#somewhere between sugardaddy and begging for hate sex

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Chapter 2 - A Mess - Maybe It Will Become Something Later

“He’s good for me,” Tony reassured himself, as he waited with a pounding heart in the bedroom, waiting for his Not-Baby to come out in the new silk nightwear they had picked out together.  His eyes kept going to the box on the nighttable, the box with the gift he was not supposed to buy (and certainly had not spent too much money on!) that he had bought anyway and now was terrified to think about.

It was ring.  NOT the kind with a diamond in it, certainly.  But a ring nonetheless.  The ring he had cleverly sized and wanted Peter to wear on his middle finger.  The ring he had inscribed.  He wanted to give it the man who was “Good For Him.”  

He wondered if they would have to have another argument first.

But Peter was still in another room trying on his present-to-himself and the wait was making Tony a little crazy.  

“Sweetheart?  Angel? Are you ok in there?”

“I don’t know,” Peter’s voice came from the bathroom, and it didn’t seem promising.  “I think it looks ….. silly.”

“Well can Da….can I see it?  Please?”

“I don’t know Tony.”

“Ba….Angel please.  I’ve been thinking about it for days.”  (That was a lie, they had overnighted it.  But he had been thinking about it since the day Peter asked.)  “I promise I’ll tell you if it looks silly.

“Besides, you don’t have to wear it for long.”

“Turn off the lights first,” Peter called out, and Tony couldn’t really argue.  He was still wearing his shirt, after all, and Peter had been more than accommodating in that regard.  If he didn’t want to look at his own scared body during sex, could he begrudge Peter not wanting to be seen in his experiment-turned-mistake?

“Are you in bed?” Peter called out after Tony instructed FRIDAY to dim the lights.  Tony willingly complied.

(Besides, if they went straight to bed, he could sleep on the entire ring issue.  Yes. That sounded like an excellent idea indeed.)

“I am now,” Tony called out when he was, and was delighted to watch a shy Peter creep from the bathroom, sprint across the bedroom, and dive beneath the covers in the dim light.

Tony pulled him close and kissed him thoroughly.  He knew his boy well, and soon Peter was relaxing into the bed under a long kiss and a massage with very expert fingers. Tony kneaded his ass, his thighs, and his back without ever turning him around, and soon Tony was calling on FRIDAY (between kisses) to raise the lights bit by bit, until he could see the rich green against Peter’s ivory skin.

“Oh it’s beautiful, angel.”

“Are you sure?”  Peter said.  His face was relaxed, but still his brow creased with worry.  “In the mirror it looked…..ridiculous.”

“You don’t need a mirror.  Da….I’ll tell you the truth.  It’s perfect.”

He was stroking Peter’s chest through the silk as he spoke.  Now he moved his hand lower and caressed the hard stomach.  

“Do you like the way that feels?”

Peter’s eyes were closed now, and he whimpered an assent as he turned into Tony’s embrace.  That left his ass free for Tony’s hand, and Tony used that to his advantage.  He kissed Peter’s hair over and over again, murmuring sweet nothings and reassurances (but without the B word!) until his hand finally began working it’s way down the crease of Peter’s body until Peter was moaning freely into Tony’s chest.

Tony’s fingers stroked and teased Peter at his very center.  

Tony had to make this good.  More importantly, Tony had to make this the fucking of Peter’s life.

After all, in the morning, they were going to deal with the ring.

“Turn over precious,” he whispered, and Peter gasped and moaned and agreed all at the same time.  The green silk panties were lowered and Tony lowered himself onto the rise of Peter’s ass, using lips, teeth and tongue to make his point. Peter whimpered as Tony teased his hole, calling out Tony’s name even as he was grinding his erection into the sheets. Finally Tony pushed the covers aside completely and, at Peter’s request, removed the silk shorts.  Wetting one finger generously in his mouth, he pushed it inside to the second knuckle.  

“Is this what you want, Peter?” he asked gently, has he rotated the finger gently.

“Oh god yes Tony,” Peter cried out, his face buried in the pillow.  

Tony straddled the boy and brought his hand back to his mouth, wetting a second finger, then pushing them in tenderly.  He moved his hand in and out, lovingly watching his fingers disappear into Peter’s body.  

This was it.  This was the night he gave Peter everything he wanted.

What he found (conveniently) stored in his nightstand slicked his fingers perfectly, and he buried two inside Peter as he traced kisses across his lower back.  Peter moaned helplessly over and over, calling out Tony’s name and begging for more.

When he was certain Peter couldn’t take any more he sat up again, and he spoke.

“Are you ready to be good for Daddy?”

Shit.

Peter’s head snapped back, his eyes hard.  But to Tony’s relief, he didn’t speak right away.

When he did speak, he only moaned, and pushed back on Tony’s fingers, before he said “Yes.

“If you’re going to fuck me…. I’ll call you anything you want….’Daddy.’”

Tony bend down and sucked kisses into the rise of Peter’s asscheeks, trying to ignore that hateful tone, trying to undo the damage he had just caused.  Peter didn’t seem to mind, he was pushing up into Tony’s kisses.  This caused him to grind into the bed, then push up again, backing into Tony’s fingers.  

“Oh god Tony,”  he whimpered, and he didn’t sound hateful at all,  “just fuck me and I’ll call you Rumpelstiltskin if you ask me to!”

“I love you Baby,” Tony found himself moaning into Peter’s skin, his eyes closed tight, desperate to be understood and terrified to look Peter in the face. “I love you, and I want to take care of you.  Just tell me that you’ll let me take care of you Baby…..” but he had to stop.

Peter was crying.

“Oh god Tony,” Peter was saying, but not in a good way. His voice was breaking and he was sobbing.

“Tony I don’t want you to ‘take care’ of me, I don’t WANT you to buy me things, ah god HOW can you be such a fucking genius and not understand that?!  I can’t be your sugarbaby, I can’t!  I can’t…..why can’t you just….why can’t you just let me…….”

His voice was breaking and he was gasping for air. Tony pulled away, scooped him up from off the bed and held him close.  Peter struggled but Tony refused to let go.  Certainly the boy could push the issue, Tony knew very well who was the stronger person, but Peter finally relaxed into his embrace and clung to him in silence.

“Why can’t I just love you?  Why can’t I just love you for who you are?” Peter was weeping, and Tony rocked him back and forth.  He made the “shhhhhh” sound over and over.  He was the only sound he could make.

He couldn’t speak.

They clung to each other for some time before he could.

“Peter, I never….I’m sorry.  I never once, I never ever thought of myself as a sugardaddy, I’m sorry. I never meant for you to feel like….you made it clear, from that first night that we slept together that I wasn’t allowed to buy you things.  You were adamant!  

“Peter what I mean is….I want to take care of you.  I want….I want to be inside you and I want to make love to you and I want to feel you coming around me …. but I want more than that.  I want to be with you the next morning and the next week and the next month and the next….”

“And the next three years?” Peter asked, pulling back, tears in his eyes.

“After I graduate?  And after that?  Because you seem to have this weird timeline in your head that after I get my degree …. something is going to happen …I’m going to go somewhere that doesn’t include you  and I don’t know how to escape from that.  I love you Tony.  I love you and I don’t ever want to let you go.  You can call me baby if you just promise not to push me away.  I couldn’t….I can’t……” and then he couldn’t speak anymore and Tony could only hold him close and rock him again.

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smut?

Tonight We’re The Sea And The Salty Breeze by fuckuharold

Additional Tags: #CEO Harry, #Bartender Louis, #but he’s his own boss, #he’ll tell him yourself anyway, #you’ll see - Freeform, #Rimming, #Anal Fingering, #Anal Sex, #Smut, #it’s in malibu

Summary: “How may I make myself useful Mr Styles?”

“I heard physical activities made you lose lots of sweat and water, great way to eliminate the toxins from what I’ve understood.”

“Are you propositioning me?”

“I am.”

or AU where Harry is rich and handsome and Louis serves him a smoothie.

scared of the dark and the dentist by orphan_account 

Additional Tags: #Dentist AU, #Dentist Louis, #French Louis, #Fluff and SmutI Don’t Even Know, #there’s definitely smut, #tiny bit of pining i suppose, #there’s niall because niall is everywhere, #also niall is a chef, #and there’s zayn too, #but mainly it’s just harry thinking too much about his dentist’s eyes and his dentist’s ass, #louis speaks french and it turns harry on, #there’s french toasts at some point, #blowjob

Summary: “And it’s as if he’ll never get enough of it, he wants to do this forever, wants to breathe him in and get his scent mixed with his own, wants to learn every part of Louis’ body, wants to know where he’s the most sensitive and where he bruises the most, wants to see marks in the shape of his fingers on his thighs his hips his ass, wants to learn what sounds he make when he’s that close to coming and his face when he does, wants to hear him whisper stutter scream his name, wants so much he feels light headed.”

Folded Up All Pretty (Fit Into You) by hostagesfic

Additional Tags: #Domesticity, #Body Worship, #Tattoos

Summary: “Missed me?” Harry laughs into his mouth, and it ought to be awkward with the way Louis’ tongue pushes at his teeth and the stretched out corners of his mouth, but really, it isn’t.

heart beats slow (i wish you) by decadent

Additional Tags: #Panties, #Rimming, #Riding, #mentions of the lightest subspace known to mankind, #but it’s there right between the lines if you look closely, #The Great Panty Debacle of 2014

Summary: “These,” Louis pauses with a half-eaten toast in his hand and a stale bite of buttery bread still in his mouth, he feels like choking on it, “are girl’s pants. Why would I look good in girl’s pants? Do you not like my current choice in underwear or what?”

Or, the one where Louis loves panties and Harry loves Louis.

Help Me Lose My Mind by KrisStylinson

Additional Tags: #Smut, #Fluff, #Rimming, #Teasing, #Begging, #Desperation, #Orgasm Delay/Denial

Summary: With Harry’s head buried between his thighs, everything becomes a bit fuzzier.

handprints and good grips by orphan_account

Additional Tags: #Crossdressing, #Lingerie, #Barebacking, #Rimming

Summary: Harry wants to pull them down and suck him off. Harry wants to never take them off and eat him out over the lace. Harry wants to push them aside and fuck the imprint right into Louis’ body.

Suspenders and Lace by getthemsneezesout2

Additional Tags: #Anal Sex, #Butt Plugs, #Daddy Kink, #Daddy Issues, #smut, #Gay Sex, #Bottom Louis, #Top Harry, #Sugar Daddy Harry, #soft louis, #Dom/sub, #Sub Louis, #Kitten Louis, #Anal Plug, #Rimming, #18-Year-Old Louis, #23-Year-Old-Harry, #Twink Louis, #Louis in Panties, #Louis in Lace, #Lace Panties, #Louis In SuspendersAU, #Fetus Louis, #Louis Calls Harry Daddy A Lot, #Daddy Harry

Summary: Harry has a thing for suspenders and white lace. Louis happens to have a thing for being a good boy for his Daddy.

I Made This Bed for Me and You by Bearandleonardwrite

Additional Tags: #Sugar Daddy Harry, #Golf!Harry, #Meet-Cute, Eand then like, #Anal Fingering, #Anal Sex, #Top Harry, #Bottom Louis, #Snowballing, #Felching, #Rimming, #Presents,#Fluff, #Smut, #Louis’ insecure for a bit, #But Harry fixes it, #Cause he loves him, #Blow Jobs, #Prostate Massage

Summary: Harry’s a professional golfer and goes away on business from time to time. Louis’ his boyfriend and sometimes he gets a bit worried that Harry will find someone better when he goes on his trips. Louis knows it’s not logical, of course Harry loves him, but sometimes he needs to be reminded that his boy doesn’t want anyone else. Harry’s more than happy to reassure him.

(Or the one where Harry’s a pro-golfer and loves to take care of his boy.)

lets go somewhere far away, baby by bloobeary 

Additional Tags: #sugardaddy!Harry, #Age Difference, #bottom!Louis, #Top!Harry, #Riding, #Bondage, #ALL THE KINKS, #Louis in Lace, #Smut, #also kinda fluffy, #uni!Louis, #sorta - Freeform

Summary: Louis looked down at the long fingers wrapped loosely around his wrist, trailing his eyes past the rings and up the crisp black sleeve and finally up to green eyes.

“What’s your name, love?” The man asked, the words dripping off his tongue like honey or caramel or some other rich, thick insanely sweet thing that was bad for Louis’ teeth.

“Louis.” He managed to say without stuttering.

The man smiled and moved his fingers up the underside of Louis’ wrist softly. He hummed and nodded, letting go. “Nice name for a beautiful boy.” He said, and Louis may or may not have stopped breathing. Louis couldn’t help his smile this time, looking down at his worn out shoes only to feel fingers trailing his jaw and tilting his chin up. “There it is.” The man said, beaming at Louis, his dimples drilling holes into his cheeks. “Been waiting for that smile all night.”

AKA harry thinks louis is perfect and louis can’t stop looking at his hands

Until You Use Me Up by FullOnLarrie

Additional Tags: #Frottage, #Public Sex, #sort of

Summary: There’s a fantasy that Harry’s had for as long as he can remember, but he never thought it’d be possible to fulfill it.

Let Them Eat My Flesh Down To The Wood (It Feels So Good) by radioarvyla

Additional Tags: #Pornstar Louis, #Pornstar Harry, #Model Louis, #Bottom Louis, #Top Harry, #Aspiring Rockstar Harry, #pornstar AU, #There’s also a, #champagne bottle, #going into unspeakable places, #Spanking, #it’s subtle though, #Pet Names, #Riding, #Anal Fingering, #Anal Sex, #Blowjobs, #Rimming, #liam’s the cameraman, #zayn’s the director, #no niall bc i forgot about him sorry niall, #Rough Sex

Summary: And so, Louis is faced with a dilemma. A proposition that would make his mother cry, and his career soar.

“I fucking hate this.“Jen had smiled. And that was that.

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BTS Headcannons: SugarDaddy!AU

♡ Kim Seokjin ♡

☆ The SET Sugar Daddy ☆ He takes care of you so well ☆ Buys you anything you want ☆ Especially food and snacks ☆ He loves seeing you happy ☆ Snacking with you because he knows you feel a little self consious ☆ Buys you lingerie ☆ PINK lingerie ☆ All of it is just pink because he loves the colour ☆ Different shades of the colour as well ☆ Gentle and soft with you ☆ Won't start anything unless he knows you want it to ☆ KING OF CONSENT ☆ Likes to keep things vanilla but doesn't mind throwing in a few things if you ask for it ☆ Gets off to your soft moans ☆ !Praise kink alert! ☆ Constantly making you feel special ☆ Loves seeing you also in diamonds ☆ Especially after a long day when he comes home to you laying on the bed completely naked with the diamond choker around your neck ☆ Loves your lips and how soft they are against his own plump ones ☆ "You're so beautiful jagi~" ☆ "I love this on you, give Daddy a spin." ☆ "Do you want me to kiss it better?" ☆ "No baby, tonight it's all about you." ☆ Takes baths with you ☆ Massages which turn into bath sex ☆ Which isn't really sex it's just him fingering you until you can't feel your legs ☆ Sings you to sleep ☆ Aftercare is so sweet ☆ Brings snacks and puts on your favourite show for you ☆ Cuddling and him smelling your hair which smelt of lavender ☆ Honestly the whole Sugar Daddy thing is just an excuse to spoil you as his girlfriend ☆ Probably has an engagement ring hiding somewhere

♡ Kim Namjoon ♡

☆ The SMART Sugar Daddy ☆ He's always telling you facts ☆ Some of them interesting to you ☆ Some you listen to because he finds them interesting ☆ Doesn't buy you anything that you don't want ☆ Makes deals and bets with you all the time ☆ Laughs at your jokes ☆ Even if they're bad ☆ Cause he's too good to not laugh at how cute you are ☆ Calls you pet names all the time ☆ Only says your actual name when he's mad at you ☆ Which is rare ☆ If he is mad he punishes you ☆ He's very kinky ☆ He likes to tie you up and toy with you ☆ Uses so much on you before giving you the real thing ☆ Aftercare is so sweet ☆ He unties you and does anything you want him to ☆ Plans secret trips to places ☆ Like Bali ☆ Or Hawaii ☆ Teaches you Korean because he knows you want to learn it ☆ Introduces you as his wife to people ☆ Is a jealous sandwich ☆ "Baby girl are you hungry at all?" ☆ "Kitten on the bed. Now." ☆ "Honey, can you come help me for a minute?" ☆ "Sweetie stop being pouty." ☆ Smiles at everything you do ☆ Yep he's whipped ☆ And he doesn't even care ☆ He just knows he wants to spend the rest of his life with you ☆ Cause you mean everything to him

♡ Min Yoongi ♡

☆ The STRESSED Sugar Daddy ☆ He gets really tired a lot ☆ Sometimes you doubt your relationship ☆ He finds out after reading your diary ☆ You think he doesn't know about it but he does ☆ He came across it months ago ☆ After reading it he takes you out ☆ Buys you something fancy ☆ Takes you to dinner ☆ Then fucks you for several hours later that night ☆ He doesn't mean to over work himself and make you question your relationship ☆ He just wants you to be happy and be able to talk to him ☆ He's the definition of kinky ☆ He has it all ☆ And he uses it all ☆ Makes you remember who he is ☆ Acts like you being bratty is a bad thing but low key loves it ☆ Gives him an excuse to turn the vibrator up to it's highest setting on you ☆ "Keep going baby, I bet I can make you squirt before I'm done with you." ☆ "Kitten, stop disobeying me." ☆ "Beg. For. It." ☆ "I love you so much." ☆ Kind of a bit distant with aftercare ☆ He's not used to it ☆ But he does it for you ☆ Because he knows that sometimes he takes things a bit too far ☆ He kisses you ☆ Showers with you and washes you over ☆ Tucks you into bed before getting some snacks ☆ Loves you to death ☆ But he's too scared to tell you ☆ That was until you told him you loved him ☆ He tries

♡ Jung Hoseok ♡

☆ The HYPE Sugar Daddy ☆ Feeling insecure? ☆ He's there to save the day! ☆ Likes to buy you as much as he can ☆ Compliments 24/7 ☆ Praises you all the time ☆ Feels so lucky ☆ He likes going shopping with you so he can get an insight to your style ☆ Then buys everything you look at or try on in the store ☆ Kisses you to shut up your scolding ☆ those HiPs ☆ Could you imagine the long ass hours of fucking you two could do? ☆ Him just pounding you all night long ☆ He's not all that into kinks unless you want him to ☆ Then he's down ☆ But he still wants you to call him Daddy ☆ Uhm he will make you SCREAM ☆ You're voice is so soft afterwards he can't even hear you ☆ Runs you a bath and takes one with you ☆ "One day I might break you." ☆ "You're so beautiful." ☆ "I don't care what you say, your birthday is coming up and I want to buy you a fucking jet!" ☆ "Baby~~~" ☆ He bought you that jet ☆ You saw it coming though ☆ He always ignores your protests ☆ Calls you Mrs Jung all the time to watch you go red ☆ Caught you writing 'Jung Y/N' everywhere on a piece of paper once ☆ Teases you all the time about it ☆ Loves how it rolls off the tongue though ☆ Wants to do a dance duet together ☆ He would KILL to dance with you

♡ Park Jimin ♡

☆ The PRINCE Sugar Daddy ☆ Treats you like the QUEEN you are ☆ Constantly taking you out ☆ Dinners ☆ Galas ☆ In his private jet ☆ Spoils you to death with bags ☆ and clothes ☆ and lingerie ☆ buys you all the lingerie in the world ☆ He sings when cooking breakfast for you in the morning ☆ Which just makes things 1000000000000 times better ☆ Giggle pot ☆ Jokes all the time ☆ Makes dirty jokes to see you blush ☆ You make a dirty joke and he turns into a tomato ☆ Kisses you all the time ☆ Lips ☆ Nose ☆ Hands ☆ Sends you texts all the time ☆ PJ: I miss you~~~ ☆ PJ: and your sweet pussy ☆ PJ: but you as well :) ☆ Sends nudes as well to you ☆ A tease ☆ Hates being away on trips from you ☆ So he brings you along ☆ As long as he pays you attention time to time you'll let him do his work ☆ Sleeping with you is the best ☆ Kisses your neck to wake you up ☆ Not many toys but still uses them ☆ Loves to make you beg for everything ☆ "You want it? You want to taste daddy's cock?" ☆ "Lay down baby." ☆ "Rest now." ☆ "Or do you want to take a shower and have round five?" ☆ Round five is your answer ☆ Tells you he loves you everyday ☆ And that he wants to take things to the next level ☆ He just hopes you'll get along with his parents

♡ Kim Taehyung ♡

☆ The GUCCI Sugar Daddy ☆ Gucci is his product ☆ So you better get used to it ☆ Cause it's yours now too ☆ Everything you own is gucci ☆ He has meetings with the CEO to personally ask them to make lingerie for you ☆ He has eye sex with you all the time ☆ You hate it so much ☆ It riles you up ☆ So fucking much ☆ Licking his lips a lot too ☆ He just does everything and anything to get you mad ☆ Knowing you will do something out of line ☆ And so he HAS to punish you ☆ Be prepared ☆ He may not be as extreme as Yoongi ☆ But he still has quite the collection ☆ "No no no baby girl, acting cute will get you no where. Strip." ☆ "Stop? Stop? Sorry I don't seem to understand the words."   ☆ "Look at those tears, you're such a whore aren't you?" ☆ "Looked at how fucked out you are." ☆ Aftercare is a MUST ☆ Which is actually one of his favourite things because well... ☆ Cockwarming ☆ He loves it so much he honestly some times you're just so warm and tight ☆ Another round breaks out ☆ With three more following that ☆ Orders take out after that ☆ Puts on movies you love to watch ☆ Gets more snacks after the take out ☆ Laughing and cuddling until the early hours ☆ A Sweetheart

♡ Jeon Jungkook ♡

☆ The COCKY Sugar Daddy ☆ Can we say competitive? ☆ Literally always turns things into a competition ☆ Who can eat all their dinner first ☆ Who can kiss better ☆ Who is the better dom p.s. it's him ☆ You don't mind it ☆ It stirs the pot and creates a lot of tension between you two ☆ You both once had a competition who could go the longest without an orgasm ☆ You won ☆ Brings you everywhere with him ☆ Goes everywhere with you ☆ He WILL NOT ever let you go anywhere without him ☆ You're too pretty ☆ And need protection ☆ Even if he's in an important meeting and you shoot him a text you're going shopping ☆ Y/N: Going shopping! See you at home after work xx. ☆ And he's up and out! ☆ Buys you the most expensive things ☆ Even if it's not the one you want ☆ He likes to take things to the next level ☆ You didn't talk to him for a whole week once ☆ Cause he tried to buy you an Island ☆ Sweet gesture ☆ Way too far ☆ Not another kinky guy ☆ But keeps some things in the bedroom ☆ Pet names ☆ Bondage ☆ And spanking ☆ Your cute whines set him off so badly ☆ Another cockwarmer ☆ "So so tight." ☆ "I'm going to ruin you, thinking about walking will make you hurt." ☆ "You like that baby? My cock feels good doesn't it?” ☆ "You're so swollen baby, I did you so good." ☆ Cuddles you and falls asleep with you ☆ Until you both wake up hungry ☆ Ordering take out and watching TV

♡ Admin C ♡

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SugarDaddy!Cal Pt.18

A/N: This is getting closer and closer to the end and I'm excited, yet sad because I'm in love with this story that I’ve created. Anyway, I didn't mean to kill you with the last chapter (I’m lyin), so this chapter is my apology. A whooollee lot of fluff with like a splash of drama. I'm sure you know 100 notes and feedback by now, but I hope you enjoy💕

Boiiiii I've already written pt 19 and there's so much shit that goes down, it might kill you.

**WARNING**: Smut but like...that gentle shit lmaoo

One/ Two/ Three/ Four/Five/Six/Seven/Eight/ Nine/Ten/Eleven/Twelve/Thirteen/Fourteen/Fifteen Sixteen/ Seventeen/ Eighteen/ Nineteen/Twenty{END}

~ "We won't get caught" ~ What? ~ There's pictures of us swapping spit at the mall all over the internet rn ~ You couldn't have just said kissing? ~ Shut up..you're in trouble ~ Well fuck ~ Just go on twitter and say the picture is old or something, they won't know ~ Ahh, you do have a brain ~ Fuck you ~ When? You know I will happily

You rolled you eyes at his comment and decided not to text him back. Locking your phone and placing it into your back pocket, you continued to pass the time by binge watching Law & Order SVU while shoving hot fries into you mouth.

Hours after hours of watching the show, it was about eight in the evening when you decided that you should probably cook dinner. While chopping the raw chicken into chunks, the buzzer for your apartment sounded, alerting you that someone was trying to get to you. Wiping your hands off on the small towel beside you, you quickly trotted to the door to figure out who was there.

"Yes?"

There was silence for a few seconds before the husky voice belonging to Calum came through the intercom."H-hey, Y/N."

You shook your head in disbelief and pressed the red button to buzz him in. He would never learn would he? David and everyone else had told him to stop seeing you for weeks on end, and yet he somehow always found his way to you. The door was already open for him once he came up the stairs and a lopsided grin appeared on his face at the sight of you. You knew he was drunk the minute he tried to lean against the doorframe and nearly toppled over.

"Hi." He giggled and you crossed your arms over your chest.

"Are you drunk?"

"Justa little." Calum pinched his index and thumb together and you pulled him into your apartment.

Calum followed you into your kitchen and took a seat on a stool in front of the tall isle. He couldn’t help but to admire your face as you focused on chopping the chicken and not your fingers. Once you completed the task, you noticed his profound staring and the grin that was still apparent.

"Whatchu staring at?"

"You."

"Why?"

"You're so pretty." He gushed and you could feel your face heat up from the compliment."Like it's unreal how pretty you are. I can't believe you're just here standing in front of me blessing me with your beauty." He slurred and you let out embarrassed giggles.

"Shut up."

"I'm serious." He laughed and made grabby hands towards you."Come here."

"Gon' on somewhere, boy." You tried to resist him and continue with making dinner. As you began to season the chicken you could hear Calum shuffling closer to you and eventually his toned arms wrapped around your waist.

"You always smell so good." He hummed, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

You've never seen a drunk Calum and you definitely never would've guessed that he's a giggly, mushy drunk either. A little extra few compliments and cuddles wouldn't kill you, though.

"Why are you drunk so early?"

"The guys and I finished a song and celebrated with way too many shots." His voice vibrated against your skin, it being muffled from his lips pressed against your neck. "Your ass is huge, yanno that?"

"I'm aware." You laughed.

You allowed the drunk Māori to lightly massage your butt while you placed the chicken into the searing hot frying pan. Every now and then you would  have to scold Calum for getting too close to the hot iron and have him just giggle at you, then continue to running his hands all over your body. He was body worshipping you without any words. He always had told you how he adored your curves and appreciated the plumpness of your butt.

"Do you have to finish dinner?" He whined, his hands trailing to the front of you and running down your inner thighs." I'm horny."

"And I'm starving."

"Can you hold off for like an hour?"

"Calum." This time it was your turn to whine as his hand slid into your tights and a devious glint shone in his chocolate orbs.

"I knew I didn't feel any panties." He smiled at you cheekily, lightly rubbing the pearl between your thighs. Your legs instantly feeling like jelly. "Let me show you how much I've missed you, princess."

Calum reached his other hand to turn off the burner and pull you closer to him, sucking a purple spot on your neck. "Please."

"I hate you, I swear." You moaned,reaching back to wrap your arm behind his head.

Calum didn't reply to you as he slipped his fingers up and down your folds, pushing a finger into you and groaning at the tightness. His plump lips left dozens of kisses along your neck and shoulders as he pumped his finger inside of you, curling it slightly to reach further. Your small pants and moans never failed to turn him on, and when he slipped his index finger in as well you almost fell to the floor. Calum could always make you feel like putty in his hands.

"Does it feel good?"

"Mhmm." You sucked your bottom lip into your mouth to keep your moans at bay, but you knew Calum wasn't going to allow that. He started to pump his fingers in and out until you felt a familiar burning in the pit of your stomach as your high came near."Fuck!"

"That's it, Y/N. Cum for me, baby, let me hear it."

A loud moan escaped your lips when your orgasm hit, Calum laughing lightly when he felt your thighs tremble and your body slacken against his. He was almost positive if he wasn't there you would've fallen.  Spinning around swiftly, you leaped onto Calum and he surprisingly reacted quickly, his hands going under your thighs to support you. You kissed him feverishly as he lead you into your bedroom and placed you onto the bed. As each item of clothing was pulled from your body, Calum made sure to press a tender kiss to the skin. Each of your breast, your arms, your stomach, the inside of your thighs.  He made sure to kiss every single inch of you.

"I fucking love your body." He growled and your fingers tangled themselves in his thick, raven curls."It's so perfect." Another kiss to your body."You're perfect."

"You sure know how to make a girl feel loved." You joked, pulling him towards your face so that you could kiss him once more.

"I'm glad that I can do that."

Soon Calum was completely bare as well and was kneeled between your legs, lining himself up with you. He ran his cock up and down your slit to tease you for a second before pushing in to the hilt slowly, letting you feel every inch of him. You've always loved the slight pain that came with having to adjust to his size. The caramel skinned boy kept a slow pace as he pushed in and out of you, more focused on your pleasure than his. You were positive you could feel him deeper than he’s ever been before, making it all the more pleasurable. You held eye contact the entire time, staring deep in his soul and seeing the emotion held behind his orbs. You couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was, but there was something definitely there. This time felt different. It was slow, deep, and passionate. You two were pressed tightly against each other and barely made noise beside the little pants and an occasional moan when he brushed a certain spot inside of you.

"You feel so good, princess." He moaned into your ear, his hands pulling you as close to him as possible."Can you feel me deep inside you?"

"Fuck, yes." You moaned, rolling your hips against his."You're so deep."

Calum's lips met yours and you moaned into his mouth, his tongue skillfully dancing with yours. When his hand reached between your sticky bodies to rub your clit in figure eights, you felt your second orgasm of the night rapidly approaching.

"Cum with me, Calum." You practically begged and he began to thrust much harder."Shit, I'm so close."

"I'm close, baby. Just hold off for a bit longer."

With a few more deep thrust you could feel Calum throbbing inside of you and you knew he was reaching his high. You let go the moment he commanded you to and moments later you could feel his warm seed filling you. Your body was shaking from your orgasm and you knew that you hadn't felt anything that intense, not even with Calum until now. Calum watched your body convulse and felt you clench around him with awe, knowing that he's never seen you cum that hard either. You calmed down after a few minutes, giggling for no apparent reason in euphoria. What you and Calum just experienced wasn't just average sex and you were aware of that.

"I don't think you've ever came that hard." Calum chuckled as he pulled out and stood from the bed to go get a cold towel.

After cleaning himself up and returning to the room to clean you up as well, he returned to the bed to tug you into his arms.

"That was...different."

"Yeah." He agreed. Calum's voice became fearful as he questioned,"You felt it too, right?"

You almost told him that you didn't, which would be a flat out lie, but you didn't want to crush his feelings for no reason. You couldn’t bare to hurt him because of your underlying fears.

"...yeah, I did."

"Okay...good." Was all he replied with, pressing a kiss to your sweaty forehead.

After sitting in what to you felt like an awkward silence, you asked him if he was hungry and escaped from his hold to continue cooking dinner. You and Calum had just made love and you needed time alone to fully comprehend that.

"How are you seriously not asleep, yet?" You laughed as you stepped into your room in nothing but a towel. You knew you were gone for at least thirty minutes, so how a drunk, tired, and full Calum was still awake you had no idea.

"I didn't want to go to sleep without you, so I got to thinking."

"About what?"

You decided to stay nude and shed the towel, throwing it over your dirty clothes hamper. You climbed into bed with Calum and got situated in his arms, smiling contently when his fingertips began to massage your scalp. You’ve missed moments like these.

"Us." He stated simply." Particular us in the future."

"You see a future for us?" You inquired with your eyebrows raised.

"Mhmm.Were going to live in a two story house with four kids and ten dogs,and-"

"Ten dogs?" You laughed loudly which caused a dimpled grin to appear onto his chubby face."I'll be damned."

"Okay maybe just two." Calum compromised."We're going to have a swing set in the back and a really nice patio for barbecues."

"Extra rooms for the boys?"

"Of course." He said in a duh tone."I'm sure they'll be around just as much as they are now."

There was a comfortable silence before Calum spoke again, staring at the white ceiling as if he was deep in thought.

"Yanno, I’m pretty positive that I like you more than I should. We started this as just exchanging sex for gifts, but you're so gorgeous and amazing that I couldn't help but to fall for you. I've seen you as my girlfriend for a while now, but I don't know if you feel that way."

"Cal...of course I feel that way." You admitted, knowing that he most likely wouldn't remember a thing tomorrow. "But you got a girlfriend, so I thought-"

"I don't love her, though, Y/N. It's you...it'll always be you."  Calum's voice was becoming mumbled and you looked up at him in astonishment to see his eyes slowly drooping. Did he just low key admit his love for you?

"Just give me time, princess. I promise we'll be together and I'll make you the happiest woman alive. I'll do everything I can to keep a smile on your face, you have my word."

And just like that he was out for the night, leaving your alone with your thoughts.

"You're too good for me." You sighed, running your finger along his chest." God, you're too good to me."

Loud laughter flooded the apartment as you and the boys played a complicated game of twister. Imagine four twenty year old boys all around six foot in awkward positions on top of one another. Yeah, you thought it was hilarious too. Michael cursed loudly as he fell trying to reach the blue dot underneath Calum's body and eventually Luke fell as well, leaving Ashton and Calum in competition.

"Best idea ever." You laughed, rubbing the tears from your eyes.

There were three loud knocks at the front door and you handed over the spinner to Luke so he could take over while you were gone. When the knocks sounded again, you began to walk a little faster to get to the door.

"Oh, how wonderful. Nicole is here." You announced when you saw the taller redhead. You nearly slammed it in her smug face before she pushed her way inside of the apartment.

"Calum I have something to tell you."

"Now?" He frowned as he was in what almost looked like a back bend." I'm winning."

"It's important."

Calum allowed himself to fall and had began to walk to another room so they could talk, but she grabbed his arm and shook her head no.

"No, I want everyone to hear this."

"You're not pregnant, right?" Michael questioned for Calum and Nicole rolled her eyes.”Because-”

"No." Nicole flashed you a smile and you furrowed your eyebrows at her. What was she so happy about?"Y/N had sex with Luke."

Silence.

"What?" He said in disbelief, eyeing you and Luke as if he was waiting for you to protest.

"I have a recording to prove it."

It seemed as if the world stopped spinning as Nicole pressed play on the recording on her phone.

"You had sex with Y/N?! Luke, what the hell?!"

"We were drunk and it just happened.We just want to forget about it and pretend it never happened."

"Yeah, because once Calum finds out that you fucked one of his best friends later on he's just going to let it slide."

"We know he won't let it slide, that's why we're keeping it a secret."

"This isn't going to end well.Calum's gonna raise hell."

Everyone stood on edge as they waited for Calum's reaction, and you had to admit that for once in your life you were scared.

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OK THIS IS THE CHAPTER

This *IS* a chapter in Enthusiasm.  It WILL BE the 2nd chapter of Nobody’s Baby but it needs a lot of editing, obviously.  “The day they pulled you out of the drink” is a reference to a plot point that hasn’t been written yet. and wont be in Nobody’s Baby.

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                                               The Big Secret

“He’s good for me,” Tony reassured himself, as he waited with a pounding heart in the bedroom, waiting for his Not-Baby to come out in the new silk nightwear they had picked out together.  His eyes kept going to the box on the nighttable, the box with the gift he was not supposed to buy (and certainly had not spent too much money on!) that he had bought anyway and now was terrified to think about.

It was ring.  NOT the kind with a diamond in it, certainly.  But a ring nonetheless.  The ring he had cleverly sized and wanted Peter to wear on his middle finger.  The ring he had inscribed.  He wanted to give it the man who was “Good For Him.”  

He wondered if they would have to have another argument first.

But Peter was still in another room trying on his present-to-himself and the wait was making Tony a little crazy.  

“Sweetheart?  Angel? Are you ok in there?”

“I don’t know,” Peter’s voice came from the bathroom, and it didn’t seem promising.  “I think it looks ….. silly.”

“Well can Da….can I see it?  Please?”

“I don’t know Tony.”

“Ba….Angel please.  I’ve been thinking about it for days.”  (That was a lie, they had overnighted it.  But he had been thinking about it since the day Peter asked.)  “I promise I’ll tell you if it looks silly.

“Besides, you don’t have to wear it for long.”

“Turn off the lights first,” Peter called out, and Tony couldn’t really argue.  He was still wearing his shirt, after all, and Peter had been more than accommodating in that regard.  If he didn’t want to look at his own scared body during sex, could he begrudge Peter not wanting to be seen in his experiment-turned-mistake?

“Are you in bed?” Peter called out after Tony instructed FRIDAY to dim the lights.  Tony willingly complied.

(Besides, if they went straight to bed, he could sleep on the entire ring issue.  Yes. That sounded like an excellent idea indeed.)

“I am now,” Tony called out when he was, and was delighted to watch a shy Peter creep from the bathroom, sprint across the bedroom, and dive beneath the covers in the dim light.

Tony pulled him close and kissed him thoroughly.  He knew his boy well, and soon Peter was relaxing into the bed under a long kiss and a massage with very expert fingers. Tony kneaded his ass, his thighs, and his back without ever turning him around, and soon Tony was calling on FRIDAY (between kisses) to raise the lights bit by bit, until he could see the rich green against Peter’s ivory skin.

“Oh it’s beautiful, angel.”

“Are you sure?”  Peter said.  His face was relaxed, but still his brow creased with worry.  “In the mirror it looked…..ridiculous.”

“You don’t need a mirror.  Da….I’ll tell you the truth.  It’s perfect.”

He was stroking Peter’s chest through the silk as he spoke.  Now he moved his hand lower and caressed the hard stomach.  

“Do you like the way that feels?”

Peter’s eyes were closed now, and he whimpered an assent as he turned into Tony’s embrace.  That left his ass free for Tony’s hand, and Tony used that to his advantage.  He kissed Peter’s hair over and over again, murmuring sweet nothings and reassurances (but without the B word!) until his hand finally began working it’s way down the crease of Peter’s body until Peter was moaning freely into Tony’s chest.

Tony’s fingers stroked and teased Peter at his very center.  

Tony had to make this good.  More importantly, Tony had to make this the fucking of Peter’s life.

After all, in the morning, they were going to deal with the ring.

“Turn over precious,” he whispered, and Peter gasped and moaned and agreed all at the same time.  The green silk panties were lowered and Tony lowered himself onto the rise of Peter’s ass, using lips, teeth and tongue to make his point. Peter whimpered as Tony teased his hole, calling out Tony’s name even as he was grinding his erection into the sheets. Finally Tony pushed the covers aside completely and, at Peter’s request, removed the silk shorts.  Wetting one finger generously in his mouth, he pushed it inside to the second knuckle.  

“Is this what you want, Peter?” he asked gently, has he rotated the finger gently.

“Oh god yes Tony,” Peter cried out, his face buried in the pillow.  

Tony straddled the boy and brought his hand back to his mouth, wetting a second finger, then pushing them in tenderly.  He moved his hand in and out, lovingly watching his fingers disappear into Peter’s body.  

This was it.  This was the night he gave Peter everything he wanted.

What he found (conveniently) stored in his nightstand slicked his fingers perfectly, and he buried two inside Peter as he traced kisses across his lower back.  Peter moaned helplessly over and over, calling out Tony’s name and begging for more.

When he was certain Peter couldn’t take any more he sat up again, and he spoke.

“Are you ready to be good for Daddy?”

Shit.

Peter’s head snapped back, his eyes hard.  But to Tony’s relief, he didn’t speak right away.

When he did speak, he only moaned, and pushed back on Tony’s fingers, before he said “Yes.

“If you’re going to fuck me…. I’ll call you anything you want….’Daddy.’”

Tony bend down and sucked kisses into the rise of Peter’s asscheeks, trying to ignore that hateful tone, trying to undo the damage he had just caused.  Peter didn’t seem to mind, he was pushing up into Tony’s kisses.  This caused him to grind into the bed, then push up again, backing into Tony’s fingers.  

“Oh god Tony,”  he whimpered, and he didn’t sound hateful at all,  “just fuck me and I’ll call you Rumpelstiltskin if you ask me to!”

“I love you Baby,” Tony found himself moaning into Peter’s skin, his eyes closed tight, desperate to be understood and terrified to look Peter in the face. “I love you, and I want to take care of you.  Just tell me that you’ll let me take care of you Baby…..” but he had to stop.

Peter was crying.

“Oh god Tony,” Peter was saying, but not in a good way. His voice was breaking and he was sobbing.

“Tony I don’t want you to ‘take care’ of me, I don’t WANT you to buy me things, ah god HOW can you be such a fucking genius and not understand that?!  I can’t be your sugarbaby, I can’t!  I can’t…..why can’t you just….why can’t you just let me…….”

His voice was breaking and he was gasping for air. Tony pulled away, scooped him up from off the bed and held him close.  Peter struggled but Tony refused to let go.  Certainly the boy could push the issue, Tony knew very well who was the stronger person, but Peter finally relaxed into his embrace and clung to him in silence.

“Why can’t I just love you?  Why can’t I just love you for who you are?” Peter was weeping, and Tony rocked him back and forth.  He made the “shhhhhh” sound over and over.  He was the only sound he could make.

He couldn’t speak.

They clung to each other for some time before he could.

“Peter, I never….I’m sorry.  I never once, I never ever thought of myself as a sugardaddy, I’m sorry. I never meant for you to feel like….you made it clear, from that first night that we slept together that I wasn’t allowed to buy you things.  You were adamant!  

“Peter what I mean is….I want to take care of you.  I want….I want to be inside you and I want to make love to you and I want to feel you coming around me …. but I want more than that.  I want to be with you the next morning and the next week and the next month and the next….”

“And the next three years?” Peter asked, pulling back, tears in his eyes.

“After I graduate?  And after that?  Because you seem to have this weird timeline in your head that after I get my degree …. something is going to happen …I’m going to go somewhere that doesn’t include you  and I don’t know how to escape from that.  I love you Tony.  I love you and I don’t ever want to let you go.  You can call me baby if you just promise not to push me away.  I couldn’t….I can’t……” and then he couldn’t speak anymore and Tony could only hold him close and rock him again.

Tony bit his lip until the blood came.  Dammit this was why he had avoided fucking the boy for so long, knowing that if he had Peter’s arms wrapped around his head and Peter’s legs wrapped around his waist he would open in his mouth who knows what he would say?

Well, he knew.  He knew, and he was going to say it now.  

Because his baby was in tears, and that wasn’t ‘taking care of’ baby.  That wasn’t taking care of baby at all.

He loosened his grip around Peter’s body and pulled away long enough to look into the boy’s face.  Wiping the tears off white cheeks, Tony looked into his eyes and spoke.

Which is to say, he opened his mouth.

He opened his mouth to say the truth that had been cued up since the day he had told Peter “Chose any song you want.”  He opened up his mouth to say the ugly truth behind every lie he had ever told.  

He opened up his mouth to say  “I’m never going to leave you Peter Parker.

“But you’re going to leave me, and that’s ok.

“I made my peace with that on the day the Sentinels pulled you out of the drink.”

Peter didn’t react.  

Tony was surprised that Peter didn’t react, surprised by the empty silence of the room.

“What is it, Tony?” Peter whispered, stroking his face, and the man blinked in surprise to realize he hadn’t actually spoken at all.

So he tried again.

He looked deeply into Peter’s eyes, opened his mouth.

“Who do you think locked you out? I was the one who filed the injunction against you.  It's the only way I can protect you……”

His brow knotted in confusion.  That wasn’t right, those were Obie’s words.  Obie, the man he loved and adored and trusted with everything.  Obie, who had naturally tried to kill him.  

He shook his head hard. Peter will still watching him closely, waiting for him to speak.  He opened his mouth and tried again.

“I'm sorry. I’m sorry Tony. You know I wouldn’t do this if I had any choice.  But he's my friend.”

But that wasn’t right, that was the words of an entirely different man, a man whom he had thought of as a friend  but turned out only to be a teammate who tolerated him …. a teammate who had actually left him for dead in Siberia.  

Tony shook his head hard and scrubbed at his face with his hands, trying to make the room stop spinning, alarmed to find himself so unmoored in time.  What was worse, Peter was pulling away, sighing.  “I know what you’re going to say.  This is about me and growing up and being a kid with a crush and scratching an itchy…something.  I’ve heard it all before.”  He was actually climbing off the bed when Tony reached out in a panic and pulled him back.

“Everyone leaves me someday.  You’re going to leave me someday.  And that’s alright.  

“You won’t be the first, Peter.

“But you will be last.”

He had said that outloud, at least.  He could tell by the look on Peter’s face.  It was a look of amazement and exasperation, but exasperation so tender it didn’t hurt at all when he said “Goddamn you Tony Stark” before pulling him very close.

Tony sank into Peter’s strong arms.  It was suddenly much easier to breathe, now.  There were tears, somewhere, but he didn’t need them now.  There didn’t seem to be any need for them now.  The Big Secret had been revealed, and no aliens had invaded from a hole in the sky and no vital organs had been removed from his chest.  Peter was accepting this fact the same way he accepted all the other annoying Tony Facts, with an eyeroll and an attitude of tolerance that would last up until such time as…

“Wait,” Peter said, pushing Tony away suddenly, holding him by two handfuls of shirt.

His face…Tony had seen that face before.  It was the face Peter made when he was working on the holotable, on the edge of a breakthrough.    

“So you’re saying….that you’re not going to leave me…..and I get to stay with you…..until I leave you?”  

“It’s a deal,” he concluded and kissed Tony hard.