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subbypeterparker · 2 years

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Instances with eager!Peter

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peter parker x fem!reader

No particular plot, just entirely filled with eager!peter concepts my friend told threatened me to write

more just criminally horny peter. enjoy!

concept #1: cumming while eating out

“Fuck, you’re doing so good, baby.”

Your praise sends waves to Peters cock, and he finds himself beginning to grind his erection into the mattress.

His tongue circles your clit, forcing your legs shut around his head as Peter suffocates between your legs.

“Keep going, you’re making me feel so good,” you breathe out.

He spurs on, roughly humping his cock against the material of the bed. His tongue enters your entrance, and your cunt clenches around the muscle.

“Mnghn,” he lets out a muffled moan into your cunt. His ruts into the mattress get more and more frantic as he desperately tries to not cum.

Your legs wrap themselves around his head, pushing him deeper into your cunt, and he can’t help himself from moaning out as he releases all over your bedsheets.

“I’m sorry,” he pants out. “Please let me make you cum!”

“Baby, it’s okay,” you lean down to kiss his forehead. “You look so hot when you cum between my legs.”

He grins up at you, and rests his head on your inner thigh while he catches his breath.

concept #2: cums while getting hair pulled

“Faster Pete!” your head rolls back as he continues to fuck you on the counter top.

He picks up the pace, and catches your lips on his as your hands brace yourself on the edge of the counter

“Your cunt feels so good, I’m so close to cumming!” he lets out a moan as you clench around him.

He brings a hand down to your clit, rubbing small circles on the nub. You grab onto his shoulders to ground yourself.

“Pete, fucking hell you feel amazing!” you moan out. “You’re doing so fucking good, making me feel good!”

While praising him, your hands drift up to Peters hair, and you accidentally give his hair a sharp tug.

His hips falter, and you feel his cock twitch inside your cunt as he spills his cum into you.

“I guess someone likes having their hair pulled,” you joke.

“Please do it again,” he says into your shoulder.

This. Fucking. Boy.

concept #3: eats you out in public

Teasing Peter in public = fun. Wearing a dress that shows off your tits and ass = double the fun.

It’s an interesting equation that only lands Peter in hot water when you use it to go to a gala with your dear friends from high school.

His hand has currently taken to staying on your knee under the table, inching up slightly every now and then, until he can almost feel your cunt with his fingertip.

His growing boner is getting more and more annoying to hide, and he does his best to stop himself from shifting around in his seat.

His eyes keep getting dragged down to where your tits sit, half exposed, and his dick gets harder.

“I’m going to go to the bathroom,” you stand up, sending Peter a quick look.

“I’m going too. Not with you, Y/n! Just going to the bathroom too!” he stumbles over his chair as he leaves.

Goddamn it Peter, play it cool next time.

You both head into the family bathroom, and he instantly pushes you against the door when you lock it.

His lips move frantically against yours as he picks you up and sits you on the sink. He bunches up your dress around your hips, and looks down.

Your bare cunt is practically dripping onto the sink, and he notices your lack of panties. How did he not realize when this when his hand was up your dress earlier?

His knees hit the wet tiles underneath him, and he hooks his arms around your legs to pull your bare pussy towards him.

You release on his face a few minutes later, slightly hazy with lust, and look down to see Peter still on his knees for you, face covered in cum, happily licking his lips and fingers, giving you the biggest smile when he sees you looking.

His cock is still hard as ever, and you notice it painfully straining against the material of his pants.

You pull him up so he’s standing, and unbuckle his belt, grinning.

“Your turn, Pete.”

concept #4: he rips off role play costume too early

The skirt nearly rides up your ass as you bend over to adjust the tights you’re wearing.

You and Peter had suggested doing a little role play in bed, and you’re dressed up as a surprise for your boyfriend.

You apply lipstick in the mirror, and hear Peter enter the apartment.

“Love, I’m home!” he calls out.

“I’m in the bedroom, come here for a sec!” you pull up the top of the dress in the mirror, and see his reflection as he walks in and sees what you’re wearing.

“H-hi! What are you…why…you look amazing,” he’s staring at every part of your body he can as you turn around, letting him see the whole outfit.

“You like?” you do a stance with your arms.

“Fuck….” he breathes out, stepping closer, “You look so sexy.”

“Hmmm, thank you very much, handsome.”

His arms wrap around your waist as he connects your lips, and his hands move down your ass to knead at the flesh.

He lifts you up and tosses you onto the bed as he moves down to kiss you again. In one clean motion, he rips the tights in half, and off your body.

“I’m sorry! I’ll pay for new ones!” he panics as you laugh.

“Honey, don’t worry about it. Just fuck me.”

Peter whines in your ear at your words.

concept #5: begs you to jerk him off in public

“You’ve been squirming so much, baby. Something bugging you?” Peter can only shoot you a glare.

Its your fault he’s in this theatre, half hard with no end in sight to his suffering.

Note to self: don’t rub Peters upper thigh on the car ride over. He will be whining all night long, and will be begging you to help him.

“Please, please, please touch me. Please!” he silently whines, making sure no one can hear him.

You slide your hand over Peters cheek, pushing his cheek towards yours as you press a kiss on his face.

He almost gets sad that he’s still hard but your hand resides itself on his lower stomach, playing with the buckle of his belt.

You manage to quickly unbuckle it, and push the edges of his pants and boxers down, allowing you to ghost your hand over the velvety skin of his hard cock.

“Please touch me Y/n, I’ve been so good, and I-oohhhh fuck!” he gets distracted mid-beg as you move your hand up and down his cock, slipping your thumb over his tip when you pass it.

You use his precum as lube, and stroke his cock until you feel it twitching in your hand.

An old lady passes the both of you, and it’s a miracle she doesn’t realize you’re jerking your boyfriend off.

As soon as she passes, Peter lets out a loud moan that he horribly covers up with a cough, and shoots ropes of cum onto your hand.

Tucking his cock back into his pants, you slyly lick his cum off your fingers, shamelessly looking at him through hooded eyes. Peter can only look away, trying not to let himself get hard again.

He slumps back into his seat, satiated and tired, and rests his head on your shoulder.

Only then do you two realize the old lady from earlier and her husband staring at you, mouths agape.

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vampireoutofbusiness · 3 years

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"Just you and me"

NAVIGATION

Pairing: Peter x Fem!Reader

Warnings: smut. oral; male receiving, literal sex, sub!peter if you squint or you can keep your eyes wide open, he's still fucking adorable

Synopsis: After dating for a while, you and peter decide to have sex for the first time, and peter, like usual, is very nervous

a/n: this is just- what am I doing with my time

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You and Peter had been dating for almost a year and hadn’t gone all the way. Your time alone was spent making out and watching the stars. That, or binge-watching some show while shoving food in your faces.

It wasn’t like you hadn’t talked about sex before. However, it wasn’t an initiative conversation, just a “What if”. And you didn’t hesitate to make sly jokes about doing something together.

“If I flip a coin, what are my chances of getting head?”

“The word of the day is legs, let’s go to my room and spread the word,” “Are you made of sugar? Because that ass is pretty sweet, Parker,”

To which he would become unbelievably red and try to sputter out a reply.

It was fun to tease him and the team did it all of the time. Making funny remarks about how nervous Peter got around you recently, although they never went as far as you did.

Maybe a joke here and there about why you both were late to breakfast or happened to leave movie night at the same time, but nothing so blunt.

Peter had been pretty antsy lately. He really wanted to have sex with you and then some. The boy wasn’t sure how to go about it. Nervousness flooded through him every time he considered it, worried you would reject him. He’s always been attracted to you, duh, but recently, thinking about you in contexts that were beyond inappropriate.

He thought about how gorgeous you look without anything covering you. He’s seen you in a bikini or briefly in underwear, but never naked. He wanted to bury his head between your legs and feel your thighs pressed to his temples.

You’re two eighteen-year-olds, in love, and very much horny. You found yourself lost in your thoughts which normally include Peter looking up at you while you ride his di-

“Y/n?” Steve waved a hand in front of your face, breaking down your thoughts.

“Yes,” you shook your head to clear your thoughts.

“You’ve hardly touched the waffle on your plate,” he chuckled and took a sip of his coffee.

“Right, I was just thinking about…” you looked around the table at the others and then at the bottle of syrup, “I should get some peanut butter,”

“Peanut butter?” Bruce questioned as you got up from the table.

You nodded, making a B-line for the kitchen.

“Don’t knock it until you try it,” you let out a nervous laugh and started looking through the cupboards.

These occurrences happened often, some recoveries of yours were better than others.

Peter, however, becomes a stuttering mess if someone interrupted his thoughts about being in bed with you.

Now, you sat with Peter’s head rested on your stomach, cozied up in your bed. You lost Rock Paper Scissors so Star Wars: The Last Jedi was playing on the TV. The only light in the room, besides the flashes from the screen, was the moon shining in through your window.

You leaned down, placing a soft kiss on Peter’s forehead to which he hummed happily. Before he could maneuver his way for one on the lips, you backed away, a smirk on your face.

“Hey,” he pouted, flipping over and scooting closer to you on your lap, “not fair,”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” you bit back a smile and threaded your hands through his hair.

“Playing with my hair will not distract me from the great disservice you did me,” he pulled himself up so that he was level with you.

“You sure?” you whispered against his lips, moving a hand to his upper neck, a sweet spot of his.

“Positive,”

You closed the gap between the two of you. Suddenly, Peter forgot all about the movie he got to pick, your fake disagreement, and literally anything but you and your lips.

You rested a hand on his jaw, guiding him which he loved. Your tongue slipped into his mouth making him moan into the kiss and he rested his hands on your waist, squeezing a little.

It quickly became heated, your free hand moving down his chest. He pulled back from the kiss, barely taking his lips off of yours.

“Can we uh…can we-,” he tried to sort his thoughts before asking the question.

“Yes, baby boy?” You smiled, pretty sure you knew what he was going to ask.

The nickname alone made him hard and you hadn’t even touched him.

“Can we…” he whispered, trailing off and turning to look at the window he suddenly found interesting.

“Peter,” your voice was stern but kind, “you want to have sex?”

He turned back to you, a look of worry in his eyes.

“Yes? No?” You chuckled at his reaction, ignoring the doubt in your mind.

“Yes,” he answered quietly.

“Okay,” you pulled him back to your lips but he stopped the movement.

“So you want to have sex wi- with me?”

“Of course I do,” you cupped his cheeks and smoothed over his smile lines.

Peter wasn’t sure he would make it this far so he had to process it.

“I don’t know- I have no idea how to-“ his voice was frantic and he took his hands from your waist, covering his face.

“You don’t need to worry about messing up, Peter, it’s just you and me,” you took his hands from his face, rubbing your thumbs over his knuckles.

He looked into your eyes, his own were full of innocence and love for you. He nodded and you moved to the side, patting the spot on the bed next to you. He followed directions and laid next to you.

“Now,” you straddled his waist and leaned down closer to his face, “just let me take care of you…relax,”

Peter let out a sigh and loosened his muscles. Like you said, it’s just you and him and there was no reason to be nervous. But he was because what if he fucked up or you didn’t like him after- no. He stopped his negative thoughts, knowing that you being in control would help.

First, you grabbed the remote and shut off the movie, before tossing it elsewhere.

You kissed his lips, slowly, savoring his taste, sliding your hands up and down his chest. Your hands found the buttons of his flannel, taking your time with each one.

You both sat up and you got him out of it, along with the white t-shirt he had on under it. Now his upper body was completely exposed. It felt silly but he tried to cover himself. You’d even seen him shirtless before, but in this context, it made him more self-conscious.

“Hey hey,” you took his hands in yours, “I want to you see you and your beautiful body, pretty boy,”

He blushed and you could see it from the moonlight.

You pressed a hand to his chest so he would lay back on the bed. Your lips found his neck and you left sloppy kisses down to his pecs. You kitten licked one of his nipples, making him whine. Good to know.

You gave them both attention before kissing down his torso, leaving marks that you’d enjoy seeing again days later.

His breathing got heavier the closer you got to his crotch. You searched for his hand, intertwining your fingers to show you are still there. He squeezed yours and let out another deep breath.

You used one hand to unzip his jeans and started pulling them down. He brought his hips off of the bed to help and you let go of his hand to bring them all the way down his legs. Your hands found his thighs and you gently rubbed them, placing soft kisses on his skin.

“Wanna see your dick in my mouth, Parker?” You smirked and he eagerly nodded, a little stunned at your obscene words.

See, consent is sexy.

You slowly pulled down his boxers, repeating the process you did with his jeans.

Now he was completely bare in front of you. Every part of him was glistening and you couldn’t wait to touch him.

“You’re gorgeous, Peter,” you smiled at him, and once again he was blushing because of you.

“Could you maybe- only if you want- can you take off your top?” his voice was hesitant and he looked up at the ceiling.

As if you would deprive him of your boobs. Maybe next time.

He looked back at you when you brought your hands to the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head. Peter sat up and his fingertips ghosted your sides.

“Can I?”

“Go for it,”

And he did, his confidence faltering a little when he only fumbled with the clasp. You bit back a laugh because you could tell how hard he was focusing.

“This is harder than it looks,” he said, complete seriousness on his face.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get better in time,” you smirked and reached a hand behind you, pushing his away, and unclasping your bra.

His breath hitched when he saw your boobs. He’d seen boobs before, you think he hasn’t watched porn??, but yours were the most amazing thing he’d ever seen.

“Wow,”

You took his hands and put them on the new attraction, squeezing. A smile spread across his face and pressed his lips against the space between. You took your hands away, figuring he could take it from here for now.

Peter ran his thumbs over your hardened nipples, completely mesmerized by your chest. Instinct told him to use his mouth so that’s what he did. His lips wrapped around your right nipple and you threw your head back.

He silently celebrated your enjoyment and continued his task, sucking on both of your boobs.

You pulled him off by his curls, a whine leaving his mouth before you pressed your lips to his. He immediately opened his mouth, your tongue dominating his. Your hand trailed down his torso before reaching his dick, your thumb running over the tip.

He whimpered into your mouth as you started jerking him off. This was better than anything he ever imagined. You, actually being here, touching him and making him feel good.

You brought yourself backward, leaning down and slowly licking up his shaft. The hot, velvety skin hitting your tongue while he moaned at the feeling.

“Good boy, let out all of those pretty noises,” you wrapped your lips around him, moving up and down, his dick hitting the back of your throat.

“Oh my- fuck- y/n, you-“ he threw his head back into the pillow, whimpering at the feeling of your mouth on the most sensitive part of his body.

You popped your mouth off, spit running down your chin. You looked hot.

“Where do you wanna cum, baby? On my tongue? On my-“

“Your tits,” He whined, breath shallow, ready for the sweet feeling of release.

“Keep your eyes on me when you cum,” your voice was warm but it sounded like a command.

He nodded while you continued to play with his dick. His orgasm hit him like a truck, he was silent before letting out a loud whine. He tried his best to keep his eyes on you, especially to watch his cum spread across your chest.

“You look so pretty during your orgasm baby boy,” you leaned down and he felt your boobs and his cum pressed against his chest. He was hard again already.

“You’re really good at- at that,” he squeaked out and you kissed his forehead. His innocence was adorable.

You got off of the bed and pulled down your pants, underwear following. Now you, too, were completely naked.

“You’re the most beautiful woman ever,” he told you, eyes running all over your body.

“This woman needs to find a condom,” you winked and bent down by your nightstand to search your drawers. You knew you had a box, just in case this were to happen. You also grabbed a tissue, wiping your chest and his.

You finally found it, grabbing one and ripping it open with your teeth. Hot.

“Oh- I can put that on-“ he started but your hands were already wrapped around his dick and you pulled the condom over it.

You got on top of him and ran his tip between your folds. He watched carefully as you teased him.

“You’re sure about this, babe?”

“Yes,” he nodded and rested his warm hands on your thighs.

“Remember, you can tell me if you want to stop, it doesn’t matter what we’re doing, okay?”

“Okay,” he smiled at your concern for his comfort and ran his hands up and down your thighs.

You slowly sank down and he moaned at the feeling of your warm core consuming him. He couldn’t believe he waited this long to ask. Or at least, try to bring it up and have you complete the idea.

You adjusted before you started rocking your hips and he squeezed your legs. He felt amazing, his dick hit your g-spot and you moaned at the feeling.

“Oh my god,” you sighed as he let out a whimper, watching your tits bounced and head fall back.

It wasn’t long before the both of you felt the knots in your stomachs tighten, ready to unravel.

“I’m- I’m gonna cum, y/n/n,” he locked eyes with you and you had so much lust in yours.

“Me too, baby,” you gestured for him to sit up, helping him.

You pulled his chest flush against yours, pressing a kiss to his shoulder as you continued to rock your hips. He could feel your hot breath against his neck until you pulled back, making eye contact again.

“Cum for me,”

He felt his dick twitch, and you tightened your pussy around him. He once again let out a whine, much louder this time. You watched his face contort as he got lost in pleasure before you came as well.

Your orgasm washed over you before you came down from your high and Peter held you close.

“That was amazing,” he grinned up at you and you chuckled because, yeah, it was.

You ran a hand across his sweaty forehead and through his curls. God, his sex hair was hot.

“You have to pee,” he said, helping you off of him.

“How do you-“

“I read that you have to pee after otherwise, you could get an infection. Oh- a shower too. I’ll help you since you’re probably pretty tired- if you'll let me,” he wrapped an arm around your waist as you got of bed with him.

“That’d be great,” you kissed his cheek and started walking to the bathroom together.

“Thank you,” he told you, squeezing your bare hip, “for everything,”

“Same time tomorrow?”

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korosecret · 2 years

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Taste so good

Peter kissing your thighs telling you to take off your panties and then continues to hold open your legs and eat you out. Him growling against you making you moan of louder.

"You taste so fucking good."

He mumbles against you making you wetter. Even when he cusses he makes it sound so good and not aggressive

It makes him so sexy

"Now bunny can you be good and help me with my problem"

A/n: please request shit I don't know what to do also I will be doing

#sub!peterparker

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professional-benaddict · 3 years

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‘Unclaimed Sub’ on AO3

by @snowstark & @professional-benaddict

Unclaimed subs end up in government run institutions. Everyone knows that. So far, Peter has managed to avoid getting in trouble for being an unclaimed sub. However, one fateful night, he ends up in the hands of hospital staff who cannot let him go without a Dom’s signature.

Should Doctor Stark call the D/s department about Peter, or should he claim the sub for himself?

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idyllicstarker · 4 years

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A bad, bad man • Starker

Did someone ask for Tony Stark safe wording. No? Well you’re getting it any way

Warnings: Sexual content at the beginning, inc. quite rough and heavy sex scenes (not necessarily explicitly narrated, but I do say what is going on e.g. so he hit him), reference to choking kink, and clear dom drop (reference to sub drop but not narrated)

It does get quiet fluffy at the end tho. Oh and both partners are consenting and 18+

Everything was great.

Everything was okay.

Everything was going fine.

Tony was happy.

Tony was comfortable.

Tony was burning with desire.

And then he just wasn’t.

But Peter was ready.

Peter wanted this.

Peter was begging him, begging him to fuck him, to talk to him, to… to… hurt him

But Tony stayed quiet.

God he tried so hard to stay quiet. He did as Peter asked. Allowing the heat of the moment to drive him forwards.

Yet he didn’t feel good. He didn’t feel safe. He didn’t want to do this.

He felt bad. Like a bad, bad man.

Yet he carried on. He showed no sign of any discomfort. He was good at that. Years of practise. Peter was the only one who had ever taken into account that particularly rough scenes could hurt Tony just as much as they did him.

Peter understood. Peter cared.

But he didn’t want to disappoint him.

So he hit him. He smacked his thighs. He called him filthy words that made Tony’s head spin as he spat them out. He thrusted into him like he was nothing but a rag doll, and Tony hated it. He bit him, hard, on the shoulder - and it tasted like acid. He closed a hand around his throat and he squeezed.

He squeezed.

He couldn’t do this.

As Peter cried out, his own quiet cries got muffled.

His chest was heaving. He felt heavy. He felt bad. He felt like a bad, bad man.

Everything stopped, and Tony let out a sob.

“R-red”, he whimpered, it was quiet, so ashamed, but Peter heard.

“Hey, hey baby, you’re okay”, came the soft voice from under him.

It was erotic, it was pleasure, it was heaven - but it was wrong. Right now it was so, so wrong.

He hurt him. And Peter just let him. He let it happen. He was a bad, bad man. Tony was a bad, bad man.

“Baby”, Peter stressed again, voice gentle, because Tony still hadn’t moved. “You need to lift up, honey, I can’t get up. I want to help but I can’t get up.”

But Tony was a bad, bad man.

His hand was still around his neck, but it was limp. Peter’s shoulder was throbbing with a growing bruise, and Tony was still inside of him.

“Tony, honey. It’s me, okay? I’m here. You’re safe.”

“But you’re not.”

“I am, baby, I am. Look at me. I’m okay, I’m so okay”, but Tony couldn’t hear him. His gaze was blank, and it looked right through Peter, as the small hands came for rest on his cheeks and guide his head to look.

Peter’s Adam’s Apple bobbed as he swallowed the sickness he felt knowing what was going through Tony’s mind. Guilt. So much guilt.

Tony was a bad, bad man.

He pulled his hand away at the feeling, as if he’d burnt him. And suddenly he was pulling out, not so gentle, but Peter didn’t really mind. The man was scrambling out apologies and Peter was shushing him gently.

“Tony, Tony, please. There’s nothing to be sorry about. I’m okay. I’m fine. I’m not hurt”, he repeated.

Finally free he moved up onto his knees, wrapping his arms around Tony’s neck gently and pushing their foreheads together. “I’m here.”

“I’m sorry…”

Peter ran his fingers through Tony’s hair gently, before softly, very softly pushing his head down to rest against his chest. His lover went limp, letting how weak and exhausted he felt take control instead. But Peter held him up. Peter always held him up.

“You hear that”, he whispered, “that’s my heartbeat Tony. You hear it?”

Tony nodded, nuzzling his nose against the boy's chest. He was slightly sticky from sweat, and the musk of it took away from the scent of the soap he always used. But it was Peter. And Peter didn’t think he was a bad, bad man.

“That means I’m alive Tony. It means I’m okay. I’m here with you. I’m not hurt. At all.”

There was silence in the room for a while. Tony just say there and listened to the beat of his heart, whilst Peter rubbed his back gently.

And then he was praising him. “You did so well Tony. You always do so well. I’m so proud of you. You’re always so strong, no matter what happens. So good-”

“Good?”, came the quiet whisper, and Peter let out a breath. The single question was enough for him to realise what was going on.

“Yes, good. Always so good. You’re an amazing man. And I love you so much. Remember when you bought me flowers the other day. That was so good.”

“That’s the bare minimum.”

“Yes, but not many men would do it. Just randomly and out of the blue. You’re good Tony. So good, always so good to me.”

He didn’t even realise Peter was guiding him into lying down, until their legs were tangled and once again his head was on his chest.

“But I hit you… I hurt you”, his voice cracked and Peter’s heart broke.

Bad. Bad man.

“I like it Tony. You know I like it, honey. I tell you I like it every time. It makes me feel good. And I trust you, I’m safe with you. Because you’re so good. Always so good. I love you because you’re always so good.”

Bad.

“Like when you got up with me at 3am because I couldn’t sleep. So you made cookies with me. And then when I passed out on the couch in the morning, you cleaned up the mess and didn’t complain once. You’re so good to me Tony. Treat me so well”

“Good…”, Tony repeated slowly, moving his head so he could look up at Tony. His eyes were still glossy but they were trusting.

“Yeah, good”, Peter confirmed, smiling so beautifully, smiling so lovingly. How could Tony ever disagree?

“Do you want a glass of water? A bath?” Peter questioned softly.

He did note that he was still trembling, but put it down to the stress that had been on his body. Peter did wish that Tony hadn’t left it so long to call the safe word. But he figured they’d have to talk about that another time.

He pulled the blanket over them gently, and Tony snuggled further into his arms. “No, I just.. please stay with me.”

Peter of course, would always stay with him.

Pressing a kiss to his head, he continued to rub his back. Gently reminding him of all the reasons why Tony was good, and of course telling him how much he loved him.

And only when he heard the soft snores coming from the man, did he stop and allow sleep to take over him too.

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lousimusician · 6 years

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Peter Parker Nsfw Headcanons -- Part 3

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Headcanon: Finding out Peter is a dom

Warning: Sexual themes

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So I think realistically peter is probably more of a sub but I love the idea of him being a dom so this happened....

So, you had always believed that whenever you and Peter finally decided to have sex it would always be pretty sweet and gentle, simply because of how sweet and gentle Peter was

Whenever the two of you would make out it was always slow and sensual so it just seemed reasonable that your sex life would probably be the same

But after losing your virginities to each other and becoming more and more comfortable with each other in the bedroom Peter began showing a different side of him

His kisses would become needier and harder and in bed his thrusts became rougher and deeper but he was still obviously holding back, so one day while you were seated in his lap and he trailed kisses down your neck you confronted him

"Baby, Can I ask you something."

"Mmhmm..." he hummed, still kissing your neck

"Why are you holding back?"

Peter paused and pulled back to look at you, "What do you- what do you mean?"

"I dunno, I just feel like you've been holding back whenever we sleep together."

Peter sighed, "I..I'm afraid to hurt you... As you know I have super strength and I'm just afraid that I'll end up hurting you if I don't hold back."

"Okay.. forget about the super stregth, what do you want?"

Peter's eyes flicked down to your lips, and the tension became thick as he thought aboutwhat it was that he really wanted "I want.. I want to fuck you so hard, you'll scream my name."

"holy shit." You whispered, in shock at the new tone he was using.

He leaned in kissing your lips and then pulled back slightly, "And I want to hear you begging for me..." his hands that were resting on your waist went down to your hips as he slowly began to roll your hips on him

You whimpered loudly, as you rolled your hips on him harder. "Please~" you whined

"Please what, I need you to use your words, pretty girl."

"Please fuck me the way you want, I promise I'll tell you if your hurting me."

peter looked at you for a second, "You sure princess?"

"Y-yes just please fuck me."

"I can't promise you'll be able to walk tomorrow."

"I don't- I don't care." You said clearly desperate

Peter flipped the two of you over and began grinding against you with a new force you never felt from him and you felt as if you could cum right then

Your moans became louder and higher pitched as Peter groaned

"Then you better get ready for a long night." He whispered

You definitely weren't able to walk the next day

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Sonos is iconic for creating some of the best (and most expensive) smart speakers, and in just a few short days, the cost of almost all of its audio gear is about to go up. Whether someone’s in the market for a portable Bluetooth speaker, home theater soundbar, or an overkill subwoofer, Sonos is an easy company to recommend. Its prices may not be conducive to every budget, but for folks who can afford Sonos gear, it’s well worth the price of admission.

Unfortunately for Sonos and virtually every other brand in the technology space, selling consumer tech has been a challenge over the past year and a half. The pandemic tightened people’s spending, there was a long period of scaled-back production to account for social distancing, and ongoing chip shortages have affected everything from GPUs to cars. Sometimes that results in delayed shipping times or lacking inventory. As Sonos has now realized, it can also force higher prices onto consumers.

Related: Sonos & Ikea $199 Picture Frame Speaker Is The Most Interesting Collab Yet

In its Q3 2021 earnings call on August 11, Sonos announced it would soon be raising prices for multiple of its products. Thanks to a statement sent to The Verge, new details about those price hikes have now come to light. It’s reported that Sonos cites “market dynamics — including demand, supply chain, component costs, and the competitive landscape” as justification for raising its prices. While Sonos doesn’t directly mention the chip shortage, it’s easy to assume this is playing a big factor in the company’s decision. If the chip shortage has already caused Apple to experience shipping delays and make Nvidia GPUs virtually nonexistent, it’s safe to assume it’s also one of the reasons Sonos has to up its current prices.

Depending on which product is in question, that price increase can be anywhere from $10 up to $100. The Sonos Roam is the one speaker going up by $10, taking it from $169 to $179. The Sonos One and One SL see the second-lowest increase. The speakers are available today for $199 and $179, respectively, but they’ll soon go up to $219 and $199 — a $20 upcharge each.

From there, three Sonos products are hit with a $50 price increase. The premium Sonos Five currently retails for $499, but following this increase, it’s going up to $549. The $699 Sonos Sub — which is already notorious for having sticker shock — is creeping up to $749. The other $50 jump hits the Sonos Amp. Available right now for $649, the Amp will now cost shoppers $699. The final price increase is the most damning, and it’s seen with the Sonos Arc. Sonos’ high-end soundbar has been available for $799 since its debut in June 2020. Soon, it’ll go all the way up to $899.

While that’s a good chunk of Sonos’ hardware offerings, the good news is that not every single product is getting more expensive. The Sonos Move, Beam, Port, and Boost are all staying where they are right now. Everything else, unfortunately, is about to become more costly. These price increases are going into effect on September 12. For anyone thinking about adding more Sonos gear to their collection, it’s a good idea to get those orders in sooner rather than later.

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subbypeterparker · 2 years

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Give It To Him

[masterlist]

sub!peter x fem!dom!reader

Summary: reader hears Peter bragging about “constantly dicking her down”, and shows him who really gets dicked down every night

Warnings: mommy kink, titty sucking (what else would i write about?), choking, dry humping

Word count: 1.9k

A/N: Oy, first time reusing a gif. but I imagined this is him when he’s hearing them talk about the things they think he does.

When Peter suggested going to a party. You weren’t thrilled. A room full of sweaty college students, drunk off their asses, and eager to fuck anything? Not your idea of fun.

Now you’re standing a few feet behind him while he and his friends talk about sex. More particularly, what you and Peter do.

Or rather, what they think you two do.

“Yo, seriously?”

“Yeah I mean, when a woman like that come along, all you really gotta do is just give it to her real good, you know?”

Laughter erupts from the group of guys.

“So what do you guys…do?”

You can see Peters adam’s apple bob in his throat as he looks to the side.

“I usually just get her on all fours. Takes a few seconds until she’s begging, but as soon she does I just pound into her pussy all night long.”

His voices wavers slightly, a clear sign he’s uncomfortable with the conversation, but the guys around him don’t even seem to notice.

“Does she call you…ya know?”

He sips his beer, and smiles. “Fuck yeah.”

“Man, where did you find a woman like that?”

He smirks at them, chuckling. “I don’t know what to tell you, dude.”

“Must be nice dicking down a woman like that everyday.”

“Trust me, you have no idea.”

At this point, you’ve about had it. You walk in behind him, and rub his shoulders, leaning down to kiss his cheek.

He jumps, startled, but relaxes once he sees it’s you. The look of relief quickly disappears when he sees the look in your eyes.

You’re so fucked.

Peter can feel his pants begin to slightly strain against his slowly growing erection.

“Come on baby, I’m tired. Why don’t you take me home?”

He chokes on his saliva, and looks around at his friends before standing up. You walk around the couch and whisper just loud enough into his ear.

“Let’s go, daddy.”

Peter gulps, and his friends around him all exchange looks of damn! as Peter gets dragged away by you.

He sends them a pitiful goodbye look as you continue to drag him out the front door. You’d decided not to drink that night, and were sober to drive you and Peter home.

You get in the car and refuse to look at Peter, keeping your attention firmly on staring the car and driving off.

A few minutes into driving, Peters fidgeting. His hands are twisting his fingers a bit, and he’s biting his lip out of nervousness, looking anywhere but you, back at you, anywhere but you, and the cycle repeats.

“So…heh, those were funny jokes back there, huh?” He turns his head towards you, eager to make you look at him for a second.

You simply give him a little hum of agreement, and continue looking at the road.

The car fills with silence until you pull up to your apartment. You turn the engine off, and continue to look straight ahead.

“I want you to go inside, strip, and wait for me in the room. No touching yourself.” You turn to look at him, and he can see the fire in your eyes. “Got it?”

Never have you seen someone unbuckle a seatbelt so quickly.

“Yes mo-yes!” he trips getting out of the car, and gives you a little giggle when he sees you smile at his clumsiness.

You wait a minute or two before deciding to walk through the door, but instead of meeting your hopefully naked boy, you decide to clean up a bit.

Putting dishes away while your boyfriend waits in horny anticipation can only be fun for a minute, and eventually you get too worked up to keep doing it.

Walking down the hallway, you toss your shoes off, and open the bedroom door. And holy fuck is it a sight for sore eyes.

Peter is leaning against the headboard, hands in fists by his sides, resisting the urge to touch himself.

Speaking of which…

His cock is flushed red, almost purple at the tip, and endless fountain of pre-cum that nearly has you on your knees.

Looking at him, you can feel your arousal build up in your panties. Not wanting to give him any satisfaction, you take off your jewelry and turn to face him.

“Look at yourself Peter. So desperate,” you take a few steps towards him, “If only your friends could see you now.”

You hover over him on the bed, hand ghosting over his cock. He whines pathetically, sending a rush between your legs.

You get off the bed as Peter whines again. Keeping eye contact with him, you bend over to pull off your tights and dress, leaving you in only your bra and panties.

Peter swears he could cum just from how you look. The lace set hugs your body perfectly. Your tits are nearly spilling out of the bra, and he has to fight the urge to jump up and touch you.

“Mommy please, I’m sorry. I was just joking with them.” his eyes are already swimming with tears.

Taking pity on him, you return to where he’s currently splayed out on the bed, and sit yourself on his cock.

He can feel your arousal through your panties, wetting his cock. His hands itch to reach out and touch you, but you pull his hands farther away from you.

“If you touch me, I’m locking your cock up for a month. And I don’t think my good boy would like that, would he?”

“No mommy, I wouldn’t.” He looks up at you, puppy eyes boring into you.

Gazing down at him, you begin grinding against his cock. Peter moans beneath you, desperate for more.

You arousal stains his cock, wetting it as you move faster against it. The ridges on it allow you to get even more friction, hitting your clit with every movement.

You moan quietly and push yourself higher up, allowing Peter’s tip to brush against your clothes cunt with each movement.

Your moans get louder and louder as you get closer, and Peter moans out beneath you. His hands grab your wrist, and you don’t have the heart to punish him.

His hands guid your hand to his throat, and he places your fingers around his neck, silently begging you to apply pressure.

Your fingers squeeze tighter the closer you get to finishing, and Peter can barely keep himself from cumming.

“Is this what your friends know you do? So they know you’re a fucking whore, who’s so desperate he’s letting his girlfriend use him to get herself off?”

He lets out a strangled moan, and jolts his hips.

The movement causes his cock to roughly hit your clit, and you cum instantly all over his cock.

Even though he knows not to touch you, Peter can’t help himself from stroking circles into your thighs, helping you come down from your high.

Once you’ve come back to reality, your hand is still on Peters neck, and the feelings of anger from before return.

Peter’s still hard, and your cum on his cock isn’t helping. He feels your fingers squeeze around his neck again, and moans out. Loud.

“Please mommy, please let me cum. I’ll do anything, just please let me cum!” he yells out.

“I thought I was the one who begged every day. I thought I begged daddy every day to fuck me.” You’d began leaving hickeys down his neck and chest, bitting down lightly on his nipples.

He whines out again, “I’m sorry mommy! I’m sorry! Please forgive me, please let me cum! I’ll be your good boy, I promise!”

“I’m not letting you get off that easy, baby boy,”

no pun intended

“You know what you’re gonna do? You’re gonna let mommy get herself off on your cock. If you touch mommy, you don’t get to cum for a month. Deal?”

“Fuck yes, mommy I won’t touch you. Please cum on my cock, please!”

Smiling down at him, you press a gentle kiss to his nose. He shifts happily beneath you.

You grab his still-hard cock, positing it to your entrance. His head bumps against your clit, and you quickly slam yourself down on him. Your walls surround his dick, swallowing him whole.

He lets out a lewd moan, and has to grip your headboard to stop himself from touching you.

“Good boy, not touching mommy.” He whines at your praise, gripping the headboard tighter.

You set off at a fast pace, legs burning as you attempt to reach your climax as fast as possible.

Peters mouth opens, silent moans coming out. You lean forward to kiss his parted lips, sticking your tongue into his mouth, finding his.

Your tongues fight for dominance, you winning as usual, and you suck on his tongue, making his hips jolt.

You stop kissing him to admire him. His eyes are rolling into the back of his head, and his tongue is nearly rolling out of his mouth as you continue to ride him.

“Mommy, you feel so fucking good! Please go faster, please!”

“Look who’s begging now.”

“I know! I’m a fucking slut for you! I’m sorry I lied to them! I just wanted to see their faces when I say that!”

The tip of his cock hits your cervix, sending you flying forward, bracing yourself on the headboard.

You hands reach to find his, and he intertwines his fingers with yours, reaching his neck up to quickly connect your lips, before ducking his head down.

You begin to wonder why he didn’t kiss you longer, but you moan out once you feel his warm mouth wrap itself around your nipple, sending jolts down to your cunt.

He expertly draws circles around the nub, and sucks before sweetly biting down on it.

Every moan you let out gets him closer and closer, and he doubles down his efforts to get you to cum.

“You can touch me baby, make me cum!”

One of his hands drift down to where your bodies meet, and he rubs your clit.

You cum with your nipple still in his mouth, and your body shakes above him.

“You can-you can cum now baby,” you tell him, kissing his forehead, still riding him.

In two seconds, his cum is filling you up, paining your walls as he finally releases.

Both panting, you look down at him, and see him looking up at you, tit still in his mouth.

He looks fucking adorable.

“Hi baby.”

He pops your tit out from his mouth “Hi,” he giggles.

You pull yourself off him and pull him out of you and go get a towel to clean yourself up.

He winces when the damp towel hits his sensitive dick, and whines for you to come cuddle.

“You did so well baby” you pull the blankets over you, and kiss his forehead.

He snuggles into your chest, and you can feel him smile against your skin.

“You’re not really mad at me about the jokes are you?”

“No. I’m slightly upset you felt the need to lie about your sex life, but it’s fine.”

“I’m sorry. I’m not ashamed of anything we do, I promise.”

“I know you’re not. I love you.”

He leans up to kiss you. “I love you too.”

He settles down and it’s quiet for a few minutes, until he speaks up again.

“So…round 2?”

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originally meant to be about pegging, but it’s difficult for me to write, and i’m gonna need to practice before i post about it

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subbypeterparker · 3 years

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Peter Parker Masterlist:

REQUEST GUIDELINES

Smut indicated by *

most recent = “💌”

Headcannons:

NSFW Headcannons*

NSFW Alphabet*

Eager!Peter headcannons* - times when Peter is super desperate/horny

Taking Peter’s virginity*

peter, and his love of tits*

teasing peter on his gaming chair*

Masochist!Peter*

Crybaby Peter*

Blurbs:

Surprise? - Peter tries to set up a sexy/romantic bath, but ultimately fails

The Red Sea - reader is on their period, and Peter helps them

Throw Out The Gel - you and Peter go for a dip in the motel pool, and you discover his curly hair

Pick Up - you read pick up lines to Peter, abs he gets a bit flustered

Riding bratty!Peter’s face*

cumming by hair pulling + eating out*

💌 Buttercup* - putting chapstick on Peter’s lips after he’s been biting them while you peg him

mirror mirror on the wall* - Peter putting a mirror on the ceiling over the bed coming soon

Imagines + one-shots:

Didn’t peg you for that kind of person, Parker* - Peter asks reader to peg him for the first time

Can’t Keep My Hands To Myself* - Reader and Peter make out, but Peter is too needy to keep his hands off of her

Cause This is Thriller* - You and Peter go to a Halloween party, but your halloween costume distracts Peter too much, and you leave to have your own little party with him

Give It To Him* - reader hears Peter bragging about “constantly dicking her down”, and shows him who really gets dicked down every night

Santa Tell Me* - as an early Christmas gift, you dress up for Peter in wrapping paper...only wrapping paper

Slippin’ Slide* - shower sex with Peter

“Manifest Destinee”* - you and Peter watch “On Becoming A God In Central Florida”, and he gets a little...excited during a scene

The purple means I love you* - Peter likes it when reader leaves marks

Vibing* - using a vibrator on Peter in public and private coming soon

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subbypeterparker · 2 years

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shower sex with Peter 😁

Slippin’ Slide

masterlist

peter parker x fem!reader

Warnings: slight sub/dom dynamics, oral (male receiving), fingering (briefly), choking

A/N: I believe this is my first time writing about giving a guy head. Sorta nervous.

not proofread

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“Fucking hell, I need a shower. I smell like old balls,” is for some reason the first thing to leave your boyfriends mouth as he enters his apartment after his workout.

You’re lounging on the couch, reading a book. Even though you have your own place, being at Peter’s is better. It’s comforting. Familiar.

Or it usually is when he’s not talking about smelling like balls.

“And what do you usually smell like?” he walks towards you, leaning over the back of the couch to kiss your cheek while you talk.

“You,” he whispers in your ear. You can’t help the rush between your legs at his words.

You turn to face him, and connect your lips briefly. “I think you need to go take a shower, Pete.”

“Will you be joining me?” his heart beats faster.

“Yes,” you whisper against his lips, “What kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn’t?”

At this, Peter grabs your hand, hauling your ass over the couch, and pulling you towards the bathroom.

He shuts the door, and whips around to find your shirt already on the floor, leaving you in just a bra. His eyes drop immediately to the floor, and you have to remind him he can look.

Peter holds out his hands to bring your hips closer to his, kissing you while you unbutton his flannel.

“How many goddamn buttons do you have?”

“Too many,” he laughs.

You finish undoing his buttons with a sigh, and take his shirt off. Your hands go to his chest, tweaking his nipples as he whines into your mouth.

“Please Y/n, please fuck me,” he whimpers.

“What do you think I’m going to do, Pete?”

“Right, sorry,” he ducks down to suck at the tops of your tits while you unbutton his jeans.

You pull down his pants and boxers, and pull him off your tits so you can get a good look at him.

His cock stands tall, bobbing slightly as he rocks back and forth on his feet. It’s leaking precum, and you thumb at his slit, before bringing your thumb up to your lips to taste the saltiness.

You bend over to turn on the water, and wait for it to warm up. Peter comes up from behind you, reaching down to unbutton your jeans, and pull them down, along with your panties.

You can feel Peter’s hard cock against your ass, precum staining your lower back. He snakes his fingers between your legs, rubbing his fingers against your slit. His fingers circle your entrance, before diving in, making you let out a moan.

Your head lolls back against his shoulder, and he grinds his hard-on against your ass.

You reach into the shower to check the temperature of the water, and decide it’s the perfect temperature.

You guide Peter in, and turn to close shower curtain. When you turn around, you see Peter with his fingers in your mouth, sucking off your slick and moaning at your taste.

You yank his fingers out of his mouth, and pull his hair to connect your lips. Peter lets out happy moans, and your hand drifts down between your bodies to wrap your hand around his cock, and start slowly stroking.

The hot water is running down his chest, and he leans his head back, letting it run down his hair, drenching it, and his chest.

He looks like a fucking wet dream. Literally.

You sink to the floor beneath you, looking up at him through hooded eyes. He nearly cums at the sight of you, but then you kitten lick his leaking tip, and he really is going to cum now.

You wrap your mouth around his tip, teasing it slightly with your teeth, trying to get him to beg. Peter looks down with pleading eyes, and whines when you keep going. Smiling, you take him fully into your mouth, stopping when your nose bumps against his pelvis.

You bob your head slowly, watching his reactions to your movements. His eyes are shut, and he’s trying to grip the tiles on the wall next to him to stop him from focusing on how hot you look.

You’re not happy that Peter’s eyes are shut, and slip his thigh to get him to look at you. Peter lets out a yelp, and his cock twitches in your mouth, before his cum spills out of it.

Shocked, you swallow his cum, and stand back up to cup Peter’s face. He’s now shivering, trying to recuperate from his unexpected orgasm.

You stroke his cheek, and he melts into your touch.

“I’m sorry,” he kisses your palm.

“Pete, I don’t care,” you know he can get hard in an instant, and can already feel him growing hard against your hip.

“I know, but I’m really sor-,” he gets cut off when you kiss him.

“Seeing you do that made me so fucking wet, and now I need you to fuck me. Now.”

His eyes are slightly hooded, and his breathing is rapid while you speak. Peter’s hands wrap around your waist, hoisting you up, and he presses you against the wall.

Your legs wrap around his waist, pushing your wet cunt against his lower stomach. His hands dig into your waist, keeping you against the wall.

The water is running down your head and chest, and you run your fingers over your hair, pushing the water out of the way. Beads of water run down your chest, falling off your hard nipples, and Peter ducks down to take one into his mouth.

You moan at the sensation of his tongue flicking against the puffy skin. He looks up at you with innocent eyes, and he nearly drops your tit from his mouth.

Your head is tilted back, exposing your neck to him, and he can see the faint purple of past hickeys. Your fingers are rolling the nipple he’s not paying attention to, and he can feel you getting more wet.

He separates completely from your nipple, and brings a hand beside your head so he can kiss you. His tongue slips into your mouth, and you suck on the muscle while he positions himself in front of your entrance.

“Are you sure?” he whispers against your lips.

“Mhmm, now fuck me,” you don’t know how much longer can you wait.

His cock enters you slowly, inch by inch, letting you get used to the feeling of being stretched out. Peter lets out whines moans at the feeling of you clenching around him.

You let out breathy moans when he bottoms out inside of you. With a shoulder tap, you let him know he can move, and he starts off at a slow pace, enjoying the feeling of just being inside you.

After a few strokes, he gradually speeds up, eventually fucking you at such a fast pace that you head rolls back against the wall.

His pelvis hits your clit with every thrust, making you moan out. You clench around his cock at the feeling, and he buries his head into the crook of your shoulder, letting out loud whines when your fingers thread through his hair, pulling at it.

One hand drifts down to his throat, applying gentle pressure to stay balanced. Peter’s gasping, pressing his throat even more into your palm, sucking at the skin behind your ear.

His tongue goes over your sweet spot, and you grip his throat tighter. He’s so close to cuming, but he knows you aren’t yet.

He continues thrusting into your cunt, but lets go of one leg so you’re standing up on it. You know what position he’s trying to put you in, and you raise your other leg higher, allowing him to wrap an arm around it.

His cock thrusts into you at a different angle, and it hits that part inside of you that has you finishing in a second. Peter’s so desperate to get you to cum, he’s thrusting into you as hard as he can.

“Fuck, Pete, you’re doing so good. Fucking me so good,” you moan out.

He whines at your praise, nearly sobbing at how good your cunt feels around him. He sucks a new hickey into your neck, while your hand wraps around his throat again, pressing against his pulse points.

You’re so close, and Peter’s cock is twitching inside you, letting you know he’s also close. He shimmies a hand down to your clit, rubbing circles into the bud.

With a shout, you clench around his cock again, cumming in an instant, while he spills his cum inside your cunt. He moans out your name, and slumps against the wall.

You stay there for a minute, the both of you catching your breaths. The water streams down over your bodies, keeping you both warm. You lean your head back, allowing the warm water to stream down over your face.

Peter takes his softening cock out of you, and carefully sets you down on the shower floor. He makes sure you’re stable, and wont fall, before wrapping his hands around your waist.

“Hi,” he smiles.

“Hi, love,” you kiss his nose, cupping the back of his neck.

You’ll never get over how happy and bubbly Peter gets after making you orgasm.

You shiver slightly, and Peter takes the hint and takes your hand to lead you out the shower. He quickly gets you both warm clothes, and helps you with your dripping hair.

You climb into bed, and he wraps his body around you, much like a koala, and buries his head into your chest, humming happily when your hands play with his damp hair.

It’s so quiet, apart from Peter’s happy noises, and you’re so close to falling asleep, when Peter speaks up.

“Hehe, wet. Shower…you…wet.”

All Peter gets met with is a glare from you, and he wraps his body around you even tighter, knowing you can’t stay pissed at him.

“Wet. Hehehe.”

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subbypeterparker · 2 years

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HELP HES SO SUBMISSIVE

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subbypeterparker · 2 years

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oohh, some tom!peter smut coming soon….interesting…

#subbypeterparker #peter parker x reader #peter parker smut #peter parker x reader smut #sub!peterparker #sub!peter parker #sub!peter parker x dom!reader #sub!peter parker x reader #DAMN IT ITS MOUTH NOT HEAD

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subbypeterparker · 2 years

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hi! friendly reminder that i do NOT write for dom!men

that includes if he’s a switch!!!!

#subbypeterparker #request guidelines #it makes me uncomfortable #please don’t ask for me to write that #peter parker x reader #sub!peterparker #sub!peter parker

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vampireoutofbusiness · 3 years

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Never a Dull Moment

NAVIGATION

Pairing: sub!peter x reader

Warnings: oral; male receiving, constant teasing of pbp because he's so adorable I can't, and typos because i won't proof read until I'm fully awake

Request: i sound like a pervert but, can i request Parker with a S/O who just really enjoys his ass or being a pervert in general? like, slapping it or make inappropriate jokes bout it in front of the avengers or public in general, how he would respond to them?💀 general neutral is okay ano! and fluff + crack with slight smut? thank you!

Synopsis: You've spent the whole evening getting Peter worked up and decide to take care of him in the middle of dinner.

a/n: um...I need sleep. also, it's all consensual and ya'll are 18+ cuz you have your own apartment together and all that shit

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Peter Parker was quite frankly the most attractive person ever. Calling him your boyfriend gave you a little leeway. You took every opportunity you could to touch him or make an inappropriate remark. He never told you to stop or said he didn’t like it, just blushed or gave you a meek smile.

You walked into the kitchen of your shared apartment to find Peter unloading the dishwasher, a mischievous smirk on your face.

“Hi,” you reached your arms around him from behind and held him against you.

“Hey sweetheart,” he continued doing his task with you holding him.

“You ready to go soon?” You slowly slid your hand down his shirt that covered his toned abdomen and to the front of his pants.

It’s been a few months since you’ve seen Ned or MJ so you and Peter were going out to dinner with them this evening.

“I-“ his breath hitched when you applied more pressure, “I have to get- um…my shoes on,”

“Okay,” you rubbed up and down his crotch until you felt him get hard, quiet curse words falling from his lips, “I’ll grab your shoes,”

You removed your hand, kissed his cheek, and left to get his footwear. There he was, putting one last plate away with a boner. You brought his shoes back to him and watched him bend over to put them on. You started walking to the door and slapped his ass on the way.

“Y/n,” he stood up and frantically looked you up and down.

“Yes, Peter?” You gave him a big grin while throwing on your coat.

“P- please,” he walked over to you and pulled your hips flush with his, his dick hard against you.

“We’re going to be late, let’s go,” removed his hands from your torso before grabbing his hand and pulling him out the door, several whines leaving his lips.

The entire cab ride over to the restaurant was spent with your hand running up and down his thigh. Each time you got closer to where he wanted, you took it away.

When you got inside, he made an effort to keep you near and in front of him. You turned around and leaned close to his ear.

“If you keep trying to hide it, it will never go away,” your voice was sultry and only turned him on more.

He quickly nodded, a dark blush on his cheeks. You slid your hand down his lower back to his ass, squeezing a little and fully aware of how busy the restaurant was. People’s eyes were all over as you followed the server to your table where Ned was already waiting.

Peter’s boner and your firm grip on his backside were probably not family-friendly but you didn’t care. You’re just claiming what’s yours. And Peter’s going along with it like a good boy.

By the time you got to the table and sat down, you weren’t sure if you had seen Peter’s cheeks redder. His other cheeks definitely have been.

“Never a dull moment with you two, as usual,” Ned said when you greeted each other.

“He’s been hard since we left,” you quipped before taking a sip of water from the cups Ned must have ordered earlier.

Both pairs of eyes at the table with you widened and you thought Peter might choke on air.

“Since you lef-“ “Forget it,” Peter stopped the conversation from going any further and you shrugged when you felt his eyes burning holes in the side of your hide.

You pulled out your phone and saw MJ had texted you.

“MJ’s running late, she said to go ahead and order her cheese ravioli,” Ned nodded, letting out a small chuckle.

“What’s new?” His tone was sarcastic, making you both laugh while Peter was too focused on the feeling in his pants to pay any attention.

“I want you to order by yourself,” you whispered in Peter’s ear, a frown appearing on his face.

“But-“

You narrowed your eyes at your boyfriend and he immediately shut his mouth.

A few minutes later, the server came over and Ned ordered for himself and MJ before you ordered for yourself. Maybe it was a little mean to have Peter order his own food because normally you would do it for him, but you had a plan.

He took a deep breath and kept his eyes on the menu.

“I’ll h- have spaghetti,” he said quietly.

“Pardon?” The server stepped a little closer to try and hear him better.

“I- um,” Peter turned to you but you didn’t provide any help, “spaghetti, please,”

Your server wrote it down and took your menus before making his way to the next table.

“Why- you know I don’t like that,” Peter kept his head down, embarrassed.

You leaned down close to him, you didn’t want Ned to hear everything.

“I’m gonna suck your cock, you did so good,” your voice low and your hand running over his crotch, “go wait in the bathroom,”

He kept his head down so Ned couldn’t see his beet-red cheeks, before quickly excusing himself.

“Is he alright?” Ned asked, watching Peter speed walk to the bathroom and almost fall on a table in the process.

“He just needs to take care of something,” you smiled and checked your phone, “MJ’s here, I’ll go grab her,”

“Sounds good,” Ned was pretty aware of what Peter was doing and what you were probably going to do.

You spotted MJ walking in when you got to the entrance. You greeted her and gave her a quick hug, then pointed to your table across the restaurant where Ned was patiently waiting.

“I have to use the bathroom, I’ll be right there,”

“Okay,” MJ walked over to the table, giving Ned a confused look

“Hey dude, where’s Peter?” “Bathroom…Y/n?”

“Bathroom- they’re definitely-,”

“Yep,”

Yes, your friends are spot on. Thank god for the singular bathrooms or what you’re “definitely” about to do would rather difficult. Actually making him keep quiet might have been fun…

You reached your hand down to Peter's belt, quickly undoing it without taking your lips off of his. He moaned into the kiss as you pulled down his pants and boxers. Your knees met the cold tile of the bathroom floor.

“So pretty,” you stoked his shaft and looked up at him, your eyes full of lust, “and hard. Who made you this hard, pretty boy?”

He was already shallow of breath and you hadn’t even done anything.

“You,” he whimpered as you placed an open-mouth kiss on his tip.

“And you did so well, ordering for yourself, I’m so proud of you,” you praised, then took him in your mouth without warning, his breath hitching at the sudden contact.

His dick hit the back of your throat and he finally got the sensation he needed all night. You knew what you were doing when you got him all worked up before you left. You placed your hands on bare hips to keep him pressed against the wall.

“Your mouth feels so- fuck- so good,” he moaned while you continued sucking him off.

You made eye contact with him as you repeatedly gagged, watching his mouth fall into an “o” shape. You wrapped a hand around his balls, kneading slightly while he squeezed his eyes shut. He was close, you could tell and you couldn’t blame him after all the teasing you did.

“I’m gonna cum,” he said breathily and you took your mouth from his dick, keeping a steady motion with your hand on it still, “please let me cum, p- please,”

“Good boy, you can cum,” you grabbed some toilet paper quickly and brought it to his tip.

His face contorted and let out a loud moan as he released, an intense orgasm washing over him. You wiped him off a little before throwing away the used paper. He caught his breath and you tried fixing up your hair and overall appearance in the mirror.

You figured he was still pretty out of it so you helped put his boxers and pants back on, a timid thank you leaving his lips.

“We can’t be in here much longer,” you kissed his cheek before buckling his belt for him.

“Yeah, okay- my hair,” he looked at it in the mirror and you fixed a few pieces that had fallen out of place, otherwise, he looked perfect.

“Ready?” “Ready,”

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“I’m surprised the food’s not here yet after you took so long,” MJ said as you and Peter sat down at the table.

“How are you?” Peter asked, changing the subject.

“I’m alright, you guys?”

“Well, Peter’s doing the great after that,” Ned and MJ chuckled while you stifled a laugh.

Peter looked at his lap to avoid everyone’s eyes on him.

“You weren’t so shy a few minutes ago, were you?” You teased and put your hand back on his thigh and the other’s laughed, “I’ll make sure you aren’t when we get home either,”

He looked up at you, mouth agape and pants tightening once again. What fun it will be.

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Petals Parker

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Pairing: Peter x Avenger!Reader

Warnings: Nothing dirty but it alludes to nudity and sex...i guess that's dirty

Synopsis: Your boyfriend decided to help you relax after a hard mission.

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Let’s talk about Peter trying to surprise you

•He knew you’d be sore after your mission with Nat, the both of you known for doing hand-to-hand combat

•He’s done this for you before and you loved it

•Tony gave him the time estimate for when you were supposed to get back

•He started running the tub then so it would be hot

•Rose petals were littered all over your bedroom and bathroom that are connected in your quarters

•Just in case he wanted to relieve your stress elsewhere

•Candles were spread around the bathroom, providing the only light in the room

•Peter set one by the towel rack which lit one on fire

•Tony had to come to help him fix everything after the sprinkler when off

•He put rose petals into the large bathtub to along with bubbles

•Everything looked and smelled amazing after the smoke cleared out

•Your boyfriend wanted to do something different this time

•After Tony left, he changed his outfit

•He decided to wear a black bow-tie with the collar, you know what I mean?

•If you don’t, figure it out, I’m a writer, not a teacher

•And Peter is wearing the white suit cuffs and black shorts, no shirt heheehehe

•Hope you get it cuz it’s basically a playboy outfit minus the bunny ears

•He might have considered a maid costume but he’s not good at being forward

•Poor baby boy, you would have loved that

•Maybe next time

•The shirtless and bow tie fit is good too though

•Now, he was waiting for your arrival at your bathroom

•With a hot bath

•Looking sexy

•Nice.

•You walk in, definitely extremely sore from combat

•Pretty sure you have bruises littered on you

•Blood dried up on your shoulder and onto your suit from a knife wound

•Your hair looked…bad

•AWFULNDJKNFKNNVO

•Peter, like usual, thinks you look beautiful

•When you see Peter your expression of pain changes from 0 to 60

•HE

•LOOKS

•SO

•CUTE

•GAHHHHHH

•He’s got a v shy smile on his face cuz he’s nervous about the outfit

•You stagger over to him, politely declining his help

•Your hands go to his bare waist rubbing small circles

• "All this for me?” You ask, obviously knowing the answer

•He nodded, grinning at his hard work

•You feel tears prick in your eyes at how kind this boy’s heart is

•Cupping his cheeks, you pull him into a kiss to which he happily returns

• "Love the suit,” you smirk looking him up and down, “or lack thereof,”

• "Thanks I uh- I wasn’t sure about it,”

• "Oh, I’m sure,” you tell him, straightening his bowtie.

•He helps you out of your dirty suit and guides you over to the steamy tub

•The feeling of relief washes over you when the hot water envelopes you

•You close your eyes and lay back, Peter finally letting go of your waist

• "Not gonna join?”

•He shakes his head and smiles at your beautiful form

• "It’s not about me tonight babe,” he replied, his eyes full of love.

•If anyone in the world deserved everything, it was Peter Parker

•He put some soap in his warm hands and rubbed your arms, tension leaving your muscles

•Peter slowly brushed a hand over the cut on your shoulder, leaning down and placing a tender kiss on it

•Cute.

• "Thank you, my pretty boy,” you looked up and smiled at him.

“You want anything else?” He asked, hands moving to your waist, apologizing when he ran over a bruise and you winced.

• "What else did you have in mind?”

•Your lips turned up into a smirk

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