reader overstimulates peter in the compound and the team talks about it at breakfast the next morning, teasing them and she’s calm about it with slick remarks. please and thank youuuu
heck yes, i love this request. let me just say though, i didn’t expect it to become this sub!peter but i hope you enjoy :)
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“fuck, y/n!!” peter was practically screaming as the grip on the back of your head tightened. his hips bucking with every stroke of your tongue and mouth on his member. “don’t stop,” he growled shutting his eyes.
your head bobbed up and down taking in as much as you could. the way he was moving his hips and biting his lip, you could tell he was nearing his end. but you weren’t ready for it to be over. you were just getting started.
after a few more movements, you brought yourself to your feet, pushing his body on to the bed. his eyes bewildered. what were you doing? he was so close.
reading his thoughts, you smirked as you climbed on top straddling his waist. you teasingly brushed yourself against his harden member causing him to snarl. he aligned himself before slamming your body down on his.
a pornographic moan escaped your lips. your body trying to adjust to his length buried deep inside you. you quivered, dazed by the feeling. but you needed to finish what you started and you were not going to let peter take the lead.
you were quick with your movements, bouncing on his cock your lips attacking his neck. you weren’t wasting any time. you were on a mission, chasing you high.
peter, poor little peter, could hardly contain himself. the repetitive movements were simply too much. his senses were heightened and he could feel every little thing. the way the tip of dick hit your cervix, adding to the pleasure. and not to mention how you clenched around him so magnificently.
tired of bouncing and nearing your end, you pushed yourself as low as you could on to Peter. grinding your hips, searching for the perfect angle in which his skin could stimulated your clit.
you loved peter, but at this point you’d be lying if you said you weren’t being selfish. you needed this as much as he did and you could hardly contain yourself as you felt the familiar tingly sensation within.
you were so engulfed in your own pleasure, your own thoughts that it took you a minute to realize that peter was trembling under you. his hands digging into the sides of your hips. his eyes shut close, lips parted. an almost pained expression on his face.
Fuck. Shit. and other profanities were slipping through his lips.
“it feels like your vagina is swallowing me whole,” he confesed through gritted teeth his head falling back.
you panted pulling him into a kiss. he was so hot.
you continued your movements. peter squirmed under you letting out a loud groan as you continued to ride him.
“Y/N,” he screamed holding your arms, that were previously on his chest, behind your back exposing your breast. his head fell to your chest as you continued to move your hips. you were so close.
“let me finish, pete” you pleaded as your movements quickening.
“i can’t.” his eyes were shut, hands tightening around your wrists. “it’s too much,” he whimpered.
there was something about a helpless peter parker that drove you off the wall. your body was soon convulsing. peter screamed your name feeling your walls clenching around him, his cock twitching inside of you. you were killing him. and you loved it.
panting you slowly removed yourself from his body, he flinched at the loss of contact. his hand, almost as a reflex, hid his member as he tried to catch his breath.
you smirked, licking your lips as you watched him.
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“were you guys filming a porno last night?” sam joked. eyebrows furrowed as he feigned disgust. peter blushed deeply before quickly swallowing the piece of toast he’d just bitten.
your fork clinked on your plate, not phased. “wouldn’t you like to know?” you smirked cocking your eyebrow. you pushed peter’s hair off his face lovingly before blowing him a kiss partnered with a wink.
“PG please,” steve urged scrunching his face dropping his plate in the sink.
“sorry, cap. forgot you’re a hundred year old virgin,” you picked up your fork coated with syrup still looking at Peter. you brought the fork to your lips, opening your mouth wide before very seductively sliding your tongue on it ‘cleaning the syrup’.
peter swallowed hard, shifting in his seat. fuck, here you go again. he thought.
“shit, how does it feel to be burned by a 19-year old?” sam cackled swinging his chair back. bucky chocked on his juice trying to hide his smile.
steve left the chat in about 0.2 seconds leaving you to deal with the snickering and teases of sam and bucky who were soon joined by a few more avengers, who had also heard peter’s screams and pleas.
poor peter felt his sweats tighten with every teasing joke they were making and your slick remarks. he loved that you were snarky enough for the both of you. he let his head fall onto your shoulder hand stroking your thigh.
taking the hint, you intertwined your fingers in his lifting your bodies up.
“you might want to look for some earplugs or noise cancelling earphones,” you joked motioning to their ears. peter bit his lip, the grip on your hand tightening.
giddy for more, you lead him back to your bedroom.
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