Peter Parker Imagines

Stay with me

WARNINGS: Cursing, one night stand 😪, You're 18, IM FEELING SEXUAL, SO WE SHOULD BE SEXUAL.

Words: 756
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I just remembered not thinking straight. My mind was dazed by the alcohol I put in my body. It felt good to let go. Not think about my ex who dumped me because he wanted to be with someone else. Pff, what a prick. I bet his dick broke while fucking that bitch.... Okay, so maybe I'm not over him.  That's not the point though. He left me and now I'm free. I can dance and kiss whoever the fuck I want. He can suck my toenail. Asshole.

I was at a bar. Music blasting into my ears. My dress was skimpy but I couldn't give anymore of a fuck. I was broken and needed alcohol to cheer me up. I wasn't an alcoholic or anything. I was just in the mood. I don't remember much. Only a brown haired lad with brown eyes standing in front of me. He might've been drunk too. The rest I can't remember.

As I slowly wake up, I feel warmth. It weren't the sheets. I felt something wrapped around me. Arms. I couldn't complain, it felt nice. I didn't feel any fabric on my body apart from the sheets. I slowly opened my eyes as I looked around the room. My phone was on the night stand as I see my clothes discarded on the floor. The room looked a little plain but it was quite nice. There was a TV located in front of the bed. I yawned softly as I carefully turned around. I see a boy my age next to me, softly snoring. He looked so peaceful.

I stared at him for a little, looking at his features. His lips were as thin as paper. His hair was brown and curly. I smiled to myself at how cute this boy is. Immediately forgetting what my ex did. I bit my lip to hide my smile as I cuddled closer to him. My body collided with his as I put my hands on his chest. I wanted to close my eyes before a ding went off from my phone. I mentally groaned and grabbed my phone as the loss of contact made me disappointed. It was just a Instagram
notification, goddamnit.

The boy slowly opened his eyes as he stretched out his arms. He sits up as he sees me laying there. "Uh- hi," He blushes a little at the sight of me being nAKED. "Hi," I smiled softly. "I- I'm glad you didn't walk away... f-from this," He admitted while being nervous. "I'm not an asshole," I chuckled and also sat up. I scooted closer to him as he did too. I liked having his presence. "I assumed we had-" "-sex. Jup," You finished his sentences. He sighs. "You were my first," He admits. Your head shot up. "O-oh my— I'm so so so sorry! I didn't know and now you lost your virginity to a stranger!" You said as you felt bad. His first time was with you. A drunk hook-up was his first time. "You probably don't remember even having sex with me or how you felt- I am so sorry," You were disappointed in yourself for taking this boy's virginity.

He chuckled at your concern. "It's okay. I do remember some of it," He smirks a little. His nervousness was fading slowly. "Well. Was it good?" You asked, sitting even closer to him. "10/10" He jokes a little, making you giggle. You look at the clock on the wall and let out a breath of disappointment. "I've got to go. It's almost 9 and my roommate is gonna freak the fuck out," You said to the brown-haired cutie. He pouts. "Stay," He said. "That's not how this works," You chuckle at him a little foe being too adorable.

"Well, you are my first which means I'll need you to stay. Stay with me," He pleads. You couldn't say no to the cute brown-eyed boy as you cuddled with him. He wrapped an arm around you. "Of course," You kiss him gently on the lips as he smiles through it. "This is so weird-" "-I know" You laugh. "My name is Y/N, btw," You introduced, "I know. You made me scream it over and over and over again," He whispered the last thing in your ear. You bit your lip at the sounds of his voice. "Stooopppp," You whine at him.

"My name is Peter, by the way,"