little italy
summary: peter was wrapped right around her finger and he knew it
warning: fluff. fluff. fluff.
A/N- hi babies! please go read @petey-verse last chapter of u haven’t already. she is an amazing writer and deserves more compliments than i can ever give. thank u so much for the love!!💓💘
<<chapter 12
‘waking up to you is the greatest thing in the entire world’ peter thinks to himself as he watches his love sleep.
her eyelids are softly closed as she dreams of him and her lips are parted as soft sighs escape from them. peter has never seen anything more angelic or peaceful in his life and all he can do is admire her.
he admires the way the sun hits her tanned skin and the way her bare back softly lifts as she inhales. peter admires how warm he feels as she lays close to him and how perfect her skin was. he loves everything about her, everything.
peter leans in and presses soft pecks to her neck and shoulder. it coaxes her awake and she softly calls out his name. “peter, cosa stai facendo? (what are you doing?)”, she asks sleepily. it’s a bit early in the morning and she is a bit more sleepy than usual, they had quite the night together.
“voglio solo baciarti, amore mio (just want to kiss you, my love)”, peter replies honestly. his lips don’t stop softly pressing into her skin, moving to her cheek and the corner of her lips.
y/n opens her eyes softly and smiles at her boy, the one she loves dearly and whole-heartedly. he looked so beautiful in the morning, especially with the post-sex glow. she tells him this and he blushes. he could say the same thing about her.
peter leans in and kisses her, a passionate and loving kiss. so loving, that it give her goosebumps. peter can feel them as she leans into him, her arms wrapping around his neck. peter lifts the bed sheets to cover her more and she hums in appreciation. he rubs her back and occasionally lets his hand travel down her leg and back up again. y/n wants nothing more than to lay in her bed and kiss peter all morning, but she knows it will lead to something more. she pulls back with a smile, she has to stop herself before they have another early morning round.
“peter”, she groans playfully. her thick italian accent sounds so beautiful and sexy. y/n turns around to face away from him, she finds it embarrassing how eager she is for him. peter hums lowly as he pulls her to him so they can spoon. y/n gasps, she can feel every inch of him against her. he presses light kisses on her skin again. he loved making her feel appreciated.
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a relaxing day was needed, hence why the class was in venice. they planned on taking a nice gondola ride through rialto bridge, to which y/n accompanied them. it was a beautiful place to say the least.
mj, ned, betty, peter and y/n all climbed into the oddly shaped boat. mj, peter and y/n sat at the way back and betty and ned day at the front. betty loved being in the front since she could see everything better from there. y/n made light conversation about how calm the water looked-she had never taken a gondola ride before. it was more of a “tourist” thing- and mj commented how beautiful italy was. there was peace among the four friends when the boat suddenly rocked and in came flash with a smirk plastered on his face. “ciao, bella”, he says. y/n doesn’t hide the disgusted look from her face as he takes a seat in front of them.
the trio awkwardly shift in their seats and peter wraps a protective arm around his girl. he wanted flash to know that she was off limits.
flash didn’t seem to care, though. throughout the trip he constantly turned back to say a smart remark or flirt with the italian girl. y/n rests her hand on peter’s thigh as his breathing quickens it’s pace. she knows that flash is getting to him but she doesn’t want him to cause a scene. y/n was too nice to say anything mean to flash, even though he had been tormenting her, so most of the time his comments went unanswered...until mj chimed in. needless to say, flash didn’t turn around after the intimidating girl whispered threats into his ear. y/n smiled at her and reached to squeeze her hand gratefully.
once peter’s breathing returns to normal, y/n turns his chin so he can look at her. she can tell that he is still upset about the situation, but she doesn’t want it to ruin his day. so she does what she always wants to do, every hour of the day, she kisses him. his lips. his cheeks. his jaw, all over. until there’s a slight pink hue to him. and that’s when she knows she’s gotten her peter back. “sei solo tu, amore (it’s only you, love)”, she whispers to him. peter feels so loved by her. he can’t even put it into words. he smiles sweetly at her and it makes butterflies erupt in her stomach. small kisses are planted on his neck -the spot she found that made peter shiver- and he tilts his head back to hold in a groan.
“traitor”, peter whispers to her. it sends a shiver down her spine.
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their tour ends and the group walks to explore the town further. although they were the first group to get off of the small boat, the love birds were already at the back of the line, hand-in-hand and daydreaming as they appreciated the scenery. while peter was too busy admiring the magnificent town, y/n had other plans. when she was sure no one was looking, y/n pulled him in a lit alleyway and pushed peter against the wall of one of the beautifully built houses. peter’s eyes are wide and he’s about to ask why she’s deviated from the group when she feverishly presses her lips to his. peter hums into her and rests his hands low on her hips. her arms quickly snake around his neck and her hands bury themselves in his chocolate curls. it reminds them of how they were the night before, wrapped up in each other’s warmth and love.
peter is just about to deepen the kiss when she suddenly pulls back. her lips are slightly swollen and her pupils are blown out from lust. there’s a small smirk covering her lips, but she hides it as she bites her lower one.
peter is in too much of a blissful state to register that she was teasing him. and when the gears in his brain started to function again she was slowly starting to walk away, looking back every few moments to smile innocently at him. “tratidore! (traitor!)”, he playfully yells at her as she winks at him. y/n knew the power she had over peter. she knew that he was putty when it came to her and there was nothin he could do about it.
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peter’s lips travel down her neck and between the valley of her breasts. he’s once again snuck into her room to sleep with her. it’s an addiction at this point. she licks her lips as he carries her in his arms. she feels as light as a feather, like nothing could touch either of them. “my angel”, peter says against her skin. y/n is sure that she will explode. her heart is stammering in her chest. her eardrums are pounding so loud in her head. her fingertips are shaking with anticipation. she couldn’t think of anything else but him. “so precious”, he whispers. she wanted him so badly. she wanted him to be hers forever. she lets out a blissful sigh.
“penso che sia abbastanza per ora (i think that’s enough for now)”. peter gives her a wink as he sits up, detaching himself from her completely. she whines at the sudden loss and her cheeks flush red. he smiles innocently at her. he was just giving her a taste of her own medicine.
y/n couldn’t believe he did that. especially because he was so into it. “tratidore”, she pants. peter laughs at her as she catches her breath. he leans his chin on his hand as he looks at her, fingertips dancing along her collarbone. “peter, per favore”, she whines. she takes the hand from her chest and squeezes it. “per favore”, she repeats. she wants him, every inch of his being.
he kisses her again, because of course he would give her what she wants. he’d give her the world if she asked him for it.
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