So, I’ve recently adopted a rabbit who’s a tiny fuzzy brown ball of spaztastic crackhead energy, and it got me thinking. What if Tony Stark found a rabbit right after he came back from being kidnapped. I don’t know about y’all, but I thought that idea was fucking adorable… and hilarious, but mostly adorable. Now, I’m not a writer, but I'd love if someone wrote this. I need this in the world.
Request: Hey! Love your work and was wondering if you could do one with Peter and the reader went to a different city for spring break then it has to do with smut over skype? Where Peter tells her what to do and ends up fluffy but also very smutty?
Warnings: Smut, Masturbation, Sort of dom Peter, fluffy Peter as well
Authors Note: Sorry I took so long to write this love, hope you enjoy. My bad if it’s horrible,it was slightly rushed.
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A sigh of contentment fell from your lips for the feeling of the sun sinking into your pores felt good. It was nice to finally get away from the cold weather of New York and get into some hot weather. Especially in Hawaii where Spring Break basically felt like a wonderful summer. If only Peter were here with you, then everything would be completely perfect.
The two of you had planned to spend Spring Break together but couldn’t because Aunt May was practically begging to go to Florida for a while now and Peter didn’t want to let her down. Who are you to stand between a wonderful aunt and adorable nephew so you being the kind person you are let him go with her to Florida. Still you missed him. Like a lot and it had only been a week since you had last seen him.
You were lying on a beach chair in front of the cool blue ocean enjoying the scene in front of you. Your family was there as well, they were just playing in the water.
Your phone made a sound, notifying you that someone had texted you. You sat up and grabbed your phone to see who it was.
Peter: Hey babe, I miss you so much.
A smile spreads across your face. and your heart warms. You missed your lovesick puppy too.
You: I miss you too, oh and check out this view I have of the beach I’m at!
You capture a picture of the beach then send it to him.
Peter: It’s beautiful but you know something that’s even more beautiful?
You: What?
Peter: You. Come on, send me a selfie of you, it’s been too long since I’ve seen your pretty face.
Blushing, you sit up in an upright position so you can get a better angle with your selfie. Swapping the camera towards you, you snap a quick pic of yourself then send it to Peter. It’s not even a minute before he replies.
Peter: Damn princess, your tits look amazing.
You: Peter! Is that the only thing you’re looking at??
Peter: No of course not. You already know I love your face but damn your tits look edible right now.
You: Wow, you’re such a horny loser, lol.
Peter: But cover up though, I don’t want any other guys looking at what’s mine!
You: Babe, it’s a beach. Practically every other girl is wearing a bathing suit. Some more revealing than mine.
Peter: Point taken.................but I gotta go though. We’re headed to Universal. I’ll text you tonight. I love you.
You: I love you too.
Setting down your phone you decide you want to get up and go swim in the water with the rest of your family so you do just that. After an hour of the beach, you guys decide to take off and head back to the beach house you rented for the time being spent there.
Your parents cooked a delicious Hawaiian dinner that literally had your mouth watering for more. In the middle of a funny story you guys were chatting about, your phone dinged!
No doubt this was Peter. Pulling your phone from your back pocket you found you were right.
Peter: Skype tonight?
You: You know it.
Let’s just say you were now bouncing out of your seat to speak to Peter; to see his face, to hear his voice. It’s a fact that you and Peter are lost without each other and when detached you both began to miss each other terribly.
The two of you found each other when in a broken place. High school kids aren’t nice, you’re basically bullied if you don’t meet up to their standards which is being perfect. So being paired with the not so popular Peter Parker for a lab partner was basically the best thing that ever happened to you.
You no longer cared if the popular kids made fun of you for not being what they are, you had the sweetest, clumsiest, most kindhearted boyfriend you could ever wish for. Not to mention, he’s spider man! If only they knew, then they would probably want to be Peter’s friend but popularity didn’t matter to you guys anymore. You had each other and that’s all you guys needed.
Hopping out of the shower, you put on some panties and one of Peter’s large t-shirts that you “borrowed.” Sitting criss cross on the bed you opened your laptop, getting ready to call Peter but he beat you to the punch as it spread across the screen that you were getting a skype call from him.
Not even hesitating you answered the call and his face appeared on the screen.
“Hi beautiful.” He said, his face beaming with excitement to see you.
“Hi dork.” You reply, the same energy spilling back.
He rolled his eyes at your comment but still was happy to see you. He seemed to be laying down in bed as well but he was shirtless which to be quite honest got you excited.
“How’s Hawaii? Meet Barack Obama yet?” He asked.
“Just because he was born here doesn’t mean he is here.” This was always Peter. Saying whatever came out of his mouth, though you didn’t mind. It made you laugh.
“He could be, you never know. You just gotta look.”
“Trust me when I say I’m having too much fun to be worrying about Barack Obama, even though I love him!”
“You better not be having too much fun without me.” He playfully scolded.
“I’m not, in fact if anything I miss you so much, Pete.”
“How much, baby girl?” His voice seems to have dropped to a low husky whisper causing a slight shiver to roll down your spine.
“So much that I crave you in every way.” You say, getting into the mood.
He smirked and shifted the laptop screen so now you had a full view of his chest, abs, and a little bit of his lower half.
“You look adorable with my shirt on but, I don’t know, I’m pretty sure it would look better with it off.” He said, running a hand through his brown locks, something he knew turned you on.
You raised your eyebrow at him. “Okay.” You say then remove his shirt. Slowly just to tease him. He bites his lip and groans, as the boner in his pants grows at the sight of your breasts. Honestly when it came to your body, Peter didn’t know which was his favorite. It was all just perfect in his eyes.
“Gosh baby, if only I was there to touch you.” He says, voice deep laced with lust.
“Tell me what you would do to me.” You reply, eyes looking over him through the laptop screen.
“Well, first I would help you out of those panties of yours and like to see that you’re dripping wet for me.....” He doesn’t even have to ask for you to do it.
Slowly and sensually you remove your panties, placing them next to you on the bed. Now you’re completely naked and on display for your boyfriend and he’d be lying if he said seeing you like this wasn’t the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen in his life. Even if it was over a screen.
“And then?” You say urging him to continue.
“And then I would kiss you on those lips, while moving my hands down to your pussy, touch yourself for me baby.”
Biting your lip, you open your legs wide so he has a view of your dripping core. In so little time the two of you had exchanged small communication and you were already so wet for him.
“So wet for me.”
“Only you,” You whimper out, as your fingers come in contact with your clit that was already becoming alive with nerves. You begin to rub it while your other hand feels on your breast, rubbing your nipple.
Oh how Peter wishes he could be with you in this moment, his cock is basically straining against his pants.
“You gonna join me?” You ask, reading his expression through the screen. You can tell he’s turned on to the max.
Without words, he takes off his pants and boxers fast and hurriedly wanting to release the tension that’s build up in his cock ever since he saw you in his shirt, your perky nipples showing through.
He returns his attention back to you and your still in the same position before, getting your body stimulated and ready.
“Now add a finger into that beautifully pussy.”
Doing as he says you enter your index finger inside of you but that’s enough so you add another, in the hopes that this would feel like your boyfriend’s cock. It’s not the same but with the sound of his voice and how horny you were it will do for now.
His hand goes down to his shaft, as he watches your fingers move in and out of your wet pussy. He groans and begins to pump his cock slowly in his hand, wishing that it was yours.
“Oh baby girl you look so gorgeous, you gonna moan for me?” He asks. “Gonna moan for daddy?”
Biting your lip, you tilt your head back letting out a soft relieving moan. The face of pleasure your’re showing could have made Peter come just then and there. You looked and sounded angelic. Fuck, he wanted you and you wanted him as well. Bad.
“Want your cock so bad, baby.” You moan out, returning your gaze back to him, fingers still sliding in and out of your wetness.
“I want to be inside you too princess.” He groans as he watches your hip’s jerk, your fingers had not run over your g-spot but they were pretty close. “Just imagine you riding my cock, like you’re riding your fingers and me sucking on those beautiful tits-”
“Mmm,” You hum,and once again close your eyes, letting the images of Peter’s description go through your mind. At this action Peter’s pace on his cock has quickened, pre-cum soothed all over it.
Low moans escape your lips and masculine groans come from him. Peter whispers sweet nothings turning you on even anymore and as well helping you to your climax.
“Fuck, I’m close Peter.” You purred, curling your fingers inside of you.
“Me too, come on. Come with me.” He doesn’t take his eyes off of you, not even for a second, scared that if he looked away he’d miss something.
A familiar tingle erupts in your stomach and everything in you, deep down clenches in the most sweetest way. You move your other hand down to your clit, rubbing it fast setting off ever nerve in your aroused body.
“Oh Pete,”
“Fuck, baby, I’m coming.” You both watch each other come, both moaning as well but very lowly so the adults don’t hear. “I can’t wait till I see you next week.” He says, still bit breathless from getting off.
“Why? What are you going to do?” You ask, already knowing the answer. Your breath begins to shallow.
“Might just fuck the shit out of you.” You both chuckle at his remark.
“Oh great, now my sheets are wet and from what I can see yours probably are too.” You say.
Peter just shrugs. “Well it gives us an excuse to take a shower together.” He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.
“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
“I’ll skype you on your phone and when you answer you better be in the shower.”
Without further word he hangs up, leaving you to look at your desktop background of your laptop, witch is a selfie you and Peter took when having a movie night. Looking at the picture and remembering what just took place you realize how much you genuinely love Peter and wouldn’t trade him for the world.
The sound of your phone ringing snapped you out of your thoughts and you grabbed it off the desktop to see Peter calling you.
Oh shit.
Smirking to yourself you race to the bathroom, excited for what was in store next.
It's 9 pm, and I just got back in the house from a long day of spending time with family.
I bought my rabbit just before there was a significant death in my family. I thought that I'd have plenty of free time to spend with her, so it wouldn't matter if I couldn't get her a friend right away.
Because of the death, I haven't been spending a lot of time at home. I wasn't fully prepared for the intense feeling of guilt that I get when I come home. She's super overly excited to see me, yet I'm too tired to let her out so she can run around and cuddle with me.
I know I'm not getting her a friend anytime soon because she's not spayed yet. However, it still doesn't stop the guilt that I feel knowing that I'm the only person she gets affection from, and I can't be there all the time to do it like I usually would.
I guess where I was getting at with this, going along with the rabbit avengers theme, is how would Tony Stark handle the rabbit he adopted after becoming an iron man? He'd probably get a second rabbit, but I just want to pretend that's not an option.
Here's a pic of me cuddling my rabbit because I feel guilty about leaving her alone all day
Bunny 500 "official” definition: when your rabbit runs at top speed around the perimeter of whatever room they're in with the occasional binky thrown in.
My definition: It's 3 am and I'm gonna murder this damn rabbit. Now don't get me wrong, I knew of this... Great use of energy before I got my rabbit, but I made the mistake of comparing it to when a cat loses their shit at 3 am. I didn't take into account that cats do this around the house. Rabbits do this wherever the fuck they are, in this case, my bedroom.
As I was lying in bed wishing that I was in deep vampiric slumber as my rabbit jumped over my face at least six times within five minutes, I wondered how Nick Fury would handle an insane rabbit? Would it be another flerken situation where he gets his ass kicked by a fluffy creature but worse because this isn’t an alien but an actual rabbit?
My rabbit was losing her shit at 12am so I wrote this, enjoy.
I have my target insight; it'll be heavy, and I definitely will get caught when I steal this, but the outcome will be worth it!
All I need is a moment, just one little distraction, and I'm in.
I signal DUM-E with my ears to start the plan, and he rolls over to a workbench covered in tools and starts knocking shit over, causing tony to roll away from the target and start cussing at him.
I've never been more proud of him than I am at this moment. I dart forward, weaving between the table legs and grab the wrench, making sure I have a secure hold on it before dashing away.
I hear Tony yelling my name from behind, but I dare not stop! It's mine now! You'll never see it again!
I slid around the corner and hopped onto the second layer of the shelf in the workshop.
I hide behind a box of tools and put the wrench down; the mission was a success!
I have the wrench, so Tony has no choice but to pay attention to me and got to bed!
"FOUND YA! Come on, Thumper, I need that so I can work", he starts reaching his hand in to grab the wrench.
No! I slam my back feet down at him.
"Come on now; Pepper is gonna yell at me if I don't finish these now, "
I slam my feet down again. I know that's bullshit, pepper smells worried when she's down here.
Before he can reach for the wrench again, I pick it up and wait for JARVIS to open the elevator doors. When he does, I throw the wrench inside before hopping in with it, making sure to kick dust at Tony as I do and sit with my back to him next to the wrench.
I look over my shoulder to see if he has realized the error in his ways, he clearly hasn't since he's laughing. I slam my feet to the ground again with my ears back and my back to him.
"I'm sorry, Thumper, I don't know what I was thinking. Clearly, you know what's best."
I keep my back to him; his sweet words don't mean shit. He must've followed me onto the elevator because Jarvis closed the doors, and I felt us heading up.
Once the doors open back up, I pick up the wrench and start heading towards my room; if Tony doesn't come too, that's his problem.
I drop the wrench in the doorway, jump onto the bed, and lay on my pillow, "you know that's my spot, right?"
The nerve, he's lucky I even let him sleep in my room, and now he's trying to claim pillows! Ugh, humans are so rude!
I move over some because he's a baby after he lays down I lay next to his head and nudge him.
If he's going to take my pillow, he has to pet me. I grind my teeth in contentment and snuggle closer to him.
Instead of falling into the hands of the Chitauri Loki has lost his memories and is living on earth but when the Chitauri do invade and the avengers assemble will he be able to help them.
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