Peter Parker Imagines

The Mandatory Class | Peter x Reader (Part Four) NSFW Warning!

I don't know if this will be the last part of this series, whether or not they'll actually fully have sex lmao, we'll see what people want. Comment down below if you want one last part!

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Word Count: 5.5k (sorry, it's a long one!)

Warnings: Awkward teenagers, terrible attempt at smut, some NSFW gifs

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Y/N's POV
After Tuesday night, things definitely weren't the same. Peter crossed the boundary we used to have and did so daily from Wednesday onwards. He was more touchy, resting his hand on my thigh underneath the table during class or being pressed against my side when we were sitting in the cafeteria for lunch.

He even let me lie across his lap when we were in study hall on Wednesday morning, reading quietly in the library. Probably wasn't the best idea in hindsight, but at least it didn't turn into something overtly sexual.

By the end of the week, I was about to be driven insane. He did everything possible to get under my skin, and I could tell half the time it was unintentional. Sometimes he didn't even realise he was doing it.

Thursday afternoon during Chemistry, we were in groups doing experiments with magnesium and bunsen burners. Peter had to brush past me to get something, his hand grazing against my lower back as he passed by, practically pressing himself against my ass in the process.

He even dared to whisper an apologetic 'sorry' as he continued on his way.

He's so fucking oblivious to his actions, and I seriously can't tell whether its an adorable or infuriating quality of his.

Friday morning was turning out like any other, aside from the fact I hadn't run into Peter yet. Usually, he would be hanging around outside school, waiting for me to get there. Today I reached my locker without bumping into him.

In the middle of swapping out my books, someone grabs my hips. I squeal embarrassingly loud out of shock as I whip around to face the person, only to be met with Peter's amused grin.

"You asshole!" I lightly smack his chest, causing him to laugh.

"Sorry, 'm sorry! Couldn't help myself." He leans against the locker beside me as I finish rearranging my books for the first class of the day. "May said it was cool if you came over tonight. She suggested a sleepover since she can take you home in the morning."

I hum to myself as I close and lock my locker, turning to Peter with a smile. "I like the sound of that. Is it still strange for us to sleep in the same bed now that we're... maturing?"

I emphasised the word, and it doesn't take Peter long to catch on.

"Not really. May doesn't have to know. It's not like we're going super fast with it."

As I nod, Peter holds out at hand for me. He tries not to show too much PDA in the hallways at school, since he doesn't like people whispering about it. I can totally understand that. So far, people still think we're just best friends.

That weird, touchy pair of best friends.

Taking his hand, he entwines our fingers and swings our hands as he walks me to my first class of the day. Algebra. God forbid I have a quiz I forgot about.

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So, I did have a quiz I forgot about. Luckily, it was pretty easy so I got nearly every question right. At lunchtime, I met up with Peter, Ned and MJ like usual.