Winter's solace

Worry

💥mentions of self harm💥

The Parker Family entered the compound. Natasha immediately took the baby from Peter and ran to Pepper to coo over him together

Alyssa rolled her eyes and walked over to the kitchen, wincing as she pulled the fridge open with her right arm.

  "Something wrong sweety?" Bucky asked

Alyssa shook her head.

"Just sore." She said.

Peter raised an eyebrow. She'd been perfectly fine when he'd left for work that morning.

He watched as she pulled down on the sleeve of her shirt, attempting to keep her upper arm covered. His look of confusion was replaced with one of concern. And anyone who knew Alyssa's history of harming herself in various ways would have had understood why.

She did it again and he grabbed her wrist, dragging her down the hall, into her old room.

  "Show me your arms." He said firmly, locking the door behind him

She gave him a confused look and flipped her wrists over. He took a deep breath at the sight of the deep white scars going up her arms.

   "Peter. I haven't done anything." She promised.

"Then why the sleeve pulling?" He asked.

She smiled, cradling his face in her hands.

"Remember what we talked about with MJ last night?" She asked

He nodded, a soft smile crossing his face. She rolled up her sleeve, showing him the bandage on her upper arm.

"My doctor removed the implant this morning." She told him

   He pulled her close.

"Does that mean..."

"We can start trying." She said quietly.

He smirked and backed her against the wall. She laughed and playfully tried to push him back.

  "Peter," she giggled as he pinned her in place ran his hands up her sides.

He wasn't wasting any time.

"Peter, my parents are right down the-"

He nipped at her neck and her words were lost as she buried her head into his shoulder. He continued to tease her, running a hand up her thigh, listening as she turned into the whimpering mess he loved.

He squeezed gently, smiling as he caused her head to roll back. She tried to roll her body against him and he pushed her back against the wall, lifting her legs up to his hip.

He kissed her roughly as she gripped his shoulders, digging her manicured nails into his flesh. 

  She gasped into his mouth as he grinded against her, his erection pushing into her through the cloth of her underwear.

He smiled, hiking her skirt up above her hips and beginning to tease at the edge of underwear.

  "Please." She whimpered

He obliged, flipping her onto the bed.