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mrshipsmcgee · 2 years

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You and Peter like to role play— you’re always the damsel about to be ravaged, and he’s always the hero who saves you, and it’s his favorite game ever. Until one day you suggest you’d like to see him play the villain instead.

It’s a little surprising to him at first— he’s a bit shy and uncomfortable with the thought of “. “harming” you. But it doesn’t take long for it to be his new favorite fantasy.

Oh….. Ohhhhh. My god. Thank you so much - thank you for this.

tasm!Peter Parker x (fem) Reader

Warnings: SMUT CENTRAL!! ALL ABOARD -

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Peter’s breath was hot on your neck, trailing kisses down your throat as he’s on top of you on the couch - both of you panting as his hands fly under your shirt, grasping at your breasts before you pull away. Peter’s doe eyes stare at you, a mixture of confusion and lust washed over his face as he’s breathless. “Are you okay?”

You nod, looking up into his eyes - his hair messy and big from your fingertips running through it. “I want to play, Pete,” you whisper, trailing your hand up his chiseled chest. “We haven’t played in weeks.”

“Oh?” He raises his eyebrows, a warm blush covers his cheeks as he quickly lifts you up from the couch as he stands - allowing you to wrap your legs around his waist. “Who am I saving you from today, my beauty?”

Blushing, you look away from his gaze as he holds you in his arms - “What if I don’t want to be saved? What if I want to see what happens when the bad guy gets to have his way with his damsel?” Peter’s gulp is loud hearing you speak. “What if you were the bad guy?”

He’s quiet as he processes your request. “Okay,” he whispers. “Do you want me to still be Spiderman, but like a bad version?” “Yes, please - Pete. Would you? If you’re uncomfortable we can do our normal hero saving damsel. If you’re uncomfortable we don’t -.”

“No,” he was stern, “I want to see if I have what it takes. I’m curious if I can be a bad guy. Give me a few minutes?” He gently places you back on the couch, walking into the bedroom and shutting the door.

A few minutes pass and you begin to scroll on your phone, waiting patiently for Peter to come out of your bedroom. It had been fifteen minutes and still no Peter. “Peter? Sweetheart?” You yell, growing more concerned than anything. Maybe he got a call and had to go?

You stand, opening up the door to your bedroom and seeing it empty - no Peter to be found. Concern turned to dread as you yell for him again. “Peter?”

Then, all of the sudden - every light in the house goes dark. Pitch black. And then someone grabs you from behind, gripping your mouth and nose closed with their large hand. A strong arm wraps around your waist and drags you into the living room. You scream loudly, kicking and punching to fight your capture.

“Peter! Please, Peter!” You start to cry as the person lets you go. The lamp in the corner of the living room turned on, revealing a maskless Peter - his face full of concern. “Too much? Am I hurting you, baby?”

You stare at him, mouth agape as you felt the heat grow between your legs - a familiar wetness seeps out of you as you shake your head. “No, Peter - I mean, bad guy. What’s your bad guy name?”

He quickly turns the lamp off, whispering - “It doesn’t matter what my name is, wench.”

“Peter, did you just call me a wench? Are you a pirate?” You let out a laugh before Peter was on you, gripping your throat in his large hand as his other gripped your mouth again. You couldn’t lie, him being forceful like this did something for you. Your dorky, precious man being a villain.

And then you stopped being able to think as you felt your nightgown slowly be torn off and something sticky wrap around your wrists and ankles, pinning you to the wall completely nude.

Your legs and arms were spread, leaving your vulnerable.

“He’s not coming to save you,” Peter whispered, turning the lamp back on. You were stuck to the wall by his webbing. And Peter sat in the armchair beside the couch across the room from you.

“Peter,” you whispered in a smile, enjoying this far too much. He is stoic, quickly shooting another web and covering your mouth. “Better.” A villainous smile shown across his face as he stood, stalking toward you slowly. His eyes were dark.

“I had to cover your mouth so no one could hear you scream,” he growls. “Now I can have you all to myself and no one knows it,” his long fingers traced from your clavicle down to your pubic bone, sending shivers down your spine. You could feel your slick starting to run down your leg.

God, this was hot.

“I’m going to do things to you that you will never be able to forget,” he brings his lips to your ear, giving it a tender kiss. “I’m going to make you my sex slave tonight, and there is nothing you or anyone else can do about it.”

You gulp as Peter’s fingers trace down your swollen lips, dipping into the sloppiness of your pussy. “Oh, baby girl - so wet just for me?” His fingertips rub your clit in between them, hitting the nerves deep in the hood. Your body shakes, gaining a chuckle from Peter.

“I think I’m just going to have to clean you up, you nasty girl. You got yourself a mess, that won’t do,” he knelt down before you, his finger tips moving outward, spreading your lips and exposing your nub.

You were dripping and Peter was starving.

He saw the wetness down your inner thigh and took his tongue, licking it up - followed by a few sucks, making sure to get it all. He then latches on to your clit, sucking it harshly - moaning as he lapped up your juice before sucking it again. Your moans are muffled by his webbing.

“Delicious,” he moans, licking his fingertips before attacking your clit again, flicking it before swirling circular motions around it. He waists no time shoving two fingers inside of you, bouncing them perfectly as he continued to abuse your nub.

“Why don’t you be a good girl and cum on my fingers before I decide to fuck you? Good girls cum on my fingers first,” he growls, adding a third finger as his flat tongue rocks side to side on your pussy.

And cum you did. Hard. Body shaking hard. And gosh, Peter loved it. He stood, rubbing his rock hard erection on you as he whispered in your ear, “no one is coming to save you. You just get to take my thick cock and suffer. Maybe I should just fuck you until you’re drooling? Until your thoughts are nothing but me?”

You nod, eyes rolling in the back of your head as he rubs his tip on your already sensitive clitoris. He smiles, he loves it. He rocks his hips, sliding himself along your slick before he enters you. You both cry out in loud moans as he rocks out of you before thrusting in again.

Peter grabs your leg, ripping the webbing from your ankle as he holds it to the side for a better position. He’s hitting places you didn’t know would feel good as he grips your throat again with his gloved hand. “My good girl takes my cock so well.”

Your walls are tense as you orgasm again, Peter pounding into you knowing he had made you finish again. “It’s my turn,” he growls, ripping the webbing from your other ankle, spreading your legs further as he bottoms out in you. “You’re mine now.” He lets out a groan and you feel hot cum paint your walls. “No one else’s. Mine.” He lets out a few more thrusts before his head rests on yours, both sweaty and satisfied.

His doe eyes look at you as he removes the webbing from your mouth and wrists. “Maybe I like being the bad guy?”

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I hope you liked it… -

Cait <3

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mrshipsmcgee · 2 years

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peter cumming in your mouth then having you make out with him right after-- -justnotforbread;)

Peter crawls over you while you’re laid out on the bed. He slides his hardened cock into your mouth, holding you down as he starts to side himself further into your mouth. “You okay, baby?” He asks, looking down at you as he holding your head in his grip. You nod, coaxing his dick further into your eager mouth, gagging a little as you adjust to his tip hitting the back of your throat.

He moans, pulling out as you eye him, whispering, “do it again.”

“W- what?” He whispers.

“Bottom out in my mouth,” you say. “I love the way it feels. It turns me on. It makes me feel like your own personal whore. Or pornstar.”

Peter gulps at your words, “Oh -.” His dripping cock twitches in your face. You smile villainously.

“Please baby?” You give him your best puppy dog face - gaining a moan from deep within his throat. “Fine.”

He starts to bottom out slowly into your throat, holding you down and watching you take it - making sure you’re safe as he starts to fuck your face.

“My baby feels so good taking me,” he moans. “You feel so good at taking all of me.” He’s breathless as he starts to pick up the pace, watching you as salvia drips out of your mouth.

Something in Peter switches as he tightens his grip in your hair, “You’re all mine. No one else’s. I’m gonna cum down your throat and make you mine, baby.”

You moan, the vibrations sending him over the edge as he starts to twitch. “I’m gonna cum,” his voice is deep and raspy as he tries to pull away. But your grip tightens around his thighs, keeping him thrusting into your mouth as he lets his warm load trickle down your eager throat.

“C’mere,” he’s breathless as he drops down to where you lay, gripping your jaw as he licks your lips, “you did so good.” He continues to kiss you passionately before pulling away. “Now let me cum inside of you, too.”

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I’m tipsy I’m sorry

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mrshipsmcgee · 2 years

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hey cait!

i have this headcanon where reader is “innocently” teasing poor pete all day when they’re out shopping and having lunch. reader is fully aware that as soon as they step foot in her apartment peter will go absolutely feral and starved for her. pete will tease for their behavior, but of course give in eventually. the sex will be so steamy and dirtyyyy. gosh i’m going insane just thinking of it😅

my thoughts are peter parker and peter parker only ughh🙇‍♀️

Manda Manda Manda - my sweet beautiful Manda. That headcannon is ✨chef’s kiss✨ incredible. This got real nasty real quick omg

Warnings: smut central, baby!!

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Music played in a muffled tone over the speakers of the store you and Peter were in, the last stop of the day. You step past where Peter stood looking at video games, rubbing your ass against the front of his jeans in the process before standing beside him.

“Find anything good, Pete?” You ask, side eying him - trying to not giggle at the blush that had come over his cheeks. You turn, placing your fingertips on the peak of his shoulder as you smirk, “What’s wrong, baby?”

“What do you mean?” he paused, placing his hands in a fist in front of his crotch, standing tall before clearing his throat. “I’m good, babe.” His words were quick, you could tell you had finally started to wear him down. You could feel the lust radiating off of his body after teasing him while shopping all day.

“Are you okay, baby?” You ask in a whine, staring him dead in the eyes, a large smile plastered across your face. Peter didn’t say anything.

As a matter of fact, Peter didn’t say another word to you until you stepped through the doorway of your apartment. He dropped his bags, shoving you against the wall as he growled, “You are such a damn tease.”

His eyes were hungry as they stare at your lips, then trail down to your chest. “You know, baby - I really don’t like it when you tease me in public,” he said, quickly taking the top of your dress in his fist and quite literally ripping it off of your body, your underwear coming off shortly thereafter.

The cold air hit all of your most tender spots, now warm from the blood rushing through your body. You were ready for him to pounce on you, to make you his own.

But Peter had different plans. He backed away from you, crossing his arms as he whispered, “Get on your knees.” Your eyes widened as your stomach dropped at his command.

He pointed his finger towards the ground, “Now.”

You drop to your knees, looking up at Peter as he walks towards you - his crotch right in your face as he slowly starts to take off his belt, “Give me your wrist.” He wraps your wrist in the belt, tightening it to constrict you.

He smirks, beginning to unzip his pants, pulling them down. His wet boxers were right in your face, his cock’s outline made your mouth water. And then he takes them off, cock bouncing in your face wet with precum.

His large hand wraps around the base of your neck as he pulls you close, looking down at you as he stands above where you knelt. “You want to be a tease?” You nod, villainously smirking up at his dark eyes. He’s holding the back of your head in both of his hands, the tip of his cock brushed against your lips before you take it in your mouth. He grunts as he thrusts into your mouth, eyes rolling in the back of his head.

But he’s getting too into it. He wants to savor you - so he pulls out of your mouth, wraps his arm around your waist and picks you up seamlessly. Peter throws you on his couch as he falls to his knees in front of you, grabbing your inners thighs and yanking your heat close to his face, licking his lips as he looks at his meal.

With a flat tongue he licks up your slit, rocking his tongue back and forth on your clit as he looked you in the eye, grabbing your still bound wrist in one of his hands. He secretly loved the control. He licked your pussy again, and again - literally making your core hurt from wanting him inside of you, never breaking eye contact with you. “Peter, please.”

Your words cause him to pull away, smiling as he stood, pulling the rest of his clothes off before his hands wrapped around your waist again, flipping you onto your stomach.

His hand meets your ass as he gives you a spank, standing behind you and pulling your hips into his from behind. His cock rubbed against your entrance over and over, running over your slit before slipping in with ease since he had gotten you so soaking wet.

“Oh my fucking god,” he groaned as he bottomed himself out inside of you, moaning along with him. He started to thrust in and out of you, filling you up each time. His thrusts became sloppy as he pushed your chest and face into the couch, arching your back as he fucked you. His long fingers found their way to your sensitive and swollen nub, rubbing it in between his fingertips and sending shockwaves through you.

“Peter, I’m going to cum,” you whisper in a moan. Peter’s right foot braces on the couch as he fucks himself into you, hitting your g-stop as your walls contract around him, seeming to milk his hot cum from his cock. He moans your name as he finishes inside of you, rocking back and forth just to feel his cum squishing inside of you, “Good girl.”

He pulls out, quickly bringing you into his arms and taking the belt off of your wrist. Peter kisses your nose lightly, then your wrist. “I’m sorry if I was too rough, my baby. Do you want me to go pick up take out?”

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mrshipsmcgee · 2 years

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“Tell me what you would want to do, if you were here right now.”

Dirty talk with Peter while he is waiting on Spiderman action whilst on patrol

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“Hey baby,” you whisper.

“Hey, you,” Peter giggles, his mask halfway up his face as he talks to you on the phone. “I miss you.”

“Nah, I miss you more,” you say, feeling fearless as lust rushed through your veins, becoming part of you as you spoke. “I wish you were here, Pete.”

“No way,” he chuckles. “I miss you more. Gosh, the things I’d do to you if I could get my hands on you.” He blushed to himself, feeling his cock grow hard in his Spidersuit as he sat, tucked away on a high rise building.

“Well, prove it,” you smile as you speak. “Tell me what you would want to do if you were here right now, Pete.”

He clears his throat, beginning to palm his cock as he speaks. “Easy,” he starts, “I’d web you to the wall and eat you out until you begged me to stop.” He moans to himself continuing to run his hand down his length.

You choke on your own saliva as Peter continues to speak. You weren’t used to hearing him talk like this. “Id edge you with my tongue until you couldn’t speak. And then I’d fuck you slowly - making you cum over and over again until you begged me to be done with you. I want to fuck you until you leak my cum.” He started to rub the tip of his cock through his suit, the sensation making him quiver. “I’d want to watch it drip out of your perfect pussy. And then I would fuck you again just because I can.”

“Peter,” you whisper into the phone. “Come home, please.”

He smirks, “I’ll be there soon. Maybe I should surprise you?”

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