#virgin!peter

by @thestarkerisobvious and @cutepandaprincess

NC17

First Times

Trigger Warning: use of the word 'Daddy'

“Will you let Daddy touch you again, sweetheart?” he asked gently, caressing one hand over Peter’s ass, caressing one cheek.

He reached into the drawer of the night table, pulling out the lube and a soft hand towel.  He didn't try to do this behind Peter’s back - it happened in front of him.  He needed his younger lover to see it. Tony worked with both hands while he kept Peter in his arms.

Coating two fingers generously, he lay both objects beside him as he moved his fingers into place.

“Yes… just like that…” he crooned as the first finger slipped easily inside.

Peter moaned softly, he felt the pain, but it wasn't as bad as it was the night before. "Hmmmm…" he felt Tony's finger opening him up. It was good. Like he was discovering new wild land. 

“This will get easier each time,” Tony was explaining quietly.  “When two people are together, their bodies get used to each other in time.  It will take some work at first, some getting used to.  Like breaking in new shoes.  It takes persistence.  But then, one day, it won’t take any effort at all.  We’ll just fit together, easily…”  He chuckled.  “Then you’ll be wishing Daddy was bigger…”

Peter mewled at that, almost coming instantly. "Fuck" he panted leaning onto Tony's finger "Ah… Daddy… one day…" he smiled. Wishing for all the promises Tony was making him. 

He longed for their encounters… their bodies together… Their feelings together. 

He wanted so much more than just Tony's body, than Tony's experience.

He wanted Tony. 

“Good boy,” he crooned as he worked in the third finger.  Carefully he watched Peter’s face, but he snuck looks downward.  Peter was so hard already… this might not last long at all.

“Good boy, you’re being so good for me sweetheart…” over and over and over.  Would he ever get tired of it?  Would Peter?

“How does that feel, angel?”

"Oh god! So big!" He moaned, closing his eyes shut, holding Tony's hand against his chest, intertwining their fingers. 

"...it's so big, daddy!" 

“Good boy…” Tony crooned, moving two fingers out and working Peter with just the two.  “You’re doing so good for me, sweetheart.”  He meant to praise Peter for telling him the truth, for expressing how he felt… but Peter probably thought he meant he was taking the fingers well…

“Just tell me if it’s too much…” he whispered, then started slipping the fingers in again, one at a time.

"Yes… so good… so big… hmmmm…" Peter moaned. He was holding onto the sheets, trying to focus on the large amount of sensations he was having now. 

Ah… so “so big” didn’t necessarily mean “too big.”  Watching Peter’s face carefully, it seemed to Tony that “so big” was actually a good thing.  Even now he was spreading his four fingers, holding his hand in a position that forced Peter to open up more than he had the night before… and Peter seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit.

With one arm tightly holding Peter to him, he worked those four spread fingers in and out, rocking Peter back into him, into his hand.  He kissed Peter’s shoulder over and over, teasing it with his beard, with his teeth, taking his time.

"Fuck…" the boy breathed out, all of Tony's body, all of Tony's touches. It was wonderful. Overwhelming. Like heaven. 

Peter rocked his hips against the fingers inside of him. The sting of pain was still there, even though it hurt less than the night before. 

Peter wouldn't say it out loud just now, but he enjoyed the pain as well. 

okay so normally I’m not into tentacles but with venom they sort of come with the territory obviously

love the idea of venom and Eddie in a poly relationship with Peter and this is venom’s first experience with an omega past using a host to breed, impregnate fertile host for their young, and move on

No, this way venom learns how to calm and nurture an omega, at first albeit somewhat clumsily since all he has to go on are Eddie’s memories and the internet, neither of which leave many context clues

But back to the sex. Eddie’s a beta, but Venom can make him an alpha, easy. Venom’s not fully out right away, grumpy but giving in after Eddie says they don’t want to scare Peter right out of their bed and that seeing them together in battle is much different than seeing them together intimately (Venom is obsessed with their precious Peter)

Eddie tries to slow things down until Peter kicks him in the back of the thigh and is like “Knot me!” and that’s where venom comes in, folding around Eddie to create a knot at the same time he’s fucking a tentacle into Eddie’s ass

You and Peter were told to stay behind after class by your history teacher. You were worried. You never did anything wrong, you even had an A in the class. That was something most of your classmates found impossible. “Y/n, you know Peter, don’t you?” You nodded at your teacher, glancing back at Peter, still at his desk. “He’s getting close to be going to a D- to F in here. I want you to tutor him.”

Your teacher faced Peter, “ Parker! Do you know anything on what we are talking about?” The teacher demanded. Peter nodded. “I want you two to meet up after school two times a week without a test or quiz. Three times when there is a test or quiz.” The history teacher explained to the both of you. “Now remember, there’s a test coming up in a in four days.” The teacher added.

You held your history book tight to your chest as you followed Peter to the apartment building that he lived in. He turned his head back a few times to you before entering his apartment then his room. You attempted to have him focus and pay attention when you quized him, but he wasn’t focussing. “ Peter!” You yelled and caught his attention.

You huffed and pushed your glasses up again. It was difficult, you could recite the chapter and study guide in your sleep by now. He couldn’t even tell you what E series defense bounds were. “Okay.” You spoke, you only did this a few times. “Let’s play Strip Study. You get something right, I take off one article of clothing. You get something wrong, I dress or you strip. Okay?” You explained to him. He was suddenly interested. Of course.

You didn’t remember how or when, maybe between Captain America getting his serum or Hitler losing the war, but you found your lips kissing Peter’s. Both of your shirts and his pants and your socks scattered in the room. He blushed like no other boy you tutored, his brown eyes were very curious, and he didn’t move his hands to your red bra covered chest. “Peter, touch me.” You whispered between kisses. You hadn’t gone this far with anyone else, you never planned on it either. “Okay, okay, okay.” Peter whispered back and his eyes searched your body cluelessly. You grabbed his hands and had him touch your boobs. He rubbed them, making you moan. He smirked and started to make out with you again. You laid down and he started to work on your jeans. You grabbed his hands, stopping him. He gave you puppy eyes and pouted. “What’s a Liberty ship?” You asked. He answered it right, taking off your pants. He continued to answer questions right and you couldn’t say no to leading him further. You were turned on too.

He kissed you from you neck, paying attention to each of your breasts, down to your belly button. “Can I keep going?” He asked. You moaned, “Yes, please, yes.” Peter kissed and sucked on your sensitive nub before letting his tongue inside of you. Peter kissed your lips before standing up. He went to his desk with a large smirk and grabbed a condom. You whined with need and spred your legs.

Peter eagerly got back on top of you and slowly put himself in you. “Peter, please move,” you moaned and he obeyed and thrusted deeply in you. Your fingers gripped onto his hair on the back of his neck. “You like that? You naughty little school girl!” Peter deeply whispered. “Oh, yes. Yes!” You announced. Peter thrusted faster, intoxicated by you. You met his hips a few times, having him go deeper. “Peter, shit, Peter, I’m gonna cum!” You breathlessly moaned. “Am I going to make my naughty school girl cum?” You bit your lip, nodding, eyes tightly closed. “Good, because I’m going to be getting off soon too.” He huffed and fucked you harder. “Holy fuck,” he gasped after he came, throwing away the condom.

by @thestarkerisobvious and @cutepandaprincess

Tony couldn’t keep his hands off the rise of Peter’s ass no matter how hard he tried… he was only human dammit… but when Peter shifted, exposing more of his ass to Tony’s hands, Tony’s hands just went up.  Caressing the small of Peter’s back, running over his shoulders and the back of his head, all these were lovely pastimes too. He hadn't been completely sure he would be making out with his brilliant (beautiful!) intern tonight, but now that he was...

...he didn’t want to hurry this.  If his hands went lower, his twenty-something-intern might get the wrong idea and decide it was time to move things along.  But right now… right now was perfect…

Tony couldn’t remember the last time he had been allowed to kiss someone for this long.

Pepper had made fun of him in the early years, back when they were still intimate.  Laughed at him wanting to make out like a teenager.  He had no way to explain to her that it was the part he needed most… the closeness, the intimacy.  The feeling of being cared for when another human being cradled his face in two hands.  When the clothes came off… well, that was just mechanics.  Something to be done with and then dismissed.

Pepper had been profoundly different, because after the clothes came off and the mechanics were finished, the intimacy actually began.  After she was satisfied, then she was ready for the part Tony needed.  A little of the kissing, mostly the closeness and the cradling.  

With men it was different.  Men Tony’s age didn’t expect it, and boy’s Peter’s age were all too eager to show off… usually their oral skills… usually headed south before the first kiss was over.

But this was different.  

Tony was embarrassed at how much he was moaning… but every time Peter put two hands on the sides of his face he just melted.  Sometimes he pulled back just to look up in amazement at the boy’s face.

Sometimes Peter would start kissing downward and Tony’s heart would break a little, knowing this part was coming to an end…

Then Peter would come right back to his mouth again and the melting started all over again.

Peter was a mix of feelings now. He could hardly believe he was here, in his boss's penthouse. In his lap. In his arms. Peter wanted more of this, at the same time he wanted things to get started. (And at the same time he was trying very hard not to think about what would happen if...)

He kissed all the way of Tony's face, his lips, his neck, his goatee. Moaning at everything Tony did with his hands. Moaning at everything Tony did to him. 

God… this was perfect… 

Sometimes Peter would put his hands on Tony’s face, sometimes Tony took his hands and put them on the sides of his face himself.  Both felt like heaven.  

“My god you’re perfect…” Tony whispered… it was not an adequate description of what he was feeling right now, but it was all he had.

Over the years he had learned to keep a certain distance from other people… people in business, people in the superhero business, people in bed.  It was safer that way.

In the past 10 minutes he seemed to have forgotten all he had learned.

“Peter… you’re making me crazy…” he moaned helplessly.  This kid had put a spell on him, there was simply no explanation for it.  

One hand ran possessively up Peter’s back, pulling his shirt up with it.  The other hand squeezed greedily on a handful of ass.

Peter moaned loudly, blushing hard when he realized the sounds he was making. He helped Tony get rid of his shirt. Panting softly when he felt the man's eyes on him. 

"Tony… fuck…" his hair was a mess, sweaty and glued to his forehead. He opened his mouth again, then closed it again. The words just wouldn't come. 

”Yes” Tony whispered, moving suddenly to kiss Peter on the mouth again.  What he whispered next he whispered directly against Peter’s lips.  “Whatever it is, baby, I guarantee the answer is ‘yes.’” 

Peter pulled away enough to speak. This was as good a time as any. He took a deep breath and strugged to find the words.

"This… I've never… been with anyone before…" he admitted, embarrassed. 

Tony blinked in confusion.  Then he blinked several times in confusion.  It didn’t help that this most beautiful body was inches in front of him, and he was ready to cover every inch with his mouth.  He needed to taste it, needed that in a powerful way…

...but wait…

He pulled back enough to fully focus on Peters face, looking into his eyes, perplexed.  

Was Peter saying… was he admitting he had never been in a relationship before??  And did that mean he wanted Tony to… Tony’s chest tightened and his mouth went dry and his heart pounded. 

He wanted that… wanted that like a drowning man wanted to breathe. Wanted this brilliant, beautiful boy in his life.  Wanted it so badly it was OBVIOUS he should say no.  Nothing he wanted like that could be a good thing...

“Kid… are you… are you sure?  Are you sure… you want it to be me?  I mean I’m nine miles of bad road…”

Peter nodded eagerly. "I want it to be you… I'm… I'm… not sure I'll be good at it… but I'm enjoying this," he admitted, closing the distance and kissing Tony's lips. 

"Can we continue? I mean… I understand if you don't want someone as inexperienced as me..." he started to ramble and feel insecure. Covering his chest with his hands nervously. 

Automatically Tony took Peter’s hands and placed them on his own chest, even as he tried his best to puzzle out the incredible information he was receiving.

When Peter had started talking it had occurred to him that he had gotten it wrong… of course Peter wasn’t talking about his first relationship, he was saying this was the first time he had been with his boss before...  which made sense since he had never worked for anyone before… but wait… even that didn’t make sense… now Tony couldn’t figure out what he was being told.

He did catch the part where Peter was enjoying the kissing, so he leaned forward and kissed him very gently, brain spinning.

Then he leaned forward and wrapped his arms around the boy for a moment.  It was a ruse - it was to hide his face as he tried to puzzle out what this could possibly mean.

He had caught the word ‘inexperienced’ … the exact opposite of the boys he had been dealing with for the past several years.  Those boys were eager, sometimes over-eager, to show off their skills (and some, of course, were professionals.)  None of them had ever announced that they were inexperienced… 

This was a puzzle.  And vitally important - he had to ask the questions very delicately.

Now they weren’t even kissing - he was just holding Peter, rubbing his hands up and down Peter’s back.  He was taking too long, and it was getting awkward.  He had to say something.

He kissed the boy on the side of the face and spoke very carefully.  “Okay... give me information.  

“You mean… you’ve never been… with an older man?”

Peter swallowed hard. Oh no.

yes that’s so SWEET like were you thinking they have an arranged marriage type situation or how did they get together????

like if Peter’s willing to go against the one vow/principle of waiting until marriage that he’s held onto since he was a child, then Peter’s seriously upset

and Tony has to sit him down because Peter’s just hiccuping (and maybe even tries to drop to his knees at one point bc he can’t /take/ it anymore, he’s so /sick/ of carrying this belief by himself) and Tony settling Peter in his lap and explaining that any sex or sexual act that happened between them like this wouldn’t even be enjoyable for Tony because he knows it isn’t what Peter really wants.

so I would like to celebrate by posting ONE of my favorite “Virgin!Peter stories...”

Of all the amazing things that had happened to Peter that night, of all the miracles, perhaps the best of all was that Tony’s face was buried in his neck when he came.  Because Peter did not want Tony to see his face right now.