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[peterpan1234567]

I don’t know what to do

Who should I write for next???

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Voting ended onJun 18, 2023

[boohbear19]

Webbed Up SpidermanxReader

Summary: The daughter of Stark gets pregnant right before a war with Thanos, leaving half the world’s population at stake. How can she protect herself and her unborn child?

Post: A few months before/beginning Infinity War, after Age of Ultron 

Spiderman x Pregnant! Stark! Reader 

Rated: M 

Warnings: Smut, teen pregnancy, language, crude humor, and violence. 

(A few months earlier) 

“Y/N, I don’t think this is a good idea....” Peter says as you practically drag him into your room. 

The Avengers head quarters were empty, the team including your father (Tony Stark) were out on some mission clearing out some vile creatures that were found in a drain pipe by a hospital. 

Your father loved you more than anything, despite that you were a surprise from one of his hookups he’d had years ago before he met Pepper. Your biological mother wanted nothing to do with you, leaving you with your father as soon as you were born.

Pepper adored you and was always so kind and generous to you. She would buy you clothes and things you needed for school and work. Most importantly she would always find time to spend with you. Whether it was watching movies, playing card games, or getting pedicures. Pepper was the closest thing you have to a mother, you always referred to Pepper as your mother. There wasn’t a day that would go by without you asking your father when he’d put a ring on it. 

Recently about a few weeks ago, he did. Peter was over for dinner and out of nowhere Tony just knelt down holding an enormous diamond ring to Pepper. Peter and the other Avengers applaud while you were wheezing from choking on your drink.

Despite your father being an Avenger, he would never want you in danger even though he and you both knew you could handle yourself. Natasha had been training you to fight for years. You were fast, with your mind and your body. Although you weren’t ready to take Natasha or Steve anytime soon.

You and Peter have been dating a little over a year now. The two of you went to the same school, but never officially met until your father discovered Peter was Spiderman. You had crushed on Peter and always admired him from after at school. Peter asked you out after your father had introduced you two. He wasn’t too crazy about that. Peters awkward self was endearing, and he is the sweetest boy you’ve ever met. He treated you like a queen and did everything he could to make you happy, and earn your fathers trust. 

“Trust me, we’re alone. We have the entire headquarters to ourselves.” You say, as you reach up to place your hands on his broad shoulders. His deep brown puppy eyes were on you. 

Oh how you loved his eyes. They were pure and gentle and always made you feel warm just looking into them. Staring into his eyes could change your entire mood in seconds. 

“Your father....h-he’ll kill me if he finds out...” Peter says, his hands rested gently on your hips. 

“Mmm...lets make sure he doesn’t then...” You reply before you capture his lips with yours. 

Peter didn’t hesitate and he didn’t stop you. His hormones were just as wild as yours, if not even more. His lips were soft and tasted like that cheap rootbeer flavored chapstick he always loved.

“See?” You ask between your chaste kisses that quickly became erotic. “We’re fine...” 

You hold his shoulders tightly as you pull him over to your bed. Peter lays you down gently on your bed and hovers over you. Those innocent puppy eyes of his have washed over to a lustful stare. You can hear his breathing increase as you begin to work off the buttons of his polo shirt. 

This of course, hadn’t been the first time the two of you made love. There were days after school you’d tell your dad you’d be at the library studying with your friends. When really, you were in Peters room, riding him like a cowgirl while his Aunt May was out. 

“I respect your dad...” Peter continues as he pulls down your shorts. “I don’t want to to loose his trust and-”

You silenced him with your lips and wrap your legs around his waist. Peter discards his shorts without breaking away from you. You wasted no time running your hands up his soft back. His skin was warm and you could feel his hardened muscles under your palms, you could feel his heart racing as you made your hands up to his chest. 

“Enough talking” You say, pulling him close to you. 

Peter nods and pulls away to discard his jeans and boxers. You look up to see his hardened dick as it was freed from the restrain of his pants. He smirked at you once he noticed you staring at him. 

“Hey beautiful.” 

You could feel your cheeks reddening as he lays down besides you.. His eyes were locked on yours, they shone with lust. 

“H-hi...” 

“Come here, sweet girl...” He trails his fingers up your inner thigh slowly. He sighs from the heat from your entrance as he starts to fondle your clit. Your eyes flutter close as a soft moan draws from your lips. 

“Shit...you’re so wet baby...” Peter groans, as he sinks two of his fingers inside of you. They make wet noises causing the moment to be more erotic. You feel Peters lips at your neck, kissing every square inch of your bare flesh. Just your natural scent itself could turn Peter on in a heartbeat.

His lips were soft and gentle it gave your skin goosebumps. You could feel your heart pounding against your ribcage, your breathing increased from the pleasure Peter teased you with.

“Peter...I-I need you... “ You rasped, feeling your core below your legs tighten. Your undies were soaked and you could feel your inner walls start to throb in need for his dick. 

Peter grinned down at you as you tighten your hands around his biceps. Since the day he met you, he could never resist you. Ever. 

“You have me, sweet girl.” Peter responds, as he slides off you and onto his back to pull you into his lap. His long boner poked at your inner thigh. 

“You had me that day I saw you in study hall....first day of freshman year....” 

“I’m all yours, Peter...I love you..”

“I love you Y/N”

His dick was hard and pulsed in your hand as you brought it up to your wet entrance. You decided to tease him for a little, rubbing the head against your wet folds. 

Peter groans and runs his hands up your thighs slowly. His breath hitched in his throat. “Fuck Y/N, please....” 

You giggle in response as you slap the tip of his dick against your clit for a few moments giving both of you the exciting anticipation. Peter squirmed under you impatiently , you look down to see his eyes squeezed tightly and his mouth slightly open. His cheeks were a rosy red and his chest rose and fell with each breath. His dark chestnut curls framed his beautiful soft face while the rest of his hair splayed around him like a crown on the pillow. His hair grew fast, in the back it already touched the  nape of his neck. He was due for another haircut, but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t like playing with it. 

“Y/N, please...” Peter whispers, squeezing your hips. 

You respond by sitting down on his hard dick, taking all of him in to the hilt. The two of you moaned together in unison as the two of you became one. You set your hands on Peters thighs feeling the hard muscle against your palms as you start to ride him. Peter groans as you bounce on his dick expertly, your juices soaking his dick. 

“That’s a good girl...” Peter groans, from beneath you. 

You roll your hips in a perfect circle, your walls hugging his dick tightly. The headboard of your bed hit the wall with your every thrust.You were lost in your own euphoric bliss until a sharp blow came to your left butt cheek, causing you to squeal. 

“You have such a cute ass.” Peter coos, rubbing his hands all over it. 

You sigh in response, you loved his hands on you. It turned you on like crazy but at the same time, it made you feel secure. Like nothing in the universe could hurt you while you were in Peter’s arms. 

“Peter...” You only manage to day before you slump forwards on your knees. 

Peter chuckles as he spreads your legs out from behind. You could hear him shift up to his knees from the creeks of the bed as he positioned himself behind you. He wasted no time sinking back inside of you. You sigh resting your head on the bed as he starts to pound in you with a steady rhythm. Wet noises filled the room along with your heavy breathing. 

You reached forwards to grab a fistful of the blankets as Peter began to hit your sweet spot with the head of his dick. You moan and gasp as you reach your peek, you cry out his name as you finish all over his dick, soaking it. Peter groans, his orgasm not far from yours. He squeezes your thighs and increases his speed causing your bed to rock and creek beneath the two of you.

“You’re so damn beautiful...” Peter says, staring down at you in complete awe. He loved your beautiful plumb lips as they were slightly parted and a cherry red, raw and bruised slightly from all the kissing. Your gorgeous doe eyes you inherited from your father were shaped like crescent moons.

Peter gasps, rolling his hips against yours roughly. He kept the pace going for a few more minutes before his orgasm hit and he finishes inside you, filling you with his warm cum. 

“Y/N....” 

Peter speaks your name in a soft and sweet whisper as he rolls off of you and pulls you against his warm chest, cradling you in his arms. You can feel him rest his head on your shoulder as your eyelids start to close. You mutter a “love you” to him and fall asleep to the sound of his soft steady breaths and the gentle movement of his chest as it took in and pushed out air. His hot breath fanned the base of your neck, his arms keeping you warm as the two of you fell fast asleep. 

(Present Time)

Peter wasn’t in study hall. The two of you talked on the phone last night till after midnight. He wasn’t sick or planning to not go to school. He never ditches unless....

A loud beep came from the school speakers that were located in every classroom.

“Excuse the interruption but this is an emergency. All students and staff are ordered to go home and seek refuge. There has been a crisis in Manhattan. We suggest to leave in groups and travel on foot. Please be safe.”

“Son of a bitch.” You mutter to yourself as you gather your textbook and folders in your arms. 

The hallways were filled with panicked students as they scurried to leave the building.Wasting no time, you pushed through everyone walking as fast as your legs could carry you to the nearest exit. 

The streets were as crazy as the halls in the high school, if not, worse. Cars had been flipped and turned over on their sides and roofs. Clouds of smoke poured out from the hoods and some alarms were off. Trash cans, large chunks of buildings had been scattered around the streets along with a few fallen lamp posts. A thick fog filled engulfed the air that was filled with police and ambulance sirens.

You weren’t naive or shocked by these chaotic events, considering that your dad was an avenger. During these times the only thing that concerned you was the safety of the avengers and Pepper. 

You scurry through your bag to get your phone while avoiding screaming running people.  Your fingers fly over your lock screen and then to your contacts, scrolling down until they reached ‘P’, and you called Pepper. 

“Y/N! HONEY!” Pepper answered on the second ring. “Are you okay!?”

“I’m okay, school just dismissed us..it appears we have an attack nearby. Are you okay!?” You reply, looking over to see an ambulance pull over to help an injured women. She appeared to be in her mid thirties and was limping as she walked toward the paramedics. 

“I’m fine, I’m safe in Stark tower! Do you need me to come get you? Are you still at the school?” 

You could tell that Pepper was trying to stay calm, but you knew her well enough to know she was freaking out for you and Tony’s safety. 

“No, the principal told everyone to stay on foot....there’s cars everywhere!” 

You ducked just in time as a car door flew right at you. The sudden movement made you feel nauseous. 

“What!? Honey, I can’t hear you!” Pepper’s voice cried from the other line.

“Pepper, I’m okay! But listen...I need you to stay at base, it’s too dangerous out here! I’ll meet you there in a half hour!” 

“What about the baby? Honey, what if something happens?” 

You close your eyes for a moment. Pepper is the only person who you’ve told about your pregnancy. You had found out last week when she took you to the doctor after you told her you’ve missed two periods.You had her promise not to tell Tony or Peter until you were ready.You agreed with her that they had a right to know and will know sooner or later, but you were scared. You and Peter were only sixteen. Would Peter leave you? Would your father kill Peter? Of course he would. 

“The baby is fine, trust m-” 

You were cut off as you were suddenly swept off your feet. The entire world whizzed by you in a blur. 

“DAD!?” you call out, looking into the white eyes of Iron Man. 

“Hey sweetie,” Stark spoke from behind his helmet as he flew up over a falling sign, holding you tightly at his side. He knew you weren’t fond of heights. 

“Hope you’re up for an adventure! Hang on tight, we’re gonna save a wizard!” 

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Boohbear19

[eternalstann]

Two of Us - Part 3

In which Peter Parker watches over you when a new threat to the avengers emerges. With just the two of you, who knows what could happen?

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Wordcount: 2k

Warnings: Smut!!!!

Part 1 Part 2

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You wake up to the sound of pots and pans clanking in the kitchen. "Peter what's that?" You ask sitting up in bed, rubbing your eyes. "Shit! Where's Morgan?" he exclaims jumping up to go towards the noise. You bite your lip when you notice his length standing at attention. "Morning wood?" You laugh, standing up to stretch. "Haha very funny, go check on Morgan" he shoos you away. "I'm going, I'm going!" You giggle, making your way to the kitchen.

"Good morning Morgan, what are you doing?" You ask leaning against the island, looking down at her fiddling with a pot in her left hand a pan in her right. "I wanted to make you and Peter breakfast!" she smiled up at you. "It's not going to well though. I'm vertically challenged. I can't reach anything" she pouted. You burst out laughing. You were convinced Morgan was the smartest, funniest little girl alive. "It's the thought that counts" you reply, bending over to pick up the cookware.

You jump when you feel a smack on your ass, "good morning" Peter chirped, picking Morgan up. "Why'd you smack Y/N's butt? Was she a bad girl?" she furrowed her brow, looking back and forth between the two of you. "Oh she's been a very bad girl" he smirked, slapping your ass again. "Oooo Y/N's been a bad girl" she sang, poking your cheek. "Guess I need to be punished" you shrug, looking Peter in his eyes. You get on your hands and knees, to finish putting away what Morgan has pulled out. You slid against the floor, arching your back before looking over your shoulder at Peter. You can see his Adam's apple go up and down when he swallowed. A pained expression was painted on his pretty face.

Your little show was cut short by Peters phone ringing. All of you pause, you look at Peter and reach for the phone once he nods at you in approval. "Hello?" You ask into the receiver of the phone. "Y/N? It's Tony" You sigh before placing it on speaker phone. "Hey Tony" you and Peter reply in unison. "Daddy!" Morgan screams and you smile when Tony laughs into the phone.

"Hey Morgan, how're Peter and Y/N treating you? Did they lock you in the basement and only feed you bread crumbs?" He joked and you rolled your eyes. "No we baked a cake, then we watched Shrek! The compound is creepy when it's empty so Y/N and Peter let me sleep with them. Then Peter said Y/N was a bad girl and she needed to be punished but I've been good-" Peter snatched the phone from Morgan. "Everything is good Mr. Stark, see you soon!" He clicked the end button. "Hey!" Morgan protested, looking at Peter like he pulled her hair.

You were about to say something when you heard the ping of a text message notification.

'Why were you and Y/N in the same bed? I better not come home to any spider babies that can conjure up thunder storms. I called because Pepper is coming to get Morgan today. P.S I won't tell Thor about your little love affair...YET. Tell Morgan I love her 3000'

You both groan at content of the text. You were soooo busted. You knew now you were going to have to tell your dad at some point. Tony wouldn't keep your secret for long. What would you tell him? It wasn't like Peter was your boyfriend, you were literally fuck buddies. Well, almost fuck buddies. Which your father most definitely wouldn't approve of. You could say you were just all platonically sleeping together, but your dad was no fool. And Tony definitely wasn't. 'Y/N's been a bad girl that needed to be punished' yeah that wasn't gonna fly.

"Morgan lets go pack your bag, your mommy's coming to get you today!" You try to be enthusiastic but you were beyond anxious about having to explain yourself. You take Morgan to her room, pull out a small suitcase and sit down by her dresser. "Fuck, I don't know where you're going, how can we pack?" you laugh and so does Morgan. You cover your mouth and apologize for swearing, "It's okay, my daddy does all the time" and you laugh again. "Y/N I had so so much fun. Like fun bigger than the sun!" She exclaims and you're glad she enjoyed herself. You were a little upset about Tony finding out but how could you be mad at her?

"So did I Morgan, I think you're the most fun person I know" you tell her and she grins. Just then Peter pops his head into the the room. "Pepper is here" he spoke and you frown. "How do you know?" You ask him. You handnt heard the intercom or doorbell. "Spidey senses, remember?" He wriggles his eyebrows and you shake your head. "Go let her in!" You shoo him away and he goes.

You can hear Pepper greeting Peter, and so can Morgan from the way she jumped up and ran to the sound of her voice. You follow behind her, at a much slower pace of course. Morgan is hugging her moms legs when you finally make it to where they all were. "Hey Pepper" you hug her, Morgans little body smooshed between you. When you let go the tiny girl takes an exaggerated inhale. "I couldn't breathe!" she squeals and her mother rolls her eyes at her dramatics. "How was she?" Pepper asks, scooping her daughter up. "She was really good!" Peter tells her, giving Morgan a high five. "Yeah! Y/N and Peter are more fun then you and daddy" she informs her mom, & Pepper fakes offense. "That's because Peter and Y/N are twenty years younger than mommy and daddy miss thing, now lets finish getting your things together."

Once Pepper is upstairs Peter pulls you close to him. "Peter not yet!" you groan, but he ignores your reasoning and begins kissing down your neck. "I wanna fuck you now" he whispers, biting on the shell of your ear. You can feel yourself getting wetter with every word. His hands move down your back until he's gripping your ass. "Been waiting for days" he continues, thrusting against you. You can feel your composure breaking. "I'm going to make you cum so many times you forget how to say anything besides my name".  You lick your lips, so close to giving in to him.

"Okay guys we're going to head out" Pepper's voice echoes down past you two. Her footsteps getting closer and the sound of the suitcase she's lugging rolling towards you. Peters goes to help her, and Morgan shoots by them and rushes to you. She hugs you and grins. "Bye Y/N, be good girl for Peter" she shakes her finger at you and you laugh nervously. Pepper reaches the door and takes back the suitcase. "Bye you guys, Morgan already has enough friends. You don't need to make her a new one" she winks before walking out the door.  You and Peter both look at each other mortified. Of course Tony told Pepper.

You shut the door and you don't even get a chance to turn around before Peter has you pressed against the door. He ruts against your ass and you close your eyes at the feeling of him. His hands pin yours above your head. "You gonna finally be a good girl for me?" he asks, shoving down your shorts. You nod, pushing back so you could feel more of him. He pushes you so you're bent over and spread open for him. “Fuck Peter, hurry up” you whine, listening to the sound of him undressing. This moment had been almost all you could think about for the past few days and now it was finally here. You were so worked up, your chest heaved with each breathe and he’d barely touched you.

“You look so good” Peter hummed, running the tip of his cock along the length of your folds and you felt like crying. You wanted him so bad. “Please Peter!” You cry out and you choke on your own breathe when he finally obliges. He pushed into you fast and hard. “Oh my god” You hear Peter whisper to himself once he’s fully sheathed inside of you. You felt so full, you knew you’d never find a satisfaction like this again. You brace yourself when Peter starts to move, pulling out slowly before entering you again. The drag of how he felt inside of you was intoxicating. Both his hands held tight to your hips, holding you in place. You craned your neck to look back at him, the sight of him sending tingles through your body. You couldn’t believe such a beautiful man was inside of you, making you feel like this.

Peter caught you looking at him, the two of you maintaining eye contact while he spoke, “I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you”. You don’t break your stare until he slams into you. You nearly collapse at the pleasure that floods every inch of you. He keeps his pace and continues to fuck you hard and deep. Your legs quake and you feel like you could cum already. Each pump bringing you closer and closer to the edge. His strokes have your toes curling and your fingers scratching against the smooth surface of the door, desperate to grab onto something.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck” you chant, on the brink of your orgasm. “Don’t you fucking cum yet” Peter growls, landing a hard smack on your ass. You squeeze your eyes shut and focus on not coming but when Peter reaches down and starts rubbing your clit it’s a lost cause. You cum harder than you ever have. Your legs giving out and Peter literally has to catch you. “What did I say?” He asks before laying you on the ground. You can’t even respond, you just lay there staring up at his gorgeous frame, completely blissed out. He’s on top of you, his warmth encompassing you. His big hands move your legs over his shoulders before he leans down to kiss you. It’s a heated kiss, one you wish would last forever. It doesn’t though. Peter thrusts into you, and your mouth falls open breaking the kiss. You look at him and see the cocky smile on his face. You want to slap it off but lose your train of though when he starts to move again.

“Wish I could stay in this pussy for the rest of my life” he moans, his arms on either side of your head to hold himself up. Your eyes fall shut, just taking in this moment. He changes his angle, hitting a spot that has your back arching off the floor. His name falls from your lips over and over again as he hits that magical spot. Your pussy clenches around his length as you reach your second orgasm and Peter picks up his pace even more. He’s frantic, his thrusts are quick and sloppy, his body sliding against yours; pelvis rubbing your sensitive clit. He buries his face into your neck as he cums inside of you. Whispers of your name hit the skin of your neck and you’re completely wrecked.

Peter gently pulls out of you, and the emptiness feels so foreign to you now. He picks you up and carries you to the couch laying you down before curling up beside you. “That was...wow” he smiles at you, and you laugh. “I’m so happy right now” you admit, wrapping your arms around him. “You better put some clothes on unless you want it again” He groans, pinching your nipple and you squeal. Your chest flutters at his sultry words. You could feel yourself getting wet for him again.

“Oh; Don’t worry Peter, we’ve got a lot more work to do”

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Finally!! I was gonna make this one long thing but I cut it into two parts. The next chapter is pure smut so get ready😛 I hope you enjoyed this! Love you❤️

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[thepeterfuckinparker]

miss. thompson — peter parker smut

Summary: Miss. Y/N Thompson is Flash’s step-sister, one of the queen bees and a popular girl around the school. One day, she’s feeling bold when Peter Parker is her chemistry partner.

Notes: ive had this idea for such a long time, but like a fanfic for it on wattpad (FOLLOW ME ON WATTPAD: @/angryfangirl) bUt im a dirty girl so i turned it into smut oops,, i GOT SOME CUTE ASS LINGERIE ON, GOT SUM DICK TODAY, THOUGHT ID UPLOAD THIS LOLOL

Warnings: very smutty, rubbing, boners, wet things, annoying flash, kinda sex-in-school!!!

pt. 2

“Miss. Thompson,” Your head shot up, meeting eyes with the irritated teacher in front of you. You smiled, laughing nervously as you raised your eyebrows. “Do you know the answer to number fifteen?”

Before you could answer, the bell rang causing you to spring up and grab your things. The class chuckled in amusement while you smirked, holding your books against your chest as you waltzed out of the classroom. There was thankfully one class period left, Chemistry Honors, you loved it. Well, not the subject specifically. You took your time walking down the hallways, greeting peers as they waved at you. It wasn’t hard to explain, you were pretty popular around the school, you could blame that on your step-brother, Flash Thompson. You were the nicer sibling, sweeter and smarter, definitely the favorite. Flash’s father would easily choose you over his son, you were just that good of a kid. Flash, on the other hand, was a known troublemaker, stuck-up rich kid, and quite the bully. You were nothing alike despite your years of growing up with each other, your parents married when you both were eight, it was a love-hate relationship between you both. Something that was a bit similar between you and Flash was reputation, you were somewhat serious about yours, never associating with the wrong people, it was a flaw of yours. You didn’t hang out with the Gaming Club, you found yourself a bit closer to Liz Allan and the cheerleading team.

“Today, we will be doing a Mole project. You will be making stuffed Moles! Get it? — Mole?” The chemistry teacher announced the moment students began to enter the room. He held up a little stuffed rodent that he had made himself.

You rolled your eyes, looking around for available seats at the working tables. Your eyes landed on Flash, instantly scoffing and shaking your head. You refused to work with him, he was already a pain in the ass at home. You continued to scan the tables before finding all the seats used up, you gasped at the sight of a free chair and table, rushing over, you jumped to seat yourself. You glared at the back of Flash’s head as he was seated in front of you, the seat beside you screeched.

“Can you not talk so obnoxiously loud?” You flicked your step-brother’s ear causing him to flip you off in return.

He began to think of a snarky remark before he focused on the person who sat beside you, “Penis Parker!” Flash laughed.

You turned your head and raised your eyebrows at Peter, he kept his head low in attempt to ignore your step-brother. You slapped the back of Flash’s head and muttered for him to be quiet. After a few seconds, you turned to Peter and smiled. “Sorry about him. He’s an ass.” The boy looked up and laughed quietly.

You bit your lip as he gazed away, paying attention to the directions being given. You couldn’t help but stare at him, Peter Parker was handsome, an old crush since middle school that died down by the beginning of junior year. He was interested in your best friend, Liz Allan, everyone was pretty sure of that, but as soon as she had moved away, his interests were unclear. You found yourself biting your pencil, your eyes still studying his face. Peter had a strong jaw, soft skin, these cute brown eyes that were either very focused or sometimes incredibly lost. You were brought back into reality when Peter looked at you, you straightened yourself up. He scooted his seat closer to you, settling the worksheet in between you both. Peter Parker was a low status at school, typically, he was someone you didn’t really associate with. It was bitchy, but that’s how it was. People would probably laugh at you if they were knew how you felt about the boy. You watched him scribble his name on the top of the paper. It was senior year now, things were different, what was the point of still trying to fit in when school was going to be over soon anyways? He passed the paper over to you, waiting for you to write your name.

‘Y/N Thompson’ You write neatly, moving your seat closer to start working. His clothed knee touched your bare thigh, he cleared his throat nervously. “Um- okay, did you want to do the stitching while I completed the work problems?” He suggested.

You raised your eyebrows in amusement, “Why do I have to do the lady work?” You passed him the sewing kit with a smirk while you grabbed the calculator. Peter’s cheeks turned a bright pink before he stammered nervously. “We’ll switch off, okay?” You started off with number one, easily figuring out equations and scribbling down the answers.

Peter sat beside you, starting to stitch the fabric to build your stuffed mole. You found yourself tearing your gaze away from the paper to look over at him. He was focused, his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth in concentration. You bit down on your lip again, taking an attempt at question number two before you moved your thigh. His knee continued to brush on your skin, your arms touching. You cleared your throat, pushing the paper closer to him before thinking of what to say.

“Um, I don’t think I get this one.” You said softly, you did understand the question, you just wanted his attention.

“Oh okay, I-I can explain it.” Peter nodded, You furrowed your eyebrows.

“Can you talk louder? I can’t hear you.” You lied, the classroom had gotten rowdy but not to the point where you couldn’t hear.

He leaned closer to you, his lips close to your ear as he began to explain the question. You moved your leg, goosebumps running across your skin as he spoke to you. Your hand slipped underneath the table, landing onto his left thigh. Peter froze, his words choking up. You stroked his leg gently with a soft smile playing on your face. He stared at you, unsure of what to say. You looked around the classroom, no one had been paying attention.

“A- W-What are you doing?” Peter asked quietly, continuing the stitching while you used your free hand to play with the pencil on the desk.

“Do you want me to stop?” You asked, all he needed to say was yes or no, you would oblige. It was bold move, completely unexpected. Peter never thought you would try something like this on him, Y/N Thompson trying to seduce Peter Parker? It had to be a cruel joke.

He was scared to respond before he gulped, “No.”

“Then I won’t.” Your whispered into his ear, your hand continuing to stroke his thigh.

Peter shuttered beside you, his hands slightly shaking as he ran the needle through the fabric. He wasn’t very good at stitching but now he was doing even worse. Your touch was making him sweat, your soft hand on him was getting him hard. You noticed, occasionally looking from the worksheet to the boy’s face to his stitching to his lap. You smirked slightly as your hand led to his hard-on, you palmed him through his pants. He let out a small gasp, whipping his head up to glance at the teacher. You looked over at Flash who hadn’t noticed anything, you don’t know how he would react. You focused back to Peter, the pants leaving his mouth were leaving you wet. You cleared your throat, opening your legs wider and slipping down your hand to your soaked panties. He glanced over, eyes widening even further, if they grew any bigger they’d probably fall out of his head.

“We always have tomorrow if you don’t finish today! We will be presenting these, they need to be unique, make them a name. They can even be based-off of your favorite character!” The teacher exclaimed, Peter flinched each time.

You watched him attempt to stitch with one hand, the other grazing up and down your thigh. He clearly hadn’t done this before. You leaned closer to him, your lips lingering along his ear. Peter inhaled sharply, as your breath hit his skin. “Touch me.” You almost moaned quietly, he did as told, nodding as you sat back and continued to watch his lap with hooded eyes. Your hand worked back to the worksheet, while your other was handling palming him through his black jeans. His fingers pushed away your panties, he instantly collected the wetness between your slits, the pad of his index finger placed on your throbbing clit. You groaned lowly at the feeling, he didn’t really need your help, he somewhat knew what he was doing. Peter Parker has never been with a girl, especially in this way - he must’ve learned from videos, it felt good so that’s what you assumed. You clutched his hard cock through his jeans, biting down your lip as he rubbed circles on your sensitive bud. You looked up, on look-out once again before you met Flash’s eyes.

“What?” You snapped, “Sorry that our mole is gonna look better than y-yours.” You stuttered during the last word as Peter’s fingers pressed down on your clit harder than before, you rubbed him quicker.

“You wish!” Flash scoffed, turning his head and paying attention to his work, nudging his partner to work faster.

You quickened your pace with the palming of his cock, resisting the urge to accidentally drop your materials and get on your knees for Peter right there. His breathing was heavy, his fingers were quicker on your clit, he was close. You could see it in the way Peter was twitching, the way he occasionally shut his eyes and shuddered in pleasure. You leaned towards him again, a smile on your sweet face. “Cum for me, Parker.” You said softly, he instantly groaned but quickly covered it up with a cough - no one noticed. You continued to palm him until he grabbed your hand, it rested there for a second until you felt a wet spot on his black jeans. Peter was lucky he had worn them. You pulled away from him, a shit-eating grin on your face. You looked over at him and admired the post-orgasm look on his face, he was red, a bit sweaty from the pleasure. With confidence, you picked up his hand and raised it to his mouth. Peter took the hint, taking the fingers he had played with you and cleaning them up. He smiled back, leaning closer to you, “You taste so good.” Peter’s comment was low, it made you squeeze your thighs together in surprise.

“See? Look at mine, fuckers!” You both tore away, looking over at Flash who set down his mole. It was a stuffed animal in what looked like a makeshift Spider-Man suit. You snorted, your step-brother was obsessed with the superhero. Peter’s eyes widened at the sight, awkwardly coughing and focusing on your own project.

“It looks fucking stupid.” You laughed, snatching the Spider-Man mole in chucking it across the room. Flash smacked your arm, immediately protesting and shouting.

“Miss. Thompson!”

[raeswritings]

Something New- Peter Parker *SMUT*

author: raeswritings

Pairing: Peter x Reader

Requested: Yes

Request: Hello! Could you do a Peter Parker smut? Praise kink? Maybe more sub!Peter? Lots of hickies on Peter, people might see at school 😉            

Warnings: smut, oral, slight bondage

A/N: Peter and the reader will be 17/18 years old in this. I also forgot the praise kink but i hope this will do :)

Sex wasn't new for you and Peter. Sex with Peter was great. He was always so loving, caring and gentle. That was the thing, you loved how he treated you with care but you wanted something a little different. Something not so bland and gentle. You wanted something more different and exciting. You just didn't have the heart to tell him that.

Until one day, Peter was acting strange. The past week he's been more dominant; demanding things from you and among other things. At first you blew it off as him being stressed from school and being Spider-Man. By the end of the week you grew kind of concerned and confused of his behavior, so you decided to confront him about it.

You and Peter were having your typical Friday night in that consisted of movies and takeout. The movie was about 30 minutes in but that didn't matter since you both were tangled in each other's arms. You straddling his lap with your hands in his curly hair. His on your hips as his lips assault your neck with rough kisses; biting and sucking leaving love bites on the tender skin.

Moaning softly, you pulled away breathless. "Wait Pete. We need to talk."

"Why talk when we could doing something else." Peter said, kissing down your neck to your collar bones.

Softly pushing him back you cup your hands on his face effectively making him look into you eyes. "What's been up with you lately? You've been..different lately."

Peter looked into your eyes for a bit before sighing. His walls coming down. "I-I thought you w-wanted something different." You looked at him puzzled. "Something different? Peter what are you taking about?"

Peter sighed. "I overheard you talking to MJ about how I'm too boring. That you wanted something more exciting"

"Peter, you're not boring. True, I do want something different but only if you're okay with it." You softly say.

Relief clear as day in his eyes, Peter let out a breath that he didn't know he was holding. "W-what did you have in mind?" He timidly asked.

Instantly your cheeks began to redden as you cover your face. "Pete, we don't have to do this." Your voice muffled by your hands.

Peter softly removed your hands looking into your eyes with the most loving expression on his face. "I want to. I want to please you as you please me."

"I-um I want to be in control." You mumbled looking everywhere but Peter.

"I didn't quite hear you." He smirked, jokingly leaning closer to you.

"Peter," You whined. "I know you heard me and I'm not going to say it again. It’s embarrassing."

Peter laughed "I know love, I just like seeing you all flustered and cute." He placed a kiss on your head before pulling back to look at you with curiosity in his eyes. "What else do you like or want to try?" He asked.

Feeling somewhat confident and comfortable you answered honestly. "I wanna tie you up and be on top. Like I want to be the dominant for once."

Peter's face become red as he imagines you riding him, the sound of your moans as you use him to get off, the image of your breast bouncing as you move. He could feel himself harden just at the thought of it all. "O-Okay. L-Lets do it." He stutters, the old, shy and awkward Peter comes back.

"Wait. Really?!" You squeal, you've been dreaming, no wanting this since forever. So it was safe to say that you were pretty excited that Peter agreed. You honestly expected him to say no. Peter nodded his head, not finding the strength for words. You let out another squeal of excitement, pulling Peter to his bedroom, silently thanking god that May had an overnight shift.

Once inside Peter's bedroom, you kissed Peter and started walking him backwards towards his bed. The back of his knees hit the bed causing him to sit down, bringing you with him. You straddled him with your hands tangled in his hair pulling softly at the curls. Peter moaned at the sensation, using this to your advantage, you slipped your tongue past his lips deepening the kiss. Wanting some type of friction to ease Peter's hardening member, his hands went to your hips gently moving them back and forth. Both of you let out moans and sighs, enjoying the feeling. Your hand goes the bottom of Peter's shirt and gives it a light tug. Peter caught on what you wanted, breaking kiss pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it in a random direction. Following his actions, your shirt and bra was tossed aside.

Before continuing, you got up ignoring Peter's protest and went into his closet, coming out with one of his suit ties. Smiling softly you led to the headboard of his bed, tying his hands to it as tight as possible. Making sure its tight enough so he can't use his strength to break free but also where it won't hurt him, you pull back to admire your handy work before looking at Peter. HIs lips swollen from the kisses shared between you, his hair all over the place from having you run you hands through it and tugging it here and there, his eyes full of love, adoration and lust. Peter seemed to get a little impatient as he tugged on his restrained hands. "Y/N please. I need you. Do something." He breathes.

Loving him like this, you straddle his waist kissing and nipping at his neck, collar bones and chest areas leaving love bites whilst grinding on Peter's hard member. Peter tugs on his wrist, surprised that he doesn't rip it with his strength. "Baby, please. I-I need something." Peter begged, not used to being denied of his pleasures. You grant him his wants as you take off the rest of his and your clothes off. Your hand goes down his chest to his erected member, standing and waiting for attention. Peter lets out a hiss as you softly kiss the head of his staff. You slowly sink your head down taking Peter in your mouth and begin to bob your head, using your hands for what you can't take in your mouth. "Fuck. Keep going baby." Peter groans as his eyes meets yours.

Hollowing your mouth, you begin to suck harsher. One of your hands goes to Peter's balls, softly massaging them. Peter bucks his hips upward moaning. "Just like that. Fuck just like that." Hearing Peter's moans and groans of pleasure turns you on knowing that you are able to pleasure him just as much as he pleasures you, making you become slick with want. It doesn't take long before you feel him twitch in your mouth, you pull away right before he cums. Peter's sounds of displeasure and whines fill the room. "What the hell Y/N!!"

"I just wanted you to cum in me." You say innocently, Peter's eyes are filled with lust and want as he groans, helplessly wanting the release you denied him. Smiling as he groans again you decide to end his and your own torture, straddling him you slowly lower yourself on his member, both of you moaning, finally giving into the pleasures that only you can give each other. You put your hands on Peter's chest for stability as you find a pleasurable pace for you both. You lean down to kiss at Peter's neck, sucking and nipping at the skin where his neck and shoulder meet, surely leaving marks for everyone to see. Peter groans as he pulls on his wrist, desperately wanting to get a hold of your hips and breast, something to anchor him down as he feels himself getting closer to the edge. "Y/N, I'm close." He grunts as you clench around him, the feeling alone can make him undone.

"Hold it Pete. I'm almost there." You pant as you ride him faster, your hand going in between your bodies. Your fingers on your clit as you rub harsh circles on it, moaning at the sensation and moaning at the sound of Peter's moan and groans of pleasure. You feel something in you snap, the feeling creeping up on you as you clench around Peter's member. "Now Peter. Come for me baby, please." Peter tugs harshly on his wrist as he lets go, shooting his seed in you whilst saying your name as a prayer. You halt your motions as your orgasm hits you, moaning in pure ecstasy.

Breathing heavily, you dismount yourself from Peter with a low hiss as you untie his wrist before throwing yourself next to him tiredly. Peter puts his arms around your body and brings you against him. "God, I love you. We definitely have to do that again." Peter said kissing your head then stares at the ceiling with a smile on his face. 

Sadly the weekend came to an end, Peter was currently at his locker getting books for his morning classes when Ned popped up. "Whoa Peter, were you bit by another spider over the weekend?" Ned teased once he saw the hickeys on Peter's neck. Peter thought that his shirt collar being higher than normal will cover them up but of course they didn't.

Peter closed his eyes, sighing. Peter was tired of getting teased. First it was Tony who first saw them when Peter showed up at the Avenger tower. Tony had of course congratulated him on becoming a man or something along those lines. Then it was the other Avengers, and now Ned. But what did Peter expect, Ned notices everything.

"No Ned." Peter said closing his locker and turning to him. Before Peter can continue, he felt arms around him as you came giving Peter a kiss on her cheek, followed by the sound of MJ's voice. "Wow Y/N, you did a number on him."

Groaning Peter's face became red with embarrassment. "Cheer up, Pete. Now everyone will know your mine like I am yours." You smile as you move into his line of sight. Peter can see the little marks on your neck clear as day, it gave him joy to see you showing off his mark. Peter shook his head as the bell ring, hoping that the hickeys will heal before he comes home. He did not want May to see them. That will only lead up to her having an awkward conversation with him. He didn't want that, not again.

[boohbear19]

Webbed Up PT 2

 Just wanted to thank you all so soooo much for all the support and patience! I apologize for the delay, I was finishing up my spring semester at school! Just to warn everyone, I am still new to Marvel so I apologize in advance if I miss a few things in the plot or mess up somehow, but the story is based on Peter and reader (You!) 

Spiderman x Pregnant! Stark! Reader 

Rated: M 

Disclaimer: language, smut, teen pregnancy, violence

(Isn’t he so handsome? I just wanna play with his hair!!) :’’) 

It all happened so fast. First you were evacuating school, next your father had scooped you up ranting on about some wizard, and now here you were somewhere in space, standing between a semi-argument between Peter and your father. 

It practically went down like this:

Peter: This suit is awesome I was gonna go home but-

Tony: You shouldn’t be here!

Peter: You made me this suit so technically it’s your fault

Tony: What did you say!!??

Peter: Ah! Nooo!! I take that back I’m just saying-

blah, blah, blah....

You started to zone out during the rest of the conversation/argument. The nausea was starting to come back, and you knew anywhere would be safer for you and your unborn child than here. Of course, you couldn’t blame your father, he had no idea that you were pregnant (neither did Peter) and he knew how much you wanted to be an avenger, so he’d often drag you along on their missions. He was going to freak when you told him, Peter would probably pass out, knowing your father will kill him.

The wizard’s magical red cape floated over to you and extended it’s cloth-like arms in offer to warm you up. It must have noticed you shivering with your arms folded. 

“I-I’m fine, t-thanks...” You stutter, making the cloth shrug before it wrapped itself around you, clearly not taking no for an answer. It was soft like velvet and warm. Like fresh out of the dryer warm. 

“Thanks,...um....magic cape?” You giggle, drawing Peters attention to you. 

“Y/N!? When did you get here!?” His puppy eyes widen as a huge smile spreads across his cute face. His arms are around you and your face is pressed against his strong chest before you had the chance to say anything.

“I’m so glad you’re safe...” He whispers in your ear before kissing the side of your head sweetly.

 With your pregnancy hormones leaving your brain on autopilot throughout the days, you were sure you could have fallen asleep right then and there in your boyfriends arms. 

“Of course she’s safe. She’s with me.” Tony chimed in, he sounded irritated. “Do you think I would let something happen to my daughter?”

“Oh! N-not at all Mr. Stark! I was just worried about y/n since the school closed and the streets were-”

“Yeah, yeah. I get it kid. Calm down.” Tony rolls his eyes. 

Peter breathes a sigh of relief before looking down at you, his eyes fill with concern. 

“Are you feeling okay, y/n? You’re pale as a ghost!” 

You didn’t want to lie. You hated lying more than anything and it was eating you up more each day of not announcing your pregnancy. Pepper found out because she overheard you on a phone call with the doctor. You then told her that you missed two periods, and she then brought you to the doctor for a checkup and ultrasound.

“i-I-I-m....Peter....there’s-” You pause to take a deep breath. Peter waits patiently and strokes your hair as you try and collect yourself.

You look up into his eyes. Those deep, beautiful brown puppy eyes. His pupils were wide and large with love for you. His hands were on your hips gently. 

A large knot tightened in your stomach, your heart began to race, and tears welled up in your eyes. How would this affect everyone when they knew you were pregnant? How could you be safe against Thanos!? 

Another thing that you hated more than lying was relying on others. That was why you’ve been training since you were twelve years old. You wanted to defend yourself and save others, not the other way around. You refused to be a damsel in destress, not that you looked down on others for it. You were a Stark. There was nothing that you wanted more in the world than to be a hero like your father.

Now you were just a burden. You were a damsel in distress, you’re pregnant and you were only going to get bigger.

“Peter, I’m-” 

“Save it for later you two.” Tony cut you off before you could finish your sentence. He was crouched behind a half wall that overlooked the opening to a large room in the ship.

You looked over at Peter helplessly who stroked your cheek in response before he took your hand in his. The webbed pattern of his costume made them feel rough. 

“Hang in there, sweetie. We’ll get out of this soon and bring you home, okay??”

You could only nod and hope he didn’t notice you were crying as he lead you over to your father. The knot in your stomach felt larger and tighter, it was getting hard to breathe.

“I found the wizard.” Tony says as you and Peter approach him. 

You felt the urge to vomit increase as you crouch besides your boyfriend and father. The cape around you must have sensed it because it unraveled itself around you and floated over toward Tony who shooed it away from him. 

“That goon knows he has the stone...” Tony said, more to himself than to you and Peter. 

During the ride to space with your father, he told you the whole deal with Thanos wanting all six of these so called “Infinity stones.” Tony said Thanos plans to get all six stones to destroy half the worlds population. Legend says that if all six infinity stones are in the hands of one person strong enough to helve their power, they can destroy an entire planet, solar system, and of coursed...people. 

You and Peter look down over the half wall to see a man strung up below in front of a sneering goon. His hair was salt and pepper colored and he also had a beard. From what you could make out, he had striking blue eyes, although you weren’t sure if it were from the lighting below. 

“Alright..so that’s our guy?” You ask, the nausea slowly dropping to your relief. 

“That’s him. Damn, I wish we could have just thrown that damn thing in the garbage disposal...” Tony grunted. 

“Why didn’t you? Than Thanos wouldn’t have all those gem-stone things.”

“Ah the wizard and his buddies made some oath to look after it.” Tony replied. 

“Screw the oath! Mankind is at risk here!” You sigh before looking over at Peter. His eyes were fixed on the wizard below. His eyebrows slightly furrowed it almost looked like he was frowning. You knew that was his thinking face. 

“How the hell are we going to get him out of this?” Tony grumbled to himself, that’s when Peter perks up. 

“Hey! Have you ever seen an old movie called Alien!?”

You couldn’t fight off the smile that formed across your lips. You remembered that one rainy afternoon during the summer. Peter was over sitting around in the lounge with you. The two of you spent the entire day playing card and board games and making food. You decided to end the day with a horror movie, which took you a good half hour of convincing for Peter to agree. 

Peter got creeped out easily toward parasite-type of stuff, so he wasn’t the biggest fan of those movies. But he could never say no to you. During the whole movie you found yourself laughing as Peter would duck his face to hide in your shoulder and curse at every jump scare that the movie had to offer. He hardly touched the homemade popcorn you two made he was so scared.

Once Kane got impregnated by a facehugger it was all over for Peter. He started to blame you for his future nightmares and sleepless nights. He was genuinely freaked out and you felt bad for laughing, you really did. But he was too damn adorable and all the snuggles and feeling Peter’s warmth around you during the chilly evening felt amazing. 

Once he mentioned Alien you knew exactly which part he was referring to. The end of the film, where Ripley opened the pod doors, pushing the alien out into space to float for eternity. 

Tony paused for a moment, considering it. “That’s actually not a bad idea.”

“A little dangerous, just be careful.” You say, resting a hand on Peter’s muscular arm. 

He gave you a sweet smile as he took your hand in his to place a gentle kiss on the top of it. 

“Always will be, so I can come back to you.” 

You could feel your dad cringe as the two of you shared a sweet but brief kiss. 

“Wait...should I help?” You ask, once Peter pulls away from your lips. Even though you knew you weren’t up for any fighting or anything that involved physical activity but again, you refused to be helpless. 

“You could be a distraction.” Peter suggested. “Or kick his butt before we throw it out into space.” 

“Whatever we do, we have to do it fast before that goon destroys the wizards ass.” Your father replies. 

You and Peter exchange a nod before you cautiously climb off the half wall. You noticed there were multiple things you could grab onto such as knobs and random ledges. 

“Painful, aren’t they!?” You hear the goon sneer to the wizard. “they were originally designed for microsurgery.” 

You crept up behind the goon slowly and as quietly as you could. Even from behind the creature was extremely hideous. It almost looked like an alien. As you got closer you could see the wizard was being held up by these needle-like things. They looked sharp as knives and were a silver-gray color. Some pierced his upper chest but most pierced his face. 

“And any of them-” The goon continued but that’s when you cut him off. Lifting and spinning your entire body into a graceful and perfect roundhouse kick. Slamming your foot into the back of his head, knocking him straight off the ground.

The wizard looked up at you alarmed and partially shocked, while the goon glared up at you with a dirty scowl. 

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” 

The goon snarled at you just as you heard a loud “THUD!” from behind you, knowing it was either Peter or your father. 

“Just saving a friend, dude. Stealing stones that ain’t yours is not cool. Didn’t your mother ever tell you about stealing?”

Your remark made the goon growl as he shot up to his scrawny feet, glaring at Tony behind you. 

“I could end your friend’s life in an instant!!!” The goon snarls, very pissed off. 

“I got to tell you, he’s not really my friend.” 

You look over to see your dad floating in air, his helmet over his face. The eyes in his helmet glowed a bright vibrant blue as he spoke.  

“Saving his life is more of a professional courtesy.” 

“Your powers are no match to mine. You saved nothing.” The goon sneered, raising its hands. Large metallic objects floated over to him. 

“Yeah, but the kid’s seen some movies.” Tony replies, just as he shoots a rocket from his hand, this action blasts the goon and the objects he was holding down toward the open hole of the ship. 

Feeling the instant and intense pull from space, you hurl yourself to the closest staircase, wrapping your arms and legs around the banister as tightly as you could.The wind blew your hair furiously. 

You noticed the magical red cape fly over to the wizard once he flew down after the goon. It offered him its long cloth to hold onto before Peter catches him with a string of web. You crane your neck to watch the scene below as spider-like arms spring out from the back of Peter’s suite grasping onto the edges of the hole as he pulls the wizard back inside the ship with him. Your father then seals the hole. 

Peter hurries over to you, releasing his mask from his face, his hair all fluffy and messy, reminding you of a hyper puppy. 

“y/n! It’s okay! You can let go now!” 

He bends down to gather you in his arms. You let go of the banister to wrap your arms around Peter’s neck. The two of you touch foreheads and close your eyes listening to the sound of each others breathing. 

“Th-t-that was s-some kick, y/n!” Peter praised, completely out of breath. “I-it was s-so....so cool!! I-” 

“Breathe, Peter.” you say with a smile, cupping his face in your hands gently. You stroke at the loose long strands of hair that hang from his face, brushing them back so you can look into his eyes. 

Peter laughs and takes a deep breath. “Sorry! That was just...so cool!”

You laugh in. response hugging him close to you and resting your head on his shoulder. You didn’t ever want to let go, but with the arguing you heard from your father and the wizard, you knew it’d be best to intervene. 

“Hey, what’s going on?” You ask, as Peter sets you down gently to your feet. He walks over to the wizard. 

“I’m Peter by the way!” Peter greets him, extending an arm out to him. 

The wizard looks at him for a moment before responding, 

“Doctor Strange.” You noticed his cape had returned to him. 

“Oh! You’re using our made up names! I’m Spider-man then!” 

Doctor Strange then looks over at you curiously. You catch the drift and introduce yourself. 

“I’m y/n Stark...his daughter..” you gesture toward Tony. “I don’t have a made up name....not yet...”  Doctor Strange just gives you and Peter a look before walking back over to your dad. 

“The ship is self-correcting its course. Things on autopilot.” Tony announced. 

“Can we control it? Fly us home?” 

Your head started to spin you felt super dizzy. You weren’t sure if it was from the kick or just your hormones but something felt off. 

“Y/n? What’s wrong?”

You could feel Peters arms around you, you could hardly stand any longer so you fall into them.This caught Doctor Strange and your fathers attention  

“Y/n!?” Tony called. 

“Is she not well?” Doctor Strange asked. 

Peter sat on the floor with you cradled in his arms, His fingers are stroking your hair and his warm breath fanned your face. 

“Y/n...what was it you were trying to tell me earlier?” 

You swallow hard, looking up to see your father and Doctor Strange in front of you with concerned looks on their faces.

“Y/n, what’s going on? Did that goon hurt you?” Tony bent down so that he was eye level with you. 

“No...” You rasp, feeling your eyelids starting to grow heavy. The world around you was fading. You could feel your head pounding.

Sleep. You needed sleep.

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A/N:  I’m sorry if the ending was a bit rushed. I’m hanging around my boyfriends work and his little cousin was chatting my ears off wanting me to play with her. l it was super hard to focus! 

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[boohbear19]

Sorry guys I had a rough weekend so I'll be drafting out the next part of webbed up tonight and try to get it up this week. I'm really sorry for the wait. I thank you all so so much for your support. You guys rock I seriously didn't think my story would be good especially since I'm new to the marvel universe/random and all

[boohbear19]

Webbed up will be up todayy!!

I thank you all sooooooo much for the support, love, and patience! I’m so sorry to keep you all waiting! I had finals for spring semster so I’ve been busy! I’m working on the next chapter now, so expect it to be up today! Please leave a comment if you want to be tagged!!!

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