Again, more nursing. Also slight Tony feels, because I can. :P Also, PLOT TWISTS GALORE! :D Enjoy lovelies.
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Chapter 19:
Reed was casually strolling past his bedroom and glanced in on his wife. But after said glance, he quickly backpedaled. Had he really seen...? Yep. Huh.
"Be quiet, I finally got him to sleep," Sue whispered. Reed quietly entered, joining her on the bed.
"How are you doing with all of this?" He asked her, stroking Johnny's head.
"I mean.... it's a little weird," She admitted, unlatching her brother from her breast. "He... He used to be so defiant and headstrong and unwilling to let me help him with anything. Now he can't do anything by himself, and.... And it's kind of terrifying Reed," She said, tears in her eyes.
He placed a hand on her cheek, gently wiping a tear that had slipped down her cheek with his thumb. "I'm working on an antidote as fast as I can," He promised. "I know how hard this is on the both of you."
"That's not the scariest part though. Momma.... We were both bottle fed Reed," Sue sniffled. "This isn't him. This is someone else inserting their perversion onto him. And.... and what happens if the baby decides to come before you can fix this?"
"We'll make it work," Reed promised with a kiss. "We always do."
MEANWHILE, ACROSS TOWN.....
Tony opened his eyes slowly with a huge yawn. He wiggled a little, forgetting that everyone had fallen asleep in the nursery. Wait, if he was in the nursery then why...? He sat up, frowning at the sight of Natasha in the crib. That was HIS crib! He pouted around his paci- wait, where did that come from? He hadn't fallen asleep with it like normal.
He stood on wobbly legs and tried to stomp over to the crib. What he forgot was that Clint had been the one to tuck them both in for naptime. The archer was up and out of the rocking chair before Tony could even blink.
"Hey little guy," He cooed gently.
Tony whimpered, stumbling back, trying to preserve what little shred of dignity he still had. "Y-you don't have to pretend Barton," He stammered around the pacifier, trying desperately to yank himself out of his headspace. "I-I know I'm a freak. Y-you don't hafta humor me."
"Hey now, there's no need for self-degrading," Clint said, trying to get more on Tony's level. "It's... It's okay Tony. I don't one hundred percent get it, but I don't have to. It helps you, and whatever you get out of it, so does Tasha. And apparently the guy who did this to her also gets something from it, so... ya know. I just have one question."
".....Okay," Tony said shyly, wiggling in his diaper. He knew he needed a change, and fast if he didn't want a rash, but there was no way in hell he was asking Clint.
".....Is this... ya know.... it's not a sex thing is it?" Clint asked, his cheeks going a little pink as he said the words.
Tony giggled softly. "Good God no. Well, I say that. For some people it CAN be. But for me it's just.... getting the one thing I never had. It.... it helps. Pepper and Tasha.... They're good Mommies. They know that they can't ever... I mean Nat doesn't.... It gives us all something."
Clint nodded. "I don't suppose you need a change?" He said. Tony blushed.
"Shut up."
"I'm serious, Phil had me change Tasha before. You can't be much harder. Plus you don't squirm as much as she does."
Another giggle escaped Tony. "Wanna bet?"
MEANWHILE....
Bruce was quietly working in the lab. He had received word from Dr. Foster that Thor would be crashing down in NYC today, seeing as he had spent the night with her. He couldn't wait to see his partner, and as such was finding it hard to keep himself distracted.
"Dr. Banner, might I suggest a trip upstairs? You seem agitated," JARVIS suggested.
"I always am waiting for him," Bruce sighed.
"Then wait no more," Thor said softly, standing in the doorway. Bruce's head jolted up, and suddenly it was as if nothing else was there. Nothing else mattered as the two collided, wrapping arms around each other. "I am most glad to see you."
"Mmmm, me too," Bruce hummed, reaching up on his tiptoes to try and kiss Thor. The Demigod was easily amused by this, wholeheartedly easing him up into his arms so as to better kiss him. When their lips finally crashed together, it was as easy as breathing for the both of them.
Tongues had only just started to become reaquianted when a tiny voice from the door squeaked out, "Unca Tor?"
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Okay, seeing as I have made some headway in figuring my life out for this semester, I thought I should let y'all know about a few things. 1: Updates will be every Saturday as long as I have an update on something. That leads me to 2: I am finding myself with very little time to write. I make it where I can, but at the moment most of it is in my fanfic notebook. So bear with me. Finally, 3: If you want regular life updates, well... :P This blog is meant to be anon. I guess come find me on twitter? @Minionluv23 (Be warned, I am pretty out and proud there. You have been warned....). Also feel free to tweet me some requests if you feel like it. :) Or check me out on AO3 If you feel like it. I tend to post more frequently there. That's about all I got. See you lovelies next week!
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Chapter 19:
Reed was casually strolling past his bedroom and glanced in on his wife. But after said glance, he quickly backpedaled. Had he really seen...? Yep. Huh.
"Be quiet, I finally got him to sleep," Sue whispered. Reed quietly entered, joining her on the bed.
"How are you doing with all of this?" He asked her, stroking Johnny's head.
"I mean.... it's a little weird," She admitted, unlatching her brother from her breast. "He... He used to be so defiant and headstrong and unwilling to let me help him with anything. Now he can't do anything by himself, and.... And it's kind of terrifying Reed," She said, tears in her eyes.
He placed a hand on her cheek, gently wiping a tear that had slipped down her cheek with his thumb. "I'm working on an antidote as fast as I can," He promised. "I know how hard this is on the both of you."
"That's not the scariest part though. Momma.... We were both bottle fed Reed," Sue sniffled. "This isn't him. This is someone else inserting their perversion onto him. And.... and what happens if the baby decides to come before you can fix this?"
"We'll make it work," Reed promised with a kiss. "We always do."
MEANWHILE, ACROSS TOWN.....
Tony opened his eyes slowly with a huge yawn. He wiggled a little, forgetting that everyone had fallen asleep in the nursery. Wait, if he was in the nursery then why...? He sat up, frowning at the sight of Natasha in the crib. That was HIS crib! He pouted around his paci- wait, where did that come from? He hadn't fallen asleep with it like normal.
He stood on wobbly legs and tried to stomp over to the crib. What he forgot was that Clint had been the one to tuck them both in for naptime. The archer was up and out of the rocking chair before Tony could even blink.
"Hey little guy," He cooed gently.
Tony whimpered, stumbling back, trying to preserve what little shred of dignity he still had. "Y-you don't have to pretend Barton," He stammered around the pacifier, trying desperately to yank himself out of his headspace. "I-I know I'm a freak. Y-you don't hafta humor me."
"Hey now, there's no need for self-degrading," Clint said, trying to get more on Tony's level. "It's... It's okay Tony. I don't one hundred percent get it, but I don't have to. It helps you, and whatever you get out of it, so does Tasha. And apparently the guy who did this to her also gets something from it, so... ya know. I just have one question."
".....Okay," Tony said shyly, wiggling in his diaper. He knew he needed a change, and fast if he didn't want a rash, but there was no way in hell he was asking Clint.
".....Is this... ya know.... it's not a sex thing is it?" Clint asked, his cheeks going a little pink as he said the words.
Tony giggled softly. "Good God no. Well, I say that. For some people it CAN be. But for me it's just.... getting the one thing I never had. It.... it helps. Pepper and Tasha.... They're good Mommies. They know that they can't ever... I mean Nat doesn't.... It gives us all something."
Clint nodded. "I don't suppose you need a change?" He said. Tony blushed.
"Shut up."
"I'm serious, Phil had me change Tasha before. You can't be much harder. Plus you don't squirm as much as she does."
Another giggle escaped Tony. "Wanna bet?"
MEANWHILE....
Bruce was quietly working in the lab. He had received word from Dr. Foster that Thor would be crashing down in NYC today, seeing as he had spent the night with her. He couldn't wait to see his partner, and as such was finding it hard to keep himself distracted.
"Dr. Banner, might I suggest a trip upstairs? You seem agitated," JARVIS suggested.
"I always am waiting for him," Bruce sighed.
"Then wait no more," Thor said softly, standing in the doorway. Bruce's head jolted up, and suddenly it was as if nothing else was there. Nothing else mattered as the two collided, wrapping arms around each other. "I am most glad to see you."
"Mmmm, me too," Bruce hummed, reaching up on his tiptoes to try and kiss Thor. The Demigod was easily amused by this, wholeheartedly easing him up into his arms so as to better kiss him. When their lips finally crashed together, it was as easy as breathing for the both of them.
Tongues had only just started to become reaquianted when a tiny voice from the door squeaked out, "Unca Tor?"
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Okay, seeing as I have made some headway in figuring my life out for this semester, I thought I should let y'all know about a few things. 1: Updates will be every Saturday as long as I have an update on something. That leads me to 2: I am finding myself with very little time to write. I make it where I can, but at the moment most of it is in my fanfic notebook. So bear with me. Finally, 3: If you want regular life updates, well... :P This blog is meant to be anon. I guess come find me on twitter? @Minionluv23 (Be warned, I am pretty out and proud there. You have been warned....). Also feel free to tweet me some requests if you feel like it. :) Or check me out on AO3 If you feel like it. I tend to post more frequently there. That's about all I got. See you lovelies next week!
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