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Peter isnāt in the lab when he gets home, like he usually is. He isnāt in the kitchen either, or the living room, so Bruce shucks his shoes and jacket and moves down the hallway, calling for him. The bathroom and bedroom are empty as well, which only leaves his office.Ā
The door is firmly shut when he reaches it, and he opens it slowly to reveal Peter standing next to his desk, wearing the school girl uniform Natasha had bought him as a gag gift for his birthday.Ā
Bruceās heart skips at how beautiful he looks, sweater falling off his shoulder, skirt and stockings revealing creamy thighs, cheeks pink and lips shiny like he put on makeup. Theyāve never played this particular game, but Bruce is more than willing.Ā
āMr. Parker, may I ask what youāre doing in my office after hours?ā He asks, letting him know heās ready to play as well as seeing where Peter wants this to go.Ā
āI came to talk about the extra credit work, sir, I completed everything you gave me,ā Peter replies, shifting on his feet and tugging his skirt down, not quite meeting his eyes. Bruce steps towards him, loosening his tie and enjoying the way Peter stares at his hands.Ā
āI see, Mr. Parker, you came for a reward,ā Bruce says, voice surer now that he knows what Peterās looking for. He looks relieved when Bruce speaks, nodding excitedly and letting Bruce pull him around the desk and manhandle him to sit on it, legs spread as Bruce settles onto his knees in front of him.Ā
āYou are a good boy, Mr. Parker, I think you really deserve this,ā he says, sliding his hands up his thighs and palming him through his panties, kissing over the trail his hands had followed.
āProfessor!ā Peter gasps, hands moving to grip his shoulders and cock twitching under his hand āPlease!āĀ
Bruce can tell it wonāt be a long night just from how responsive Peter is already, so he wastes no more time pulling him out of his panties and taking him into his mouth, working him over wet and messy as he pushes his hands up his sweater to tweak and pinch his nipples, making him gasp again.Ā
it doesnāt take much to have him moaning and bucking off the desk, gentle suction and lots of tongue driving him crazy, and when Bruce brings a hand down to fondle his balls and he sucks him to the root he practically screams, grabbing his hair and coming down his throat without warning.Ā
Bruce doesnāt mind, swallowing it all down easily, pulling off once Peterās grip loosens, licking around his to get every last trace, standing to share the taste with him, groaning when Peter gropes him through his slacks.Ā
Peter looks wrecked, and he still sounds desperate when he begs to take care of him in return. Bruce would be an idiot to say no, so he tugs his slacks down and settles into his chair, spreading his own legs so that Peter can sit between them and pay him back, like the star student he is.Ā
