Peter Parker Imagines

Bathroom Hook-up

WARNINGS: PG 13... (as in sum steamy stuff)

Words: 1073
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I was walking towards my next class with papers in my hand. My feet pacing down the halls. I had to do a presentation in front of the whole class. I always get nervous a lot and didn't want to screw up, but my mind spirals around. I think of the possibilities of screwing it up and embarrassing myself. I can feel my blood running through my body as I get closer to my next classroom. Before I could enter, a figure stopped me that I recognized all too well.

Peter Parker.

I didn't really know him, but we talked once in a while. "H-Hi Y/N" He greeted me. I looked at the cute boy standing in front of me. "Hey Peter," I said softly to him as I started getting nervous around the boy. "D-Do you need anything?" I asked politely. Peter took a deep breath and opened his mouth. I could see him trying to say something, but didn't hear anything. "S-Sorry?" I tried to rush the conversation a little so I could get the presentation over with. "I- uhh, I just wanted to say that-" The bell rang and cut him off. That was my cue to get into class fast, but I couldn't.

I just stood there, my anxiety getting the best of me, with Peter looking at me weirdly. "You okay?" He asked sweetly. I shook my head and looked at his face with concern. "I can't do a presentation... I'll 100% fail. My classmates will think I'm weird... I c-can't do this," My breathing started to get faster. "I swear the sky's falling or something," You chuckled nervously. I couldn't control my mind. The world was spinning around me. "Hey, Hey Y/N.. You're okay," Peter reassured me and pulled me into the bathroom. I just nodded with him.

"I- I'm so stupid for even having anxiety for just a fucking presentation," I was getting more stressed every second. "No, no, no! I a-also get a lot of anxiety while doing something for the class. I promise you'll be fine, Y/N," He reassured me again. I thought 'fuck it' and hugged Peter for reassurance. "I really need a hug right now," I said to him while my arms were wrapped around his neck. Peter stumbled back a little as he tensed up. After a few seconds, he started wrapping his arms around my upper-waist.

Peter melted in the hug eventually and enjoyed mywarmth a lot. I started tearing up a lot, making Peter pull away and hold my face. He wiped away tears with his thumb. "Why are you crying?" He asked. "I- I don't know," You sniffed a little as he hugged you again. "I promise you'll be fine..." His arms were around you again as you nod. "I missed my class anyway," You chuckled a little. You removed your arms around Peter and let out a shaky breath. "Thanks" You muttered. Peter didn't respond.

He looked at you silently as you stood in front of him. He stepped closer to you as you looked at the floor awkwardly. You noticed his presence getting closer. You looked up to see his face inches away from yours. His face leans into yours as he smashes his lips onto yours. He holds your face gently. You wrap your arms around his neck as he continues to kiss you. It turns from a small kiss into a make-out session. Peter pulls you into a toilet stall. He pulls you into his lap. He takes off his shirt as you continued to kiss him. "Hey Peter" You say to him. He looks at you with adoring eyes. "Do you want to do this.. at school? I've never done this before," You confessed as he blushed heavily at the thought of losing his virginity to you.

"Me neither..." He sighed and kissed your lips softly. "I would do it with you. I really like you,"   Peter blushed even more as you peck his nose and trace your fingers over his stomach. "I think you should ask me to be your girlfriend first," You smirk as you lean into him. He chuckles and kisses you again. "God, I've wanted to do that for so long," He let out a breath as he admires your features. "Would you like to be my girlfriend?" He asks you as his smile grows wider. "Yes of course," You smirk as he smirks back. You remove your shirt and kiss him deeper. You kiss his neck as Peter moans. Peter stops you as you look at him. "I- I don't want your first time to be... this..." He looks down disappointed. You put your finger under his chin and make him look up at you. "If my first time's with you, I don't care," You whisper and kiss him again.

As you guys finished... uhh, business. The bell rang and you both looked at each other with sweat dripping off your forehead. He wipes it off with toilet paper. "I have deodorant in my bag and perfume... we can clean up," You laugh a little as he laughs too. "I have some baby wipes. We should look clean if we don't want any suspicions," Peter said and you stood up slowly from the toilet seat as you grabbed your deodorant and Peter the wipes. He wipes off all the sweat from your body as he smiles. "I'm so glad we did this, Peter," You smile a little and Peter agreed. "Me too,"

You put on your shirt and Peter put on his clothes too. Peter grabs a brush from your bag and starts brushing your hair softly as you both step out the bathroom stall. He wrapped his arms around you as he kisses your cheek. "You look so pretty today," He sighs dreamily as he smiles a little. You turn around and kiss Peter again. Exactly at the moment, someone storms in. Michelle. "AH! SORRY! I was just looking for Y/N..." She said a little shocked. "O-okay," You said shyly and pecked Peter on the lips again. "Message me when you're done with school," You say and he nods. "Bye Peter,"

"Bye," He says, still a little flustered on what you two did together. He smiled to himself. Can't wait 'till Ned hears about this...