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private #5 bent over a table while somethings baking in the oven. is it too much to ask for tasm peter parker bending reader over?

[location based smut prompts]

The To-Do List

[tasm peter x fem!reader]

(reader is described as having a ponytail that is long enough for Peter to wrap around his hand and use as leverage)

His birthday cake was nestled happily inside the heated oven.

She got up early to make it for his special day. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail to keep out of her face while she had prepped and she was still in her pajamas from this morning. She had planned to have the cake in the oven, get her shower done, and place out his presents on the table all before he woke up.

Peter, of course, had other ideas.

He leaned against the kitchen doorway with a lopsided grin as he sleepily took in the sight of her. She paused when she saw him there, silent as ever, and crossed her arms.

“You are not supposed to be awake for another hour,” she chastised.

Thirty-five looked good on him. Every year he seemed to get more and more handsome.

BloomingViolets.com (Pearlet) - Leatwerpenn

A/N - Hey guys, so, this was something that I was working on while I was trying to get back on track with Stars. This is an extremely long One-Shot based around the song Violet by Hippo Campus. (I saw a prompt on here a really long time ago to write a fic that included this song. So. Ta Dah!) This is actually based an an asian movie If you can guess the movie we need to become best friends instantly! Enjoy. >.<

BloomingViolets.com See with golden eyes the novocaine, lullaby Matt sat back on his desk chair, sighing loudly. The stack of paperwork in front of him was making him feel depressed. God, when is this going to be over? “Matt, get on with it, I needed that report done like, yesterday. How am I able to give you this next case, if you’re too lazy to close this one? You like your job? Right?” Santino towered over Matt, yapping at him like an annoying dog. Most of the time, he liked to ignore Santino; It made him go red and this vein always seemed to pop out from the side of his face. He made Matt laugh, not intentionally of course. Matt however, had heard about a new and exciting case through the gossip mill, and he wanted in on it. Badly. Am I going to have to eat your ass before you give me something other than boring online betting scandals? He mused. He got his head down and started on the pile of paperwork. Much to his dismay. Matt, was a 26 year old man. Very gay. And very single. It wasn’t that he couldn’t get a partner. He was a one-night stand type of guy, he didn’t like to get attached. His parents were flaky and that was who he chose to blame for his own physiological detachment problems. He was also not ugly, this made random hook-up’s a lot easier. He just walked into a bar and all guys, and some women, fawned over him. His sandy blonde hair was usually styled to appear messy. It was shaved shorter at the sides, which complimented his strong jawline. Out of work, he would describe his style as ‘effortless slob’. In work however, he was always dressed to appear as dapper as he could, given the uniform. Matt’s best feature however, were his sparkling blue eyes. They were a beautiful shade of aquamarine and they sparkled in the light just like the jewel. “You done?” Santino barked. He stood next to Matt’s desk flicking through the papers. Matt studied him as he flicked through his work. He was sporting a frown but was feeling confident. “This is actually really good Matt.” “You sound surprised?” He replied. “I’m impressed.” Santino smirked, and pulled a folder from behind. “This is your next assignment. It’s different to anything you have ever done. One of our biggest cases right now. And we need you to catch her.” “Okay?” Matt stated, raising a quizzical brow at the comment. He took the file from Santino and opened up to the front page. Staring back at Matt was a screen-capture of a website. A beautiful women laid spread out across the front page, her creamy skin exposed. Her waist was tiny and her legs we’re to die for. What caught Matt’s attention though, was her face. She had beautiful golden chocolate eyes which seemed to stare right into the depths of his deep blue oceans. They were hooded, and seemed to hold so much mystery. He was speechless. Matt knew he was gay, but right now, this women had him captivated. Maybe it was the lingerie? He thought ideally. Matt started to flip through the case file, and the little that had already been gathered was quite telling of who this mysterious women was; Name: Violet Chachki (Likely an alias) Age: Unknown (Approx. 18 – 25) Location: Unknown (Suspicion of an eastern time zone location) Website: www.bloomingviolets.com Wanted for: Internet Prostitution. Alleged black market dealings. (Further charges may arise upon investigation) “For now, just find out what you can online. She only comes out to play at night – as far as we know, and you can work from home. I’m switching your shift to nights while you are on the case. I need daily reports though. Got it? Catch her, no matter what. I’m counting on you Matt.” Santino patted Matt’s shoulder and walked away from his desk. Fuck my life. Matt groaned. “And remember, ALWAYS follow protocol!” _________________________________________________________ Reach and crack the sky With an open mouth, peace inside Matt became an officer of the law because he wanted to help people. He liked online crime because, quite frankly, he was lazy. Online cases meant he could do a lot of his work from home. Online evidence was hard to fight with in court, which made his job easier. Some 10 odd years ago, online crime wasn’t even a thing. But now, you could do just about anything online. Betting, robbing, trading illegal substances, and now, apparently prostitution. Matt looked down to his keyboard and typed. B-L-O-O-M-I-N-G-V-I-O-L-E-T-S-.-C-O-M He scoffed at the name and loaded the website. The figure from the screen capture stared back at him. Just like before, the beautiful women stared at him longingly. God, she is pretty. Those golden eyes. Matt tried to enter the website, but noticed that you had to create a profile. To create a profile, you had to link it to various social media sites and an email account. Fuck, she is careful. Matt spent most of the evening re-activating his alias Facebook and Instagram account’s. Luckily - as an officer of internet law, he was required to have all sorts of fake accounts. Linked to other officer’s with fake accounts. He found the whole thing irritating but it was the only way to catch perpetrators. Matt started to enter his “personal”, fake information, into the website. Please choose a screen name – Matt glanced around his small apartment, taking note of his décor. He loved the sea. He collected everything to do with the ocean. His favourite painting caught his attention. P-E-A-R-L. Welcome to Violet Chachki’s page. Matt stared at the video feed in front of him. It was currently paused with the announcement ‘Next live feed in 1 hour’ written across the still paused image. Matt studied the image, taking a screen capture, and printing it. Violet was good. Her background was very non-descript. The room was well lit, with a bed towards the back wall. The bed looked inviting, it was decorated with an array of pillows and blankets, all in different shades of purple. Above the bed hung a large photograph of the women herself. It was a black and white close up, you could clearly see all of the details on her face. She is gorgeous. The rest of the set up was plain. A leather office style chair was just to the side of the camera, with what Matt assumed, was a desk in front of it. The walls were painted a creamy colour. Perhaps a rented property? He couldn’t tell from the photo if it was inside a studio or a private residence. From the left side however, he did notice the change in lighting.

Large windows? Natural lighting? Matt made notes and started to navigate himself through the website. He noticed it had 4 tabs. Home. Videos. Images. Archive. Matt started with the ‘Images’ tab. He printed every photo, making more notes as he went. He noticed most of the photos seemed to be taken in the same location as where her live feed was set up. She wore many different outfits and posed in varying positions on the bed. None topless, or showing too much though – he pondered. Matt selected the ‘Videos’ tab and was greeted with only a handful of videos. He played each one and it was mostly very similar to the photos. Never nude, never showing too much skin. Damn, this might be harder than I thought. He clicked on ‘Archive’ and noticed a schedule for when Violet seemed to go live. She did sessions between 6pm and 3am – and then again from 6am – 8am. She was never consistent in her timings though. Why does she do two sessions? Matt noted down her schedule. He went to his small kitchenette to make himself a coffee and snack. He cracked his back a few times stretching as the coffee brewed. He then changed out of his work uniform and into sweatpants so he was more comfortable. Matt pulled his laptop over to the couch and waited for the live feed to begin. He found himself getting shaky with anticipation. Why am I nervous? Suddenly, the live feed started to move. He noticed that the look of the page also changed. The video grew larger and moved over to one side. Whereas, down the left hand side a text box appeared. At the top of the page he noticed all of the user’s whom were logged on and waiting. Violet Chachki has 389 viewers. The box read. Holy shit she’s popular. Matt sat back and watched the comments section explode. Trixie: OMG wat is she ganna wear. _SH3A: Where you at ho I want my show. FaMe: Violettttttt hurry uppp I need my fix. Matt watched the comments in fascination. Now he understood why this case was so hot. The comments kept coming in. All asking for the beauty to make an appearance. Matt’s eyes focused on the screen. He jumped a little when the women in question sat down on the desk chair. She pulled the chair up close to where the camera was situated, and pulled a keyboard out to sit on her lap. Fuck, she looks adorable. She wore her hair in soft waves around her cute face. A cream and pink coloured negligee-nighty style dress clung to her slim figure. The nightwear had an adorable pink coloured nightgown over the top to give her some coverage. Her make-up was minimal, with a little pink blush and eye shadow to bring the look together. She looked like a Japanese Lolita girl, and Matt was digging it.

She moved so she was sitting cross legged on the chair, and that was when he noticed that she was wearing white lacy knee high socks. She had on a pair of adorable pink fluffy slippers on her feet. Careful now - he warned himself. Violet, very considerately, placed headphones into her ears and moved a microphone over in front of her pink glossy lips. She fluttered her long lashes at the camera before speaking. “Hello everybody. What a lovely Tuesday it has been! I see a total of 9 new users today, so, welcome!” She spoke very clearly and carefully. She had an odd voice though. It sounded deeper than most women, but Matt was kind of digging it. “Now, just so you know how this works. I am going to explain. The first 10 minutes are free for everybody. After that, you must pay 10 dollars per half-hour to view my stream. Every so often, I may perform a private show. These are won on a bidding system, highest bidder wins my time for 10 minutes!” She spoke robotically, reciting the rules and guidelines of the website. Fuck, this shit is expensive. “So… What do you guys want to see from me today?” She asked. Matt glanced to the left hand side of the screen, scanning through the comments. butyourdadjustcallsmekatya: Fuck my pussy with a rake mom. Trixie: Show us your outfit! _SH3A: Shut up and get to bidding. FaMe: I got paid today! I can’t wait to get to bidding! Matt continued to read through the comments. Gaysgodie: You are all disgusting faggots. Matt sat and stared at the comment for what felt like minutes. What? Matt went back to looking at the different screen names. He noticed that a lot of the names were female. Wait, was this a lesbian prostitution website? “Oh look guys, our regular troll ‘Gaysgodie’ is here again. Well, this bitch paid $100 this morning to watch me perform a private show. And we all know what goes down in private shows.” Violet said, winking at the camera. Matt was confused. He started to write notes like crazy. He knew that this case was different, but he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “Oh look, Gaysgodie logged off. What a fool!” Violet giggled into the camera. Violet continued to converse with a few of the commenters for a couple of minutes. He noticed that she seemed to have favourites. She spoke about Trixie and someone she referred to as ‘Katya’ a lot. “Alright, hoe’s. We’re going to bid now. As always, this is how bidding works.” Violet moved another laptop down onto her lap. Matt noticed that the look of her page changed again, with a ‘Bid Now!’ box appearing underneath the bottom of the live feed. “The bid will last 30 seconds. You can only go up in 5 dollar jumps! Highest bidder wins! Everybody is eligible to bid today. So good luck!” Violet moved the second computer to her left. “Three, two, one! Bid” Suddenly, the bid screen went live. Matt hit a few buttons on his own laptop to record the process. He needed to understand how it worked so that he could do it at a later time. butyourdadjustcallsmekatya: $10 Trixie: $15 _SH3A: $20 FaMe: $25 Dax: $30 Matt watched in fascination as the total went up and up. A small sound alerted the end of the bidding session. “$275! Jesus!” – Matt exclaimed. “See you guys soon!” Violet winked and the live feed froze again. The comment section also disappeared. The words ‘Be back soon’ were pasted on top of the paused feed. Matt sat back. Studying Violet’s face. He noticed her eye’s the most. The golden brown orbs were mesmerizing. Something about her was really captivating his attention. She seemed so comfortable and confident in front of the camera. He couldn’t understand how someone, who was clearly so intelligent, was wasting their time on internet prostitution. What are you hiding? Matt sat back and continued to stare at Violet’s paused image for what felt like a lifetime. He felt his heart get warmer just staring into her golden eyes. He felt at peace. Careful, Matt. _________________________________________________________ American eyes Cherry cheeks and bloodshot eyes Matt was 3 days into the case. And he was now starting to realise why it was such a tricky one. Violet was VERY careful. She never moved the camera, she never spoke about her personal life, and she was strictly business. The only thing that Matt could muster up was that she must be somewhere in the same time zone as himself. Or, perhaps an hour either way. Matt lived in New York, and finding someone here was like finding a needle in a haystack. He had a feeling she was also in New York. He wasn’t sure why… She just seemed to give off the vibe. Call it a cop’s intuition. It was Friday night, and, instead of going out and partying with his co-workers or friends, he was sitting in front of a laptop; “Investigation: Internet Prostitution”. Fuck my life. Please enter your username. P-E-A-R-L

Please enter your password. V-I-O-L-E-T Welcome to Violet Chachki’s page. Matt sat back and scrolled through his phone, looking at what his friends were up to tonight. He didn’t have many friends, only a few. But they were all he needed. He liked a few of his friend Jake’s Instagram posts when he saw that Violet’s page had gone live. Violet Chachki has 11 viewers. Huh? That’s a drop from the rest of this week. Matt made a note that Friday was her least busy night to date. Violet came into the camera view. She was dressed a little differently than all of the other nights. Today, she wore a long bronzed wig, but had on quite heavy make-up. Her eyes were dusted with tones of deep maroon and orange. Her outfit was much more relaxed. She wore a black bra, and matching panties, with an open white men’s shirt over the top. She wore adorable thigh-high socks and her normal pink fluffy slippers. It was in that moment that Matt noticed how young and vulnerable she looked. How old are you Violet? “Hi everybody! It’s Friday night! Why aren’t you guys out having fun! I always say, never log in on a Friday! Go and get some trade!” Violet giggled into the camera and took a sip of her drink. Trixie: I’m just heading out, just wanted to say hey before I left! butyourdadjustcallsmekatya: coming for you Barbra! Trixie: Katya – stop being crazy! Dax: I’m also just stopping by, I have a Grindr date! >.< butyourdadjustcallsmekatya: Trixie, shut your hole. Dax. Be my date! Matt frowned at the comments. Grindr? What? Matt usually didn’t type in the comments. He didn’t want to get involved. But now, with so few people online, he felt like he needed to say something. “Let’s see who is online! Hi Trixie. Katya, have you taken your medication?” Violet raised a brow at the camera and Matt laughed to himself. He had noticed that this ‘Katya’ character was a tad crazy. “Humm, let’s see… Pearl! I haven’t seen you before. Are you new?” Violet stared into the camera, Matt felt like she was looking into his soul. God. Why did you have to be so pretty? Pearl: Hi That’s okay right? Violet started to laugh, really laugh. He thought that the sound was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard. Trixie: Hi Pearl! butyourdadjustcallsmekatya: Fuck me Pearl! Dax: Hi Pearl, welcome to the insanity. Matt chuckled to himself. “Yay! He types!” Violet clapped her hands in front of her like an excited child. Matt thought it was adorable. Matt then stopped - frowning to himself. Pearl: How do you know I’m a guy? He noticed that Violet frowned into the camera. He glanced to the left and noticed the comments explode. Trixie: Well, none of us are really women are we? butyourdadjustcallsmekatya: oohhhhhhhh Dax: aren’t we all guys??? Why would women be here LOL! Matt sat back confused. He decided not to type back a response. “Okay, I think it’s time to bid! Let’s go!” Matt didn’t participate in the bid, his mind was still a little clouded. So are they not women? Are they men? Perhaps transgender? Or… It was almost like a light was switched on in Matt’s brain. A spark was ignited. Was Violet a man? That would explain why he felt attraction towards her. Matt glanced back at the screen and had noticed that she had gone into a private session with somebody else. Knowing he had some time, he decided to make himself a snack and a drink. He re-read all of his information on her while he waited. Everything seemed to be falling into place. He had googled the name Violet Chachki and had no results back. He knew it wasn’t her real name, but he hadn’t imagined that Violet could have ever not been female. Santino’s head will explode with this news. Matt needed to know. “Hey, we are back!” Violet spoke into the camera. She looked exactly the same as she did before the private session. Matt really did wonder what went on in them. He glanced at the viewer count out of interest. It was nearing 12pm on a Friday. Violet Chachki has 2 viewers. butyourdadjustcallsmekatya: Bye bye baby, speak and see you tomorrow. Thanks for the private.

Matt felt his heart speed up. Violet Chachki has 1 viewer. “Well – this is a tad awkward!” Violet giggled. Matt sighed. Pearl: You are awfully pretty. “Thank you, but I’m really nothing special… Not under all of this anyway.” She gestured to her body, and Matt couldn’t help but shake his head. Pearl: I’m sure you’re lovely. Matt was a little stuck on what to say. He didn’t want to outwardly ask for her gender. He felt conflicted. “So, tell me about yourself Pearl. Are you cute?” Violet brought her knee’s up as she spoke. She laid her head sideways and stared at the camera. Pearl: If I was a guy I wouldn’t kick me out of bed. Violet giggled. “Jeez, I bet you are a right heartbreaker.” Pearl: Not intentionally, I just… Nevermind. “It’s okay. I don’t expect you to tell me anything. That isn’t why you are here anyways.” Violet looked down as she spoke. “Well, I guess I’m your cheap date tonight. You will get me for 5 dollars.” She sounded so sad when she spoke. It was a complete contrast to how she spoke in front of her larger audience. This is how I will get to her – Matt thought. But do I want to ‘get her’? Matt felt an internal struggle in his heart and brain. He stared at her features and noticed how broken and tired she appeared. He knew he had a duty, but he really didn’t want her to do anything she didn’t want too. “Okay – Let’s start the bid then.” Violet’s website transformed into its bidding interface and Matt nervously punched the amount in. Pearl: $5 The screen didn’t wait for the normal 30 seconds; instead, Matt was taken straight into the private screening session. It looked the same as the open one, except you couldn’t see any other users. The background on the webpage also changed to a deep red. Matt attempted to take a screen capture, but he didn’t have the heart to do it. Instead. He just sat and watched Violet. “So, what do you want me to do? We haven’t worked together before, so I’m not sure what you would like to see. Most guys want me to touch myself? Is that what you want Pearly?” Violet spoke seductively into the microphone. All Matt wanted to do was to tell her to stop. Pearl: No, I just… I dunno… “You paid your money. You are entitled to whatever you want.” Violet spoke carefully. Pearl: Honestly, you are so beautiful… all I want to do is look at you.

That was when Matt noticed the change to Violet’s page. Suddenly, he could see that his own camera had gone live. Luckily for Matt, he had previously put tape over the camera out of fear that someone might ever want to spy on him. Matt let go of his dick and stared at the screen in confusion. He reached for the keyboard to type when he heard Violet speak. “C’mon Pearly. I will give you a better time if I get to see you.” Violet was still fingering her hole. Only now, he noticed that her dick was starting to become harder. Fuck protocol. Matt angled his laptop screen down so that she wouldn’t be able to see his face. He then ripped off the tape from his camera and took a hold of his dick once more. “Yes!” Violet moaned. Her moaning only spurred Matt on more, and he continued to pump his dick. Up and down. Matt’s pumps soon gained a rhythm that matched Violet as she moved her fingers in and out of herself. He also discovered that she was now fully erect also. He could feel his balls starting to tighten, so he slowed down a little to admire Violet in her most vulnerable state. She looked beautiful. He noticed that her lips were parted slightly with the nape of her neck on show. Matt wanted nothing more than to kiss her neck right now. His eyes moved down her stunning body and stopped on her dick and ass. She looked painfully hard and it only stirred him on more. “Come for me Pearly.” Violet whispered seductively, and that was the final straw for Matt as he blew his load all over himself. He noticed that soon after, Violet came apart. Writhing on the bed as her cum dribbled down her length and onto her hand. Fuck. What did I do? Matt got up and stumbled away from his laptop. He suddenly felt much more sober. He cleaned himself up and put a new piece of tape over his camera. As he sat down in front of his laptop, Matt noticed that the private session had ended, and his camera screen had now disappeared. Violet Chachki has 1 viewer. Matt stared at the viewer icon while he waited for Violet to re-appear. He noted mentally that she was taking far longer than she had before when she has exited privates. Soon, she re-appeared, with just a loose kimono style nightgown wrapped around her petite body. “Hey, sorry. That doesn’t usually happen.” Violet spoke very daintily and carefully. Matt was certain she looked unsure of herself. Pearl: What do u mean? Matt felt his heart speed up as he awaited a response. “I don’t usually come when I’m on camera. I just show what people want to see. I never get off.” Matt just stared at her on the screen. He didn’t know what to say. “Fuck! No! I didn’t mean that I just… I have to go.” Suddenly, her screen was blank and Matt had never felt more confused. Who are you Violet? _________________________________________________________ Violet, trying to start your riot Time to get on with it and go So the world will always know Last night was blurry. Matt remembered going out. He remembered drinking. But after that… He could only put bits and pieces together of what happened. He remembered going on camera to Violet. She had officially seen his cock. Strangely, that didn’t bother him. Violet seemed to cause Matt to feel things that he didn’t even know he could feel. The only thing that bothered him was that he was stupid enough to have done it on his company laptop. God I’m an idiot. It was now 10am. Matt was standing in the computer shop, staring at laptops. This was the last place he wanted to be on a Sunday. However, if he wanted to talk to Violet the way he wanted too, he couldn’t do it on his work issued computer. He could feel beads of sweat starting to build on the back of his neck. He hadn’t owned his own computer in years. He has always managed to sponge one from work.

I’m so stupid – He thought. Of all of the scenario’s he imagined buying his own laptop, he didn’t think it would be this one. Even though he had taken the plunge and bought the laptop. He hadn’t had the courage to set it up. In fact, he hadn’t done much of anything for the remainder for his Sunday. He was afraid to log into his work laptop, out of fear that they would find out what he had done. Additionally, he didn’t want to set up his new laptop because then he would want to log into Violet’s site. He wouldn’t be able to use his police alias, in case it ever got back to him, and then he would get into even more trouble. The entire situation was a mess, and Matt hated it. Monday morning rolled around much quicker than he would have liked, and once again, he was sitting in front of Santino, giving him an update. Only this time, he had barely anything new to report. “Matthew, I gave you this case because I thought you would be the man to crack it. Perhaps I should give it to someone else.” Matt felt his heart speed up. No – if Santino gives the case to someone else, they might find her and arrest her. “No, I’m sorry. This has just been an off week. I will 100% catch Violet.” Matt looked Santino dead in the eye. He felt sick as he spoke. “Fantastic, then you are dismissed. And remember…” “Always follow protocol – Yes Sir.” Matt nodded his head at Santino and left the office. _________________________________________________________ Violet, you and your fucked up riot It’s time to get on with it and go So the world will always know Wednesday rolled round fairly quick. Matt had been grabbing screen-captures of Violet whenever he could. Monday and Tuesday’s were always so busy though. He never won a bid. He wasn’t exactly trying to win at the same time, he knew as soon as he won, he would have to get the money shot, and god did he not want to do that. Everything is so fucked up. Tonight however, his friends were dragging him out to get drunk, and hopefully - laid. Matt was so focused on Violet that he hadn’t realised that it had been a really long time since he had been intimate with anybody. Matt was hoping that being able to blow off some steam, literally, would help him get back to being focused on the case. Matt poured himself a glass of wine as he logged into Violets site. After last time, he knew he shouldn’t drink on the job, but fuck it. He was going out in an hour, and if he didn’t already have one drink down him, he would never hear the end of it from Jake. Matt glanced at the familiar computer screen again.

Matt just sat back and waited for Violet to appear. The chat went fairly quiet and nobody was really saying anything of interest. Matt’s police instinct took over slightly, so he grabbed a screenshot of the chat and printed it, just in case his intuition turned out to be correct. Minutes later, Violet appeared. Matt felt his features soften at seeing her. She didn’t look much different. He noticed that her make-up didn’t seem as tidy, but apart from that, she still looked perfect to him. Violet placed her headset on her head and tucked her legs under herself. “Morning bitches.” She then seemed to stop and stare at the computer screen, a frown gracing her features. Matt bit his lip, frozen. “Pearl, why are you here?” Violet asked, very directly. She sounded angry which startled him. Pearl: Because I pay subscription? Matt wasn’t sure what else he was supposed to say. He sat back and waited, tapping his foot. “Pearl is a first time customer for morning sessions so he get’s this private. Sorry ‘bout it.” Violet spoke so direct and robotically, much like how she did when he first encountered her. Matt found it extremely odd. Suddenly, he was pulled into the private screen without entering any kind of bid. What is going on? “You idiot, why are you here in the morning? What the fuck are you doing?” Violet’s nostril’s flared as she spoke. Matt had never seen her so pissed off. Matt ensured that the tape was over his camera before he started to type. Pearl: I wasn’t aware that I couldn’t log on during the day? What is your deal? Matt breathed heavily while he watched her reading his response. “You can’t be here during the day. These guys, they are a different crowd to the night bunch. They want…” Violet looked down as she spoke. Matt noticed how broken she looked. He was confused. Pearl: Talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong? Matt felt his heart break as he watched a tear slip down her face. “These guys… they just want different things than the night crowd. I do different things… I provide different services. I wish I could explain but I really shouldn’t. I know the cops are after me. I bring in a lot of money for doing stuff that I shouldn’t. Someone in New York is after me because my security systems have alerted me to it.” Violet was picking at her nails as she spoke. At the mention of the police, Matt felt his heart stop. “Just, don’t log on during the morning okay? I don’t want you to think of me as the bad guy.” Violet looked up, staring directly into the camera. Matt felt tear’s pricking at his eyes at the sight of her so sad. Pearl: I could never think you are a bad person Violet. Just lost, or maybe desperate. We all do questionable stuff when we are desperate. Just, be careful. Okay? Matt could see his hands visibly shaking as he typed. “I always am. Do you mind logging off as soon as you leave this session?” Pearl: Of course. See you later. “Bye Pearl.” Pearl: Bye Beautiful x Matt logged off and sat back, running his hand over his face in exasperation. Fuck, what else is she doing online? _________________________________________________________ Clean the sea you’ll see The sky is lost in the company Matt knew he was in trouble. As soon as he arrived at work, there was a note on his desk, asking him to see Santino. IMMEDIATLY. Matt gulped as he sat in front of Santino. He nervously tapped his foot in anticipation.

“Matthew, I gave you the Violet case because I thought you would be the one to crack it. Now however, I am not so sure.” Santino rose and moved over to sit on the desk, next to Matt. “I swear Santino – I really am trying. I am so close to cracking it.” Matt could feel the sweat building on his brow as he spoke. He knew, that as soon as the case was handed to someone else, that they would be able to figure out that Violet wasn’t a women, and that he had been keeping that from them. “It’s not good enough Matthew.” Santino spoke sternly, narrowing his eyes at him. Matt gulped. Fuck, just give him a crumb. “Santino – Just let me have longer. Look, here is some information I have gathered just over the past few days! I swear, I think I’m close!” Matt shakily handed over the case file of what he had on Violet so far. Or, at least what Santino thought Matt had on her so far. Fuck. Matt began to nervously bounce his leg up and down again while Santino flicked through the case file. “Interesting.” Santino stated. “But still, not enough. I’m going to bring Detective Donigan on the case to work with you. That way, we should have enough evidence by the weeks end.” Santino sounded cold as he spoke. The weeks end! “What? no! We will need more time! Trust me, she isn’t an easy one to crack.” Matt felt like he was fighting a losing battle. The only thing he could think about now was running home as fast as he could to tell Violet to get away from her website and never look back. “I know this, which is why I thought I’d put my best men on it. Now, take this case file to Detective Donigan and please brief him on everything you have gathered thus far. You will both operate at separate times, this way, we can watch her almost all of the time. Goodbye Matthew.” Santino got up and held his office door open to Matt. He quickly snatched the case file off the table and marched out of Santino’s office. Fuck Donigan. I need to get home. Matt put the case file through the shedder, grabbed his jacket, and ran home as fast as his legs could carry him. _________________________________________________________ American eyes See good on earth and truth in lies As quickly as Matt could, he made his way home to his apartment. When he got home however, he realised it was only 3pm, hours before Violet was due to log in. For the next few hours, Matt busied himself destroying all of the evidence that he had gathered on Violet. The only thing left was his laptop, which was going to be the most challenging to wipe. Matt did some research on his own laptop, trying to find places that would be able to take care of it for him. But, he was failing with no such luck.

Matt’s heart was racing, he could feel sweat building up on his brow in anticipation. The possibility of losing the bid was killing him. He waited until the final possible second before submitting is final bid. Pearl: $75 He then sat back and glared at the screen. Praying that he would be the final bid. He glanced at the countdown and noticed that it had 1 second left till it would be over. Oh no. Milk: $80 Milk has entered a private session with Violet Chachki. “NO!” Matt yelled, grabbing the laptop and throwing it at the wall opposite. Everything is over. All of the possible scenarios were running through his head at Olympic speed. What if Milk caught her straight away? What if she was convicted and put in prison? What if he was called to testify? What if he ended up in prison too? Matt couldn’t take it and he broke down. Tears were flowing like waterfalls and he didn’t know what to do. In times of crisis, he often went to his friends. But how could he possibly explain any of this to his friends? Matt was lost. Once his breathing returned to normal. He stomped back over to where his laptop had fallen and opened it up. He was at least going to try and warn Violet. He knew that as soon as Donigan had the evidence, he would track her location and she would be put under arrest. He would need to warn her straight away. Matt was shaking while he waited for her to be done with her private. Strangely, as soon as he logged back in, he noticed he was the only person online, and the session was already over? Pearl: Hey, I need to talk to you. Can you put us into a private? Matt knew he sounded desperate. But he has asked to talk to her privately twice now, surely she would realise that what he needed to say was important? Violet looked like she has been crying when she finally made eye contact. Her make-up was running slightly and her nose was red. Pearl: Hey, are you okay? The seconds Matt waited felt like minutes of silence. Pearl: Vi? Answer me. Go into a private now. She still didn’t respond. She looked so broken. Fuck, did she know? Matt then noticed the bid screen go live, only this time, he didn’t even have to submit a bid before he was taken to the private screen. Pearl: Violet, I have to ask you, did you take your clothes off, and show your body to that Milk person? Matt sat back and awaited a response. Violet still wasn’t moving. “I’m such an idiot. Detective Matthew James Lent.” Violet’s voice broke as she spoke the last part, and Matt’s brain froze. He didn’t know what to do or what to say. He just kept staring at her, speechless. Knowing that she knew who he was, he ripped the tape off of his camera and showed his face for the first time. Violet’s brow crossed and he swore she looked even sadder than before. Matt then turned his microphone on and asked: “Can you hear me?” Matt’s voice was shaky. He was so afraid. “Yes.” She whispered. “Violet, I am so sorry. And I would love to explain to you who I am and why this is so messed up. And I would love to know how you figured me out. But, I cant right now because I fear that you are not safe.” Matt explained. Choosing his words very carefully. He didn’t want to upset her any further. “What do you mean?” Violet queried. “Your last private? I have suspicion that Milk was a detective. Meaning, if you exposed yourself on camera, that he may have taken evidence, and it could be enough to arrest you.” “Oh.” She didn’t even seem phased. Matt’s brow knit in confusion. “No, I didn’t, he was just asking about any new customers whom I have been getting close to. That’s when it all kind of clicked that you were the original officer sent to arrest me. His time ran out – obviously, he didn’t do his research and didn’t realise that he only had 10 minutes. As soon as he logged off I banned his username, like I always do, when anyone is suspicious.” Violet explained. “Thank god. You are safe. For now, but you must stop Violet. I have destroyed all evidence on you, so they will have to start from scratch. But, they will send in as many officers as they need to catch you.” Matt felt his heart breaking for her. “I cant though, I need the money and I don’t know what else to do with myself.” Violet hugged her knees to her chest, as tears started to fall. “God I wish I could comfort you.” Matt breathed, not realising what he said. “I wish you could too.” She replied. “You know I can’t log into the website anymore right?” He stated. “I know.” Her voice sounded so small and tiny. He had never seen her look so vulnerable. “Violet, be safe okay. You are clearly intelligent if you found out who I was before I found out your real name. Please, use that intelligence. God, you would make a fantastic cop.” Matt laughed to himself at the irony. He noticed that she cracked a small smile. “Are you on your work computer?” She asked. “Yeah, why?” He responded. “God, you are so dumb. They could be recording this entire conversation. I was going to tell you my real name, but I can’t. I need to keep myself safe Matt.” Her lip quivered. “So, this is goodbye?” He asked. He hadn’t even thought that they could be recording all of his interactions with her remotely

Fuck, I’m doomed. “I guess. Goodbye Pearl.” Violet’s eyes were watery again. “Goodbye Violet, you are the most beautiful person I have ever had the pleasure of getting to know.” Matt could feel his own eyes starting to water. Not wanting to end on a sad note. He winked at the camera and she giggled. He then pressed and held the power button before the computer turned off. As soon as that was done, he walked into the kitchen and placed the computer on the floor, before grabbing a hammer from under the sink and smashing it into pieces. Matt laid back on the tiles and cried for what felt like days. _________________________________________________________ Violet, time to start your riot Time to get on with it and go So the world will always know Matt could hear the sirens as he laid on the kitchen floor. The past few hours were a blur. After Matt composed himself, he bounced straight into action. He then ran from his apartment as quickly as he could, dumping his laptop into the river on his way to the bar. He picked a fight with a butch looking bear-type and proceeded to get punched in the face numerous times. Then hurried back to his apartment and trashed it. Making it look like a burglary. He then laid on the floor, and phoned the police. Weeping into his phone. “This is detective Lent. I have been robbed, please send someone.” This is the biggest lie that Matt has ever told. But, what calmed him was that at least it would be his last. Matt was then escorted into an interview room. Santino stood over him with a frown on his face. “They only took your work laptop? And some jewellery that was on you? Isn’t it weird that they didn’t take your other computer?” Santino questioned. Matt’s heart sank at this realisation. “My other laptop wasn’t in view. I think they just didn’t see it. “Do you think it has something to do with the case?” Detective Donigan asked. Matt frowned at Donigan. “No, it wasn’t Violet. She has slim build. This man was big and bulky.” Matt hoped that they believed him. Of course, they would never find the culprit. “We can check the buildings security cameras. But you said they came through the window?” Santino questioned. “Yeah, they did, and they left through the window too.” Matt lied. “Or, at least I think they did, I was fairly zoned out by that point.” Matt explained, as he removed the ice pack from his face, which was starting to turn 10 shades of purple with the bruises that were forming. “Okay, well, I think it goes without saying that you are off the Violet case Matthew.” Santino crossed his arms as he spoke. “I figured.” Matt sighed. “You don’t seem too fussed, before, you seemed so desperate to stay on it.” Santino stated. “I’ll be honest Santino. This case has made me realise that perhaps, the police, or being a detective, isn’t my calling. Perhaps I was meant for something different.” Matt glanced at Santino, who just looked confused. “So, I am handing in my resignation as of today.” Matt handed the envelope to Santino, and he snatched it from Matt’s hand. “Fine, you can leave. Best of luck. And we will keep you updated on the robbery.” Santino left the room leaving Matt alone with Donigan. “You found out everything about her. Right Matt? That’s why you are giving up the case so easily?” Donigan questioned. “Not everything, but enough to not want to catch her.” Matt explained, with tears in his eyes. He then stood, and left the room. “Donigan, be kind if you do find her. She’s just trying to make ends meet. Like we all are.” Matt said, before turning quickly on his heels and leaving. Matt wondered who Violet was every single day. He even searched for her website, to find it no longer existed. This made Matt extremely happy, but sad at the same time. He then wondered, where was she? What was she doing if it wasn’t working online? He tried looking for the golden chocolate eyed beauty everywhere he went. Every time he went to get his computer fixed, he hoped he would bump into her. Every time we went out to find a hook-up, he hoped it would be her. Every time he scrolled through Grindr, he hoped he would match with her. He never found her though. Over the next year, he set about re-constructing his own life. He now worked in a youth hostel. Helping young kids find their own way. He loved it. He always told each of the kids that he got to work with, that he started working in the hostel because of “one kid that got away that he couldn’t help”. Every day, his boss would tell him. “You can’t save them all Matthew, you need to let go.” He couldn’t though. He didn’t know if he would ever let go of not thinking about Violet. He loved working with young people though. It wasn’t nearly as demanding as being a cop, and on weekends, he even had the chance to get back into art. He was now selling portraits online and he was happy. The only thing that still haunted him was not knowing what happened to Violet. _________________________________________________________ Violet, you and your fucked up riot It’s time to get on with it and go So the world will always know A year and a half had passed, and Matt was finally starting to get over Violet. He still thought about her, always keeping an eye out for her beauty. But, she didn’t consume him anymore. He had started to hook up with random guys again, and this made his friends happy. Jake stood next to him in the club, with one arm slung around him. It was Jake’s birthday, and he was fairly wasted. Matt however, was only 2 drinks in and still felt fairly sober. “It’s my birthday Matty… We have to get you to go home with someoneeee.” Jake whined, handing Matt a shot as he did so. “No, we have to get YOU to go home with someone. C’mon.” Matt grabbed Jake’s hand and dragged him over to the bar. “I’ll be your wingman – anyone tickle your fancy.” He asked, scanning the club. Jake’s eyes were glazed over slightly. “I dunno, what about him?” Jake stated, pointing to a slim guy with dark hair. He was slightly tanned and dressed with heavy influence of 90s grunge. “He is cute, go talk to him.” Matt nudged. “I dunno, I think he may be option B because that cutie over there has totally got my attention.” Jake stated, nudging Matt in the shoulder and pointing over to a different guy. Matt froze. He felt the hairs stand up on the back of his head, as he stared at the guy from across the club. He wore his hair up in a bun, with a cute white t-shirt and floral printed shorts. He finished his outfit with a pair of adorable pink glasses. Matt’s mouth went dry as he stared. It was the man’s features however, that had him captivated. He had a long pointed nose that lead down to the most delicious looking lips. Matt couldn’t see the man’s eyes under his glasses, but he would bet they were golden brown. Jake nudged him out of his daydream and the words that left his mouth were sobering. “I think I’m going to go and buy him a drink.” Jake stated, as soon as he went to walk away, Matt grabbed his arm and pleaded Jake with his eyes. “Please don’t.” Matt begged, Jake’s brow creased in confusion. “Why not? He’s a cutie!” Jake pouted in protest. Matt had told Jake about Violet once, it was just after he had quit his job and he felt vulnerable after a night of shots. Jake had never brought it up since. “Because, he isn’t cute. He is beautiful, and I need to go and tell him.” Matt stated, before he moved over to the bar. He could hear Jake yelling his name behind him but he didn’t care. He needed to know if the man standing across the bar, whom he had not stopped thinking about for the past year and a half, was in fact Violet Chachki. “Umm I hate to be so forward, but, you are gorgeous and I wanted to ask if you would like a drink.” Matt was staring at his feet as he spoke, he was afraid to look up. “Sure, can I have a vodka and diet coke?” he replied, Matt knew that voice. He would recognise it from anywhere. He finally glanced up just as he was removing his glasses from his face. He tucked them into the collar of his shirt and Matt felt a heat burn in his pants. “Thank you. Matt.” He smiled, and Matt could have sworn his heart exploded with happiness. As quickly as he could, he grabbed the man’s face and kissed him with more passion than he had ever kissed anyone before. They kissed for what felt like a lifetime, before Matt broke away and whispered; “I finally found you.” He kissed the man again, only this time, much more tenderly. “What on earth is your name?” Matt begged. “Jason. Jason Dardo.” The man replied, holding his hand out for Matt to shake. Matt took it and shook it carefully. He then brought Jason’s hand to his mouth, and kissed it tenderly. “Beautiful.” He said again. “Wanna’ get out of here?” He asked. “Fuck yes.” Jason replied. _________________________________________________________ You go go go You go go go Matt kicked the door closed to his apartment as he pushed Jason up against the wall. Jason was moaning into Matt’s mouth and it was driving him insane. Matt could feel Jason’s erection against his own crotch and it only spurred him on more. “Wait a sec, I wanna play you something.” Matt said, kissing down Jason’s neck. “What is it?” Jason asked, holding Matt’s hand as he dragged him over to his stereo. Jason laughed at Matt slightly and Matt frowned. “Why are you laughing?” Matt said, while he placed a CD into the stereo. “You still have CD’s. Fuck, you are old.” Jason laughed as he spoke and Matt found it adorable. “Don’t act like you aren’t digging it.” He stated, winking at Jason as he said it. He then stepped towards Jason as he started to kiss him again. “For the past year and a half, I would listen to this song. I feel like it summed you up so perfectly. And, whenever I would listen to this song, I would think about how good you would feel around me. Are you ready?” Matt whispered seductively into Jason’s ear as he spoke to him. Jason could feel his whole body starting to tingle. “Fuck yes I’m ready.” Jason stated, just as the opening guitar riff started to play in the song. Jason then pulled back and looked at Matt, smiling. “No fucking way!” “What?” Matt asked, still kissing Jason’s neck. He was now pulling Jason’s top over his head. “I called myself Violet because of this song.” Jason stated, looking down. Matt then took Jason’s chin in his hand and forced him to look at him. “Then that explains why you are so perfect Pumpkin.” “Jason just stared, while Matt continued to trail kisses down his torso. He was gentle until Jason was begging for more. It was only then that Matt let him truly have it. He was putty in Matt’s hands and he loved it. Jason stripped the rest of his clothes off so that he was completely nude. He noticed Matt’s dick at this point, making a tent in his pants and wanted nothing more than to make him feel good. He pushed Matt over to the bed and climbed on top of him. His kisses were still slightly nervous as he was still learning how Matt liked to be kissed. Jason turned around so that his asshole was right near Matt’s face. Matt smirked as Jason took all of Matt’s length into his own hot mouth. Matt moaned at the contact, hissing as Jason moved his mouth up and down his shaft. Matt hadn’t been blown in a really long time, and he was afraid that he might blow his load too early. Jason didn’t care though, and he pumped Matt’s dick with his mouth, moving up and down, over and over. “Fuck.” He moaned, before he shot his load inside Jason’s mouth. Jason swallowed every gulp, before pushing himself up slightly so that Matt could start to open him up. “I’m assume you are the bottom in this situation?” Matt asked. Jason laughed slightly before replying. “Do I look like I have ever topped anything in my life?” He laughed at Jason’s honesty in such a vulnerable moment. Matt couldn’t help but feel like they had done this before. Maybe, he had dreamt about this so much it was although they had made love a million times. Matt continued to open Jason up, inserting one finger to begin with, and then more. Jason moaned in pleasure at the feeling. He could feel his dick hardening as Matt continued to fuck him with his fingers, so he just moaned in pleasure as a response. He felt Matt move behind him on the bed, and could feel the familiar feeling of cold lube around his asshole. He turned to look at Matt as he placed a rubber over his length. Jason thought Matt looked perfect. His eyes were mesmerising and he was definitely the most handsome man he had ever seen. Jason felt like he had hit the jackpot. Soon, Matt was pressing his dick into Jason’s asshole and he swore he saw stars. Matt started to pound into him. Hard and fast, just the way he liked it. Matt rammed into Jason as hard as he could. He soon found his prostate, and kept tapping at it over and over, which was making Jason make the most animalistic noises. Jason came fairly quickly, shooting his load all over the bed sheet below. Matt took a little longer, and he flipped Jason around so that he was facing him. He kissed Jason tenderly as he entered Jason over and over. Jason reached underneath Matt and inserted a finger into Matt’s hole. This was what Matt needed and he soon reached his own orgasm. Moaning Jason’s name over and over again. “I am so glad we found each other.” Matt whispered, while he trailed circles around Jason’s nipple ring. “Same.” Jason agreed, kissing Matt tenderly. “I don’t feel like a fucked up riot, now that I have found you.” He whispered, taking Matt’s hand in his own. “We can be fucked up together? We have so much to talk about. But, we have the rest of our lives to figure all that shit out.” Matt said, stroking Jason’s cheek as he looked into his eyes. They kissed, and made love for the second time that night. And they were both right. They had from now until forever to figure it out. You go go go You go go go Song: Hippo Campus – Violet.

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For Inexperienced Smut Prompts

“I can’t believe you’re this innocent…”

With Andrew! Peter Parker x reader ❤️❤️❤️ !!!!!!

Not So Innocent || Inexperienced Smut Prompts

[tasm!Peter Parker x fem!virgin!reader]

Warnings: Alcohol use and depictions of being intoxicated, a lot of dry humping and fingering

A/N: I changed the quote just a tiny bit to “I didn’t know you were so innocent" because it fit better. Same vibes though.

You weren’t used to being dragged along to parties, especially one’s held in a large penthouse overlooking the city. The host of the party was a friend of a friend of a friend. At least, that’s what your roommate said. She desperately wanted to attend with her boyfriend but was too nervous to go without you. She promised to find you a date so you wouldn’t be third wheeling despite your claims that you’d rather not attend at all. Somehow she had managed to convince you to get dolled up in clothes that weren’t your own and make an appearance. You trailed behind her and her boyfriend as the three of you walked out onto the wrap around terrace.

The night air was warm and the sounds of the heavy bass booming out of the speakers reverberated inside your heart. You couldn’t even make out what music was playing; it was too loud. You scrunched up your face in distaste, fidgeting with the bottom of the short skirt of your dress, and pushing your way next to your friend.

“Is this really worth it?” You shouted over to her.

She either couldn’t hear you over the noise or was choosing to ignore you, “Look! Over there!”

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“You’re doing so well.”

"You're doing so well." || Inexperienced Smut Prompts

[tasm!Peter Parker x fem!reader]

Warnings: It's a smut prompt so you will be reading about two people fucking. Obviously.

“I can’t study Physics like this,” you whined. “We can’t do this here.”

Peter had taken it upon himself this semester to personally tutor you for your finals. He had developed an interest in you when you quietly shuffled into the seat beside him on your first day. He knew Physics was your least favorite subject and, if you failed, you’d have to retake the class again next year without him. Every week he would inch himself closer and closer to you during your sessions until, late one night, tucked away in his dorm room, you experienced both your first kiss and lost your virginity within the span of an hour. Peter knew how to manipulate your body in ways that made it impossible to ever want to stop. He could turn you from a studious, quietly reserved woman to a moaning, desperate whore in a matter of seconds.

Tonight, he had you sat on his lap. Literally. He picked you up and placed you down wherever he saw fit. Your underwear had been torn down your legs and stuffed into his pocket the second you met him in the student lounge. There were no “hellos” or friendly greetings. You hadn’t even had time to remove your bag from your shoulder before you were being exposed to him. He knew what he wanted, when he wanted, and he didn’t care where it was. The student lounge was empty this Sunday evening, thankfully, but it still terrified you to be doing this in such a public area. You tried to encourage him to take you back to his dorm room but that was when he had pulled you onto his lap, ending the debate before it even started.

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I was looking your post about "Location based smut prompts", I really liked the possibilities of "Nature > 1 - sensual sex in a secluded meadow during a picnic". So I decided to be sassy and ask you to develop it, for our joy 🫦

Stormy Skies || TASM Smut

[tasm!Peter Parker x fem!Reader]

WC: 1k

General Warning: Don't have sex in a meadow during a storm. You will get struck by lightning and die.

The distant rolling of thunder rumbled through her chest and reverberated around her bones.

There was a warm, summer breeze in the air that carried on its back the earthy smell of rain.

Peter insisted that the skies wouldn’t open up but she was beginning to doubt his confident claims.

Long, green grass swayed and danced around the oasis of their blanket raft like tumbling ocean waves.

Lucky number 13 for Nature please :)

Apple Of My Eye || TASM Smut

Nature - 13: beneath the shade of trees in the middle of an orchard

[TASM Peter Parker x Fem!Reader]

WC: 1k (look at me being short and sweet for once in my damn life)

A/N: Two weeks later and I'm finally start to write for these prompts! I'm a slow bitch, I can not help it.

“It’s colder than I thought it would be out here.” She wrapped her arms around her sweater to try and hug out the chill in her bones. “I don’t think a skirt and tights was the right choice.”

Peter’s eyes roved over her body, taking in her legs in the sheer tights, “I think they were the perfect choice.”

That was easy for him to say. He had pants on.

She rolled her eyes and dropped the wooden basket full of apples she was carrying at the base of the closest tree trunk.

“Your opinions don’t count when you just like how my legs look in tights.”

They had been wandering through this apple orchard for almost two hours. At this point in their trek, they had yet to come across any other pickers for over forty minutes. They were deep into the orchard.

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Saints and Sinners || Under the Banner of Heaven

[Jeb Pyre x fem!Reader]

Summary: Jeb falls prey to his darkest temptations while working a case.

Warnings: adult graphic smut, a cheating fic, heavy LDS religious themes and traumas, brief mentions of the murder of sex workers, light fem!dom/male!sub roles but nothing too crazy, brining it back to the religious trauma stuff - a lot of strong feelings of being trapped in a family/religion you don't feel like you belong in, if you are someone who feels offended with merging religion and sexual themes then this is not the fic for you

Note: "Reader" is nicknamed Daisy as her stage name as a stripper/sex worker. She has no physical descriptions apart from having female anatomy/a human body and wearing a sun dress. She can look however you'd want her to which is what makes her a reader character. Apart from that, she is her own character.

Jeb Pyre considered himself to be a decently good man.

He was well groomed. He was respectful. He loved his family. He gave his job 100% and loved his neighbors.

He was a devout son of the Heavenly Father.

Or, at least, he used to be.

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The Exhibit

[tasm!Peter Parker x fem!Reader]

Warnings: use of pet names such as Daddy/Princess/Babygirl, BDSM in the form of dom/sub, bondage/spanking/blindfolds/nipple clamps/a bit of masochism, anal play, exhibitionism/voyeurism

WC: 8K

A/N: This was an anon request for window smut off of this prompt list but tumblr said a big no no to (what I'm assuming) was one of the gifs I used for the graphic and hid the post so I had to delete it. I'm reposting it again minus the very bad so naughty terrible gif I used. Porn bots can run free and terrorize the tags with their tits and wide open pussy on display but how dare a smut writer use a tastefully erotic, black and white, gif of a blurry couple making sweet, sweet love against a far away window. So naughty. Such a bad girl.

The elevator chimed with a pleasant musical melody as the doors slid open to their floor. There were only four rooms in this hallway. Behind each door held a luxury suit overlooking the busy streets of Florence.

Peter had gone all out for their honeymoon.

They’d spent the last week in Sardinia, making love on the beaches, drinking wine, making love on sailboats, drinking more wine, making love in their hotel room in the early morning with the windows open to enjoy the breeze…more wine…more sex…

They were struggling to keep their hands off of each other. Even now, as Peter guided her towards their room, his hand was slipped under her vibrantly red sundress and fingering the elastic waist of her cotton underwear.

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The Exhibit

[tasm!Peter Parker x fem!Reader]

Warnings: use of pet names such as Daddy/Princess/Babygirl, BDSM in the form of dom/sub, bondage/spanking/blindfolds/nipple clamps/a bit of masochism, anal play, exhibitionism/voyeurism

WC: 8K

Peter had gone all out for their honeymoon.

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