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BLACK PANTHER (2018)

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Innocence - Starkercest (Repost)

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Tony Stark had always been close to his nephew. He adored the young boy, but he always had sick fantasies that made his stomach twist up in guilt. After moving away, he ends up having Peter stay for a week. It doesn’t take long for that guilt to fly right out the window.

Warnings/Tags: Incest, NFF, Uncle!Tony, Peter’s age isn’t mentioned, so it’s up to you to fill in the blank with whatever you want. 

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Tony came home to find his little nephew fast asleep on the sofa, textbook open on his lap, pen still in hand and notebook just about to slide from the couch onto the floor. Tony smiled fondly, the sight blooming warmth in his heart as the boy looked peaceful and comfy. Tony hung up his jacket, closed the door quietly and kicked off his shoes before padding silently across the room. 

He leaned down to pluck the books from his lap, placing them onto the table before sliding the pen carefully out of his nephew’s grasp, and placing it on top of the books. Tony then grabbed the blanket hanging over the back of the couch, draping it softly over the boy and brushed a small cluster of curls from his forehead, smiling down as his nephew leaned into the touch; still sleeping and soon relaxing back into the cushions, a smile twitching onto his lips.

Tony had supposed to be home hours before he managed to leave his office. His sister called to tell him that Peter desperately wanted to spend the week at his home during the school break. Tony jumped at the chance, not often seeing his nephew due to moving away a few years prior and stuck only seeing him during holidays and the odd visit. He’d planned to leave early and be there for when he arrived, but ultimately had ended up stuck in meetings and profusely apologize to the teen when he arrived to find Tony wasn’t home. 

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Peter, looking absolutely betrayed: “Were you ever going to tell me?”

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Peter, dramatic as hell: “Five years.”

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Peter: “I spent five years believing that your god-given name was Happy Hogan.”

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Full prompt: Peter having to sit on Tony’s lap bc there’s no place to sit and is really wiggly and tony coming in his pants

ehehe 👀 yes

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Peter doesn’t really have anywhere else to sit. Tony knows that.

Not comfortably, anyway. And Tony won’t allow him to just take up residence on the cold, hard floor. He’s nice like that, giving Peter the opportunity to instead take a seat right there in his lap as if it was such a big sacrifice for Tony to make.

But Peter, sweet, innocent Peter, with all his energy and his near-perpetual need to move as if possessed by an unknown force of sorts, can’t seem to sit still even when he’s perched on Tony’s thighs with his ass oh so perfectly fitted against Tony’s groin.

And he doesn’t notice a thing. He doesn’t notice how Tony shifts beneath him every now and then, trying to reposition Peter in his lap to give him an inch or two more to work with. Unfortunately, just about every time that Tony moves Peter to allow himself a bit of a breather, Peter is quick to slide right back up against him.

He has to have no idea of what he’s doing. That’s Tony’s conclusion. Because if he did know, then he probably wouldn’t be so eager to sidle up to him like that and get all cozy resting against his chest.

Not that Tony doesn’t appreciate the closeness. It could have come at a more opportune time though.

Every time Peter laughs, he shakes, and every time he leans forward or explains something very animatedly, he shifts, and while Tony isn’t too happy with the progression of events, his dick is.

It takes far too little for Peter to be able to turn him on on a regular basis, but now he’s also wearing a pair of very lovely shorts that hug his thighs and ass in a way that has Tony’s eyes linger more than usual – and he moves against him so…fucking well.

Tony really thought that he had more self-restraint, but as it turns out he really doesn’t. He’s hard like a rock in minutes, but luckily the front of his jeans is already usually pretty stiff, so the added hardness beneath the surface shouldn’t bother Peter too much, or even inform him of what is happening right against him.

It’s embarrassing, but surely it’ll go away when Peter actually sits still for a minute and lets Tony catch his breath.

But Peter doesn’t sit still. He’s participating in a conversation with the people around him that Tony already long since lost track of, using grand gestures to illustrate his points and laughing along to what is being said. Tony usually enjoys a bit of suffering, but just a little bit of torture can be fun, but this is downright menacing.

He’s so tempted to put his hands on Peter’s hips and use the grip for leverage, but he’s sure that if he pulls Peter down now he’ll really ruin any chance he has at potentially entering a relationship with him. And truth be told, that’s what Tony’s been after for the longest time. Not actively, because he’s a scaredy cat and is convinced that Peter can do better – but that doesn’t stop him from wanting. But it will remain just that.

Just that, and an inevitable stain in his pants. Yep. He’s getting there.

Tony has to grip either side of his chair in order to a) stay seated and b) refrain from touching Peter. It’s getting harder and harder to keep his hands off – no pun intended – but he’s doing alright considering that Peter is grinding against his erection with every tap of his foot (which is a nervous tic slash habit of his) and every one of those pretty laughs that bubbles up his throat.

Tony tries to squeeze his thighs together when he feels it build and build and build but it’s too late.

His head falls forward against Peter’s back, just between his shoulder blades, and he desperately tries to keep his shuddering to a minimum. He can’t help but tremble though. Peter is still sitting against his cock, which is twitching pathetically against the lining of his underwear. The now damp lining of his underwear, no less. Peter – bless him – pauses to half twist around in Tony’s lap and look at him over his shoulder and ask; “Is everything alright, Mr. Stark? Do you need me to get off?”

Maybe, but not in the way I assume you mean. Tony gives Peter a tight-lipped but polite smile.

For now, he needs to excuse himself, and try his best not to think of getting to return the favor.

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