Dark Paradise

Have you changed your mind?

...a month later...

"You are disgusting! I hate you and I have a right to it!" The boy's voice echoed through the house, which sometimes jumped an octave as a result of indignation, which his owner didn't like at all. "No... I...I-I despise you!"

Suddenly there was silence. Peter waited for Tony to yell at him, slap him, grab him by the neck and press him against the wall, but he didn't do anything. The two persons just looked at each other in silence, waiting for the second to take the first step. In the end, it was Peter. He walked over to Tony. It took him barely a few seconds to cross the distance between them. He stood on tiptoe, took the bearded face in his hands and kissed the man's lips. Tony didn't wait for anything, he pulled the boy closer to him and deepened the kiss. He was rejoicing in his mind.

He grabbed the boy's ass, smiling to the kiss, and swung the young man on the kitchen counter. He pressed harder against his lips, which weren't exactly soft, because Peter kept biting them. The boy tangled his fingers in Stark's hair and pulled him close. Tony couldn't take it anymore. His palms moved to the younger's T-shirt and drove under it. The boy winced slightly as Tony's cold hands touched his stomach. Without leaving the man's lips, Peter grabbed his hands and pulled them away. Stark lifted them into the air as if to say he was giving up. With constant kissing, Peter's fingers moved to the buttons of Tony's light shirt and began to unzip one by one. Tony took his mouth from Parker's lips and focused on his neck, where he took the thin skin between his teeth. Peter whimpered, and that was the last straw for Tony.

He took the boy's ass again and went to the bedroom with him in his arms. The way was not easy, but suddenly the young man was standing on his own feet behind the bedroom entrance again. The man pulled away to pull the T-shirt over Peter's head and tossed it aside. His cold hands immediately began to touch the boy's chest. Moments later, the brunette fell to the made bed and Tony trapped him under his body. They kissed again, this time more predatory, before Stark's lips attacked the young's neck again. On the way to the bed, they both lost all their clothes except their underwear, which now separated them from complete nakedness.

It didn't take long, and even it ended up on the floor next to the nightstand, in which Tony fumbled blindly, trying to find the lubricant. When he finally found it, he almost wanted to raise his hand in the air and shout triumphantly "I already have it".

"Tony..." the young man muttered almost inaudibly into the kiss. Anthony smiled and turned Peter onto his stomach in one sharp motion. "Wait!" the boy shouted louder than he had originally intended. He turned his head to the man.

"Have you changed your mind?" Anthony raised an eyebrow. But even if Peter told him to get off him, he wouldn't listen. It was too late.

"No," he shook his head, "I just... I'd... w-want to se-e your f-face." The last words almost vanished, and as soon as he let them out of his mouth, the young man blushed.

"As you wish."

The man applied lubricant to his fingers. He kissed the boy passionately again as he began to prepare him for exchanging his fingers for something else. He knew he wouldn't last it long. He decided that Peter was ready and broke into him. It hurt, but the boy was used to it from nights when the man was taking him against his will.

Tony wanted Peter to moan his name out loud today. He did not have to wait long and his wish came true.