"𝙼𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚜, 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐~"

A beautiful memory

A/N: This chapter contains smut, if it makes you uncomfortable you can skip this chapter. But for those who wanna read this enjoy the chapter! ^^

Y/N's POV:

         The atmosphere is so.. nice. I never thought I'd agree to do this with Peter, especially since I now know all the things he have done. But I should be thankful for him. He took care of me and he didn't give me the same fate as the others. After hearing my answer, he smiled and nodded. He pushed the wheelchair into the room and closed the door behind us. I took a better look around the atmosphere. 'It's so beautiful..' I thought. Peter stood in front of me, he pick me up and gently placed me on the bed. Afterwards, he stood in front of the bed and began to slowly take off his shirt. That's when my eyes widened in shock as I saw old scars and cuts. I sat up and touched all his scars. He flinched but calmed down. Without thinking, I kissed all his scars and cuts. 

      As Y/N kissed Peter's marks, he felt surprised - but he likes it. It gave him a comfort feeling. When they were done, they moved away but noticed a print in his pants. Peter immediately noticed and looked down. He blushed in embarrassment, and tried to cover it. "I-I'm sorry, I can't control it.." They smiled warmly, "it's ok." They laid back and waited for his next move. Peter wanted to pinch himself to see if he was dreaming. His love, his one-and-only is laying right in front of him - ready to make them his own. He decided to keep his pants on, as he felt like rushing into the tango will ruin the mood. Instead, he climbed on top of Y/N and began kissing their neck softly. Y/N squirmed as Peter kept pecking kissing on their neck. They never thought that this is how their first time will go, but they're not complaining. Oddly though Y/N forgives Peter for everything he has done. All they want is to be with hi for the rest of time. While Peter is kissing their neck, his hand trailed down to their chest. He began fiddling with Y/N's breast/chest - (in case the reader is a male, non-binary, etc.) Y/N covered their mouth so they don't let out any noise. Peter noticed and sat up. He remove his hand way from their breast/chest, and gently grab their wrist - moving their hand away from their mouth. "I want you to sing for me, darling." Y/N was taken aback when they heard Peter said that, but they slowly nodded their head. Peter's 'friend' began throbbing as it became eager to escape. He ignored it as he don't want to rush things and keep this on the level on what Y/N is comfortable with. He sighed, "darling... I.. am gonna get a little rough. Your safe-word is 'red', use it if it becomes too much for you. Okay?" Y/N nodded their head. Peter leaned his head against their neck. Feeling his breath made them shiver, but in a good way. He brought his hand back to their breast/chest, and use his index finger to swirl around their n*pple. "Mmph.." Y/N squirmed as his finger felt cold against it. He smirked and began sucking on their neck - causing a hickey to appear. He move his finger away from their n*pple, and sat them up to take off their shirt. Afterwards, he made a trail of hickeys all the way down to their stomach. He made hickeys in the shape of a heart on their stomach. Afterwards, he went in between their legs. Y/N got a little nervous to how Peter will react to seeing down there, so they closed their legs. Peter only chuckled and grip their thighs, only to spread them apart. Y/N gasped as Peter slip their panties/boxers (for any gender that wears these) right off of them. The cold air immediately hit their private area (I won't be specific with the private area as Y/N is whatever gender the reader is. So instead, I'll just say P/A - which means private area.) Peter took a moment to gaze at it. "It's beautiful..." He said as he got on his knees and lean down to kiss/lick it. This caught Y/N by surprise as they squealed. It didn't take them no time to become a moaning mess.

        Peter kept licking down their until they reached their breaking point. "P-Peter! I can't hold it in anymore!!" That was all he needed to hear because he suddenly stop mid-way. "Ah-ah, you're going to hold it in until *I* say you can~" He suddenly got off the bed and stood in front of Y/N. Y/ was whimpering as they felt overstimulated. Peter did nothing but smirk as he slowly unzip his pants. He knew strip-teasing will get them where he want them to be. Y/N's body begin shaking as they needed to let it out. Sweat poured down their face as it became unbearable. Peter took of his pants and underwear, and immediately positioned himself in front of Y/N. He got a good grip their thighs as his member is positioned inches away from their opening. "Y/N.. this is a dream come true. Once I do this, our souls will bound together and become one. This is how much I love you.. I admire you as goddess. Your body is beautiful. It doesn't have any flaws because it's perfect the way it is." Despite being overstimulated, it warmed their heart hearing these words out of Peter's mouth. He place his hand on their cheek and stroke their cheek. Their eyes connected into a loving gaze. "We're not having sex for the hell of it... We're doing this because our souls will be bound into a loving bond." After saying that, he press his member against their opening. Y/N bit their lip and sat up to hug him tightly. He laid them down and put himself on top of them, but he made sure not to put his full weight on them. His member finally entered. He waited until they adjusted, and they gave him the ok. He began to move slowly. "Ah....Haaa...." Peter moaned. He began to go a little faster. Y/N cried tear of joy as Peter kept going. Their bodies began to feel hot as they went on for hours. "Y/N... I-I-I'm c*mming!!" Peter cried. He held onto them tightly as he began reaching his climax. Y/N kept panting as they were at their limit as well. As they climax together, they held each other close. "I love you!" they both said together as they lay beside each other. They were panting as they were both out of breath.

        Y/N laid on their side and Peter did the same. They smile at each other as they pull each other into their embrace. Peter stroke their hair as they began to fall asleep. He sighed as he close his eyes; he carved this memory inside his head.

As it is a beautiful moment to remember.