Aug 11, 2017
@spideypal
“Come here boy.” Frank slid down the wall with a groan, his whole body was ached but nothing he couldn’t take.
“The night is too fuckin’ cold. I brought something to warm us up.”
Loading...
seen from Canada
seen from Norway
seen from China
seen from Azerbaijan
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Canada
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from Lithuania
seen from Brazil
seen from Australia
seen from France
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Malaysia
seen from Germany
seen from China
seen from Netherlands
seen from Bangladesh
@spideypal
“Come here boy.” Frank slid down the wall with a groan, his whole body was ached but nothing he couldn’t take.
“The night is too fuckin’ cold. I brought something to warm us up.”
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
@spideypal
“Oh, I wasn’t going to.” Peter explained, biting down his lower lip, looking down at the present in his hands. “But um….It’s more of a social visit.” He added, feeling his cheeks turn a soft shade of pink as he left the perfectly wrapped box on the table next to the older man, hoping that he would like the silly shirt he had gotten and the mug he had crafted specially for him. “MerryChristmasmisterStark.” He said, perhaps too fast, placing his hands behind his back. “Um….From Aunt May and um…Myself.”
It took him a second, maybe two to realize this was a gift for him...from Peter. Anthony blinked and placed his phone in the inner pocket of his jacket as he approached the box. ' What? I ...Peter you didn't have to- ' Shit, now he felt bad because got nothing for the boy. He had talked to Friday about this but both thought it wasn't the right moment, maybe too soon and maybe Peter would take it the wrong way and maybe Anthony should keep his distance a little more but ...- before his brain could register what this was and what was this feeling, his arms had wrapped around the other one, pulling him into a tight, happy embrace. ' Merry Christmas Peter, I'm sorry I don't have something for you...yet.' His eyes closed and a small smile on his features.
Stark pulled back and looked at the box, bitting his lower lip before deciding to open it before him. He pulled out the shirt fist and laughed after reading it. ' Hey...this one is pretty good, how did you know I like shirts with jokes?' The smile grew wider and placed it aside before taking out the mug. ' !!! Woah....where did you get this one? ' He placed it carefully on the table and grabbed a chair to sit, hands over the desk and chin resting on them. ' Does it do something? '
"..." He leaned down, looking at the robotic arm. "Yeah, yeah. She knows." He mumbled, chuckling softly at how exited the arm seemed. It was like a puppy and Peter found himself patting it as a way to say hello. "Sort off." He mumbled to himself, turning around to look back at Mr. Stark. "I brought regular ones and ones that are filled with chocolate and dulce de leche."
“Good, I feel like she doesn’t like me already.”But that’s just a regular feeling on him so maybehe’s imaging things.
“I’ll have one of each. Want some...coffee? I don’tthink I have anything else to drink.”
The workshop? For real? Peter smiled brightly, making his way to the elevator, the door opening for him to take him where he needed to go. "Food, yes." He said, walking towards the glass doors. "I went to the place where that woman bought me the churro." He explained, showing the brown paper bag in his hand. "Thought maybe you would like to try them."
Tony had the image of Peter approaching to his workshop on the screen, not really looking at it but at what he was doing with the piece of metallic boot on his work table.
Once Peter was before the door he went to open it to let him in, smiling at both, him and the bag of food...more to the bag of food now.
“I can’t believe you remembered the place, but I think you should know I’m so weak for sweet food.”Pretty much all kind of junk food but ...He told Dum-e to bring two of the small boxes of milk he had on the mini fridge and sat on his stool, cleaning his hands with an oil stained cloth.
“How’s your aunt taking your little visits to the Avengers facility by the way? I mean...she knows you’re coming here, right?”
"Mr. Stark! Remember that woman I helped a while ago and that bought me a churro? Well, it was a great churro so I went and bought some...." He frowned. "Mr. Stark? Mr. Stark, where are you?"
Tony looked at the screen that showed Peter walking into the living room and asked Friday to let him talk to the boy.
“I’m downstais in the workshop, why don’t you come here? Also...did I hear something about food?”
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming