webs.

"ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪꜱᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴏʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴇɴʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴘᴜʟʟꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴍᴀɢɴᴇᴛɪᴄ."

Webs are sticky, naturally. They're used to catch prey, to lock them in place until they become a spider's next meal. They have to be sticky, otherwise they aren't exactly of much use. Peter, much like a spider's web, is very sticky indeed, and you can't quite figure out why. You are also somewhat convinced that he is going to attempt to eat you, and you aren't quite sure how to feel about that, given the implications of the concept.

A transmasc reader x Peter fic because we certainly don't have enough. And maybe just because I'm a little self indulgent.