Let Us Love You

Tony leaned forward, soaking up her words. Sure, it wasn't much, but anything to do with Peter was worth hearing.

"I swear I'm going to be over prepared to handle this pup." she smiled, placing a hand on her small bump. 

"I never did tell you congratulations."

"Well, it's not like you've had the opportunity. Besides, its been pretty crazy since we found out. Matt's hit a level of anxiety I didn't even know he had. Peter's real excited." she chuckled.

"Really?" Tony asked.

"He's a very sweet person, his omega aside. He's already very protective, almost to the degree of an alpha."

"Another part of what makes him special, hu?"

"I'm under the belief that Peter is still adapting to this world. In this world his body deemed him an omega, but Peter's old world didn't have second genders. I don't think his......enhancements are working in sync with his omega. In fact, I think it's actively working to combat it.”

"It's.....rough around the tower." Tony sighed in frustration.

"We know he's out there and we can't even get near him. He doesn't want us, but we want him to. Has he seemed affected at all by our separation?"

"Tony, there's a chance that Peter may never act like a typical omega. I mean, even the omegas at Xavier's share the same traits as those of us without enhancements or mutations. Peter just seems to be able to push it all aside, at least for now. With that said, I'm finding that Peter can be pretty tight lipped about things when he wants to." Karen sighed.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, he occasionally slips off somewhere and comes back a little off. Like he's seen something bitter sweet."

"Well, you said he.....lost a lot of people. Do you think he's going to see them?"

"Most likely. I know it might be wrong, but I wish he wouldn't. We know that the Peter of this world was killed when he was 15. Sadly, that means Peter can't exactly show himself to anyone that knew him."

Tony frowned. Their omega needed his pack more than he knew. They could give him the love he deserved.

"I see the wheels turning, Tony. Don't get ahead of yourself."

"Believe me, we learned from our last mistake. It took me a good two weeks to get the common room back in order."

Karen giggled as Tony shot her an unamused look.

"Serves you all right."

“We’ve been brainstorming better approaches and-“

Before he could finish, a loud explosion shook the coffee shop, the front window shattering and pieces of the ceiling crumbling.

Tony moved, quickly pulling Karen under and table and shielding her as best he could.

"What's happening?" she cried, looking out as people ran panicking.

"No idea," Tony frowned. "Think you can handle yourself? Whatever it was, it was further down the street. Head in the opposite direction and stay low. Don't stop."

Karen nodded. She may be an omega, but Daredevil was her alpha and fear wasn't an emotion she could afford to hold on to.

"Be careful, Tony." she nodded before dashing out the door and down the street.

Waiting long enough to see her disappear from sight, Tony ripped off his hat and activated his suit.

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"I'm down for this type of lazy Saturday." Jessica grinned, knocking the head off one of the attacking robots.

"This is not a 'lazy Saturday'." Danny retorted. "I can assure you I can think of thousands of other ways I'd rather spend my Saturday."

"Not helping, Rand." Matt said, knocking another robot head off with his baton. “Still, take them out quick. I've still got to finish setting up the nursery."

"You guys should really come around more and witness' Devil Dad Mode'." Peter snickered, slamming his fist through the robot's thin torso.

"No thanks web head." Luke smirked. "I smell the anxiety on him enough when he's at the bar. I sure ain't dealing with it in his home."

Luke jumped back as one of the robots landed next to him in a crumpled heap.

"Don't push your luck, Cage." Matt grumbled, straightening up from the throw.

Jessica laughed as Peter launched her into the air and onto the back of one of the larger bots.

"Look for the control panel on the head!" Peter shouted, swinging past her.

Jessica nodded, as she reached for the square covering. Before she could touch it, she felt herself violently yanked backwards and into the air. The bot she had been on exploded below her.

"What the hell?"

"A 'thank you' would be nice."

Jessica looked over her shoulder and glared as Iron Man flew from the blast.

"What are you even doing here?" she asked, dropping down before he landed.

"I was meeting someone nearby. What is all this?"

"Oh, you know us, we just like to have a good time on the weekends."

"Not a 'lazy Saturday'!" Danny shouted, dodging a laser blast.

"Alright then, let's wrap this up. Try to save one as much as you can. I wanna have a look at the insides." Tony said, shooting forward and ripping the arms off one of the bots.

"Let's try this again Jones. We need to make this quick. I want out of here before any of the other Avengers show up." Peter said, scooping Jessica up and swinging her onto the back of a robot as it aimed to shoot Luke.

It pained him to have to deal with Iron Man while also engaged in fighting the rampaging bots. If Iron Man turned on him and his team, he didn’t want to imagine the destruction they would cause. They might be able to handle just him, but no doubt the others were on their way.

"Head in the game, Parker!" Peter chastised himself. "You can't afford distraction."

Watching Iron Man blast through one of the bots with ease, he found himself hoping he wasn't going to end up regretting not including him in the list of things to destroy. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Ripping open the panel, Jessica reached in, yanking out all the wires inside. The robot spasmed before falling over, sparks flying out the back.

With Tony’s help, the rest of the bots were taken out relatively quickly with not a whole lot more damage.

“That was fun. We should do this more often!” Jessica grinned, looking at the fallen machines around her.

A collective “No!” was all she received.

Lifting his face plate, Tony moved over and picked up the head of one of the robots, intent on taking it back to his lab. 

“I don’t think so.”

Tony looked up as the head was webbed out of his hands and pulled towards where Peter sat perched atop a light pole.

“I think I’ll hold on to this.”

“Peter, I have a lab with equipment to analyze this sort of stuff. We need to know where it came from. Please, I promise it’s nothing nefarious. You're welcome to come back with me and look at it yourself.” Tony offered, unable to completely hide the hope in his voice.

The lenses of Peter’s mask narrowed. Damn his silent Spider-Sense! This wasn’t something Tony Stark should have! He didn't need the opportunity to reverse engineer the thing to be even more deadly and answer only to him. He’d have the public at his feet........like they were in his world.

“No.”

Tony sighed.

“Honey, there are a lot of parts around here I could pick through. Yes, that’s the only intact head, but I could get some good ideas through this other stuff.”

Tony quickly realized his mistake as Peter growled, shooting out a web and making quick work of stringing him up from the pole.

“Ruin the suits.” Peter tossed over his shoulder. “Make sure nothing internal is left intact.”

The Defenders shared a look of uncertainty as Peter turned face to face with the upside-down Iron Man.

“You know sweetheart, I could probably fire my way out of these webs.”

“Don’t call me ‘sweetheart’, and I’m sure you can. What’s stopping you? I’m not fooled by this little goody goody act you and the others have going on.”

“This is no act, baby. We’re the real deal when it comes to defending Earth.”

Tony smirked, activating his repulsors and breaking out of Peter’s webs. 

Peter backed up and crouched into a fighting position as Tony landed in front of him.

“Looks like we missed the all the fun.” 

Peter tensed as the familiar voice of his former friend filled his ears. Clutching the robot head tighter to his body, Peter flipped over Tony’s head and webbed himself back atop the light pole. Turning, he took note of where Matt and the others were. The suits were still mostly untouched.

Looking back down, he made eye contact with the newly arrived Avengers. 

The air grew tense as Peter calculated how fast he could get to his friends if they were attacked.

"You did. Now call your clean up grew so we can get out of here." Matt grunted, drawing their attention from Peter. 

"We have better things to do."

"I don't." Jessica huffed.

Danny rolled his eyes as he walked past her.

"Come on, let's go. SHIELD will handle this mess."

Peter felt the panic start to creep in. SHIELD couldn't be trusted any more than the Avengers themselves. Still, there was no way to keep them from collecting the remaining parts. 

"Kill joy." Jessica grumbled, following behind him towards Luke and Matt.

Peter heard the slight crunch of the robot head below his fingers. His breathing hitched as the scene looked to familiar. Flashbacks of Jessica, Luke and Danny dying after turning their backs on the Avengers. They had been the first to fall when the Avengers turned. Their only flaw had been the trust they had put in the very people they were supposed to be safe around.

His vision clouded, the remembered metallic smell of his friend's blood filled his nostrils. Their screams filled his ears. Their crumbled bodies laid out before him. His throat tightened as he could feel the fingers of Thor wrapped around his throat, squeezing.

Gasping, Peter felt himself falling.

"Peter!" he heard the muffled cries, unable to tell who it was or where it was from. He felt strong arms cradled him close as his mask was lifted just above his nose.

"Breath, Peter! You need to breath!"

He couldn't focus. Everything hurt. 

"M-Matt!" he managed to shout. "Ru-run!"

"Peter." a calm voice spoke. "I'm here. You're ok. I need you to match my breaths."

Peter felt his hand press against a firm chest, the rise and fall a steadying comfort.

"Come on, Pete. In and out. Match with me."

Peter felt his breathing begin to slow and his senses gain a little better control.

"Listen to me, Peter." Matt's voice filtered through. "I need you to tell me something you can feel."

"Y-you. I'm being held."

"Something you can smell."

"S-safe....sm-smells safe."

"Good. That's good." Matt nodded. 

Peter's vision slowly started to clear with his evened out breathing.

"Now, something you can see."

"Yo......your dad face."

Jessica snorted off to the side.

"If you can make jokes, then you're fine." Matt deadpanned. 

Closing his eyes, Peter took deep breaths. He could feel himself calming down. An unusual ease seeping into him. He couldn't pinpoint it, but there was a soothing smell in the air. He couldn't remember the last time he had felt so completely safe and.......loved?

"Alright spider-brat," Matt grumbled. "Let's get you up."

Peter let out a breathy chuckle as he was moved from the warm embrace of whoever caught him, and up into a sitting position. He held his head and kept his eyes closed as he finished getting himself together. He could feel people hovering next to him, their concern a heavy weight in the air.

Figuring it was Jessica, Danny and Luke, Peter waved his hand at them without looking.

"Relax, I'm fine. It's not the first panic attack I've ever had and definitely won't be the last. Nothing like a little trauma to get the blood pumping, am I right?"

"You shouldn't have experienced that kind of trauma." a dangerously familiar voice said from his direct right.

"Fuck!"

Peter shouted, jumping up and yanking Matt with him. 

"I didn't mean to-"

"Shut-up!" Peter growled, causing Steve to raise his hands.

"Peter," Matt spoke, laying a hand on his arm. "We're ok. Everyone is fine. Jessica, Luke and Danny are fine."

"We're good kid." Luke offered, noticing Peter's tense shoulders as he fought between turning to check on them and keeping his eyes on the Avengers.

"These losers know better than to try anything with us." Jessica smirked.

"We're ok, Pete." Danny assured.

Peter's chest rose and fell in quick bursts. He heard the assurances of his friends, but how could he trust they weren't just saying things for their own protection?

"Come on Pete." Matt said, placing his hand on Peter's chest and lightly pushed back. "Let's just back up and leave."

The Avengers tensed as Peter took a step back, letting Matt lead him.

"Peter," Tony called, his voice soft and steady. "Can I please have the head? I promise I just want to examine it."

Peter took another step back, clutching the robot head tighter.

"No way. I don't trust you not to repurpose it."

"Peter, please. If I wanted to build a destructive robot, I could have already done it. I just want to look because I might be able to figure out who made that one."

Peter stared hard at the billionaire. As much as he hated to admit it, he knew Tony was right. He didn't really need this to create his own army of killer robots. Again, he had already seen it.

"It's ok, Peter. Let him have it. If this goes south, it's on me."

"It's on us."

Peter looked over as Jessica, Danny and Luke joined Matt.

Looking down at the piece of technology in his hand, Peter took a shaky breath. His anxiety spiked at the idea of handing it over to Iron Man. There were just so many scenarios that ran through his head of what could happen, none of them good.

Still, his Spider-Sense was silent, and his friends encouraging. They had so much trust in the Avengers. God did it hurt.

"Fine." he sighed, loosening his hold.

Swallowing loudly, he slowly stepped forward until he was right in front of Tony.

He watched Tony's nostrils flare as the man took a deep breath, catching the muffled scent of Peter through the blockers. His eyes flashed as his own scent spiked in return.

Peter's breath hitched as Tony's scent hit him hard. There was nothing to cut its potency since the Avengers chose not to wear blockers with their alpha status. He had forgotten to pull his now scent blocking mask down, making him unable to miss the man's enticing aroma. 

He smelt so good. So inviting. So-

His cheeks tinted pink in mortification as he felt the first trickle of responding slick leak out of him.

No! Not this! Why? Why them?

The air around him changed as the other Avengers picked up on his reaction. He needed to get away.

"Here!" Peter growled, shoving the bot head at Tony before backing away from him and the other alphas.

Their scents had grown a little stronger, whether it was on purpose or an automatic response to him, Peter wasn't sure. Either way, he didn't want to find out.

He could feel himself getting wetter.

"Go on, Pete."

He heard Matt say.

"We're good here."

Peter nodded without looking away from the Avengers. He lifted his shaking arm, firing off a web and swinging away.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Oh God!" Peter cried, swinging into his bedroom and ripping off his suit.

His thighs were sticky with the drying slick between them. 

"Peter!"

Peter looked up in surprise as Karen burst through his bedroom door.

"I thought I smelt omega slick." she said, a frown on her face.

"And it's disgusting!" Peter whined.

Karen sighed as she picked the pants of his suit up.

"Go take a shower and I'll throw these in the wash. We'll talk once you're out."

Peter nodded, rushing into the bathroom and slamming the door behind him.

Karen frowned at the door and made her way to the washing machine. She could see the very slight stain on his suit as she poured in the special detergent for omegas.

It was unusual for omegas to slick from simply being near thier alpha, but it wasn't the first time Peter had done it. She didn't have an explanation for it, but then again, she didn't have a lot of explanations for Peter anyway.

When she first met Matt, nothing had happened outside of his scent calling to her. He had made her feel safe and loved immediately. 

She had not produced slick.

In fact, she had not produced slick around him until her first heat with him.

Karen paused.

Could Peter be nearing his he-no. It had been months ago the first time he had slicked from the alphas. Maybe this was just a part of his body adjusting to itself. Since he wasn't born in this world, it was highly possible this was just a result of his body altering to complete compatibility with his second gender's needs, or maybe this was just how omega mutant and enhanced bodies worked. She didn't exactly have anything to go off of.

Maybe it would do him good to visit at Xavier's. The omegas there would probably be more help to him.

Regardless, she couldn't imagine the war he was experiencing between his body and mind. She hadn't been lying to Tony when she told him Peter could be tight lipped about things.

"Karen?"

Karen jumped, turning to see a defeated looking Peter behind her.

"Oh, Pete." she smiled sadly. "I think it's time for us to have that talk now."

Peter didn't respond, only turned and went to sit down on the couch.

Karen took a breath before following him. 

The two sat in silence before Karen finally spoke.

"First off, slick is natural for an omega to produce, Peter. I have to assure you of that."

"I don't like it. I was out there on the field! I can't....I can't deal with that while in a fight! God Karen! Do the blockers hide the smell?"

Karen bit her lip, unintentionally answering his question.

"So they could all smell it!"

"Peter, you have to understand, it's not an enticing smell to anyone other than your alphas. They're the only ones that would ever actually react to it-"

"That doesn't matter, Karen! It doesn't stop people from knowing it happened! No one knows Spider-Man is an omega, and I'd like to keep it that way!"

"Peter, it's not a big deal that you're an omega hero. There are plenty of omega's at Xavier's. It hasn't stopped any of them." she pushed, hoping to plant her own earlier idea in his head.

"Well that's fine for them, Karen! I don't want anyone to know, and I especially don't want them associating me with the Avengers."

Karen bit her lip, as Peter jumped up, pulling at his hair.

"Peter, please-"

"No. I can't...I can't do this right now Karen. I just, I need a breather. I'll be on the roof if you need me."

Karen nodded sadly as Peter left the apartment.