𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤

Sneaking Around*

Parings → Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings → Smut, Swearing, Hotel Room Shenanigans, Getting Caught

Summary →During a school trip, you and Peter sneak into your hotel room for a heated night...only to be caught by MJ.

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The bus ride to the hotel had been long and filled with the usual decathlon team antics. Peter sat with Ned, throwing occasional glances your way, while MJ sat beside you, nose buried in yet another novel. The two of you shared quiet conversation during the ride, but it was clear Peter was itching to get closer to you.

When the team finally arrived at the hotel, Mr. Harrington clapped his hands to get everyone’s attention. “Alright, listen up! Rooms are assigned—two students per room. No swapping! And remember, curfew is at 10 p.m. sharp. I don’t want to hear a single peep after that, understood?”

The team groaned collectively but nodded.

You and MJ were assigned a room together, while Peter and Ned shared one a few doors down the hall. It felt torturous knowing you’d have to stay apart from your boyfriend, especially with no other opportunities to spend time alone on this trip.

As you settled into the room, MJ unpacked her bag, her usual stack of books taking up one side of the nightstand.

“Do you ever go anywhere without your entire personal library?” You teased, flopping onto one of the beds.

“I could ask you the same about your sarcasm,” MJ quipped, smirking.

“Fair,” you admitted.

After a moment of silence, she threw her bag over her shoulder. “I’m heading to the library downstairs. Probably won’t be back until late. Don’t wait up.”

Your heart skipped a beat. “How late are we talking?”

"Probably until they kick me out," she shrugged, eyeing you suspiciously as she grabbed her bag. “Why? Planning to do something you’re not supposed to?”

You feigned innocence, shrugging. “No, just curious.”

She squinted at you for a moment before shaking her head. “Right. Well, don’t set the place on fire while I’m gone.”

As soon as the door shut behind her, you grabbed your phone and texted Peter.

"MJ's gone for the night. Come over."

You barely had time to catch your breath before your phone buzzed with his reply.

"Be there in 2 minutes. 😏"

It wasn’t long before a soft knock sounded at the door. You opened it to find Peter standing there, his hair slightly messy and an eager grin on his face.

“You’re fast,” you teased, stepping aside to let him in.

“Are you kidding?” He said, closing the door behind him. “I’ve been waiting for this since the bus ride.”

He dropped his backpack on the floor and stepped closer, his hands immediately finding your waist. “Do you know how hard it is to act normal around you when all I want to do is kiss you?”

You smiled, sliding your hands up his chest. “I might have an idea.”

He kissed you then, slow and deep, his hands pulling you closer until there was no space left between you. The kiss quickly became heated, and soon, he was guiding you toward the bed.

“Peter,” you murmured as you fell back onto the mattress, “what if someone hears us?”

“They won’t,” he assured you, his voice husky. “We’ll be quiet. I promise.”