→ synopsis: The same time your next door neighbor moves in, the hero known as Spider-man begins swinging you off your feet. You can't explain exactly why he chose you, or how he knows when you're in danger but he does.
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―⊹ ࣪ ˖ hi guys!! i got home from watching the new movie and just had so much motivation to write so here is a little oneshot of peter. the movie was sooo good, i loved it sm. this wasn't proof read and i wrote this on 4 hours of sleep soo bear with me
Your next door neighbor moved in around 4 months ago, he was quiet and kept to himself. not that you minded the silence, you understood everyone was fighting their own battle so you left him alone figuring maybe one day he'd come around. You two had spoken once or twice, nothing of significance just polite greetings when you noticed his arrival of the apartment across the hall. The other time being when he accidentally bumped into you and apologies poured out of his mouth endlessly while you kept reassuring him he was fine.
He seemed kind from the little you knew about him and a bit nerdy. When you'd leave at the same time as he was arriving at his apartment you could see tiny snippets of his apartment, holding tons of tech you weren't even sure how he afforded it, you never mentioned it though.
Around a month after your neighbor settled in to his new apartment you had begun noticing more of a presence of Spider-man. Obviously, you knew who he was, everyone in New York did. Though, you had never met him nor been saved by him personally that was until you started accidentally getting into situations where you needed saving and every time he was there, without fail.
Like the time you had tried to help a little boy cross a busy street due to being separated from his mother and then a distracted driver came barreling down. Your body froze up, unable to move as you registered what happened. You had accepted your fate until all of a sudden you felt a rush of wind and a warm body pressed up against your own. Then you and the boy were on the other side of the street safe and sound. You started shaking, the reality of the situation crashing over you all at once.
"Hey you okay little buddy?" the mask figure asked squatting down to be eye level with him
The boy shook his head yes and then his mother appeared, wrapping her arms around him and picking the tiny figure up. She then profusely thanked the masked hero and hurried left. You were still standing there wide eyed, just looking at him.
Your voice shook as you spoke "You saved my life."
He rubbed the back of his neck "That's what I do"
'Thank you, Spider-man." You spoke with trembling lips
"Anytime." He said a smile hinting in his tone, and then you blinked and he was suspended in the air again, a flash of red and blue disappearing into the skyscrapers.
Then another time when you were accidentally caught in a middle of a robbery. Then the time after that where you were pushed off the subway platform. At this point, the amount of situations you were put in where he saved you was uncanny. To the point where when he saved you, he would joke about it.
"So we meet again." He'd joke, trying to make light of the life threatening situation you were put in again.'
Around this time, you had started to notice your neighbors appearance. You'd see faint bruises on his jaw and cuts on his cheekbones. You knew he had to going through something, you had just hoped he was safe and you didn't want to pry into his personal life without knowing him fully. The thought that he may be in trouble made you sad, so you decided to do something nice for him. You had baked cookies and decided you were going to give them to him, to hopefully allow him to come out of his shell. You had noticed he never had company over, didn't leave his apartment much, all you heard was mostly silence and his occasional hushed murmur of voice sounding like he was faintly talking to someone or something.
Holding the warm container in your hands you had worked up the courage to gently knock on his door. You heard him scuffling around and then the lock click. When he opened the door and met your eyes he looked surprised.
"I made cookies." You said awkwardly "I mean, I made too many and wanted to know if you wanted some, I won't be able to eat the all before they expire" the explanation spilled from your lips like a dam bursting
You could've sworn you seen a ghost of a smile on his lips before he gratefully accepted them, you had held out the container for him as he said thank you and when your hands brushed each others you felt a jolt of electricity send up your spine. You looked at him with wide eyes, and he looked back up at you. You hurriedly greeted him goodbye and fled back into the safety of your own apartment.
When you returned back into your apartment, you pressed your back into the door breathing heavy.
"What the fuck" you mumbled
It was like he felt that you felt it, he had this sense. You convinced yourself that you were just going crazy. So much so that you had been thinking about it for hours and decided you needed fresh air. You climbed the short distance of stairs to the rooftop of the building and sat near the edge, overlooking the city. You had stayed there for a while until you heard a soft thud behind you and then footsteps. When you turned around, there he was. The man that had been single handedly ensuring your heart was still beating each day.
He walked towards you cautiously "What are you doing up here all alone?"
You furrowed your brows at him "Are you stalking me, Spider man?"
"No!" He spat out quickly, then said "No of course not, why would you say that?"
You smiled "I don't know, it seems like you are"
He sat down besides you "So saving your life is considered stalking now?"
You looked over at him "That's not what I said."
He laughed "Kind seems like that's what you said."
You rolled your eyes "Whatever."
You both sat there in silence for a minute before he spoke again
"You never answered my question."
You sighed "Just came up here because I was driving myself crazy in my apartment."
The mechanical eyes narrowed ever so slightly "And why is that?" he asked
"It's stupid." you spoke
"Clearly not" he stated flatly
You picked with the fabric of your sweatpants, the words spilling off your lips "I just think I am going crazy" You sighed, he looked over at you encouraging you to continue.
"I gave my neighbor cookies, he hardly spoke to me and when our hands touched I felt this like, electricity." You spewed "I don't even know it sounds crazy but it was like he felt that I felt it." You said throwing your hands up dramatically
"He hardly even speaks to me and I don't think he has many friends." You voiced quietly "It just kind of makes me sad in a way, he seems super kind but he doesn't let anyone in"
The superhero's eyes widened for just a short second you hadn't even noticed. He was silent before a few beats before he spoke "Maybe he's afraid to get hurt again"
You looked over at him "Seems like you know this guy" you joked
He laughed off the comment before speaking again "Just give him some time, I am sure he'll come around."
"Do you think I sound crazy for saying it felt like he understood what I felt too?" you asked quietly "Like he knew?"
"No, I don't." He said softly.
You both sat there in comfortable silence for a while before he told you goodbye, saying there was something he had to go deal with. After he left, you stayed up there for a while before you decided it was time to go down to your apartment.
Then, it gradually became routine for you to meet the masked man on top of your building. You would chat about anything, you both sharing your interests and teasing each other endlessly. Gradually, you had noticed your neighbor begin to come out of his shell just a bit. He would say hello to you in the halls, hold the elevator open for you and have small talk with you when you'd accidentally run into him.
Somewhere along the way, you had begun to fall in love with Spider-man unbeknownst to you, he lived just across the hall from you. He had noticed this, the realization tore him apart. He was terrified, he was terrified of hurting you or worse, you ending up like how most did in his life. His senses picked up on you the first day he had met you and he wasn't sure why. So, he started following you, silently of course. He convinced himself it was because his senses were telling him you were in danger, nothing else. Though, he knew it was starting to become for other reasons.
One night you had decided to invite Peter while you baked. It took much convincing before he finally accepted the offer. He stood by the counter as he watched you. Engaging in small talk and helping out with the things you needed. It felt comfortable, too comfortable. You both decided to sit in the living room while you waited for the cookies to be ready. You turned on the television mindlessly. The news popped up, talking about Spider-man stopping another criminal. A small smile forms on your lips at that.
"Did you know Spider-man has saved my life on several occasions?" You spoke, looking over at him
A flush crept up his neck "What really? That's crazy!' he said, just slightly an octave higher than his usual tone
"What do you not like Spider-man or something?' You asked, raising a brow
"He's cool, I guess." the boy spoke, crossing his arms
You looked at him "He's more than cool, Peter. He's the most heroic and selfless person on the planet."
He just looked at you wide eyed
"I can't imagine what he goes through and yet, he keeps pushing and protects everyone in this city."
He met your eyes "Yeah, I guess he does." he spoke softly
You decided to shift the topic elsewhere until the timer sounded, reminding you that the cookies were done. You got up, heading to the kitchen. As you were pulling out the cookies, you heard a sound from the living room, what sounded like a police scanner almost. You brushed it off and then you heard Peter rushing to his feet.
"I am sorry, I have to go" he said hurriedly, rushing for the door and throwing on his shoes.
"What? Is everything okay?" You shouted, heading for the entryway
"Yeah, it's okay." he rushed "I'm sorry, I really have to go."
Before you could even respond, you heard the door slam shut and with that he was gone.
The disappointment etched itself onto your face before you could stop it. You were confused as to what just happened, one second everything was fine and then the next he sounded frantic and was gone. You tried not to dwell on it too much and hurriedly headed back to the kitchen to turn off the oven. You sat and let the cookies cool for a while before you put them in a container. You then decided to head up to the rooftop, hoping maybe you'd see the masked man you'd grown familiar with.
You sat and waited for a while,and after about a little over an hour of waiting you decided to head back inside. Just as the door shut behind you, he landed on the roof. He heard the door shut, and cursed himself silently. He messed up the whole night, as Spider-man and Peter Parker.
The next day you decided to give Peter some space, figuring it was what he needed. You watched as he left the apartment building as you were arriving back. You gave him a small smile and continued walking. He gave a small smile back, and carried on.
You had decided that tonight you would go up and wait for Spider-man again, you knew he couldn't come every night, that he was a busy man and had things to do but it still stung a bit. You had grabbed the container of cookies that sat on your counter and headed up the familiar route to the rooftop. Upon opening the door, the wind blew you hair softly. Your lips parted, as you took in the view around you. The sun was beginning to set over the city and it was beautiful. You had figured that he wouldn't come for a while if he did come but you didn't mind, you liked the peace you felt up here.
You had waited a bit before you felt a presence beside you. A smile formed before you realized and you turned your head.
"Hi" you said softly
He took a seat next to you "Hey stranger"
You turned your head towards the skyline "Missed you last night"
"Sorry, I got caught up with something. I tried to get in here in time" He spoke apologetically
You smiled over at him "Don't be sorry, I understand you get busy"
You lifted the container from beside you holding it up to him "I brought you something"
He took it out of your hands "Thank you" he said softly, placing them in his lap.
"Well are you gonna try them?" You teased
"Well, I can't really do that with you next to me." He joked
"I won't look, I promise!" you giggled, covering your eyes with your hands
"Okay, okay. I will try them." the boy jokingly teased.
You heard container open and then the ruffle of fabric. He took a bite and then placed it back into the container. Pulling his mask back down. You peeked out from your hands, watching his mask move as he chewed.
"Well?" you teased, wiggling your brows
He set the container down besides him "They are really good, thank you."
"Of course, the least I could do." You smiled "Though, they are left overs so I am sorry."
He turned over, seemingly confused "Oh?" he asked
"I made them when my neighbor came over but he left in a rush before we could eat them." You sighed
The boy turned his head downwards "I'm sorry"
You looked over "What are you sorry for?"
He looked up "I'm sure he didn't mean it" he said softly
"Yeah, I get it." You paused before beginning again "Just worried about him is all."
Little did you know that the boy next to you is the same boy you were talking about at the very moment.
"I'm sure he's okay" the masked boy added
You sighed softly "I hope so."
You began to fall into easy conversation with him before he again had to return to whatever crime it was that he had to fight. Something about him tonight seemed off though, you just couldn't quite place what it was.
Weeks had passed, and you fell into the same easy routine. You invited Peter over a few times and began to grow a friendship with him. While also going up to meet Spider-man on the roof now every night without fail. You fell into a comfortable routine. You had started to notice something was off, little grunts he had made and how frequently he was rubbing his head. You chose not to comment on it, figuring maybe he just was having bad fights and was recovering. Though, you worried about him nonetheless.
You laid in bed, peacefully sleeping when you suddenly were awoken to scuffling outside in the hall followed by a loud crash. You immediately jumped up and slipped out of your bedroom, heading for the front door. You had figured it was almost morning and you were confused as to what could be happening this early. When you opened it, you had not expected what you were going to see.
You saw Peter, laying on the ground face down in just his boxers.
"Oh my god. Peter are you okay?" You frantically asked immediately squatting down besides him, he didn't respond
You begin to panic "Peter this isn't funny!" you shook him a bit.
You watched his chest rise and fall rapidly, while he laid there. You noticed his door was slightly open. You used all your strength to grab him by the arms and drag him back into his apartment, making sure he didn't bump into anything.
When you finally got inside you looked up and were horrified to see a substance that looked like spiderwebs everywhere. You turned around, seeing it was even worse near his living room and kitchen.
"What the hell?" you whispered
You shut the door, and peered around his apartment, getting grossed out when you got caught in whenever was all over his apartment. You were utterly dumb founded as to what exactly was happening, and you were freaked out that Peter was yet to be conscious. You headed back over to him, once again dragging him through his apartment and propping him up against the couch. You sat next to him, waiting for him to awake so you could make sure he was fine.
You didn't realize that you had fallen asleep until you felt Peter twitching, your eyes snapped open and you looked over at him. His chest rose and fell heavily and he began twitching. You shook him and shouted his name. Then his eyes opened quickly. They were entirely black and you jumped back screaming.
Your fear must have caught his attention because as fast as his eyes were fully black they suddenly went back to normal. He shot up in a panic, confused as to what happened and why you were in his apartment and more importantly where his clothes were.
"Peter, what the hell was that?" You yelled, frantically standing up and stepping back from him
"Why are you in my apartment?" He hurriedly asked, rushing to grab a pair of sweatpants and pulling them on
You began pacing "I woke up to a loud crash in the hallway and you were face down on the ground not responding."
When you looked over at him you finally took in all the bruises littered along his torso, some faded and others looking fresh. "Peter, what happened to you?" you asked
"What is all this around me?" you questioned your breathing starting to quicken
He walked over to you cupping the sides of your jaw with his hands "Hey, hey its okay." he spoke softly.
You felt shivers down your spine at the contact"Peter, I'm scared. Why were your eyes black." You mumbled, a flush creeping up your neck
He rubbed your cheek with his thumb "It's hard to explain."
You looked down at his abdomen "Why are there bruises all over you?" you asked, voice laced with concern
"Sweetheart, I can't tell you." he said gently
At that you pulled away from him. Anger beginning to boil in your chest.
"Peter what the hell is going on?" you asked
He ran a hand through his hair frustratedly "I just trying to protect you."
"From what Peter?" you threw your hands up in the air
"Listen, I can't risk putting you in danger." he shouted
He met your eyes, you searched them for any sign of falsehood though you didn't find any.
"I'm so fucking confused right now." You whispered "Are you like a villain or something? Did Spider-man like kick your ass?" you started rapid firing
"Because why is there webs all over?" you wondered "And you're all bruised."
You started to freak out "Oh my god. My neighbor is a criminal." you immediately started heading for the door in a frenzy, running away from him. When your hand met the handle you heard a noise and then your hand was stuck to the door.
You looked down to see webbing all around your hand, when you looked up you met his eyes.
You stared at him wide eyed "Oh my god, you're Spider-man."
He walked over to you slowly, trying to gauge your reaction
Then the realization hit you "You lied to me."
His face immediately changed "No, you don't understand." he said softly "I didn't do it maliciously i swear."
You looked at him in disbelief "So you kept coming to talk to me everyday like we didn't live across from each other?" you spat "You listened to me talk about you and pretending you didn't even know."
"Listen, I didn't mean it like that" he spoke, running a hand through his already messy hair
You stayed silent, urging him to go on "Being in my position, I've put people i care about in danger just because they know me. If something happened to you, I'd never forgive myself." he said quietly
"I tried to not get to know you when I moved in." he paused "But then, I started sensing you, sensing you were in danger. So I would come and save you. It started to become so frequent, I would come visit to make sure you were safe."
"Then, I realized that you were such a kind person so I kept coming back to talk to you. I figured it wouldn't hurt. Then it became routine for me too. But something has been happening to me, I don't understand why and I didn't want you to get hurt." he spoke, stepping closer to you.
A tear slipped down your face "I just don't understand, why keep coming back?"
He wiped the tear off your face gently "I was selfish, and it was wrong of me. But it was the most normal I have felt in a long time"
At that, the tears started to flow down your face, feeling so much guilt for all that the boy in front of you had went through all without you even realizing.
He gently pulled at the webbing, freeing your hand "Please don't cry, pretty girl. I'm here its okay." he said softly, wrapping his arms around you "I'm so sorry."
"I'm sorry, Peter." You said into his chest.
You looked up at him, you both gazed into each others eyes. Then you looked down to his lips and back up at his eyes. Then, he slowly closed the gap between you. When your lips made contact it felt like your skin was set ablaze. His lips were soft and gentle against yours. It lasted for a few seconds before he pulled back.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have" shame laced his voice
At that, you cupped his jaw with your hand, bringing him back down towards you and crashing your lips against his. He was stiff at first before he melted into the kiss. Cupping the back of your head. Your other hand roamed around his torso, mapping out his body. The same body you had admired while he sat next to you on the rooftop.
He swiped his tongue across your bottom lip, gently asking for access. When your lips parted, his tongue began to explore. You sighed into his mouth he gripped the back of your head with a little more force. Then with one hand he picked you up as if you weighed nothing and took you to what you assumed was his bedroom. Only taking his hands off your head momentarily to part the way due to all the webbing.
He laid you gently on his bed, breaking the kiss. He looked down at you, your lips pink and swollen. The faint puffiness from crying, and your hair splayed all across his pillows.
"God, you're so beautiful." he muttered, leaning down to kiss from the insides of your knee all the way up your legs before placing himself in between your legs.
His hands slipped under your shirt, roaming your bare skin. Then he moved down to kiss your jaw. Gently sucking and licking the skin. You moaned out softly, intertwining a hand in his curls.
At that he pulled the shirt from over your head softly. Underneath was nothing but your bare breast, your nipples hardened from the cool air, and he let out a broken sound at the sight. He took one into his mouth, rolling the other one between his fingers.
"Peter" you moaned, hands roaming his broad back.
He hummed against your nipple, before releasing it with a pop. Then he gently pulled down your tiny sleep shorts. Tossing them on the floor. He looked at you with so much awe in his eyes. You tried to cover your face in embarrassment, before he grabbed your hands and kissed both of them.
"Don't get shy on me now, baby." he looked at you, his eyes softening. Then he looked down at your clothed cunt before looking back up at you "Can I?" he asked
You nodded your head at him before he gave you a disapproving look "Words please, baby."
Your face flushed "Yes, Peter. Please."
He wasted no time pulling the panties down your legs before diving in. Lapping at your cunt like a man starved. You cried out, hands lacing in his hair.
"Tastes so sweet baby" he mumbled against your pussy
He began to suck on your sensitive clit while using a finger to work you open. You cried out at the sensation. Then he added another. The pleasure you felt was so intense. Peter then began lapping at your pussy, cleaning up all the arousal that leaking out of your sopping cunt.
He took out his fingers and then began to apply pressure on your clit rubbing slow circles. You tugged at his hard harder crying out. He lapped at you like a man starved. The pressure in your abdomen began to grow until it became unbearable. You felt Peter start to grind at the mattress.
"Fuck-" you cried "Peter I'm going to cum."
"Cum for me, baby." he soothed
With that the pressure in you snapped as your orgasm rippled over you. Your back arched off the bed as Peter began to swallow up all that you gave him, letting you ride it all out. Then he pulled back and sat up, his chin glistening in the sun.
Your chest rose and fell rapidly, you met eyes with him.
"Need you so bad, please Peter." you spoke softly reaching out for him
"I got you baby" he spoke, tugging down his sweatpants and boxers. His cock sprung out. Tip angry and red, leaking with pre-cum. "I'm gonna take care of you."
You moaned at the sight of his cock, then he took it in his hand and lined himself up with you.
He looked at you "Is this okay, baby?"
"Yes, please Peter. Need you so bad" you spoke with desperation
Then he pushed in, you gasped at the stretch. Reaching out and pulling him down closer to you. You clawed at his back as he bottomed out. Then after a minute he started moving. He gently pushed out and back in before he picked up the pace. He snapped his hips up into you, your pussy swallowing him whole.
His head dropped into the crevice of your neck as he let out a broken moan, you clawed at his back. The bed thudded against the headboard with each thrust he delivered. You began crying out on his cock, the sensation of it filling you up was addicting.
"God you're all I can sense right now, baby" he whimpered "You feel so good."
His pace began to get even more ruthless. He began rubbing circles on your aching clit. Your pussy began weeping on his cock. Your back bowed off the bed, feeling the pressure building up again.
"So close, Peter" you moaned.
"Yeah, baby?" he said applying more pressure on your clit "Be a good girl for me okay? Hold out a little longer for me, yeah?" you nodded your head at him
Then he wrapped an arm around you and held you so tightly and began to snap his hips up into you with desperation. Your pussy took him in greedily, he groaned out.
"Such a good girl. Taking me so well." he whispered in your ear, then he began sucking on your neck.
You moaned, the sensations all over your body driving you crazy. Then he hit the soft spot inside you and you cried out loudly, holding onto him for dear life.
"Cmon baby, cum for me" he said in your ear.
At that the knot in your abdomen snapped, you arched into him and he secured you against him tight. You cried out as your pussy fluttered around his cock. Then he grunted, thrusting up into you one last time, nuzzling himself against your stomach as his cum began to spurt out into you.
You let out a broken sob, feeling the twitch of his cock as his cum filled you up. He gently grinded up into you riding out his orgasm grunting before he collapsed on top of you. Both of you sweaty and out of breath. He rubbed your hair, soothing you.
Then after a few minutes he got up pressing a quick kiss to your lips and headed to the bathroom, he came back with a warm rag, cleaning you up softly.
"Thank you, Peter." you said sheepishly
"Of course, baby." he said rubbing your thigh
Then, he put back on his boxers and grabbed you one of his shirts and put it over your head.
He laid back down with you in bed, pulling you against him. Rubbing soothing circles on your back. You laid your head on his chest listening to his heartbeat even out. The sound eventually lulled you off to sleep. Peter laid there listening to your soft breathing, looking over at you. Your lashes kissing your skin, and the slight part of your lips.
He kissed your head, shutting his eyes before muttering "Gonna make sure nothing happens to you."
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