✵ Pairing Peter Parker x fem!reader Established relationship She/Her pronouns
✵ Summary You and your boyfriend, Peter, cuddle in his bed after school. Soft Peter.
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Warm arms surround my body, holding me close. Bliss is the only feeling in my mind, and I want to stay here forever.
"Do you know how beautiful you are?" Peter asks me, pulling my clothed back closer to his chest. He runs his fingers through my locks, while my hands fidget with the string on his black t-shirt.
It's moments like these that keep me moving and looking forward to the next day. Peter and I arrived home from school, deciding to cuddle at his apartment; taking a break from society.
"How beautiful am I?" My boyfriend looks down at me from his position on the bottom bunk bed, fingers still in my hair. I witness him as my head moves to look at Peter.
I move my body so I'm sitting next to him, looking at my boyfriend face first. Giggling, I say "What are you staring at?"
Warm lips abruptly touch mine in a kiss. I kiss back almost immediately, feeling entranced.
A hand lands on my cheekbone, thumb rubbing up and down, while my fingers glide across his fluffy chocolate brown hair. His other hand lands on my thigh, squeezing slightly. The kiss is full of passion and love for one another.
The hand on my thigh travels up to lift my shirt, fingertips brushing the skin. My hands move to the shoulders, then back— arms slipping under the collar of fabric.
"Mm, I love you," I mumble with lips still touching his and eyes still closed.
He kisses me again, harder with adoration. He pulls my hips, tugging for me to then straddle his lap. He wears a pair of sweatpants with boxers underneath.
My elbows rest on my boyfriend's shoulders, while his hands are feeling my entire being. Up and down my hips, to my cheeks, to my hair, my ass, my arms.
I pull away, looking in the boys eyes.
"I love you more than you'll ever know." Peter states, never breaking eye contact. We lean in again, heat radiating from our skin while lips touch once more.
Soft and gentle, Peter loves me throughout the day, us falling asleep after an afternoon of pleasure. He holds me, quiet snores come from his mouth while I glide my hands across his now bare stomach. I drift off into a slumber. The love of my life and only person I want to grow old with, safely keeping me close.
When I met this boy in 6th grade, my mind never thought I would ever date him. Young and innocent, we danced at every homecoming and formal. Now, almost ten years later, we are in a committed relationship.
There is no one I would rather be with than my Peter Parker.
✵ Arina Speaks This is such a short imagine so don't mind that. Do something that makes you happy today! Not Edited.
