What’s wrong let me make it better, baby love tony whispers
Tony finds out how stressed peter is economically and practically begs him to move into his penthouse. Too many unused rooms anyway, whats two?
And they never tell Harley. He never calls peter, let alone sends his child support, and he only talks to tony when he needs money. So Harley has no idea Peter and tony have even met until he shows up at tonys door Christmas Eve hungover and peter opens the door in one of his dads old college hoodies.
Peter has a neck full of hickies, is completely covered in tonys scent, looks genuinely happy, and is in slippers in his fathers penthouse.
But I’m here, okay?
. Tony clears the corner to see the door, and his tone drastically changes. Oh. Harley, hi. What are you doing here? I needed to ask you a favor, what the fuck are you doing here? He asks, turning his attention to peter. Tonys hand places itself protectively on peters back. Don’t speak to him like that. Sweetie, go, let me handle this tony says, murmuring the last part to peter with a soft kiss to curves connects naked his hair. Peter nodds and makes himself scarce like the good omega he is. Because that’s the thing Peter never knew about submission. When your taken care of by a good, competent alpha, it’s easy to become jelly in this arms and let them steer you, because they always steer you safe and right. (περισσότερα…)