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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      The_Avengers_(2012)
  Relationship:
      Bruce_Banner/Tony_Stark, Howard_Stark/OC
  Character:
      Bruce_Banner, Tony_Stark, Howard_Stark
  Additional Tags:
      nice!howard, Omegaverse, Mpreg, Alpha/Beta/Omega_Dynamics, cum, lots_of
      it..., Pregnancy_Kink, (bruce_likes_a_pregnant_tony), omega!Tony,
      alpha!bruce, Fluff, howard_is_nice!, the_hulk_is_nice!, and_cuddly,
      extremely_au, No_Arc_Reactor, Mating_Cycles/In_Heat
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-03-12 Words: 3255
****** A mate in the African Jungle ******
by MoPerson
Summary
     The sun was shining. The trees were green. Sixteen year old Tony
     Stark was in his element deep in the African jungle. His life was
     good and he had a great family. It was his good fortune that brought
     him Bruce Banner, the son of the biologists coming to study the
     wildlife on the reserve. A mate and a precious child await him.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
The sun was shining. The trees were green. Tony Stark was in his element deep
in the African jungle. The young omega traipsed through the greenery, smiling
brightly. He was to meet up with the scientist group who were going to study
the wildlife in the reserve.
Tony had met the son of the head scientist, Bruce Banner. They were both
sixteen, Tony and Bruce. But Bruce was an Alpha. Tony was curious about alphas.
Bruce's persona was mysterious.
As Tony slid down the steep cliff leading to the road, he spotted the group. He
jogged up to the group, smiling politely. "Hello! You guys must be the
scientists to study the reserve."
The men all smiled. Some leered. Tony's smile faltered at the heated looks he
was receiving. He was taking suppressant pills, but his heat scent still came
strong when he was nearing his time of month. It was nothing near his normal
heat scent, but it was still rather strong. Tony had forgotten that his father
and the African trackers that lived with them on the camp were used to his
scent, and that these were new and unfamiliar alphas.
"Ah, young Anthony! I see you've come to lead us to the camp!" Dr. Banner
approached Tony calmly. "I'll have my men load the cart and we'll be on our
way."
"Cart?" Tony peered behind Dr. Banner. His six men were loading heavy equipment
and provisions onto a wide wooden cart. It was much too large to traverse the
winding trail leading to the camp. "That won't make it up to the camp."
"What are you talking about?" Dr. Banner asked. "An omega shouldn't disturb
alpha's work. Would you be a dear and collect our food for us?"
"I said that your cart won't make it to the camp. As in I can't get you and
that cart up the mountain. And no, I will not be a dear and collect your food.
I find that offensive to insinuate that I don't have a place in 'alpha's work'
and that I should look after something more domestic. Well listen here, Dr.
Banner, you need to find another way to get your expensive microscopes and
scanners and radars up the mountain because I will not let you knock down the
trees and plants for your gigantic cart. Expensive equipment or no, that thing
isn't getting up there. And if you make any more offensive comments, I will
have you removed from the reserve. My father can and will do that for me." Tony
hissed.
"I apologize, young Mr. Stark." Dr. Banner said tentatively. "I had no idea you
were so outspoken and liberated."
"That's no excuse. Come now, the sun isn't hot under the shade yet, and you
don't want your lenses warping due to the heat." Tony gestured at the steep
incline he had slid down earlier.
The men scrambled to strap anything they could lift onto their backs. Their
rippling muscles glistened already in the heat. In the mix of bodies, Tony
spotted Bruce.
The young alpha seemed to work doubly hard compared to the other, older alphas.
He wore an unbuttoned vest, exposing his rich tanned skin and strong, lean
muscles. His thick framed glasses slid down his nose every few seconds, making
him push at his nose with vigor. Sweat poured down his face and neck, soaking
the back of his vest and matting his hair.
Tony accepted a lighter pack full of glass microscope slides and bottles of
disinfectant and polish. The pack was also filled with books and papers and a
few tablets, upon Tony's inspection. Ancient tablets, Tony found, as he was
used to his own Stark pads, the very latest in technology made by himself and
his father.
Finally, as the men locked the Jeeps and fastened the last of the equipment
onto their backs, Tony began to lead them up the mountain. The first steep
incline was the toughest, as a few men had to carry a heavy bag between them,
using only one hand each to steady themselves on the slopes. But after they had
passed the slope, it was an easy walk. In Tony's opinion.
The men were panting and sweating profusely as they finally entered the
campsite. It wasn't much of a campsite, it looked more like a luxurious open
science villa with large triple story bunkers and glass walled laboratories.
The men sighed in relief.
Tony immediately stopped off by the organics laboratory to leave his pack with
Dr. Banner. He wanted to find Bruce and share news of the modern world outside
of Africa.
"Hey, Bruce!" Tony called.
"Hey, Tony." Bruce said in his quiet voice.
"Do you want to take a walk?" Tony asked. "We can talk."
"Sure." Bruce put his goggles down on his workbench.
The two walked in circles for hours. They talked about science, music and
mates. Of course, Tony spoke of many suitors. But he admitted to not bedding
any of them. Bruce spoke of his old school, his non-existent friends and his
many bullies.
"I was never the alpha everyone else expected me to be." Bruce explained "My
brother was the aggressive, overbearing, hot headed Alpha that is expected in
America. He was killed in a gang, though. I guess I never wanted to end up like
him. I spent my time on academics and I finished university last month. At
sixteen years old they told me that it was a major accomplishment. But the
famous Tony Stark holds the record of graduating at fifteen."
"Yeah, sorry about that. An omega showing everyone up was like a front to the
social system. I get it." Tony sighed. "No alpha would want me anyways."
"Why do say that?" Bruce asked. He stopped beside a large tree.
"I'm not the normal omega, okay? I can't deal with Alphas walking all over me
and using me for their own gain. I don't think omegas should take so much crap
from people." Tony said. "Your dad offended me earlier, just so you know. I
don't do menial tasks unless they were initiated by me."
"Oh?" Bruce's eyebrow rose.
"Look, I like cleaning and cooking as much as the next omega, but tell me to do
it and I cringe at the thought of bringing myself to obey an alpha's order."
Tony lowered himself to sit in the soft grass. "I'm not going to ever have a
mate at this rate."
"I wouldn't say that." Bruce chuckled in a cryptic manner.
Tony watched him leave with a confused face. His fingers idly pulled at the
green blades of grass around his thighs. "What did he mean by that?"
The next weeks passed without any problems. Well, major problems. With Tony
around, there was bound to be a few mishaps. One day Tony had managed to blow a
gaping hole in the roof of the robotics lab with a short circuiting repulsor.
But Bruce was always watching from afar. Tony smiled whenever their eyes would
meet. He knew that this was dangerous, given the fact that Bruce was
considerably stronger than him and he had seen Bruce blow up in a rage, getting
so angry that he turned green. Tony was terrified of Bruce when he was angry.
He didn't know why he turned greenish before sprinting away into the foliage
only to return with torn clothes and huge appetite. But Tony would find out.
"I don't understand why you think you need to do this with him, Bruce! You know
what omegas are like!" Dr. Banner yelled. "Your own mother was useless and Tony
is no different!"
"You're the useless one, dad! You have never even seen him work. He is
brilliant and perfect and much more of a man than you'll ever dream of being!"
Bruce growled. His eyes flashed green. "You experimented on me and mom, you
tied her down on a metal examination table and subjected her to toxic radiation
when I was still in the womb and you think that you're a good man!? You
bastard!"
"I am still your father and I will be treated with the respect I deserve." Dr.
Banner hissed.
Bruce scowled menacingly and spat in his father's face. Dr. Banner roared in
anger and grappled with his son, grabbing his wrists and wrestling him out of
his chair. Bruce began to lose control of his monster. He growled low, starting
in a rumble until he was screaming in white hot rage. He felt his monster grow,
and let him take control. He relaxed back into his mind as his monster laid
waste to his father and the lab. He heard screams and was jolted back into
awareness as Tony's voice called to him.
Tony stood in front of the giant green monster he knew was Bruce. He just knew
that Bruce was in there somewhere. He held his hands out to the monster,
calling out for it to calm down. He called for Bruce to come out while his
father called for Tony to run away from the thing.
"Bruce! Bruce, I know you're in there, somewhere and I need you here. I need
you back, Bruce!" Tony pleaded the heaving monster. It stared into Tony's brown
eyes, grunting in mild anger.
"Mate good." It grunted.
"Your mate? Who's your mate?" Tony asked.
The thing leaned down to press a kiss to Tony's cheek, being so very gentle
with him. Tony reached up in surprise, shuddering as he scented Bruce all over
this monster. "Bruce? Is that you?"
"Hulk no like be Bruce!" The thing began to get agitated.
"Hulk? Is that your name?" Tony asked softly. "Hulk, could you let Bruce out,
please?"
"Bruce no tell mate that love him. Bruce no let mate be loved. Mate need
babies. Hulk not can give mate babies, Bruce have to. Hulk sad, Hulk love
mate." Hulk nuzzled Tony's belly, acting like an overgrown puppy. Tony was
dumbfounded.
"Well can you please let Bruce see that I love him too? And that I think I
really like you, Hulk?" Tony carded his fingers through the Hulk's thick curls.
The Hulk grunted before beginning to shrink. The green tint of his skin began
to bleed into the medium tan of Bruce's smooth skin. Finally, Tony was holding
a half-naked Bruce in his arms. They were sat on the grass, with Bruce sapped
of his strength and energy. Tony was still stroking his hair.
"Tony? Oh god, did Hulk hurt you?" Bruce began to get frantic.
"Nope. He's so sweet, Bruce. Why haven't I met him before?" Tony teased.
"What? Tony he could seriously hurt you. I don't know what I'd do if he hurt
you, I - I..."
"I love you too, Bruce. Hulk told me everything. Including some information
that would suggest that you have an impregnation kink." Tony smirked slyly.
"Oh god..." Bruce winced.
Days later, Bruce had been interrogated by Tony's father Howard, Zembu - Tony's
omega step-papa - and JARVIS, Tony's Artificial intelligence program. Bruce had
been accepted into the Stark family, despite him having to work on his anger
issues.
Bruce's father had been injured in the fray. The African trackers had found him
trying to crawl away from the Hulk with a broken leg. He was granted asylum in
the infirmary away from his son, and the argument that had triggered Hulk's
appearance was replayed by JARVIS. Howard wanted him and his men off of the
reserve, leaving Bruce behind. They were gone by the next afternoon.
Bruce and Tony were then expected to begin the bonding process immediately.
Most people were bonded by age 16 anyway, and with both Bruce and Tony being
16, it was perfect.
They waited until the week before Tony's heat, going through the legal and
technical procedures. Tony accepted the traditional African gifts of cloth and
jewelry from the trackers and their mates. He basked in the soft clothing he
was expected to wear. It was brightly colored cloth draped over his hips and
one shoulder.
Bruce also accepted gifts of weapons and materials from the African populous.
Finally, on a late September night, Tony felt his heat hit him hard. It was
sudden and intense, and Bruce was woken up almost immediately by the scent.
Bruce and Tony had taken to sleeping with each other in Bruce's flat.
Tony moaned loudly as he felt his hole begin to slick. His legs fell open on
their own accord as Bruce growled and leaned over him. Tony felt the rumble of
Bruce's hairy chest against his nipples and he gasped.
"Bruce! Oh god, Bruce!" Tony cried. He panted as he felt Bruce palm his aching
cock through his pajama pants. Bruce ripped the pants off of Tony's hips,
hungrily drinking in the sight of the omega's naked cock and glistening hole.
Bruce felt a deep rumble in the back of his head. He knew the Hulk was holding
back. The Hulk knew that he would only hurt Tony if he took control. So Bruce
let the hulk see. He let the Hulk bleed through only a little as he massaged
Tony's cock and hole.
Tony was moaning in abandon. He felt so empty. He needed to be full of Bruce.
He needed to be full of Bruce's cock and knot and cum. Tony needed to be bred.
He wanted to swell up full of Bruce's babies. He whimpered in agony as Bruce's
hands left him.
Bruce gently prodded Tony open with the bulbous head of his cock. He gently
pushed in. Tony moaned in delight. They rocked together until Bruce was in to
the hilt.
"Fuck me, Bruce!" Tony cried.
Bruce lost it. He slammed Tony into the mattress for hours and hours, he
knotted him seven times watching as Tony's soft belly expanded from Bruce's
cum. Tony had never felt such euphoria. Bruce had never felt so good.
Bruce flipped Tony onto his hands and knees and began to roughly piston his
hips, snapping Tony forward on the bed only to snap him back onto his thick,
long cock by his tight grip on Tony's supple hips.
Finally spent and exhausted, Bruce rolled them on their sides, spooning Tony
from behind. His last knot was still expanding and coating Tony's insides with
thick cum. Tony winced as his belly stretched to accommodate the cum. He had
never felt so full.
"I love you." Bruce panted into Tony's sweat damp hair.
Tony hummed happily as he fell asleep, surrounded and filled with Bruce.
The next morning, Tony found himself in excruciating pain. Bruce's knot had not
shrunk and Bruce was still weakly grinding into Tony's ass. Tony's sore hole
was spent. The pull and push of the knot was painful and he whined in agony as
Bruce pulled back too hard.
Bruce woke with a start as Tony whined. He stopped moving immediately.
"Tony? Shit, I'm sorry! I usually shrink down after five hours, we'll have to
wait. I'm so sorry, honey." Bruce whispered apologetically into Tony's ear.
"It's okay, Bruce. Just don't move. It hurts too much." Tony whimpered.
The two spent the next hour relaxing in bed. After Bruce's knot had deflated
enough for him to slip out of Tony, he groaned in arousal as his cum oozed out
of Tony's red and gaping hole. He fingered the loose muscles gently, smearing
his seed over the still slick passage. Tony moaned in pleasure.
Bruce exited the flat at noon. Tony was too sore to get up. He was met by wolf
whistles and cheers from the Africans. He made his way to the canteen for food,
bumping into Howard as he went.
"You're a good man, Bruce." Howard nodded before walking away.
Bruce smiled to himself. He had everything he could possibly want. A mate, a
lab and a family. He hurried back to Tony with his arms laden with food for his
mate. His probably pregnant mate. That thought made Bruce shiver. Just seeing
Tony whimpering as cum oozed out of his hole was enough for Bruce to spring up
in his pants. But the possibility of Tony swelling up round and full with their
children was almost too much.
"Bruce? Is that you?" Tony's voice drifted from the bedroom in Bruce's flat. "I
hope you brought food. I'm hungrier than a gorilla in the desert."
Bruce chuckled as Tony continued to ramble. He smiled brightly as Tony limped
into the kitchen, holding the blanket around his body. Bruce placed a firm kiss
to Tony's bruised lips and reached down to fondle Tony's belly.
"There might be a baby in there." Bruce whispered. Tony laughed at his Alpha.
"You definitely have a pregnancy fetish." Tony teased.
The two mates ate in loving silence. They basked in the domesticity of the
afternoon and at night, when Tony felt the stirrings of his heat again, they
mated until the sun was rising.
Three months later found a pregnant Tony cuddling up to his father on the
veranda of his old flat. Howard rested his head on Tony's messy spikes of hair
and idly traced circles on his tanned arm. The father and son had always been
close. But with Tony's newfound mate hood and impending parenthood, Howard was
feeling a little bit nostalgic.
"Do you remember the first time I brought you up here on the mountain?" Howard
asked.
"How could I forget? I scraped my knee and broke my collarbone." Tony laughed.
"I vowed to never return."
"Yes. Your mother would be proud of you. I'm sorry she couldn't see you
bonded." Howard said.
"I'm just glad that you met Zembu. He's really good for you and although he
isn't mom, he's been so good to me." Tony whimpered. "He's basically my mom
now."
"That's good. He's been so excited to finally have a grandchild. You should see
him at the Kenya marketplace. He's been looking for a good gift for you."
Howard chuckled. "He's so happy for you, Tony."
"Thanks daddy." Tony's voice trembled.
"Don't start crying now. You know that if you cry.... I'll.... Cry..." It was
too late. Howard and Tony cuddled closer as tears fell down their cheeks. They
were tears of great emotion. But Tony would blame them on hormones.
Another three months later found a heavily pregnant Tony tending to a newborn
leopard cub. The cub's mother had been poached only hours after its birth and
Tony couldn't let the cub die.
Tony named the cub Hulkie out of affection. He had grown very attached to the
cub in the two days it was with them. Bruce had determined that the cub was
male, and so Tony made sure to make the cub a blue bed pillow. Tony carried
Hulkie everywhere, and the cub slowly nursed from the bottles of formula and
protein/vitamin shakes that Tony prepared. He made sure to diaper the cub and
pet the cub.
Howard teased him endlessly. Bruce was hornier than usual. But Tony and Hulkie
grew closer and closer.
Soon, Tony's due date was upon them and Hulkie had grown to be a healthy,
playful little cub. Tony's water broke halfway through Hulkie's feeding and it
was a pandemonium on the campsite.
But the baby was born safe and secure. A little Alpha boy that Bruce and Tony
named Oliver Marc Stark-Banner.
And so, little Oliver grew up around the African jungle and his best friend,
Hulkie the leopard with his loving parents and his big family.
The end~
End Notes
     Well, finally! Shit, this took so long...
     Anyways, whaddya think? I certainly enjoyed the smut. Bruce and I
     share a pregnancy kink, if you haven't realized. If you read my other
     mpregs, you would agree.
     Also, kind!Howard is my new favorite head canon. OMG it's so sweet
     when Tony can go to his daddy for comfort.
     Please review, and check out my other omegaverses, they're not too
     shabby if I do say so myself! :)
     Also, also! I like hearing about any ideas you have about any other
     fics I should write. Omegaverse and slash would be right up my alley,
     but I am not against regular slash.
     -Mo
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