✔️ Tom Holland Imagines

Desperate For You

Summary: Peter had no idea of the effects from Venom till he reached your apartment, with Venom clouding his waking thoughts and desires he made him act on them.

A/N: I had in mind Andrew's!Peter but any of the Peter's fit fine

Requested: No

Word Count: 2.7k

Warning(s)?: Both Reader!Parker of age, F!Reader, SMUT, Fingering, Unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), Choking, Soft!DOM Peter, Teasing, Bestfriends!to!Lovers, Dirty talk, Begging??, Reader knows Peter is spider-man, Mutual pining, UNDER 18 DNI!!

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Desperate For You

Your feet glided over to the kitchen fridge with ease. Hunger was gathering inside your stomach even though it was only half past ten at night, long past dinner but just before your usual raid for a midnight snack. The entire apartment had grown silent seeing as both your parents were currently asleep in their master room. 

You felt a cool breeze suddenly but thought nothing of it. It was often that one of the living room windows were left open seeing as you had resided on the 7th floor, not like a burglar could climb in. It got quite warm in Queens given summer, hence your outfit only consisting of a long t shirt and panties. Once your fingers had successfully grabbed the already half eaten tub of yoghurt you smiled in triumph. Next mission, spoon.

Though your movements ceased once you saw an outline of a figure standing not too far from you. Your heart raced at first before you sighed, realising the only person who it could be was your best friend.

''Geez you scared me'' You whispered, not wanting to risk waking your parents. Silence flooded around yet again. Your eyebrows furrowed.

''Peter?'' You grew concerned, taking a step closer to him. You could now make out his features, seeing his distant expression and the droplets of water falling from his dishevelled hair onto his cheeks. It wasn't raining outside?

''Peter are you okay?'' You asked, taking a cautious step closer as this seem to have snapped him back to reality. His vacant eyes spotted you and quickly you saw his pupils dilate. His once chocolatey brown eyes now holding an icy glance to them. This wasn't your Peter. Your lips parted as you inspected his features and the rest of him, noticing he was in fact drenched from head to toe. 

Words fell short once you felt his hands roughly grab your waist, the hold being almost painful but a slight... as much as you hated to admit it... turn on. What has gotten into him? 

You sucked in a harsh breath, feeling coolness of the marbled kitchen bench just behind you. It painstakingly felt like minutes but it had only been seconds before you felt his body now press against you, his chest heaving up and down in the same rhythm as your own. Your mind has begun to grow foggy a little, not believing what was happening.

''P-peter, you're hurting me'' You trembled out, the waiver in your voice unfortunately hinting a little at your growing arousal. Something was obviously wrong with your best friend, how could your body be betraying your mind right now?

Peter seemed to have caught on and loosened his grip, but his hands never left the curve of your waist. Even through the t-shirt, his touch was igniting a fire in your stomach, tingles racing across the areas just underneath his fingertips.

''Something happened... It's.... inside me and...'' Peter was struggling with his words, a deep groan omitting from the back of his throat, almost sounding like a protective growl causing his hands to slightly dig in to your waist once again. This time it didn't hurt.