Marvel Oneshots

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PietroMaximoffxf!reader

Warnings: Another pretty vanilla smut sry

His fingers tapped quickly, the bright red spots flying across the screen. I've forced him to stop using his speed and actually learn how to win the game. Plus he made some friends from across the country, nobody he's met in real life, but he seems to like them.

Four a.m. and I am not tired. I can hear his mumbles to his friends, "On the left"

"Look at the map"

"Move, move, the store!"

I came up next to him, kissing his cheek. He didn't even look at me, his eyes flashing across the screen. The bright purple leds highlighting his face. He opens his mouth for a few seconds before saying, "Hey baby"

"Hey. I miss you"

"Well... " he trailed off, not even finishing his sentence in focus. I put a hand in his salt and pepper hair, trailing my nails across his scalp. Usually this makes him shiver, but he doesn't even react. Too caught up in the strategy of the game.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, boys look out! Shit!" he yelled, pushing away from his desk. The big white letters, "GAME OVER" taking the screen. He huffed, the hum of his long distance friends voices coming through his headset.

"Piet? Come lay down" I pleaded, pulling his head in my hands, bringing my lips to his neck now.

"Another round?" he's still talking to them. His mic next to his mouth, blocking my next kiss.

Now for a different strategy, lust taking over my stomach and leaving behind a little tingly feeling. I straddled his legs, placing my heat over his hips. He seemed to look right past me, grabbing his mouse again.

"You're being bad, princessa" he warned, starting the next game, clicking away as he rested his chin on my shoulder to look at the screen.

"Come on" I whined, leaning against his chest, breathing in his scent.

"You needy little girl" he teased, his eyes flashing across the screen, one of his hands rubbing my back before returning back to playing. I started to nibble on his neck more, trying to distract him, to make him pull away, to force him to give me the attention.

"You want me to do something? You need me?" he teased.

"Yes, Piet... please"

"You're gonna keep me warm for now, alright?"

He seemed to find a place to pause, and in his super speed fashion he had me undressed down to just my bra, sitting on his hips which were pulled down just enough.

I laughed, moving his mic for just a moment to kiss his lips. He smirked before moving it back and turning his focus to his game once again, "One on the right, behind the warehouse. Liam you get it"

I reached between my bare thighs and grabbed hold of his hardening member, rubbing him through my wetness. He breathed, the first time I had a true affect on him tonight.

I placed him at my entrance and slowly sunk down, till finally I rested against his thighs, at his base. Laying my forehead in his shoulder with a grimace. I always seem to forget about how big he is.

After a few minutes he flinched, forcing himself deeper inside of me, making me let out a whimper. I started to bounce and he pressed my thighs down, whispering, "I told you, warming me up, not fucking"

"Piet... just cause you have control now..." I smirked, kissing his neck, sliding my hands under his shirt, feeling his smooth skin. He mumbled, his eyes fluttering before returning to focus.