Tom Holland/ Peter Parker x Reader

Sneaking (Peter x reader)

originally written by camerons-y on Tumblr

Warnings: Smut, oral, male and female receiving, sensual images, tony being annoying, swearing : ) 

Currently trying to get my tan under control was a working progress. It was sunny outside, making my plans to go from pale to tawny into play. I was tired of the press always bashing me on how I look like I was born albino. It's simply not my fault that I am kept in the stark tower twenty four seven by the order of my crazy ass father so to stop all the constant talking, I decided to lay by the pool that the Stark tower consisted of, in my baby blue two piece bathing suit.

I heaved a sigh, loving the relaxation that I was finally getting. If I had known the Stark tower had a pool, I would've came here long before then. I could get away from the hectic talks, my annoying over protective father and basically this lame ass excuse of a kind world.

Just relax. I do as my mind tells me. As I am about to go into full relaxation mode I heard a loud scream.

"Geronimo!" Before I get the chance to see where it came from, a splash occurs in the pool feet away from me. In the process, water gets all over me, drenching me.

I sit up, exasperated, then turn to see the idiot who caused this, ready to yell. A small round head comes from under the water. Of course, it's the one and only Peter Parker. My anger dies down, for I can never be mad at him. The sweet, funny, cute, and insanely hot Peter Parker was my one and only weakness.

"Real smart. You know you could've been injured, Parker?" I said. "I'm assuming you jumped from the fourth floor."

He shrugged. "Are you forgetting I am the incredible spider man baby?"

My heart leaps at the name he calls me. I love it when he calls me baby, it's such a turn on.

"Right, but it doesn't change the fact that you still make the most dumbest decisions." And with that I turn on my heel to get my towel so I can dry up. When I glance behind me to laugh, he's staring at my ass with his bottom lip in between his teeth.

Quickly he looks away, glancing at something else.

"Oh my gosh, Peter Parker, were you just looking at my butt?" I tease. I continue to go for my towel, while swaying my ass, maybe just a bit more. I know he's looking now. I'm so flattered that my ass is nice enough for him, an avenger, to look at.

"What?" he sounds offended. I can tell he's embarrassed. "No, of course not, I mean I was, but it was because it was in the way. I mean it's so big, I just, wait no, it's not big. No! It is big-"

"You were looking. End of story. It's not the end of the world. Not just yet, loser." I joke.

His eyes are wide, and he looks me up and down before he just stares into my eyes.

"I'll see you around." I wink at him. As I'm walking away I hear the sloshing of water, meaning he's most likely getting out of the water to follow after me. My assumption is right as he speeds up, walking next to me.

"Do me a favor and don't tell Mr. Stark about this. He'll have my suit privileges limited which is something I don't want at the moment..........or actually ever."

"It's great to know my father has so much control over you." I say as we enter the tower. Peter takes my towel and wraps it around my body, concealing all my curves. "And you're just like him as well." I yank my towel from his grip and hold it over my body myself.

"Hey, they're a million men walking around here who would gladly examine every inch of your body causing your discomfort. I'm just trying to protect you."