Peter Parker ||

Peter wasn't rude, he just didn't have patients for brats. After you had knocked over your breakfast, dirtied the house and threw a fit peter had enough. He was supposed to be babysitting you while your father was out of town but after you had been rude all day he just couldn't do it anymore. He flipped you on your back and gave you what your deserved.

He had been grinding against your bare ass for what felt like hours, his erected penis rubbing against you through his jeans. He gripped your hips hard enough to bruised, but he didn't stop. The most he would do was try not to go so hard, due to his enhanced abilities.

You had been laying there for 40 minutes now, exhausted and wanting to cum so bad but peter refused to let you. He gripped your hips tighter and gnawed at your shoulder as he grinded harder, forcing you to sob into his shoulder as he showed no signs of slowing down.

After more than a few hours, tony arrived back at the penthouse slowly unlocking the door and seeing peter absolutely destroying you and overpowering you. It was practically a humiliation ritual. You expected your own father to help you, to punish peter and make sure he got what he deserved but to your surprise tony just sat down in a chair across from the two of you, working quietly on his commuter. After awhile of fighting it, you laid there, whimpering into his shoulder, beganing to enjoy the pleasure.