Staring - Peter Parker X Reader
Rating - 18+ (Porn / HJ / Cum Tasting / Sub & Dom ish)
Reading Time - 13 min 27 sec (1748)
Y/n smirked, pulling Peter’s jeans down and kissing him through his boxers.
Peter let out a small whimper and grabbed at the bed sheets, his fingers fisting the fabric tightly. He could feel his blood thrumming in his veins, the desire pooling in his gut. "Y/n, please. Please don't tease me…" He pleaded shamelessly, "you're gonna make me… you're gonna make me…"
"Ohh, I know, I can feel you throbbing against my mouth, Peter." She growled pulling his boxers down to his ankles. "Ummm there you are… Hi Peter." She cooed, kissing his cocks head with purposeful long kisses,
He let out a strangled gasp, his head falling back. His hands clenched and unclenched, wanting to reach out and touch her, but not daring to.
"Such a needy boy, how long has it been since you came, Peter?" She smirked starting slow kissing around his base and slowly up his shaft.
"Too long," he whimpered out, hips bucking slightly before he caught himself, "I- I don’t know… I swear I'm not always this pathetic."
"And that was always… Your own hand, never someone else?" Y/n asked licking circles around his swollen head.
"Y-Yes," he choked out, voice wrecked, "I mean- I never… nobody ever touched me like this before."
She growled and met his eyes. "Perfect, means your a sweet little virgin ready for your succubus." She growled before she mercilessly took every inch of him in her mouth, sucking hard and licking at the same time all while keeping eye contact,
His entire body seized up, a choked cry tearing from his throat. His vision whited out for a second; he was so overwhelmed by sensation that he couldn’t even breathe. "F-Fuck! Y/n—I-I'm gonna c-cum!" he babbled mindlessly, "P-Please don't stop- oh god, I'm not lying, I swear you're gonna make me c-cum right now!" His hands pulled the pencils from her hair and yanked at her, helplessly, as his hips jerked upward on instinct.
She kept going sucking harder and faster, moving her head to let his hips jerk like he was fucking her mouth, all without every breaking that eye contact.
He'd seen girls getting facefucked in videos before, but it had never been something he had ever thought he'd he'd never even really wanted. That seemed something for people with a real appetite for it, for men with a real appetite for control, not for Peter, who'd never even really been in a relationship, for a man who'd never even so much as asked for a date, who'd never even made it to the starting line of a real relationship. But here he was, letting her take control of him, letting her do whatever she wanted, letting her make him feel more than he'd ever felt before with the way she sucked at him, the way she looked up at him like he was something special, the way her hands were braced against his hips and he had the absurd thought that maybe she'd leave bruises on him, and he knew how he'd feel looking at them later, as a reminder of this night, and he was already imagining how he'd find an excuse so he could look at his hip and remember her. His entire body convulsed, a strangled cry ripping from his throat as he came hard into her mouth.
Y/n didn’t stop. Not when he was shuddering, not when his hands fisted in her hair like an anchor, not even as she swallowed around him with obscene noises that sent aftershocks rippling through him. By the time she finally pulled off with a wet pop and smirked up at him, seeing he was already half-hard again. She licked him clean, she wiped her mouth and fixed her hair a little. "Humm…. Did that feel good Peter?"
Peter could barely even form thoughts, let alone sentences. He was completely boneless, collapsed back on the bed and struggling to catch his breath. "Y-… yes," he croaked out, finally managing to speak again, "God… yes, it felt that good. I never… I didn't know it could feel like that. You really are my little succubus."
"Humm… Maybe I am." She growled giving his half hard cock a kiss. "Now… How about we curl up together, all snug whilst you get your breath back. And then… Maybe you can show me a few videos you like watching and we can find more things you fantasize about."
"Uh, I—I dunno if you'd want to see what I normally… y'know…"
"why not?" She asked as she kicked off her shoes and climbed onto the bed,
He bit his lip, shifting a little to lie beside her and adjusting the blanket so it covered his exposed self, "You're, uh… you're probably not gonna find my usual videos very appealing." He mumbled, "I don't want you to think I'm weird, is all…"
"Try me." She smirked laying against his pillows,
He grabbed his laptop, trying to keep his hands from shaking as he opened it and pulled up his usual browser. His face burned as he navigated to his bookmarks, the titles of the videos seeming extra raunchy now that someone else was seeing them. He didn't dare look at her, focusing on the screen as he clicked on a thumbnail.
Y/n happily curled up with him, laying her head on his shoulder and holding the hand he wasn't using to navigate,
The video started playing, something slow and sensual with plenty of close-ups that had definitely fueled more than a few late-night fantasies for him. "Y-You can… laugh," he muttered, "I know it's kinda lame compared to whatever you're into."
"It's not lame… It's dramatic is all. That shoot probably took them like hours just getting all those close-ups of her pretty holes," she smirked,
"Yeah, but she… she looks really good." He admitted, still feeling a little self-conscious about the things that usually turned him on. "I just like how… slow and, y’know, sensual it is."
"I'm not a nun Peter. We live on a digital age there's porn everywhere on the internet."
The thought of Y/n watching porn, getting off to it, was sending a fresh wave of heat straight to his already half-hard cock. "R-Right… yeah," he stammered, "I just figured you weren't the type who’d, y'know… look at this kinda stuff."
"I like audiobooks… Like most girls."
"O-Oh! You mean… dirty ones?" he blurted out, voice cracking slightly as his imagination ran wild with possibilities.
She nodded nuzzling his neck,
"You ever… listen to anything, y'know… specific?"
She took control of his laptop opening another tap and going to a audiobook she liked. She let him listen, hearing a audio book with sound affects this one has men whimpering and begging their mistress for attention.
"Holy shit," he muttered under his breath, "you really… like this?"
"Sometimes… But sometimes videos and pictures…"
"Pictures of what?"
"desperate men and women, wearing nice clothes and being… Bound by cute rope." Y/n explained, "or is that a little too much for my Peter?"
"N-No, no," he stuttered out, "I—it's not too much. I, uh… I-I think it's…" Peter swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. He could practically hear the blood rushing in his ears. He needed to get a grip.
"Yes Peter?" She smirked,
"It's… it's hot," he admitted, voice quiet, "I just… I never thought I'd be talking about this with you."
"Did you wanna watch one while I touch you?" She whispered,
"… y-yes," he managed to say, "please."
She took the laptop a moment closing the other tabs before she opened one herself. This one was a video of a man, half naked, tied up with rope around his body so he could barely move while a woman tickles him, kissed him and did all manner of pleasurable things to him while he was bound and begging. Y/n let Peter watch a while before her hand moved under the blanket, taking his cock in hand and jerking him off but keeping it in time with the video so he only felt pleasure of the guy in the video did.
Peter couldn't even process the video, not when Y/n's hand was on him, stroking in perfect sync with what was happening on screen. Every whimper from the man, every kiss or tickle that made him squirm. He felt it too. It was overwhelming. His hips jerked up into her grip as a strangled moan escaped his lips. "F-Fuck- Y/n! I can't- I'm not gonna last if you keep this up!" he babbled mindlessly, "It feels too good…"
"You like this? Mhm, maybe you should call me over every time you wanna watch a cute video."
"Yes," he whimpered, "yes, please. I'd love that so much."
"Humm… Beg your succubus." Shs whispered in his ear,
"Please…" he pleaded, "Please, please… I need my succubus. I'll do whatever you want."
She smirked, biting his neck and making her hand faster and faster,
"Y-Y/n! I-I'm gonna c-cum!" he sobbed out, "P-Please don't stop- I can't- I can't hold back anymore!" He soon came with a sharp cry, his back arching off the bed as he spilt over her fingers. His entire body trembled through the aftershocks, breath coming in ragged pants. He barely had time to recover before Y/n was licking her palm clean, her eyes locked on his with an intensity that sent another jolt of arousal straight down his spine. "Fuck," he panted out, "I… I don't know if I can even move right now."
She smiled and snapped the laptop closed, setting it on the table. She cleaned her hand before she tucked the blanket closer and leaned her chest against his, kissing his lips. "hummm… My sweet Peter." She cooed, stroking his cheek
He wrapped an arm around her as they cuddled, holding her close. "Yours…" he mumbled almost shyly, "I'm yours."
"Ummm, prove it." She whispered,
"Y-You can do whatever you want to me," he breathed out, voice shaky, "I-I mean it… I'm yours to use."
She smiled at his enthusiasm and kissed his forehead, curling up in his arms for cuddles. "I want… Three little words…" She whispered, her fingers walking his sternum.,
He looked her straight in the eyes with every bit of vulnerability he had in him, "I love you."
"Good boy." She cooed. "Love you too." She whispered. "Now, curl up with me and watch a non-dirty movie while we have our snacks."
Peter breathed a sigh of relief. He squeezed her before reaching for the remote, smiling the whole time. "Anything you want," he replied softly, pulling up a movie he'd been meaning to watch, "I'll watch anything literally as long as I get to hold you."
can somebody PLEASE give me a irondad fanfiction where peter is not a shy person who nevers jokes around
give me a irondad fic where peter is sassy sarcastic kid, give me the ultimate spiderman peter parker. i love the shy peter kinda stuff but stop with the:
i depend on tony entirely and im shy and never jokes around : kinda peter
i want the 'im lwk sartastic as hell and i make sassy jokes all the time and puns that suck lmaoo and i talk a lot : peter
