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babysitting morgan w peter parker

summary: you and peter always wanted to babysit morgan

warnings: fluff, language

a/n: here’s a lil shitty headcanon cus i’m busy working on my neighborhood 🥺btw this is my gif!

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ever since peter introduced you to morgan, you absolutely love her

you first met her at peter’s 18th birthday party, where you also met the avengers

“pepper, morgan, this is my girlfriend, y/n,” peter introduced you to the both of them

“hello! it’s so nice to meet you both,” you wave, rubbing your arm out of habit

“i could say the same, glad i finally got to meet the girl who peter couldn’t keep quiet about,” pepper teased, causing you and peter to blush

“can she be my girlfriend too?” morgan looked up at the both of you with a bright smile

“but she’s-”

you interrupted peter, “of course cutie,” you ruffled her hair

she giggled and ran off to happy

“hey,” peter pouted, crossing his arms

you rolled your eyes playfully, “dork. anyways, mrs. stark, if you ever need a babysitter, i’d love to watch her,” you grinned

“babysitters,” peter chimed in, leaning on you

she chuckled, “i’ll consider it.”

so here you are with peter in front of the stark’s home, around 2pm

“i’m so excited,” peter chirps, bouncing on his heels

“i know, you brought every star wars movie to exist and a bunch of legos,” you giggle

soon pepper greets you both and lets you both inside

“so she’s a lot like her dad, very stubborn. luckily she’s not a picky eater though. try to get her in bed by at least 9pm. avoid giving her a juice pop, then she’ll never go to bed,” pepper hums

“got it,” you beam

“don’t worry, i have some tricks up my sleeves,” peter grins

“thank you so much for offering to babysit, i appreciate. happy does too, he needs the break. you know him.

“of course, mrs.stark,” you smile

“y/n please, pepper! anyways, i’ll be gone for only two nights, quick business. you two, please no sex,” she warns, glaring at us playfully

you instantly flush and shake your head furiously, “of course not.”

“i-i think i heard morgan call me,” peter stammers and walks off

“i’m just teasing. have fun you two, thank you!” she grabs her things and leaves

morgan’s reaction to seeing the both of you is hilarious

“hi there morgan!” peter squats down holding his arms out

“my girlfriend!” she squeals and runs over to you, hugging your legs

you laugh softly and lean down to hug her back

peter looks at you and morgan with his mouth wide open, “i- i am hurt.”

after peter introduced star wars to morgan, she didn’t want to stop watching

the three of you cuddled close on the couch, watching the empire strikes back

morgan’s in between the both of you, focusing on the movie

then a couple movies later you and morgan knocked out, with her head on your lap and your head on the side of the couch

“hey you two, i made some food if you’re hungry,” peter says in a hushed tone, poking the two of you

“food?” morgan yawns sitting up, rubbing her eye

you shift slightly and stir awake, “huh?”

after eating the semi-burnt eggos and fruit peter kindly prepared for snack, the three of you hang out in the backyard

“three, two, one! ready or not, here i come!” you call out, looking around for morgan

eventually you find morgan and pick up, spinning her around, “gotcha!” you say making her giggle

peter leans against the sliding doors, watching in adoration

you hold her close and tickle her sides, you feel his stare and look up, “what?”

“oh nothing,” he hums softly

later on the three of you make pizza together

“PETER!” you scold as he accidentally threw the dough onto the ceiling while trying to spin it

morgan giggles and peter cringes slightly, “sorry!”

“i’ll handle the dough, you two do the toppings,” you shake your head, “you better clean that later.”

“yes mom,” peter groans making you roll your eyes in a playful matter

surprisingly the pizza you all made wasn’t that bad

“alright princess, it’s getting late. you ready for a bath?” you walk over to her room while peter does the dishes

she places down her toys and nods

soon after you bathe her you put her to bed, which wasn’t as hard as you thought it would be

you walk over to peter who’s sitting on the couch, putting together some legos

“hi,” you sit next to him, kissing his cheek

“y’know, you’re going to be an amazing mom one day,” he puts down his legos and looks at you

your eyes soften, “and you’re going to be an amazing dad one day,” you whisper, leaning towards him

he smiles and holds your cheek, kissing you deeply. you pull him closer but feel him tense

“boo!” you hear a squeaky voice from behind the couch

you jump slightly but peter laughs quietly, already knowing she’s there

“morgan, sweetie,” you sigh 

“look what i found,” she stands up, her father’s helmet on her face

peter’s heart clenches at the sight, “your mom’s right when she says you’re a lot like your dad,” he murmurs

you smile sadly rubbing his arm gently, looking at him with empathy

she jumps onto the couch and hugs peter, “i know.”

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Peter Parker x reader

Late Night Car Confessions*

Late Night Movie Theatre Visits*

Nudes

Dripping Candy*

Candy Cane*

Camboy*

Friends*

Dumbass*

Public*

Soulmate*

Wet Dreams*

Kiss It Better

Wap*

Big Dick Energy*

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Love Flower*

Ring Ring*

Good Form*

One Night Stand*

He Swings Both Ways

Birthday Boy*

Movie Night*

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The One

Love on Set*

MJ x reader

New Girl

I’ll Show You*

Zendaya x reader

Cinnamon Apple

Steve Rogers x reader

First Date

OTP (feat. Peter Parker)

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lucky stars

pairing: joshua bassett x reader

synopsis: late night drives lead to late night confessions.

word count: 1.1k

a/n: inspired by a lovely dream i had of this man :p hope you love it as much as i do! <33 p.s. i’m counting on y’all to get the reference

josh:

"hey! i miss you :p wanna go for a drive?"

seeing the message flash across your screen, you smile, replying with a simple,

"ofc! <3"

joshua had just arrived home from filming. moments alone with your best friend became a rarity, taking any chance you could to hang out.

happy to leave the comfort of your home, you hurry to get ready. your mind races as you think about what adventure you will get into tonight. car rides late at night have become a tradition of some sort for you and josh.

it was these car rides you missed most. car rides that consisted of you both singing as loud as you could. car rides that sparked countless inside jokes. car rides that made you fall in love with your best friend.

like a fanfic trope, you had fallen in love with your best friend. but unlike all those fics you've read, you were almost certain your best friend reciprocated your feelings. lingering touches here and there, frequent compliments, and oh so much more only validated your feelings.

these thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a notification coming from your phone.

"i'm here :)"

darting your way to your front door, you make sure to do a mental check for everything you need. anxiously, you take a deep breath and open the door.

your breath hitches as you see joshua, leaning against his parked car with his arms stretched out and a smile adorning his face. fumbling with your keys, eager to be in his arms again, you try your best to lock the door. once accomplished, you rush over to your curly-headed friend.

wrapping your arms securely around his neck, you let out a muffled "i missed you, joshy."

"happy to be back." hearing his voice for the first time in months filled you with delight. it was relieving having him in your arms again.

reluctantly pulling away, josh gently brushes his hand over your cheek, the action making you burn up.

"ready to go?" he asks with a gentle smile.

"always."

opening the passenger door, he helps you settle in. and as you wait for him to get in, your eyes wander over the interior of the car. that was until you spotted franklin in the back seat, seatbelt secured snuggly around the stuffed teddy's tummy.

you quietly laugh to yourself as joshua opens his door and takes a seat.

"what?" he asks as he follows your gaze. he laughs along with you once realizing.

"what? he missed you and wanted to come along with us." he whines.

"oh, i'm sure he did." you lightly tease.

after driving in comfortable silence for a couple minutes, you speak up "so, where are you taking us tonight, bassett?"

"uhh i thought we'd do a little stargazing. y'know, like old times." he looks over to give you the sweetest smile imaginable. his smile alone makes you melt into your seat.

"but it's only been three months." you respond with confusion.

"yeah, but it felt like an eternity without you."

oh the things this man does to you.

needing music to still your mind, you settle on harry styles. this prompts the two of you to sing along softly, all while sneaking loving glances at each other.

after some time of driving through random neighborhoods, joshua pulls up to a small grass field. after turning the car off, josh turns to you to say "lemme go get the blanket and we'll go, yeah?"

"okay," you nod, "but i'm bringing franklin."

"he would love nothing more." he says with a playful look before getting out of the car. as you reach for the handle, you find joshua has already opened the car door for you. flustered due to his manners, you whisper a meek "thank you."

on his way to the trunk, he opens the door leading to the backseat. smiling at josh's attentiveness, you quickly unbuckle franklin.

"ready?" josh asks, already standing beside you.

"yeah, are you?"

"always."

closing the door, josh places a hand on the small of your back, leading you over to the edge of the field. once he was satisfied with the spot, he haphazardly unravels the large blanket. after a couple seconds of watching him struggle adorably, you decide to help him flatten it out.

he gestures to the blanket, “after you.”

with a smile playing on your lips, you question him, "why are you being sweeter than usual, joshua?" you take a seat, setting franklin on your lap.

he takes a seat next to you, leaving little space between you.

"i've just missed you is all." he says as he wraps his arms tightly around your shoulders. you let playful groans as he does so.

"you're gonna make me squish franklin." you pout.

"he doesn't mind."

pulling away, you both look up. a blanket of dazzling stars cover the night sky. he picked a lovely night to go out.

"y'know, while i was out there filming," he starts, "i made sure to look up at the stars every night. and there was this one star, one star that would shine brighter than all the others."

you turn your head to look at him. his eyes, like the heavenly bodies above, twinkle.

he laughs lightly to himself, continuing, "and sometimes, after those long, stressful days, i would talk to this star. i would pour my heart out, wishing and thanking that singular star. and after some time, that star became my lucky star."

he turns you to, a gentle smile planted on his lips.

"i thanked my lucky star for you every night i was away."

your breath hitches, mind not preparing you for his words.

"i wished for you to be mine."

your heart pounds against your chest as you relay your words, "well, i think you should thank your lucky star again," you smile warmly, "because i'm gladly yours."

hand once again coming up to your face, josh gently cups your cheek. he takes a second to glance down from your eyes to your lips.

"are you alright with this?"

"of course i am."

it the gentlest kiss you've had, somehow not lacking any bit of desire. it was everything you could have wished for with years of uncertainty washing away with this one kiss. thinking about pulling away was just dreadful.

then suddenly, a stuttering hiss could be heard, followed by a light mist washing over you. pulling away from each other quickly, you two assess the situation. damn sprinklers.

you throw your head back in laughter, your mind immediately going to a certain movie, as josh scrambles to his feet.

"this feels familiar." you chuckle as you take the hand he's offered.

"now you have to giggle uncontrollably while we awkwardly run through the sprinklers" he teases.

grabbing onto your waist to steady you, josh pulls you into his chest.

"we could," you suggest, "or we can kiss again?"

he smirks, "yeah, let's do that."

exchanging more needy kisses throughout the night, you can't help but thank your lucky stars for your darling boy.

new peter fic up tmrw :)

three months

pairing: peter parker x fem!reader

synopsis: peter reminds you just how much he's missed you.

word count: 2.1k

warnings: fluffy makeup sex, minors dni !!!

a/n: happy new year!! i hope this year brings you so much joy <3 this is my first time writing smut so let me know what you think!! try to spot the tasm2 references :p

it's been three months since peter decided to leave.

and it was impossible to not miss what once was. you couldn't help but miss those big, brown doe eyes. you couldn't help but miss the gentle touches he left on your skin in passing. you couldn't help but miss how he would try his hardest to get you to laugh after a bad day. and you couldn't help but miss the empty promise he spoke to you almost every day,

"i'm never letting you go."

and now, as you lay in bed, clad only in his faded blue jacket and your favorite underwear, you couldn't help but miss how good his body felt against yours.

it's been three months since peter decided he wasn't good for you.

peter had come to your window one night after a night on patrol. he could only utter words of worry, letting you know just how much danger he was putting you in by wearing the mask.

you were reluctant about it at first, of course. you didn't want peter to decide your path for you. but you knew he only wanted to keep you safe. and you knew he wouldn't give it up.

so you gave in.

you weren't a total disaster without him. you knew you could go on without him. but that didn't make it hurt any less. you built a world with peter, allowed yourselves to get lost in each other. how could you not still love him?

it's been three months since peter met you at your window.

so you were a little startled to hear familiar taps echo through your room. the sound snapping you out of your thoughts, you look up to find peter just outside your window. your mind, along with your heart, raced a mile a minute as you took him in. he was standing on the fire escape, offering you the slightest smile.

still dorky as ever.

you hesitated, not quite sure you were ready to see him after what felt like an eternity. nevertheless, you managed to peel the sheets off your body, feeling only slightly exposed in front of him.

unlocking the window, you take a step back, eager to hear what peter has to say.

"hi," he whispers, a small grin etching across his lips as he recognizes his jacket.

"hi," you repeat, suddenly unable to find words of your own.

"can i come in? it's kinda cold out here." he's fiddling with the sleeve of his sweater, a habit you only now realized you missed.

"yeah," you let out a breathy laugh before continuing, "of course, pete."

he was a little awkward climbing through the small opening, but that was all part of the peter parker charm you'd come to love so much. and once he was in, standing in front of you, all you could manage to do was stare at him. you weren't sure where to go from here.

peter took a step closer to you, further fogging your mind. there was minimal space between you now—and you were well aware.

it's been three months since peter looked you in the eyes.

and it was only now could you see the few tears that managed to escape and fall onto his flushed cheeks.

"can i hold you?" he asks just above a whisper. the slight crack in his voice makes your heart ache. you nod without any hesitation, excited to feel his touch once again. he slowly brings his hands up to your waist, gently squeezing. the seemingly innocent action makes you weak.

it's been three months since peter has touched you.

it was hard to fathom how the mere touch of his fingertips could make you so hot. you feel your face heat up at the abrupt thought of peter between your legs. and as you stare into your ex-lover's eyes, you wish he would say something, anything, to divert your mind.

"i'm sorry," he starts, letting out a small chuckle, "i couldn't stand being away from you any longer."

with confusion clouding over your features, you begin to probe, "peter i don't un-"

"i was so wrong, y/n. so so wrong." one of his hands comes up to slightly graze your cheek. "you're my path, y/n. you're my path."

the word he chose to emphasize does something to you.

"i'm never letting you go, again." he somehow manages to bring himself closer, now resting his forehead against yours. he shakes his head, repeating, "never, baby."

you couldn't help but smile thinking about your next words, "prove it." peter matches your smile before connecting his lips to yours.

it's been three months since peter has kissed you.

and with that singular kiss, the man has your mind running wild thinking of all the things you want him to do to you.

his hands leave your waist, instinctively finding the curve of your ass. "i've missed you," he mutters against your lips. "so much." his actions emphasize his words as he fervently grabs fistfuls of you. reaching your hands up, you tug on his familiar unruly locks. he lets out a small whimper, letting you know just how much he needs you.

growing hungry, peter glides one hand under your thigh, followed quickly by the next. you let out a squeal as peter swiftly picks you up, already feeling his cock straining against his jeans. you couldn't help but smile between kisses.

he's finally yours again.

peter hurriedly walks over to your bed, hands sliding across your back as he gently places you upon the sheets. that’s one thing that’s never changed about him—always so gentle.

nudging your sides and humming against your mouth, he mutters “let me see you, pretty girl.”

he makes you dizzy.

you reluctantly unwrap yourself from him, now feeling small under peter's gaze. seeing you turn your head away, peter places a finger under your chin, gently guiding your gaze back to him. and with a toothy grin, peter speaks a low “hi,”

“hi,” you repeat, overwhelmed by his tender demeanor.

peter leans in once again, this time nuzzling his face in the crook of your neck. he places scattered kisses across your neck, occasionally nipping at your skin.

drawing his hands down to your waist, he slips his fingers under the worn out jacket adorning your body.

your body retreats at first, overstimulated after months without his touch. peter quickly catches on, pulling back, concern littering his features. “is this okay?” he asks, not wanting to lose you just as soon as he got you back.

“yeah, it’s okay,” bringing a hand up to his face, you run your fingers over his now rosy lips. “just forgot how good you felt.”

“you’ll be the end of me, y/n.” he smiles, lips quickly returning to yours.

peter’s hands find your body, his actions hurried this time. finding the zipper of your jacket, peter swiftly pulls the small piece of metal down your torso, only now noticing you had gone without a bra tonight.

“fuck baby,” he says just above a whisper, thumbs coming up to softly run over your nipples. “you’re so pretty, petal”

that fucking nickname.

peter brings his head down, connecting his lips to one of the erected buds. the feeling making you lose your breath. running your hand through his hair, you plead, “peter, please. do something.” “eager?” peter teases as he pulls away, a cocky smile plastered on his lips. you roll your eyes as you your hands find the hem of his shirt, tugging it off.

you've missed his body so much—missed him so much.

your heart fluttered at the view in front of you. placing your legs over his shoulders, peter found his way between our legs. he littered soft kisses over each of your thighs, careful to remain eye contact with you. “peter,” you whine, not sure if you could take any more of his teasing. taking the hint, peter steadily slides the lacy material down your legs.

it's been three months since peter has tasted you.

your back arches slightly as peter traces his tongue over your slit. his fingers quickly follow suit, only then ghosting his tongue lightly over your clit. “i’ve missed the way you taste," he murmurs against you. tugging slightly on his hair, you silently beg for something more.

making his way up your body, peter littering small kisses here and there—until finally connecting his lips to yours once again. his hands now occupied with the button of his jeans. matching peter's eagerness, your hands rush to remove the tattered jacket from your body.

this was met with a soft "no," from peter. hands coming up to cup your face. he's slow with his words, "leave it on," leaving a small peck to the tip of your nose, he continues, "wanna fuck you in my clothes." his words leave you trembling—the small smile he offers a stark contrast to his words. a small "okay," was all you could muster as you laid back, willing to give yourself fully to him.

hovering over you now, fully unclothed, peter gives you an endearing smile. "what?" you mumble, bringing your hands to cover your face.

the silence is calm, full of love.

"i love you," he whispers, pulling your arms down. his eyes find yours and you swear you could see the sincerity of his words. overwhelmed with all the emotions those simple words brought you, you remind him, "i haven't heard you say those words in months, pete" this time feeling small under your gaze, peter's eyes shift to nothing in particular.

"i love you." you finally repeat. his eyes light up, a goofy smile dancing across his lips. "i love youuu" he drags out playfully, sending you into a small fit of giggles. "god, i love that sound." he says, voice now low and full of ardor.

he knew exactly what to say and how to say it—your peter.

you wrap your arms around his neck, the blue fabric contrasting beautifully against his skin. now you know why he bought this thing. keeping your eyes on him, peter rolls himself into you effortlessly, as if he never left.

it's been three months since peter has fucked you.

"peter," you whine, your darling boy now stretching you out. you felt so full after months of feeling empty. "you okay?" he's gentle, more than willing to take as much time as you need. "yeah, i'm okay." you smile, "just needed a moment. go ahead." "that's my girl," he chuckles, burying his face in the crook of your neck, pulling out almost completely before thrusting back into you.

god he fucks good.

"look so good in my clothes, baby." peter's movement falters, bringing your leg up to wrap around his waist—your back arching at the new position. the heat in your stomach growing with each thrust.

you two are fully consumed, wanting nothing more than to feel each other. familiarizing yourselves with each other's bodies like you did all those years ago. he's your everything right now—and always.

peter picks up his pace, pressing his forehead against yours—making eye contact as he pounds into you. "feels so good," he murmurs, glancing down at where your bodies connect. needing something more, you lift your hips up to meet him, creating the perfect rhythm. his thrusts become unforgiving, but never too much.

"fuck, pete," you cry, now looking into his eyes. "m gonna cum," your hand goes to find your center, only to be stopped by peter, quick to trace lazy circles over your clit, the overbearing sensation causing you to arch further into him. "that's my girl," he coos, "let go for me, baby,"

"peter," you mewl, now overcome by pleasure. pounding into you now once—twice, until he cums. peter drops his head into the crook of your neck, painting your walls with his hot cum.

"you okay?" he asks breathlessly. you could only respond with a simple yes. his cock twitches as he pulls out of you, moaning at the loss. the feeling of his cum spilling out of you leaves you high.

peter lifts his head, soft eyes gazing into yours now—always so pretty after a good fuck. the comfortable silence is broken by him, "i'm never leaving you again," his head shakes lightly as he says these words, "ever." a small smile forms on your lips, knowing just how much he means it. mirroring your smile, he continues, "and i'm gonna do everything in my power to make you believe that."

it's been three months and peter has never stopped loving you.

i can’t wait to experience another spidey movie in theaters again :’)

shut up this is so cute :’)

sunflowers. | harry styles.

pairing: harry styles x fem!reader (dad!harry, husband!harry)

summary: harry is very much in love with his little family.

word count: 2724 words

warning(s): a sprinkle of sexual mentions and a whole lot of fluff

disclaimer: gif is not mine. 

author’s note: hey there. been a while. i missed writing here and the reason i haven’t been doing that is because i was focused on finishing school. of course now, i still am busy with school, having to start my degree. but i miss writing so i thought i’d make this little piece here. it’s my first harry styles fic! quite exciting and nerve-wrecking for me. but as always, leave a like and a comment if you enjoyed this, also constructive comments do help me to improve my writing and i do want to be better at it. and reblog (!) it really helps writers out in creating content for you so pls do so if you like it. all the love x

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green light | p.p.

pairing : peter parker x gn!reader

summary : when peter sees you after a long time. him being the clingy baby he is, can't stop kissing you and he gets distracted while waiting at a red light.

word count : 970

warnings : everything fluff, mentions of hospital, minor injuries, too much of kissing and too much of laughing, peter's lips (there's no way that's not a warning), clingy!peter, gn!reader.

note : i know it's short but cdfvtgybhnj, makes me giggly. anyway, first fic on this blog yay! enjoy, lovelies <3

"hey, i missed you so much," you said as you spotted peter right outside the arrival gate. you left your grip on your suitcase and rushed to wrap two tight arms around peter's torso.

"i know, i missed you too, lovey," you could almost see the sad smile on his face as he hugged back, warm lips finding home on the side of your neck. you stayed in his embrace, taking in the scent of his clothes before peter asked, "is your mum better?"

"yeah, much. she got discharged this morning," you smiled softly at him as he took the chance to load your luggage in the trunk. when he moved to the side, you spotted a new cut to his cheekbone and frowned. stepping closer, you asked "hey, how's patrol going, you're not beating up yourself too much, right?"

you raised your hand to reach out but peter caught onto your wrist, gently moving his fingers to the back of your hand, obliging you to cup his cheek. "i'm okay, baby, don't worry," he assured you and placed small kisses on the back of your hand before you hugged him once more. he starts pulling away only to stop inches away from your face.

"if you're—hm," your next words are muffled by peter's thin lips moving swiftly against yours. his arms went around your waist by habit, pulling you closer to him, while you slowly lift yours up to cling your fingers to his flannel. you kissed back, strongly fighting the urge to smile but failing and so does peter.

the corners of his mouth turn up, still trying to kiss you but he only ends up with your lips against his.

"let's go, come on. then you can kiss me and," you start talking but once again are interrupted by a small peck on your lips. you giggled, "and shut me up like that."

"will do," he teased with a sly smile and opened the door to the passenger seat, urging you to get in. you did and peter followed soon after. peter put on his seatbelt as you mimicked his actions and settled in.

his fingers turned the key over as the engine turned on. he pressed his foot onto the accelerator, releasing the handbrake and drove ahead. as soon as peter did that, his hand left to rest it on your knee, small circles made by his thumb making your body relax.

"how're ned and mj?" although you talked to your friends on the phone while you were away, multiple times, you couldn't help but check up on them once more.

"good, good. ned told me about how he scored a date with a girl from his lit class last night," he smirked proudly, and you nodded along with a smile. "mj's been... she's been scoring multiple dates."

you laughed at that, half expecting it. peter couldn't help but laugh along with you, giving your thigh a short pat. the pair of you rode in silence for a while when you were almost a mile away from the airport, and you faced a red light.

peter's foot pressed the break and the car stopped short. you tilted your head and squinted above at the timer, seventy-eight seconds.

"we should—" you were going to get annoyed, but peter knew you liked it. his thin lips were back on yours when he'd taken off his hand off your thigh and up to turn your face towards him.

"you need," you gasped suddenly, trying to catch your breath but peter's mouth found yours again. "to," you tried again and he chuckled making you grin back, still trying to kiss him. "stop doing—mph," an incoherent sound emitted from your throat when you felt peter's tongue moving against yours.

this time, even though you could not get enough, you held his jaw firmly and pulled away to look at him, "you need to stop doing that," you breathed out. his eyes were still closed and lips swollen.

and as though peter could sense your annoyance, he leaned forward awkwardly, his seatbelt restricting him to do so, and pushed his lips to yours again. slowly but surely, you kissed back and he mumbled out a small "why".

and you couldn't find the answer because truth be told, you had missed him and his lips just as much he did and you now you were trying nothing but fighting the urge to kiss him again and again.

"i think you like it very much," you could feel the smirk on your mouth as he said this making you want to roll your eyes.

"shut—" once again your voice was interrupted, not from peter's lips but the cars' horns that made you and peter jump in your seats. the tip of peter's ears turned deep red and started cursing when he saw the green light above.

he quickly started up the car once more and drove ahead

you pursed your lips and suppressed a laugh, ignoring the way your neck and cheeks turned warm. still, a small titter left your lips and peter turned to look at you, his face expressionless.

you turned to face the window and leaned your elbow on it, your palm hiding your face so peter couldn't see you.

"stop laughing," he exclaimed making you laugh louder and remove your hand so you could see peter.

"you look like a fucking beetroot!" you tried to stop laughing but peter turned even redder at that. even though peter was trying not to, you could see the hint of smile playing on his lips.

"you need to shut up or i'll kiss the shit out of you when we get home," he threatened playfully, and a toothy grin made its way on his face.

"oh really? well, i'm looking forward to it."

♛ BROKEN CLOCKS ♛

― masterlist on november 25th

❝ senior year is rocky for everyone, but thankfully for peter parker, there’s only one week left of it, and the future is only brightening up. between fighting crime as queen’s friendly neighbourhood spider-man, interning at stark industries, and spending time with his girlfriend, it doesn’t look like he’s going to have much time to worry about attending nyu in the fall. but everything changes with a snap of thanos’ fingers. three years later, gone are slow dances at prom with you in his arms, gone are bonding moments with the only father figure he’s got left, and gone is the peter you remember. your worlds change again, breaking with them clocks, hearts, and futures that were set in stone. ❞

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