Random x Reader One-Shots

Love me-Peter Parker x Reader

*SMUT*

The night was silent except for the raindrops on the window and the voice of Felton (your natural-language user interface's name) hacking through files of all the avengers. It seemed a common thing for me to do when I was bored, that way I was entertained while knowing everything about all of my dads team. Lighting a cigarette, I put my head back and blow out a cloud smoke before sighing. I had felt the same way about Peter... Spider-Man... Whatever, and only just truly realised why. He was a great person and had been there for me since the beginning.

Ned, not so much. Whenever someone commented on something about me, or threatened me, he would just stand there and watch most of the time. When Peter was with him, he stood up for me but when it was just me and Ned, he stayed silent or said something along the lines of 'I'll see you in class.' Honestly, it hurt. I thought he would stand up for me like Peter did, but I can't blame him. In the nicest way possible... he was a pussy. He was one of my best friends, yeah, but he was a pussy.

BANG
A bang on my window echoed around my room, causing me to almost choke on the smoke I had inhaled just before that. My dad, Tony Stark, minded that I did smoke but I'm just... addicted. Looking to the window, I see an all to familiar suit. Blue, red and black. It was Peter. Throwing a jumper over my body, just my underwear underneath, I walk to the window and open it before leaning on the wall beside the window frame as he climbed in and looked around my room, pulling the mask off his head. "Peter... fancy seeing you here" I say and a smirk appears on my face.

He stands in front of my and pulls the sides of my jumper. "You won't be needing that" he mumbles under his breath, and I raise an eyebrow, truly wondering what he said.
"What?"
"Nothing" he quickly answered and walked to my on suite and changed out of his suit, throwing on a loose shirt and some tight sweatpants. Honestly, I wanted him right now. I close the window before someone like happy noticed and I ended up getting into trouble for letting a boy into my room. Girls- he was fine with, but he didn't know I 'swing both ways.'

I walk over to him and hug him, snuggling my face into the crook of his neck and placing light kisses there. I hear him inhale sharply and push my head away slightly as he felt a hickey form on his neck. I look up at him and smile innocently. "Y/N, what are you doing?" He whispers and I laugh softly.
"You know exactly what I'm doing" I say quietly and he shakes his head before lifting my head with his index finger. He places a forceful kiss onto my lips and pulls my body close toward his, both of his hands moving down to my ass.

Feeling the bulge in his pants grow tighter and harder, I move my hand slowly down his chest and into his sweatpants. "Do you want this?" I whisper and he nods.
"It's not the first time we've been in this situation" he laugh softly and traces kisses down my neck, careful not to leave any marks. I'd prefer him to keep his life and not risk my dad seeing any hickeys, thank you.
I pull down his sweatpants and take his member into my mouth.

Licking up and down his member, I try take his full length into my mouth. I feel him wrap my hair up in a bun and hold my hair up, also giving him a good enough reason to push my head down and causing me to choke. Gag reflexes are a bitch. I feel Peter tense up and i take my mouth away from his member and stand up again. "Are you serious, Y/N?" He says, angry about the edging.
"Do I look like I'm kidding?"
As soon as I say that, I feel myself being forcefully pushed down onto the bed.

I look up to see him hovering over me, his long-ish hair falling in front of his beautiful face. "Love me" He says and I nod as he moves my underwear to the side and slams his cock inside me. I inhale sharply, arch my back and feel him continually thrust in and out of me. At this point, I'm sure the room would have smelled of sweat as it eventually formed on our body. He gropes my breast with one of his hands, as the other hand was wrapped around my throat. "You like that?" He whispers and I nod weakly.

One more thrust and I was gone. I release my juices all around his cock but Peter was still going. Due to my vagina being sensitive at this point, I felt his thrusts more than I did before. A single moan escapes my lips and he quickly places his hand over my mouth, tugging on my hair even more. It was like he was... punishing me... and I liked it. A few more thrusts, he was gone too. Luckily, he pulled out in time and he came all over my stomach after pushing my jumper up. Peter collapsed on my body lightly and kisses me passionately before pulling his sweatpants and boxers back up over his crotch and laying beside me.

We both look at each other and burst out laughing. He holds his arm out, signalling me to lay beside him, head on his chest, cuddling into him. All in all, he was a huge cuddle monster. Even after situations like these. He places a light kiss on my forehead and runs his hand through my still surprisingly neat hair. "Y/N Stark... I love you, even if your dad scares me a little" Peter mumbles into my hair with a laugh and a smile forms on my face before I let out a airy laugh, still out of breath.
"I love you too Peter Parker."