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iridescentparkers · 15 days
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tease ˚ ༘ ౨ৎ⋆。˚ a small pre-500 gift. enjoy ;) (18+)
warnings - swearing, smut. a little sub!peter!
HE SLUMPED his long, lanky body against his bedroom floor, pressing his back against his bookshelf. Peter's glasses slid down the bump on his nose, his mouth gaping slightly open as he stared at his textbook. You sat against his headboard, watching the rhythm of his chest move as he studied what was in front of him.
His tongue touched the roof of his mouth as he turned the page, the little movements sending warmth to your body. 
Weren't you supposed to be studying? Fuck. He’s not trying to tease you. That’s what made it so much hotter. Just his steady breaths alone turned you on.
As he adjusted in his seated position, leaving his eyes on the page, you felt sweat drip down your side. 
You huffed, beginning to fan yourself with the book, “It’s really hot in here.” 
Peter looked up to you from his book. 
“Extremely,” he said, looking around, before meeting your eyes. “Once I finish this chapter, I’ll go downstairs and try to fix the A/C.” 
“Thanks,” you smiled. 
“Anything for you,” he cheesed, glancing up at you before moving his eyes back to his book. 
You quickly moved your eyes between him and your material. As some minutes passed, you sat bored, aimlessly moving your fingers around the page as your brain thought about watching him come undone on his bedroom floor. 
“God, it is warm here,” he stated. “Maybe this will make it less stuffy.” 
With the window open, he removed his shirt, putting both his arms on the windowpane. As he looked down at the cars and streets beneath him, he gripped the wood, his veins growing prominent on his skin.
“Wonder if anyone else has a broken A/C too?” He asked. He moved back to his previous position, grabbing the book next to him to continue studying.
Was he doing it on purpose? You watched him take a breath as he continued studying to then looking at the band of his sweatpants hanging low on his hips. They were loose around his body. His hand that was not holding the book sat on the upper part of his thigh. 
Peter put his head back as he huffed, closing his eyes and peering them back open before looking back to you, “Something wrong?”
Your expression is neutral, hiding how gobsmacked you are by him right now. “No.”
“Really? You keep looking at me. You sure?”
You paused right before moving to the floor and sitting against his bed. “It’s just- Peter you look really…good, right now.”
“Now? I’m a sweaty mess.”
“A hot, sweaty mess.”
He smiled, leaning over to place a peck on your lips before going back to his position, “What do you need from me right now?”
“Whatever you want,” you smiled, crawling over between his legs before walking your fingertips to the head of his cock. “Let me make you feel good.”
He nodded, letting you guide his hand to the inside of his pants, you both feeling him inside of his sweatpants. You both glide his hand up and down, feeling his hips twitch beneath him. You both continue the motion, Peter biting down on his lip as he hunches forward, moaning into your ear. 
You felt him get hard beneath you, Peter moaning louder as you ran your thumb briefly along his tip.
"You're so hard already, and just for me baby?" You teased, rubbing a gentle hand along his chest as your foreheads touch, his breathing picking up more speed. "You're doing so good."
You moved his hand away as you slid down his pants from his hips and slowed the gentle strokes on his dick. “Can I tell you something?”
He whimpered his sentence, dropping his jaw as he moved closer to your ear as you nodded, “I saw you watching, and I took off my shirt to make you flustered.”
“Really?" You asked, slowly moving your hands from him. "Since you didn’t want to behave, should I stop?”
“No,” he shuddered. “Please, you’re just so cute when you get like that!"
You cut your lids, placing a hand on his cheek, cupping his chin as you pull his ear closer to your lips.  “Don’t let it happen again.” 
You whisper in his ear, gritting as you look down at him before placing a kiss on his cheek.
“Yes- Yes, ma’am.”
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