Marvel smut/imagines

Peter parker- First time (pt 2)

(Virgin smut, smut, spice. Make sure to read pt 1 first.)

"Hey y/n can I talk to you for just a sec?"

She smiled kindly at his approach, saying a small goodbye to Thor, her new friend. He carefully weaves out of the room, anxiety building in his stomach,

What if she said no?

What if Natasha was wrong?

Finally they reached the luxurious hallway.

"You ok, love?" She ruffled his hair and tilted her head softly, questioning his anxiety.

"Fuck it."

He slammed her against the wall, diving into her mouth, a small yelp emerging from the woman. She grinned as his tongue politely gains access. If he was ready for this she would go for it, she grasped the back of his hair, yanking him closer and dominating harshly. She flipped around and placed her leg between his, rubbing against his dick promptly.

A small moan filled her mouth, he had never experienced such pleasure. She brushed back his hair, yanking as she shoved him into her lips, wanting more. They moved almost drunkenly, his elbow quickly punching the up button as they scrambled through the open doors.

"God Peter."

He moaned softly as she rubbed her leg harder, traveling her lips down his neck. They trapeze through the long hallway of rooms quickly reaching his.

She threw open the door, chucking him into the bed as she commanded Jarvis to lock the doors and windows, speaking that only Her and Peter should be able to open them.

"My apologies Ms. l/n but you don't have clearance too reprimand such actions."
She rolled her eyes as she took off her dress, creating a fabric lock on the door, impossible to open unless burned through.

Peter started mesmerized at her in the red lace, her breasts and butt bouncing as she created the knot.

"Sorry to keep you waiting darling."

He squirmed as she said the words, feeling her body weight on the mattress as she crawled seductively to his flustered face.

He wasn't expecting her to be so... experienced.
She folded her bare legs over his hips, straddling him as she slowly traced his chest, occasionally placing a kiss upon the ivory silk.

Slowly her fingertips glided across the hem of the fabric, fondling it softly.

"Y/n I... Ive never done this before."

She looked up from his abs, kisses still fiery against his skin.

"Your a virgin?"

Shivering at the cold as she sat upon his hips, a straddle as she stared into his eyes with compassion.

"Yeah. And I totally understand if you don't want to do this anymore..."

"Peter, I couldn't care less. Sit back and let me please you."

His moan filled the room as she unbuttoned his pants quickly. He stared at her, trying not to stare at her peachy breasts, held by red.

"You can touch."

He looked up at her words, his eyes having gotten lost.

"P-Pardon?"

She grinned, reaching around to her back, in grasping the small gold clasp. He watched mesmerized, trying to remember how she did that for future reference.

She grasped his muscular hands, pulling them softly to her chest, groaning as he squeezed.

"I'm sorry did I.."

"No, don't stop."

His eyes widened at her deep voice, subtle lust revealed. He massages more, enjoying her quickening breaths as his hands moved.

Pants are finally stripped off, as well as his creamy shirt and tie. She let her fingers trail carefully, stroking his member as she looked into his almond eyes.

"Ohhhh."

She smiles at his reaction finding the top of his boxers.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

He sent a quick yes signifying a tearing off of his boxers. Her eyebrows raised at his large size, almost concerned at weather or not he would fit.
Slowly she lined up, looking up into his eyes as she sank down half way.

His head whipped back, a deep moan emerging from his chest. She gripped the sheets tightly, shocked at how much he was filling her up.

"You ok?"

He nodded at this, squirming slightly. She slowly sunk down further, loving his breathy wails that surrounded the rooms. She picked up his hands, placing both on her hips she pulled out half way as she groaned, feeling his fingers demand her going down again.

"Y/n, fuck, ohh."

She pulled out fully this time, thrusting in suddenly, both of them letting out delight filled sounds. This repeated, that is until she felt the midst of her stomach curling. Begging for release.

"Baby, I'm close."

He nodded desperately, groaning as she slowed, leading his hands up to grasp her perky breasts.

"Me too darling."

She mumbled something pleasure filled as he yanked her down on his cock, feeling him twitch slightly against her G-spot.

"Release with me Sweetheart."

He bobbed his head with desperation.

"Three."

She rose up again, moving one of his hands back to massage her breasts.

"Two."

He caught sight of her, sweat dripping down her brow, hair sticking to her temple, chest bobbing with every thrust.

"One."

She slammed into him, screaming as she released and felt him spread within her.

"Oh Peter!"

He let out an in earthly moan as she rode out the white light that came as she felt herself drip down her legs.

Slowly she removed herself, watching as he stood, grabbing a towel from the bathroom and returning to clean her up.

She happily accepted the help, his gentle hands wiping up her pussy softly.

After tossing the towel into the hamper he crawled into the bed, wrapping his arms around her waist, burying his nose into her chests, his messy hair twiddled.

"Thank you my sweet boy."

He smiled against her skin, gifting a small kiss to her porcelain.

That's where they slept, caressed by carefully woven Italian fabrics as she twirled knotted chocolate curls. The moon blessing their naked skin and the very messy room. Gifting a good sleep for the wakening from one very, very angry Stark

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I LOVE THIS ONE AAAAAAHHHH
I have gotten so much love on my Bucky Barnes targeted stories that I'm trying to incorporate some other ones.
Can someone tell me how polynomials relate to triangles?
(I have an exam tmr)
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