he could instead rest easy with the two loves of his life every night if he so wished to?

He could have probably thought of a few reasons why if he hadn’t been so exhausted, and so warm with his cheek resting against Peter’s shoulder, body relaxing to the sound of gentle breathing.

Neither of the other two so much as stirred as Tony settled in and closed his eyes, but Pepper’s hand on the back of Peter’s neck shifted to push gently into his hair, and Tony was done for.

He fell asleep within seconds, knowing that soon, he’d get the privilege of waking up the same way he’d gone to sleep – feeling like the luckiest man on earth.

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[iloveyou3thousand]

I like the way you think

Summary: Peter and Tony are in bed when Pepper comes in to show off their new toy.

Read it on AO3 here.

Warnings: PWP, sex toys, pegging, bottom Tony Stark, double (anal) penetration, belly bulging

Word count: 2555

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“I was going to say I have a present for you, but I can see you’re busy. Should I come back another time?”

Tony and Peter’s faces both turned toward where Pepper stood with a package in hand in the doorway at the same time. Peter looked embarrassed but not like he was about to move off of Tony’s back, and while Tony looked sufficiently sheepish, he didn’t make a move to push the other off either.

“No, no not at all. We’re never too busy for you, Pep,” Tony said so casually that Peter had to lift his head so that he could give him a puzzled look. What did he mean not at all? As if Peter wasn’t balls deep and Pepper had just walked in on it happening!

“Perfect,” Pepper said, and closed the bedroom door behind her on her way in.

Peter couldn’t help but hold onto Tony a little bit tighter, subsequently pushing in deeper, which had Tony making a soft, satisfied noise. If Pepper noticed, she didn’t comment on it.

Pepper put the brown package in her hands down and took the top off, and both men in the bed craned their necks to try and see what was inside.

The box itself was unmarked and didn’t give anything away, which in turn was already a hint for Tony.

Tony knew these packages. He knew what came out of them, and he knew what would follow, and just that thought alone had his cock twitch where it was trapped against the mattress.

Peter, however, had never seen them before, or heard about them, and thus was not prepared for Pepper taking out what looked to be a large dildo on first glance. Peter nearly sputtered.

“I thought you weren’t coming down from College this weekend, so I arranged for something to keep us busy,” Pepper said, other hand reaching into the box to reveal a harness, and Peter realized that it was a strap-on, which could mean one of two things. Either Pepper enjoyed something bigger every now and again… Or Tony did.

Or both, really. But if he thought about that then he might lose his cool and dump his load into Tony early, and he wasn’t planning on doing that. They had only just started.

That thought rang true more than ever when Tony suggested, oh so casually, that they demonstrate, since Peter looked as if he was about ready to burst.

“I think you’ll like it,” Tony teased him, “Look at you, you can’t even take your eyes off it. Do you want to see me take it, baby?”

Peter, knowing that it was of no use to start lying to himself and others now, nodded wordlessly instead of trying to deny himself this.

And by god was he glad that he accepted. Beside the bed, Pepper slowly undressed, looking absolutely stunning as ever. Peter’s eyes were drawn down as she picked up the harness and stepped into it, tightening it around her hips and thighs until the straps were pressed into her skin and would undoubtedly leave angry red lines once she removed them.

She disappeared into the bathroom briefly to clean the toy thoroughly before use, and when she came back she had attached it to the harness, and it swung dangerously low with the weight of it. No wonder Pepper had tightened the straps so firmly. It must have been heavy.

As if on cue, Peter crawled off Tony, and sat back on his heels to put his full, undivided attention on the woman approaching the bed. He preferred to top himself, but seeing her like that could have made him doubt everything.

Tony spread his legs wider on the bed, still face down, hole glistening and winking at them, still perfectly prepped from where Peter had previously been fucking him down into the mattress.

Pepper removed the box from the bed to give them all the space they needed, knelt down behind Tony, and started lubing up the head of the dildo.

It was large, mostly sizeable in length rather than girth, although even Peter would have felt small beside it if it had been real. It was a pale, fleshy color, and it glistened obscenely where Pepper’s slick hand moved over it.

Peter let out a shuddery breath, drawing Pepper’s attention.

“Do you like it?” She asked him softly, stroking the cock as if it were her own, as if she were trying to pleasure herself with the motion, and Peter swallowed.

“It’s really big,” he murmured in awe, and Pepper flashed him a grin and a wink.

“He’s never taken this big before.”

But Tony didn’t protest. He just arched his back a little farther, pushed out his ass a little more, and Peter watched as Pepper lined up the large head of the dildo and... Jesus. The way Tony’s body swallowed it up was just obscene. Peter reached a hand down and stroked himself slowly, just to be able to take off the edge a little, tension building.

Tony groaned as Pepper pushed in deeper, making him take inch after inch of the toy. She rocked her hips gently when Tony’s body seemed to seize, trying to pull away from the intrusion, but never actually calling for Pepper to stop.

What had to be a good eleven inches disappeared into Tony slowly but surely, with a lot of gentle coaxing and a lot of soft praise from Pepper, until the silicone balls of the toy were pressed up to Tony’s overstretched hole.

The scene from where Peter was sitting was incredible. Pepper looked beautiful, and Tony’s expressions as the toy inched deeper inside of him were forever etched into his retina, and his cock was straining so hard that if he touched himself now, he would certainly come within seconds, so he purposely kept his hand away from his crotch for now and allowed his cock to lay straining between his thighs.

“Such a good boy,” Pepper purred to Tony, lining up her chest to Tony’s back so she could kiss at his neck, at the same spots Peter had been putting his mouth on just minutes ago.

As Peter watched on, Tony shimmied a hand free from where he had them folded under his head, and he reached down. Peter assumed he was reaching for his cock but the hand came to rest low on his belly, and Tony sucked in a breath, and then moaned loudly, and Peter’s brows knitted in confusion.

“Can you feel it?” Pepper purred into Tony’s ear, and Tony nodded breathlessly. When he spoke, he sounded like he had the wind knocked out of him.

“All the way to my belly button.”

Peter, still out of the loop, watched on in confusion for a moment. Then Tony reached out, took his hand, and Peter moved closer when Tony guided it toward his abdomen. Tony sucked in a breath again, and at first Peter wasn’t sure what he was doing, what he was supposed to feel – if he was supposed to feel anything – but then Pepper pulled out a few inches and pressed back in, and Peter blurted out a moan when he felt the toy move through Tony’s skin.

“Is that—” he gasped.

Tony moaned in response.

“Oh my god…” Peter had never seen or felt anything like it before. He’d never thought that something like this could be so incredibly arousing either. But the thought of a toy deep enough inside Tony that he could feel it move through his belly… That took the cake.

Peter squeezed his thighs together, and Pepper chuckled against the back of Tony’s neck.

“I told you he was going to like it,” she hummed pleasantly, and Tony groaned in reply. “Keep your hand right there, sweetheart. Let me show you some more.”

Peter dutifully kept his hand on Tony’s skin just below his belly button, and watched as Pepper started to move in earnest now, pulling out and pushing back in with long strokes and languid rolls of her hips. Like she’d done it a thousand times before, which Peter started to realize now, she probably had.

And every time she bucked her hips, Peter could feel the toy nudge up against his fingers.

After a little while, when Tony’s once slightly pained moans turned into something softer, more relaxed, Pepper straightened up again and pet her hand through Tony’s hair, long nails scratching gently.

“Think you’re ready for a little more, Tony?” She asked. Peter narrowed his eyes. More? What on earth could she mean, more? The box was empty, and he honestly didn’t think that Tony would be able to take another couple of inches on top of what must have already thoroughly stirred his guts.

But Tony merely pressed himself back against the dildo again, and looked at Peter with a smile.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

“I think I’m thinking what you’re thinking. Peter?”

But Peter couldn’t for the life of him imagine what Tony and Pepper were brewing up in their shared hivemind. Only when Pepper wrapped her hand around the base of the toy and pressed her thumb gently past Tony’s already abused rim. If Peter hadn’t been sitting down his knees would have buckled seeing Tony stretched out so wide.

And Tony only moaned.

“Peter, come here,” Pepper said, and what could Peter do except obey?

She pulled out and held the toy in one hand. Tony let out a protesting groan and Peter’s mouth ran dry when Tony’s hole was gaping, clenching as it tried to close back up but to no avail. It looked so inviting. Slick down to Tony’s balls, open and waiting for him, as if he was just begging for Peter to fill him up.

“Go on,” Pepper encouraged as if she’d been reading his mind. Peter didn’t protest. He lined up and sank in with ease, marveling at how sloppy Tony was around him this time around, how loose and pliant. But not for long.

Pepper pressed up behind him, which already had Peter shiver.

She nudged Peter’s legs apart a little wider and his breath hitched when he could feel the toy in between his legs.

And then lining up along his own cock moving in and out of Tony, and—

Fuck. He knew exactly what Pepper and Tony had been thinking now.

Tony writhed helplessly beneath them as Pepper pushed the flared head of the dildo into him, his thighs trembling when his rim was forced to yield to both Peter’s cock and Pepper’s. It was a slow process, but gradually Tony’s body opened up, until it had both cocks swallowed down like it was nothing.

Peter’s hands dropped to the small of Tony’s back, and Pepper’s grabbed at the older man’s hips, and when Pepper moved, so did Peter, starting up a slow rhythm.

Peter knew he wasn’t going to last long like this. Tony had never been tighter around him, never been warmer, slicker, better, and it left him gasping mindlessly with every thrust.

Tony was a gorgeous mess beneath them. Peter couldn’t take his eyes off him. Every one of the man’s sounds went straight to Peter’s cock, and every nip of Pepper’s teeth against his neck had him shivering, until he knew he was about to reach his peak.

“I’m—” Peter managed, and Pepper nuzzled the back of his neck.

“It’s alright, sweetheart. I know. Me too. Go on then. Give it to him. Give Tony your load.”

Peter instantly froze up as if on demand and could no longer hold back. He came to a shuddery orgasm, twitching in between Pepper and Tony, who both eased him through it with encouraging words and slow movements. He’d never been treated quite so wonderfully through the aftermath.

Pepper eased out of Tony to let Peter slink away and drop himself onto his side on the bed so that he could fling an arm around Tony’s shoulders and kiss him.

“Seems to me we made someone very happy,” Tony sounded a bit rough but wonderful, and his kisses seemed particularly sweet at that moment.

Pepper’s hand ran through his hair again and he felt like he was floating.

“Now,” Pepper hummed. Peter looked up to see Pepper sitting naked on the bed, having discarded the strap-on which was now nowhere in sight, and she was coaxing Tony onto his back, “Let’s finish this, shall we?”

She climbed into Tony’s lap and sank down on his cock with ease. There was no doubt in Peter’s mind that she was thoroughly wet and sloppy, just taking Tony down like she’d been the one speared on the toy instead of him. She wasted no time setting up a pace, rolling her hips and grinding back onto Tony’s cock.

Tony’s hands flew to Pepper’s hips and he moaned harder than Peter ever heard him moan before. Sensitive, probably. No wonder. He’d just spent half an hour with a toy larger than his own forearm moving in and out of him with not a single touch to his dick.

Pepper pinched at one of her nipples with one hand and rubbed at her clit with the other as she rode Tony hard and fast, purposeful, and while Tony was never going to last long, neither did Pepper.

Tony seized up and groaned loudly, and Pepper gasped, muscles visibly going taut, and Peter watched the display from where he lay next to Tony and committed it all to memory.

He knew that if his refractory period had been seconds quicker, he would have been hard again almost instantly.

Pepper moaned lowly when she eventually lifted her hips, Tony’s softening cock slipping out and falling limp to the man’s stomach, cum dripping from between Pepper’s folds.

Peter had to squeeze his legs together to avoid becoming hard again. With the scene playing on loop in his mind’s eye and Pepper’s cunt so sloppy and wet with Tony’s cum…

He had to at least try and think of something else. Not that that was really possible.

Pepper dropped herself to Tony’s other side and kissed him languidly on the lips before snuggling up.

The three of them were quiet as they all caught their breath, the sweat on their foreheads cooling until Peter shivered, and Tony reached an arm out to pull him closer into his side too.

Framed by the two people he loved most following a thorough fucking, this was Tony’s favorite place to be. He rarely felt luckier.

“So what do you say, Petey?” he asked eventually when the three of them lay sated and sleepy, limbs loose and eyes mostly shut, “Was that satisfying enough?”

Peter mulled it over for a second, cheeks tinging pink when an idea formed. How could it not, with everything he had just seen and experienced? It was hardly his fault.

“Maybe…” he started, although he hesitated for a moment before he continued, “Maybe we could buy another, and see how much you can really take?”

Tony and Pepper were quiet for a moment. Then Pepper pushed herself up on an elbow, and looked down at the two men in their bed with a growing smile.

“I like the way you think, Peter. Oh, I definitely do.”

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[iloveyou3thousand]

Understatement

Warnings: Explicit Pepterony, porn without plot, double penetration (in two holes), bottom Pepper, come shot

Word count: 1095

A smutty continuation of this!

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Ever since Pepper was fired from the med bay, she’s been finding ways to repay Peter for how he saved her.

She makes him snacks, pays a little extra attention to him, gives him backrubs when he’s been out Spidermanning and he comes back looking a little worse for wear. Overall, she gives him more affection than she had been before, and she thoroughly enjoys watching Peter soak it all up. She loves the way Peter has started smiling so sweetly whenever their eyes meet, his expression always going soft around her.

It only makes driving him a little crazy when she rides him that much better.

She adores the look on his face when she slams her hips down on his cock, the way he moans when she ruts against him, his hands on her hips squeezing as if he’s trying to get a grip. He’s been getting less and less shy and Pepper takes full advantage of it.

Tony knows what’s been going on behind closed doors and has been very accepting. Encouraging, even. And well… When he decides to walk in while Pepper has just sunk herself down into Peter’s lap, and joins them on the bed, neither Pepper nor Peter protest.

“I hear she’s been treating you well,” he purrs to Peter with a big smile, and runs a hand through the boy’s hair where it’s starting to stick to his forehead.

Peter barely gets the words out when Pepper doesn’t even give him time to gather his thoughts, continuing to rock against him. “So good,” he breathes, and it makes both Tony and Pepper smile.

With the way Tony crawls over to kneel down behind Pepper and press against her shoulder to slowly lower her upper body toward Peter, it’s clear that he thinks that Pepper deserves a bit of a treat as well. After all, she was still the person who had landed in the hospital in the first place, not either of her boys.

Pepper frames Peter’s head on the pillow with her arms, elbows sinking into the bed to keep herself up enough so that she can freely kiss at Peter’s neck and shoulders – which Peter seems to really enjoy, if the way he moans at it is any indication, although that can also be the chance of angle.

Tony has Pepper’s cheeks spread within seconds and wastes no time laving his tongue over her puckered hole right above where she’s sitting on Peter’s cock. She moans against the side of Peter’s neck, slowing down her pace almost to a full stop so that she can enjoy Tony’s tongue on her.

This is not something she’s used to, but that only makes it better.

Tony works her open on his tongue and an added couple of fingers while she slowly grinds down on Peter’s cock. Until she’s ready for more.

Tony undresses and sits behind Pepper with a bottle of lube in hand. Although he’s been thorough, making his intentions clear, Pepper still doesn’t expect to actually get more than his fingers. Those alone could have easily finished her off, but it doesn’t end there.

She hears the rustling of clothes first, and when she looks over her shoulder Tony is undressing. She turns back to continue peppering Peter’s neck in little kisses and hears the cap of the bottle of lube open, and then close again. She knows what’s coming next.

Tony’s cock is big when it first nudges at Pepper’s hole. For all the prepping he’s done, it still takes a bit of patience to get the head of Tony’s cock into her, but when he does Pepper’s cursing and gripping at the bed sheets, grappling for purchase. The feeling’s overwhelming. She’s never been so full before, sitting on Peter’s cock while Tony sinks his into her other hole.

Tony murmurs encouragement, and Peter looks on in awe. Tony stills when he hits home, but he can give Pepper all the time in the world to adjust and it still won’t be enough.

But she takes it like she takes everything; by straightening her spine and showing her boys who’s boss.

She rocks back, and both men moan in unison.

There. That’s what she likes to hear.

Tony takes the hint and starts to move, and she moves along with him, grinding her hips in gyrating motions to swallow up Peter’s cock with her cunt while Tony rocks into her.

She was never going to last long, but the speed with which she is approaching orgasm is astounding. She’s determined to stave it off to make sure that her boys are satisfied first though. They always come first.

Peter shudders beneath her as his orgasm washes over him. His hands on her hips grab so firmly that she’s sure they’re leaving prints in their wake, but she can’t bring herself to care. Peter spills into her while Tony continues to fuck her from behind, speeding up when Peter has softened and slipped out of Pepper, leaving her loose and leaking his cum.

He kisses her when Tony takes over, hands on her hips and cock driving in deep with every thrust. Peter snakes his hand down to paw at Pepper’s clit, and while the angle is awkward it’s all it takes for Pepper to slowly lose it.

She clenches down hard and Tony stills deep inside her, dumping his load deep within while she’s still trembling through her own overwhelming orgasm.

She collapses on top of Peter and Peter welcomes her into his arms, chuckling at her satisfied groan. Tony sits back on his heels, cock softening between his legs, and admires the mess they made.

He almost wants to take out his phone and snap a picture.

And he would have, if Pepper hadn’t reached behind herself blindly to tug Tony down. Tony goes willingly to settle himself down against Peter’s side and drape an arm over Pepper’s waist, fondly watching her as she lies against Peter’s chest, smiling.

“That was really hot,” Peter murmurs when the silence stretching on between them seems to get to be too much for him.

“Pleasant surprise?” Tony asks in a teasing manner.

Pepper pulls him into a kiss, and then does the same to Peter.

She’s pleased. Beyond pleased. Satisfied, loose-limbed, and still basking in the afterglow. She can’t help but think that this is something she needs to keep in mind. There has to be a next time.

“Honey,” she chuckles, giving an exasperated little shake of her head, “That’s an understatement, and you know it.”

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[trashystarker]

the swingers life - a pepterony one shot

Title: The Swingers Life Fandom: MCU Pairing: Pepterony/Pepter (Pepper Potts/Peter Parker/Tony Stark)  Rating: Mature (NSFW - Open Relationship - Polyamory - Daddy Kink - Explicit Sexual Content)  Word Count: 5590 

Summary: Peter decides to visit his Sugar Daddy, but winds up instead meeting his wife and falls in over his head. 

A/N: @iloveyou3thousand dropped this wonderful prompt on Discord and I had to write it. Please enjoy! 

Prompt: okay pepterony with rich, established and very happy lowkey swingers pepperony, where tony's been "sponsoring" this kid to help him through college and pepper is used to this because tony's been kind of a sugar daddy to a couple of people before but then peter decides to drop by during his winter break to just hang out with tony and kind of thank him for how he's helped him so he shows up and he finds out only pepper is home, but pepper invites him in nonetheless and sees exactly why tony likes him so much send tweet

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Peter shuffles back and forth, looking up at the very tall building, his neck hurting as he tilts it back too much. This was a mistake. He shouldn’t have flown out here without telling Tony he was doing so. Pulling his phone out, he looked at the last message that he’d sent to him, and felt his heart pick up its pace as he saw his benefactor’s last selfie that he’d sent to him. Tony had been eating somewhere, and decided he wanted to share with Peter what he was eating, then Peter had begged for an actual selfie, not that the food porn wasn’t nice. So Tony had obliged, and that was the last he’d heard from him. 

His eyes look down at the keyboard, tempted to send a message but then doesn’t. He knows Tony Stark is a busy man. Tony Stark - aka his Sugar Daddy - has told him plenty of times that if he’s ever in New York, to come and pay him a visit. No matter the time of day. Hell, Tony has been begging for him to come and see him, after they had met each other through an online dating service. But Peter never could afford it, until Tony started to send him money. First it had been little gifts here and there, but then a bank account had been opened in his name, and soon Peter had more money than he ever had in his entire life. He still can’t believe all those zeroes existed, and belong to him. 

Figuring the worst thing that Tony would do is tell him to come back later, he decides to head into the building. He didn’t fly two hours just to stand up and think about seeing the man that has changed his life completely thanks to a few quick chats on SwingersRUs. He’d gone on the site as a dare, never thinking that he would actually meet someone really nice. Swinging lifestyle isn’t really his thing, but after getting to know Tony, he can see why it’s nice. 

He looks at his phone, and heads to the info on Tony’s contact. He’d once given him the code on how to access his penthouse, and memorizes the number before heading to the elevator. He really hopes there’s a door, because if the elevator opens up onto his actual place and he walks into something he shouldn’t be walking into, then that would absolutely mortify him. Entering the code, he takes the elevator up to the top floor and prepares himself for anything. 

The elevator opens, and shows two huge double doors. Oh, thank God. A sigh of relief leaves his mouth as he walks up to it, his nerves starting to get the best of him. But he’s already come all this way, so he really can’t back down now. Fixing his shirt, hoping he doesn’t look as young as he feels right at the moment, he lifts his hand and knocks on the door. 

Peter takes a step back, and hears someone walking to answer it. Please don’t be mad, please don’t be mad. He tries his best to smile, and hope that Tony will be pleasantly surprised to see him when the door opens and reveals the most beautiful woman he’s ever set eyes on. “May I help you?” The goddess asks, a smirk on her face. 

“H-H-H-Hi. Yeah, um….” He feels like he’s in over his head, not at all sure what’s going on. Why was a beautiful woman answering the door and not Tony? He looks at his phone, then looks back at the elevator. “H-Hah, I th-think I might have the w-w-wrong floor? I’m so sorry.” 

“Are you looking for Tony?” His stomach twists as he stares up at her, nodding his head slow. “Are you Peter?” 

That makes him blanche. “Y-Yes?” 

“Peter Parker, from Connecticut. That Peter Parker?” 

Again, he feels like he wants to sink into the floor and disappear. “T-That’s me.” He nods again, trying to remember if he should know her. Should I? Did I blackout one night talking to Tony?? He reaches up and scratches the back of his neck. “I’m sorry, but I-” 

“You’re adorable.” She leans against the open door, then looks back over her shoulder. “You can come in if you’d like, but I’m afraid Tony isn’t home.” 

“H-He’s not??” He tries not to be sad by that information. “Will he be home soon?” 

“I’m afraid he’s not due back until tomorrow.” 

That news makes his heart drop. “O-Oh.” 

“Peter, please - come in.” She walks forward, and touches his arm. Stunned by her beauty, he tries to remain calm but it is proving to be very difficult. “I’m going to guess Tony has neglected to tell you about me.” 

The hand on his arm happens to be her left hand, and he immediately sees a beautiful yellow diamond ring attached to a simple platinum band. Oh, God. “Y-Y-You’re his wife, aren’t you?” 

“Okay, that makes me a little happier to hear.” The laugh that fills the space between them has Peter’s heart jumping in his throat. “So he did tell you about me.” 

“Sort of.” Peter feels like his head is about to explode. “I mean, h-h-how do you know about me?” 

“Who do you think sends you money?” She puts an arm around his shoulder, and closes the front door. “Not Tony. He can’t be trusted to remember important things like that.” 

He still feels lightheaded as he walks into the very large, very grandiose penthouse apartment. “M-May I please have some water?” 

“Of course, Peter. Why don’t you go sit down? I’m really happy you’re here.” The smile on her face makes his knees want to buckle. “Tony’s told me a lot about you.” She goes into the kitchen, and grabs a glass from the cupboard. “I’m surprised he didn’t tell you he was going to be out of town.” 

“He might have.” Their conversations as of late had been so sporadic on the telephone. And the texting they did with one another was mostly sexting, as well as sending each other voice recordings of what they were doing as they read said sexts. “I wanted it to be a surprise, which is why I didn’t say anything.” 

“Well, he’s coming back tomorrow morning.” She hands him the glass, then takes a seat near him on the couch. “Do you have a place you’re staying at right now?” 

Peter nods his head, as he takes a sip of the cool water. It helps to soothe some of the burn he still feels on his face, not sure why he’s so embarrassed right now. Out of all the things he’d prepared himself for, the idea that he would be meeting Tony’s wife was very low on the scale. Clearly he had not prepared carefully at all. “My Aunt lives here, so I’m staying with her for the next couple of weeks.” 

“So you’ll be here for a bit.” 

“I’m sorry, I’ve forgotten your name.” Peter blurts out, feeling awful. The smile on her face makes him feel doubly worse as it's causing him to have a mild anxiety attack. “Tony’s mentioned you, but I honestly can’t remember what it is right now.” 

“It’s Pepper. Pepper Potts.” 

“Not Stark?” 

“No.” Pepper shakes her head as she laughs politely. “No reason to change my name to his. We’re happy this way.” 

“B-B-Because of your lifestyle.” 

“Among other things.” She reaches over, and puts a hand on his knee. “I can see why Tony is so taken by you.” 

“Y-You must say that to all of his lovers.” He takes another long sip of water, trying to calm himself down. But it isn’t working, not that that surprises him. “He’s got a few, doesn’t he?” 

“Usually, but as of late there’s really been only one person he’s giving most of his attention to. And I don’t mean me.” She winks, then picks up his empty glass. “Would you like some more, Peter?” 

“I’m good.” His voice cracks a little, Peter wanting to just get up and run away. “Since Tony won’t be back until tomorrow, is there a time I should stop by?” 

“Stop by?” Her voice carries through the penthouse. “Oh, sweetie - you don’t have to leave. You’re more than welcome to stay here tonight if you’d like.” 

That surprises him. Are all swingers like this?? Having her invite him to spend the night feels weird. He could say no, but then the idea that Tony would be back tomorrow and he’s already waiting for him - that feels a little nice. “Y-Yeah, let me text my Aunt and let her know.” He pulls his phone out, and sends a text, letting her know he’s meeting with some friends tonight and he’ll be back tomorrow evening. She sends him a thumb’s up, which is good enough for him. 

“I was going to make a casserole for dinner, but if you’d like - I’d be happy to take you sightseeing?” Pepper walks back over to the couch, and sits down. “When’s the last time you saw Tony?” 

“Um….” He’d come to Connecticut a few weeks ago, surprising him with a nice night in a hotel. “A few w-weeks ago?” 

“Ah, that’s right. He was up your way, wasn’t he.” She leans over and puts her hand on his knee. He jumps, but then her soft laughter has him sitting perfectly still. “Peter, you don’t have any reason to be nervous right now. I know about your relationship with Tony. And don’t feel bad because he hasn’t talked that much about me. I can see why he hasn’t.” 

“W-What do you mean?” Feeling like he’s in over his head, he just stares at her. 

“I mean, he cares about you a lot and is giving you one hundred percent of his attention. Which, if I can recall, I’m the only other person he’s done that for. All of his other lovers, they’re just little playthings to him. But you?” She takes her hand away from his knee and leans back on the couch. “You’re special, Mr. Parker.” 

He doesn’t know what to say. While he appreciates her candor and honesty, he’s still at a loss as to why Tony doesn’t talk about her more often. Maybe he’s afraid he’d be jealous? But he already knows that Tony is in a relationship with other people - that’s the whole thing about this lifestyle. He gets it. Different people provide different needs. He’s just grateful for the income he’s now got thanks to their arrangement. He hadn’t entered into it thinking that it would be like this, but now he couldn’t imagine it any other way. 

Lowering his head, he looks down at the rug. “I appreciate you saying that, Ms. Potts.” He keeps it cordial, not sure where he lies with her. “And it’s okay - I’ve been to the city plenty of times before. Like I said, my Aunt lives here. A casserole sounds good.” He doesn’t know if he can handle being in public with her. 

“Well, too bad. We’re going to go out tonight.” She stands up, and holds her hand out to him. “Since you know Tony so well, it’s time you get to know me too. Since it seems like you’ve stolen my husband’s heart.” 

He pales at the comment, but the smile on her face makes him realize she’s teasing him. “I’d love that, Ms. Potts. Only if you’ll allow me to pay for dinner?” 

“I know how much money you have.” Pepper teases, and nods her head. “Let me change into something a little more presentable? Then we’ll go.” 

“S-Sounds good.” 

Peter looks around the living room, admiring the awards that both Tony and Pepper have won over the years. There are plenty in a case, and a few plaques on the wall. It’s impressive to see such accolades, and Peter wonders if by somehow winding up in this relationship with Tony, he might benefit from these types of awards in the future. But that isn’t really something that concerns him all that much. All he cares about is how much fun he’s having with Tony. 

Turning towards the master bedroom, he sees Pepper slipping on a dress, noticing that she isn’t wearing a bra. His mouth goes dry as he sees her perky breasts disappear as the dress gets pulled down to her thighs. He’s never really been attracted to someone like her before, but after seeing that - he’s beginning to have some second thoughts. He quickly turns around before she catches him, and heads over to the window to look out at the skyline. He’d always seen this tower, but never expected he would stumble into the life that he has that has brought him to this moment. 

“See anything exciting?” A soft feminine voice has him turning around to see Pepper walking towards him in a boho green dress. He was familiar with the style as those were the kinds of dresses his Aunt likes to wear. 

“Y-Y-You?” He answers, feeling his face become flushed again. Stupid. That was so stupid.

Her laughter makes him feel a little less awkward. “You’re too sweet, Peter. Come on. I don’t know about you, but I’m starving.” She walks towards a different elevator. 

They exit in the lobby, and Peter gets led out the back entrance of the Stark Industries tower. Pepper slips her arm through his, and he immediately puts his hand on hers without missing a beat. “Where are we going?” He asks, as they travel down the street, staying close to one another. He can smell perfume wafting off of her, the smell making his hormones behave poorly. 

“Do you like Portugeuse?” 

“I can’t say I’ve ever had it before.” 

“Tony hates it, so if you like it, then that’s my excuse to order it more often.” 

He laughs, feeling a little more at ease as they talk about their shared lover. “What happens if I don’t like it? Should I lie, just so you can have it more?” 

“You see, I knew I gave Tony my blessing when he told me about you for a good reason.” She leans up against him more, making Peter feel like a million dollars. He doesn’t even care that she towers over him. 

The restaurant isn’t very crowded, which is fine by him. Pepper orders all the food for them, and then starts to ask him questions, which he happily answers. The food is way better than he expects it to be, and knows that without a doubt Tony is going to hate that he likes it, which Pepper agrees with a smirk on her lips. They go back and forth for almost close to three hours, neither realizing how much time has passed until the owners of the restaurant come over to them, and inform them they’re closing in ten minutes. Peter hands his credit card to their waiter, again a nice gift from Tony, and then remembers to tip in cash. 

“May I escort you back home?” He stands up, now offering his hand to Pepper. 

She looks up at him, and he can feel his head spinning as her manicured fingers touch the center of his palm before grasping his hand to help lift herself up. “I would love that, Peter.”  

The walk back to Stark Industries tower isn’t anywhere near as long as it had been when they walked to the restaurant. Maybe because it’s so late, and everyone has gone home for the evening, or it just feels quicker. Regardless, they’re back up in the penthouse faster than he realizes, and then it becomes a game of what can do, and what he can’t. Do I touch her? Kiss her? Try and seduce her? Is that appropriate?

Before he’s able to ask her these questions, his phone begins to vibrate in his pocket. Pulling it out, he sees that it’s their shared lover. “It’s Tony.” He tells Pepper, who walks into the kitchen. 

“Answer it. But don’t tell him you’re with me.” She winks, then grabs a bottle of wine from the wine fridge. “Want a glass?” 

“Please.” He nods, then looks at his phone. Taking a deep breath, he pushes the green button and brings it up to his ear. “Hi, Daddy.” He greets Tony, unable to keep the smile off of his face. 

“Hey, baby.” The happiness he hears in Tony’s voice makes his stomach roll. “What took you so long?” 

“Sorry, Daddy. I was walking back into the room when I saw my phone was vibrating.” Pepper walks over to him, holding two glasses of wine. “How’re you? I miss you.” 

“Mmm….I was doing pretty bad, but now that I hear your voice, I’m doing a hell of a lot better. Been a long day, sweetheart. Daddy’s really happy to hear your voice.” 

Peter takes a sip of the wine after quietly tapping it against Pepper’s, then pulls the phone away and puts it on speaker. “I’m sorry today has been rough for you. Would you like for me to help you relax a little bit right now, Daddy?” 

“I would love that, sweetheart.” He heard Tony groan softly. “Talk to me. Tell me about your day. What did you do? Did you get the gift I sent to you?” 

He touches the necklace that’s around his neck, and sees Pepper nodding her head. “Yes, Daddy. It’s really pretty. I’m sorry I forgot to send you a picture. I promise I’ll take one tomorrow for you.” 

“Good. Please do. You know I love seeing the things that I buy my beautiful boy.” 

Pepper starts to kneel in front of him, his brain short circuiting when he feels her push her mouth against his crotch. “I wish you were here right now, Daddy. I miss you playing with my cock.” He says in a rush, hoping that he doesn’t sound too off at the moment. 

“Are you touching yourself right now, baby?” The richness in Tony’s voice makes his cock jump, and he sees Pepper nod her head in approval as she slowly starts to unzip his pants. 

“Y-Yes, Daddy….” Peter moans as Pepper’s lips touch his cock for the first time. Her lips are so very different from Tony’s. He can feel the wisps of her hair tickle his thighs. The lack of facial hair is also somewhat arousing, as he stares down into her eyes. “My hand is on my cock, touching it for you.” 

“What a good boy you are.” His brain starts to spin as Pepper’s mouth starts to tease the tip with just her lips. “Daddy’s touching himself right now too. Wishing my pretty boy was here with me right now. I’d really love to be inside of that gorgeous ass of yours.” 

He moans a little louder as Pepper chooses this moment to start deep throating his cock. “I w-want that too, Daddy. S-So much. I want to see you right now.” 

“I know, baby.” The steady groans that Tony makes lets him know just how into this his lover is. “Soon, okay? I’ve got business up your way in a few weeks. Would you like another night in a hotel? A couple of nights?” 

Pepper reaches for his hand, and guides it to be resting on her head. His fingers touch her soft hair - so soft - fingers curling around the long red strands of hair. “C-Couple, please. Winter term doesn’t start for four weeks.” 

“Perfect. Then I’ll come whisk you away, and keep you locked in my hotel room while I suffer through meetings. Daddy will buy you so many pretty things to wear.” 

“Oh, please, Daddy….” He looks down at Pepper’s mouth and watches his cock slide between her plump lips. If he stops to think about what’s happening, he’ll freak out, so instead he keeps talking, holding the phone close to his mouth as he moans for Tony. For Pepper. “L-Lingerie?”

“Yes, baby. Daddy will buy you all the lingerie you want. You’ll look so beautiful when I come back. Then I’ll tear you apart.” 

At that promise, Peter releases a pitched moan as he begins to come hard. “D-Daddy….” He moans through his orgasm, as he hears Tony groan a little lower, and then he hears his breath stop. He sees Pepper swallowing his load, some spilling from the corner of her mouth as he listens to Tony breath hard, knowing he’s come as well.

“You be good, okay, sweetheart?” Tony murmured into the phone. “Daddy misses you, and he promises he’ll see you soon.” 

“B-Bye, Daddy.” He ends the call, then drops his phone onto the cushion of the couch, looking down at Pepper who still has her mouth around his cock. “You missed some.” He speaks softly, taking his thumb to wipe the little bit of cum that was dribbling down towards her chin. 

Her lips touch his thumb, licking what he’d collected off of her face. “You’re sweeter than I thought you would taste.” She stares up at him, his heart beating hard as he tries to grasp what’s just happened. “Would you like to sleep with me?” 

“Yes.” A small nod of his head is all he manages, a small pang of guilt in his chest appearing as he realizes that he really does want to see what it would feel like. This is okay. They are okay with this. I need to be okay with this. “But, Daddy…” 

“He will be fine with it, sweetie.” The smile on her face helps to relax that tightness in his chest, as she stands up. A song begins to play, their heads turning towards the noise. “Speak of the devil.” 

His stomach drops as Pepper picks up the phone and puts it on speaker. “Hi, darling.” 

“Hey, babe. How’s my favorite gal doing?” Tony’s voice still sounds a bit ragged from the call he’d just made with Peter, and wonders if he’s going to tell Pepper what he’s just done. “Miss me?” 

“Very much so.” Red nails touch his chin, as Pepper guides him to look up at her. “What time will you be home tomorrow?” 

“Wheels go up at five, so I should be back in bed with you by seven, possibly seven thirty. You don’t have any early meetings, do you?” 

He listens to Tony speak, but stays entranced by the look in Pepper’s eyes, her fingers now touching his lips. He keeps them pushed out, leaving kisses on the tips of her fingers every few swipes. “I do, but they can be rescheduled. I miss you.” 

“I miss you too, Pep. Listen, I’ve gotta go and meet some people for drinks. You take care of yourself tonight, okay? I’ll see you in a few hours.” 

“Love you, Tony.” 

“Love you too, babe.” 

Their call ends, Peter still watching Pepper with bated breath. “Would you like to go see our bedroom now, Peter?” 

“Yes, please.” He nods, the daze returning as he follows her across the penthouse, and into the master bedroom. Again, if he stops to think about what’s going on, he’ll panic, so he tries to relax into the situation and go with the flow. That’s all he can do right now. 

Her hands touch his sweater, nails barely touching his skin. “Get undressed, sweetie. Are you nervous right now?” 

“Very.” Peter knows he can be honest with her. “W-What if Tony-” 

“Shh.” She touches his lips with her finger to silence him. “I know my husband. This will be more than okay. He might be upset with me because I didn’t wait for him, but seeing as he did the same, I see nothing wrong with it.” 

Swallowing, he nods his head. “I understand.” 

Blood rushes to his ears as he awkwardly takes off his sweater, and the shirt that’s on underneath it. He turns away from her to take off his pants and underwear, his cock already painfully hard again. The idea that he’s going to be having sex with his lover’s wife is more arousing than he expects it to be. Turning back around, Peter resists the urge to cover himself as he sees Pepper pulling the dress up over her head, exposing her entire nude form to him. No underwear. He swallows again as he takes in her beautiful naked body, shocked by how aroused he still is by seeing her. 

“Do you like what you see?” She asks him, as she lays down on the bed, a coy smile on her lips. 

“V-Very much so.” He nods, then joins her on the bed when she beckons him. “You’re stunning.” 

“Thank you, Peter.” The way she says his name has his heart skipping beats. “Have you had sex with someone like me before?” 

“A m-m-married woman?” 

“You know what I mean.” Her fingers touch his face, calming him in a way he doesn’t expect. His eyelids flutter closed as he sinks into her touch, his arm coming down to drape over her body. “It’s alright if you haven’t. I’m more than happy to show you what I like, and what I don’t like.” 

“P-Please.” Again, the urge to panic starts to return but he pushes it away, realizing that he’s doing nothing wrong right now. They are in an open relationship. This is okay. This is allowed. He slides his hand down towards her thigh, and brings it to be between them. “May I….?” 

“You may.” 

Pepper casually spreads her thighs apart, Peter’s hand going down to her moist center. He groans when he feels how wet she is, his fingers easily sliding along her folds. Getting a little bit of her juices on his fingers, he brings them up towards the top of her mound and hears her moan softly. Pepper’s head tilts back as her chest arches up off the bed, Peter moving his two fingers in small circles over her clitoris. 

“That’s so nice, sweetie….” Breathless and aroused, Peter moves his hand so that his middle finger can sink into her body, with his index finger continuing to rub against her clit. “Oh, that’s very nice, Peter…” 

He wants to be inside of her. The way her inner walls squeeze his finger, he knows that he’s going to love how it feels around his cock. But he has to make sure that she’s okay first. Be attentive. That is something Tony taught him early on in their relationship. Recognize when your partner wants something without having to say it. Peter scoots a little closer to her and carefully starts to kiss her, keeping his two fingers where they’re at. She opens her mouth for him, and moaning low he pushes his tongue into her mouth as his confidence flies high. 

“P-Peter….” She breaks off the kiss with a shrill moan, as he’s now got both fingers back inside of her, his thumb now doing the job of playing with her clitoris. 

Staring at her face, he watches her come, transfixed by her beauty as she lays it out for him. It’s beautiful - more stunning that he expects her to look. He loves watching Tony orgasm too - the look of release is something beautiful to behold. He feels her squeeze around his fingers, massaging him in a way that makes him moan lower. Oh, yes. He definitely wants to be inside of her. 

He pulls his fingers out, and then watches her move to be on her back. “I know you sleep with Tony, but do you sleep with anyone else?” 

“No.” Peter shakes his head. “Tony’s my only lover. Why?” 

“Because I want you inside of me bareback.” 

That request almost makes him come. “I’d l-like that too.” 

“Good, because I already know it’s going to be happening more than once.” 

“Tonight?” 

“Or longer.” 

Peter smiles, and gets between her legs. “I don’t think I’d say no to that. Unless Tony-” 

“He won’t.” She shook her head, then put her hands on his shoulders. “Show me how good you feel, sweetie…” 

Closing his eyes, he pushes the tip of his cock against her warm center and slips in with little give. He groans, shocked by how good it feels to be inside of her like this. He feels her hand touch his face, and opening his eyes he looks down at her. “Y-You feel so soft…” He moans low, pushing his hips forward experimentally. 

“And you feel magnificent.” Pepper pulls him down, the two of them kissing each other. 

He comes faster than he wants, but really - if she hadn’t given him a blow job earlier he would have exploded the second he sank into her warmth. No, at least he held off for a few minutes, his hand going to her mound so that his fingers could touch her clit. He listens to her scream for him, the noise sending heat through his body as he begins to come with her. He looks down at her, panting softly as takes in the way her skin seems to glisten under the soft light. 

She grabs a few tissues and helps him clean up, Peter wishing he’d been more prepared to take care of this moment. But Pepper doesn’t seem to mind, and instead pulls him to be under the covers with her. He can smell Tony on the pillow he’s resting on - that unique scent that he’s come to really love each time he’s around him. It makes him relax more, as he feels Pepper curl up against his body. 

“Good night, sweetie.” Pepper kisses him softly, then returns her head to her pillow. “If you feel like you’re in the mood for a little more, don’t be shy about waking me up, okay?” 

“Y-Yes, Pepper.” He nods his head, but doesn’t think he’ll take her up on her offer. 

Except he does, at half past five in the morning. He wakes her up with this overwhelming need to be buried back inside of her, and she moans a soft yes as he does just that. This time it lasts for much longer - Peter learning how to get her off with a few particular harsh thrusts. He makes her come three times before allowing himself to come with her again, moaning against her neck as he falls over the edge with her. He gets up and goes to the bathroom, and grabs a towel to take care of her, as well as himself, then falls back asleep, making himself the big spoon to her body. 

“Um….excuse me.” 

Peter groans as he hears something. Pepper shifts next to him, and nuzzles the side of his neck. His groan quickly turns to a soft moan, his arm slipping around her. 

A cough has him opening his eyes. “Ah, there we go.” Tony Stark is standing next to the bed, looking at the both of them with a smirk on his face. “Hello, baby. This is quite the surprise.” 

“D-Don’t be mad, Daddy.” Peter wants to disappear. “I-” 

“Tony, just take off your clothes and get in bed with us.” Pepper’s voice reverberates right next to his ear. “Don’t act like this is a shock to you.” 

“I mean, it’s one of my wildest fantasies, that’s for sure. But no one told me that a - Peter was in town, and b - my wife was hooking up with him.” Peter’s face is burning as he hears Tony start to take off his clothes. “Has this been going on long?” 

“I just met her.” Peter squawks. “I wanted to surprise you, but you weren’t home.” 

“So you just decide to bang my wife?” Tony’s hand touches his hip, as he lays next to him, Peter now sandwiched between husband and wife. “I’m surprised, Peter. I’ll give you that. You thoroughly surprised me.” 

“I seduced him.” Pepper’s chin rests on his shoulder, as her arm drapes over Tony’s. “If you want to be mad at someone, be mad at me. He probably wanted to tell you last night. But I was too busy giving him head while you were masturbating.” 

Peter saw Tony’s eyes widen, the smirk returning to his lips. “Is that true? Was she sucking your cock while we were having phone sex?” 

“Yes, Daddy.” Peter nods his head. 

“Tony, kiss the boy already. I can see why you’re in love with him.” 

That news makes him turn his head towards Pepper. “W-What?” 

“She’s right, you know.” Tony’s hand touches his face, drawing his attention back to him. “Look at me right now, baby. Daddy’s confessing his love for you.” 

“Y-You….?” 

“Yes, sweetheart.” Tony stares into his eyes, Peter vaguely aware that Pepper’s body is pressed up against his back now. “I know that now, seeing you with Pepper like this? You come visit us more often.” 

“Please.” Pepper whispers into his ear. “Stay with us for the rest of your break? Or will your Aunt be too upset?” 

“N-No, I figure it out.” Peter looks back and forth between Tony and Pepper. “I’d love to stay with you guys.” 

“Good.” Pepper kisses him softly, then he feels Tony turn his head towards him and he gets to feel his thick tongue push into his mouth. “Mmm...let’s have a little fun before we have to start our day.” 

He nods his head, as he feels Tony chuckle against his lips. “You’re in for a real treat, sweetheart.” Tony whispers against his lips. “Tell Daddy you love him.” 

“I love you.” He says, smiling as both of them kiss and touch him. 

Pepper’s lips touch his ear. “Welcome to our family, Peter.” 

XxX

Cross-posted to AO3

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When Pepper wakes up, she does so slowly, taking note of everything she can one by one while she still has her eyes closed. She’s in a bed, and she’s warm enough although not entirely comfortably so, a thick blanket weighing the lower half of her body down while her upper half seemed to be mostly exposed.

She realizes she’s opened her eyes, but she isn’t really registering anything yet.

She blinks blearily, trying to focus on the room around her, and when she takes a breath her chest protests, sore and aching.

And with that realization, more details come bleeding in to her consciousness.

The room she’s in is sterile, walls a slightly off-white, and when she turns her head to one side she notices she’s surrounded by medical equipment. If it hadn’t been clear she was in hospital yet then it certainly hit her when she saw the heart monitor beeping away steadily.

She shifts her gaze down. Something is tugging at her hand, trapping it to the bed, and she thinks her hand might be stuck under the heavy blanket, but instead she finds a familiar mop of unruly curls and a warm cheek resting on her fingertips. There’s a jacket draped around Peter’s shoulders, a familiar leather, which means that—

“Hi Pep.”

Pepper turns her head to her other side and finds Tony, holding on to her other hand, looking equal parts worried and relieved. She gives a soft, tired smile.

“Hi Tony,” she sighs. Her voice is scratchy and she has to clear her throat, which makes her ribs ache some more. The deep breath she tries to take after doesn’t really help her situation.

While refusing to let go of her hand, Tony reaches out to grab a cup of water with a straw and help it to Pepper’s lips.

Although Pepper is in pain (which she assumes could have been much worse considering she’s probably on some pretty good painkillers right now) she still smiles at just how gentle Tony is being, and how patient. He holds the cup up until she lets go of the straw and doesn’t take it back into her mouth again after taking a few steady breaths.

“Glad you’re back,” Tony says.

“Glad to be back,” Pepper replies quietly, “How long have I been out?”

Tony looks on his watch.

“About… five hours. You almost woke up a couple times, but you’ve been sleeping for the most part.”

Pepper gives a hum of acknowledgement, and glances back at Peter again.

“Yeah,” Tony sounds a little amused, “Him too. He’s been dead to the world for the past sixty minutes.”

Pepper very gently peels her hand out from underneath Peter’s head to put her hand gently through his curls. He’s still in his Spider-Man getup, and he looks a little worse for wear even from where Pepper is standing.

“He should have gone home, gotten some rest,” she murmurs.

Tony smirks. “Believe me when I say I tried. He wouldn’t have it. Hasn’t moved from your side since you got here, Pep.” Tony leans back in the chair he’s sitting in while still holding onto Pepper’s hand, brushing his thumb across her knuckles gently. There’s some bruising there that he doesn’t want to aggravate, just soothe with a soft, calming motion of his fingertip. “I don’t blame him. And he did save you.”

Now that is information that Pepper hasn’t gotten by. She doesn’t remember too much of what happened before she was knocked unconscious, aside from a pretty serious scuffle when she was trying to get into a building for an external meeting. But even the altercation itself is fuzzy, let alone what happened after that.

Tony clearly catches the look of surprise and disbelief on her face, because he speaks up again.

“Yep. Sure did. Swept right in when he saw what was happening. It was an ambush. You were targeted. We’re working on making sure that doesn’t happen again.”

Pepper is only half listening. Most of her focus is on combing back Peter’s curls and smoothing her fingertips down a bruised cheek. The poor thing…

“He really loves you,” Tony adds, “We both really do.”

Pepper believes him wholeheartedly.

She makes a mental note to be sure to thank him. Properly, once she’s out of the hospital and all her cuts and bruises have been tended to, although she’s tempted to start the second she can. She wants to make sure that she shows Peter his affection is reciprocated, and with the help of Tony she’s sure that she can get her point across. As she lies there, with Peter’s head against her outer thigh and her hand in his hair, she makes up a plan.

And when she proposes the plan that slowly forms to Tony, he is more than willing to help.

They’ll show Peter just how much they appreciate him.

Starting the second he wakes up.

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HI, CAN YOU PLEASE WRITE ME A FIC WHERE IT'S TONY AND PEPPER AND PETER LIVING WITH A CUTE DOGGO AND MAKE SURE IT'S REAL HEAVY ON THE PEPPERONY BECAUSE WE NEED TO KILL ERJA. THIS IS NOT KAT. NOPE.

OKAY “DEFINITELY NOT KAT” I KNOW THIS IS SHORT AND MAYBE VERY LAME BUT HERE GOES

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“Got room for one more?”

Rufus whined where he stood next to Peter.

“Alright,” the young man admitted, “Two more, then. Since Rufe here is ungrateful and never satisfied with the literally four-hundred-dollar dog bed we bought him.”

The pup looked up at him with his tail wagging behind him, because the words clearly didn’t hit home, but the tone of voice Peter was using was far too kind to be anything but friendly, and naturally that’s what the animal responded to.

Tony and Pepper watched on from the couch how Peter’s resolve crumbled, and he forewent his faux scolding to drop down to his knees and scratch Rufus enthusiastically behind his ears, which of course resulted in Peter getting pushed to his ass. Because while Rufus was still technically a pup, he’d done a lot of growing in the past year.

Pepper lost interest in watching before Tony did, and tucked her face back into the crook of Tony’s neck. While Peter had been walking their dog, they had settled down comfortably on the couch, and weren’t planning on moving any time soon – except maybe to accommodate a third person.

“When you decide you love us more than you do Rufe, maybe,” Tony teased as he wrapped his arms a little tighter around Pepper’s waist and kissed the top of her head.

Peter gasped, covered Rufus’ ears, and lowered his voice when he replied, “You can’t make me choose in front of him. I don’t think that’s entirely fair, Tony.”

Tony grinned and shrugged.

“Come Peter,” Pepper hummed from where she still had her face buried into the crook of Tony’s neck comfortably, voice muffled as a result, “Let’s finish that movie, hmkay? I’m sure Rufe will go to sleep soon anyway.”

Peter agreed and jumped to his feet to go and join them on the couch, climbing up and settling in between them and the back of the couch. It took some wiggling, but it was the most comfortable spot, and it got a laugh out of the two already lying there, which made it all the more worth it in Peter’s books.

The movie didn’t get as much attention as it probably should have. Pepper already hadn’t been paying much attention but when she sleepily kissed at the side of Tony’s neck, he got distracted too, abandoning all efforts of watching in favor of tilting Pepper’s chin up and taking advantage of this rare day off to lay some loving on her.

Peter might have complained, considering that the two kissing absolutely blocked his view of the television, but frankly… He could lay there and watch them all day, if he was given the chance. And right now, he kind of was.

That was, until Rufus decided he’d had enough, and promptly jumped the three of them, clearly thinking that they were giving each other a lot of attention but weren’t laying enough on him. It knocked the air out of Pepper’s lungs and almost pushed an enthusiastic foot into Peter’s groin, but when he settled down on top of them and panted so happily, any demand for him to get off died in the humans’ throats.

Instead, they snorted, and both Peter and Tony ruffled Rufus’ fur while the big beast made Pepper laugh by licking at the back of her ear.

“Alright bud,” Tony said, “We’ll allow it this time. But if you eat my wife, you’re going back to the pound.”

It was high time that Rufus learned a little human speak, because he couldn’t have interpreted it worse by instead of stopping, turning that big, fanatical tongue on Tony’s face.

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“Tony, look at me.”

Pepper’s voice is clear through the haze of what appear to be nerves fogging up his rational thought, and he does as he’s told, lifting his chin a fraction to be able to look at the woman standing close.

Her hands are still on his tie, even though she’s finished knotting it. Tony could have done that himself, it’s not as if he doesn’t know how to tie a tie, but he appreciates the gesture nonetheless. He’s pretty sure that if he tried to tie a Windsor knot, he’d surely tie his fingers up with it in the process. Or while tying any other type of knot.

Pepper gives him a pointed look for a long moment, and just when Tony is about to ask her what she’s doing she opens her mouth.

“You’re thinking too much about this.”

And wasn’t that just the truth.

“Whatever happens following this, we’ll handle it. You know we will. Tony we’ve handled so much worse before. You remember Vegas with Rhodey?”

Tony’s previously tense expression softens into a smile, eyes crinkling at the corners with the memory.

Right. Vegas with Rhodey. They could handle this.

Pepper’s hand comes up to Tony’s cheek and he leans into it, allowing his eyes to fall shut. He breathes in slowly, and tries to let the tension in his shoulders bleed out.

“We’ve got this,” Pepper whispers warmly, and brings him in for a soft kiss, “Now go and get him.”

Tony straightens up when Pepper pulls away with a smile that is equal parts teasing and encouraging. He throws another glance at his reflection in the mirror but he knows he looks good; he’s just stalling.

“Right. Let’s do this then,” he sighs, “Wish me luck.”

Pepper wishes him luck, although it’s not like he needs it. He’ll ace it anyway.

After all, it’s only his first ever public date with Peter Parker.

What’s the worst that can happen?

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a dinner date - a pepterony one shot

Title: a dinner date  Fandom: MCU Pairing: Pepterony (Pepper Potts x Peter Parker x Tony Stark)  Rating: Mature (Threesome - Fluff and Smut)  Word Count: ~6165

Summary: Pepper and Tony decide that it’s time they invited Peter over for dinner, and to begin a relationship with him. 

A/N: I needed to write this OT3 of mine for reasons. :) Please enjoy! 

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“Are you sure he’s not going to say no?” Pepper asks, draping herself against Tony’s back as he works on another project for the Avengers. “Because I’m pretty sure he’s going to say no. And that will make me sad. You don’t want me sad, do you?” She shifts her weight from being against Tony, and then leans up against his desk as she hears him release a long, exaggerated sigh.

Tony sets his stylus down, and turns towards her with his eyes closed. “Pepper. Darling. Love of my life. He’s going to say yes. If he doesn’t, then he’s missing out. But I know for a fact that he’s not going to say no.” 

“Why? Are you telling him you want to take him out? Because you know he loves you.” 

She watches her husband rub his face, and hears another long sigh leave his mouth. “No. I’m going to phrase it as a ‘we’ scenario. Not me, and definitely not you.” He picks up his stylus and turns back to his tablet. “Really, though - you should just ask him out yourself. His answer might surprise you.” 

“Why is it so difficult with him?” Pepper muses, as she picks up one of the pictures that Tony has on his desk. It’s a picture of him with the person they’re currently talking about, on the day he’d graduated from college. “What if he’s in a relationship right now? I can’t be that person that takes him away from his happiness.” 

“Pepper.” She lifts her knee up, resting her head on it as she looks at Tony with an apologetic look on her face. “He’s not. If he was, we wouldn’t be entertaining this idea right now. But you have to trust me, darling. Please?” 

“I trust you, Tony.” 

“Thank you. Now, would you let me get back to work? Your legs are distracting me.” He gestures to her bare leg, the shorts she’s wearing now tucked up closer to her hips. “I need to get this finished, or Fury is going to be breathing down my neck.” 

“Fine.” Returning the picture to where she picks it up from, she leans over and kisses her husband’s cheek. “Tell me how it goes when you call him?”

“You know, you’re making me nervous about this. I didn’t have any nerves going into this, and now I feel like I’ve swallowed some lava. This is ridiculous.” Tony rotates his wrist, shaking his head as Pepper walks towards the door. “I’m blaming you if he says no.” 

“Why me??” She halts, turning around to look at him. “I’m not the one that’s going to make him say no! You are!” 

“Pepper, I swear to God-” 

“I’m leaving.” Pepper doesn’t want to listen to her husband ramble more, and instead shuts the door behind her. She looks up at the stairs and decides to go see if there’s an outfit she can find that will be suitable for this, if Tony is right and the person says yes. Maybe they won’t. Maybe she will be right, and her worry is not unjustifiable. 

Tony comes up to their room twenty minutes later. “He said yes.” Tony leans against the door jamb, a smirk on his lips. “Could you please stop worrying now?” 

“Does he know it’s the both of us?” 

“Yes, of course.” She stands up from the chair she’s been reading her tablet on and walks over to him. “I told him I’d text him where to meet us.” 

“Should we go out? Or should we cook dinner here?” 

“You seem to be full of nervous energy, so why don’t you run to the store and pick up some ingredients so that we can make a nice dinner here.” Tony puts his hands on her shoulders, and begins to massage them. “Please. I need you to go away for a bit, darling. Your energy is killing me right now.” 

She laughs, and nods her head. “Fine. But you’re sure he-” 

“Yes.” The hands on her shoulders hold a little bit tighter. “Now, I’m thinking we should do lasagna from scratch. That’s always a good meal, right? And your sauce is amazing.” 

“We do have some in the freezer that I could use.” Pepper nods. “Okay, fine. I’ll go and grab a few items from the store. What time is he going to be here?” 

“Well, I need to tell him first. But I’ll suggest six?” 

“Perfect.” She kisses him on the lips, a radiant smile on her face. “You’re sure about this?” 

“Am I sure? I should be the one asking you. I feel like I’m setting the two of you up, not the three of us.” The smirk returns to Tony’s face, Pepper feeling unusually giddy as she laughs. “See? You’re acting like a teenager. You’re ridiculous, Ms. Potts.” 

“Shut up.” Pepper pushes his shoulder and laughs when he pretends that she’s hurt him. “Six, hmm? That doesn’t leave me a lot of time. I really should go.” She looks down at herself. “Tell him six thirty.” 

“No, I’m telling him six because if I change it to later, I’m going to have to deal with you being nervous. So the sooner he can be here, the better. Hell, I might just tell him to come over now, and he can help us prepare the food in the kitchen. It’s not like he hasn’t done that before.” 

“Tony!” Picking up her hair tie, she grabs her hair and throws it up into a messy bun. “But it’s different!” 

“It doesn’t have to be, is what I’m saying.” Tony cups her face with both of his hands. “I love you, Pepper. Nothing is going to change drastically like you think it is. He’ll surprise you.” 

“We’ll see.” 

***

At four minutes to six, the doorbell rang. Pepper wipes her hands off on the apron she has tied around her waist and walks barefoot over to the door. She opens it and smiles as she sees their date has arrived with what looks like a box of Godiva chocolate and a semi-expensive bottle of wine. “Peter.” She smiles, and steps forward to greet him. Her husband’s protege, Peter Parker - the world’s ‘Spider-Man’, and now her guest. “It’s so nice to see you, sweetie.” 

“H-Hi, Ms. Potts. I mean, P-Pepper.” She feels his arms touch her body carefully, Pepper stepping closer to him to bridge the gap between their bodies. Finally she feels him relax against her bosom, smiling as she knows he’s probably very aware of where his face is currently resting. “Thank you for inviting me to dinner.” 

“It’s our pleasure.” She says, holding Peter in her arms for a little bit longer. “Dear, I’m sure there are many men that would love to suffocate and die by your breasts, but cut Peter some slack. This is our first date, after all.” Tony appears at her side, a wide toothy grin on his face. “Peter, I’m so sorry. Pepper - you can let go now.” 

But Peter doesn’t move, making her feel a little better as she turns to give her husband a quick glare. In fact, she feels him rub his head a little against her chest, making her smile. “I’m okay, Tony.” Peter’s voice is a little muffled by the fabric of her dress. “You smell really nice.” 

“Thank you.” Pepper pulls her arms away, and takes the items in Peter’s hands. “Who told you about my sweet tooth?” She looks at the box of Godiva truffles and smiles. “Tony?” 

“I would never.” He holds his arms out, and she watches as Peter hugs him with the same enthusiasm as he’d just shown to her. She sees Tony close his eyes as he holds Peter, making her heart expand in her chest, thoroughly happy that Peter is here with them tonight. “Okay, fine. Maybe it was me.” 

Peter’s laugh echoes behind her as she makes her way back into the kitchen. “Peter, I know you’ve been here for dinner many times before, but Tony’s explained to you tonight is different yes?” 

“Yes, Ms. Potts.” Peter and Tony follow her, Pepper grabbing a wine key from the drawer. “I mean, Pepper.” 

“Thank you, sweetie.” She nods her head, about to tell him to address her by her first name, otherwise it’s going to be a very long evening. “You don’t have to be shy about calling me by my first name. I like hearing you say it.” 

“I understand, Pepper.” Peter nods his head, as she uncorks the bottle. “I hope you like that kind of wine? I’m sorry it’s not a very expensive label, but I’m trying to pay off some student loans right now and-” 

“Sounds like the guy you work for needs to pay you more.” Tony comments, throwing an arm over Peter’s shoulder. Pepper rolls her eyes, but smiles as she pours the three of them some wine. “I hear that guy’s a real slave driver.” 

“He really is.” Pepper hands Peter a glass first, then hands another to Tony. “You didn’t tell me he has debt.” 

“Pepper, I’ve tried but he-” 

Peter shakes his head. “I don’t want his charity, Pepper. I can pay for it myself like everyone else my age.” 

“Yes, sweetie - but you really shouldn’t worry about that. Especially if we….If this works out.” She holds her glass up to toast. “To a fun night of getting to know one another a bit more intimately.” 

“C-Cheers.” She hears Peter stutter a little, sharing a look with Tony as they both smile and clink their glasses against his. 

“Cheers.” 

The red wine has a bit more of an acidic taste than she would prefer, but overall it tastes nice. She’s suffered through worse. “Tony has offered many times to pay my debt, but I tell him no each time.” Peter continues their previous conversation, Pepper pleased to see him being so open about it. “It wouldn’t be fair to take advantage of that.” 

“Peter, he has more money than he knows what to do with. Trust me - you should take the chance to live debt free.” The timer goes off, and without missing a beat she picks up the pan holder and pulls the tray of lasagna out. She sets it to rest on the counter, the cheese bubbling and oozing in all the right places. “I hope you like Italian.” 

“I love it.” 

Tony sets his wine glass down. “Pepper makes the best lasagna. Which you know, because we’ve had you over here for Christmas.” 

“Do you normally eat that at Christmas?” Peter asks, as he takes a seat on one of the barstools that Tony pulls out for him. “You didn’t have to make that tonight!” 

“On the contrary.” Tony continues, as Pepper grabs the spring mix from the fridge and starts to assemble a dinner salad. “Tonight’s a special night, Peter. Much like how Christmas is a special night.” 

“But Pepper just said that you have so much money you don’t know what to do with it. How can Christmas be that exciting, when you can already buy what you want, when you want it?” 

Pepper grabs a pair of tongs, and sees Tony look at her. “Honey? Want to explain to him why Christmas is so special for us?” 

“You mean, how it’s a time we celebrate losing your house?” She rolls her eyes again, as she hears Peter gasp. “No, it’s not like that. It’s much worse. You might have been too young to remember, but this idiot here decided to give his address to the world. It was real nice.” 

“Hey, I made it up to you.” 

“You’re still making it up to me.” 

Peter laughs, Pepper and Tony sharing a smile with each other. “You two are so nice. I can’t really understand why you want me here, but I’m not complaining.” 

“You shouldn’t.” She walks around the island, and goes to stand between Peter’s knees, draping one arm over his shoulder as she waits for him to put his hand on her waist. He does, and once it’s there, she steps closer and lowers her head towards his. “We like you, sweetie. And really would like to explore the idea of maybe the three of us sharing something more than a friendship.” 

“R-Right. Like, a thruple?” 

“Exactly like that.” Pepper looks over at Tony, who nods his head. She places her fingers along the ridge of his jaw, and carefully guides him to tilt his head back a little. “Would you like that? We know we’re a bit older, but…” 

“Yes. I don’t care. Yes, please.” He stares up at her with a curiosity that makes her underwear get a little wet as she knows he’s willing. 

“Tony? Do you mind if I kiss him first?” She asks, keeping her eyes locked on his. He doesn’t blink, doesn’t look away, and instead stares right back at her, escalating that dampness in her underwear as she inches her face closer to his. 

“As long as he says yes-” 

“Yes….” Peter whispers, Pepper dropping her lips onto his for their first kiss. She feels his lips plump up for her, Pepper’s eyes falling closed as she kisses him with a subtle softness. Make him get used to this for the moment. When his lips part as he releases a soft moan, she cups his jaw more as she carefully pushes her tongue into his mouth, tasting the hint of wine lingering on his tongue. She pulls back, a smile on her lips as he stares up at her with a somewhat dazed look in his eyes. “M-More…?” 

The request makes her laugh, nodding her head but stays away as she feels Tony’s breath touch her shoulder. “I think someone wants a turn first.” Her arousal flares as she sees Tony start to kiss Peter, any sense of jealousy disappearing as Peter reaches up for Tony in a way that he didn’t for her, but really - she knows that he’s probably been wanting to kiss him a lot longer than he’s wanted to kiss her. Which she understands. “Boys, if you’re not careful, we might forget to eat dinner.” 

“Sorry, darling.” Tony murmurs, the look on his face telling her he’s anything but that. “Seems like Peter is a little needy, isn’t that right?” 

“F-For you…” Peter doesn’t bother to deny it, which pulls another laugh from her throat. “Sorry…” 

She lays a hand on the center of his back. “No need to be sorry, sweetie. It’s quite alright. But, let’s continue this after we eat, hmm? I don’t want this food to go to waste.” 

“Yes, Pepper.” Both men say in unison, which makes her smile. 

Dishing out the food onto three plates, she sets them down on the dining room table and grabs the bottle of wine. She pours the rest of it into their glasses, then grabs the basket of bread she’d cut up earlier and brings it to the table. “Help yourselves.” She grabs the heel for herself, and picks up her fork. “Peter - what’s your intention tonight?” 

“I’m sorry?” He seems to be confused, which makes her give a look to Tony. “Am I missing something?” 

“Please ask him.” Pepper keeps her eyes on Tony, and sees him wince. “Tony.” 

“Fine!” Tony throws a hand up, then turns to look at Peter. “We are hoping you’ll spend the night tonight. I may have forgotten to ask you about that. I’m sorry. You can go into work late tomorrow. Or hell, take the day off. It doesn’t matter to me. What does matter is that if she convinces you to take my offer to pay off your student debt but wouldn’t do it when I offered it, then I’m going to be convinced you love her more than me.” 

“Tony!” She repeats his name, narrowing her eyes. “That’s not how this works.” 

“I know, I’m kidding. Peter, it’s a joke.” Tony tries again. “Pete? Are you listening to me?” 

Looking over at their date, she sees that Peter seems to be staring off at the wall. “Oh, no. You’ve broken him. We haven’t even done anything yet!” 

“I’m not broken.” Peter clears his throat, then looks back and forth between herself and Tony. “You’re the ones that are telling me you want me to spend the night. To be in a thruple with you. It’s….It’s a lot to process.” Peter lays both of his hands down on the table. “I didn’t think any of this would be happening tonight.” 

“Did you want it to?” Pepper sees Tony reaching for Peter’s hand, which she doesn’t stop as she knows that if anyone is going to help Peter through this, it will be him. “It’s okay if you don’t. There will be no hard feelings if that’s the case. This is always your choice, Peter.” 

Pepper nods her head. “We’re both very attracted to you. If you’re not attracted to women, I won’t put up a fight. But I hope that you’ll allow me to get to know you better, because I would really like that.” 

“I l-like women.” Peter turns to her. “And I like men.” 

“Then, great.” Tony claps his hands. “There’s a but coming, isn’t there?” 

Peter opens and closes his mouth a few times, no words coming out. Pepper reaches over and touches his hand. “You can tell us no, Peter.” 

“I don’t want to.” He shakes his head, but grasps onto her hand. “I just - you two are so kind to me, and I’m scared.” 

“Of what?” Pepper turns to Tony, who is now holding Peter’s other hand, the two of them giving him their full attention. 

“I don’t know.” Peter tilts his head down, but the grip he has on her hand doesn’t falter. “I guess I’m afraid that you’ll change around me if we do this? I don’t know. I’ve only ever dated one person. I don’t know what this would mean.” 

Pepper had expected as much from Peter. “Yes, we’ll change, but not in a bad way. I don’t think.” She looks at Tony, who nods his head. “We’ll have to figure it out, but it’ll be fun. We’ve never done this either, Peter. We’re just as much in the dark about how this will work as you are.” 

“That’s kind of a relief.” The soft laugh that leaves Peter’s mouth brings a smile to both Tony and Pepper’s faces. “Okay, then yes. I’d like to spend the night here tonight. As for calling out tomorrow, that’s not very responsible, is it?” 

“You’re a good kid, Pete.” Tony jumps in, now allowing Pepper to nod her head in agreement. “You never call out. Hell, you’ve come to work sick and I’ve kicked your ass out because I am not going to get sick because of you. So, if I need to order you to take the day off, I will.” 

“You don’t have to do that! That’s favoritism.” 

She turns Peter’s hand over, tracing the lines on his palm with her fingernail, the protests dying on his lips as she distracts him with her touch. “I’m also your boss. So, I’m telling you you’re taking tomorrow off.” She looks into his eyes, and waits for him to nod his head. “We’ll all be staying home tomorrow, if we’re going to do this tonight.” 

“But-” 

“No buts.” Pepper shakes her head firmly. 

“Yes, Pepper.” Peter nods his head. “Then I won’t go in tomorrow.” 

“Sweetie?” She turns to look at Tony. “Shall we flip a coin to see who has to clean up the kitchen, while the other takes our guest upstairs?” 

“Sounds fair to me.” Tony looks up. “Hey, Friday? Flip a coin for us, please. Heads I take him upstairs, tails for you.” 

“Don’t I get a say in who I want?” Peter asks. 

“No.” They say in unison, then listen to Peter laugh. 

“It’s tails, boss.” Friday’s voice answers after the sound a coin flipping stops. 

Pepper pulls her hand away from Peter, and then pushes her chair back. “Come on, Peter. Let’s go upstairs.” She holds her hand out to him, happy when he takes it after standing up. “Tony? Put the food in containers, and then set the items soak in the sink. I’ll take care of it later.” 

“Yes, m’am.” Tony stands up and gives her a kiss on the lips, then does the same to Peter. “See you in a bit, Pete.” 

“O-Okay, Tony.” Pepper smiles as she gives a little tug on his hand, loving how Peter looks after kissing her husband. “A-Are we going up to your bedroom?” He asks, as they start to walk up the stairs. “I’ve never been up here.” 

“Yes, we are.” She leads him across the penthouse, and towards their bedroom. “I know Tony will agree with me on this, so if you have any concerns about tonight - we can go as slow as you want. If it’s just kissing and cuddling, neither of us will say no. If you prefer to be with Tony first before me? Again, I won’t be offended.” Turning towards him once they’re in the bedroom, she looks down at him and smiles. “Shall we get undressed, and surprise Tony?” 

“Y-Yeah, okay.” Peter nods his head, looking around the room. “This is so nice.” 

“Thank you. I designed this room myself.” She can see the tips of his ears are starting to turn red. Setting her hands on his wrists, she pulls him towards the bed while keeping her eyes on him. “Peter - you’re nervous right now.” 

“How, how could you tell?” He repeats the word as Pepper pulls him down onto the bed with her. “It’s a little crazy.” 

“It’s a lot crazy, but you don’t have to be nervous.” Her fingers touch his shirt, and gives the hem a little tug. “May I get you undressed? Or would you rather wait for Tony?” 

“Y-You can.” He nods his head, but the color remains on both his face and his ears. “I’m really sorry, M-Pepper.” 

She laughs and lays a sweet kiss on his lips. “Please don’t be. You’re doing wonderful, sweetie.” Pulling his shirt up his chest, she marvels at the definition on his stomach. She knows about his abilities, his body enhanced because of it. The shirt comes off easily, and rather than go for his pants, she leans back. “Why don’t you take this off of me?” She requests, smiling as she sees his hands trembling. “Or, I can if you prefer?” 

“I can do it.” The determination in his voice would be comical under any other circumstance, but she doesn’t laugh. Pepper nods, and feels his fingers touch the bottom of her blouse and then sits up to help him get up over her head. She wore no bra, and that apparently isn’t something he’s expecting as he stares at her chest in wonder. “Wow.” He comments, his hands inching up, but doesn’t touch her. 

Her breath catches, waiting for him to make contact with her body, but his hands remain where they’re at. “Peter, go ahead.” She nods her head, and moans softly as his fingers brush against her left nipple, then caresses her right with the same gentle touch. 

“M-May I kiss them?” The sweetness in his voice sends a little shiver down her spine, Pepper nodding her head as she lays back on the bed, moaning softly as his lips connect to her left nipple. The soft kiss draws a moan from her throat, and then another follows as he gives a little lick to the now stiff nub. She can feel her underwear growing more damp as Peter puts his hand on her other breast, fondling it with his fingers while his lips start to suck on her other nipple. 

Manicured fingers tangle in his hair as she releases another lengthy moan, Peter’s leg now slotted between her thighs, his body pressing closer to hers with each passing second. “Peter, sweetie…” She moans, pushing herself down on top of his thigh, wanting him to know that what he’s doing is doing wondrous things to her body. She feels his hand touch the button on her pants, whimpering softly as she lifts her hips up, happy to see him becoming more confident as his mouth continues to stay on her nipple. 

She puts her own hand on Peter’s pants, and feels him carefully pull away enough so that she can get them off of his body. Once they’re both naked, he returns his leg to be between her thighs, his cock pushing up against the top of her thigh. His mouth has moved to her other breast, giving it the same attention as the other while his fingers dance with teasing touches on her other. 

“What a gorgeous sight.” Tony makes his presence known, Pepper looking over at the door with half-lidded eyes. She expects Peter to stop, but instead he seems to like the comment as his teeth scrape against her nipple, causing her to gasp and lift up off the bed. “Perfect, Peter. She loves to be bitten like that.” Tony strips his shirt off, and walks over to the bed, sitting behind Peter. “You both look stunning right now.” 

“T-Tony..” Peter’s soft moan has Pepper pushing her thigh up to give his cock a little tease, as she watches her husband place his hands on Peter’s hips. “I-Is this really okay…?”

“Yes, Peter.” Tony murmurs, lowering his head to kiss the small of Peter’s back. “It���s perfectly okay. Isn’t it, Pep?” 

“It really is.” She lifts herself up, scooting back on the bed as she helps Peter move closer to her. “Peter, sweetie - what would you like to do?” Cool air from his mouth blows across her wet nipple, her eyes closing as a soft, content sigh leaves her mouth. 

“What are my options?” He asks, resting his cheek on her stomach, her fingers now running through his wavy hair. “C-Can I watch the two of you? So I know what you like?” 

“You can.” Pepper hadn’t thought about Peter wishing to do something like that. “Or, if you want - you can have a little fun with Tony? And I, well….” 

“Show him, honey.” Tony has pulled Peter into his arms, the two were beginning to kiss each other with a little bit more heat than she’d shared with him. But she doesn’t mind - she knows that they’re much closer to one another, but come hell or highwater, she’s going to spend more time with him whenever the opportunity presents itself. 

She gets up from the bed and goes over to the discreet looking box that anyone coming into the room might think it’s a box to store decorative pillows, when in fact it’s filled with many sorts of toys specifically for the bedroom. She pulls out the device that both her and Tony were thinking of, a strap-on that Tony had built for him that has certain features that a normal strap on wouldn’t. She holds it up, and sees Peter physically shudder hard in Tony’s arms, as a soft chuckle leaves her husband’s mouth. 

“Yes.” Peter nods his head, as Tony spreads his cheeks apart. “B-But then, I want….” 

“Shhh.” Tony touches his lips with his finger, allowing her to get herself situated. “We’ve got plenty of time. Let her show you how good it feels to be fucked by her like this. You can always kiss my cock if you want.” 

Pepper smirks as she sees Peter drool, no one commenting on it as she knows if she was in his position she’d probably be doing the same. Now that she’s got the strap-on nice and secured, she grabs the bottle of lube from their nightstand and walks over to where her two lovers are. “Tony - why don’t you get him ready?” 

“Why don’t we both get him ready? Or, Peter - get on your knees for us.” Tony suggests, as Peter scoots to sit up, and then gets on his knees. “Perfect, baby.” 

Kneeling behind him, Pepper pours a little lube onto Tony’s fingers, and then some onto her own as she watches him reach around to tease Peter’s ass. She hears him gasp, and then moan as Tony’s mouth descends down onto his cock, Pepper holding onto Peter’s hip so that he can’t move. “Let him make you feel good, Peter.” She whispers into his ear, and feels him shake against her chest as Tony’s finger slips inside of him. “Give the control to us. We’re going to make you feel so good, sweetie.” She brushes a kiss to his cheek, then finds his mouth with ease, kissing him softly. 

Her own fingers find the thick digit of Tony’s fingers pushing in and out of Peter. She slips her finger in between the two, her tongue rolling over Peter’s as she hears Tony working his mouth on their younger lover’s cock. She crooks her finger and finds the little bump she’s looking for, and Peter ends the kiss with a deep moan. “P-Pepper…..T-Tony….” 

“Go ahead and come, Peter…” She encourages him, as she prods the tip of her finger against his prostate again. “We’ll make you come again….” She gives it another nudge, and then feels his body start to clamp down around them. Looking over his shoulder, she watches as Tony begins to swallow the load that Peter gives to him, his sweet orgasmic cries making her folds get wetter. “That’s so good, Peter….I’m so proud of you…” 

He leans his head against her shoulder, his cheeks now flushed with the remnants of his orgasm. “M-May I return the favor…?” Peter’s voice is slightly breathless, but the desire is very clear. 

“I would love for you to, baby…” Tony wipes off his mouth, laying back down. “Honey? Be gentle with him, would you? We can break him later.” She glares, but then laughs as Tony blows her a kiss. “Come here, Peter. Show me what that talented mouth of yours is capable of, hmm?” 

She pours some lube onto the device, and then puts her hands on Peter’s ass, spreading his cheeks apart as she watches him lower his head down to Tony’s cock. His hole is nice and open for her, taking her time to tease him with the tip of the strap-on. It’s got a covering on it that Tony developed himself, so it feels more realistic than one of the toys you’d buy at a sex shop, and she knows Peter can tell because he stops midsuck to stop as she gets the tip inside of him. Sliding her hands back up to his hips, she holds him in a loose hold as more of the toy sinks into him, Peter’s moans growing in pitch as she lets him feel the toy. 

“H-Holy….shit….” Peter moans, as he messily kisses Tony’s cock. “W-Why does that feel….holy shit…” 

“Because I made it.” Tony murmurs, pushing his fingers through his hair. “Now, do me a favor and get back to it. Because the sight of Pepper fucking you in turning me on like you wouldn’t fucking believe.” 

Pepper laughs as she pulls her hips back, and then pushes forward again. Both men moan at different pitches, her own clit and cunt being stimulated by the device. Because Tony realizes she needs just as much stimulation as he does, as he’s very kind to remind her whenever she uses this toy on him. She’s careful to not dig her nail into his skin, but then remembers that he probably won’t feel it, or if she causes any bruises that they’ll disappear within hours. And that gets her to move her hips faster, moaning low as she pounds into him, abandoning any restraint she has. 

The answering muffled moans that come out of Peter lets her know that she’s got him right where she wants him. “T-Tony….” She shudders through an orgasm as she keeps bucking her hips, grinding the toy deep inside of Peter. “M-Make him come…” She reaches down and touches a switch, the toy now vibrating with life as she pushes it in and out of Peter’s body. 

Tony reaches down and touches Peter’s cock. Their younger lover raises his head and lets out an ear-splitting moan, Pepper pushing the toy in just a little bit more and sees Peter’s face as he begins to come again, his body shaking hard as Pepper keeps the toy right up against his prostate, her own body exploding with another orgasm that cascades through her body. She hears Peter whimper, and then his mouth is back on Tony, and she sees her husband’s eyes close. The deep moan that leaves Tony’s mouth as he ejaculates into Peter’s mouth is a sound that travels through her soul, her eyes closing tight as she relishes in how good it feels to be this in tune with both men, her body feeling electrified. 

Carefully, she pulls her hips back and takes the toy out of Peter, who collapses onto the bed with a deep groan, Tony laughing as he pulls him up to be in his arms. “Pepper - what did I say? We weren’t supposed to break him yet.” 

She smiles, getting off the bed to take the toy off. She heads to the bathroom with the strap-on, and does a quick cleaning, then leaves it on the counter before heading back into the bedroom, where she sees Peter is curled up against Tony, and looks like he’s sleeping peacefully. “We’re going to seriously have to train him.” Pepper slides under the covers, and gets closer to the two of them. “Because I’m still wanting to go.” 

“I’ll be more than happy to take care of you, honey.” Tony kisses her softly. “But Peter’s a little heavy.” 

“You’ll both just have to satisfy me in the morning.” She closes her eyes, resting close to the two of them. 

“We will, Pepper.” Peter’s voice drifts up towards them, his face still very much buried against Tony’s neck. Waiting to hear if he’ll say anything else, she isn’t surprised when she hears him snore softly instead. 

Her husband looks over at her. “You heard him. Tomorrow, honey.” 

“You’d better.” She blows a kiss to him, then touches the top of Peter’s head with her lips to his kiss. Turning over, she falls asleep with a smile on her lips. 

Hands touching her vagina wake her up a few hours later, and she sees Peter is wide awake, while Tony appears to be fast asleep. She smiles and nods her head, moaning softly as she feels the tip of his cock start to slip between her folds. 

“I-Is this okay?” Peter asks, as his chest presses against her back. “D-Do we need to wake up Tony?” 

“It’s fine, sweetie.” She moans softly as he sinks into her body with a slow thrust. “You’ll have plenty of times when I won’t be around to have fun together.” 

“Sounds perfect, Pepper.” Peter kisses his neck, then they stop talking in favor of finding a good rhythm together. 

She winds up riding him, her chest pressed against his as she fucks herself on his cock. She kisses him with wet, loving kisses, moaning into his mouth as she has one, then two orgasms back to back. She feels him start to pull out, forcing her to stop kissing him. “C-Come inside of me, sweetie….It’s safe, I promise…” 

“Okay….” Peter moans, as he sinks back into her body, the rush of his orgasm hitting her in just the right spot to make her come again with him. 

“Now, who’s going to take care of me?” Tony’s voice has them both looking over at him, Pepper now resting against Peter’s shoulder. “Not that I’m complaining. I am definitely not.” 

“Both of us?” Pepper says, as she pulls herself off of Peter, and moves to kiss her husband as she watches Peter grab the lube. 

“I like the sound of that.” 

Peter sinks down onto Tony’s cock, and Pepper kisses him, teasing his nipples for a little, then puts her hand on Peter’s cock. Tony’s hand slips between her folds, and brings her to another orgasm, her hand stroking Peter in a fast rhythm. Soon, the two men are coming together, the three of them all thoroughly satisfied. She doesn’t bother to clean up, and instead tucks her head against Tony’s shoulder and falls fast asleep. 

In the morning, she sees both Tony and Peter are asleep. Seeing both of them at peace lets her know that yes - this is the right decision. Having Peter in their lives like this now can only mean good things are to come for the three of them. Smiling, she kisses them both, then heads downstairs to prepare coffee for the three of them to enjoy. It’s going to be a nice, lazy day at home and she cannot wait to spend it with the both of them. 

XxX

Cross-posted to AO3

#pepterony #my writing #fanfic

[iloveyou3thousand]

Peter and Tony both stared at Pepper, wide-eyed and stunned into disbelieving silence.

Had they just heard that correctly, or was this some kind of figment of a hivemind they were previously unaware of?

When they looked at each other for a moment, the perplexed expression they found on each other’s face verified that they had, indeed, both heard it correctly.

A short while ago, they had talked about this, the three of them. It had come up after some commercial had interrupted their TV night and Peter had commented on it. It had been discussed, some fantasies were shared, but that’s where the topic of conversation stayed.

After that, neither Tony nor Peter had thought too hard on it again.

But it was clear that Pepper had, because she had just come into the workshop where Tony and Peter were bent over the same project, both covered in motor oil and soot, and announced that she had stopped taking the pill.

Which could only mean one thing.

Pepper tilted her head curiously at the silence that followed from the two men, and she shook her head fondly for a moment, putting her hands on her hips.

“Well?” She encouraged, her expression shifting into something challenging.

“Which one of you is going to try to put that baby in me first?”

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