Peter Maximoff X Reader

Splish Splash (Peter Maximoff X Reader)

Authors Note: This story contains a slightly more mature subject than the other stories I have written but nothing too major.

⚠️ Warning ⚠️ : nudity and sexual undertones

"Y/n is everything alright?" Jean asked in a somber voice. "It's just I have never gone this long without seeing Peter and it feels odd," Y/n confessed. Peter, Jubilee, and Kurt went to help at a mutant summer camp in Canada because they tended to be the best with little kids. "I am just so used to that grin, his hyper rants, and not to mention his pranks," Y/n admitted with a smile. "You know I didn't know any better. I'd say you had a crush on him ," Jean giggled knowing very well that Y/n did. "I do not!" Y/n blurted out. "Mhm yeah okay," Jean quipped with a sassy smirk on her face.

"How about you and I go to the mall so we can get your mind distracted from Peter?" Jean inquired. "Okay!" Y/n screamed with glee as Jean grabbed her purse and put on her shoes. They got in the car and took off to the mall together. Meanwhile back at the mansion Peter, Jubilee, and Kurt have just gotten back from the mutant summer camp. Peter rushed up to Y/n's room and knocked on her door with glee. "Oh, Y/n?" Peter smiled. "Y/n?" he repeated knocking on the door again. He then proceeded to turn the knob and noticed their door was unlocked and they were nowhere to be found. "Where could they have gone?" Peter wondered aloud.

Back at the mall Jean and Y/n decided to go into Sears. "Oh my gosh, Y/n you would look so good in these jeans!" Jean exclaimed. "I don't know," Y/n quipped. "Oh come on!" Jean cried out and with that, a bunch of clothes wound up in Jean's hands. "I probably should have grabbed a basket," Jean remarked. "Why do I need all of these clothes?" Y/n asked. "Hey, some of these are for me okay," Jean giggled. She placed the clothes on the counter and the cashier started to scan the clothes. "I bet you Peter would like this outfit," Jean said pulling out a nice black leather jacket, jeans, and grey shirt combo from the already scanned clothes.

"I thought this was supposed to get me distracted from Peter?" Y/n recalled. "Alright fine I think you would look good in them coming from a friend's perspective so just please try it!" Jean begged. "Alright, but you owe me," Y/n chirped as they went into the changing room. "That will be $490," The cashier proclaimed. "Oh shoot I didn't realize I spent that much," Jean remarked as she pulled out her credit card. "I hate to say it but I actually kind of like it," Y/n stated as they walked out in the outfit. "Dang look at you! You look amazing!" Jean exclaimed putting her credit card back in her purse.

"Thanks," Y/n replied. "I might need you to pay for food though because I just spent $490," Jean acknowledged. "Jean!" Y/n yelped. "Sorry, but it was worth it!" Jean noted. "Come on let's go get some food," Y/n laughed as they took off to the food court.

Meanwhile, Peter was plotting how he was going to surprise Y/n when she got back. "Peter you shouldn't be in Y/n's room without their permission," Kurt quipped in his thick German accent. "You heard of the phrase finders keepers losers sweepers?" Peter questioned. "Ya?" Kurt replied hesitantly. "Unlocked door equals Peter's score," Peter stated. "You are something else!" Kurt shook his head snickering under his breath as he walked away. "Now where was I? Oh yeah, surprise for Y/n...I got it!" Peter declared.

Jean and Y/n arrived back at the mansion after a long fun day. "Thank you Jean for everything!" Y/n waved goodbye. "Thank you for the food!" Jean waved back. "No problem have a good night!" Y/n responded. "You too!" Jean replied as they parted ways. Y/n headed up to her room to notice her door was open. "Oh crap I forgot to lock my door!" Y/n cried out as they set their stuff on the bed. All of a sudden the sounds of a bathtub running could be heard off in the distance. "Hello? Who is here?" Y/n's voice wavered. Y/n opened the bathroom door slowly. "I'm coming in!" Y/n acknowledged as they entered the bathroom. They peered in the tub and gasped.

"Surprise! Care to join me?... Wow you look amazing!" Peter noted, sitting in the tub fully nude. His Brown eyes glistened as he glanced at Y/n and a smile was plastered on his face. Y/n's cheeks turned a shade of bright pink. "I-Uh Peter, what are you doing in my bathroom and not to mention naked?" Y/n wondered. "Well, I am pretty dirty. We played kickball on the last day of camp and I slid quite a few times," Peter mentioned. Y/n looked at his knees and saw the scraps and then glanced at his face to see a little bit of dirt on his right cheek and forehead. "I also thought you hadn't seen me
in a couple of months, so I thought why not give you a way to remember me coming home?" Peter grinned which caused Y/n's knees to buckle.

"Well, I am certainly going to remember this," Y/n noted causing the two of them to laugh. "As much as I love those clothes on you. Care to join me?" Peter repeated. Y/n nodded as they slowly began to rid of their clothes. "Oh my!" Peter's eyes widened. "I'm not that good-looking," Y/n acknowledged as they stepped into the tub. "Lies! Lies you tell me!" Peter yelled out in a silly manner. Y/n laughed and looked into his eyes. "I love you!" Y/n exclaimed. "I know," Peter remarked. Peter pulled Y/n in by the waist and leaned in kissing them so slowly and passionately. "Will you be mine?" Peter inquired. "Yes, a thousand times yes!" Y/n smiled. "I'm in a relationship!" Peter cried out. Y/n laughed aloud as they pulled him in for another kiss fiddling with his silver locks. "You have no clue how long I have waited for this Maximoff," Y/n mentioned. "Believe me I know," Peter replied as he sped out of the tub and returned with Y/n's diary. "Peter Maximoff where did you find that?" Y/n inquired knowing they had lost it a couple of months ago. "Finders keepers losers weepers. Besides a man never tells his secrets," Peter quipped. "You are something else!" Y/n exclaimed. "But now I am your something else," Peter grinned. "Gosh, you are so cheesy!" Y/n remarked. "You love it though," Peter quipped. "Yeah yeah I do," Y/n sighed in defeat. Peter leaned in and kissed Y/n before helping them out of the tub and wrapping a towel around them. "But you didn't even get the dirt rinsed off?" Y/n noted. "I'm not worried about that right now," Peter smirked as he sped off with Y/n into the bedroom.