Marvel one-shot

🌟Wet Dream - Pietro

You looked up, his soft hair falling in front of his eyes, his voice low as he whispered all the things he'd do to you. Your mouth falling open as your shared feeling of pleasure coursed through you. Your hands gripping at his arms, feeling his muscles tense underneath them as his hips continuously snapped against yours.

"You're mine to ruin" his voice low as his thumb played with your sensitive clit.

"My little pussy, and only mine" he said lowering his lips to your own.

Pietro's POV:

I lay in bed, my back pressed against the headboard as I scrolled through my TikTok comment section. I liked some of the comments, never liking any of those thirsting over me, I smiled as she twitched beside me, obviously dreaming about something. I didn't want to wake her, she seemed so peaceful. My innocent little girl Y/n. She really was, she gets so shy when I try to be kinky. If I'm honest it just turns me on even more.

I rolled my eyes at the comments of random people shipping me with girls or hating on Y/n. News flash: I have a girlfriend, whom I love. I smiled, calming myself when she rolled over her leg hooking over mine. I truly did love this girl; she came into my life when I was in a bad place, and she pulled me out of it. She makes me happy, and Wanda finally has a sister. I like watching her sleep, watching her breathe brings me peace.

"Mmm" I heard a muffled noise escape her mouth making me put my phone down and look at her. I listened closely as quiet moans and whimpers fell from her mouth.

"Baby" I said, my voice quiet as I tried to stir her.

"Shit" she mumbled; the profanity quiet as it left her mouth in the form of a moan. As expected, I felt myself get hard wondering what was in her dream, there being only one way to find out, I woke her up.

"Baby" I shook her a little, acting concerned.

"Y/n wake up" I said.

Y/n's POV:

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum" you moaned, your hands now in his hair.

"Wake up" He moaned. You look up at him confused as he shouted again.

"Y/n wake up."

You opened your eyes, looking at the man beside you who you were sure was laying over you a few seconds ago. You blinked over at him, clamping your thighs together as you felt the wetness of your panties.

"Are you okay?" Pietro asked, his hand running through your hair. You stumbled on your words as you told him that you were fine.

"What were you dreaming about?" he asked, licking his lips as his eyes look at you up and down. You tried to shrink into the bed, anxious by his question as his hand gripped at your thigh.

"You were-um. We were" you were trying to form a sentence as you felt his hand snake up your thigh, ever so close to your panties.

"If you tell me, then we could make it happen" he said, his voice soft as his face hovered close to yours.

You were speechless, your words failing to form in your mouth as he smiled devilishly at you. Your breathing became shaky as his fingers played with your clit through your panties, a smile forming on his face as he realized how wet you were.

"It seemed like you enjoyed it" he smirked, pushing the hair out of your face with his spare hand.

You nodded your head weakly, letting him know he was correct. You did enjoy it, you loved him, you just got nervous. You giggled, a soft blush appearing on your cheeks when Pietro pulled you onto his lap, his obvious bulge sitting under your lap.