Peter Parker | Oneshots

Flashback (T.H)

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong/explicit language, swearing, oral sex, fingering, teasing, begging, hair pulling, rough sex, praise kink, unprotected sex, some fluff at end - it gets right into the dirty details

POV - You read Peter's mind because he won't  tell you what he keeps thinking about, when you do you are reminded of the time spent together the night before.

Peter Parker is set for: Tom Holland Spider-Man

This is written in second/third POV

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Peter walks up to the room you're in and leans against the door frame, "Whatcha doin'?" He asks crossing his arms. You are zoned out into your reading. He smiles, "Hey, you." He says knocking on the wall.

You look up from your book, "Oh hey, Pete. What's up?"

He smiles big, "Oh nothing, just came by to see what you're doing.."

He continues to smile big at you. You give him a weird look, "Are you okay?" You ask swinging your legs off the couch, "You have this weird thing going on with your face." You point to your own face and smirk.

He bites his lip and smirks, "I'm fine." He chuckles, "Are you okay?"

You give him a confused look, "Uh, yeah.. I'm just reading.."

He shakes his head, "Not what I mean, love.." he steps in the room and looks around, "I mean from.." He smiles and shakes his head looking down, "Nothing."

You tilt your head, "What are you thinking about, Parker?"

He looks up and shrugs slightly, "Why don't you read my mind and find out." He winks and sits down on the couch, "I know you want to." He whispers taking your book from your lap and inspecting it.

You nod and lean back into the arm rest of the couch, "Alright, Spidey. Let's see what you're hiding.."

-.-.-.-.-

Peter immediately pushes you up against the wall, grabbing the door and slamming it shut in the process, "I can't wait to taste you." He groans lowly,

"Been thinking about it all night."

He spins you around and shrugs his jacket and shirt off, leaving a trail of clothes behind you both as he walks you to the bed, never disconnecting the kiss once.

You feel your knees touch the bed and you sit down, Peter coming right down on top of you. He slides his hands down your body, grabbing the hem of your dress,

"Take this off, I want to see all of you."

You nod and slip the dress down, revealing your bra-less chest. He leans back and bites his lip with a smirk, "So fucking pretty."

You kick the dress off and pull him in to you, crashing your lips to his. "Mm, Peter.. please.." you whimper grabbing at his belt. He grabs your hands and pins then down beside you,

"Ah, Ah. I said I wanted to taste you.." he kisses down your neck, "And I haven't got to do that yet."

You whine and look down at him as he kisses between your boobs, then taking your right nipple in his mouth - biting, flicking and swirling his tongue around it as he kneads the other with his hand.

You tilt your head back, a fuzzy feeling fills your head, "Oh, Peter.." you whimper grabbing at the bed sheets, "Please.." you whine reaching up to his hair.

"Tell me, baby." He says before taking your opposite nipple in his mouth, giving that one the same treatment as the other.

You whimper and gasp as he bites a little harder, "tell me, Y/N.." he slowly kisses all over your stomach and back up your chest,