Anon - Hello! I was wondering if you could write a peter Parker x reader (who were/are dating before the snap) where they have sex for the first time since peters return, really soft and cute and sensual? Idk I’m a hopeless romantic lol, thanks lovely! ❤️
Pairings: Virgin!Peter Parker x Virgin!Reader
Warnings: slight endgame spoilers, smut, precious peter parker, fingering etc
Summary: You and Peter are reunited, and all you want is each other.
REQUESTS ARE OPEN FOR SINNING (WHETHER SMUT, FLUFF OR ANGST; SEND ME WHAT YOUR HEART DESIRES)
Peter’s return in your life felt different. Not only had you been rehabilitated to a minor Avenger’s compound. Yet Peter and you couldn’t keep your hands off of one another, always shoulder to shoulder when making breakfast or you could be sitting in on different chairs, but your feet would be touching one way or another. Just barely. It was almost that: if you took your hands off the other, they’d disappear again.
“Do you think they know how touchy they’re being?” Sam remarked to Bucky, watching Peter scroll through his phone while head resting on your lap. Just enjoying your company as you hummed to the music in your headphones.
“Don’t bother em’.” Bucky smiled at the small scene, turning away so Sam couldn’t see the smile. “The kid’s happy.”
Yet the rest of the Avenger’s only saw part of it, Peter and you were reserved during the day but at night you couldn’t get any closer. You just wanted to be enveloped by him, arms and legs wrapped around each other; entangled like a knot.
“I missed you Y/N.” Peter mumbled; voice muffled as he buried his face into your hair
“I know Peter,” You giggle as you look up to face him, “You tell me every night.”
“I wanted to tell you again.” He gave his dorky Parker smile and showered your forehead with kisses before making his way down your face to your lips. Peter’s kisses were always soft.
You smile as he parts this kiss and manoeuvre your face in the darkness of his bedroom to his neck, leaving small sleepy kisses there. Kissing for longer on certain parts of his neck you know makes him squirm. Without warning, Peter’s positioning changed; allowing his hips to straddle yours while he kisses you lazily. One of your hands traces circles on his shirtless shoulder while the other lightly grips his hair for slight stability.
“H-Hey Y/N.” Peter broke apart from the kiss, his face looks nervous in what you could see in the dark room. “D-do you want to uh uhm. Oh god. D-do you want to lose your virginity to me?”
His voice is tired, shaky, and you could feel the heat coming off his blushing face. You gulp, you’ve had this conversation before, pre-snap. You breathe out, glad it wasn’t anything that bad.
“Yeah Pete.” You bite your lip as you find your nerve. This would be a first for you and Peter, it was safe to say that you were both nervous as hell. “I want you to be my first. Hopefully my only.”
Peter doesn’t say anything; he can’t but he can feel every hair standing up. He smiles and uses a hand to cup your cheek and place his forehead against yours. Allowing for him to place a kiss upon your lips; sealing some sort of loving deal between the two of you.
The kiss was not a battle between Peter and you, but it was unified and sought the closeness of sharing one breath, one passionate moment between two lovers. Peter was the first to start to take your clothes off, you were wearing one of his chemistry joke tees. Although couldn’t see a lot in his dark bedroom in the compound, he couldn’t help but admire your chest. No bra because it was night-time after all, so less work for Peter. When his lips connected to yours again, he began to work his way down your neck and to your breasts. Nipping slightly at your soft skin; letting you squeak out.
“Did you not like that?” Peter’s up immediately, looking into your eyes for any sense of discomfort.
“It’s alright Pete- I liked it.” You rub his hair for reassurance, but he still wasn’t convinced. “I just got a fright,”
Peter smirked a little at your reasoning before deeming it fine for him to continue. Letting his kisses go to your nipples before he kisses them softly, letting his tongue glide over the nub; eliciting a moan from you. Peter backs away again, amazed at just the sound of you.
“Hey- it’s just me.” You comfort him, your hands rubbing down his back for some comfort.
Peter goes to reply but shakes it off, trying not to get too in his head. He starts to hook his finger at the sides of your underwear, hitching a breath as he finds the strength to pull them off. Once you were fully naked, Peter couldn’t help but just gawk at your body.
“Holy fuck. You’re so beautiful Y/N.” He gulps, you try to cover yourself in slight embarrassment but his body hovering over you prevented him from doing so.
To stop him staring you place a sweet kiss upon his lips and tug at the waistband of his boxer shorts. He shivers at you touch but sits up a little so you can continue pulling them down. When you got to a point you couldn’t pull anymore; Peter finished the job and tugged them off completely. You didn’t know what to think of his size as he was your first but to you; It was pretty big.
“Wait-“ Peter’s warmth is removed from you as he leans over to his bedside table. He pulls out a condom packet and struggles a little to tear it but finally finds the right part and he does his best to slide it along his length.
As Peter positions himself over you, he rubs the head of his length up and down your slick folds, wanting to hear you moan his name. When you do, you hear a little grunt from him in return. It takes him a minute to find your entrance before slowly pushing himself inside of you. You gasp at the slight pain of him inside you, but it doesn’t hurt it just feels unknown.
“W-wait.” You ask of him, grasping at his biceps as he darts his look towards you.
“Am I hurting you?” Peter’s so worried, but after you explain to him that you need to adjust, he goes by your feeling until he’s completely inside of you.
As he begins to move you can’t help but moan at Peter’s every move, but it’s nothing compared to Peter who was moaning deliciously but it was far too loud. You hold your hand over his mouth for a second to allow for him to realise that he was being too noisy before connected your lips with his. Peter’s thrusts started to become faster and deeper as gaged your reactions.
“Holy shi-it Peter don’t stop.” You practically melted into him and his little smile at your encouragement sent him ablaze. His hands turn to your thighs, grabbing them tight as he rocks his hips into you. Maybe he was gripping you too tightly, as you realised his super-strength had begun to kick in you tapped his hand lightly to which he took note of and loosened his grip.
Before long, Peter’s thrusts began to get sloppier. His grip went from your thighs to your waist and he began to kiss you once again. Just softly, long enough that he could feel his breath on yours. Until he finally finished, trying to not let himself fall on you as his muscles felt weak.
“I-I’m sorry.” Peter mumbled, upon the fact that he didn’t wait for you.
“It’s okay Pete.” You giggle breathlessly. “You’re just a little excited- we both are.”
Peter doesn’t make haste to getting rid of the used condom, his fingers trail down your navel and he strokes a finger along your clit. You arch your back at the sensitive feeling and Peter bites his lip at he teases two fingers at your entrance before pushing them inside of you. Once again the intoxicating feeling of lust washes over you and it doesn’t take Peter long with his magical Spider-man fingers to have you feeling electricity as you orgasm.
“Holy fuck-” You stutter as he heads back up to the top of the bed, allowing for the two of you to envelope one another again.
“I love you.” Peter whispers, pressing a kiss to your forehead as he holds you tighter.
“I love you too Peter.” You coo. “Wait- where’d you get those condoms?”
“Mr. Stark gave me a pep talk.” Peter admits embarrassingly, you laugh but end up falling asleep in his muscular arms.
The next morning the two of you got hastily dressed, you mainly in Peter’s clothes and Peter in something baggy and cosy. Still on the ‘after sex high’ you just wanted to flirt and make breakfast together while the rest of the Avengers were asleep.
“Peter! You’re gonna burn the pancakes!” You whine, Peter showering you with kisses as you sat on the counter, Peter between your legs.
“Sorry sorry!” He chuckles, heading over to flip the pancake to its other side, you hopped off the counter as you heard the automatic doors slide open to the kitchen area.
“Good morning you two.” Sam remarks, Bucky traipsing in behind him with a classic smirk. “Have a good night?”
Peter and you were deadly silent. You two knew you were a bit loud, but you didn’t know the walls were that thin.
“Come on Sam you said you wouldn’t bully them!” Bucky laughs from behind the open fridge door; not wanting to show the amusement at Sam’s teasing.
“I said I wouldn’t bully them that much.” Sam remarks before patting Peter on the back, giving him a small wink, something Tony would’ve probably done for him too.
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