[ There are few things in the world that would be able to stop Peter from accepting this invitation and making it there in record time, and luckily for him, none of those things happen. No crimes pop up on the route he takes, no scolding aunt or friends, no school deadlines that would make or break him graduating. He's lucky that it's so quiet for a Friday night, but perhaps that's partially because it's so late at night and all good little hooligans are at home snug in bed.
Suffice to say, he doesn't take the scenic route on the way to Tony, but he does swing himself halfway up the building and then sneakily crawl the rest of the way. He has to hype himself up a little while also calming himself down, but in the end, he trusts Tony to be able to, well... lead. He's good at taking control of situations, he can handle Peter, they've built up a good rapport and friendship over the years—there's nothing to worry about.
So he doesn't pause for more than a few seconds when he gets to the window and then flips through it to land on the balls of his feet. Part of him is still half expecting this to be a joke, or maybe a really well-planned and cruel trap some new villain is playing on him. He takes a few steps forward, waiting for his sixth sense to detect danger, and then pulls his mask off with a sigh of relief when it doesn't. ]
[ luckily for peter, tony's plans for the evening mostly consist of bourbon and dicking around with some code in one of his holo desks, but truth be told, this feels like a much better way to spend an evening alone. morgan's at pepper's for the weekend, and his meetings are done until monday, so he had meant it with his chest when he said all night. he has nowhere to be.
still... as he closes up the unassuming table and boots friday back up again, her holo displays gently fading into life above him, he feels as though his heart is in his throat.
tony's good at being smooth, at getting someone into bed, but that person has never been peter parker. it's always been someone he never intends on seeing again, someone he can just smooth talk and get what he wants.
this is different, entirely. there might be strings attached, and for all he knows, he might be peter's first? that's a whole other thing to unpack, but he's not given the luxury of time when he hears his name gently called out into the house, like he's just as nervous.
at least it's not just him. ]
downstairs!
[ tony gets to his feet and busies himself with friday's boot process, making it look like he's been busy with her all along and not lost in thought, in his nerves.
there's also the ever-present flashes in his head of what peter might look like breathless, red faced, moaning out tony's name, but that's the one he forces away for now. if he's lucky, he won't need to imagine it for long. ]
[ Peter is already heading in that direction, naturally drawn there since he can tell the upper floor is vacant, but his feet quicken when Tony’s voice calls out to confirm what he’d already sensed. It makes sense for him to gravitate towards the home’s lab of sorts, even if it’s far more informal compared to some of the places Peter has seen where Tony can work his magic. Maybe nothing can compare to the huge rooms of the Avenger’s compound with any resource imaginable, but this cozy and intimate setting is fair superior given the things he’s here to do.
Clearing his throat as he comes down the stairs, feeling like he has to announce his presence since this isn’t his house and sometimes he sneaks up on people without thinking about it, he waits for Tony to turn around and beckon him closer. He suddenly feels so awkward, hyperaware of his body and how it moves beneath the tight layer of his suit. Maybe it’s because he knows that they’re about to do some very physical things together, that Tony will be seeing and touching and moving that body in ways that Peter has only dreamed of before. Because yes, of course he’s dreamed about this, he’s had a crush on Tony Stark for years. Stumbling a bit, he laughs nervously and runs a hand back through his hair as he comes to stand in front of Tony. ]
Not interrupting any important brainstorming, am I? [ He can’t help sneaking a peak at the holo display, he’s a scientist to the core. ]
[ tony's heart picks up to a million miles a second as soon as peter is close enough to him that he catches his scent. something about him is comforting, helps him both relax and stay on edge all at the same time. he shifts his weight from one foot to the other, hoping his nerves don't show, but before he has time to try and manage a sentence, peter beats him to it and tony's eyes follow the trail to the holo display. ]
friday's rebooting. system updates. it's... cool to see, she takes a different connection route every time.
[ but his attention is only half on the other display, the other half delegated to spider-man, to peter parker. that same little crush, that same nagging feeling at the back of his heart bubbles to the surface now as it always has. the difference now is how much harder it pulls, how much he's drawn to him and how he feels like he might stop breathing if he doesn't get closer still.
so he does. with only a step and half of a second, he's in peter's space, but not so close that it's suffocating, or so he hopes. tony's aware of every little motion he makes, how he tilts his head just so, just enough so that when he speaks, warm breath spreads across peter's neck and jaw. ]
[ Unfortunately for Tony, and perhaps as an unfair advantage to Peter, he can sense all the little changes in his behavior and the kinds of biological reactions he has no control over. Tony has always been a little high strung, at least when it comes to things like the energy he seems to carry himself with, but nothing compares to the hammering of his pulse in Peter's ear as if he has it pressed up against Tony's chest. He can see the minute shift in his body as he moves, smell the increase in pheromones on the back of his tongue, practically taste faint traces of sweat on his skin. Peter has always been hyperaware of Tony thanks to his admiration for and later crush on the man, but now that it's been aired and reciprocated, he doesn't have to try and resist the urge to dial in to everything about him as he stands feet away and returns the same awkward look that Peter is giving him. ]
Oh, awesome! She just picks what she wants to do?
[ It is awesome, he's not feigning interest for the sake of appearing cool and calm in the situation. He can't say that FRIDAY is going to hold his attention for long, if at all, not when Peter blinks and suddenly Tony is closer. Inhaling suddenly and deeply, he bites back a moan that threatens to bubble up at how easily the older man breaks through the barrier that's been between them for so long as if it's the easiest, most natural thing in the world. Peter can't stop himself from shivering at the way he can feel Tony's words against his skin any more than he can stop the goosebumps that raise in the wake of them. ]
I just want you.
[ The words come before he can think of a better response, something smooth or witty as is deserving of someone as smart as Tony. Wincing a little at how cheesy he sounds instead, Peter hesitates a moment before leaning in to bridge the distance between them and claim a kiss. Maybe he doesn't have the right thing to say, but hopefully his actions can speak loudly enough. ]
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both?
it'll work up an appetite
railing all night
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pretend you said something much smoother than that
pizza and sex it is
window's open
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but you still like me so
maybe you're smooth enough for the both of us
don't get cold waiting for me!
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chop chop spider-man
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Suffice to say, he doesn't take the scenic route on the way to Tony, but he does swing himself halfway up the building and then sneakily crawl the rest of the way. He has to hype himself up a little while also calming himself down, but in the end, he trusts Tony to be able to, well... lead. He's good at taking control of situations, he can handle Peter, they've built up a good rapport and friendship over the years—there's nothing to worry about.
So he doesn't pause for more than a few seconds when he gets to the window and then flips through it to land on the balls of his feet. Part of him is still half expecting this to be a joke, or maybe a really well-planned and cruel trap some new villain is playing on him. He takes a few steps forward, waiting for his sixth sense to detect danger, and then pulls his mask off with a sigh of relief when it doesn't. ]
Hey, mis— Tony?
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still... as he closes up the unassuming table and boots friday back up again, her holo displays gently fading into life above him, he feels as though his heart is in his throat.
tony's good at being smooth, at getting someone into bed, but that person has never been peter parker. it's always been someone he never intends on seeing again, someone he can just smooth talk and get what he wants.
this is different, entirely. there might be strings attached, and for all he knows, he might be peter's first? that's a whole other thing to unpack, but he's not given the luxury of time when he hears his name gently called out into the house, like he's just as nervous.
at least it's not just him. ]
downstairs!
[ tony gets to his feet and busies himself with friday's boot process, making it look like he's been busy with her all along and not lost in thought, in his nerves.
there's also the ever-present flashes in his head of what peter might look like breathless, red faced, moaning out tony's name, but that's the one he forces away for now. if he's lucky, he won't need to imagine it for long. ]
took you long enough. c'mere.
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Clearing his throat as he comes down the stairs, feeling like he has to announce his presence since this isn’t his house and sometimes he sneaks up on people without thinking about it, he waits for Tony to turn around and beckon him closer. He suddenly feels so awkward, hyperaware of his body and how it moves beneath the tight layer of his suit. Maybe it’s because he knows that they’re about to do some very physical things together, that Tony will be seeing and touching and moving that body in ways that Peter has only dreamed of before. Because yes, of course he’s dreamed about this, he’s had a crush on Tony Stark for years. Stumbling a bit, he laughs nervously and runs a hand back through his hair as he comes to stand in front of Tony. ]
Not interrupting any important brainstorming, am I? [ He can’t help sneaking a peak at the holo display, he’s a scientist to the core. ]
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friday's rebooting. system updates. it's... cool to see, she takes a different connection route every time.
[ but his attention is only half on the other display, the other half delegated to spider-man, to peter parker. that same little crush, that same nagging feeling at the back of his heart bubbles to the surface now as it always has. the difference now is how much harder it pulls, how much he's drawn to him and how he feels like he might stop breathing if he doesn't get closer still.
so he does. with only a step and half of a second, he's in peter's space, but not so close that it's suffocating, or so he hopes. tony's aware of every little motion he makes, how he tilts his head just so, just enough so that when he speaks, warm breath spreads across peter's neck and jaw. ]
you can stay and watch, if you want.
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Oh, awesome! She just picks what she wants to do?
[ It is awesome, he's not feigning interest for the sake of appearing cool and calm in the situation. He can't say that FRIDAY is going to hold his attention for long, if at all, not when Peter blinks and suddenly Tony is closer. Inhaling suddenly and deeply, he bites back a moan that threatens to bubble up at how easily the older man breaks through the barrier that's been between them for so long as if it's the easiest, most natural thing in the world. Peter can't stop himself from shivering at the way he can feel Tony's words against his skin any more than he can stop the goosebumps that raise in the wake of them. ]
I just want you.
[ The words come before he can think of a better response, something smooth or witty as is deserving of someone as smart as Tony. Wincing a little at how cheesy he sounds instead, Peter hesitates a moment before leaning in to bridge the distance between them and claim a kiss. Maybe he doesn't have the right thing to say, but hopefully his actions can speak loudly enough. ]