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talaok · 1 year

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A date

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Summary: (this is the 3rd part to this fic but can be read alone) Since you didn't come last time, Peter is now determined to make you.

warnings: smut | oral sex (f receiving), sub!Peter

"Hello?"

"h-hi"

Your lips turned to a smile, as you recognized the voice on the other line.

"Hi peter"

"hi," he cleared his throat "am I disturbing you?"

You looked down at your own body lazily splayed on the bed,

no, you weren't busy

"no, don't worry" you reassured him " to what do I owe the pleasure?"

It was as if you could feel his anxiety through the phone.

He huffed a laugh before answering "I was just wondering-" he gulped "if-if you aren't busy" he trailed off "if you'd like to uhm-" you could hear him pace across his room, and couldn't help but grin "to.. y'know..."

"peter" you called for him,

"yes?"

"calm down baby"

baby,

oh how he liked when you called him that

"Sorry"

"It's fine, what did you wanna ask me?"

He took a quick breath

"if you... if you maybe wanted to get something to eat with me"

you bit down a grin "you mean a date?"

"I-I" he stuttered "would you want it to be a date?"

you wanted to roll your eyes at his cluelessness.

"I would" you promised,

Peter felt like he could faint " it's a date then"

__ __ __

"hello Petey" you smiled, walking up to him

"hi y/n" he said shyly, and you stood on your toes to land a quick kiss on his reddening cheek.

"so how are you doing?" you asked casually, hoping to melt at least a bit of the ice covering his being.

"I-I'm fine" he smiled too now, seemingly more relaxed " You?"

you beamed "I'm great now"

"so where are we going?"

__ __ __

"I like your house," you said, examining his room.

He had invited you over after what turned out to be a very nice date.

You had talked and joked, and he had made you smile and laugh so much your cheeks hurt.

You were starting to realize just how much you actually liked him, and he was starting to think he had fallen in love.

"thank you," he said, closing the door.

"what were you studying?" you asked curiously, walking to his desk and glancing at the open books and messy notes.

"oh-nothing, just math" he shrugged, walking to you to quickly close the book.

"you don't need to be embarrassed peter" you smiled honestly up at him "I like that you're smart" you grazed his arm, "I think it's sexy actually" you smirked, noticing how a breath seemed to get caught in his throat.

"I'm really bad at math you know" you sighed, "I never understand any of it"

"I could help you if you want"

"private lessons with you..." you raised your eyebrow suggestively "yeah I think I'd like that" you murmured, intertwining your arms behind his neck.

He smiled sheepishly "I think I would too," he managed to say before your mouth was on his and everything else stopped existing.

He loved how you were able to do that, how with just one touch, one kiss, the world stopped except for the two of you.

He kissed you back, trying his best to be good at it.

He was still nervous about it, about everything really.

You started walking him to the bed, your mouth still met with his, your taste still blessing his lips, and he followed mindlessly, a simple puppet under your control.

You made him sit on the bed and straddled his lap, earning a low whine from him.

Just when he thought he had no air left in his lungs, you leaned away, starting a slow trail of kisses from his cheek and down his neck.

he was in heaven, in paradise, flying above the clouds.

"Well hello," you murmured, taunting him as your hand ghosted the bulge growing in his jeans.

"y/n-" he whimpered

"already hard for me baby?" you asked, going back to kissing his mouth "can't wait to feel like last time?" you said, looking at him as ragged breaths escaped his parted mouth " want to fill me up again?"

"want to feel real good again mh baby?" you murmured, grinding on his lap, as he tried not to moan.

"y/n- wait"

"yeah, what is it?" you asked, "you don't want to, baby?"

"no, no I do" he breathed "it's just-" you watched his adam's apple bob up and down as he gulped " I-"

"petey..." you let your fingers caress his hair "just talk to me"

"I want to make you come" he spat out, and it took everything in you not to snort.

He was blushing like never before, his cheeks as red as the blood rushing to them.

You grinned, amused "well that's what we're gonna do"

"no but last time-"

"last time was last time"

"I know but- I don't know if I can-" he was struggling to look at you "you just- you feel so good"

you chuckled softly at that "so you want to make me come another way?"

He nodded

"you're sweet" you kissed him

"well we can do that," you said, "did you have any particular way in mind?"

if you thought he couldn't get any redder, you just got proved wrong.

"no need to be embarrassed, baby"

"I-I wanted to..."

"Just tell me, honey"

"I wanted to go down on you" he whispered softly.

you bit your lip, you would have been lying if you said you weren't excited about that idea.

"ever done that?"

you knew he hadn't, but still asked

"n-no" he whispered again

You smiled softly and he felt the need to talk again, to explain himself better " But I've done research"

"you did?" You giggled "what kind of research exactly?"

"well, I-I've watched videos"

"mmhh" you hummed, smirking "I bet you liked doing that research a lot mh?"

"I-I" he could only stutter

"I'm kidding Peter"

"you wanna show me what you've learned?"

"yes" he nodded, and you gave him a quick kiss before getting off of him and onto the bed to sit beside him.

He looked frozen, so you gently put your hand on his “you sure about this baby?”

“Y-yes sorry it’s just- I want it to be good”

“Oh don’t worry I’m a great teacher” you promised, and that seemed to work as he stood up just to kneel in front of you.

His amber eyes were wide with anticipation as his pupils trailed from your calves up to your own eyes.

He couldn't believe this was actually happening, that you were actually letting him do this.

"Alright then" you encouraged "you might want to take this off," you said, your eyes signaling to your skirt.

"right," he muttered, his hands immediately reaching for it just to stop as quickly as they had moved.

He looked at you, unsure, anxious, and you nodded, trying to convey all your encouragement.

So he did it, slowly, excruciatingly slowly, so slowly in fact, that if you didn't know any better would have thought was deliberate teasing, he slipped your skirt off as you helped him out by raising your hips.

Peter had to stop a moment to admire you, sat in front of him with just some black lacey panties on,

He had to be dreaming.

"Peter" you called for him in a whisper and his head snapped up to look at you.

He raised his brows as if to say -yes?- and you smiled "I know you're not doing it on purpose but you're kind of killing me here"

"oh" he breathed "sorry"

"no worries" you stoked his cheek "here" your fingers hooked underneath the waistband of your panties "I'll help you out," you said, pulling your underwear down yourself.

His mouth gaped open, but you realized he had gotten the message when he finished shuffling the panties down your legs.

You slowly parted your legs, moving a bit closer to the edge of the bed, and his heart started pounding in his chest.

"Show me what you got then baby" you joked,

"ok" he hiped himself " you'll lead me right?" he asked

"I will" you promised, and glancing at you one more time he bent between your thighs.

He licked a long stripe between your folds and you had to bite down a moan.

Your hand found the back of his head, his hair grazing against your palm as he did it again, and then again, and then again.

This is what I mean when I say porn is unrealistic

"That's good honey, just-" you said, and he stopped, looking sorrily up at you "you see that bud on top?"

He glanced at your cunt to see what you were talking about before nodding.

"good" you said "try to focus there a bit more"

"s-sure" he stuttered, before diving in again.

He loved it,

it was a feeling like nothing else,

being buried between you, working to only please you.

He wanted it to be amazing,

he wanted to see you come because of him,

and he was already certain this wasn't gonna be the last time.

He did what you suggested, focusing more on what he assumed was the clit, licking it fast.

"here?" he asked shyly,

"Just-" you panted, "just a bit more to the left-"

He immediately adjusted himself and you could only moan loudly at the amazing feeling.

"fuck!" you cried out "that's it, baby, that's it" you spoke fast and high.

His eyes were fixated on you as you threw your head back in ecstasy.

He couldn't believe he was the one causing that, and at the same time decided he wanted even more.

He focused as his lips closed around your clit, starting to gently suck it.

You gripped his hair now "oh my god baby!" you moaned "fuck that's good"

"you're so good baby" you mumbled, your eyes shut close

"so so good," you muttered incoherently.

He could feel himself getting painfully hard underneath his torturous jeans, and as he watched your own hand travel to your tits, his hips started moving on their own, desperate for some friction, some sort of release.

You were a vision, one he was sure he'd never forget.

"you can-" you were having trouble speaking through the waves of pleasure he was coursing your way "you can use your fingers if you want"

He had to swallow the groan creeping up his throat but wasted no time before obeying.

You soon felt his finger at your entrance and braced yourself as he slowly slipped one digit inside of you.

"fuck" you whimpered, now grinding slightly onto him "use another one baby" you begged, and he felt his cock twitch in his boxers.

He immediately did, his index and middle finger now buried deep inside of you.

"good boy" you praised, forcing his crotch to grind harder into nothing.

He started driving his fingers in and out of you as his mouth kept licking and sucking your clit, and you felt like you were about to ascend to another universe.

So much for having never done this

You could feel the bubble in your belly tightening and tightening, ready to burst any second.

"yes baby" you whispered

"fuck-just like that" he kept going "just like that honey"

"don't stop" you pleaded "I'm coming," you said "Fuck-I'm coming baby" you cried, as finally, a tidal wave of pleasure drowned your own pleas and moans.

He kept going as you rode your high, and only when you opened your eyes again did he stop.

You smiled down at him, and he felt butterflies in his stomach.

"come here" you begged, and he immediately did, leaning up to meet his mouth with yours.

You grabbed his face and pulled him with you onto the bed, shuffling upwards.

He followed you, settling one of his legs in between yours, as you let your hands roam free on his body, slowly inching closer to where you suspected he needed you the most.

You kept passionately kissing him as your hand found his crotch, and much to your surprise, a wet spot on it.

You smirked into the kiss, and Peter looked confused for a moment before realizing what had happened.

"Sorry," he said, sounding defeated

"no" you cooed "don't be Peter"

"you did so good baby" you promised "so so good" you smiled, resuming to kiss him once more, already feeling the bulge on his crotch growing again under your touch.

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