Day 1
Kinktober Day 1
1. Deep-Throating | Inflation | Face-Sitting | Masks
Okay this got a little wild with a dash of daddy kink and a smidge of subspace right at the end??? Happy reading
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It’s Mr. Stark who brings it up.
They’re making out on the couch on one of their usual movie nights when he utters the words into Peter’s ear.
“Want this ass sat right on my face, baby.”
Along with the words, Tony grabs a handful of ass and grinds his cock up into Peter’s clothed crotch. And Peter fucking chokes because what?
Tony’s eaten him out before, but sitting??Onhisface???
“Mr. Stark, what did you just say?” Peter squeaks out, cheeks pink and insides burning.
“Said I wanted my baby boy to sit on my face, let me lick up into him. That sound nice, Petey pie?” Tony graveled into Peter’s neck before grinding himself up again and Peter fucking keens before he’s nodding his head and pulling his shirt off.
In seconds, both men are naked and Peter’s inching his way up to Tony’s head when he gets a little unsure.
“Tony what if I suffocate you or you don’t like it but can’t tell me because I’m on top of you and-” Peter babbles before Tony cuts him off.
“Baby, just sit down.” Tony grunts out before pulling the boy’s hips the rest of the way down so that they meet his mouth and oh.
“Fuck Tony.” Peter squeaks out, he can feel the man’s goatee scratching at his cheeks and the prodding of his tongue and fuck.
“That’s it baby.” Tony’s voice rambles up, muffled by the boys cheeks. “Rock down on daddy, ride my face.”
With Tony’s firm hands still resting at his hips, Peter starts to grind back on the tongue that’s now pushing through his rim and the feeling is heavenly.
The scratch from Tony’s goatee starts to burn from the new friction and there’s spit running down Tony’s chin as he licks up into his boy. His tongue poking into Pete’s velvet heat and curling up to give a stretch.
Peter’s a mess.
He’s sweating from the pleasure and crying out ever time Tony gives a good drag with his tongue and he can feel the beard burn on his cheeks and it’s all just so fucking much and
“Daddy, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, oh god.” Is all the boy can grit out before he’s spurting all over Tony’s chest.
The intense waves of Pete’s orgasm hazes over his brain and when it finally clears up, Tony’s cradling Peter to his chest and murmuring to him
“Such a good boy, cumming without even touching your cock. Love you so much, my sweet boy.”
Needless to say, it became a common occurrence.