Requested by dracos_realwife1: Y/N is Tony's daughter, and is secretly dating Peter. One day, Tony finds Y/N and Peter making out on the sofa, and ends up lecturing them.

*Happy birthday, dracos_realwife1! I hope that you have an amazing day filled with fun, presents and cake!! Obviously I don't know how old you are lol, but here's to another year of your amazing life!!!*

Peter's P.O.V

Peter stood in the weapons' room, his suit covering his full body as he raised his arm and shot the web at the opposite wall.

"So, kid, what do you think?" Tony asked as he crossed his arms over his chest and leant against the robotic table.

"Yeah, I like it. It's very responsive." Peter nodded, his eyes on the new web shooter that was incorporated into the suit as he admired the handiwork.

"Perfect, you know that I'm always looking to innovate." Tony smiled. Peter returned it and nodded.

"Dad, I-oh, sorry, didn't realise that you had company." Peter looked up at the sound of her voice, his heart skipping a beat as his eyes landed on her. Y/N, Tony's daughter wandered into the room, a small smile on her lips as she looked at the boy. She looked as perfect as ever, her hair flowing over her shoulders and her beautiful eyes looking straight at him as she walked into the weapons' room.

"It's okay, kid. You've met Spidey before, right?" Peter's mentor asked.

"I-I believe that we have, Mr Stark. Nice to see you again." He chuckled nervously as he raised his hand and gave the girl a small wave.

"Spidey." She smiled in return, Peter going weak at the knees as the girl put a piece of paper onto the table.

"Sign this, please. It's the permission slip for our next science field trip." She nodded.

"Sure thing, kiddo. Where are you going? Anywhere interesting?" Tony mumbled as he took the piece of paper and looked down at it.

"Not really. Only the Avengers' Compound." Y/N teased with a smile as she looked at Peter. He chuckled and shook his head underneath the mask as his cheeks blushed a deep red. Tony looked over his shoulder at her.

"Sorry, you're literally going to your own home for a field trip?! You don't need a permission slip!" He scoffed.

"According to the school, I do." She nodded as she leant against the table with one hand. Tony scoffed and shook his head again as he grabbed a pen, Y/N and Peter exchanging looks as the girl bit her lip.

"Goddamn bureaucracy, rules like this is what brought the Sokovia Accord to fruition." He grumbled, making Y/N chuckle and shake her head as she took the paper back from him.

"Thanks, dad." She nodded before her eyes flicked back up to Peter.

"Later, Spidey." She spoke again, her eye subtly winking at him so that her dad wouldn't see as she started to strut out of the room.

"B-bye!" He called after her, making Tony chuckle and shake his head as he stood back up.

"Now that my daughter is done flirting with you, you're good to go. I'll see you for training tomorrow, Pete." He spoke.

"Thanks, Mr Stark. For the suit, too, I really appreciate it." The boy nodded as the nano-tech of the suit made it disappear back into the watch that Tony had given Peter, leaving him in his science pun t-shirt, jeans and Vans.

"I know that you do, kid." Tony gave him a small smile. Peter returned it, his head nodding once more in thanks as he grabbed his backpack and hung it over one shoulder before leaving the room. He headed into the elevator, his lip in between his teeth, as instead of pressing the button for the ground floor...he pressed the button that led to the private rooms floor. The elevator moved up, the quiet ding sounding within seconds as he wandered out. He looked around carefully, his backpack still hanging over his shoulder as he got to Y/N's door and opened it before slipping into her room.

Y/N's P.O.V

I sat on my bed, homework spread out all around me as I waited for Peter to sneak up to my room. I knew that he'd been almost done working out his new suit with my dad when I'd gone down there, so he'd be up any second. As if on cue, my door opened, making me look up at it. I smiled and bit my lip as Peter slipped into my room and shut my door before looking at me.

"Hey, baby." He smiled. I squealed, making him laugh as he dropped his bag and I scrambled off of my bed. I jumped into his arms, Peter catching me with ease as I wrapped my legs around his waist and we buried our faces into each other's hair.

"That was your best acting yet, Pete, you were so nervous and cute." I chuckled as I pulled back, but only enough to be able to see his face as I looked down at him.

"Unfortunately I can't say the same for you, your dad made a comment about you flirting as soon as you left." He teased. I playfully rolled my eyes and shook my head.

"Imagine what he'd think if he found out that flirting was the least of what I do with you." I cooed, making him smirk and shake his head. I squealed as he walked towards my bed and dropped me onto it, my sheets of homework crumpling underneath us as he crawled on top of me. Peter and I had been dating for six months now, and by some fucking miracle, had managed to keep it from the rest of the team. Under normal circumstances, we would have been open about it, but these weren't normal circumstances. And they weren't normal...because Tony Stark, AKA Iron Man, AKA Peter's BOSS...was my father. From the instant that my dad had recruited Peter, two years ago now, he had made it clear to the poor boy that I was strictly off-limits. And I had been...until we had gotten drunk and had sex, six months ago. Ever since, we'd been dating on the down-low, with one of our favourite pass-times being pretending not to be with each other whilst we were around my dad. Hence why I had been so teasingly flirtatious around Peter when I'd been in the weapons' room.

"Seriously, though, angel, when are we going to tell your dad, and the rest of the team? The sneaking around was fun at the start, but now it's getting dangerous. Not to mention the fact that I want to be able to kiss and hug you in front of them." He nodded.

"Are you really wanting to discuss when we're telling my FATHER about us when you're literally on top of me?" I scoffed, making him playfully roll his eyes.

"I'm being serious, baby." He sighed.

"So am I, Pete. Look, I get that them knowing is important to you, it is to me too. But right now, pre-sex, not the time to discuss it." I teased and shook my head.

"Well, when you put it like that." He returned, making me laugh and smirk as I leant up and kissed him.

"Hello?! Is anyone in?" I yelled out as Peter and I wandered into the Tower's living room, after having just gotten back from school. We got no response, making us look at each other.

"Silence. Equals. Bliss." I sighed out, making Peter smirk and nod as he took my hand, and we headed to the sofa. We chucked our bags onto the floor before sitting down on the sofa, the boy's arm curling around my waist and me cuddling into his side as I clicked the TV on. I sighed and rested my head on his shoulder, his soft lips pressing to the top of my hair as we started to watch the TV. I bit my lip and looked up at him.

"I love you, Pete." I mumbled, making him return the glance as his lips curled into a small smile.

"I love you too, baby. Of course I do." He smiled. I returned it before leaning up and gently kissing him. He returned it, our eyes fluttering shut and his hand moving down to my waist as I cupped his cheek. I couldn't help but giggle into it, making me smirk as Peter slipped his tongue into my mouth in order to deepen the kiss. Within seconds, we were making out, our lips and teeth clashing together hungrily as we had the intimate moment alone. Peter gently pushed me down onto the sofa, the boy hovering over me and lying in between my legs as our lips continued to mould together, and his hands roamed my body.

"Y/N, is that you-HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" Our eyes shot open, Peter scrambling off of me as my dad's voice rang out angrily. We both shot up from the sofa, my dad looking at us with wide eyes and a gaping open mouth as he clearly tried to take in what he'd just seen.

"WHAT THE FUCK HAVE I JUST WITNESSED?! TELL ME THAT I DID NOT JUST CATCH YOU TWO MAKING OUT! MUCH LESS ON MY SOFA!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. I gulped and looked at Peter, my terrified boyfriend having the exact same expression.

"We're sorry, dad-."

"SORRY?! SORRY?! WHAT DID I TELL YOU, PETER, I TOLD YOU THAT MY DAUGHTER WAS FUCKING OFF-LIMITS! THAT WAS MY ONE RULE!" He continued to shout.

"Please stop yelling at me, Mr Stark-."

"I'LL STOP YELLING WHEN YOU AGREE TO STOP SEEING MY DAUGHTER!"

"Woah, okay, dad, that's enough." I scoffed, making him look at me. He returned the scoff and shook his head.

"Y/N, you don't understand, this was my ONE rule! This will never work-."

"It's worked fine for the last six months, when you didn't know about it." I stated bluntly. His eyes widened and his mouth fell open again.

"Six MONTHS-."

"Dad, you're missing the point. You say that it'll never work, and I'm choosing to believe that that was why you made me off-limits, to protect us both from heartbreak. But the thing is that it has been working. For the last half a year, Peter and I have been going on dates, spending time together, having fun together, we've been dating. And it's been going perfectly. Look, I get that this is a shock, I get that it's a lot to take in. But we love each other, and we're really good for each other. We make each other better, happier. It does work, dad." I nodded. He sighed, his tongue in his cheek as he clearly tried, and failed, to not let my words get to him. His eyes flicked to Peter.

"You love my daughter, Parker?" He checked. Peter's eyes widened slightly, the poor boy looking like a deer in headlights as his mouth opened and closed in search of the right thing to say.

"Y-yes, Mr Stark, of course I do. I love her more than anything." He gulped and nodded. My dad sighed and looked back at me.

"Fine. Fuck, alright, you two have my blessing, I guess. I feel like I shouldn't have to say this, but I will considering that I literally caught you making out when no one was supposed to know that you were together, but I don't want to catch that happening again. I don't want to catch anything happening, so keep your PG-thirteen dates to your room, okay?" He nodded.

"Thanks for that, dad." I sighed. He returned it and chuckled as he started to leave the room. But before he did, he stopped, and looked back at Peter.

"Oh, and Pete? If you break my daughter's heart, or get her pregnant, I will kill you." He nodded. Peter's eyes widened, making me chuckle and bite my lip as the boy once again got adorably flustered at my dad's words.

"I won't, Mr Stark, I-I promise." He chuckled nervously and nodded in return.

"Attaboy." Dad replied before leaving the room. I bit my lip and looked at Peter, my boyfriend letting out a sigh of relief as his eyes fluttered shut.

"Fuck me, I think that my heart just stopped." He gulped as I curled my arms over his shoulders.

"Relax, Pete, you did really well." I reassured.

"It doesn't feel like it." He sighed as he also snaked his arms around my waist.

"Well, you did. My dad adores you. I won't say that you're like a son to him, because that would be insanely fucking weird, but you're his student, he adores everything that you're becoming. So, I know that this will shock you to hear, but even sleeping with his daughter won't change that. You did well." I chuckled and nodded. He returned it and bit his lip as he looked at me.

"Thank you, angel. I appreciate it. And, I love you." He nodded.

"Love you too, Pete." I smiled, making him return it as he leant in and kissed me.