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Peter was exhausted, he has been studying for hours and he still wasn't done. He had an exam in two days and he had to make sure he was as prepared as can be, even if he was sacrificing sleep and breaks.
After another agonizing 30 minutes Tony came into the living room, having obviously spent the past hours in the lab.
Tony walked over to him watching him intently. Peter looked pretty done and stressed hunched over his study material.
"Hey Pete, you good?"
"I'm fine Mr.Stark, just studying for an exam."
"Mhm, and how long have you been at it?"
"Probably eight hours."
"Eight hours?! That's definitely enough, you need to take a break and relax kiddo."
"But I have to study!"
Tony sat himself next to Peter on the couch and draped an arm around his shoulder.
"I know kiddo, but you need a break first"
Peter pouted at him.
"Don't give me the look kid" Tony said poking him in the side, making Peter flinch.
"What was that?" He asked curiously
Peter started blushing "Eh, nothing." he said nervously
"Didn't seem like nothing" Tony stated, an evil smirk forming on his face. He moved his hand to Peter's side again, but this time squeezing it gently, making Peter squeak and jump.
"Is this nothing too?" he asked while continuing to squeeze at his side.
"Tohohony" Peter whined in between giggles. He tried squirming away, but Tony grabbed one of his arms and yanked him down onto his lap. Now having the perfect opportunity to drill into Peter's belly, making him squeal and laugh wildly. He flailed his arms and kicked his legs, but was unable to escape Tony's torturous digits.
Tony smiled down at the adorable, laughing and squirming teen on his lap. His head was thrown back in laughter, his cheeks painted red and he looked much more relaxed and carefree. Now this was the Peter Parker he knew and loved.
"You feeling relaxed Petey Pie?" he teased
Peter just shook his head unable to speak through his laughter.
"Well, I better up my game then" with that he shoved his hands under Peter's arms making him shriek and cackle.
He laughed and laughed, the evil fingers clawing at the sensitive armpits driving him insane. He had completely forgotten about having to study, only being able to think about how much it tickled.
When Tony eventually noticed that he was running out of breath he let up and ruffled his now messy hair.
Peter curled into himself, but made no move to get of Tony's lap.
"Thanks Tony" Peter said yawning.
"Always kiddo" he leaned down and placed a kiss on his head. Peter looked wiped out and like he was ready to dose of right there. Not that he would stop him.
"Get some rest bambino, I'll be right here"
with that Peter drifted of to sleep, warm and comfy with his father watching over him.