Summary: staying out past curfew leads to an unexpected fuck
Warnings: SMUT!!!!, dom!peter, foreplay, clit stim, the works ;)
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It was late, you weren’t sure but you knew it had easily flown past the tower curfew for young adults. Ever since the Corona Virus had broken out across the world, Tony had made it specifically crystal clear that he wanted yourself and Peter home by 8:30pm or 9:00pm at the very latest. That was your curfew. And this wasn't the first time you had broken it.
You were meant to be home by around seven, but being a teenager and all, the world likes to bring much more interesting things into the life in front of you as if to distract you from responsibilities, and in your case curfews. Now you were stumbling through the tower in the dark, only wearing a midtown hoodie that came just above your knee, no underwear, not even any shoes to accompany it.
Prayers were so clearly answered as you managed to make it through the lobby and towards the first floor of stairs without the security lights switching on, before sprinting your way to the second floor.
You were relatively new to the Avengers team, having been a part of the crew for just over a year, but only having moved in three months ago. Therefore, despite Tony’s accusations, you were staying with Peter for the time being. It worked out, you had known each other since the first year of high school and worked pretty good in the playing field, and not to mention being the same age.
You expected by now Peter would have been asleep, so you were careful to keep your motions quiet and calculated as your hand landed on the door handle to your shared room. It was then until you stopped, hearing what sounded like a pained grunt come from behind the door frame. Of course it wouldn’t have been rare for Peter to come stumbling in late hours of the night after defending the city, another reason as to why Tony had set you both a curfew, so you subsided to noise and flung open the door, ready for a shower and some sleep.
What you saw after that was completely unexpected. You were waiting to see Peter sitting on his bed, licking away at his wounds while he winced because he hated the sight of blood. But, what you got instead was the rather rare sight of Peter thrashing around trying to pull the bed sheets over his naked body. The lamp from his desk fell to the ground, knocking over what you presumed was a tub of lube in the process while the obscene sounds of the porn video you now realised he was watching echoed out through the room.
“Y/N, WHAT THE FUCK?!”
“Dude, ssh!” you groaned, shutting the door behind you, “you’re gonna get me caught!”
“I thought you were already asleep!” he whisper yelled, slamming his computer shut and throwing it to the end of the bed.
“Were you touching yourself?” you asked, feeling a little bad for addressing the elephant in the room, but you knew if you didn’t do it now you wouldn’t be able to sleep at night.
“...No.”
“You totally were though,” you scoffed, walking over to your side of the room and opening your drawer to get some clothes out.
You could feel Peter’s eyes on you from across the room as he shifted uncomfortably. In a way you felt bad, again, for barging in on him, you knew you wouldn’t exactly be happy if he had done the same to you, but it was that or getting caught by Tony.
“You’re n-not um, w-wearing anything under that, are you?...”
His voice caught you off guard a little, eyes drifting from the neat pile of clothes in your draw to his dark eyes that stared you down from across the room.
“No, actually,” you giggled, “don’t go skinny dipping with people who you know will steal your clothes I guess” you shrugged, returning your attention back to picking out an outfit for after your shower.
“I’m heading in the shower in a second so you can do your thing.” you gestured towards him with your spare hand while the other closed your drawer.
Peter was still staring at you, hadn’t even blinked since you walked in and you were beginning to wonder whether he was okay or not. You paused in your tracks, tilting your head slightly.
“You alright there, Parker?”
“Y-yeah uh... Just wasn’t expecting you to actually n-not be wearing anything” he coughed lightly, shifting uncomfortably in the sheets. You cocked your brow, a striking idea entering your head, although risky, it still seemed fun.
Dropping your clothes down on the floor, you grabbed the hem of the jumper and swiftly pulled it up and over your head, tossing it down to join the clothes on the floor.
“Y/N, whoa, what the fuck?!” Peter cursed, covering his eyes with one hand.
“Drop the act Peter we all know you wanna see what’s underneath” your tone had dropped dramatically in pace and he could feel by the way the atmosphere changed that you were standing inches away from him. He didn’t respond for a moment, so in an act of encouragement you softly placed your hand over his and helped his eyes come back into view.
Peter was already hard under the cover of the blanket, but seeing you bare chested right in front of him only made him grow to a painstaking extent. He knew you were gorgeous but seeing you like this, this was something else entirely. Your nipples were beautiful, carefully perked from the cool breeze of the open window, breasts full and round.
Peter didn’t realise he was practically drooling until your hand came up to shut his jaw, “careful, you’ll catch flies” you smirked, before turning and walking off towards the bathroom. Peter couldn’t let you go now, not with the ideas you’d put in his head.
In a flash you felt your body being jerked backwards, a firm hand on your wrist while the head of anthers skin pressed up against your back. You could feel the raging heat of his cock touching your back, sending icy shivers up your spine.
“Leaving so soon? After teasing me? I don’t think so, princess” His tone had changed dramatically, deep and rough as his hands slid to your front, dropping between your legs to feel your clit pulse under the pressure of his finger.
“Fuck, Peter,” you sighed, knees weakening under the feeling of his hands being so dirty in your honour.
“You like that?” he asked, although rhetorical, only continuing to go with his better judgement. He held you close with the hand against your heat while the other slowly guided you back towards his bed, your knees giving way as they met their end and you collapsed into his lap.
The pressure caused him to whimper involuntarily, but quickly shifted back to being completely in control as he slid a finger down between your already soaked folds to slide it right inside you, causing you to jolt in his lap.
He had you pinned down against his warm skin, pressed his nose against your ear so you could hear him crystal clear when he said, “God you’re already so wet for me, I wanna hear everything, princess, make those pretty noises for me.”
“God, fuck- Peter!” you moaned as he invited another finger inside, pumping them deliciously in and out hitting that sacred spot inside you every time.
“That good baby? Tell me how good it feels, be a good girl.”
“F-feels so good, Peter,” you compromised, your head falling back onto his shoulder. “R-right there,”
“God you’re so tight around my fingers,” he groaned, spreading his thighs a little so you could get more comfortable. His cock was pressing hard into your lower back causing some discomfort, but you weren’t sure what to do about it in your current situation.
“P-pete, please,” you gasped, hands landing on his thighs as your back arched against his chest. “want your cock.”
“You sure you can take it, baby girl?” he chuckled, almost devilishly, pulling his fingers from your heat.
“Yes, Peter, please.” You nodded frantically, partially in desperation from being ripped away from the beauty that was Peter’s fingers.
“Because you asked so nicely,” he whispered, lifting you up and placing you down on his bed, spreading your legs out wide for him so he could get a perfect view of your heat. “I might do just that.”
You whimpered softly, sending the blood right to his dick. Peter couldn’t deny he’d only ever wished and dreamed of seeing you this way, and now those fantasies were about to become a reality. Reaching over, he grabbed the bottle of lube from the floor, dousing a decent amount onto the tip of his cock. You watched, mouth agape as he spread it around, making sure it was everywhere before his eyes met yours.
“You ready for me? I don’t plan on going easy.” He cocked his brow, gripping his dick with a force and guiding it towards your entrance. You were needy, he could tell, leaning into his touch trying to gain some kind of friction.
“If you’re gonna be a slut, you’re only gonna have to wait longer,” he teased, drawing his hips away from your core.
“Promise I’ll be good for you,” you pleaded, eyes wide, hands gripping the underside of your thighs to keep them spread wide for him. He hadn’t asked much of you, and already you were at his mercy.
“Only because you promised,” he winked, before ramming his cock deep inside of you. He would have taken the time to be patient, making sure it didn’t hurt, but he was so desperate for release he could barely contain himself.
“Fuck!” you yelped, along side Peter who moaned out, right beside your ear.
“I think that’s the first time I’ve heard you moan... It was like a fucking melody,” you gasped between breaths making Peter smile.
“Well get ready to hear a whole lot more of those melodies, baby.”
Peter was doing as he had planned, thought and dreamed and that was showing you the best time he possibly could. Peter knew how to fuck, which was something you were so unaware of. But he was sure showing you the best time in a long time. He didn’t go so hard it hurt, but the way his body reacted to your sounds was like a symphony. He was hitting all the right spots, kissing all the right places and thrusting at such a reckless pace it was almost tender.
At this point you were using each others bodies to your own personal advantage, so desperate for a release it was almost painful, but you loved it. The way his cock stretched inside of you when he almost hit his high, pressing just right against that sweet spot. He loved the way you clenched him, only edging him to that milking state even quicker. You were so ready to take his load.
Despite the motions, the sight was heavenly. His expression was so fucked out, hair falling out over his forehead, eyes clenched shut and when they were open they were so blown full of lust and desire, like an animal. At this point your thighs were shaking, muscles torn as he pressed his chest down on top of you, moaning deep into your ear.
“Fuck! Baby! Y/N, you’re so good!” he’d moan to the beating of his thrusts, earning an equally fucked out sound coming back from yourself.
“I’m almost there, Peter!”
“M-me too, baby, almost- fuck!”
“Mmm, Peter! I’m gonna cum!”
“Cum for me sweetness, cum all over this cock, make it yours.”
The choice of wording that spilled from his lips only spurred you on more, egging your release right until the very end until finally you felt the coil snap, your dignity pouring out all over his length. Peter didn’t fall very far behind, not long after your own high he was spurting his seed into your warmth. It was there you were left a sweaty, panting mess, having just fucked your best friend with absolutely no regrets.
“You should go skinny dipping with me some time,” Peter plucked up, dragging his weight up and off your chest with a fucked out smile on his perky lips.
Summary: staying out past curfew leads to an unexpected fuck
Warnings: SMUT!!!!, dom!peter, foreplay, clit stim, the works ;)
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It was late, you weren’t sure but you knew it had easily flown past the tower curfew for young adults. Ever since the Corona Virus had broken out across the world, Tony had made it specifically crystal clear that he wanted yourself and Peter home by 8:30pm or 9:00pm at the very latest. That was your curfew. And this wasn’t the first time you had broken it.
You were meant to be home by around seven, but being a teenager and all, the world likes to bring much more interesting things into the life in front of you as if to distract you from responsibilities, and in your case curfews. Now you were stumbling through the tower in the dark, only wearing a midtown hoodie that came just above your knee, no underwear, not even any shoes to accompany it.
Prayers were so clearly answered as you managed to make it through the lobby and towards the first floor of stairs without the security lights switching on, before sprinting your way to the second floor.
You were relatively new to the Avengers team, having been a part of the crew for just over a year, but only having moved in three months ago. Therefore, despite Tony’s accusations, you were staying with Peter for the time being. It worked out, you had known each other since the first year of high school and worked pretty good in the playing field, and not to mention being the same age.
You expected by now Peter would have been asleep, so you were careful to keep your motions quiet and calculated as your hand landed on the door handle to your shared room. It was then until you stopped, hearing what sounded like a pained grunt come from behind the door frame. Of course it wouldn’t have been rare for Peter to come stumbling in late hours of the night after defending the city, another reason as to why Tony had set you both a curfew, so you subsided to noise and flung open the door, ready for a shower and some sleep.
What you saw after that was completely unexpected. You were waiting to see Peter sitting on his bed, licking away at his wounds while he winced because he hated the sight of blood. But, what you got instead was the rather rare sight of Peter thrashing around trying to pull the bed sheets over his naked body. The lamp from his desk fell to the ground, knocking over what you presumed was a tub of lube in the process while the obscene sounds of the porn video you now realised he was watching echoed out through the room.
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1. “I’m sorry, you want me to do what with that?”
2. “Bend over, I’m not kidding.”
3. “That was good, but next time do it harder.”
4. “Remember that thing you did on me last night? I’m wet/hard just thinking about it now.”
5. “Look at me. Now.”
6. “I’m gonna have to call in to work, just because of how bad my ass hurts after that.”
7. “That’s it, that’s a new kink I never knew I had.”
8. “You know I hate it when you do that, right? Keep doing it.”
9. “Suck my clit.” “Is that a dare or just an invitation?”
10. “How did my clothes end up way over there?”
11. “You know how to make me cum, so do it already.”
12. “That date sucked. Wanna bone?”
13. “Slap my ass again and I’ll make you fuck me in that closet.”
14. “I am your daddy.”
15. “My dick isn’t that big, you can handle it.”
16. “Stop turning the wireless vibrator up every time someone walks by, you’re gonna get us kicked out.”
17. “I like it when you call me a drunk whore.”
18. “You’re hard/wet? I won’t believe it til I see it.”
19. “That’s what I am, right? Your cock slut?”
20. “I’m really hard/wet and I’m gonna die if you don’t do something about it ASAP.”
21. “Don’t hold back, baby.”
22. “Show me your nipples.”
23. “I saw on your Amazon wishlist you wanted a dildo. You know I got a dick, right?”
24. “I can make you cum harder than that.” “Try me.”
25. “Why don’t you come here and kiss it then.”
26. “Your parents would be royally disappointed if they saw what you have on right now. Even more disappointed at what I’m thinking about doing to you.”
27. “Oh, the things I’d do to that pretty mouth.”
28. “Make it hurt, baby.”
29. “I’m going to die if you don’t let me cum.”
30. “The more you kink shame me, the more I’m picturing you naked.”
31. “Wow, you take cock like it’s your day job.”
32. “I’ve never cried during sex before, but I guess there’s a first for everything.”
33. “How about we do something different tonight?”
34. “You’re so fucking sexy when you do that.”
35. “You’re a bad girl/boy but I love you so I’ll let you get away with it.”
36. “That’s not a fetish, that’s just weird.”
37. “Oh. Keep doing that.”
38. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop.”
39. “Don’t start what you can’t finish.”
40. “How many rounds was that? Four? God, we’re about to break our own record.”
41. “Just for that, I’m gonna suck your clit ‘til you go blind.”
42. “I’m too busy.” “I’ll be quick, I promise.”
43. “It’s sex, not an Olympic sport. I promise I can handle it.”
44. “And if you lose? You owe me the best head of my life.”
45. “Sorry I came on your favorite blanket, I owe you.”
46. “You’re going to get us arrested.” “Oh, I’ve always liked the idea of you in handcuffs.”
47. “We’ve roleplayed that six times already, come up with something new.”
48. “Not to make things weird, but I thought about you when I came last night.”
49. “I ended up in the ER after an orgy once, wanna hear the story?”
50. “There’s not enough makeup in the world to cover up this hickey, what did you do to me?”
51. “Next time you do that, make sure it’s on my dick.”
52. “I’m about to miss this important phone call but oh my god your mouth feels too good to stop right now.”
53. “Do you think we could… try that again sometime?”
54. “You’re really bad at hiding how turned on you are.”
55. “I’m bored. Come over and sit on my dick.”
56. “You better muffle yourself with a pillow then, because I’m not stopping.”
57. “That’s it baby, you’re doing great.”
58. “I would obliterate your pussy, and you know it.”
59. “You like it when I call you my little prince/princess?”
60. “That’s a lot of sass for someone who ruined my bedsheets and still hasn’t apologized.”
