Would you be willing to do an incredibly cocky version of Peter (Tom Holland), with Peter eventually face fucking and using reader, who was initially resistant to his arrogant charms but finally gave in. And Peter enhanced state just makes him even more cocky and braggy as he gets what he wants. College setting works great, but you can go for something different if you prefer. Thanks for writing!
+18,,, smutty content,,, mdni
Warnings: porn links, face fucking, rough sex, oral (m), dirty talk, etcetera, etcetera.
college seemed like a fucking never-ending bore to you. monotonous classes, hallways full of people you didn’t care about… but at least you had peter. your friend, the shy, sweet, and kind peter parker. or at least that’s how it used to be. these past few days, something had changed in him. he’d become more affectionate toward you, started being more direct, dropping insinuations that left your head spinning. long glances, slightly out-of-place comments, suggestive implications, that crooked smile that wasn’t just nervous anymore. as if suddenly the guy who’d blush if you brushed against his hand had transformed into someone more arrogant, more self-assured… more dangerous.
that’s why you were there, on your knees in the back of the school library, hidden among tall bookshelves and the heavy silence of the books.
because no matter how much you wanted to resist, you could never say no to your dear friend for very long.
peter had you by the hair with one hand, the other braced against the shelf behind him as he mercilessly thrust into your throat.
“open wider… like that… fuck, yes…” he growled; you noticed how his voice was deeper than usual. his cock plunged into your mouth again and again, hot, thick, pushing until it almost touched your throat. you felt how it stretched your lips, how the head brushed the back of your throat every time he thrust harder. your jaw ached, a constant burning sensation, but the pleasure that it gave you was even worse.
“nngh… damn… your mouth feels so good…” he moaned as his hips continued to move with brutal rhythm. “swallow it… don’t you dare bite… ahhh…”
you moaned around his cock; the muffled, wet sound vibrated all around him. drool ran down your chin as your eyes filled with tears from the effort. he didn’t stop for a second; he just kept using you. he was fucking your throat as if you were nothing more than a hole to vent everything you didn’t know he was carrying inside. each thrust pushed you back a little further, but his grip on your hair held you steady.
“deeper… come on… be a good girl… for me…” he ordered, in an arrogant, almost mocking tone. “look at how you’re swallowing it… ahhh, fuck…”
you felt his weight on your tongue, the salty taste, the heat pulsing from his cock. your throat tightened around the tip every time he thrust deeper. the pleasure clouded your mind. it was almost as if he were hypnotizing you with every thrust. as if he had you spellbound with his cock.
then, almost without realizing it, you glanced upward. you wanted to see his face. you wanted to see the pleasure in those brown eyes that had always been so gentle. but what you saw left you frozen for a second.
his eyes were completely black.
not dark. black. like two bottomless pits. no iris, no white. just pure black.
your heart skipped a beat. maybe it was the pleasure. maybe you were hallucinating from the lack of air, from the way he was fucking your throat relentlessly. maybe…
“what are you looking at…?” he murmured, and his voice sounded deeper, more distorted. a slow smile spread across his lips as he thrust into you even harder. “keep sucking… don’t stop now… ahhh… yes… just like that…”
your jaw was on fire. tears streamed down your cheeks. but you didn’t pull away. you kept opening your mouth, letting him use you, feeling his cock throb against your tongue, feeling it swell, feeling it reach its limit. his moans filled the silence of the library; they were low, guttural, almost animalistic.
“i’m going to come… swallow it all… nngh… fuck…”
and he did. with one last deep thrust, he shot straight down your throat, hot spurts filling you as his dark eyes remained fixed on yours. you swallowed, trembling, your jaw aching, your body burning with a blend of fear and a dirty pleasure you didn’t quite understand.
peter slowly let go of your hair. his breathing was still ragged. and for a second, just a second, those black eyes seemed to blink… as if something else were looking at you through them.
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