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[During the funeral for Mr. Stark, Peter didn't have the faintest clue about what the next steps were. Keeping a strong exterior wasn't the easiest task that Peter had ever done but it felt like his duty, especially so with Pepper and the kid here. If she could do it then he certainly could. Moments after the bouquet that wrapped up what remained of Tony Stark's heart was released into the lake, Peter turned to head back inside with May and the rest of the guests when he felt a heavy hand that belong to Steve Rogers grab him by the shoulder.
Peter never asked why he stopped him from going in that day but he could only assume that it was to provide Peter with some sort of comfort since the death of his mentor. In that moment, Steve gave him hope that the future didn't have to be so scary and filled with unanswered questions. As time passed, that feeling of comfort only grew stronger as Steve further cemented himself as the de facto leader of the Avengers and that even though they lost an irreplaceable part, they were not completely broken.
However, ever since then, everyone seemed to go their own separate ways. Carol headed back to space, Wanda disappeared, and even Sam headed off the grid. What started as training sessions between the entire team dwindled to the point where it was only Steve and Peter. Without some cosmic threat keeping them unified, it seemed that everyone had their own lives that needed tending.
Peter was still trying to come to terms with that.]
Did you like that?
[The boy questions, bright eyes looking to Steve once he removed his mask. They had just finished training and made it to the locker room which, honestly, might as well have been called a spa with the way that Tony had set it up. He goes about opening his locker and begins to undress, pressing the button on his suit to make it pool to the floor on the ground.]
When you threw your shield and I got it with my web and hit all the targets with it? That was pretty awesome, right Cap?
Peter never asked why he stopped him from going in that day but he could only assume that it was to provide Peter with some sort of comfort since the death of his mentor. In that moment, Steve gave him hope that the future didn't have to be so scary and filled with unanswered questions. As time passed, that feeling of comfort only grew stronger as Steve further cemented himself as the de facto leader of the Avengers and that even though they lost an irreplaceable part, they were not completely broken.
However, ever since then, everyone seemed to go their own separate ways. Carol headed back to space, Wanda disappeared, and even Sam headed off the grid. What started as training sessions between the entire team dwindled to the point where it was only Steve and Peter. Without some cosmic threat keeping them unified, it seemed that everyone had their own lives that needed tending.
Peter was still trying to come to terms with that.]
Did you like that?
[The boy questions, bright eyes looking to Steve once he removed his mask. They had just finished training and made it to the locker room which, honestly, might as well have been called a spa with the way that Tony had set it up. He goes about opening his locker and begins to undress, pressing the button on his suit to make it pool to the floor on the ground.]
When you threw your shield and I got it with my web and hit all the targets with it? That was pretty awesome, right Cap?
Edited 2021-11-17 03:56 (UTC)
SO sorry for this delay! back in my home now and much more available
millennialspidey
- 2021-12-15 23:54 (UTC) - Expand{{Cheating(w/Eligre as the other woman), Size(she likes partners 6ft+), Fetish, Violent, Loose, Authority, Interspecies, Stockholm, Corruption, Non/Dub-Consensual.}}
[ open to age (difference), incest, in (public), fetish, unexpected (dom/sub). ]
[Among favorites here are Age Difference (Vincent is technically 60, immortality and so on), Interspecies (He can transform into various monstrous forms), Social Class and Duties (him on the lower rung, a bodyguard for a high society lady perhaps), Innocence (him being the worldweary cynic) and Cheating (man didn't learn his lesson on why this is a bad idea the first time, apparently)]
((Very open to all you have listed here though I’m not 100% sure how we include cheating. I play Serenity at 18 so we have age difference and we can have innocence for first time. I do like interspecies with his forms or we could do a body guard/princess route. Perhaps she’s even given as tribute so that he helps protect her kingdom but before that happened he had established himself as a guard to get to know her? Or if you have other ideas, I was just trying to combine the prompts you were looking at.))
[ Extra love for: Age Difference, Incest, Size, Violent, Student/Teacher, Bestiality, Fertile. Pretty much down for any level of extreme kink. ]
[Would an incubus in a hellhound or nightmare form be all right? Could combine it with Cheating, Public, & Fertile]
[suguru knows that choices were made; suguru knows that satoru chose to side with the familiar as opposed to risk something new—and yet here suguru is, once again finding himself face-to-face with the sorcerer that should prove to be his downfall. satoru could erase suguru—and all that suguru strives for—with a single flick of his finger; even now, some primal part of suguru urges him to fall to his knees, to leverage what was for what could be—
—but no, no. there is no reason to do such a thing, suguru thinks, tucking his hands within his wide sleeves as he eyes the alley in which they currently stand. it's been—what? two years, since he'd left the school (satoru) behind? two years since he'd committed to this path—and yet here he is, humming, softly, as he considers why he'd dared to meet satoru in such a place. foolishness, honestly. peak foolishness. satoru could kill him as easily as anything.
but.
suguru's eyes slide back to satoru's covered ones, his (calm) smile growing the slightest bit. how had he lured satoru here? by being himself, shameful and/or honest as that is. a single text to satoru was all it took—for suguru should have erased satoru's number long ago. he knows that. just as he knows he shouldn't have invited satoru here, much less with with a text reading i miss you, sometimes—
and yet, as he shrugs his shoulders:]
Hungry? [he must be, for satoru was always one to accept sugar above all else. never eating until someone (suguru) pushed him to! jesus. suguru wonders, briefly, if satoru's ribs stand out as well as they once did, all before he (carelessly) adds:] I know a restaurant not far from here, if you don't mind a guest.
[if you don't mind this guest, that is—but let it be known that suguru has done his research? knows that said restaurant is sorcerer-owned, hence his willingness to spend money in it.]
—but no, no. there is no reason to do such a thing, suguru thinks, tucking his hands within his wide sleeves as he eyes the alley in which they currently stand. it's been—what? two years, since he'd left the school (satoru) behind? two years since he'd committed to this path—and yet here he is, humming, softly, as he considers why he'd dared to meet satoru in such a place. foolishness, honestly. peak foolishness. satoru could kill him as easily as anything.
but.
suguru's eyes slide back to satoru's covered ones, his (calm) smile growing the slightest bit. how had he lured satoru here? by being himself, shameful and/or honest as that is. a single text to satoru was all it took—for suguru should have erased satoru's number long ago. he knows that. just as he knows he shouldn't have invited satoru here, much less with with a text reading i miss you, sometimes—
and yet, as he shrugs his shoulders:]
Hungry? [he must be, for satoru was always one to accept sugar above all else. never eating until someone (suguru) pushed him to! jesus. suguru wonders, briefly, if satoru's ribs stand out as well as they once did, all before he (carelessly) adds:] I know a restaurant not far from here, if you don't mind a guest.
[if you don't mind this guest, that is—but let it be known that suguru has done his research? knows that said restaurant is sorcerer-owned, hence his willingness to spend money in it.]
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