the prince and the suicidal princess[peter Parker X Reader]

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Peter

Grinding on top of her, I moan her name loudly as I finished. I pulled out of her and laid on her, sucking a bruise into her neck.

Kissing her lips I tell her how much I love her and go to sleep.

when i wake up in the morning, i roll over to find her spot cold. that made me shoot up and look around, my t-shirt i discarded last night was missing.

throwing on a clean pair of boxers, i went to go find y/n.

i checked the living, kitchen and, dining room but to no luck. Finally i remember the place she likes to go to sit and think.

opening the patio door as quietly as i could i see her, sitting with her knees tucked underneath her chin, deep in thought.

i sit beside her and kiss her shoulder before laying my head down onto it.

"y/n, my love. what's got you in your head?"

i hear his chuckle under her breath before she responds,

"just you, you and how i didn't even realize you were a blood sucking mosquito!"

"what?"

Y/n laughs loudly while moving my head off of her shoulder and move her chin so i can see the dark purple splotches all over her neck.

i smirk and turn around so she can see my scratched up back.

"you're one to talk, babe. look at this, how am i supposed to explain this to people."

"peter." she deadpans

i laugh and push my body against hers, making her flop into a laying position.

" want me to make more, my little princess?"

"yes, please sir."

"such a good girl. always using her manners."