Tom Holland/ Peter Parker Imagines💓

Five More Minutes// Peter Parker

Warning: Serious fluff coming your way!!!

'I can still drop out and become a stripper right?' You thought to yourself as you looked at the massive piles of homework and studying materials you had on your desk. Finals week was an absolute bitch.

"Hey babe I'm home." Peter called from the front door.

"Hey quick question." You say as you walk towards the front of your apartment to greet your boyfriend.

"Oh no." He jokes, earning a glare from you as you came into his view.

"Would you still love me if I dropped out of collegeandbecameastripper?" You choked the last part out and squinted your eyes closed.

You got no response, only hysterical laughter as you open your eyes to see Peter on the floor, laughing his ass off.

"Not funny Spiderboy." You step over him and open the fridge, taking out a bottle of water.

"So...very...f.funny" He gasped out in between fits of laughter. You just jab your foot into the ticklish part of his side, making him laugh even more. You started laughing too, collapsing down with him until you were both rolling on the floor, trying to tickle each other and breathe at the same time.

"Where did that come from?" He inquired when he finally composed himself again.

"Finals are just being a bitch, as usual. Can't wait for them to be over. And strippers make a lot of money." You lean your head against the cabinets.

"Need a distraction?" He pulls himself off the floor and offers his hand to you, pulling you up as well.

"I need five minutes without any thought of school or tests." You half-heartedly joke.

Peter looks at you and he crosses the narrow space in your kitchen to grab both your hips in his hands. He pulls you flush against his body and kisses you. Your hands automatically find the back of his neck as you pull him closer, deepening the kiss.

Peter runs his tongue lightly along your bottom lip, begging for permission. You smile against his lips. You allow him access and your tongues battle for dominance, his finally winning as his hands slide down to your ass and lift you onto the counter. One of your hands intertwines itself in Peter's dark curls as the other slips under his shirt and runs up and down his toned body. You hear Peter softly moan as your hand continues tracing patterns up and down his muscular stomach and chest.

Peter breaks the kiss and starts nipping and sucking at the soft skin on your neck. You can't help the soft moans that escape your mouth as he finds your sweet spot right below your ear. His mouth leaves a soft trail of kisses down your neck to the valley between your breasts. Your moans become a little louder as he leaves a hickey just below your collarbone.

Trying to get closer to you, Peter pushes you back just a little farther on the countertop. You smack the back of your head on the cabinet corner and accidentally bite down on Peter's lip.

"Shit." You both laugh, you rubbing the back of your head and him dabbing at the tiny blood drop on his lip.

"Well that was five almost perfect minutes, stress-free." Peter jokes, kissing you lightly on the lips. "Call me when you need five more." He strolls down the hall to your bedroom.

You bite back a smile as you pull your phone out and instinctually dial his number.

"May I help you?" He answers. You can hear the smile in his voice so clearly you can picture it.

"I think I need five more. You up for it?"
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Short, sweet and fluffy as hell. Hope you guys enjoy!
-B