Flowers trapped in the web

Chapter 24

"so, what are we doing?" Peter asked as I swung our hands down the high street.

"you'll see when we get there" he pulled a face and I laughed. "relax, it'll be fun"

His face soon lit up as he saw us approaching a pretty popular store, the Funko Pop shop.

"are we making each other?" he asked excitedly.

"maybe" I couldn't help the grin that spread across my face at his enthusiasm. We waited in the queue until we were finally allowed in the store, and we got our own machines and began making each other. It was a lot of fun, and they even had a lightsabre on the accessories tab, which was perfect, I dressed Peters funko in a top with a checked shirt and blue jeans with trainers, freckles. It was pretty good if I say so myself.

"how you getting on?" I asked once I sent mine off, going to peek at Peter's but he blocked the screen with his body.

"it's a surprise" he complained, and I backed off, leaning next to him but I couldn't see his screen.

"I'm excited to see this now" we made our way to the till; this date was on me, and I made sure he didn't even think about pulling out his wallet. He knew I hated when he paid for things as much as he hated when I paid so we agreed to alternate ever other time we went out to keep things fair, we did one big date night every 3 months to keep things fresh, seeing as we were almost out of high school now and he would be going to MIT, fingers crossed, we wanted to make the most of our time together.

I paid for our custom Funko's, and we decided to open them back at his.

Peter whipped off his top as we stood in an alley, shoving it into his bag along with his jeans, leaving him in his spandex.

"I told you; you look good in red" I teased, and he scowled.

"that's not funny, I don't remember a lot of that night"

"well, I've got plenty of videos to jog your memory" he webbed my waist, spinning me into his arms in one fluid motion and I rested my hands on his chest.

"Don't start Greene or I'll leave you here" his voice was semi-serious, and I tilted my head, my eyes caught in his.

"You don't fancy coming upstairs, hm, pretty boy?" the red of his cheeks darkened dramatically and I smiled. "I'm just playing, you were very sweet."

"I hope so" he pushed his fingerless gloved hand through my hair before kissing me. I could stay like this forever.

My hand came up to his neck as things heated up, our lips bruising under the pressure and my back hit the brick wall with a gasp, his hands hiking my legs up around his waist before they caressed my thighs.

We were not going to have sex in an alley. We were not going to have sex in an alley.

"You drive me mad; you know that?" he muttered against my smirking lips.

"and what is it you think that you do to me?" I retorted, not having time to be amused as he pressed his body against mine, our lower regions dangerously close through our clothes and I had to stop myself from moaning out loud as I felt his toned abs pressing against me. "Peter" I groaned as he kissed down my neck, teeth grazing me, and my head fell back against the stone.

"I fucking love when you say my name"

"we're gonna get caught" my hands ran down his shoulders to his forearms desperately.

"Then let's go back to mine" he persuaded, his fingers moving under my shirt slowly.

"May?"

"not home for a few more hours"

Fuck I was so turned on already, my chest heaving with every breath.

"Let's go" I could feel his smile and he pulled back, searching my flushed face.

"if you change your mind on the way, there's no pressure"

"okay" he began babbling and I kissed him again, shutting him up. "okay" I repeated, making sure he was listening to me this time. His eyes flickered between mine before his mask went up and I scooped up our bags, shoving his backpack onto my back with my shoulder bag, holding the carrier in my hand.

We made it back to his in-record time, practically falling through the window before his suit disappeared and I pulled down the blind, just in case.