Surprise Me | Peter Parker x Reader {Book Two}

Chapter 12

My cheeks burned brightly. "Peter!" I yelled, smacking my husband on the arm. My spouse merely chuckled, an amused and loving expression covering his face. He wrapped his arms around my waist as I tried to escape, but he kept a firm hold on me.

"Peter!" I exclaimed, laughing. He playfully licked his lips, getting them all slobbery as he leaned in to attempt to kiss his wife. My eyes widened as I tried harder to escape. "No!" I yelped amidst my laughter.

"Come on! Give your loving husband a kiss!" He persisted, but I quickly used a portal to remove myself from the situation, making him almost fall down. I broke out into harder laughter at the sight of my husband's shocked face, making him roll his eyes at me. I waved my hand at him dismissively as I walked to our shared bedroom.

I squealed when I felt Peter's arms wrap around my waist from behind, lifting me off the ground. "EEE!" I squeal while I giggle. A smile spreads across his lips as he leans around my head to plaster a kiss on my cheek, making my grin grow bigger and brighter.

Once my feet return to the ground, I spin around, wrapping my arms around my husbands neck, pulling his head down so that I could give him a loving kiss on the lips. I felt him smile in the kiss as he leaned further into it, his arms once again wrapping around my waist. One of his arms slides up to hold the small of my back to hold me closer to him, trying to deepen the kiss. I sigh happily as our lips depart. We places our foreheads together and gaze into each others eyes.

Peter smiles again, lovingly. "God, you are so perfect." He whispers, making me blush again. I giggle, and look away, still keeping my forehead leaning against his. He reached up and cupped my cheek, making me look back at him. He placed a quick peck to my lips.

"I love you so much." He murmured.

"I love you." I reply.

~The Next Morning~

I stood in the kitchen at the stove, making breakfast for my husband and children. Suddenly, I heard the doorbell ring. Occupied with the food, I call out to my spouse.

"Peter! Can you get the door!" I called. I heard his muffled reply before he slides into the kitchen. He gave me a quick kiss on the forehead before walking to the front door. I tried to look to see who it was, but the door was just right out of my line of sight. I heard Peter and another voice strike up a coversation before Peter invited them into the house.

"UNCLE TONY!" I heard my oldest child as she and her six year old sister ran into the living room, their brother slowly trailing behind them.