Peter Parker Oneshots

Einstein (SongFic)

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///RAPE///

The Avengers and Peter were kidnapped one day after going out for lunch, and were tied to surprisingly comfortable armchairs. A man walked in and grabbed the chair closest to the door, that being Tony. The team sat there, listening to the unwilling moans come out of Tony's mouth, along with grunts from another person. 

They sat there for a few minutes before he was thrown back in the cell in nothing but his boxers. The man took the next chair, and Natasha was dragged from the room. Then Steve, then Bucky, then Bruce, until there was only one chair left.

"Einstein." The man came into view for Peter, and Skip Westcott was standing there in his full glory. "Go get changed, you aren't up to my standards."

"Yes Sir." Peter instantly stood up and come back wearing black lacy lingerie and cat ears. "I'm back Sir."

The Avengers watched on, horrified that their illegitimate nephew was used to this treatment by now, and didn't fight back.

"May I grace you with a lap dance, Sir?" Peter was expressionless while not making eye contact with anyone.

"Come on then pet, put on a show." Skip sat on one of the chairs and patted his lap, so Peter looked up and smiled before seductively walking over.

*START SONG NOW*

"Do I look lonely?
I see the shadows on my face
People have told me I don't look the same
Maybe I lost weight
I'm playing hooky with the best of the best
Put my heart on my chest so that you can see it, too

Peter was straddling the man and grinding slowly.

I'm walking the long road, watching the sky fall
The lace in your dress tingles my neck, how do I live?

Peter pulled on the strings of his thong, letting them snap back into place.

The death of a bachelor
Oh oh
Letting the water fall
The death of a bachelor
Oh oh
Seems so fitting for
Happily ever after
How could I ask for more?
A lifetime of laughter
At the expense of the death of a bachelor

Peter got off and started walking round the chair, stroking the man's face.

I'm cutting my mind off
Feels like my heart is going to burst
Alone at a table for two and I just wanna be served
And when you think of me am I the best you've ever had?

He peppered kisses over the man's neck and jawline from behind.

Share one more drink with me, smile even though you're sad
I'm walking the long road, watching the sky fall
The lace in your dress tingles my neck, how do I live?

The death of a bachelor
Oh oh
Letting the water fall
The death of a bachelor
Oh oh
Seems so fitting for

He grabbed a pipe from behind the chair without Skip noticing, but the rest of the team certainly did.

Happily ever after

How could I ask for more?
A lifetime of laughter
At the expense of the death of a bachelor

He swung the pole at Skip's head, effectively knocking him out. He pulled a trenchcoat over his shoulders that went down to his thighs and the rest of the team started gathering their clothes and getting dressed while Peter still sung.

The death of a bachelor
Oh oh
Letting the water fall
The death of a bachelor
Oh oh

Peter grabbed rope off the floor and tied Skip up with it by his ankles, thighs, chest and wrists before leaving him on the floor.

Seems so fitting for
Happily ever after
How could I ask for more?
A lifetime of laughter
At the expense of the death of a bachelor"

The team walked out, Peter being in the front. Papparazzi were out the front, taking pictures.

Peter had a large trenchcoat covering him down to his thighs, while the Avengers clothes were messy, hair unruly, Bruce wearing Tony's tight trousers. Peter walked over to one of the cameras, depsite everyone's protests, and took a microphone, so everyone could hear.

"Any rumors are spread about this day other then what I say there will be consequences. We were kidnapped, any enhancements and technology were taken away from us. They were tortured beyond repair, so they didn't do anything you might be thinking because of their appearance. They would never stoop that low, with each-other or with a minor like myself. SHIELD will be dealing with clean-up, and I repeat, no false accusations or rumors will be said about what happened here. No questions."

Peter thrust the microphone back into a reporter's hand, before climbing into the limo where Happy was waiting to drive off.

"Drive Hogan."