𝑴𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝑰𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔

Peter Maximoff • Too Fast For You

A/n: READER IS A TRANS MALE.
WARNINGS: Soft, but intense, smut, reader has top surgery, but not bottom surgery.

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As Peter and I were spring cleaning our dorm in the mansion, we had gotten a little...carried away from a simple peck on the lips.

Truth be told, we were in a full on make-out session.

His lips were always so intoxicating that it was hard to not pounce on each other at any given moment.

He grabbed me by the waist and propped me up on my desk that was behind us, leaning into my body as he parted his lips. I parted mine as our tongues explored each other's mouths, eventually making him pull away for air. To continue this as we caught our breathe, I leaned down and sucked on his neck as he "gently" bit mine. But as fast as the moment started, it quickly ended when I heard the door of our dorm open.

I ran a hand through my hair, trying to tame it in some type of way.

"We'll continue this later." I kissed his cheek, while leaning away from him and walking over to the door.

"You'll see, Erik." Charles came in with a dressed up Erik .

"Erik, hi!" I threw my arms around him, hugging him tightly.

Growing up in the care of Charles, and being there when he started working with other mutants, Erik was now like uncle to me.

"Peter." Erik acknowledged.

"Hi." He answered.

Erik still hadn't know about the whole, Peter-Son thing, so it felt extremely awkward just letting them stand there, so I let them in.

"Ok let's just cut to the chase, you'll be in charge of the others' training when we are not here, we trust you, and given that you are one of our most strongest mutants, physically and mentally, we know that you'll be ok." Erik stated, Charles examining every thought that crossed my mind.

"Alright, is that all you wanted."

"Yes, that is all, but I have a personal question I want to ask." Charles said.

"Shoot." 

"Why can't I read your mind right now?"

"Because trust me Charles, you do not want to know what I'm thinking about right now."

Peter averted eye contact, his eyes widening, but a playful smirk stretching across his blush covered face.

Charles grimaced, but nodded to me, making a mental note not to try and not focus on my thoughts today.

They closed the door of the room and Peter stood next to me.

"I don't get how you're never embarrassed by that kind of stuff."

"It's just because I get embarrassed enough when I train with the other mutants, and I've been humiliated almost my entire life, I think sex talks aren't as bad as what's happened before."

He nodded, resting his head on my shoulder to be closer to my face.

He looked at me for a couple of seconds before he smashed his lips onto mine.

"Lock the door." I felt a breeze before his lips were back onto mine.

(smut warning!)

Peter took his shirt off as I backed him up into a wall. He unbuttoned shirt, still letting our kiss heat up.

He then backed me up until I was on the bed, and unbuckled my belt, as well as taking off the pair of jeans I had on.