•løv£l¥• Tom Holland Imagines/Smut

Stressed Out~P.P

Slight smut
YOUR POV
"(Y/N), lover boy is here for you!" Tony screamed from down the hall when the doorbell had rang. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do." He tells the two of you before heading down the opposite hall to go work.

"Thanks, dad." You mumble under your breath before dragging Peter into your room.

You were Tony's adoptive daughter and although you were grateful, the man was hard to live with. He had all these rules and expectations you had to live up to so you could "leave momentum in the Stark name" as he liked to call it.

You couldn't complain though and had pushed yourself off the brink in your studies just for his satisfaction. It usually worked straight up until the big test dates, you crashed when it came to tests. You had failed your last two tests and Tony was kind of pissed. You hated knowing that you weren't able to do the one thing he asked of you.

Now with finals coming around, you didn't want to disappoint him and just decided to have a study night with Peter. Although he was your boyfriend and Tony knew how distracted you got around him, he was also very smart. You had promised Tony that the two of you would just be studying together this time. At least he was able to agree to that.

"You don't seem too happy to have me over babe," Peter says as he takes out some textbooks from his backpack, placing them on a desk in the room, then lays down on the bed with you as you stare at the ceiling.

"I've just been stressed out lately." You admit and place your hands over your face. "With all these finals coming up, I'm just all over the place." Peter knew how you got when it came to testing and he always knew what to do to make you feel better.

"I know something fun that can relieve your stress." He says and grins at you seductively while laying beside you. It takes you a second before realizing the idea he was proposing.

"No. No way. Not a chance." You say and immediately bolt up from laying down.

"What why? You love it when I eat you out." Peter frowns and you had to admit he was right.

"Yeah, but not when my dad is right down the hall." You state. "Besides, I really need to study for finals next week, I can't risk a bad grade."

"10 minutes tops. That's all I need and then we can study for the rest of the night without you being stressed." He urges on and removes himself from beside you.

"10 minutes?" You asked him as you wanted to give in to the sweet deal. You needed to be relieved. He nods already making his way towards the lower half of your body to undo the buttons on your pants.

You lay back down on the bed slightly giving in. 10 minutes would be quick and you would be able to concentrate better. Right? Peter had finished unbuttoning your pants and started to pull them off of you. He brings his face up to yours and places his plump lips on yours.

You instantly feel at ease. He hovers over you as one of his hands trails the exposed skin on your inner thighs. His thumb rubs over your core through your panties and you squirm.

"Wait." You tell him before he even gets the chance to rid you of your underwear. The two of you pull away from each other.

"Awe, you're really scared of getting caught aren't you? It's kind of hot."

"Pete, he's literally going to KILL you if he walks in here." Peter takes one glance at the door then another one at you not seeming to be that worried about getting caught. He gets up to grab his web-shooters from his backpack and aims them at the door covering the hinges with his webs. He locked the door and adds more webs to the handle to secure it.

"I respect Mr. Stark and all (Y/N) but come on when the last time we've done anything sexual?" You think back, probably a couple of months ago. Your frustrations were probably sexual and not at all academic-wise. You gave in, again.

He positions himself over you and you relax at his touch, letting him do what he does best. He kisses your stomach and trails down to your core. He doesn't hesitate before sliding your panties to the side and starting at your core. He kisses around your folds preparing you for what's to come.

He pressed his lips to your clit and flicked it with his tongue before wrapping his wet lips around it and starting to suck harshly. He slipped his tongue inside you causing you to squirm at the sudden moist object.

He hoists your legs on his shoulders so he could get better access as you become a mess with every lick and flick. His tongue flattened out, his hands at your hips as he pulled you closer to his mouth. Definitely passing the 10-minute mark.

You could feel the coil tightening in your belly as you tightened the grip you had on his soft curls. He continued to suck on your clit.

"Mhmm Peter." You moan out as you bite your lower lip. You grasp onto his hair tighter, as if possible, trying to hold everything in.

"Shh, Mr. Stark will hear you." He mumbles along your core sending vibrations throughout your body. He then flicks his tongue over it.

"It's hard to keep my moans down when you make me feel so good." You pant out. He draws light patterns on your clit before making lines up and down your folds. He delves his tongue inside of you, fastening his pace while he continues to rub your clit with his thumb lightly.

You couldn't contain your thighs from shaking as you began to feel yourself close in on your orgasm. You throw your head back in pleasure.

"I'm gonna cum." You whisper to him as he holds down on your hips continuing his actions. Just as you gasped and released from your climax you heard it. The sound of the voice you were currently afraid of the most.

"I know what studying sounds like and that is not it!" You hear from down the hall. You quickly glance down at Peter and he wipes his mouth. You don't hesitate to shove him off of you and quickly put your pants back on. Peter gets off the bed as he grabs his books and starts to shove them into his bag.

You get up from the bed, fixing it, and yourself as Peter quickly runs inside your large closet to hide. You bring yourself to your desk and place a textbook in front of you. The doorknob rattled and you remember the webs holding the hinges in place.

Despite that, the door quickly opens and Tony stands in the doorway. He takes in the room trying to notice if anything was out of place.

"Where did Peter go?" Tony asks as he moves to stand in the middle of the room.

"He went home a little while ago, said that May had an emergency. I'm sure she's fine though." You say casually, placing a smile on your face, and flip a page of your textbook. He gets quiet then sighs.

"(Y/N), were you and Peter you know... when he was here? " He eyes you suspiciously.

"No, we were not having sex." You calmly state as your cheeks flush.

"Not having sex this time or -" Tony tries to push on but you interrupt him. You never had 'the talk' with him and you sure as hell didn't want to have it while Peter was hiding in your closet.

"Dad!" You say and make a disturbing face. He glances around the room and you already know that he knew. It's not like you had tried that hard to hide the truth from him.

"You can't fool me (Y/N). Just don't do it in my room, or the living room, or maybe anywhere in this house for that matter." He turns around to exit the room and as he reaches for the doorknob he noticed the slight web-like fluid on it. He sighs once again.

"Please, use a condom Peter. " He says addressing the boy who was hiding in the closet.

"Tony!" You yell at him before he leaves the room, closing the door with a chuckle.

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