Peter always got up earlier than Tony, a lot earlier to be fair. Tony usually sleeps in until around noon since he stays up most of the night working on projects or literally just because his sleep schedule was so bad, which Peter yells at him about, but today Tony had woken up before Peter, it was because he had to go to a meeting at seven in the morning, but he still woke up earlier than Peter. Since it was so early, Tony didn't wake Peter up like he normally would have because he's sure Peter would have woken up within the next two hours but he was wrong. It was around noon when Tony had gotten home from his meeting and his boyfriend was still asleep in their bed.
Tony sighed and stood at end of his bed, tapping Peter's leg until he woke up, "Slept in for a long time, hm?"
"Huh..? What time is it?" Peter asked, slowly sitting up.
"It's five past noon. Did you stay up while I was in my office last night?" Tony asked, sitting at the end of the bed with Peter.
Peter nodded slowly, "I was finishing an essay for college last night and I had lost track of time. I fell asleep only thirty minutes before you came to lay down with me."
Tony laughed, "That, Mr. Parker, is irresponsible."
"Yeah because you going to bed every night at three in the morning isn't irresponsible." the boy scoffed, "Also, why are you wearing a suit?"
"I had a meeting early in the morning, that's why I woke up earlier than you."
"It looks nice on you," Peter said, getting up from the bed.
"Yeah, well the oh-so-great Captain America called is 'Captain America blue' so I don't think I'll ever wear it again." Tony joked.
"Oh really? You look good in it, I think you should wear it more." Peter responded from his and Tony's closet.
"You really think I look that good in it?"
"Well, you look good in everything you wear," Peter responded.
"Yeah, but you've never brought up how good I look in something this much."
"I guess you could say you look really good today."
"Is that so?" Tony asked, watching his boyfriend step out of the closet, "T-shirt and boxers, classy."
"I woke up late, cut me some slack Mr. Stark." Peter laughed, taking a seat in his boyfriend's lap.
"Oh yeah, should I? Should I cut you some slack?" Tony smiled, pulling Peter in for a kiss.
Peter let Tony take hold of the kiss and pull him down as Tony laid down. Peter adjusted so that he was straddling Tony's waist during the kiss, allowing Tony to set his hands on his waist. The two eventually broke apart, Tony giggling a bit.
"A kiss? That's all it takes to get you going?" The older teased, looking up at Peter.
Peter groaned, heat flushing to his face, "It was a good kiss.."
"And that it was," Tony laughed, flipping him and Peter over, "Safeword?"
"I wanna use the color system this time," Peter responded after thinking for a few seconds.
"What about a non-verbal safeword, hm?" Tony suggested.
Peter smiled and tapped Tony's shoulder three times, "That. That's my non-verbal."
"Good boy." Tony smiled, giving Peter a quick kiss.
Tony stood up and removed his blazer before grabbing a blue bottle of lube from his nightstand drawer, "Boxers, off."
Peter quickly listened to his boyfriend and removed his boxers, waiting for Tony to return to the bed.
The older spread Peter's legs and popped the cap on the bottle, taking a generous amount and spreading it on his fingers. He carefully prepped Peter with one finger while smiling at his boy's soft moans and begs.
"Daddy.." The younger whined.
"That feels good, baby? Hm?"
"Yes.. fuck..!" Peter moaned softly.
Tony smiled, carefully adding a second finger to begin scissoring the boy below him open.
"M..more please, Daddy. I've been good.." Peter cried out, begging his boyfriend for anything he could give him.
"Mmm, yeah you have been a good boy. Always Daddy's good boy, hm?" Tony praised, quickening his pace.
"S..shit..! Oh god.. T..thank you!" Peter mewled.
Tony let out a pleased hum, watching the boy below him squirm and moan for more. Quickly, he added a third finger, aiming for the spot that made Peter feel dizzy. Peter let out soft, loud moans and shut his eyes blissfully. His moans were raspy and broken up, almost whiny or like a whimper. In all honesty, Tony could be pleased very quickly just by listening to Peter's needy moans and begs for him.
"Do you think you need more prep?" Tony questioned, pausing his movements.
Peter shook his head, "'m ready, don't need any more prep."
"Are you sure? What's your color?"
"Green," Peter cried out as Tony teased his with a hard thrust, "So green, Daddy please.."
Tony removed his fingers from Peter and began to undress. He threw his tie and button-up on the floor and discarded his dress pants in the same spot where his other clothes had landed, all the while looking down at Peter, who looked back up at him with need in his eyes. Tony removed his last article of clothing before picking the lube bottle back up on squirting some on his hand, stroking himself a few times while aligning with Peter. Carefully, he pushed in, bottoming out in one go resulting in a soft whimper from Peter. He gave Peter a quick kiss before rocking his hips slowly, setting a gentle rhythm as he held onto Peter's hips to pull him down to meet his thrusts.
"Oh god..! D..daddy please.." Peter begged, but if he were being honest, he didn't know what he was begging for.
"Tell me what you want, baby." Tony groaned.
"M..more Daddy, please..! Harder.. please.." The younger begged, wrapping his arms around Tony's neck.
Tony let out an airy laugh, smiling as he hardened his thrusts, aiming for Peter's prostate again, "Don't beg me to slow down later, baby."
Peter whimpered and his face heated up. He shut his eyes and let himself be used by Tony, moaning in sync with his boyfriend's thrusts, squirming as he neared his climax. The faster Tony thrust into him, the closer Peter became.
"Such a good boy for Daddy, taking his cock so well, hm baby?"
"F..fuck..! Yes, 'm Daddy's good boy..! O..oh God..!" Peter whined, needy and high.
"Such pretty moans for me, baby. So good." Tony teased, going down to mark up Peter's neck.
Peter turned his head to the side, allowing more space for Tony to mark. He shut his eyes again and squirmed, nearing closer and closer to his orgasm.
"Oh god, please Daddy..! Can I cum..? Please, Daddy, 've been good..!" Peter let out sweet little cries as he spoke.
"Mmm, cum for me baby. God, you feel amazing." Tony groaned roughly.
Peter came with a loud, needy moan. Shaking, squirming due to the aftershock of his orgasm made Tony smile. Overstimulation set in quickly and Peter's moans got higher and more desperate.
"Enough, please Daddy, I can't take anymore..!" Peter cried out, tears beginning to build up in his eyes.
"Just a little more, baby. You can take it, you've done it before for Daddy." Tony encouraged, his own thrusts becoming sloppy.
"F..fuck..! Oh God.. Daddy, please hurry..!" Peter begged, resting his arms over his head and he let his body be used by the man on top of him.
"I know, baby. I know, just breathe for me. You're more sensitive than usual." The older rubbed small circles into the boy's hips with his index fingers, "Color?"
"G..green..!"
"Where do you want it, in or out?" Tony asked.
"In.. In, Daddy please..!"
Tony came inside of Peter with a loud groan, riding out his orgasm with a few more thrusts before pulling out and laying down next to Peter.
"I'll start a shower and get you some water, hm?" Tony asked, turning to face Peter.
The younger nodded and kissed Tony, "Thank you."