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4. Pick Up Lines

Pick up lines

Summary: During you and Peter's study break Peter decides to tell you some pick-up lines that turns into something else.

Warnings: A little bit smutty.

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You and Peter walked to your house so you two could study together. Peter being the genius, you need his help with math. You unlock your door to an empty house and walk in with Peter following you up the stairs to your bedroom. You make it to your room and without hesitation, you flop down onto your bed face down.

"Come on, babe. The sooner we start the sooner we finish." Peter says, sitting down at your desk chair, taking out books so he can start on his homework.

You sit up in annoyance and let put a puff of air.

"How is it that you're Spider-man but still have the energy to do school work?" You question with genuine curiosity and a little bit of envy. Peter chuckles at your question.

"Take out your book and put together what you don't understand." He instructs with his head down, doing his work. You pull out your books and get working.

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"It needs to have opposites angles are equal and 2 pairs of parallel lines to make it a parallelogram" Peter explains while you stare blankly at the example out of your textbook.

"But how do I do that?" You ask, running your hand through your hair out of frustration.

"You need to use your theorems, love." He says, his kind eyes looking into your stressed ones.

"Can we place take a break? My brain is going to explode." You ask. Peter nods and you move your books and notes off your bed. You lean your back on your backboard and take your phone to scroll through Instagram. Shortly after, Peter joins you, sitting next to you so that your shoulders are touching. You lean your head on his shoulder and let out a heavy breath. Peter's arm stretches and rests on your shoulder, stoking your arm with his thumb to calm you down.

"You know what will cheer you up?" Peter asks. You lift up your head to look at him. The glint in his eye isn't very settling.

"Oh no, what is it?" You ask, referring to the mischievous look in his eyes.

"Let's have a pick-up line war," Peter suggests. You turn your body in a way so you're facing Peter.

"Okay, let's do that." You agree to the idea. Who knows? Maybe it will be fun.

Time has past and you have no idea who was winning. Yours are funny but good but Peter's are just straight up seductive. Not gonna lie, it's turning you on listening to Peter talking to you like this. This one, in particular, you have a comeback for.

"Are you homework? Because I'll be doing you all night." Peter reads off his phone.

"Then stop procrastinating and do me now." You retaliate. You can tell Peter was not expecting that answer by the way his head lifts from his phone screen, looking at you with wide, lustful eyes. The corner of your lips pulling up into a smirk. Peter gulps visibly, waiting anxiously for who to make the first move.

You move over to him, swinging each leg over his thighs, straddling him. His hands move to your waist, pulling you closer to him. You look into his eyes, noticing that his pupils have dilated. Wonder what he's thinking? So, you ask.

"What you thinking about, baby?" You rasp in his ear. He squeezes your waist at your tone of voice, turning him on.

"Fucking you senseless." He growls in your ear. You gasp at his answer, your core tingling at his words.

You lean forward and connect your lips with his with passion and hunger. Your hands tangle themselves in his hair, eliciting a deep moan from Peter. His hands move down and grabs your ass, squeezing it. You gasp at the gesture, giving the opportunity for Peter to explore your mouth with his tongue. You moan at the feeling, your body tingling and Goosebumps rising on your skin.

You disconnect your lips from his and catch your breath, that doesn't stop Peter though. His lips trail down to your neck, leaving marks in their wake. His lips make contact with the top of your breast. A moan escapes your lips. Peter takes this as motivation and uses his spider-strength by ripping open your shirt from the front. This doesn't faze you anymore, knowing Peter when he gets turned on. Nothing can be in his way.

His hands travel up your waist until he cups your covered boobs. Messaging them. He reaches behind you and unclasps it. Your bra slides down your arms. Peter's eyes lock onto your chest. The gaze was short lived when his lips started sucking on your hardening nipple.

"Peter, please don't tease." You beg. Your hands buried in his hair. Your core soaking through your tights. Peter disconnects his mouth and hands from your breast and shimmies you a little back so he can unzip his jeans. His cock straining against the material. You move his hands out of the way, wanting to do it yourself. You rub his length through his jeans. Peter lets out a deep moan, shutting his eyes at the contact. You smirk to yourself.

"(Y/N), baby, please don't tease, I want to be inside you." He moans out. With that, you stop and unbutton his jeans. Before you could unzip him, you hear the front door open and close.

"(Y/N)! I'm home!" Your dad yells through the house. You look up at Peter in shock. His eyes wide and scared.

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