Interracial Avengers Preferences and Imagines (DISCONTINUED)

Happy Birthday | Peter Parker

HAPPY FUCKING BIRTHDAY TO PETER PARKER! (Deadass, Peter is one of my favorite characters) I STANNNNNNN

Warnings: BlowJobs, HandJobs, Rough Sex

(Requests are still open for smut until next Wednesday. Hell started for me Thursday. Just because this smut quick fire thing I'm doing is about to end, doesn't mean you can't request smut ever again. You can request it but I'm not going to clump it all together like I'm doing now.)

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Peter woke up to a warm feeling on his neck. He turned slightly to see Y/N kissing and sucking on his neck.

"Morning, Peter." She mumbled before going back to attack his neck. He moans as she bites on his sweetspot right below his ear. She swiped her tongue over the spot, soothing it.

She trails her hand up and down his toned abdomen. She soon starts to trail the kisses from his neck, to his chest, then eventually his lower abdomen.

"Happy Birthday, Peter." She said before taking her finger and pulling the band of his shorts down. He was getting harder by the minute, and it showed through his white boxers.

Y/N palmed him through his boxers and he thrusters his hips upwards, wanting more friction.

Y/N pulled his boxers down slowly so that his throbbing cock sprang free. Almost instantly, she grabbed him in her hands and pumped him slowly.

She continued to pump him as she took the tip of him in her mouth. She didn't go down on him right away though. She sucked and kitty licked the tip, tasting his salt precum that gathered on the tip.

Peter was a whimpering and moaning mess under her as he placed her tongue on the bundle of nerves right below the head of his dick and applied pressure. At the new sensation, he bucked his hips into her hand and mouth.

"P-Please." He moaned and whined. "Stop teasing, do something." He finally groaned out.

"As you wish." She complied with ease, taking him mostly into her mouth pumping what the couldn't take. Peters hands gripped the sheets and his hips bucked faster, and Y/N bobbed her head quicker.

His hips bucked quicker into her mouth now, and his whines become uncontrollable.

She looked up at him through her eyelashes to see him with his head thrown back in pleasure and whispering silent curses.

His moaned loudly as she sucked quicker.

"Oh, fuck! Y/N!"'he moaned out. "I'm gonna-"

He couldn't finish his sentence as his release washed over him. He came in long spurts of sticky, white cum in her mouth. She swallowed and continued to suck to ride out his high.

Peter was breathing heavily, as Y/N pulled up his boxers and shorts, smirking at him as she did so.

"Get up, Peter. We need to go down to the avengers facility. Stark said he needs us; said something about a pair of glasses." She shrugged.

"But what about you?" Peter asked, walking over to his closet.

"You didn't think that gift was over, did you. You just gotta wait for the next part." She said.

Peter groaned from inside his closet and Y/N smirked to herself.

I know I'm a day late. Sue me. I tried to get this chapter out yesterday, but I fell asleep. Love y'all.

Love these pictures.