Hidden in Plain Sight // A Spiderfrost Fanfic

Chapter 53

Loki's POV

I lounged in bed next to Peter, toying with his curls. After a heated make out session, Peter and I were left only wearing our boxers, our previous garments tossed carelessly to the side. The door was left open, as it added danger and extra kink to the situation. It was nearly 11a.m. on a Sunday, and it was incredible no one had bothered us thus far. We had spent the last few hours in each others arms and company, not ready to get out of bed.

"I'm just saying, they could've made the game for other versions of the console."

I raised my eyebrows. "That planet game was only for one version?"

"LittleBigPlanet," he corrected. "And yeah. I want to relive my glory days!"

I snickered, dropping the piece of hair I had been toying with. "Tony's rich, we could steal his credit card. We could buy the game and the console."

Peter frowned, rolling onto his side to face me. "You're not stealing from your future father-in-law."

"Did you just admit he's your father?" I asked, grinning.

Peter groaned and hid his face in the sheets. "He's not my dad. It just slipped out."

I laughed to myself, then pulled Peter out of the covers, and into my lap. I wrapped my arms around his stomach and rested my chin on his head. His warm body felt good against my bare chest.

"No need to be embarrassed. If he's your father figure, he's your father figure. No one cares."

"Except maybe Tony," He mumbled.

I lifted my chin and placed a soft kiss on the nape of his neck. "I'm sure he would be honored."

We sat for a few moments, until our stomachs grumbled for us to eat.

"Hey look we're in sync," Peter said.

I sighed. "I don't wanna get up though."

Peter turned in my lap. "We don't have to, I know what I want to eat."

His eyes glanced up and down my body, and suddenly I had the urge to cover up.

I took a deep breath to calm my nerves before saying, "Yeah? Then come get a piece."

Peter grinned at the consent he needed and crashed his lips onto mine. I grappled with his back, gripping tightly as we deepened the kiss. He straddled my hips and slid a hand up my chest.
I gasped softly and he slipped his tongue into my mouth. I felt his hand find a grip on my neck. I couldn't help myself and whimpered into the heated kiss.

Peter paused and pulled away, the hand still present, pressing into my skin.

He leaned towards my ear and whispered, "You like that?"

He nipped at my earlobe and pulled it in his teeth before letting go and examining my flushed face. My mouth was agape and I couldn't form a coherent sentence. I had no idea that he could be so dominant and erotic.

Peter must've heard what I was thinking because his demeanor softened as he blushed. Peter squeezed my throat tighter in the perfect mix of pleasure and pain. I squeaked out a small moan. He opened his mouth about to speak, when he froze.

"FRIDAY close and lock the door," He commanded. The door slammed shut with a bang.

I groaned. "Are people coming?"

Peter turned his attention back to me and smirked. His grip turned possessive as he leaned closer.

"Don't think you get out of this," He said.