Peter Parker Imagines

Victoria's Secret | Peter x OC

Word Count: 850

Warnings: None

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Since today was a teacher only day for Midtown, I was spending the day with Peter. We were out at the moment, browsing the many shops around Manhattan since we'd taken a taxi over from Queens. So far we'd managed to find an Empire Strikes Back poster for Peter, and I'd picked up a cute Pop Vinyl of the Niffler from the new Harry Potter movie. (I know it's Fantastic Beasts haha please don't kill me) From across the street, I spotted one shop I'd been dying to go to for a while now.

"Oh! Peter, can you please, please come with me to Victoria's Secret?" Peter had been drinking from his bottle of water, and I'd caused him to choke. "Agh-I'm sorry- *cough* you want me to what?" Patting him on the back, I held back a laugh. "I want you to come with me to Victoria's Secret. I mean, I'm buying a bra for myself, but I'd at least like your opinion." Peter's cheeks were going red, but he nodded anyway. "Okay. Whatever you want." We waited at the crossing, and I could see Peter was shifting around nervously as we waited for the little green man to appear so we could cross the zebra crossing.

Having crossed over to the other side of the street, Victoria's Secret came ever closer. I could see cute bras in the window, and got more excited with every step closer. I hadn't bought a new bra since like, last year. And this time my mom said I could get whatever I liked! "C'mon Peter," Several woman in the store giggled as I dragged Peter inside the store. I think it was because he was blushing like a tomato. "Alright, what do you think is better?" I hunted through the racks, coming up with a cute light pink bra, and a lacy black bra. Peter, holding his large rolled up poster and a bag of snacks from a hole in the wall cafe, stammered quietly.

"Uh, I, well," He couldn't seem to come up with an answer, and I deduced that it was probably the stares from the rest of the women in the store that were making him nervous. "Hey, come on. I'll try them on, then you can make a decision." I dragged Peter to the back of the store, where secluded dressing rooms were. They were walled off, specifically designed for those who brought their significant other in to help them find the right lingerie. And I mean, I was going to be the one wearing it, but Peter should at least like it in case he decides to go down on me without any warning. "Sit down, I'll be out in a sec."

Peter slowly sat down on the leather couch, placing his things beside him. I quickly changed out of my long sleeve shirt, replacing my regular black cotton bra with the light pink one. It had little details around the edges, like frills. "You ready Peter?" I heard an affirming mumble from the other side of my stall, so I came out in the pink bra. Peter's face broke out in a smile, and as I did a 360, it escalated into soft giggling. "What is it?" I turned back to face Peter, confused. He pointed to the bra, barely containing his giggles. "It has writing on the back." Like an idiot, I tried to read it by craning my neck rather than using the mirror.

"What does it say??" Peter giggled again. "It says, Daddy owns me." He burst out in louder giggles, making me roll my eyes. Of course he would find it funny. "Peter, be serious," I whined, wanting his honest opinion. After Peter's giggles had subsided, he wiped the tiny tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes. "Sorry. I think it's cute. You look cute in it." That's what I was aiming for. "Good! Okay, I'll try the other one on now." I went back into my stall, changing out of the pink bra and into the lacy black bra. It was a snug fit, and I didn't want to brag, but I looked damn fine.

"I'm coming out now, Pete." Peter was sitting up and waiting for me when I walked out. It was funny to watch his eyes go wide and his mouth drop open. "Wow. You look," He seemed lost for the right word, and as I crossed my arms over my chest, he jumped to his feet. "You look gorgeous! Absolutely gorgeous." While the lacy bra was more of a sexy look, it was hella comfortable. But so was the pink one... and if I got to tease Peter with the words on the back, then why shouldn't I get both? I need to treat myself sometimes, dammit! "Alright, I'll get both." A bright smile came to Peter's face as I went back into the stall for the last time so I could change back into my clothes.

He followed me out to the front counter where I bought both bras. As we were exiting the store, Peter spoke softly. "I'm looking forward to seeing the lacy one next time I undress you."

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