Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/12937518. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Underage Category: F/F, F/M, Multi Fandom: Spider-Man:_Homecoming Relationship: Adrian_Toomes/Doris_Toomes, Liz_Toomes/Adrian_Toomes, Liz_Toomes/Doris Toomes Character: Adrian_Toomes, Liz_Toomes, Doris_Toomes Additional Tags: Incest, Father-Daughter_Incest, Rough_Sex, Oral_Sex, Exhibitionism, Public_Sex, Mother-Daughter_incest, Daddy_Kink, Mother_kink, Blowjobs, Older_Man/Younger_Woman, Older_Woman/Younger_Woman, Underage_-_Freeform, interracial, Semi-Public_Sex Series: Part 2 of MCU_Fetish Stats: Published: 2017-12-07 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 2367 ****** Father Sky and Mother Earth ****** by StannisTheMannis Summary Sometimes the things we want the most are things we know we can't have. A story about sex and love and violence, and what happens at the point where they all intersect. ***** Father Sky ***** "It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight." - Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov She was coming down the steps from the school when he caught sight of her. Adrian Toomes watched with a grin as Liz walked across the sidewalk, clasping her schoolbooks tightly. The old man's eyes were glued to her chest, firm little breasts bouncing with each step underneath her fleecy pink sweater. He knew she hadn't worn a bra to school that day, and the surge of paternal protectiveness Adrian experienced as he imagined how the boys would be drooling over her was only barely outmatched by his lust for her, her lithe little body, her precious little nipples, brown and tiny and so fucking sweet... As if that wasn't enough, Liz's skirt was far tighter and higher up than Toomes could imagine was allowed in school, forcing him to consider the possibility that the teachers let her get away with it simply because they enjoyed ogling her as much as he did. And so what if they did? he asked himself. She was his. Only his. Liz's eyes lit up when she finally noticed her father's car, and it was with a wide grin that she jogged up to it, before opening the door and climbing in. "Hi, daddy!" she chirped happily, and Adrian chuckled. "Hi, baby girl," he replied, bending down and kissing her on the forehead. Liz rolled her eyes, clearly embarrassed. "Could you not?" asked Liz, blushing. "We're at school. People could see." "What's wrong with a father showing his daughter how much he loves her?" asked Adrian, before smirking as a delightful idea occurred to her. "In fact..." Adrian leaned forward, and his mouth met Liz's, kissing her deeply as he put a hand on the side of her head, running his fingers through her hair. After what felt like an eternity, Toomes broke away, and Liz looked at him with half-closed eyes, a dumbfounded look on her face, clearly too surprised to get angry. "Daddy..." she whispered, and Adrian laughed out loud as he reached down and began to unbuckle his jeans. "Come on, sweetie. What are you waiting for?" "I- uh... Now?" asked Liz, looking around. Most of the school had gone home already, but there were still a few dozen students waiting to get picked up, still in seeing distance from the car. "Yes, now," answered Toomes firmly. "It's not like you haven't done it before." "Yeah, but..." she giggled nervously. "Not here. Not when people could see." "But that's half the fun," he said, as he pulled out his half-hard cock. Liz looked down at it hungrily, and Adrian knew his daughter couldn't resist much longer. "You know what to do." Nodding slowly, Liz leaned forward, wrapping her fingers around her daddy's erection and taking it in her mouth without a second thought. "Ooh..." groaned Adrian, as Liz worked him with her mouth. "Like that. Just like that." Liz moaned as she sucked him, the sound muffled by the cock in her mouth. Her ass was raised up in the air, like a bitch in heat waiting to be mounted. Toomes leaned back, closing his eyes, and he imagined taking her from behind. So far, he'd enjoyed her dozens of times, at least once a day for the past month, but never from behind, and never in the ass. Adrian smiled to himself as pictured her screaming as he stretched out her tight little asshole... "Oh!" he screamed suddenly, as waves of pleasure washed over him. Liz jerked her father off as he climaxed, stroking his shaft frantically, and Adrian grabbed her hair tightly as he bucked forward, thrusting deeper into her mouth, coming down her throat. When he was done, Toomes panted deeply as he tucked his cock back into his jeans, and Liz sat back up in her seat, swallowing her mouthful of come without the briefest pause. She looked at him, then out the window, where she saw that some of her fellow students were so close to the car that they would've seen the two lovers if they had only turned their head. "I... I can't believe we just did that," she gasped, and her father laughed as he stepped down on the gas pedal, driving away. When they got home, Adrian barely had enough time to close the door before Liz pounced on him, grinding up against him as she rubbed her aching cunt against his erection. "Take me," she begged, and Adrian wrapped his arms around her, lifting her up into the air and roughly dropping her on the couch. Liz spread her legs with a naughty grin, pulling up her skirt to reveal her little lime green panties. "You really need this, don't you?" growled Toomes, tearing away her panties and exposing her smooth little pussy, before pulling down his own pants. "Yes. Give it to me, daddy. Give it to me hard." Liz pulled her sweater up over her head, and as Toomes grabbed her muscular thighs, his erect cock sticking straight out like a flagpole, her caramel- colored breasts jiggled, each little movement sending ripples across her soft succulent tits. "Now," she demanded, closing her eyes. "Do it now." And Adrian didn't see any reason to deny his daughter any longer. He plunged inside of her, cock burying deep inside of her cunt, and she screamed, shrieking like a banshee as he fucked her hard and fast. Liz was tiny compared to her father, and there were times when he was worried it'd be too much for her, but every time he tried to slow down Liz protested. "Faster! Faster!" Her cunt was impossibly tight around him, as tight as it had been the first time he took her, and Adrian was almost afraid that he'd break her if he kept going at that pace. But he did it anyway. "Oh, fuck!" screamed Liz as her father drilled into her, her whole body shaking violently, a long string of drool swinging from her mouth as her eyes rolled back. "Harder, daddy! Fuck your daughter's tight little cunt!" His daughter. His little girl, his angel. Adrian thought back to when his wife was pregnant with Liz. She looked so radiant, her stomach swollen and her breasts full. He used to fuck her like he fucked Liz now, without mercy, rutting like wild dogs. "I'm close!" shrieked Liz, grabbing the cushions of the couch with all her might as she braced herself for the climax. "Come inside me, daddy! Come inside your baby girl!" That was all Toomes could take. He thrusted forward a few more times, before finally letting loose, finishing deep inside of her cunt. Liz lay back on the couch, breathing deeply, her soft smooth skin shining with sweat. Adrian pulled out of her slowly, and just as he pulled on his jeans and zipped up the fly the doorknob began to turn. Liz had barely enough time to pull on her sweater and toss a blanket over her come-stained skirt before the door opened, and Doris Toomes walked in. She blinked in surprise as she regarded her husband and daughter. "Liz. Adrian. I- I didn't know you'd be home so soon." "I picked up Liz at school," explained Adrian, painfully aware of how out of breath her sounded. "Oh." If his wife realized something was wrong, she didn't notice. "Okay. Well, I should start supper. I hope you're in the mood for lamb chops." "Mmmm. My favorite." Adrian gave his wife a little kiss on the cheek, and as she walked towards the kitchen he watched her, eyes glued to her round ass and swinging hips, before turning to his daughter. "Say, Liz, sweetie," he whispered with a mischievous grin. "I've got an idea for a little Mother-Daughter bonding. Here's what I want you to do..." ***** Mother Earth ***** "Oh love, you break on me like light!" - Electra, Sophocles Soon, the lamb chops were done, and the family sat at the table to eat. Adrian Toomes sat at one end of the table, digging into the meat ravenously. Doris Toomes at the other end, taking a few little bites every so often. And Liz sat in the middle, not touching her food at all, merely glancing back and forth from her mother to her father. She caught Adrian's eye, and when Doris wasn't looking, Adrian gave her a little nod. Liz placed her foot on the wobbly leg of the chair, braced herself, and kicked out. The chair collapsed in an instant, and Liz let out an involuntary scream as she fell, Adrian jumping from his seat. "Liz! Are you alright?" he asked as he helped her up from the ground, the concern in his voice genuine. "I'm okay, daddy. But now I don't have anywhere to sit." She turned to Doris, who was still staring at her with wide eyes. "Mommy, do you mind if I go and finish my supper in my room?" Doris recovered in an instant, the look of shock on her face replace by one of stubborn disapproval. "Supper is family time, Liz. You know that." "C'mon, honey," protested Adrian. "Where's she supposed to sit?" His wife pursed her lips, thinking, just like Adrian knew she would. And then, after a few moments, she reached her decision, just like Adrian knew she would. "She'll have to sit on my lap." Liz rolled her eyes in a perfect imitation of disgust. "Oh. My. God. There is absolutely no way that I'm sitting on my mother's lap. What do you think I am, an infant-?" "Elizabeth Allan Toomes," began Doris with the righteous anger that had made Adrian fall in love with her. "You will do what I say, when I say it, or so help me God-" "Jesus, mom! Fine!" Huffing angrily, Liz walked over to her mother and sat down on her lap, pulling her plate in front of her. She at silently, face red with humiliation. And if Adrian had to guess, that was no act- she really was embarrassed. But if he had learned anything that day, it was that his little girl didn't just enjoy that feeling. She got off on it. "So, honey," prompted Doris, eager to break the awkward silence. "How was your day?" "Fine," said Toomes gruffly, as he tore off a strip of his lamp chop. Doris turned to Liz, who was quietly picking at her food. "What about you, Liz? Did anything fun happen at school?" Liz glanced towards Adrian, a smile flickering across her face, and he knew that she was thinking back to their dalliance in his car. But instead, she just shook her head. "My, aren't you two chatty? Well, I for one had a very interesting day. I-" "Mom," interrupted Liz suddenly, "I'm sorry, but you've got some sauce on your lips." Doris wiped at her mouth with her napkin, before looking back at Liz, whose face was mere inches away. "Did I get it?" she asked, and Liz leaned closer, as if she was trying to inspect her mother's face more carefully. As she did, she slid her hand up Doris' jeans, coming to a stop right between the older woman's thighs, fingers barely rubbing up against her mother's pussy. "Oh!" Doris yelped, blushing crimson as her eyes got wide, but Liz acted like she didn't even notice. Instead, she softly stroked her mother's cheek with her thumb, rubbing off the tiny spot of sauce. "There," Liz whispered, as she made eye contact with Doris, not breaking it even as she slowly sucked her thumb clean, coating it with saliva. Adrian watched all this with barely concealed glee, his cock rock hard, straining against the fabric of his pants as he watched his daughter practically straddle his wife. "L-Liz. I don't think- You shouldn't-" stuttered Doris, but Liz raised a finger, holding it in front of her mother's lips. "Shhhh," she said softly, leaning in until her lips were inches from her mother's ear, her small firm breasts pushing against her mother's plump and soft pair. "Didn't you say supper was family time?" "Yes, but... well..." "That's what I thought," said Liz, and she kissed her mother. Doris' eyes flew open as she grabbed Liz's shoulders, trying to push her away, but Liz held onto her tight, arms wrapped around her, and as the younger girl began to grind up against her mother, moaning into her mouth, Doris gave in. She closed her eyes and returned the kiss, first hesitantly, slowly, than faster, harder, deeper, their tongues wrestling for control... Adrian Toomes stroked himself through his pants as his wife broke away just long enough to pull Liz's sweater over her head, tossing it aside. They resumed the kiss, and Doris' hands roamed to Liz's chest, pinching and pulling at her tiny brown nipples, as Liz roughly kneaded Doris' fat tits, pulling one massive breast from her shirt and bending down, kissing it and licking it and suckling on it- "Fuck your mommy," moaned Doris, scrambling to pull down her jeans, baring her hairy cunt. "For fuck's same, fuck your mommy!" "Okay, mommy," answered Adrian, and Liz moved to the side as her father plunged into her mother. "Oh, Adrian!" Doris screamed, as her husband took her like an animal would take its mate, no love, no care, just brutal, unrelenting passion, as her daughter bit down on an erect nipple, fingering herself at the same time, and Doris was squeezing Liz's ass through her skirt, feeling the round juicy flesh in her hand, and Adrian grabbed the back of Liz's head with one hand, pushing her against the breast she suckled from, while with his free hand he grabbed Doris' other tit, pinching it hard enough to draw blood, and they were like the Ourosboros, the serpent devouring its own tail, limbs entwined so completely they didn't know where one ended and the other began, mother and daughter, father and wife, father and daughter, and when at long last they came they came as one, and when they screamed in pain and ecstasy they screamed with the voice of one- The way it should be. Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!