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josephtrohman · 9 days

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sorry if you’ve been asked this before, would you be willing to spare some joetrick fic recs? i’m getting super back into them and the bandom so wanted to jump back in with some recs maybe!! (do you still prefer top joe? do you have any toppy patrick? if thats not your bag i don’t mind i’ll honesty take anything you think is well written atp 😁 ty!!!)

i’m sorry it’s taken me a couple days to answer this anon!!! finals got me both tweaking and sleep deprived at the same time somehow. also tho let it be known there is nothing to be sorry for at allllll omg, and there Never is, imagine my inbox as a safe warm place where i’m always here for ANYTHING. anyways, i have answered some joetrick fic recs earlier, here is the link to that post which has my crème de la crème joetrick fics, but i always have more in my back pocket!!! start with that other post’s list tho first for sure!!!! just bc they are THEE BEST. ok gonna put the rest under a break here (including my answers to ur question LOLL) :3

i truthfully have mellowed out when it comes to top/bottom preferences lol (i wonder if ur an og follower and saw my ask from like 2016 that i may have answered more intensely about preferring top joe and oh god the 'bottom patrick network' i was in way back when networks were a thing HDKDJDKDJSJ). i actually really enjoy top patrick/bottom joe in this day and age but there is like. none still. so i dont have much to offer u 💔 but im working on something and so is a fobtwt friend of mine so keep ur eyes peeled!!!

i combed my archive and found u my (very) slim pickings for toppy patrick. which imo is a disgrace and i Have contributed to this pattern of mostly bottom patrick w my fics BUT i hope to change this fact as i have a wip that’s just pwp top patrick/bottom joe maybe coming in the next several months LOLLLL (also my fobtwt friend as i mentioned). but i’ll start with the closest things i can find. i’m gonna break it down with the kind of adjacent to ur request fics First and then give a few more recs after :)

an exploration of the bounds of venus by disloyalorder. this might be the only top patrick pure joetrick smut on ao3 (that i found well-written enough to save at least <3). it’s got a heavy dose of mommy kink/mommy dom stuff so i guess if that’s not ur thing then u really will have to stay tuned for my fic ;) haha

wasted summer by terriblewritings. shoutout to the author for dropping it in my inbox!!! it has the mommy kink too and a liiiiiiittle talk of weight just in an appreciative way idk but a warning; it’s toppy patrick in the sense of dom patrick bc there’s no penetration, but it’s rly good!!! author says there might be more coming too ;3

token by gigantic. this one i found on total accident, i had been digging around on this user’s livejournal because they have two PHENOMENAL wentzman fics up (if u want those recs too lmk) but basically this one is joe on a gay sex mission lol, it is explicit but ofc when u get to the goods (aka the JOETRICK SCENE) it's all fade-to-black instead 💔 but still SOOOOO good so unbelievably well written!!!

i had it listed it in the other rec ask, but bdsm by heyginger has a brief mention of joe riding patrick (not explicit smut tho lol) AND of patrick tying joe up so it feels on the toppy patrick side for sure :)

also for good measure, though patrick is not toppy to JOE in these ones, there are two jeterick fics that feature patrick topping pete while joe does stuff to them etc just maybe to scratch a similar itch? lay your head down -- and feel the beat and two's company, three's just right both by likeasugarcube.

begging all ao3 writers to PLEASEEE write more top patrick/bottom joe joetrick fics i want to read joe get fucked like he deserves <3 ok anyways

and now here r some general recs that aren’t toppy patrick related :)

my tongue is my choir by coricomille. patrick is mute (mixon is their vocalist) and it’s a wonderfully written, very sweet fic!!!

capture the phrases by rosiedoes fic. patrick has a secret admirer in the form of anonymous post it notes. so good<3

expensive mistakes by rosiedoesfic. cute little fic about the insta posts in mania era that had very joetricky captions :')

the cure to growing older by rosiedoesfic. a au fic where joe and patrick have been friends since they were little kids, a very cute growing up together type story :)

message in a bottle by bunnytrohman. a sweet lil getting together fic sent during 2ourdust. saur beautiful and the world needs more fics set in the stardust era imo!!!

take a breath (i know what's behind that door) by thesecondshow. joe checks in on/takes care of patrick right after the we liked you better fat post. really really beautifully written <3 (hai mitch if u see this)

your secret's out by the_seventh_avenger. cute lil fic, honestly hard to summarize with a lil blurb without giving everything away but love it so much!!

alpha dog by bunnytrohman. puppy play joetrick. i needn’t say more READ THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

leaving it there bc looking at my bookmark list there aren't like a TON more that i even really could rec so i'll save those for if someone else asks in another 10 months <3 lol love u anon my inbox (and dms!!! if u wanna reveal urself but no pressure) is always open to discuss these fics or ANYTHING too 💖

#anonymous #asks #fic recs

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twinkskeletons · 2 years

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hey can you give me your best peterick fic recommendations? my list of unread fics is dwindling

oh i do not think i am the best person to ask this as i have no bookmarking system other than my brain but we’ll see what i can remember i guess!! also sorry if u are interested in plots this list will probably be rather light on those u_u i see anything over 10k and im like. can i really even be bothered :/

kind of ai adjacent lol.. read a lot of their fics other good ones i remember are the christmas one, the bottom patrick one w vibrators and the irish one :]

idk what a better call saul is but these lawyer fics r soo good <3

i dont have a link for this bc idk the title or author but i vaguely remember one where pete does porn and patrick does [unknown] and they get the same bus?? if anyone knows this pls send it to me so i can add it >_> nvm found it :)

another i remember but cant find is the one where pete is insane and a stalker and patrick moves into the apartment next 2 him?? theres a halloween party and patrick is zorro i think and petes patrick bateman?? havent read it in a while but i thought i remembered who wrote it… apparently not though idk where its gone T_T

feel like u can definitely tell this was written in 2008 lol

also feels like a bit of a time capsule but i liked it :]

this ones just kind of cute :3 love old men with a weird gay thing going on (also excited to see where their baseball fic goes ^_^)

found this one just now looking 4 something else and ough. fem pete..

what i was trying to find :]

yeah. idk. what am i even supposed to say lol

thought bloodplay would Not be 4 me but this has very cool imagery actually … need more religion in fob fic i think <3 i remember their breathplay and dom patrick fics also being good :3

think i’ve gone through all the ones that were memorable to me in some way now… or u know that i could remember rn and found looking for others.. again i probably wasnt the best person to ask >_<

#not much of a fic connoisseur here lol #idk whats popular so u might have already read a bunch of these who knows!!#also sorry 4 being a top patrick preferrer … there are dozens of us..#answered #oh yeah one i wasnt sure abt putting in the rec list was this one where patrick is a ghost #and pete is a fake psychic #i read it wayy too late at night and it made me very miserable so i will not be rereading it #did enjoy like the first half of it though #like i’ve said before im the biggest weenie in the world #so if u have a better tolerance for being really sad than i do id say check it out :)

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idyllicstarker · 4 years

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Fic prompt: Tony acts all high and mighty until he makes Peter mad and it makes him drop to his knees and go into sub space

Thank you for the ask anon!

I struggled a little, I won’t lie to you. One, I’ve never really tried to write sub space before, two I’m still getting used to bottom!tony. So those two togther meant I was really pushing my ideas.

I don’t think you particularly wanted an established relationship, but I wasn’t confident enough to write anything too long. Hence why there isn’t much progression and it’s quiet short.

I’m not happy with this and I’ll openly admit it. But since I didn’t know who to contact to apolgise formally, I tried my best to at least write you something.

I’m really sorry.

Warnings: Sub!Tony, Dom!Peter, implicit toxicity in a relationship, sexual themes

Tony knew he was annoying.

It wasn’t exactly something he tried to hide. It wasn’t an opinion that people may hold. It was just a simple fact. Even Tony admitted wholeheartedly that he could be a real arrogant bastard when he set his mind to it.

He knew exactly how to pick at people until they were dying to get away from him. It was a trait he’d picked up from Howard. The only difference was, Tony used it for a laugh. A false persona of his superiority. But unlike Howard, Tony didn’t like to be on top all the time.

Metaphorically and figuratively I guess.

But for the past few weeks, Tony seemed to have forgotten his place. He’d been a little shit to everyone- acting as if he was so much better than them. And it didn’t seem like it was going to stop anytime soon.

His self-proclaimed self-importance (and therefore self-entitlement) started one day and just never stopped. Tony had placed himself on a pedestal above the others, acting as if he’d earned some kind of superior status overnight. They weren’t sure if Tony’s true colours were showing through, or if it was some kind of sick joke, but as the fourth week approached everyone was sick and tired of the man’s behaviour.

Even Peter, who idolised the man, and loved him more than anything, was pretty much at ends with the way Tony had been treating him lately.

“So what, we just bust in there Rogers..? Die? They’ll kill us all in ten seconds dipshit”

In the meeting room, the avengers were silent. Steve stood at the head of the table, the screen behind him lit up with their mission plan. He was angry, and only getting angrier with Tony’s continuous backchat and snide remarks about everyone and everything.

With a sigh he turned to glare at the man, arms crossed over his broad chest as he shook his head, completely unamused. . “So do you have any better ideas?”, he asked.

But the question was only returned with a half-hearted shrug of shoulders. “Isn’t that your job? We both know it won’t go to plan and I’ll end up leading when we get there anyway”, Tony waved his hand passively, slouched back in his chair.

“Tony”, Peter quipped gently, remaining soft as usual, never usually getting mad at Tony no matter what he did. But he could sense the anger radiating of Steve, and he wanted to avoid a fight between the two. He’d deal with Tony’s attitude later.

Sitting up in a manner in which can only be described as an excitable meerkat, he raised his hand for permission to contribute.

“Why don’t some of us try going in from the back, and the others distracting them, that way-”

“Peter, shush, we’re talking”, Tony cut him off, finally looking up from the stark pad in his hands with an uninterested gaze.

Peter went silent, his excited posture slipping away as he looked over at Tony, seemingly quite hurt. “Why are you being like this Tones”, he spoke, his voice much quieter but it didn’t lose the softness it usually held. He wasn’t angry, just upset, at least for now.

“Sweetheart you know I love you, but you’re eighteen and have about as much skill as Barton. Why don’t you go play in the lab for a while.” Peter could deal with Tony’s sass, he could deal with his arrogance sometimes, but doubting his skill was a low blow.

To the right of him, there came an offended “hey” from Clint but Peter ignored it.

“You’re being an arse Tony”, Peter said, his eyebrows knitted with frustration as he looked over Tony’s face but there was no ounce of remorse present.

Red faced Peter huffed lightly, before abruptly standing up and grabbing onto Tony’s shoulder. It seemed Tony had forgotten that Peter’s super strength, although not used often, was as enhanced as it could be.

He roughly pulled Tony up, gripping onto the collar of his shirt. “Excuse us for a moment guys”, Peter said quietly, not giving any explanation as he dragged Tony from the room.

The man didn’t struggle, actually finding Peter’s sudden confidence quite amusing. In Tony’s mind it was like a kicked puppy growing at his owner. Adorable.

Or so he thought, at least.

“Where are we going?”, Tony asked with a laugh, stumbling as Peter pulled him down the hallways. He didn’t get an answer, but he realised soon enough as Peter pulled the door open to their (or rather his but Peter had claimed as his own at the beginning of their relationship) bedroom.

With a grunt, Peter pulled him inside, letting out a long breath to try and calm his anger, before slamming the door.

“I’ll ask you one more time, what’s gotten into you?”, Peter said. trying to keep his voice steady. His fingers tapped at his thigh keeping a careful gaze on Tony as the man adjusted his collar with a smirk.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about sweetheart”, he hummed, only to have Peter scoff.

“You’ve been nothing but downright rude to everyone Tony”, Peter whispered, the pain in his eyes clear. He was frustrated at not being able to get through to him, but also more than upset at the fact that Tony was acting like he was some child. “What you said to me, just now in the meeting, was uncalled for. If my age means I can’t even talk in meetings because I’m too young, then why are you even with me.”

It was evident that in that moment Tony’s facade dropped. He knew deep down that he was hurting the ones he loved dearly. But even himself couldn’t figure out why. He just felt compelled.. wrong, but uncontrollable.

Peter however, well Peter was pretty sure he knew.

Tony sighed, stepping forward slowly in a guilty manner. “I’m sorry baby, you know I didn’t mean it-”

Yet much like Tony had cut him off, Peter held up a hand with a glare.

“No Tony, I know you didn’t mean it. But you’re sure as hell ain’t sorry. Making a direct attack against my skills, and my age, you wouldn’t do that. You’re nice despite whatever kind of hero complex you currently have. It’s not the truth, and we both know that”, Peter said, his voice raising slightly.

By the way Tony was shifting uncomfortably at being put in his place, Peter realised he was right.

He didn’t let Tony even open his mouth, arms crossed over his chest he lifted his shoulders slightly. He was in no way taller than Tony, but it gave him a bit of height.

“That’s how I know you’re just doing this for attention”, Peter finished, his eyes bright at his newfound power between them, as he looked over Tony. The man in question looked good in surprise, a small frown on his lips.

“What…?”, he questioned quietly.

“Attention”, Peter repeated, “You’re being a brat on purpose”, he stated stubbornly, looking Tony up and down with an angry gaze.

Tony almost choked. Looking over Peter with an embarrassed gaze. “A brat, really Pete?”, he muttered quietly.

“Yes. A brat. That’s all you are. Don’t act like you haven’t been doing this so that I’d notice and out you in your place”, sensing Tony’s embarrassment, Peter sighed quietly, moving to run a hand through Tony’s hair gently. Unlike usual, in which he may press a kiss to his wrist or something like that, this time Tony nuzzled against the hand with a quiet mewl.

“Don’t think this is me letting you go away with this”, Peter said sternly after a moment, pulling his hand away. “You’ve hurt Steve, been mean to Clint, made Bucky very conscious this week, and you even pissed James off. If all you needed was for me to take charge, you didn’t need to act up to do it. And when we’re done here you’re going to apologise.”

Tony nodded lightly, refusing to look at Peter, but gasped as he felt a sharp grip grab onto his chin and force him into look into deep brown eyes. “Use your words…”. Peter growled.

Tony let out a shaky breath, his throat suddenly very dry as he swallowed before opening his mouth. “Okay”, he croaked our, but by the darkening of Peter’s eyes he tensed, not even needing Peter to say it before he continued: “Yes sir”, he finally answered. Peter raised an eyebrow - Tony coughed slightly. “Yes master”, he finally muttered.

Peter smiled, not his usual cute innocent smile, but an amused smirk. “Good boy”, he hummed, pressing a kiss to Tony’s lips gently before pulling away. “It’s not good enough tho, you’re going to have to work harder than that to gain my forgiveness!”

Practically keening at the praise, Tony dropped to his knees, head bowed, hands on his knees. “I’m sorry sir, please forgive me”, he begged quietly , chest rising and falling as he panted softly at the thrill of it all.

Peter laughed, quite enjoying the sight in front of him, titling his head slightly. “Mhm, I dunno baby, you’ve been real bad”, he teased, revelling in the sound of Tony’s whine.

“See, all you needed was for me to take care of you. Right Tony? The little brat just needed some attention from his master?”, he asked, as Tony nodded eagerly.

“Y-yes sir. I’ve been such a bad boy. Wanna make it up to you. Bad boy, I’m a bad boy. Do anything master”, he hummed, looking up at Peter, wide eyed and innocent.

“Okay baby, don’t worry, I’m going to make sure you pay for your behaviour”, he said softly, pressing a light kiss to his head, before he pulled Tony’s head to his crotch.

Instantly Tony began to mouth at Peter’s thigh, never once taking his gaze away him as he began to undo his pants.

Yeah, Peter was sure he could get used to this sometimes. Sure Tony was annoying, but if this is what he got out of it, Peter wasn’t complaining at all.

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lousimusician · 5 years

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Faking It

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Request: Ik you're busy working on sex pollen right now but when you could could you do one where the reader has never orgasmed with any of their SO and when they start having sex/dating peter they dont want to make him feel bad so they just fake it? And somehow peter finds out the truth and he just turns super dom and makes her cum like....a lot? Thanks! I love your writing so much!

A/N: I fell in love with this request the second I saw it omgggg, it's so goooood. Thank you to the anon who requested this, I hope I did it justice lol. I also wasn't planning to write whole ass fics for the requests and make them more like blurbs or something, but some of your guy's ideas are so good I couldn't help myself.

Warning: Smuttttt, Oral (fem recieving), language, Peter and the reader are both 18

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Peter had really just been passing through when he overheard the conversation that made his stomach twist with shame and embarrassment.

It had to be around midnight when Peter just finished patrolling Queens and he decided to stop by his girlfriend's apartment for a few minutes.

Your window was open, and just as Peter was about to crawl through was when he heard it.

You were facetiming MJ while laying on your bed, and the two of you seemed to be in deep conversation, when he heard her say, "So you've been faking it this whole time?"

Peter stopped, interest piqued to find out what exactly you had been faking.

You groaned and tugged on your hair. "Yes."

"Is he that bad or is there another reason?" MJ asked mindlessly while she worked on her homework.

"No he's good, it's me. I just- I have a hard time.. y'know..-"

"Orgasming?"

You groaned again. "I hate this conversation."

MJ put her hands up in surrender. "Hey, you were the one that wanted to have this sex talk."

You rolled your eyes. "Anyway, I think I'm just scared I won't be able to and then he'll be all embarrassed and then I'll be embarrassed, so I... fake it. And it wouldn't be the first time either, I did the same with Ian and Devin."

"And Peter has no idea?" MJ asked, looking up from her homework.

"Well I hate to brag but by the time I started dating Peter I got very good at faking it." You said pathetically.

"(Y/N) that is the saddest thing I've ever heard, don't worry you're not bragging." She responded sarcastically.

"Yeah, I know. What do you think I should do? I just feel so guilty."

MJ shrugged her shoulders. "Don't know man. Just talk to him I guess, how long can you go pretending anyway."

You shook your head. "Yeah... I'm just- I'm gonna go to bed now, I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"See ya." MJ said before ending the call.

Peter backed away from your window, but lingered on the wall as everything you and MJ said sunk in.

And Peter didn't know how to feel anything other than embarrassed and betrayed.

You faked it,

Every. Single. Time.

And Peter began replaying every time the two of you had sex.

The first time you two were together, to when you had done it in the janitors closet, to when you told each other that you loved each other, to even just last night.

How had he never noticed before.

Peter punched the wall in frustration, before swinging back to his own apartment.

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"Hey Peter." You greeted your boyfriend the next morning at school, after arriving at his locker.

Upon hearing and seeing you Peter immediately remembered the anger he felt last night, so with gritted teeth and a clenched jaw responded with a simple, "Hey."

You furrowed your eyebrows at his tone but ignored it anyway. "So are we still hanging out later."

"Sure." He said without looking at you.

"Oookay?" You said confused by his attitude. "I'll talk to you at lunch then." You said, backing away before heading to your own class.

The rest of the day had gone by in a similar fashion. Peter was very off and you couldn't figure out why, except for that it had to be something with you because he was only acting coldly towards you.

The walk to his place with him after school was quiet and tense, and it was setting you on edge.

You tried to fill the silence with idle conversation but when his responses came off as less than interested, you finally gave up all together. And even when you reached his apartment, the two of you went straight to the bedroom silently save for the greetings to Aunt May.

The second Peter stepped into the bedroom he threw his bag down next to his desk and immediately pulled his homework out, and started on it even though it was a Friday, further proving to you that he was ignoring you.

Meanwhile, you on the other hand, decided to sit on his bed without a word.

You pulled out your phone and occupied your time with the device.

And that was how the night slowly progressed. You shooting glances at him, while Peter pretended not to notice as he continued his homework.

It wasn't until May popped in to tell you two that she was going out for a few hours with her friends that you finally said something.

"...Peter?" You asked quietly, and all you recieved was a hum in response. "Are you mad?"

Peter continued writing, "No." He said simply but with a bite that told you he was definitely angry.

"Did I do something?"

"No." He said again, jaw clenching.

"If you don't tell me, I can't fix it."

Peter stopped writing and began tapping his pencil against his paper, trying to figure out what to say. "...You've been faking it." He said as if the words burned his tongue, gaze fixed on the textbook in front of him.

You sat up on your knees, jaw dropped and eyebrows furrowed. "H-how-?"

"I went to stop by your place last night-"

"Y-you heard." You stuttered out in a small voice, shame seeping into your conscious.

"Yeah I heard." He said bitterly. "Did you really fake it every time?" He finally looked at you.

You gaped at him, torn between telling the truth and lying but the look he gave you told you it would be wisest to tell the truth. "...I did."

The pencil in his hand snapped.

"P-Peter I'm so sorry, I was just so embarrassed-"

"Oh you're embarrassed?" He asked sarcastically. "Imagine how I feel knowing that everytime I slept with my girlfriend I've never been able to make her cum."

"No! Peter it's really not your fault. The last two guys I dated were never able to make me cum either."

"Great, now I'm like those two assholes." He muttered, standing up.

You shot up off the bed, stepping closer to Peter. You placed your hands on his cheeks so he would give you his undivided attention. "Listen to me Peter." You said sternly. "I love you so much and I am sorry I never told you. You are so amazing in every way and if I'm being completely honest...I've never been able to make myself cum eith-"

You were roughly cut off by Peter's lips crashing against yours. Your hands fell to his chest, while one of his gripped your jaw firmly and the other tightly held your hip. "Stop talking." He muttered, his lips going to your neck.

"W-what?" You asked breathlessly.

"I said stop talking." He repeated more firmly this time. He picked you up and tossed you onto the bed, raising a hand to shoot a web at the door to keep it locked in case May came back early.

Peter moved on top of you now, leaning back. "This is how it's gonna go, I'm gonna do whatever it takes to make you cu-"

"But Pete-"

"I'm speaking now."

"S-sorry." You said, biting your lip.

"I'm going to make you cum alright?" He said pulling off his sweater, "And you're going to communicate with me this time to make sure- take off your shirt." You did as he said, taking your bra off too. "To make sure you do cum, and you're not going to fake it okay?"

You nodded profusely.

"Good. Now, you can talk." He said as his hands began undoing your jeans.

"..What if I can't though." You whimpered.

"That's why you're going to talk to me, princess." Peter said gently, voice losing its roughness at seeing how worried you were. He pulled your jeans off your legs. "You're going to tell me exactly what you need, and I'm going to re-learn everything about your body." Peter pulled off your panties next, leaving you completely naked. "...Grab the headboard for a second." He said, an idea coming to mind.

You cocked an eyebrow but did as he said anyway and jumped in surprise when he webbed your hands together.

You turned your head, looking at your hands, before looking back to Peter with a confused expression.

"I want the only thing you focus on to be on what I'm doing." He said, moving down your body so he was situated between your thighs.

He pulled your legs over his shoulders and you struggled to look down at him because of your bound hands. Without warning Peter flattened his tongue going from the bottom of your slit to the top, making you throw your head back into the pillow with a moan.

He did the same thing again only this time his lips latched onto your clit.

"Ahh~ fuck." You hissed.

His mouth worked against you until you were a whimpering mess, your hips beginning to grind against his face desperately, making him bring an arm up to pin you to the bed.

He knew you needed more but he wanted to hear it from you first so he pulled away and muttered. "Start talking princess." Before latching his lips back onto your clit.

"Y-your fingers." You stuttered.

He hummed against you, the vibration sending a wave of pleasure down your spine. Peter brought his free hand to your pussy and slid a finger in easily due to how wet you were.

His tongue worked your clit as he started thrusting and curling a finger into you.

And it felt good, it always felt so good. Which was why it was so goddamn frustrating to feel so much pleasure that went no where, built up to nothing.

But tonight you were as determined to cum as Peter was at making you.

"M-more~" You gasped out. Peter complied sliding a second finger in, his ministrations speeding up and using more force. "Peter~" You moaned. "Don't stop~ f-fuck."

The two of you sat there for god knows how long and Peter was finally starting to understand why you would fake it.

He pulled away, fingers still thrusting into you. "C'mon pretty girl, tell me what you need." You just looked so desperate to cum. Mouth gaping open as you whined and begged, your hips trying to move with him if not for the arm pinning you down, and it was driving Peter crazy. He was so hellbent on getting you to cum that he hadn't even registered how painfully hard he was, his own hips beginning to grind into the mattress for a sense of relief.

"I-I don't know." The words coming out as a frustrated sob, making Peter's heart clench.

That was when he got an idea.

Peter had always been aware of how gentle or rough he was with you, because if he didn't he could seriously hurt you due to his super strength.

But right now he realized that maybe that was just what you needed.

So with new intent, Peter slid a third finger in and started thrusting them into you, curling them to hit your g-spot perfectly. Mouth reattaching to your pussy again, he stimulated you with more force and strength behind every movement than he had ever used before.

And your reaction was immediate.

You practically screamed in pleasure. Body shaking almost violently, as your legs were wrapped tightly behind his back.

Your mind had gone fuzzy, never having felt this much pleasure before. And it was seriously fucking you up.

An unfamiliar knot started forming making you more and more desperate for Peter. And just as you felt you were about to fall over the edge for the first time.

Peter stopped, removing his fingers and mouth.

Your eyes shot wide open. "P-Peter." You sobbed. "Why'd you s-stop."

Peter crawled up your body, thumb wiping away the tears you didn't realize had fallen.

He kissed your lips before saying. "Couple of reasons. First, that's what you get for not telling me about this sooner, and second, I realized that I want to be in you the first time you cum."

You whimpered as he backed away so he could undo his pants. Your eyes raked up and down his lean muscular body, your fingers starting to itch with wanting to touch him.

"Can you dissolve the webs?" You asked.

He paused, looking at you for a second. "..No."

Your eyebrows furrowed. "B-but Peter-" You whined.

"No. I kinda like you like this, and I have a feeling you're going to need to hold onto the headboard because of how hard I'm gonna fuck you."

Your cheeks burned, he was never usually this forward. "Peter!" You spluttered.

He ignored you while he finished undressing himself, getting up to grab a condom before easily finding his spot on top of you again once he finished putting it on. He pressed his lips against yours again in an intoxicating kiss, while he gripped his cock to line up with your entrance and slowly pushed in, making the two of you moan into the kiss.

He pulled back slightly. "I'm not going to go easy on you." He said breathily, lips grazing yours as he spoke. "Think you can handle it?"

"Mhmm," you hummed.

"Good." He said, sitting up as a hand went to your leg to hike your thigh onto his hip, while his other hand started gripping the top of his headboard.

He admired the way you looked with your hands bound as you stared up at him wide eyed.

And without any warning he pulled back and snapped his hips roughly into you. You arched your back as a moan passed through your lips.

Peter kept a fast and rough pace, fucking into you hard. And he had found himself enjoying it much more than he thought he would, not having to hold back and be mindful of his powers.

You had been clearly enjoying yourself too. Your head tossed back in ecstasy while you moaned and whined incoherently, forgetting how to form words. You couldn't think at all, only being able to feel Peter.

The relief you felt when that unfamiliar knot started to form, letting you know that Peter may actually get you to cum, was amazing.

"P-Peter I think I'm gonna-" you cut yourself off with a moan.

"Y-yeah?" He grunted out, picking up more speed. "Then do it pretty girl. Cum." His hand that was on your thigh trailed down to your clit and he started rubbing it in rough circles.

The extra stimulation was what tipped you over.

You came with a loud scream of Peter's name on your lips. And you came hard. The pleasure feeling so unreal that you couldn't believe you had gone this long without ever experiencing it. Your vision turned almost black, seeing stars.

You had cum so hard you hadn't even realized Peter came too, until after you came down from the high.

You were panting, absolutely breathless, feeling Peter's weight on you as he was slumped against you now.

Your body was shaking, and you muttered out. "Holy shit."

You could feel Peter's smile against your shoulder. He pulled out, making you jump at the feeling and he rolled off of you, panting just as hard while the two of you stared at the bottom of the top bunk.

"You're amazing." You muttered again.

Peter laughed, grin widening. "And to think you could've been cumming this whole time if you just told me."

You rolled your eyes. "Yeah I know... I was just embarrassed."

"Don't be."

You hummed. "Can I stay the rest of the night?"

" 'course. I prefer you stay anyway."

"So.. can you dissolve the webs now?"

Peter turned his head to look at you, making you turn to look at him too. He raised an eyebrow. "You didn't think we were actually done, did you?"

You looked at him confused, "W-what?"

His hand ran down to your pussy again, finding your clit, making you jump. "I plan on making up for every time you faked it, by the end of the night."

"B-but what about May? She'll be back soon."

Peter glanced at the time, seeing that it was only 9. "Aunt May goes out with her friends once a month and she never has gotten home before 1 or 2 in the morning. We have time."

You stared at the glint in Peter's eyes, and knew you were utterly screwed. "Oh fuck."

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