I'm so sorry you're not feeling well Rafni 🥺 When I think of fluff, unfortunately, the first thing that comes to mind is little Peter I'm not sure if that's what you're looking for but when Peter gets sick, Tony and Stephen have to tag team bc ofc the baby is fussy at first when faced with taking icky medicine! Tony has him in the living room on their huge couch and Stephen keeps track of the times when Peter needs to take some more medicine! And when the baby gets frustrated with Stephen, the daddies switch roles! ^^ The doctor has his hands in his boy's brown curls and Tony has JARVIS keep a timer bc he forgets just like his boy 😅
It always ends up with a sleepy peter tho. And he gets sandwiched between his daddies while some movie plays on TV!!!!
I hope you feel better soon, sweets 🫂
Hiya sweets! Love it when you drop by hehe🤭🤭💗💗
And yess this is exactly what I need! Daddies having to work as a team to trick their baby into getting better🥴
Maybe the first few times Tony has to pretend to take medicine too and then get a cookie as a reward to tempt Peter into doing the same? And he does take his medicine like a good boy, and gets a cookie for all the trouble🙂↕️🙂↕️
And I love that Tony needs Jarvis to remind him of the time hehe! Stephen is out running errands, so Tony is in charge of Peter. Stephen comes home to find them both eating popsicles.
“He had his medicine before getting a treat, right, Tony?”
“Oh, yeah! Of course.”
Stephen leaves the room and Tony scrambles to find the medicine. Peter just giggles as he watches Tony hurry to measure out the liquid and then urges Peter to take it before Stephen comes back🤭🤭💗💗
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Imagine tony being a really heavy sleeper and peter taking advantage of it , tony wakes up to peter standing over his with a mischievous look in his eyes, and tony raises his eyebrows at himPeter starts laughing and tony is really confused until it wakes up stephen who when he wakes up looks at Tony's face and just looks confused then starts laughing this causes tony to go to the bathroom and check the mirror turns out peter has scribbled all over his face and it in permanent marker so no matter how much scrubbing there's fine lines going across his face
I LOVE throuple Tony, Stephen and Peter where Peter is the absolute worst brat >:3
Like he makes these men feel their age every minute that they spend together and they reallyyyy want to do a lot of things to that bouncy twink to make him stop his brattiness and mischief🫣🫣
But, at the same time, it turns Tony and Stephen on a lot…🥴🥴
Doesn't matter that is 3 AM and its Stephen's first day off in 6 weeks.
Stephen's head covered by a bag, and when it gets ripped off he is in the middle of a warehouse, with a military medic tent set up in the middle of it.
There is notorious Mob boss Tony Stark - covered in blood, pointing his gun at Stephen.
"Fix him and you live"
Loud beeping alarm sounds off then the yelling starts.
" He's coding!"
" - get the defibrillator"
" - is Strange here yet?!"
Tony turn toward the tent then back at Stephen, his eyes wild, he pulls the hammer back on his gun.
" Now"
And this how Stephen meets Peter Parker. Well if he makes it through the surgery that is.
" You did wonderful work on the ropes Dear. Who knew you had the patience." was said in a teasing tone.
" Well worth it. Look at him, all tied up and no place to go."
" Fuck off! Let me go!"
A gloved hand slides along the ropes that were wrapped around Peter's arms, tracing the braided work, before they swiftly reach up to grab a handful of those brown curls and tugging.
Hard.
Behind the blindfold, Peter's eyes roll back at the sensation. Gasping out. They seem to know all his weak points and were using them against him.
" That wasn't a very nice thing to say. Here I am, taking care of you, and your Daddy got you all prettied up for you to be mouthy?" the voice tsked at him.
There was a chuckle before the other voice spoke " What a naughty little thing…but I think you like this"
Peter tries to shake his head and pull himself away from the grasp he was in, unsuccessfully. He was already starting to get floaty. His thoughts starting to jumble up.
"No! I… What did you give me? "
The two voices chuckle again.
The one holding his hair loosens his grip but remains holding onto the curls, tugging gently this time to direct it to tilt Peter's head to the side. The hands holding onto his ankles slide away, and after a moment, Peter can feel the bed dip in front of him.
He feels corned now. Not like he didn't feel it before, but now he knows he is in between the two, trapped. His cock gives a slight twitch at the thought.
The gloved figure presses the front of their body against the back of Peters. While the person was fully dressed still, it was clearly an erection pressing into the small of Peter's back.
The person in the front leans down and presses kisses along the side of Peter's neck.The scratching sensation of the beard along with the kisses causes him to shiver once more.
"Don't you want to be our good boy?"
Peter lets out a small whine.
"I… Good boy?"
The gloved hand holding his hair lets go, and moves to gently pet his hair.
" Yes, our good boy. Taking his shot so well for us. I'll let Daddy reward you while he takes his shot."
"That can wait til after, I wanna have fun now." the person mumbled as he kept kissing along Peter's neck before he started to gently bite and suck at his neck.
Peter gives another whine before leaning back against the person behind him.
" No. You can have fun while you get your shot or after"
The person in front pulls back from Peter.
" Yeah and what kind is fun is that?"
There a huff and then a sigh, the person moves his hands to grasp at Peter's shoulders to hold him steady as he scoots back. Once the figure has back off, he move his hands down to the side of Peter's thighs and starts pulling his back.
Once he had been scooted back for a foot or two, the hands moved up to the top of Peters back and pushed him down gently. Now, Peter is back into a kneeling position with his head lying against the mattress.
"Get behind him, eat him out and I'll give you, yours. We agreed to this."
Peter moans as a hand wraps around his now leaking cock and gives it a few playfully tugs.
part two following @winterspiderpurrs first part here
this is all part of the headhunted au and will be uploaded to AO3
kidnapping, drugging, smut, bondage, con non-con, happy ending eventually
Peter lifts his head up and tries to sharpen his ears since he cannot rely on his eyesight. His nose cannot tell him much either, except a faint dog smell, but that he already figured based on the licks to his hands and cheeks.
A snapping of fingers and there are two dog whimpers in response. The patter of claws, a door being opened and then shut. Peter figures the two people he heard at first are still with him. He inhales quietly, trying to steady his nerves.
“You wanna lay down for this?” A voice asks. There is some rustling. Paper and plastic.
“What? For what?” Peter asks, turning his head, although there is not much point with the blindfold still on. And even if he is on his feet, he cannot attack to try and escape with his arms tied behind his back.
“A slight pinch, is all. How well do you handle injections usually?” The same voice, followed by another.
“You’ll be more comfortable on the bed.”
Peter sniffs through his nose. He wants to fight back, wants to make this harder for his captors, but how?
“I don’t know where the bed is.”
The second voice chuckles. It is a rich sound, but the first voice is lower.
Bare hands grip at his upper arm, guiding him gently forwards.
“Here, let me help. Lift your knee, there. And the other. I’ll lower you down. Trust me.”
“Trust you? Fuck you, honestly.” Peter says, trying to keep his voice steady.
“Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea who’s gonna fuck who…”
The man behind him does as promised, using the ropes tied around his torso to lower Peter face down onto the bed. Then, he moves to sit between Peter’s knees, forcing them apart with his hands. The young man kicks his legs, but strong hands grip his ankles.
Peter whimpers and wiggles his upper body, but to no vain.
“Why are you doing this? Why me? Bucky was with me. He knows I’ve been taken, so my family is coming to get me.”
Both the men in the room coo and chuckle, making Peter swallow thickly. All his wiggling against the bed is making his cock come alive, despite the circumstances.
“No one is coming to help you. It’s just us three.”
“Don’t worry, handsome. We’ll take good care of you.” The first lower voice speaks again, coming closer.
A gloved hand comes down hard on Peter’s ass and he yelps in surprise. His skin heats up within seconds of the impact, making a stark contrast to the cold wipe rubbing against his skin in the same spot.
“Just a slight pinch.”
The bare hands still hold onto Peter’s ankles, otherwise he would have kicked again when a needle pushed through his skin and something was injected into him.
“Ah, fuck! Fuck off! What- what was that?” Peter pants, trying to shake free.
“You’ll feel it in a second. Just give it some time. Shh, relax. We’ll take care of you, promise.”
And with that, the gloved hands reached under Peter’s ass, lifting his hips so that he was on his knees. There was no denying it now. Peter felt his hard cock hang in the air between his spread legs.
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@vaguekiwi says jump so i ask how high and here i am!!!💗💗💗
part three to «Don’t Ever Change» on AO3. it will be uploaded there asap🥰🥰
——— written by grace ———
"Stephen..."
"Tony."
"Babe, seriously."
"I'm being serious."
"No you're not."
"Babe!"
"Babe!"
Tony scowled at his husband and crossed his arms, letting the ER bill flutter to the kitchen counter.
"He's in the hospital, Tony. What the hell do you expect us to do?"
"You could at least show some concern!" Tony hissed, rearranging the stack of papers on the kitchen counter so they were in order by date.
"We owe over twenty—"
"I know how much we owe, babe."
"Then why don't you act like it? Or go to bat with the fucking insurance company - I don't care it blood clots in Littles are rare events, that's precisely why we have insurance."
"That's not how the insurance company sees it. The contract we have with them says -"
"I know what it fucking says, Stephen. Give it a rest. Tony collapsed into one of the stools at the kitchen counter, staring helplessly at the bills he'd arranged.
Tony looked uncertainly at Stephen, "what if we switched him over to my insurance?"
Stephen poured two cups of tea and brought one over to Tony. "What does your insurance say about blood clots in Littles?"
"Fuck — I don't know. But if one more person says force majeure to me l'm gonna lose it."
Stephen smiled and leaned down to kiss Tony on the top of the head, "we'll figure out the bills, babe. We always do."
——— written by me ———
Peter has never spent this long by himself in the hospital. Sure, he has had a few stays the last year, but he has never spent more than an hour alone.
Telling time isn’t easy for a Little, but it feels like a long time now. Peter has watched half a dozen episodes of Pokemon, and the Netflix app is telling him he has two more episodes to go before the next season.
A nurse comes in, startling Peter. The boy jumps visibly, and the nurse apologises gently.
“Hey there. You’re all alone?”
Peter doesn’t dare nod, just blinks.
“Do you want me to call your CGs?”
But, before Peter can respond, the door opens again and Stephen comes in. He is dressed in scrubs, but Peter doesn’t notice right away. He is just very glad to see his Daddy.
“Daddy!”
“Hi, sorry, it took so long. Papa and I had to fix some things at home.” Stephen says, coming over to kiss and hug Peter.
Truth be told, Peter is a bit mad he was left alone for so long, but most of all he is happy to get kisses and hugs. Daddy cups his cheeks, kissing his forehead and nose.
“Where’s Papa?”
“He’s coming too. I came first since I’m starting my shift soon.”
That makes Peter pause. He shakes his head so that Stephen lets go of his cheeks. Daddy came just to work? And not be with him?
Stephen can tell Peter is not happy to hear that he will be working, and it tears at his heart in the worst way possible. But, it cannot be helped. And, actually, in the long run, an extra ER evening shift is exactly what will help them financially in the long run.
But, Stephen doesn’t get into it. That is a long and complicated conversation to have with a Little.
“Uhm- sorry, did you come to do his vitals or?” Stephen asks, turning to the nurse still in the room.
“Oh! Yeah- I did. I was here earlier too, so I think Peter remembers me.”
“Marissa…?” Peter says quietly, beaming when the nurse nods.
“Yeah! That’s me. I’ll do the same checks as last time. Is that all right?”
Peter flickers his eyes to his Daddy, but Daddy is busy looking at his phone. It makes the Little even more angry.
“Yeah… it’s okay.” Peter replies to Marissa.
“All right, baby.” Stephen says, pocketing his phone while Marissa gets gloves. “I have to go now, but Papa is on his way so he will be here soon and spend the night. Okay? I might not be able to drop by, but I’ll come after my shift. You might be asleep then.”
Stephen leans down to kiss Peter again. The boy doesn’t feel nearly as loved as he did when Daddy first came. He doesn’t lean into the touch, but just lets Daddy do it. Much like he lets Marissa check his vitals again.
@professional-benaddict we’re continuing and you’re coming with me whether you want to or not 😌
—
“Stephen…”
“Tony.”
“Babe, seriously.”
“I’m being serious.”
“No you’re not.”
“Babe!”
“Babe!”
Tony scowled at his husband and crossed his arms, letting the ER bill flutter to the kitchen counter.
“He’s in the hospital, Tony. What the hell do you expect us to do?”
“You could at least show some concern!” Tony hissed, rearranging the stack of papers on the kitchen counter so they were in order by date. “We owe over twenty—“
“I know how much we owe, babe.”
“Then why don’t you act like it? Or go to bat with the fucking insurance company — I don’t care if blood clots in Littles are rare events, that’s precisely why we have insurance.”
“That’s not how the insurance company sees it. The contract we have with them says —“
“I know what it fucking says, Stephen. Give it a rest.” Tony collapsed into one of the stools at the kitchen counter, staring helplessly at the bills he’d arranged.
Tony looked uncertainly at Stephen, “what if we switched him over to my insurance?”
Stephen poured two cups of tea and brought one over to Tony. “What does your insurance say about blood clots in Littles?”
“Fuck — I don’t know. But if one more person says force majeure to me I’m gonna lose it.”
Stephen smiled and leaned down to kiss Tony on the top of the head, “we’ll figure out the bills, babe. We always do.”
Giggling could be heard from the main living room of the manor. It overshadowed the argument going on in the background.
Peter was sitting in front of the fireplace, his cell phone out, as he recorded his newest presents. Who knew what fun it would be to be a third in a marriage. Outside of the whole kidnapping being shot at and all the things being with a mob boss entailed.
Currently, in front of Peter was the non communication present of the husbands trying to ensure Peter had the best first Christmas with them. And them trying to compete with each other.
A large great dane puppy that Tony got him was currently playing with the new kitten that Stephen had gotten him.
Peter was too busy gushing over the newest additions to the family he was tuning out Stephen and Tony, being annoyed with each other by what the other bought
" We already have 2 big dogs, a kitty is perfect and small"
" Yes 2 dogs what is one more? He passed his training, that cat isn't trained"
" Guys, I love them both. Now come sit so I can get a picture of all of us!"
Peter arranged everyone on the couch, his camera sitting on the mantle as he got them ready to pose. Stephen and Tony on either side of Peter in the middle, Diablo the doberman beside Stephen, Rogue the other dobie next to Tony. On the floor in all of their laps was newly named Pixie, the great dane puppy, and the kitten called Costello.
The flash of the camera catching a glint of jewelry around each of the mens neck. Peter was nervous about what to get his partners. He wanted to give them something that showed how much he loved and appreciated them, allowing him to join them. Not like he really had a say, as they wanted him first. But something to remind them and himself that they were together.
So he had custom made jewelry designed for them. They each had the same style of necklace, Tony's in gold, Stephen's in white gold and Peter's in rose gold. They each had a small rectangular pendant, and on the sides were engraving.
Tony's had Peter's and Stephen's names and the dates of when Peter just met him and then the wedding date of Tony and Stephen's.
Stephen's had the first date of meeting Peter with his name and his wedding date with Tony.
Peter's had both of their names and the date of when he met Stephen and when Peter came to work at Tony's nurse.
Peter actually gave them the gifts early on Christmas Eve. He was too nervous and after dinner that night, when they went to cuddle up together in bed he gave them the gifts then. He knew he made the right decision when he saw the look in their eyes as he put his own necklace on that had their names engraved.
Then, they spent the rest of Christmas Eve in bed with each other. Reminding each other how much they love each other and in Peter's case, how much these two men own him in every possible way.
Have a Merry Christmas, and I wish you the best for the New Year!
