#this is so soft snd precious I'm not okay
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Late night assistance
Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader
Warnings: SMUT, light fluff and swearing.
Summary: It's late, you're horny as hell and need Peter to help.
A/N: Requests are open!
"Peter." You mutter softly, gently shaking his arm. It was almost three am and you couldn't sleep. One thing was bothering you. And You felt so fucking dumb about it, but it bothered you. You grit your teeth shaking his shoulder some more. You were horny as all hell and it wouldn't go away. You just couldn't get yourself off in the right way, so finally fed up with it, you decided to wake your boyfriend of two years, hoping he would help.
"Peter." You whisper again, hoping he'd wake before you changed your mind and just went back to the bathroom. "Mmm, Y/N, you okay?" He asks groggily. Surprised he actually woke up and now You needed to explain yourself, you swallowed a worried lump and looked at him sheepishly. The room is dim but just bright enough that you can just barely see him and the soft expression blessing his precious features.
"Um, I don't know." You answer carefully, still thinking of how to ask. At the sound of that comment he sits up in bed, now almost fully awake. You loved how dedicated he was to you. How much he cared. The thought turned you on a little more. "Why, what is it?" He persists carefully, running a hand through his hair and taking yours to rub small circles on the back with his thumb. He always did that when you were nervous. It worked really well to calm you, but not to ease the throbbing wetness in between your thighs. You try to steady your breathing. "Um. I uh, I have a problem."
He furrows his brows, now confused. "And that would be?" He tried to coax the answer out of You. You laugh in an attempt to cover your nervous. "I'm." You sigh and finally decide to be straight about it since he was awake now.
"I've been in the bathroom for the last god I don't know how long. And it won't go away." He frowns deeply, now even more confused than he wad before. Was it a spider on the ceiling? A leaky pipe, a pimple you couldn't reach? It could be any number of things. He was more than willing to help out with any of them.
"What won't go away?" He was intrigued. If something was wrong, he wanted to help. "Ugh. I'm so fucking horny and I can't, you know," you mutter sheepishly, glancing around the room to avoid eye contact. "Get it, per say." Peter nearly smiled.
"And you want my help?" He asks, somewhat huskily with his brows cocked and a smirk growing on his lips. You nod slowly, biting your lip and gently chewing on it. "Please, if you're okay with it." He smiled properly this time. "Yeah sure, what do you want me to do." You were relieved that he had said yes but now you were stuck, you weren't the most comfortable person when it came to sex. You enjoyed it, hell you loved it, especially with him. He knew all the little tips and tricks to get you going, but asking for it was a different ball game. Usually Peter would initiate it, or you would kiss him in such a way and he would just know so you didn't need to say much.
You wracked your brain for the right words but all that you got out was. "Um. I don't know, anything you think will help." You shrug, trying to keep yourself in check with that God damn throbbing in between your thighs. Peter sits up more and cups your cheek with his hand. "Alright." He whispers, his breath so warm and close to your neck only made the sensation worse.
"Gentle or rough?" He asks as he softly kisses at your neck. You resisted the urge to moan, even though you weren't sure how to respond. "Maybe start gentle and I'll let you know if I want more." You utter carefully. He pulled back and smiled. "Perfect." With that he gently brought your face to his and started kissing you. You melted into the kiss, Peter's hands on your cheek and neck, his lips on yours felt so right. That annoying throbbing was still there but it was slowly lessening to a more manageable feeling, thank god.
Peter deepened the kiss, running his tongue along your bottom lip to ask for entrance, you let him in. You French kissed like you were in Paris until he moved his kisses down your neck and towards your collarbones. "Can I remove this?" He asks as he takes the hem of your shirt. "Please." You nearly moan, needing him. He complies and helps you out of your shirt, leaving you completely topless, with just some panties on. He held your back and one of your breasts as he kissed and sucked at your neck. You let out a light moan. Peter guided you down onto the bed and started playing with your breasts, gently pinching your nipples here and there, going to suck on them. You let out a very light moan at the sensation, your anticipation and desire growing until you groaned loudly.
"What do you want love." He asks as he kisses up and down your torso, occasionally sucking on one nipple and blowing cold air on in afterward to get them hard. You loved and hated when he did that. You curled your toes in enjoyment. "Just. Mm. Keep doing what you're doing and move downward." You felt him smile against your boobs. You gently played with his hair as he trailed the kisses down to the top of your panties.
Before Peter could even ask, you stripped the panties off and tossed them aside. Peter met your eyes for a second before leaning down and spreading your thighs with his hands, gently rubbing them before his mouth met your clit. You almost cried at the feeling. Fuck you needed this. You needed this so badly. You let out a moan to let Peter know he was doing the right thing and he started sucking harder. You nearly whimpered and grabbed his hair.
"Oh fuck. Oh please keep going." Peter obeyed, sucking and licking at your clit, circling with with his tongue before he moved down and lightly tongued at your entrance. You gasped at thr feeling. The throbbing and now at it's worst and you knew what you wanted. "Finger me." Peter licked. Long and slow across your entrance, lapping at the wetness that wouldn't go away. "I didn't hear that. What must I do princess?" You needed it. You needed his fingers curling inside of you and caressing your g-spot bringing you closer and closer to the ecstasy you couldn't attain yourself.
"Peter finger me, first nice and slow and then harder." You practically growled. He came up and kissed you. "Consider it done." At that he locked lips with you and slid one finger inside your entrance. He pulled it out and then pushed back in again, going torturously slow. "Don't tease Parker." You nearly snarl. He chuckles. "You're no fun." He jokes before he lowers himself and starts tonguing your clit and adding a second finger, going slightly faster. You hummed in contentment, the feeling was so erotic and so hot you felt yourself getting wetter, if that were even possible.
Peter kept fingering you, going slightly faster and faster. Your breathing was ragged now and you were close, feeling a knot building in your lower stomach. "Ummh Peter." You whine. He knew then that you were close and he sped up. You nearly cried out as he did that. "Please Fuck me." Peter didnt need to be told twice. He removed his fingers and sucked them clean before grabbing a condom from the nightstand and slipping it on. "Fuck me. Please. Ugh, I need you." You almost beg.
He didn't waste any time. Peter slid into you and didn't even leave time to adjust, he just started ramming. Being a superhero, he had some serious strength, endurance and agility, which meant when he pounded into you, you felt it, and you would feel it tomorrow too. You moaned louder than you had in a long time and wrapped your arms around his torso, scratching at his back. You whined. "Ah, uh. Peter. You're making me feel so good. Oh god please keep going." He took that as a sign to go faster and you felt your orgasm building at an impossible speed. Peter kept pounding and every thrust hit your G-spot making you cry out in ecstasy. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Peter kissed at your neck. "Ah you feel so good." He mumbled I'm your ear. You scratched at his back harder as he kept pounding into you.
As You reached your high you screamed, clawing into Peter's back as your legs shook. Peter didn't stop though, instead be kept going. You were so sensitive but it felt so good. You whined and moaned. Peter started rolling his hips snd dropped one hand to circle your clit. This oversimulation caused you to have a second orgasm. You cried out his name, euphoria finally yours. With panted and ragged breathing, your hearing started becoming slightly lessened, white light covered your vision as your whole body shook with the aftershocks of your orgasm. The light tingling sensation made you feel even more euphoric. Peter filled the condom before slowing his thrusts and finally stopping, but not moving from out of you. He just left his warm cock inside.
"I'm so glad I woke you up." You say breathlessly. Peter laughs. "Me too, though I'm sure the neighbors aren't happy about it" you chuckle. "Give me a minute and then we can go for round two." Peter smiled. "I like the sound of that." He says before engulfing your lips in a passionate kiss.
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Hi hi! Can i please have an obey me matchup, if you're not too busy I'm sorry!! Im an autistic 17 year old trans male, 5'7 with dyed pink hair. I was in an abusive house hold for years, so i want to be protected! I have an eating disorder so im really insecure, especially about my thighs. Im seen as the baby of the group, kind and sweet and innocent. i love to draw, write, and sing! I love animals, and im a people pleaser. i have a hard time saying no, snd im loyal no matter what! But im also a huge air head, which comes with trusting people too easily. i don't get math or science, but my special interests are history and music! I dont like conflict or arguing, but I'll stand up for my friends!!! Thabk you so much please have a great day!
I’m never too busy for my followers! 😄 I hope you’re in a way better situation sweetie! I’ll protect you! 😾👊🏻
I’m the mom of my friend group so I have an automatic soft spot for you already 🥺
I really hope you like your ship!
I ship you with...
Mammon!
* OKAY so Mammon absolutely loves you
* How could he not? you’re so precious!
* The moment he laid his eyes on you he knew he was a goner
* The beautiful pink color in your hair and the sweet, innocent look in your eyes captivated him immediately
* He just wanted to hold you tight and never let go
* But he’d never say that out loud
* What a tsun tsun 🙄
* When you told him what you’ve gone through, he was furious
* He actually cried because who would ever even think to hurt you?
* Every insult he’s ever gotten from his brothers and peers no longer matter
* All that mattered was you
* All he wanted to do was protect you
* He couldn’t care less about what anyone else thought of him
* Because the way you looked up to him and defended him made him happier than he’s ever been in his entire life
* You’re truly an angel
* Every night he tells you that he loves you
* He wants you to never forget how much he loves you
* He will shower you with compliments
* Be prepared
* You could just be sitting at your desk and he come up to you
* “Oi! You’re looking very handsome there, baby!”
* You just blink up at him like “I’m just sitting here ???”
* Then he’d go on a rant about how you just look so attractive doing anything
* Mammon loves to hear you sing
* With the right amount of persuasion, he’ll sing along with you
* He’ll definitely ask you to sing him to sleep
* Will slow dance with you
* He’s not that bad
* Loves to watch you draw
* The first art piece you drew for him is in his wallet
* He cherishes it more than his credit card
* He’ll always be around you when you’re around new people
* He doesn’t want anyone to take advantage of you
* When you talk to him about history he’ll listen intently and nod along even though he has no idea what you’re talking about
* He’s trying 🥺
* He just loves the bright look in your eyes when you get passionate about it
* Mammon’s just absolutely so in love with you and even if he isn’t the brightest or the strongest, he’ll fight for you until his last breath
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