QUENTIN BECK
Present traveling to the past

Peter paced back and forth in front of me with an endearing scowl across his face. I could never take him seriously when he was angry because he had a baby face. He was too cute.

"What are we going to do?" He ranted and threw his arms in the air in exasperation, "Nobody knows where he is!"

The unnamed man dropped us off about a twenty minute walk from Stark Towers since it was a little bit out of his way. Peter and I were standing in front of the building now as I tried to suppress the grin on my face caused by the small scene he was making.

"Are you smiling right now?" Peter accused me in an I can't believe you right now tone of voice.

"No." I coughed, "I'm, um. I'm thinking."

"And thinking about how we're going to save the entire New York City, all of the people we care about and Mr Stark when we have literally no options requires you to smile?" He crossed his arms and I kissed his nose.

"Yes."

He shoved me away from him and started walking in the opposite direction, "You're unbelievable." He sighed as I jogged to catch up with him. He was in such a bad mood today but of course I still couldn't help but find it adorable.

"I'm just teasing you. I have a plan. And retaliating off of what you said, the only person I'm worrying about keeping safe is you. Screw everyone else." I grabbed the back of his shirt collar and he scoffed.

"What's your plan?" He asked and focused his attention back on me.

I leaned forward and brushed my thumb over his bottom lip, "Do you know Obadiah Stane?" He shook his head and looked up at me with those curious, wide eyes of his that looked like honey in the sunlight and I felt myself getting a bit distracted.

"It's 2009... I think I was like six years old back then." He mumbled and I couldn't help but run my fingers through his messy hair.

"He was Tony's business partner. He hired Shadow to kill him so that he could take over, but once Shadow had him he decided that with Tony's brains that he could built a missile for them. And that's how he first became Ironman." I explained while Peter stared right into my eyes, delved into the story, "That's what he was doing for those three months. While they thought he was building the missile he instead built the Ironman suit and escaped, but he killed a bunch of Shadow's men in the process. When he got back, Obadiah was furious especially because Tony wanted to shut down the weapons industry. He had seen the people who took him into captivity using his weapons and it made him want to stop. So Obadiah tried to kill him but Tony won. But Obadiah went back and killed all of Shadow's men that were left out of rage before that."

"That's horrible!" Peter exclaimed, "Did they hurt Mr Stark when he was there?"

They did but only when he refused to cooperate. But I decided against telling him that by the concerned look on his face and shook my head no as he sighed in relief and pressed his face into my chest. He was so clingy when he was sad or upset and I loved it.

"Hey, how do you know all this?" He questioned suddenly and snuggled against me.

"I started working for Tony right before it all happened. Not to mention that after he came back he told everyone about it all the time." I smoothed my hands up and down his back and breathed in deeply. Whenever he was this close to me I was so distracted and wanted just the two of us to run off alone and finally have my way with him.

Calm down, Buddy.

"So if he's in captivity right now how are we going to find him? We still have no idea where it is." He mumbled and held me tighter.

"Easy." I answered, "We find Obadiah. He still thinks that Tony's dead and hasn't built his own suit to fight him. In fact, he isn't even Ironman yet. It'll be a breeze to get the information out of him."

I kissed Peter quickly before grabbing his hands and pulling us toward Stark Towers. Once he got to the entrance a security guard stepped in front of us.

"ID and registration?" He asked and Peter glanced at me nervously.

"We don't have it with us." I stated bluntly and the guard just blinked at me, not saying a word. His eyes shifted toward Peter and I saw him look Peter up and down and I went to tell him off but he interrupted.

"It'll be quick." Peter promised in a flirty voice and then looked the guard up and down just like how he did to him, "You should come with us, I'm sure a strong guy like you could keep everyone safe."

I looked at the guy's muscles to compare them to mine jealously.

The guard smirked at him, "Just for a few minutes." He winked at him and I resisted the urge to gag. He didn't even bother asking us why we were here before letting us in. I narrowed my eyes as he followed us in and stared directly at Peter's ass.

Peter walked over to the elevator since he knew the whole layout of the place after being there for so long. He clicked the button to go to the designing floor where Obadiah usually was.

"I'm Logan." The guard introduced himself to Peter who batted his eyelashes at me while I rolled my eyes.

Bitch.

"I'm Peter." He reached out to shake his hand and held contact for way too long. The way he was looking at Peter was like he wanted to devour him and I felt the bile raising in my throat.

"And I'm Quentin." I forced a sickly sweet smile that was obviously fake, "Peter's boyfriend."

Peter turned at me with a fierce blush that ran up to his ears and down his neck as he shyly pulled his hand back. He didn't even have time to be mad at me for ruining flirting with the guard just so that he'd let us in since he was so flustered. The guard looked completely taken aback and his mouth was opened in shock. When the bell rang that told us we were at the right floor I put my hand on the small of his back and guided him out.

When we walked in I spotted Obadiah immediately and nodded my head toward him, "Thanks for the help!" Peter waved at him, stuttering as I pushed him away from the elevator, a deep frown on my face. After the guard realized his frozen state he went to step out but the door shut.

The room was full of scientists and workers and software designers who were all intently concentrated on their work so no one really noticed us.

"I can't believe you just said that!" Peter hissed and I brushed his hair away from his forehead.

"No more flirting with other people." I demanded while his lips parted, "You're mine."

"Y-You never even asked me out, we never discussed being official." He stuttered and squirmed when I leaned my face so close to his that our lips were almost touching.

"Will you be my boyfriend, Peter?"

His beautiful brown eyes gained all of my focus until his lips came crashing against mine. I held onto his hips while his fingers dug into my hair. He let out a louder than expected moan when I tugged on his bottom lip softly, gaining the attention of all the nerds on this floor that've probably never even seen boobs in person.

Peter squeaked in embarrassment and covered his flushed face in his hands while I snickered, not caring at all. We were never going to see them again anyway so it didn't matter. I slipped my hand into his and intertwined our fingers, walking straight toward Obadiah who looked confused as hell.

I reached out and grabbed ahold of his arm and yanked him into a bathroom stall that was next to us.

"What the hell are you doing?" He spat and tried to shove me away from him but I didn't budge at all.

"Where's Tony Stark?" I commanded him to answer while he laughed.

"Stark? He's been dead for months." He replied and I rolled my eyes, slamming his head against the wall.

"Jesus christ!" He yelled and cradled the wound in his hands, "What do you think you're doing?!"

"Listen to me and listen clearly." I growled into his ear, my face dangerously close to his as he looked at me with fear evident in his eyes, "I know you hired those men to kill Tony, and I also know that you're stupid enough to think he's alive. And if you'd be interested in staying alive as well then you're going to tell me where they're keeping him in captivity." I jeered and held my fist up to punch him but he stopped me.

"Please don't hurt me!" He cried, "I'll tell you, I'll tell you exactly where he is! Just let me go!"

I grinned and pushed myself away from him, "I'm glad we were able to come to an agreement. Now let's go." I gripped his arm tightly and stalked out of the room. When we came out there were guards everywhere that we pointing guns at us.

Peter shot a web around the three of us and smashed the window glass to pieces as we swung out of the building.

Obadiah screamed, "What are you?!" Panting as we landing on a rooftop where no one could see us.

Peter grinned cutely, "I'm Spiderman." I grinned back at him, admiring all of his features before Obadiah coughed uncomfortably.

"So," He trailed off awkwardly and shifted his weight around, "What's going to happen now?"

I never thought I'd be the one to say the words I did next, but I had to for Peter. I would do anything to make him happy and so even if it made me miserable, I would do it with a smile on my face anyway,  "We're going to save Tony Stark."

PETER PARKER
Present traveling to the past

I'm not going to lie... that was kind of hot.