Peter Parker- Paint War

Part 2

"what are you doing Peter" you asked whilst tugging on the webs, trying to break free and bring your arms back down but it was no use. They didn't budge in the slightest. "you will see" Peter replied before slowly running a single finger down your now exposed armpit. Oh shit he was going to tickle you. You thought to yourself. "Peter don't do this" you begged whilst thrashing around more vigorously, trying to desperately to break free from the webbing around your hands. "What's the matter yn. Does it tickle" asked Peter in a condescending tone and with a mischievous smile on his face. "why else would I be laughing you little shi" you started but interrupted yourself with laughter when Peter had started to tickle both of your armpits with all of his fingers.

Peter couldn't help but also laugh due to all your thrashing around and the occasional strange noise you would make when he would hit a particular sensitive spot. For example when he rolled up your shirt to tickle your belly and one of his fingers poked inside your belly button, you couldn't help the loud squeal that you produced.

He spent another 15 minuets tickling all over your body. Your armpits, belly, ribs, thighs and your feet had all been attacked by Peter's tickling fingers turning you in to a giggling mess. "Peter Pleas stop. Please" you begged whilst still laughing. Looking down at your red face that now had tears on it due to all your laughing, he decided to finally take pity on you and stopped the tickling. Leaning over you to remove the webbing from your hands, Peter couldn't help lick his lips when he noticed how close your faces now were to each others.

Closing the distance between your lips, Peter crashed his own on top of yours causing you to let out a small gasp of shock. You quickly retuned the kiss, locking your lips together in a long make out session wanting nothing more than to run your fingers through his luscious locks of hair. But you couldn't do so since the webbing was still restraining your hands. "Peter I need my hands" you sated when the two of you broke apart from the kiss for air. He quickly cut the webbing from around your hands, setting them free. As soon as he had done so, he was about to get up from on top of you but you suddenly wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him back down to you, causing his lips to once again touch your own. You kissed him more quickly that the first time, running your hands through his hair whilst doing so.

"yn I think I am in love" Stated Peter whilst pulling you in to a side hug, both of you lying besides each other on the floor. "oh really who's the lucky girl" you joked whilst letting out a small giggle. "you yn you big idiot" Peter joked back, Laughing himself. "I love you too" you replied before giving him a peck on the lips.