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TOM HOLLAND as PETER PARKER in SPIDER-MAN: NO WAY HOME (2021) dir. Jon Watts

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Whoa! You're here! Hi!

You know me, having to rise from my grave every couple of months🥰

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i’m begginggg more dine and dash blurbs but now cara’s a teenager

I find it very sweet that even though I wrote that series three years ago I still see people liking it and reposting it every day. It makes my heart warm💗💗

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hiii going into my second year of hs! kinda scared and don’t wanna go back to a school! any advice! im honestly so over school but i like it cause i get to see some of my friends but im only good friends with like two or three people so which is fine cause i don’t want like 100 friends yk

Hi dear!! I know you sent this a few days ago and I’m sorry for the late response. Personally, sophomore year was my favorite year and yeah going back to school is always scary but I know you can do it and once you’re a few weeks in everything feels fine. I feel like everyone is facing some sort of burnout rn and my only advice is to balance your school with your relaxing time. Make sure you have days just for yourself or for something you enjoy to avoid getting burnt out. But just have fun! You’re almost done and high school goes by so so quickly.

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I love your account so much. I wish you the best in life <33

That is so kind, thank you so much and I wish the best for you in life as well and hope you’re taking care of yourself 💕

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I could not have come to this fandom at a worse time 😭😭

The fandom really looks like this: 🪦💀

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[ PROPOSITION ]  one or both muse(s) are having trouble sleeping so they have sex to pass the time.

for tom? or whoever if you feel comfy doing smut/suggestiveness!

Stay the night prompts

In the early days of July, the London air was never fun. Summer nights consisted of open windows and lighter sheets but that was not enough for Tom tonight.

From tossing and turning, Tom grew envious of the way you curled up and slept peacefully. He had tried blankets to no blankets, he had tried water to tea to even listening to one of those meditation podcasts you always say put you to sleep. Nothing worked. He stared at the ceiling as if it was all he had left, occasionally glancing over to you to see if you had woken. It was selfish of him to wish you were awake but he missed you and needed a way to put himself to sleep.

“Tom?” Your voice cracked as you rubbed your eyes, slowly waking to the sight of your boyfriend shirtless sitting up in bed. “What’s wrong? A nightmare?” Your hand rests on his chest trying to feel his heartbeat.

“No darling,” he sighs looking down at you as if you are the prettiest thing on earth since to him, you are. “Go back to sleep.” He hums and you move so you sit up next to him.

“What is it then?” Now curious, he knows you won’t leave him be or go back to sleep until you have an answer and solution.

“Can’t sleep ‘tis all.” He lets his hands intertwine with yours as your head falls against his chest.

“Oh.” Was all you said, he waits before he says anything knowing you always have a list of solutions for everything even though he’s already gone through all the ways he could sleep. “Have you tried tea?” You wondered.

“Yup.” He nods and you let your fingers draw traces over his bare stomach.

“Reading?”

“Yup.”

“Stretching.”

“Yup.”

“Okay, how about a podcast?” Thinking you’ve got him he lets his head fall back against the headboard.

“Yes, I even tried one that talked about the history of the Hoover dam thinking I could bore myself to sleep but it was actually quite interesting.” He tells you which gives you a slight laugh.

“Didn’t even know there was a thing.” You hum thinking some more. The clock read 4:45, you had no idea how long he had been awake thrashing himself around trying to sleep but all you knew was that he had worked for six months straight and needed this sleep.

“Hmm,” you let your fingers fall down to his sweat-shorts. “Have you tried this?” You let your fingers slip in between the band and gently feel the tip of him.

“N-No.” he hummed as you let your fingers wrap around him gently.

“Do you want to try this?” You look up seeing his eyes gently flutter shut and his Adam’s apple bob as he swallows hard.

With a nod, you allow yourself to move faster. Your hand wraps fully around him as you move up and down, placing soft kisses along his chest and up his neck. Too tired yourself to go down on, he understands as his hands grip the sheets and he arches his hips upward.

“D-Don’t stop.” He whines as he tries to match a pace with yours but the two of you grow more tired as he comes close.

With a few more lazy pumps and his hips barely keeping pace anymore, you feel his release in your hands and slowly pull away from him.

As he catches his breath and finally finds his energy cooling down, you manage to slip away and wash up before joining him back in bed.

“Do you need me to…” he offers letting his hands wander down your sides and you shake your head.

“You can return the favor in the morning.” You tell him and he huffs wishing you two could go all night—or at least all morning—but he needed sleep and you had work so there was no late nights between you two.

With his arm wrapping around your waist, he brings his face to the back of your neck inhaling the soft scent of your shampoo before finding himself drifting to sleep. In the morning, he knows he will make enough time to return the favor but for now you will only see each other in one another’s dreams.

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some more domestic fluff prompts

scenarios: 

 lying on the couch on top of eachother, one combing their fingers through the other’s hair as they watch a movie 

 waking their partner up for work when they notice their alarm didn’t go off 

 alternatively: allowing their partner to sleep in because they were overworked anyway and need the rest. 

 one waking up before the other, so they make up their side of the bed and can’t help but tuck in their sleeping lover as they do so. 

 giving the other a spoonful of the meal they’re cooking to test it out, holding their hand under their chin so nothing falls. 

 one is sick, so the other heats up a blanket in the dryer to give it to them while they rest on the couch. 

 listening to music together while they both take the day to clean around the house (maybe even getting a little distracted to dance instead)

 calmly reassuring the other it’s okay when they drop a glass, gently checking their hands for any injury. 

 wiping a bit of frosting (or smth else) off of their cheek while eating and taking it for themself

 smiling across the table when their cheeks are full of food and look quite cute. 

dialogue:

 “can you turn the heat on? i’m getting cold…” 

 “you were talking about that table there being a little…bare, so i got you some flowers to put in it’s space.” 

 “stop singing into the broom and hurry so we can watch this movie!” 

 “you always fall asleep halfway into the episode.” 

 “move your blanket, i wanna lay down on your lap.” 

 “sweetheart, you look cute, but i’m gonna need the sweater.” 

 “i know we had it for dinner last night, but…” *sighs* “the things i do for you.” 

 “did you just put my hoodie in the wash?!” “yeah.” “love, my phone was in there!” 

 “come here, hold my hand.” “you’re washing the dishes.” “..i can do both…” 

 “i hope you don’t mind that i took that painting down, but i thought that picture of us looked a little better…” 

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✷ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ; fluff edition ( . 01 )

❝ here, let me hold you. you look cold. ❞

❝ you sleep like a baby, you know that right ? ❞

❝ i'm fine staying here with you, we can watch your favorite tv shows, cook a meal together, cuddles. we don't have to go anywhere. ❞

❝ you're not burdening me, my love. taking care of you is my responsibility. ❞

❝ don't worry, I'll be here when you're awake. ❞

❝ do you want your good luck kisses ? ❞

❝ you're perfect the way you are. ❞

❝ you're really hypnotizing me by your beauty. ❞

❝ i love your voice, it's soothing. ❞

❝ you're warm, i don't want to let you go. ❞

❝ come here, and give me a goodnight kiss. ❞

❝ you seem tired, i can give you a massage if you want to. ❞

❝ i made you your favorite. ❞

❝ sleep, darling. i'll protect you from the nightmares. ❞

❝ let me carry you. ❞

❝ it's okay, I don't mind buying something. ❞

❝ you don't have to talk about it, just let me make the pain go away. ❞

❝ stay here, i'll run you a bath. ❞

❝ rest, let me do the cleaning. ❞

❝ fine, you can hug me for five minutes; but then you have to let me go. ❞

❝ i'm not staring at you, i'm admiring you. ❞

❝ don't go yet, let me hold you for a moment. ❞

❝ don't hide your face away from me, let me see the blush on your face and that shy smile of yours. ❞

❝ i'm very lucky to have you. ❞

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#i love the two occasions that we see peter wear this shirt #the first is after he nearly sinks a ferry going from nyc to staten island and he gets sent back home #the second time he escapes the wrath of angry misguided new yorkers and tourists in front of one of the busiest parts in the manhattan.. #a combo made in hell

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Can I have ❝  i’ll be here the whole night okay?  nothing will get to you while i’m here.  ❞ Or ❝ can you just…stay here? and hold me. ❞ (both from the prompt list). Or both, whatever’s easier. Thank you so much ���<33 I’m so happy you’re back.

I’m going to write this with peter if that is okay! And thank you so much! I am happy to be back and writing I am a bit rusty(the only writing I’ve been doing are papers and articles for school) but I hope to be better again soon!

Cozy night prompt list🧸

With the latest threat on queens you had been a bit uneasy. The spill of new villains and peter keeping his hands full, you hadn’t seen him or even heard from him for a few nights and had worried constantly. Had he been safe? Had he been alive? Kidnapped? Bleeding somewhere? You wouldn’t know. Your only hope was that he slipped through the window in one piece.

With the new threat, you had been at risk. Like all of his enemies they scouted out what he had loved the most, you. You were the first target of the newest enemy which caused peter to hide you away.

The day quickly turns into night as you use the sounds of the news to drown out your worries, hoping there would be some sighting of Spider-Man for them to report on. The kitchen smells of herbs and slightly burnt oils as you try out a new recipe. every few seconds you glance over to the window to see if your boy has slipped through.

With a little bit of a longer wait, you hear the squeaking sound of the window tearing up and see the red and blue suited boy come through the window with a huff leaving his lips out of breath.

“Peter!” You sigh, dropping everything you rush over to him. Wrapping your arms around his body tightly he returns the love with his only slightly tighter.

“I’m okay, I’m okay.” He reassures before pulling back. “Are you okay?” He holds your face and you furrow your brows.

“Am I okay? I’ve been locked up in here! The question should be are you okay?” You ask even though he had already told you—you didn’t exactly believe him until the suit came off—you still knew to ask.

“I’m okay, see? All in one piece.” He presses his suit for it to fall off. Few scratches and marks litter his back but nothing serious.

But the most important question has yet to be asked, “c-can you just stay here? And hold me. Maybe? No more patrol for the night.” You eagerly hope as he turns to you, only in underwear, a weak smile rises to his lips.

“I’ll be here the whole night okay?” He walks up, resting his hands on your cheek seeing the worry in your eyes. “Nothing will get to you while I’m here.” He presses a kiss to your forehead with dry, cracked lips that desperately needed to be cared for just like the rest of him.

You smile, resting your forehead to his just taking him in for the first time in days. He was yours, right here he was all yours and nothing would happen to you. Nothing would—

“What’s that smell?” He asked as he lifted his forehead from yours. The moment ruined as you could smell the burning kitchen whipping your head around to see smoke coming from the oven.

Quickly rushing to take out the attempted lasagna and turning off the stove, you look at peter with a sorry look before sighing.

“Does your superhero abilities expand to cooking?” You joke and he walks over to your phone on the counter.

“I’ll order take out.” He suggested and you nod as you grab the phone from him.

“Or you shower and I order takeout. You kinda stink.” You tease and he pretends to be offended.

“I thought you said I was sexy after patrol?” He comes closer, your thighs touching the counter.

“You’d been gone for six days. I haven’t even known where you’ve been Pete, how do I know you’ve been showering? How do I know you’ve been eating a-and safe and—“ you start to ramble and he lets his hands fall to your shoulders.

“I was safe, I-I had to stay away. I can’t risk anyone following me back here, not until everything is taken care of okay? I can’t have anything happen to you…I can’t loose you.” He swallows hard and you nod knowing how much he had been through.

“I know.” You sigh. “So let’s just get food and go to bed yeah? Please?” You redirected the conversation to where it originally started.

“Yeah.” He kissed your lips for the first time in the past six days before walking off to the shower.

When he comes out fresh and clean you already have the Thai food that was his favorite ready. His hands never left you the entire night and he checked at least four times to make sure the doors and windows were locked. After that he was all yours, holding you making sure nothing happened to you both. he couldn’t risk anything happening to you.

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Yoko’s Peter Parker Rec’s

<- Rec Page

Series-

Existence In Real Time @peterparkers-bad-youtube-apology

-> Peter is rescued from the lab he was experimented on all his life. You’re there to help him get used to the normal world

Oneshots/Blurbs-

Caught In The Act @spidernerdsblog

->Tony catches you and Peter

Secret @earlgreydream

-> The avengers find out about you and Peters secret relationship

@ptergwen

You fall asleep and Peter takes a picture of you and makes it his Lock Screen

You’re touch starved but don’t want Peter to think you’re clingy

@angel-spidey

You go to wake up Peter, but end up in bed with him

The Talk

-> Tony had the talk with you and Peter

I don’t care @spideyyeet

-> Peter gets drunk and cheats on you, but in the end you find out what really happened

@farfromharry

Peter accidentally hurts you while play fighting

Sensory Overload

-> Peter’s senses get the best of him and he goes into a overload

The Nurses Office

-> Peter knocks you out with a basketball

@waitimcomingtoo

Sweet Escape

-> You get rescued from the Red Room. Fortunately Peter and Nat are there to comfort you

Remedy — P.2

-> Tony wants you and Peter to be a couple, so he sets traps for Peter so you heal him, hopping you guys become a couple. Little does he know you already are

Look After You

-> Peter snaps at you and you think you can’t talk to him

Colors — P.2

-> Deaf!Peter moves to your school. Your the popular girl, but you get to know him

Tongue Tied

-> A misunderstanding leads to everyone thinking you and Peter are having sex

And I Wouldn’t Gotten Away With It Too

-> May finds out you and Peter are having sex

You Wear Those Shoes And I Will Wear This Dress

-> You and Peter are just friends but he accidentally kisses you goodbye

Daddy

-> Your dad, Aaron Hotchner, wants to meet Peter so you go to Tony’s cabin for a family dinner

Mommy?

-> Peter realizes he might have a mommy kink

Stolen Moments

-> You and Peter dating is a secret but when he comes back from a mission hurt you can’t help but run to his aid

Her Perfumes Holding Me Randsom

-> You get a new perfume and Peter can’t keep his hands off you

Peter turns down the heat so you cuddle him @agnesamarantheastwood

Secrets @petrparkrslut

-> You and Peter trying to hide your relationship from the avengers

Goals @devotion

-> You and Peter taking a nap together

@chaoticparker

Secrets

-> May catches you and Peter sleeping together

Sleep

-> Peter cares for you after you stay up studying

Lavender @toms-gf

-> You don’t wanna be awake yet, so you go sleep with him

You and Peter fall asleep together. He try’s to get up, but you make him stay @blissfulparker

Smut-

Misleading Folders @spideykaiparker

-> The avengers find some interesting videos of you and Peter on your phone

Ruin Me @hollandcrush

-> You help Peter out

Steve interrupting your first time with Peter @spideyyeet

Peter using his webs on you during sex @peterthepark

You have a oral fixation and like having Peters cock in your mouth @tom-holland-parker

Uncharted Territories @sourcherryandsprinkles

-> You and Peter explore each other’s bodies

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some more domestic fluff prompts

scenarios: 

 lying on the couch on top of eachother, one combing their fingers through the other’s hair as they watch a movie 

 waking their partner up for work when they notice their alarm didn’t go off 

 alternatively: allowing their partner to sleep in because they were overworked anyway and need the rest. 

 one waking up before the other, so they make up their side of the bed and can’t help but tuck in their sleeping lover as they do so. 

 giving the other a spoonful of the meal they’re cooking to test it out, holding their hand under their chin so nothing falls. 

 one is sick, so the other heats up a blanket in the dryer to give it to them while they rest on the couch. 

 listening to music together while they both take the day to clean around the house (maybe even getting a little distracted to dance instead)

 calmly reassuring the other it’s okay when they drop a glass, gently checking their hands for any injury. 

 wiping a bit of frosting (or smth else) off of their cheek while eating and taking it for themself

 smiling across the table when their cheeks are full of food and look quite cute. 

dialogue:

 “can you turn the heat on? i’m getting cold…” 

 “you were talking about that table there being a little…bare, so i got you some flowers to put in it’s space.” 

 “stop singing into the broom and hurry so we can watch this movie!” 

 “you always fall asleep halfway into the episode.” 

 “move your blanket, i wanna lay down on your lap.” 

 “sweetheart, you look cute, but i’m gonna need the sweater.” 

 “i know we had it for dinner last night, but…” *sighs* “the things i do for you.” 

 “did you just put my hoodie in the wash?!” “yeah.” “love, my phone was in there!” 

 “come here, hold my hand.” “you’re washing the dishes.” “..i can do both…” 

 “i hope you don’t mind that i took that painting down, but i thought that picture of us looked a little better…” 

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from the prompt list- [ KEEP ]  sender fell asleep on receiver and when receiver tries to get up,  sender whines so they stay put with peter

Ahhh thank you for sending in💗 feedback is always appreciated(especially since I haven’t written properly in months)

Stay the night prompts🧸

The faint sound of credits from Star Wars: revenge of the Sith was the only thing that filled the room so late in the night.

Rubbing his eyes, peter woke slowly to the sight of the blue light screen running black and back to its original title screen and spilt popcorn littering the couch. Empty soda cans and boxes of candy filled up the coffee table as you and peter took on a Star Wars marathon to kick off the first day of summer. No classes, no assignments, no pestering roommates—an issue you seemed to have—just each other back home.

Before peter could even reach for the spilt popcorn to clean up and get you both in bed, his body stilled as he looked down to see you curled up against his side. The couch was small, there was no denying that, but you had cuddle up and made it space for two.

Your hair sprawled out messily so he slipped the hair tie off your wrist to wrap it up knowing it would get tangled if it were down while you slept. Although, when he shifted his body upward, a soft groan left your lips as if you needed to stay put.

“(Y/n)?” His voice faint, a soft whisper almost as if there were others in the house about to wake up.

Without budging to his words, he shifted again and this time your whole body stirred which caused him to still. He was stuck, nervous to wake you up as you looked so peaceful, your exposed skin was so soft and your hair smelt so sweet of coconut and honey. He didn’t want to move, no, but he didn’t want you to wake up and push him away upset since you two were just friends.

“(Y/n)?” He clears his throat, hoping maybe this time you would wake up. With his words you had only snuggled into his side more.

“Go to sleep.” You grumbled into the throw pillow and Peter’s eyes widened at your words. If he moved anymore he would push you off the couch so he simply fell back down where he was faced with your back, inhaling the tee shirt you wore that smelt faintly of him after laying against him for so long.

What time the two of you even fell asleep? He had no clue. Last he remembered was the scene where Anakin and obi-wan fought on mustafar so he couldn’t have been asleep for long, had he? Had you?

If he moved fast enough, he could slip from your grasp and wrap the blanket over your body before sneaking off to sleep in his room but his bed alone sounded so cold. He also couldn’t leave you here in this mess alone.

Your body shifted again, getting comfortable against Peter’s body and peter tensed up but allowed it. He kept his hands to himself and prayed you wouldn’t move your lower half anymore. It was around 2am, he could faintly see the clock that hung in the kitchen. You two would only sleep like this for a few more hours.

“Goodnight.” Was all peter could mutter out before letting his eyes shut before they quickly snapped open to the feeling of your fingers intertwining themselves with his.

“Goodnight pete.” You hum and suddenly peter feels as though he can’t sleep. And maybe, if he’s lucky, you two will wake up as more than just friends. Unless friends always cuddle in the middle of the night, maybe what he always wanted was right in front of his face. And he would get it in the morning, for now he just slept.

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STAYING THE NIGHT PROMPTS

❝  don’t be ridiculous,  there’s enough room on this bed for both of us. ❞ 

❝  please stay.  i don’t think i can be alone tonight.  ❞

❝  i’m staying,  okay?  you don’t have to be alone tonight. ❞

❝  you shouldn’t be alone right now.  i’ll take the couch,  it’ll be fine.  ❞

❝  will you sleep with me?  i know how that sounds i just mean—  i feel safe when you’re there.  ❞

❝  i’ll be here the whole night okay?  nothing will get to you while i’m here.  ❞

❝  wait— have you been here all night?  ❞

❝  i thought you went home after i went to bed.  you didn’t have to do that— you could’ve at least joined me in bed that couch is shit for sleeping on.  ❞

❝  can i stay with you tonight?  i don’t wanna go home yet.  ❞

❝  it’s late,  you might as well just stay here.  ❞

❝  can you just…stay here?  and hold me.  ❞

❝  i know this might sound weird but,  do you wanna stay over?  i guess ‘sleepover’ sounds kind of childish but.  i think it’d be nice.  ❞

❝  i’m not expecting anything,  i just,  thought it’d be nice to keep you company tonight. ❞

❝  i don’t have nightmares when you’re there.  ❞

❝  i get you’re doing the whole protective thing— and i appreciate it.  i do,  but there’s no reason for you to stay awake all night.  might as well come to bed.  ❞

❝  thank you for staying.  it just gets so lonely at night sometimes.  ❞

❝  i don’t want you to be alone tonight and honestly,  i don’t really wanna be alone either.  ❞

❝  do you wanna stay with me tonight?  ❞

❝  stay,  please.  ❞

❝  i’ll stay.  ❞

❝  i’m staying.  ❞

❝  i’m staying.  end of discussion.  you gotta learn to let people take care of you.  ❞

❝  i’m not ready to say goodbye yet.  ❞

❝  i don’t wanna have to say goodnight.  ❞

❝  honestly i can’t sleep,  so if you wanna stay up with me?  ❞

❝  i don’t sleep a lot either these days.  we can be insomniacs together.  ❞

❝  well,  i can think of some ways to wear you out.  ❞

❝  if you can’t sleep,  there are other things we could do.  ❞

❝  i’d rather fuck than stare at the ceiling counting sheep to be honest.  ❞

❝  it doesn’t have to mean anything,  i just don’t wanna feel lonely tonight.  and i want to feel good for once.  ❞

❝  please don’t go—  i need.  i need someone—  i need you.  ❞

❝  the night doesn’t have to end here,  you know.  ❞

❝  i like it when you’re here.  so stay.  please?  ❞

❝  you’re just as lonely as i am.  might as well be lonely together.  ❞

❝  you can stay but i’m not letting you sleep on that couch.  ❞

❝  chivalry is overrated,  get in my bed.  ❞

❝  you’re clearly exhausted.  you can go in the morning.  ❞

❝  you don’t have to pretend to be fine,  if you need me to stay i will.  ❞

❝  when i said i wanted everyone to leave me alone i didn’t mean you.  i can’t handle everyone else right now but you…you’re different.  ❞

❝  you need someone right now.  and i’m the one that’s here.  let me be what you need.  ❞

SCENARIOS

[ GUARDED ]  sender insists on staying the night to keep watch over receiver who has been in some kind of danger. 

[ GUARDING ]  receiver insists on staying the night to keep watch over sender who has been in some kind of danger. 

[ UNEXPECTED ]  one muse stays the night to keep an eye on the other after something traumatic and they end up having comfort sex.

[ CONSOLE ]  sender asks receiver to stay the night because they don’t want to be alone and they end up cuddling.  

[ CONSOLED ]  receiver asks sender to stay the night because they don’t want to be alone and they end up cuddling. 

[ ACCIDENT ]  sender winds up staying at receiver’s house all night because receiver fell asleep against them/in their lap and they didn’t have the heart to wake them. 

[ UNPLANNED ]  receiver winds up staying at sender’s house all night because sender fell asleep against them/in their lap and they didn’t have the heart to wake them. 

[ STAY ]  sender is carrying receiver to bed because they fell asleep somewhere else but when they start to walk away,  receiver grabs their hand so sender joins them in bed. 

[ STAYING ]  receiver is carrying sender to bed because they fell asleep somewhere else but when they start to walk away,  sender grabs their hand so receiver joins them in bed. 

[ APPROACHED ]  sender is staying with receiver for safety and asks if they can sleep in their bed with them. 

[ APPROACH ]  receiver is staying with sender for safety and asks if they can sleep in their bed with them. 

[ SHARE ]  sender is unexpectedly staying with receiver overnight,  receiver insisted sender sleep on the bed while they take the floor but sender winds up insisting they join them in bed. 

[ SHARED ]  receiver is unexpectedly staying with sender overnight,  sender insisted receiver sleep on the bed while they take the floor but receiver winds up insisting they join them in bed. 

[ FOUND ]  sender is staying with receiver who had them take the bed while receiver takes the couch.  in the middle of the night,  sender goes out to join receiver on the couch because they don’t want to sleep alone. 

[ FIND ]  receiver is staying with sender who had them take the bed while sender takes the couch.  in the middle of the night,  receiver goes out to join sender on the couch because they don’t want to sleep alone. 

[ DISCOVERED ]  receiver wakes up in the morning to find sender asleep on their couch because sender was watching over them. 

[ HAVEN ]  receiver wakes up in the morning to find sender asleep on their couch because sender felt safer with them. 

[ WEARY ]  sender cries themselves to sleep in receiver’s arms. 

[ TIRED ]  receiver cries themselves to sleep in sender’s arms. 

[ PROPOSITION ]  one or both muse(s) are having trouble sleeping so they have sex to pass the time. 

[ PURPOSE ]  one muse can’t sleep so the other initiates sex to wear them out. 

[ TRAPPED ]  one muse ends up staying the night with the other due to a storm. 

[ KEEP ]  sender fell asleep on receiver and when receiver tries to get up,  sender whines so they stay put.  

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HAPPY THREE YEARS OF SPIDER-MAN: FAR FROM HOME — released July 2, 2019

[blissfulparker]

I loved this so much, shy and nervous peter that immediately wants to give as much as he can to the reader is what I live for💗

Hotel [p.p]

pairing: Peter Parker x Avenger!reader

summary: You and Peter spend the night at a hotel after a mission. When you can’t sleep, you decide to tire yourself out, not knowing that Peter’s wide awake too, listening, and he wants nothing more than to join in.

warnings: smut (masturbation (f + m), oral (f + m), reader masturbates w peter in the room without his consent but he likes it so (but don’t be like her irl), don’t think there is anything else??

word count: 3.4k (omg i just spontaneously added 1k in the last hour lmfao)

had to write this before i could write anything else, my brain just wouldn’t let me lol

Peter watches you drop to the bed with a sigh, cuddling into the sheets as soon as you land on the mattress. 

You’re exhausted from the mission you two just completed.

Peter was thrilled when you were told it was just the two of you, and doing the mission together brought you even closer than he was hoping.

He's had a crush on you since he’s known you but he’s always been hesitant in talking to you; in his eyes you’re too cool for him so he never thought you’d be interested in being friends with him. But now, after inevitably spending weeks together while working on the mission, he would say, without a doubt, that you two are friends.

He can still get shy around you, but that is more his own insecurity than how you treat him. Yes, he still thinks you’re too cool for him. But as long as you haven’t realised that, he loves being with you. But while being your friend is more than he could have ever asked for, he still wishes that one day you’re going to be more than that.

He also secretly hoped that there was only going to be one bed in your hotel room. You’d end up sharing it, wake up in each other’s arms and you’d realise you’re in love with Peter.

And indeed, there is only one bed. 

Only one single bed. And a sofa. 

So of course, out of politeness, Peter took the sofa without hesitation. 

And now he’s lying on it, and he wants nothing more than to sleep, but he just can’t keep his eyes shut. No matter how hard he fought on that mission only a few hours ago, his mind is racing with thoughts of you and your relationship to Peter so his physical exhaustion means nothing.

He’s wide awake.

No matter what he does, no matter what position he lies in and no matter how tired he is, he can’t fall asleep. 

“Peter?”

He furrows his eyebrows when he hears you whisper his name. Maybe he’s dreaming after all. 

You don’t say his name again, so maybe he really did imagine it. 

But then he hears you shifting on the bed. Maybe you can’t sleep either. Were you about to invite him to a late-night cuddle session—okay, Peter be realistic—a late-night talking session that he’s been hoping for? Those late-night talks always strengthen a bond between two people and so far Peter hasn’t really had many conversations like that with y—

His heart skips a beat when he hears something wet. Something in your mouth. 

Are you— no, he’s too dirty-minded. It can’t be. 

Maybe you’re drinking something or eating a snack. 

But why does Peter feel like he can’t move? You think he’s asleep right now and it would be better if it stayed like that, otherwise you might stop whatever you’re doing. If you’re even doing what he thinks you are. 

He tries to get his mind out of the gutter, but everything he hears points to you doing one thing.

All he hears is wetness. More and more wetness. The clicking of your wrist from doing the same movement over and over again. Your breaths becoming more shallow, your heartbeat speeding up. 

He keeps hearing more and more wet as your breathing becomes louder.

In the last minute, Peter has managed to turn towards you a few inches without making a sound and he can see how your legs are propped up.

He’s not imagining it; you’re masturbating. And you’re in the same room as Peter.

Peter is so hard that it hurts and he wants nothing more than to relieve that ache, but he’s not sure if he can do that noiselessly and the last thing he wants you to do is stop.

So he listens, painfully but happily, to you fucking your wet pussy. At some point you whimper and slap your hand over your mouth when you realise how loud it was. You don’t check if Peter heard though, too distracted by your orgasm that Peter can practically hear.

Your bed creaks and you slowly calm down, your underwear snapping against your skin, probably when you pull your hand out of it. The next thing Peter hears is more wet; you’re tasting yourself.

That’s it. Peter can’t take it anymore.

He sits up, “You need help cleaning up?” It’s weaker and quieter than he wanted it to sound, but he’s proud that he managed to say anything to you at all in this situation.

You don’t answer for a while and then you sit up too, whispering through the dark, “What?” 

You probably thought he was asleep, he did make sure to seem like he was sleeping for the last five minutes.

“I asked if you need help cleaning up.” Now that he’s saying it a second time, it sounds less sexy than he thought but again, he’s glad he has the confidence to say anything remotely sexual to you.

“W-with what?” 

“I couldn’t sleep either,” he tells you.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to uh.. I thought you were sleeping.”

Peter knows you like confident men. You dated Steve at some point and you dated Sam for a while. You dated Captain America—both of them. They’re the fucking epitome of confidence and virility. Peter can’t fuck this up now because he’s too shy. 

“No, no. It’s okay. I’m asking if I can uh eat you out.” Apart from the little stutter, that sounded okay. 

You turn on your bedside lamp, possibly seeing the insecurity in Peter’s eyes now. He braces himself for the rejection, or maybe even a laugh from you at the thought that you’d actually go for Peter.

“You sure?” You ask simply, a smirk on your face. Peter nods and gets up, heart racing, watching you as you pull your panties down your legs and throw them across the room somewhere.

“Are you sure?” He asks absentmindedly, mesmerised by the sight of your glistening pussy.

You press your thighs together, obstructing Peter’s view of what’s between them, “Yeah. Are you sleepwalking right now or something?”

“No, I’ve just uh. Never done this before?” He’s unsure if he should tell you that.

“Never?”

He shakes his head and your smile widens, “This is going to be fun. Come here.” You pull him onto the bed and spread your thighs to make room for Peter.

He leans in and is met with the smell of your arousal. He breathes you in, already weak in the knees as he leans his forehead against the hair above your pussy, burying his face in you.

You smell like heaven. 

You let him enjoy you for a few moments, watching him as he tastes you for the first time. He hums as soon as his tongue is on your pussy, overwhelmed by how wet you already are and at the same time wanting to drown in you. 

Peter looks up at you and sees you distractedly biting your fingertip between your teeth. You sit up and push your finger into his mouth instead, then two, and he eagerly sucks them.

You bite your lip while you watch him for a while, and he takes your fingers as deep into his mouth as he can. “Mhmm, so good for me. C’mere,” you retract your hand and put it behind his neck to pull him close to you. You push your tongue into his mouth and it’s overpowering in the best way possible. 

Peter waits a second to kiss you back, trying to properly make himself realise that he’s actually kissing you. He takes your face between his hands and you two kiss for what feels like hours, and they’re the best hours of Peter’s life. 

When you pull away, Peter realises you were only kissing for a few seconds. You wipe the spit away from the side of your mouth and scoot back a bit, smiling before you lie down on your propped up pillows. 

He has to take in your beautiful, grinning face - grinning because you kissed Peter, before he can focus on your pussy again. 

You put a hand in Peter’s hair as you lazily smile down at him. You’re getting tired — Peter is too, it's late and the exhaustion seems to be finally getting to you two — so he can’t bore you now. He doesn’t want you falling asleep while he‘s supposed to be making a good first impression eating you out. 

He swallows as he lies down between your legs, spreading your lips with his thumbs to see you clenching around nothing. “Fuck, that’s so hot,” he whispers, slowly licking your pussy from the bottom to the top a few times. 

He flattens his tongue against your skin as he hums at your taste, “You’re so fucking pretty.” He closes his eyes to further revel in the heaven that he’s currently in until he feels a slight tug at his hair. 

He looks up to find your gaze on him, and you’re smiling. 

“What?” He asks, “Am I- am I doing something wrong?”

You shake your head, lightly scratching Peter’s scalp — that’s all you could do for the rest of Peter’s life and he’d be happy. “Not at all, I just don’t think anyone I’ve ever been with has been that in love with my pussy.”

He looks down as he strokes your inner thigh with his thumb, “Is uh… is that a bad thing?”

“No,” you say, “It’s the best thing. Stop worrying and make me cum now.” It sounds like an order at first but Peter sees your soft smile as you close your eyes and lie your head back, trusting Peter to make you feel good. And you know he wants this just as much as you. 

He smiles, getting another look at your pussy before he starts; he’s imagined this so many times.

Peter starts by kissing you right on your clit a few times, he sees it as foreplay before he dives in with his tongue but somehow he just keeps doing it. 

It’s like he’s making out with your pussy, adding his tongue and sucking your clit a few times, your tiny moans turning him on as he starts grinding against the mattress. You’ve pulled your shirt up over your chest, cupping one of your tits and rubbing your nipple with a wet fingertip.

Peter enjoys every second as he drinks from your pussy, making out with it. Your juices and Peter’s spit are everywhere and he instinctively starts to move faster when he notices your body tensing up more and more.

“Fuck Peter I’m gonna–”

It’s addicting how you cum on Peter’s face, one of your hands in his hair, pulling his head to wherever you need it most as you push his face between your thighs, rubbing his tongue against your clit until you’re finished and the wet sound it creates is obscene. 

You let go of his hair and your body goes slack as your breathing evens out again. “No way you haven’t done that before,” you lift your head to smile at him and pull your shirt back down your torso.

He smiles at you, not commenting but taking the compliment.

You keep eye contact for a few seconds and sit up. He thinks you’re about to kiss him again but you look away at the last second, “Peter, I’m way too tired to return the favour but that felt really good.”

“Oh, no it’s okay. Don’t worry.”

“Okay.. Goodnight,” you kiss his cheek after all, lying back down and two seconds later you seem to be out like a light.

He’s kind of glad that you don’t return the favour. He’s so close to an orgasm already after eating you out that he’d cum really fast and he doesn’t want you thinking he can only last two seconds. And, if there is anything after tonight, he wants his first time with you where he gets involved too to be more special – not with you two half asleep. Not that he‘s complaining about what just happened, he never would, not in a million years. 

He goes to the bathroom to take care of himself, pulling his pants down just enough to free his cock as soon he closes the door and leans his back against it. He closes his eyes and thinks back to the image of your pussy that he memorised perfectly; he jerks off to the mental picture of how your face looked when Peter made you cum.

He clenches his jaw to stop himself from moaning when he gets close, precum all over his fingers. He cums into the palm of his hand and cleans up quickly, tired by now.

You’re lying on the edge of your bed and he wonders if you left room for him on purpose. He couldn’t take you rejecting him now but something tells him to try; you’re not breathing deeply enough to be completely gone yet.

Peter slowly lowers himself onto your mattress as not to scare you, ready to get off if you push him away or show no reaction because you’re too fast asleep to notice him.

You reach for Peter’s wrist immediately, pulling his arm over yourself, scooting over so his chest is flush against your back. You make a little noise of contentment once you’ve completely snuggled up to Peter.

He falls asleep with a big smile on his face.

You both sleep in until you get up to go shower and Peter gets a call that you’ll both be picked up to go home soon. He nearly forgot about this trip and that him going down on you wasn’t the most important part of it – well, at least objectively it wasn‘t.

He stretches after he sits up and begins packing the few items he had with him on the mission. He freezes when he sees your panties on the sofa; you must have thrown them there last night.

He picks them up and brings them to his face out of instinct, trying to relive last night. The smell of your arousal is still on your underwear and he greedily inhales it, cock already stirring in his pants. He shoves the material into his pocket when he hears you coming out of the bathroom.

You just have a towel around you that drop without second thought when you stand in front of the bed, gathering your clothes. Peter gulps; your bedside lamp wasn’t the brightest last night and you’ve certainly never changed in front of him before. 

Does that mean it’s not a one time thing? You didn’t say much to him in the morning but you didn’t ask him to get off of you either - he held you in his arms the entire night.

You lean over the bed, touching all over it as you look for something. “Have you seen my underwear? I don’t know where I threw it last night.”

Peter shakes his head with his lips pressed together.

“It’s not like I could have worn it again anyway, but I didn’t bring another pair,” you pick your towel up again, loosely wrapping it around yourself.

You check your phone and turn towards Peter, “Actually.. we still have twenty minutes,” you let go of your towel again and Peter watches it pool at your feet. He takes in your whole body, and hears you say “So, about last night.. Can I return the favour now?”

You say it with a smile plastered on your face that lets Peter know he’s not the only one who feels the sexual attraction. By the time you walk over to him, Peter watching your tits bounce with every step, he’s completely hard and he hasn‘t stopped nodding at your question, squeaking out a yes. 

You pull down his shorts and get on your knees between Peter’s legs.

“Then sit back and relax.”

You lick your lips as your eyes go over Peter’s hard dick. Your eyes are excited as you look up at him, making Peter’s heart skip a beat.

“Here,” you order as you hold your opened palm in front of Peter’s mouth and he leans forward, not sure what you want from him.

“Spit?” He asks, and you nod with a smile so he spits into your hand. You use it to coat his entire dick, and you start to jerk him off, slowly. You smirk at him, watching him squirm as you tease him.

You lower your head, tongue sticking out, only an inch or two away from Peter’s dick, “Wait,” you stop. Peter nearly whines but manages to stop himself. Your facial expression has changed into something indecipherable.

“Peter, I.. I really like you. After spending so much time together, you really mean a lot to me and I don’t want to do this if it’s just a one time thing to you.”

Peter can’t believe what he’s hearing. He’s distracted at first because your hand is still wrapped around him but you drop your hand to rest on your thigh when you see his eyes going down to his lap.

He doesn’t know how he even manages to talk with so much joy filling up his entire body, but somehow it works, “I don’t want it to be a one time thing either. I’ve liked you since I’ve known you,” he tells you, a smile taking over his whole face.

Your grin is as wide as his as you sit up and pull him closer to you by his shirt, kissing him as he lifts you onto his lap. You kiss until you’re out of breath, not wanting to let go of each other.

“We need to make you cum before they pick us up, but we can make out all you want after,” you climb off his lap and sit back between his legs. “Okay,” he breathes, not sure if having your mouth on his lips or on his dick is going to feel better. He probably loves both.

Neither of you has stopped smiling and Peter can’t look at you for too long, the happiness is too intense to believe, it’s making his cheeks hurt.

He holds one of your hands, both of you smiling like crazy, and you take him into your mouth, warm and wet pleasure enveloping him. He licks your palm this time as you hold it in front of his mouth, using your hand to focus on his balls.

“Fuck, you’re incredible,” Peter whispers as you maintain eye contact while his cock disappears in your mouth, your tongue on his sensitive vein, and it makes Peter moan louder than he expected.

You hum against his skin, lips wrapped around the head of his cock, wet and sensitive. Your hand speeds up around the length of him as your lips stay spread around the tip, taking only a bit of him, but it’s more than enough to make pleasure bubble up in his whole body.

“Oh my god, I need to, fuck I’m gonna–” he tries to warn you but you want him to cum in your mouth, jerking him off so his cum lands on your tongue, white splatters of him coating it and he moans at the mere sight of it as his orgasm pulses through him.

You swallow and take him into your mouth once more to make sure you get every last drop of him, and he can’t believe the’s going to be experiencing this regularly from now on, not to mention how he can repeat what he did last night, over and over and over. 

But what he’s even more excited about is that he gets to kiss you, hold you close, and know that you like him the same way he likes you. You pull his shorts back up and he lifts you immediately, peppering your face with kisses, your wonderful laugh blessing his ears.

When he tries to put his feelings into words though, it’s not as easy as he feels it in his heart, “I’m so… I…” he sighs; he was able to tell you how much he likes you only a few minutes ago and he doesn’t intend to leave it at that.

“It’s okay,” you put a hand on his cheek, looking into his eyes as if he’s the only thing that matters, “Me too.”

Peter’s phone rings with a call telling him that you can go outside now to be taken back home. 

Before you get up, you share a look that says more than words can. You can’t wait to see what the future holds for you two, simply happy that you get to be with each other.