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♡⊹ ࣪ ˖ :: teary-eyed . old soul . peter parker's gf . perpetually ovulating for fictional men . smut writer . ashnikko stan but also polyjamorous . blog is 18+ . minors do not interact .

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[parkrsdoll]

bf!peter who truly does feel bad when he leaves you sore and achey . . . but who also can't help but get so, so turned on by it!

it's like fighting against himself, because peter absolutely loathes the idea of ever causing you pain—and the almost sick surge of satisfaction he feels when he catches you wincing and massaging your inner thighs the next day and the subsequent chubby he usually pops from it makes him want to recoil. (or at least, makes him feel like he should want to recoil.)

but he just can't help it. there's just something about it—something about knowing that he had fucked you so deep and thoroughly that your body literally aches from it—that drives him up the wall. makes him feel almost animalistic. feral.

and there's something equally as mind-spiraling about making it up to you. about using his hands and mouth and tongue to soothe the aches he caused, to pull the soft sounds of relief and pleasure from your pretty lips.

maybe that's the best part, when he's got you like this—achey thighs split open by his shoulders, trembling softly, clit so puffy and pretty under his tongue, and your gummy walls massaging and drooling around his fingers as he steadily (and gently, of course) fingerfucks you to an orgasm.

and, fuck, he's so sick for the way his cock twitches when you wince or sigh out in pain despite him being so gentle with you—but, to his pleasure, you aren't running.

no, you're pushing back into him, softly humping your cunt against his tongue, clenching around his fingers and suckling them like you can't get enough.

"feel's'good, peter," you mewl, slurred, whiny, pussy constricting when he presses his pads into the sweet spot at the top. "mmm—ah, fuck—please—a-ah, wait, careful—hurts a little—"

your body seems to be contradicting itself, tensing up when he strokes a particularly sore spot but yet releasing the most delicious sounds of pleasure, with whines for him to slow down peppered in between cries for more.

"i know, baby, i know. i know she's sore." he cuts off your next whimper softly, massaging gentle circles into your thigh with his free hand, fingers still sinking knuckle deep inside you rhythmically. "'m gonna go slow, okay? fuck, i'll make it up t'you... 'm'gonna make this pretty pussy feel better, hmm? y'want that?"

"yes, yes, please," you rush out on a breath, one that catches on a small whine and a jerk of your hips when his shoulder rubs against the sensitive flesh of your thigh. "wan-wanna feel better, pete, please—"

fuck, he's hard enough to cut steel right now. his boxers are tight and sticky, pools of pre spilling from his swollen tip. he aches so badly to simply bury himself inside your sweet cunt, replace his thick fingers with something even thicker and longer—but he knows he has to wait.

there's no way your poor, achy pussy could handle his cock right now. that would be far too much. she needs his tongue and fingers to bring her to orgasm first.

"fuck—a-ah—peter, i-i think 'm gonna cum."

oh, speak of the devil. peter suppresses a small smirk and starts to pump his fingers just a little harder—not faster, not higher, just harder. he flicks his tongue over your clit in tandem, and fuck, now your pussy is clenching so tight. your chest heaves and your moans are loud enough to shake the walls.

"that's it, pretty baby," peter murmurs, breath hot and fanning over your slopped up pussy. "c'mon, let it go. mmhmm, jus' like that. let go f'me, cum on my fingers—oh, yes, that's a goooood girl—"

peter can't really tell if the whine that escapes your throat is one of pain or pleasure; maybe it's a bit of both. but what he can tell is that you are coming on his fingers, slick gushing and clit pulsing, so swollen and cute and sensitive when he sucks on it gently.

and now that you have cum, maybe you'd be willing to let him make you just a little more sore...

note. so acc idk entirely how i feel abt this one bcs i'm expirementing a lil with a more dominant peter, so pls lmk how you guys feel about it or if i did a decent job of it or if u like it yeah u get it lol. anyway luv yas xoxo!! ♡

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[parkrsdoll]

mmmm~ thinking about arachnid!peter with his enhanced senses being able to literally smell his cum inside you . . .

his cum has gotten so thick that the scent of it simply lingers in your body for days after, even after its leaked out, and every time he catches a whiff of it he gets so bricked up and feral. he just wants to pounce on you and fuck even more of his scent into your sweet womb. ♡

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subby!top!peter :: bf!peter eases your soreness ♡ :: more tba...

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inexperienced himbo!peter :: more tba...

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tba...

[parkrsdoll]

sooo i'm getting fairly close to finishing a few drafts, so i just wanted to check in and see if anyone would like to be added to the taglist before i post them! you can do so via comments or through dms, either is fine! ♡

and thank you all so much for the support you've shown me its acc insane, you guys are literally the best and sweetest and warmest ppl i have experienced in this space ♡♡♡ you babes deserve the world frfr!!

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౨ৎ INEXPERIENCED 𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐎!𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 HEADCANONS . . !

౨ৎ 𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐎!𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 who is so, so vanilla he has no idea that missionary isn't the only position you can fuck a woman in—and you can throw out the dirty and degenerate kinks; he hasn't even heard of them. that is, until you, of course.

౨ৎ 𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐎!𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 who suffers the most embarrassing episode of premature ejaculation while fucking you in doggy. as inexperienced as he is, he isn't some three-pump chump—no, seriously, he isn't; he actually considers himself above average in that regard.

that's why it was so mortifying for him when he barely got three strokes in before he felt it. sharp, fast, nearly dizzying—and worst of all: completely uncontrollable.

your pussy walls just felt so good in the position, unbelievably tight and wet and warm. the swell of your hips molded perfectly inside his large palms, your ass flushed and soft when it met his pelvis—and when peter bottomed out inside you the final time, you made the most delicious, pornagraphic mewl of his name, as if he'd just hit a really sensitive spot inside you.

his throat felt so tight that he couldn't even warn you—the only tell for you was that his fingers suddenly tightened around your hips and his whole body jerked, before he pulled out only to slam himself back in with a string of garbled, shocked moans.

cum spurted from his tip so violently that he could feel it, and in his startlement peter couldn't even pull out like his brain screamed at him to do; and maybe he was a little selfish in the way he kept himself stuffed inside your warm, slick cunt, eyes rolling back each time your gummy walls fluttered in response to the twitches of his cock. it just felt so fucking good that he couldn't help it.

though he did apologize profusely after in his rather sobering post-nut clarity. you didn't mind, it was pretty hot anyway.

౨ৎ 𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐎!𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 who eats with lots of enthusiasm, but little technique; his tongue is thick and hot, but he tends to put it in the wrong places... namely, he's more concentrated on sliding it through your folds rather than focusing it on your clit.

you aren't too shy to guide him, though.

"mmm, pete, a little higher—ah! oh, fuck, that's it, right there. mhmm, keep going, swirl your tongue a little—that's so good."

smart, attentive boy he is, it doesn't take peter long to catch on. he's quick to find the right pressure and pace that makes your toes curl, keeping his tongue firm on your clit like you'd instructed. and gods, does he start to eat so fucking good.

so good that your hips start to move subconsciously, slopping up his lips and chin with the slick he's lapping out of you. you feel more than hear the moans he's producing, a testament of just how much it turns him on to taste you and please you, and the way he starts to rut desperately into your mattress doesn't go unnoticed either.

it pushes you to the edge much faster than you ever expected.

"oh, shit—hah, peeeete, keep going, 'm s'close!" you mewl, fingers threading through his sweat-dampened hair, holding him in place and drawing something akin to a whine from his throat. his eyes flutter closed and he refocuses his efforts, swiping at your clit until your hands fist and you spasm, hips twitching in time with the pulsing of your throbbing clit.

even though his jaw aches from making you cum, he begs to eat you out again and again and again.

a/n: chat do we wanna see more himbo!peter?... i wanna see more himbo!peter...

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[parkrsdoll]

౨ৎ — subby!top!peter... mmmm . . . 18+! (yes I'm spreading my subby!top!peter agenda i hope that's okay)

physically, he's got aaallll the control. he's got your legs hiked up, knees bent over his shoulders, body nearly folded in half beneath him. your pussy is swollen, fucked open, and achy around his thick cock, walls gooey and slick and pliant, helpless to do much else than take the brutal, deep thrusts he abuses them with.

effectively, he fucks you completely senseless, with precise snaps of his hips that have your eyes rolling back into your skull.

but verbally? fuck, you'd think you were the one fucking him dumb.

he whines, groans, moans, and whimpers, desperate little pleas falling from his throat while he uses your cunt to milk himself.

"ohhh, fuck, yesyes—fuck baby, just like that. don't stop, please don't stop! s'fuckin' perfect, fuck me s'good—!" between wet, loud plaps! and creaking wood with a voice that's broken and fucked out.

and when he's about to cum? oh, he begs for it. despite having the upper hand, despite being in control of the pace, he begs you to let him cum—"f-fuck, please, m'gonna cum. please lemme cum—i-inside, can i—fu-huuuck—please make me cum, please—!"

and he actually waits; he waits until you give him permission, pace never faltering, still fucking you so fast and hard that it rattles your brain, toned abdomen slamming into your puffy clit every time he bottoms out.

and you're so close yourself that all you can do is nod and chant, "yes, yes, fuck, yes." while your cunt slurps and flutters around him, moans crescendoing as he fucks you even harder, in fast, short thrusts that quickly bring you—and himself—to orgasm.

"o-ohmygod, baby—'m coming—fuck, please, stay still, please baby—need you to take it, please—" his words cut off into moans that morph into near sobs as he starts to release, cock spurting thick, sticky ropes of cum against your walls.

thick cum that squelches lewdly from your convulsing pussy as he sloppily fucks himself through the waves, eyes watering from the way he throws himself into near overstimulation just to ensure that he squeezes out every last drop into your warm womb ♡.