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@sp1derpawz and my sweet angel @cutepandaprincess, who requested I work on this little bit of something I found in my WIP folder titled "Inappropriate Use Of Stark Technology."

“I have a surprise for you, baby.”

“For me Daddy?” Peter asked in his sweetest voice, trying to hide his disappointment.

The truth was, Peter was getting a little tired of the Little Game.  As much as he loved it, he wasn’t sure he wanted it every night.  He wasn’t a virgin anymore dammit, and he was really beginning to wish they didn’t have to be ‘gentle’ all the time

Peter appreciated the fact that his older lover had scars, he really did.  Scars inside and out.  And he appreciated that Tony wanted to treat him with the love and care he never got in his childhood, or from his earliest lovers.  

But Peter DID have love and care as a child.  And he got excellent treatment from his first lover (Tony himself.)  And now he felt like a cup running over - overfilled with love and care and tenderness.  Surely it was time for something a little more exciting?

But he couldn’t complain, of course.  Being in bed with Tony Stark was the dream of a lifetime, and how could he possibly complain?  So he did as he was told.  He called Tony “Daddy” and used his soft, unsure voice and waited to be guided and directed.  

“Daddy” was guiding him to lay flat on his stomach now, which was different at least.  Peter did as he was told.  Relaxing as he was told.

Letting Tony slick him up manually, as he usually did.

Breathing deeply when Tony inserted something… (was it his own finger?) inside.

“Does that feel good, sweet angel?” Tony whispered, and Peter whimpered prettily and said his line.

“Mmmmfeels so good Daddy…”

“Good,” Tony crooned.  Then he lay his chest against Peter’s back and whispered against his ear.

“Now clench down on it.”

THAT wasn’t in the script.

In confusion, Peter looked back at the older man, then down their bodies, trying to understand what was happening.  Was that Tony’s finger?

“Clench down on it baby,” Tony was panting, obviously turned on.  “You can’t break it.,” he groaned, kissing the side of Peter’s face.  “Clench down with your muscles…”

“What is… Tony?” Peter tried to move his head to see what Tony was holding but Tony’s head was in the way.  He reached down with his left hand to see what Tony was inserting into him…

“Hands above your head!” Tony ordered and Peter instantly obeyed.

Oh, they were going to play that game?  Peter and Tony had only played that game once, when they had freed the wrecked container ship from the Suez Canal and Tony wanted to show him the nightlife in Cairo.  That’s where Tony had gotten very drunk and their games had gotten decisively ungentle.  They hadn’t played that game again since.  But now…

…but now…

“Sir, what are you putting inside me, sir?”

“Daddy made it just for you, sweet angel.  Eyes forward, hands above your head.  Does it feel good inside you, baby?”

“It feels… like your finger, but different?  Are you sure I can’t break it, Tony?”

“It’s vibranium, angel.  Clench down on it, trust me,” and Peter did as he was told.

They had played with dildos once before, at the very beginning, but Peter had complained that nothing felt better than Tony’s own flesh-and-blood cock.  Which had been true, but he had also been afraid of his own strength, he later admitted.  Breaking a toy while it was inside him?  That would just be too embarrassing. 

Tony was sitting up and withdrawing whatever-it-was and trading it for something else.  Something that was definitely larger than a finger, now teasing Peter’s rim.

“Daddy?” 

“Shhhh… deep breaths… just like I told you…” Tony was crooning, his voice thick with desire, but all Peter could do was try to understand.  Had Tony really used vibranium to make him two different sex toys?

“Oh god Tony what are you doing to me?”

“I’m making my baby feel good…” Peter moaned as Tony withdrew the toy again, pulling away and looking down at his hands.  That’s when Peter realized – Tony was adjusting it.

He wasn’t inserting different vibranium toys of different sizes.  He had created a single vibranium toy with adjustable sizes.  What was pushing into Peter now was the width of three fingers and was making his skin light up like a Christmas tree.  There was gooseflesh covering his arms, and beads of sweat standing on his forehead.  He was whimpering, biting his lip in an effort to stop.  He didn’t want to be making noise.  He wanted to be listening to Tony.

Because Tony was panting like a man who had run a marathon.  Clearly what he was seeing was turning him on beyond reason.  Peter managed to turn his head enough to look into Tony’s face.  Tony didn’t notice, so mesmerized by the sight of what he slipping in and out of Peter’s body.

“Does it feel good baby?” Tony breathed.  Peter whimpered in response.

“Good… now relax.”  He adjusted something at the handle and Peter felt the toy grow inside him.

“It’s a present I made for you in the lab, sweet angel.  It’s what I work on while you’re finishing up at Columbia.  Just something special to make my baby feel good…”

Peter was rock hard and leaking and beginning to wonder if it was possible to come just like this when he finally gasped “Isn’t this an inappropriate use of Stark technology?”

Tony’s eyes were dark and hooded with lust.  Tonight he was more turned on that Peter had ever seen him before.  “Mr. Parker,” he growled before moving in for a kiss.

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