Marvel Imagines

Pietro X Reader

You and Pietro were training together today. You both needed to improve your hand to hand combat, or at least according to Steve you did. According to you, you needed to work more on your earthbending, but they didn't feel like shipping you to a remote enough place where you could. So you and Speedy were being trained by Natasha today.

Nat was watching you and Pietro spar at the moment and it was not looking good for you. You almost never were involved in up-close fighting, it usually happened at a distance. This is why you were getting your ass handed to you, repeatedly.

BAM! You hit the mat.

BAM! You hit the mat.

BAM! You hit the mat.

"Come on Princessa. You need to at least put up more of a challenge." He teased you. You glared at him and caught Nat's eye out of the corner of yours, you saw her smirk and knew exactly what to do.

"Fine, you want a challenge speedy, you got one." You tell him as you stood up again. You knew one way to beat him. It may come back to haunt you later... But your back was starting to hurt from being slammed onto the mat repeatedly.

Once you stood up you looked him dead in the eyes. He had his smirk on his face. How much you wanted to wipe that stupid smirk off his handsome face. Wait handsome? What ever you'll deal with it later. You had to deal with this first.

He threw the first punch. You grabbed it and twisted his arm behind his back. You don't know what happened next but somehow he got out of it nailed you in the stomach. Punches were thrown and kicks were kicked. He saw you were getting tired and his little smirk came back. You saw it and smiled. You had him right where you wanted him. You grabbed his shirt and kissed him. It wasn't long but when you pulled away his face was confused as hell. You kicked his legs out from under him and he hit the mat.

Ever since that training session Pietro has been really distant from you. You were worried. Whenever you would try to talk to him about it he would run away and you would find yourself staring at a wall. You didn't like it.

Tony was having a party tonight and the Avengers were required to attend. You wore a tight black dress. (You decide the style long-sleeved, strapless, length) You were sitting at the bar alone nursing a cocktail. You had turned down every guy's attempts at you to dance. You were too worried about your friend to want to dance. You felt another presence beside you.

"Look. I don't want to dance. So please just leave me alone." You tell the man.

"I wasn't asking to dance princessa. I just want to talk." A man with a thick sokovian accent told you.

"Pietro." You said surprised. "Why are you sitting with me?"

"Because you are my friend and you looked lonely, no?" He answered with a smile.

"I meant don't you have some girl to dance with. You always seem to have a girl clinging onto your arm." You told him with a slight bitterness you didn't realize you had.

"The only girl I want to dance with is sitting alone at the bar and doesn't want to dance." He tells you. Then he offers you his hand. You take it as he pulls you to the dance floor. He puts a hand on your waist and holds your hand with the other.

"Why have you been so distant recently? I've been worried about you." You tell him not meeting his eyes.

"I've been thinking about a lot of things. I haven't meant to worry you. There were just a lot of things I needed to thing about. I'm sorry." He tells you as he pulls you closer to him. You lay your head on his chest and he rests his chin on top of your head.

"Can I ask what you have been thinking about?" You ask him.

"You." He tells you. You feel your face turn a deep deep red. You looked up at him in awe. He bends down and kisses you. You relax into the kiss and kiss him back. The kiss becomes more intense. His tongue somehow down your throat and his hands roaming your back. You stop and come to the sudden realization of where you are.

"What's wrong princessa?" He asked thinking he went too far.

"I don't think we should continue doing this here. We should probably go somewhere a little more private." You tell him shyly. He smirks at you and picks you up bridal style. Theres a huge blur and you were at his bedroom door with him fumbling with the key. He eventually gets the door open and gets you both inside. He closes the door and turned to you. His lips were on yours faster than you could think. His hands got busy roaming your back and went lower to your ass. He grabbed your ass and you gasped, giving him an opportunity to slip his tongue in your mouth.

Your hands were also busy. They were roaming his stomach and chest. Feeling his muscles through the shirt. You started fiddling with the buttons of his shirt. Button by button his shirt came off and was thrown across the room.

"Not fair." He grumbled before he unzipped your dress and let it fall to the floor. He stopped to look at you completely. You began to blush at him standing there staring at you silently. You began to shift on your feet and your arms moved to cover your chest but he stopped you.

"Princessa, you are more beautiful than I would have ever thought. And at any point in time if you want me to stop I will." He tells you with utter and complete sincerity. "But before we continue, I don't want this to be a one time thing. I love you. You are my best friend but I want so much more than that."

You looked up from the ground at those three words and looked into his blue eyes and saw something you never see with him, vulnerability. Not the smirk. But it looked like his whole world rested on your response.

"Pietro, I love you too." You tell him with a smile. He kisses you again. Not like before, no rush, no neediness, just innocence and sweetness. Just a sweet chaste kiss. You both pull away and you look at him. You get on your tip toes and whisper in his ear. "Now please Pietro, take me. I need you now."

His grip on you tightens as he growls "With pleasure."