Peter Parker x Reader

69(Kinktober Day 5)

A/N- All credit goes to the writer on Tumbler

Pairings ---> Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: Too short.

Warnings- SMUT.

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There are few things that Peter is a hundred percent confident on. Sex usually isn't one of them. So it's surprising when Peter was the one to suggest this new position. Laying down flat on your shared bed, trying to convince you that, no, you weren't gonna suffocate him.

"Baby, if I can handle a car to the face I can handle your...um, you."

Peters' lucky he's so cute.

"Way to make a girl feel good." You said, sitting just above his head.

While other people have a smolder or come hither look Peter has a puppy dog look. One so cute that those eyes stare up at you with excitement and almost desperation. Reaching up to take your hands and gently encourage you forward.

As expected, it's awkward at first. Sliding up and onto Peter's face. Then immediately grabbed and pulled down onto his face. It's impossible to say who groaned louder; Peter or yourself. Either way it took a second before you were comfortable to move.

And move you did. Your lower lips were hot and warm against Peter's exploring mouth. Toothless biting into your mound, licking in and in devouring before you could get a chance to breathe.

"O-Okay, that works." You say, taking a few seconds to enjoy the feeing before rolling your hips a bit. Just enough to show your appreciation before leaning forward.

His cock is warm against your lips. Starting off with an appreciative little kiss to his head that has him pausing for just a second. Just long enough for you to take advantage. Licking around the tip, taking in the taste of salt and cum until you couldn't take it anymore.

Peter does a similar swirl around your clit. An almost competition taking place trying to see who can make the other moan the loudest. At the moment you were winning. Especially when you softly cradled his balls at the same time you slid up and down his cock. No matter how desperately Peter tried to focus on you he was lost in your mouth. Jerking his hips upwards towards your mouth. If you weren't ready you would be choking.

"Taking a break, Peter?" You teased, using your drool to properly lune his cock and jerking him slower.

"It's not on...fuck..." Peter mumbles. Open mouth moaning, hips pressing higher until you couldn't take him any further.

With stamina to spare Peter wasn't about to cum before you.

His fingers are long and nimble. Exploring where his younger had been. Slowly, lightly, between your lips. Over and around your clit. Sliding your pearl back and forth as his tongue followed quickly behind. Continuing to do so to hear your moans over the sound of your mouth doing it's best. Only then did two of his fingers slide into your entrance. He goes slow at first. Sliding in with slow movements, as if to see how far he could go before you became just as desperate as he.

"Close, Peter, close..." you promised. Heat from your core growing with your words.

That encouraged Peter. His tongue going faster, his fingers going deeper, your hips rolling to try and match with his pace. Poor Peter's cock was almost completely ignored; only getting the attention of you me slowly jerking hand that works automatically.

It's almost a surprise when your orgasm starts. Leaking through your body in a warm wave that stops your entire body from working. Only your mouth and hips could seem to move. Thrusting back with your orgasm until you were practically drained.

"Good?" Peter asked from under your thighs.

He likely didn't mean it but it was now apparent that you had failed at your part of the bargain. Peter was still hard in your hand.

A few strokes and your were back on track. Peter planting his feet on the bed to thrust up into your mouth. Ignore the desperate want to gag you continued. Focusing only on keeping your teeth away and your hand loosely on the base of his cock while Peter did most of the work. Your mouth a simple wet hole for him to find pleasure in.

"Fuck, oh fuck!" Was the only warning you got before he came in your mouth.

Semen and spit drips from the side of your mouth. You probably could have swallowed had you enough warning but Peter wasn't about to let that happen. Especially when his loves the sight of your soft smile combined with the little drizzle of himself on your face.

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