Day 6
6. Daddy | Corset | Cock Worship | Biting
Tony’s still the Daddy, Peter just takes care of him tonight.
Tony has been… stressed. Things with the company have been blowing up and the man feels as though he hasn’t had a second for himself in ages. His brow seems to be scrunched up at all times, with a deep frown set on his face. He’s working on a project in his office, fucking paperwork, when Peter walks through the frame with a smile. Walking over to his man, Peter brings his hands to cradle Tony’s face, planting a kiss to his lips before applying a soft pressure to Tony’s temples with his thumbs.
“Mmm, what’s this?” Tony grunts out, voice gruff with exhaustion. Peter wraps his arms around Tony’s neck, nosing into his cheek before stealing another kiss.
“You’ve been working too much, gonna wear yourself out.” Pete mumbles into Tony’s lips, kissing him again. “You need to take a break, come to bed.”
“I’ve got so much to finish, so much work to do.” Tony huffs out, feeling absolutely drained.
“And you’ll be able to work more efficiently after a relaxing night.” Peter quipped back, adamant on Tony having a nice night.
“I’ll come to bed in a bit, jus’ let me wrap a few things up.”
With a pout, Peter unlaces his hands from Tony’s neck, kissing him one more time before making his way to their master suite.
Peter starts running a warm bath with all of his favorite oils and gels, lighting candles to sit on the counters while they relax. Pete starts undressing himself, after pulling his shirt from over his head he glances into the mirror, seeing Tony standing behind him with a sleepy grin. Tony strolls over to his boy, planting a kiss to his shoulder before turning Peter to face him and placing a deep kiss to his lips.
“Such a sweetheart, setting all of this up, love you so much.”
Peter hums into the kiss, slowly peeling the button down from the older man’s shoulders and slowly moving his tongue into his mouth. The two stand there, holding and kissing each other while the tub fills. Shutting off the water, Peter shucks his jeans and underwear down in one go, reaching to undo Tony’s belt before pulling the slacks down his thighs. Tony climbs into the tub first, sinking into the warm foam while Peter settles in behind him, wrapping his arms around his lover’s broad shoulders.
Peter’s actions start out innocently enough, he helps bathe the older man, rubbing a warm cloth over his back and across to his stomach. Pete pulled Tony into his chest before dragging the cloth over Tony’s cock, earning a groan from the man’s lips. Peter drags the softness of the cloth over Tony’s cock again, wrapping his hand around and giving a light squeeze before letting the fabric drift into the water so he can get a better grip. Tony’s hips start grinding up into Peter’s hand, now coming to full hardness.
“Nuh-uh, let me do the work, want tonight to be about you, Daddy.” Peter murmured into Tony’s hair before tightening his grip and thrusting his hand faster.
Tony’s groaning out now while water splashes everywhere from Peter’s quick movements under the water.
“Baby, let’s get out, don’t wanna flood the bathroom.” Tony’s gruff voice fills the room before the two stand and drain the tub. Peter wraps the two in a fluffy towel before pulling Tony into their room and sitting him on the bed. Tony’s barely settled himself when he feels a wet heat envelope his cock. His eyes immediately dart to the beautiful boy on the floor, whose doe eyes are staring straight up at him. “Fuck.” Tony grunts out. “Such a good boy, such a good bo-” Tony chokes on his words when Peter takes him all the way down.
Peter’s throat is spasming around Tony’s cockhead and he can feel a mixture of tears and drool drip from his face. Peter pulls his head back for a split second to suck in a breath before he was swallowing Tony’s cock back down his throat.
The younger boy reaches up to grab Tony’s hand and buries it into his own hair. They lock eyes and with a curt nod from Peter, Tony’s hips start fucking up into Peter’s throat.
The room fills with slick sounds and moans and soft chokes from the younger boy and Tony can feel a familiar heat growing in his belly. Peter sucks in another breath and laps at the head before dipping his head back down until his eyes water. Peter’s own cock is leaking onto his belly and he feels himself ooze a little more just at the feeling of being good for Tony.
“Fuck, baby boy, gonna cum down you throat, mkay?” Tony bites out, almost missing the way the boy almost seems to smile around a mouthful of cock before he’s releasing himself into the boy’s mouth.
When the warm fluids hit Peter’s tongue, he feels an almost embarrassing heat curl in his gut before his little cock is spurting out onto his belly. If Tony hadn’t just cum, he’s almost certain that the sight of his boy falling apart just by being on his knees would’ve brought him back to full hardness.
Tony pulls his boy up onto the bed, encircling him with his arms and planting kisses all over his face.
“So sweet, such a sweet boy, thank you baby.”
Peter slows their kisses into soft pecks, letting them wrap up in their own love.
“Know you’ve been stressed lately, wanted you to relax a bit.” Peter mumbled with red cheeks.
“God, I’ll never know what I did to deserve a boy like you.” Tony muttered out before letting his eyes droop and sleep overcome him.