Tom Holland/Peter Parker

Into you (Side to side) 02 P.P

Summary: You and Peter work out what happened at the gym in the most sinful way possible... by doing it again. Only this time, you get it right.

Warnings: Sinsinsinsinsin, swearing, oral (both receiving), creepy Flash, idk if there are any warnings that aren't smut related tbh.

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Okay so... You weren't sure what happened that day. Here was this kid, that you have a crush on, yeah, he was a teenage vigilante who could fly on spider webs. That's enough of a shock in of itself. Then this kid starts working with your dad and you find out he's a superhero and that's another wave of holy shit. Then once you just got used to the idea of him being Spider-Man, the unexpected hits. You guys kissed.
Well, he kissed you, and that made it even more unbelievable. Oh, and how could you forget? You probably would have lost your virginity on the gym mat if it weren't for your dad using his high tech babysitter to cockblock you. But since that day, you couldn't look at Peter. Well, I suppose you could, but what explanation would you have for your dad as to why your face is bright red?
"Y/N," your dad nudged you away from your thoughts, "Honey, you hardly touched your dinner, is something wrong?"
"What? No, I-I'm just tired from school and training and whatever. Got a lot on my mind."
He shrugs this off, used to your angst.
But you kept thinking of Peter. His lips on yours, your hands in his hair, the way he laid between your legs. Your arousal grew at the thought of his lips sneaking down to your jaw, your neck, your shoulder. You thought of his teeth against your shoulder and his hands down your bare waist and into your leggings.
You shake your head to clear your mind. After you finish your dinner, you go up to your room and hit shuffle on your playlist. A love song streams through your earbuds. You groan. You groan even louder when your music pauses when you get a text. You check your screen and see the last name you wanted to see:
Peter-Fucking-Parker.

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Underoos: Hey
You: Howdy
Underoos: So uh... are we gonna talk about that thing?
You: There's nothing to talk about dude. It was a kiss. It meant nothing, right?
Underoos: Yeah, sure. It doesn't have to mean anything if you don't want it to...
You: I lowkey want it to tho...
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Before you could stop yourself, you hit send. When you got no reply, you mentally kicked yourself. So you sat there and resumed your music.
You thought about the lyrics. There's no doubt you wanted to get closer to Peter. You wanted to be more than friends, but did he? He was a great guy, undeniably sexy, but did he think the same of you? Were you just his best friend or someone he could be with? I mean, after the way he kissed you, he had to feel something. Literally anything. Whether it be a heat of the moment thing or actual feelings, it was something. You just didn't want it to be.
You had liked him for a while. You think back to freshman year. 5th-period algebra. You'd never went to a public school before, but you insisted that your dad let you go. Peter walked in late and asked to borrow a pencil. You were barely paying attention to who sat in front of you, but when you looked up and saw him, you were immediately glad that you decided to go to public school. The guys in your old school were bland and you could hear the ego dripping in their voice like money from their trust fund.
But Peter was different. He smiled sweetly and offered you a seat at the lunch table on your first day. He and you got along instantly. You bonded with him and Ned over Star Wars and Lord of the Rings. During a heated debate between the Hogwarts houses of the Star Wars characters, a small and annoyed voice murmured over to us.
"You guys are dorks."
In front of you was Michelle, who you must note is fucking awesome. She was always sarcastic and bitchy but you could tell she cared about the boys she called losers. She was smart and nice once you got to know her. She became your best girl friend at your new school.
Of course, despite the crowd, you hung out with, asshole jocks and bitchy cheerleaders still wanted to be your friends. If you had to pinpoint the moment you fell in love with Peter, it would have to be when he stood up to Flash.