Tom Holland and Peter Parker one-shots 3.0

First night *SMUT* (Peter Parker)

Requested by buckybarnescvmslvt: Peter is a virgin, Y/N isn't, and Y/N doesn't know that Peter's never had sex. He gets so nervous that Y/N ends up thinking that he doesn't want to have sex with her. He explains why he's so nervous, and they have a cute moment before finally having sex for the first time.

I sat in the university's library, my fingers typing away at my laptop as I worked.

"Hey, babe." I looked up as Peter walked towards me.

"Hey, you okay?" I asked my boyfriend of three months as he leant down and kissed my lips before sitting down next to me.

"I'm better now that I'm with you." He smiled.

"Even though we're here to study?" I teased.

"Even though we're here to study." He nodded, making me chuckle and shake my head as I leant in and kissed him again. Peter and I had met four months ago, when we both started studying computer science at CalTech. I had noticed the shy and yet extremely attractive boy in one of our first lectures, and hadn't stopped noticing him since. I had caught his eye too, the boy nervously but adorably asking me out after a month of us talking. We had been dating for three months now, and were going increasingly strong. But there was one thing that had started to worry me a month or so ago. And that was that we hadn't had sex yet, or done anything other than kiss. We were both nineteen and had both had past relationships as far as I was aware, and so it was starting to concern me that Peter never came onto me or made a move when we would start to kiss. Though, of course I didn't want to pressure him, and so I had no idea how to bring it up. Right now, I just hoped that it wasn't an issue with him finding me sexually attractive, because that that was what it looked like right now. I bit my lip and looked at Peter.

"Do you want to come over for a movie after we're finished studying? We haven't had just a cuddling date in a while." I shook my head, though I was very hopeful that today, we could finally push it past casual cuddling and kissing.

"Sure, sounds perfect, babe." He nodded.

"Awesome." I smiled, making him return it as he leant in and kissed me.

Peter and I lay on his bed, my head and hand on his chest and both of our eyes on the laptop that sat on his bed next to him as we watched the movie. As much as I loved just lying on Peter and cuddling with him, I wanted more. And so, I was going to try and get us there. I bit my lip and looked up at the boy, making him return the glance.

"You okay, angel?" He checked.

"Yeah. I'm great." I nodded before leaning up and gently kissing him. He returned it, his hand lowering to cup my face as I also held his cheek. I smiled into it, making Peter smirk as he deepened the kiss and I straddled him, my body now sat on his lap as we started to make out. I curled my hands around his neck to pull him closer, his hands gripping my waist tightly as our lips moulded together, and our tongues fought for dominance. I broke the kiss and moved my lips down to Peter's neck, a quiet moan leaving his lips at the feeling of me starting to kiss his neck as his hands moved to close the laptop and put it on his bedside table so that we wouldn't accidentally knock it off of the bed.

"B-babe, wait, stop, stop." He gulped. I sighed, disappointment starting to fill me as I pulled away from his neck, but stayed on his lap as I looked at him.

"I want you, Pete." I sighed again in exacerbation.

"I-I want you too, angel, I-I just..." He gulped and shook his head as he looked down. My eyebrows furrowed, confusion filling my head at how he was reacting. For the first time, it felt like something deeper was going on here than just Peter potentially not finding me sexually attractive. Something else was wrong here.