Drop Whatever You Are Doing And Go Read This. It Kills Right In The Feels.

Drop whatever you are doing and go read this. It kills right in the feels.

Peter Parker/Tony Stark

Stripper!Peter AU

“Tony Stark is coming to the VIP tonight and Bucky picked me to go,” Peter tells MJ as soon as he finds her, just starting to get ready. He has to breathe through his nose and not make any sudden movements or else he’s going to freak the fuck out. And he can’t freak out. He agreed and Bucky asked him multiple times if he’s sure and Peter said yes, yes, of course he’s sure. Shake ass for Tony Stark? No biggie. Sign him up.

It is a biggie.

It is a huge, giant biggie.

Explicit, angst, POV Peter, falling in love, 24K words.

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Not really a prompt, but can I say I love how you write Bucky's dialogue? Specially during sex. His dirty talk is on point, haha

Ah, thank you so much! :) This made my day. I guess I am going to have to write more smut with Bucky :)

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Bucky knows what people see when they look at him: the metal arm, the distant stare, the scars both visible and hidden. Damaged and, obviously, stupid for letting the government stomp all over him, stupid for signing up to get broken in the first place. It has to be that, right? Stupid. That's the only reason why this kid, who picked out a restaurant too fancy for Bucky’s comfort, would sit here and lie his ass off by saying, "I have a stalker," and think he is getting away with it.

[or]

That hooker WinterSpider AU that someone actually asked for. Peter is an escort looking for a driver, and Bucky needs a distraction. It's not what you think. Unless it is.

Chapter 2 fills: @pparkerbingo "Sex Work" Square

Bucky knows what people see when they look at him: the metal arm, the distant stare, the scars both visible and hidden. Damaged and, obviously, stupid for letting the government stomp all over him, stupid for signing up to get broken in the first place. It has to be that, right? Stupid. That's the only reason why this kid, who picked out a restaurant too fancy for Bucky’s comfort, would sit here and lie his ass off by saying, "I have a stalker," and think he is getting away with it.

[or]

That hooker WinterSpider AU that someone actually asked for. Peter is an escort looking for a driver, and Bucky needs a distraction. It's not what you think. Unless it is. Chapter 3 fills: @pparkerbingo "Sharing Bed" Square

Tony should be checking out his own wings, but he's too busy gawking at Bucky's. The feathers interlock seamlessly in armor plating, with a liquid smoothness to their movement. The leading edge of each wing looks razor-sharp, tapering into fine, delicate tips. "Holy shit," Tony gapes, and Bucky exhales loudly, the vibranium feathers rippling. It’s mesmerizing. Bucky is… mesmerizing. Can Tony touch them? He really wants to touch them, even though he should be focusing on more pertinent questions. Such as, how are they powered? How much weight can they lift? Can they be used in combat? Or, for instance, what the actual fuck is going on? "Hey," Bucky licks his lips and flutters down, his boots gently touching the floor. "You are glowin’. What the hell, Tony, you are—shiny."

[or]

America Chavez drags Tony and Bucky through the multiverse, and they emerge on the other side with metal wings. Because obviously, that’s exactly what Tony needs on top of his I-pine-after-Bucky-Barnes-with-the-intensity-of-a-thousand-suns problem.

Status: Completed Rating: Explicit

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