Peter B. Parker x Miguel O'hara x reader
WARNINGS: mentions of sex, oral sex, cunnilingus.
Author's note: Well, I was really horny this night, so I thought like why not. There could be some of mistakes coz English isn't my native language, but I really tried my best ( I learn English and I'm good at it but anyways ).
There was an incredible humidity between the legs. A knot of pleasure was about to untie under your stomach when you exhaled, sobbing softly.
That's all. The next act of satisfaction is over, today you needed a lot of attention, but you didn't get that from your boyfriends, because there was a lot to do today. Therefore, you had to get out of it, as it turns out.
You closed the tab in your phone and stuck your fingers out from under the fabric, completely soaked from your own lubricant.
Ready to get up, you pushed the blanket aside, as immediately the door to the room opened and two tall figures entered it.
"Baby, we're ho..." - Peter paused in the middle of his sentence, noticing you almost crawling out of bed in only underpants and a top with slimy fingers, - "It seems we're not at the right time, man" - Peter winked at Miguel, receiving a slightly angry look in response.
"I-I..." - you couldn't find the words, you were terribly ashamed and your face turned into a solid red spot. Various thoughts swarmed through your head, and your eyes ran from one face to another. "Did they hear me?.." - this question echoed in head, not giving rest.
"You don't have to explain anything, honey, we haven't been here for a long time..." - Miguel's tone, usually so low, but now with a tired hoarseness buzzed over your ears and made the toes of yours legs curl up with a rush of excitement, - "You're hungry, poor baby..." - he came closer and closer and you involuntarily stretched out your hand to him, not really understanding why. Whether you wanted to stop him or pull him a little closer, even you didn't know.
Miguel grabbed your palm a little roughly and plunged two of your wet fingers into his mouth, licking the work you've done clean.
You gasped for air, squeezing your hips closer, feeling the already familiar new knot of excitement. With your fingers you felt slightly protruding, but already such sharp fangs and from this feeling your knees trembled.
You felt another pair of hands touching your bare ankles. Goosebumps ran from the cold palms to the already burning cheeks.
Miguel pulled away, licked his lips, and let Peter study you, and he climbed onto the bed right behind you, covering his neck with sweet kisses. You liked the feeling of hands squeezing you everywhere and you dissolved into their power.
Peter approached your crotch and you felt his breath hot to exhaustion with your still excited clitoris. A soft sob escaped from your mouth when Miguel's hands went under your top, gently grazing the skin with his claws. He would leave barely noticeable pinkish scratches and you would stare at them for hours the next morning.
Meanwhile, Peter nuzzled your clitoris and you meowed embarrassingly loud, which is why you heard giggling from both. He lightly moved his nose over your vagina, pressed his face and kissed through the pants.
"How warm you are... You're just burning under them..."- Peter pushed the underwear aside and groaned at the sight of how wet you were, -"And you had fun here without us, don't you?"- you wanted to close his mouth, which made you blush more and more, but Miguel eased this desire with wet kisses under the ear from-for which your "mhm" sounded more like a moan.
Peter, without hesitation, pressed his tongue against you and almost immediately pushed it into you, thereby making you purr loudly.
"What a good girl... Prepared everything for us" - Miguel's delight poured into your ears and you moaned loudly when Peter began to circle your clit with his tongue, drooling on your crotch.
"So damn pretty" - Peter whimpered in front of you on his knees and you seem to remember this moment for the rest of your life. Your hands found the top of his head and you gently squeezed his brown hair. You were still very sensitive, so you purred under his tongue, ready to cum.
"P-Pete... I'm about to..." - you wanted to squeeze your legs closer, your knees were shaking, but Peter wouldn't let you, holding you in place.
"Come on, baby, cum on my tongue" - this phrase was enough for you to pour into Peter's mouth. You both groaned loudly, and Miguel, biting your earlobe, said: "Well, what a good girl, as if on command" - Miguel's voice sounded like an echo, your head was madly spinning from overexcitation and the feeling of Miguel's dick, which was sticking into your lower back, - "Tell me what a good job Peter did, come on" - he snuggled closer to you, and you almost growled.
"Pete, you're so goddamn good... Your tongue is everything, baby" - exhausted, you went limp in Miguel's arms and Peter got up to kiss you on the lips.
You would have been ready for another round, but overexcitation and fatigue took over, so almost falling asleep in Miguel's arms, you muttered that you loved them.
"Baby, we also love you terribly, you are so beautiful, perfect and it's just for us" - Miguel got up, took you in his arms, kissed you not deeply, but as if emphasizing all of the above.
"And now it's time for us to go to bed, because we all did a good job today" - Peter followed you, humming under his breath.
That's it!! I hope u enjoyed, thanks for reading!
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