After the Party Peter quite literally ran home. He had to see her. He had to make sure she was ok. It was way past 12 p.m. and he wasn't sure if she was sleeping, but he quickly realized, that she was wide awake, when he saw the illuminated livingroom.
The hero saw his wife sitting on the couch, holding her tea in one hand and rubbing her baby bump with the other. She was staring into nothingness and had obviously a lot on her mind. Y/n still had her dress on and all the clothes she didn't need anymore, when she came home, were scattered across the entrance area. When Peter entered, she didn't react. She didn't even flinch. She looked peaceful from the outside, but Peter knew there was an old storm of thoughts boiling inside of her. He sat down beside her. He didn't touch her, he didn't talk, all because he didn't know if she'd feel comfortable. He just sat there, telling her with is presence, he was there for her, if she needed him.
They sat like that for a while, in complete silence. Then Y/n stirred. She took a sip of her tea and said quietly: "Tell me I did the right thing"
"You did, you finally confronted your past", he told her.
"Was it worth it?", she looked at him, her eyes glistening in the light. She expression was scared. "or did I just lose something?"
"Only time will tell", he couldn't lie to her. Peter himself did not know, what this meant for their future. Maybe their lives would never be the same. If that was good or bad he couldn't say. "But you probably helped Morgan with a lot of future problems", he meant it. Tony should learn his lesson from this encounter. So should the rest of the Avengers so Morgans life should for sure change for the better.
She gave him a sad smile. "It doesn't make up for me being a bad sister though. I was still absent most of her life."
"You looking out for your mental health, does not make you a bad sister and I think Morgan would agree.", He said stroking her hair while holding her head to his chest. "Besides she knows you now, you can build your relationship"
They stayed in that position for a while, comforting each other. After about an hour of just talking, they didn't know what to say anymore. Y/n moved a little in Peters arms so she could look him in the face. "I love you", she whispered. "I love you more", he whispered back. She adjusted her position again and pressed her lips against his, causing him to stirr a little to get his hands free. He wanted to press her body against himself, but she pulled back. He remembered that she was still in a tight dress and unzipped it. Before she layed back on the couch she opened his shirt. He felt her warm body slowly lowering down on his and noticed that she was being hesitant. Then found out why: it was physically impossible for her to just lay on top of him, since there was an almost five month old bump attached to her. He sat up a bit, so she could sit in his lap. He felt her soft skin on his. They started kissing again and Peters lips trailed their way onto her neck. He left a few hickies there, on her chest too. Then he found her soft spot and she let out a quiet moan. He did it again and again, making her moan even more. He wandered again to her boobs this time, but as he started she pushed him back lightly. He looked up at her and she trailed her finger along his chin. "Bad spider", she whispered. "They're already sore without you sucking on them". She pressed her body on his again, pinning him to the back of the couch. "My turn", she said. Y/n pressed his lips against hers and they kissed for about five minutes before they both pulled back breathlessly. She started kissing his neck and he was moaning this time.
Y/n stopped abruptly and pulled back. She looked confused and Peter looked up at her. "What's wrong?", he asked. He asked himself, if she had another flashback to when she was raped. It was something that happened sometimes and he totally understood. But this time was different, she didn't look terrified, just really confused.
"N-nothing I-i just", she was rubbing her stomach, still out of breath. Then she smiled at him with a big grin on her face.
"What?", he looked at her. Now he was confused.
"I just felt the fist kick", she said overjoyed.
"Seriously?", he couldn't believe it. That was the last thing he had expected to hear from her that second.
"Yeah, I think your child has something to say about this make out session", she laughed.
He smirked. "Maybe I was doing a good job" He pulled her back to him on the couch. He started kissing her again. She moaned louder this time. She kissed him on the mouth again. "You know-", she started between kisses and her breathing getting faster. "I ... researched .... something" there was a sly grin creeping on her face. "And... what's ...that...?" Without saying anything further she started to undress him from the waist down. He looked at her confused. "According to studies it's not dangerous to have sex during pregnancy" She started kissing him again. "So... you're.. telling.. me that we could'v been doing that the whole time?", he asked pushing her off for a hot second. She nodded. "Where?", he asked. "Bed?" "Sure" he scooped her up and they went to their Bedroom. Peter closed the door with his foot and threw her on the bed. "Let's use the fact that we don't have a child next door yet", he said. "Wow that's how you see it huh?" "What?" She pulled him on the bed. "Just shut up and kiss me already", she said.
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The Avengers never cared! (Peter Parker X Reader)
FanfictionWhen Y/n Stark vanished from the face of the earth at the age of fifteen, Tony was desperate on finding out who kidnapped her. Little did he know it was her choice to leave. After a few years he stopped searching for her believing she was dead. Soon...
