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Peter maximoff NSFW prompt #3 and #4??

No Remorse

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x gn!reader

Fandom: X-Men

Warnings: NSFW, smut, oral (male receiving), teasing

Word Count: 1,058

A/N: Hello lovely! Thank you so much for this request. I really hope you enjoy it and that it's what you were hoping for. I'm sorry it took me so long to get it out! Thank you for all the support and patience! Feedback is always welcome and encouraged!

Summary: After a long day of teasing Peter you decide to finally give him what he's been dying for all day.

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You had been teasing Peter all day, relentlessly with no remorse. You left lasting touches, gave him suggestive stares from across the room, and put some extra sway in your hips every time you walked. You knew Peter was watching you all day, and the horny part of you couldn't help but tease him.

Currently, you lay on the bed in your shared room, typing away on your laptop as you finished up a discussion for one of your classes. You knew Peter would be coming in any moment soon, and you were sure that he'd have something to say in regards to your teasing today. As if thinking about Peter summoned him, the door burst open.

"You," Peter snapped, glaring at you, "You... what the hell do you think you were doing today."

You smiled wickedly, as you closed your laptop, "I think I was teasing you."

"Why?"

"'Cause I wanted to?"

You shrugged as you walked over to your desk and set your laptop on it. You spun around with a bright smile on your lips only to be met with Peter standing directly in front of you. He was staring at you intensely, a frown evident on his face despite your adorable smile, looking at him innocently.

"You don't like my teasing?" You questioned Peter, your smile falling into a pout.

Peter huffed as he crossed his arms over his chest, "No. I don't. It's mean. You teasing me all day and not allowing me to do anything."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," You laughed slightly as you grabbed Peter's shirt, "Who said I wasn't allowing you to do anything?" Peter's eyes widened slightly at your proposition. You smiled at his shocked expression and walked backward towards your bed, "Did it ever occur to you, Pete, that maybe I was teasing you the entire day and hoping for something to come out of it?"

As you finished speaking, you pushed him down onto the bed. Peter gulped before shaking his head no, waiting for you intently as you crawled on his lap and settled yourself on top of his waist, straddling him. Peter wasted no time in grinding up against you and allowing you to feel his throbbing bulge. Part of you felt slightly bad, knowing he must've been aching all day.

You make quick work of removing both of your shirts and your pants. You smiled up at Peter as you reached down and massaged his throbbing member through his jeans. He groaned deeply at your touch, his hands fumbling for your hair as you smiled.

"If you don't like my teasing, then why are you moaning?" You teased Peter as you palmed him.

"Please," Peter groaned, "Please, love."

You quickly unbuckle his belt and pull his jeans down his legs. Peter quickly shoved them off along with his boxers. You press your lips together gently as you hold in a moan at the sight of his aching member, desperate to get your hands on him.

Peter's moans are music to your ears as you reach out and grip him gently. You can't help yourself as you immediately lean forward and lick the tip of his head.

"Do you like it when I touch you like that?" You asked quietly as you pulled back from him.

Peter groans at the loss of contact, "Love, please. I can't handle any more teasing."

You smile, knowing you made Peter this desperate for your touch as you immediately dive back in. Peter's hands quickly tangle themselves in your hair as your lips wrap around his head, and you suck ever so softly. A throaty moan tumbles from his lips, and he uses all his internal strength to resist the urge to thrust up into your mouth.

You lowered your head, taking more and more of Peter into your mouth until he reached the back of your throat. You groan at the sensation of your mouth being so full, and Peter nearly comes right then and there. However, Peter refrains and watches as you move your head up and down around him, using one of your hands to rub the part of him that you can't fit into your mouth.

Peter tightens his grip on your hair as he moans. Each one of your moans and groans around his cock nearly sends him over the edge, and Peter's doing his absolute best to not come each time your tongue swirls around him. He knows he probably looks a mess, silver hair sweaty and cheeks red as he watches you.

"Fuck," Peter whines, causing your eyes to look up at him. Peter only groans more at the sight of you, your big, beautiful (y/e/c) eyes staring up at him innocently. "Fuck (y/n), love, don't look at me like that, fuck. Don't look at me so innocently with my cock in your mouth."

His words only encourage you to go faster, sucking harder as you swirl your tongue around the underside of his shaft. Peter's moans get incredibly loud, and you feel him drop back into the bed as his grip on your hair tightens impossibly tighter. You feel his veins twitching, and with one last deep suck, you feel him letting go into your mouth.

You moan, your eyes closing on their command as you swallow every single drop that he lets go into you. Peter's hand falls from your hair as he whines softly. You pull back slowly, sucking every single last drop of him off his shaft, releasing him with a slight pop as you lick your lips. Peter watches you with hooded, lust-blown eyes.

You smile at him innocently, crawling your way up to his body before plopping down beside him, "Perhaps I should tease you more often?"

"Don't even think about it," Peter mumbles breathlessly, "Next time, I won't be as nice."

"Please," You laugh before kissing his shoulder, "You'll be putty in my hands each and every time I tease you."

"Then perhaps I should start teasing you," Peter smiled, rolling onto his side and kissing your temple, "See how much you like it."

"No thanks, I'm good."

A hearty laugh fell from Peter's lips as he pulled you closer to his side. He kissed you gently, and you smiled into the kiss. Perhaps teasing was something you should incorporate more often, no matter the consequences.

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Not That Hard

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x reader

Fandom: X-Men

Warnings: mutual pining, cursing, fluff

Word Count: 461

A/N: Enjoy the 400 follower spoil-fest!! Thank you so much for all the love and support. I hope you enjoy this story and that you enjoy this spoil-fest! Feedback is always welcome and encouraged and greatly appreciated! Just another quick little Drabble for y'all!

Summary: There's something you've been meaning to tell Peter and it comes out in possibly the worst way.

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You sighed, looking down at your phone in frustration. Sure, it wasn't hard to tell your crush that you liked them, but to you, it felt literally impossible to tell Peter you liked him. You were just about 100% sure that he didn't like you that way and that he only saw you as a friend.

Not that you were ungrateful! You were so immensely grateful for the opportunity to be Peter's friend. He was the dorkiest, sweetest person you'd ever met, and that was what made you like him so much. He never failed to make you smile. He was always happy to spend time with you and make you laugh. He'd even hold you and take you for runs, and damn, you wished you could just take it to the next level.

Your phone dinged as Jean replied to your previous text, "Just do it. It won't end badly. Trust me."

You groaned, quickly texting Jean back, sending a photo of Peter and you, "I'm too nervous. I just wish he would like me back."

"Peter is right next to me!!!"

Your heart dropped as you panicked. A yelp escaped your mouth as you tossed your phone across the room, and you immediately began pacing. Fuck, fuck, fuck! What if Peter saw it! Oh god, he was going to freak out. He'd probably think you were a freak. Your heart remained in your stomach at the realization that you most likely just screwed over your chance with the one person you never wanted to mess anything up with.

"Who said I didn't like you?"

Your scream filled the air as you jumped, spinning around to see none other than Peter. His signature smirk was plastered on his face as you grasped your chest, desperately trying to calm down your heart. But how could you? How could anyone remain calm around Peter with his smile and goofy attitude and a caring personality?

"Peter! I-I-I.. oh crap!" You gasped out, looking around your room for some way to get out of your situation.

"(Y/n), calm down. It's okay," Peter smiled, walking up to you, "I like you too."

"Y-y-you do?"

"How could I not?" Peter winked at you playfully, gently grasping one of your hands and pulling you into his chest, "What do you say we go for a run to get some ice cream. It'll be my treat, our first date. Then I can properly ask you out."

Smiling up at Peter, you nodded eagerly, throwing all caution to the wind. Peter liked you, actually liked you back, and that made you ecstatic. As you clung to Peter and prepared for him you run, you thought that maybe it wasn't that hard to tell your crush that you liked them.

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BYE IM SJCN A KURT PETER READER POLY RELATIONSHIP SIMP !! HI-

Can I request again? If not, u can ignore this but poly kurtpeter x reader headcanons g/n reader !

With a reader who always has a smile on her face ? But then one day, they come back to kurt and Peter's dorm and they completely crumble in their boys' arms whimpering about how lonely they were before they met kurt and peter, and before passing out, they tell the boys " I'll become a better person. Just for you two."

Then they wake up and just hold peter and Kurt's hand ( one hand for peter and one for kurt bc we're fair like that !!) And say " I meant what I said. I'd crown your heads with the stars I plucked from the sky. " In the most serious yet loving way possible

I'm such a hopeless romantic ngl

Breaking Down Headcannons

Pairing: Kurt Wagner x gn!reader x Peter Maximoff

Fandom: X-Men

Warnings: poly relationship, gender neutral reader, crying, sadness

Word Count: 505

A/N: Hello again love! Yes ofc, you're welcome to request as many times as you want. Sorry it took me so long to do this! Thank you so much for this request, I hope you enjoy and that it's what you wanted. Feedback is always welcome and encouraged! Liebe translates to love in German (I believe).

Summary: Headcannons about you breaking down in front of the boys due to a fear of loneliness.

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Always smiling was your default. It was how you always were.

And it wasn't necessarily because you felt the need to look happy but because you liked seeing how others got happy seeing you smile at them.

Your constant smile was something Kurt and Peter loved immensely about you, your kind smile being spread amongst humans and mutants both, lighting up every room you walked into.

That's why they were so incredibly shocked and confused when you came to their room, tears streaming down your cheeks and soft whimpers leaving your mouth.

Kurt would immediately panic, "Love, what's wrong? What happened? How can we help?"

Peter would be overly concerned about protecting you, "Who did this? Who do I need to kill? What happened. Tallk to us, honey. We need to make sure they pay."

You simply crumble.

"I just love you boys so much. I just... I'm so lucky. I was so lonely before I met you guys. I hated being lonely. Thank you for not making me lonely again."

The boys would immediately melt, Kurt teleporting you to bed while Peter sped over to join as you continued mumbling.

They each got on one side of you, cuddling you and trying to calm you down. It was nearly impossible, though. You were so worked up and hell-bent on making the boys understand just how much they meant to you that you were quickly tiring yourself out.

Your eyes eventually drifted shut as you rambled on. The boys decided it was best to let you get it out. They could question you later about what had evoked those emotions to come out.

"I promise," You whispered, "I'll become a better person. Just for you two."

After your sixth hour of being asleep, Peter mentioned that maybe it was literal exhaustion that had caused you to be so emotional.

You'd awoken not too much later, eyes fluttering and focusing on Peter in front of you, making you quickly turn to make sure Kurt was behind you, making you smile.

Silently and wordlessly, you held onto one of Peter's hands and one of Kurt's hands in each of your own, smiling at the feeling of your boys.

"I'm so for scaring you. I just got overwhelmed with that fear of being alone again."

"We're always here for you, Liebe. Never worry about being alone," Kurt responded softly, kissing your temple.

Peter smiled and nodded, "Always."

You cleared your throat and took a deep breath. You loved these boys more than you would ever be able to describe, and you just hoped that one day you would be able to repay them for everything they'd done for you. Slowly and softly, making sure that you said each word seriously and full of love, you spoke to your boys, "I meant what I said. I'd crown your heads with the stars I plucked from the sky if I could. I love you both so much."

Let's just say many happy tears were shed amongst the three of you.

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can you pls do nsfw prompts 10, 24, 30, and 42 for peter maximoff?

Definitely More Than Best Friends

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x fem!reader

Fandom: X-Men

Warnings: nsfw, SMUT, virgin!reader, teasing, soft!Peter, praising

Word Count: 1190

A/N: Hello! Thank you for the request! This ended up being so much longer than I thought... oops 😂 I really hope you enjoy this. As always, feed back is welcome.

Summary: After coming back from a mission with your long-time best friend Pietro, things take an unexpected turn.

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You leaned against Peter as a whine left your lips, "Stop doing that!"

"I'm sorry I just hate going slow," Peter frowned as he closed his door behind him.

You snickered as you began to pull down the zipper of your mission suit, "I bet you do, don't you."

Peter appeared behind you, a 'whoosh' accompanying him as your hair flew forward, and he asked in that suggestive tone he often used, "What's that supposed to mean?"

You swatted at his hand, "So dirty-minded."

Slipping off your suit you were quick to reach for your shorts and one of Peter's t-shirts. But it quickly disappeared with a 'whish' that made you pout as you turned to see Peter holding them by the door. It was often like this between you and Peter. Constantly flirting, the sexual tension high between you two... ignoring the fact that you were a virgin and that you were madly in love with Peter and had been for as long as you could remember.

Peter and you had grown up together, so despite the fact that you two weren't a couple, you always were this way. Changing in front of the other, showering with the other in the bathroom getting ready, teasing each other about anyone you looked at for slightly just too long.

"Peter Maximoff, give me my clothes," You spoke sternly, crossing your arms and unintentionally pushing your breasts up for Peter to get a better view of.

He shrugged, "I like you better with them off."

You rolled your eyes, "It's not fair if I'm the only one in their underwear."

Within a blink, Peter was in nothing but his boxers, smiling cheekily before appearing right in front of you, "Y'know darling, when you cross your arms like that, you're really just giving me a better show."

Immediately you dropped your arms, going to swat Peter's arm but before you got the chance you were plopping onto the bed. You frowned at Peter who stood right beside where you lay on the bed, a smirk wide on his face. Your eyes roamed over his body, heat rising to your cheeks as you saw the slight tent that was rising in his boxers. Peter couldn't like you that way... could he?

"Geez Pete seems like you're the one giving me a show," You smirked as you teased him.

Peter's eyes shifted before he was suddenly hovering over you, "I could give you a show.. oh I could give you a good show."

You gulped as one of his hands placing itself on your cheek before he slowly lowered his lips. Sparks. Fireworks. Warm tingles radiating throughout your whole body. There was no proper way to express the pure joy radiating throughout your body as your lips finally met Peter's. It was needy, both of you had been waiting far too long to kiss like this, to actually act upon your instincts. When you pulled away Peter's forehead connected with yours while his hands roamed down to your hips.

"Damn I've waited too long to do that," Peter groaned, squeezing your hips.

"You're telling me," You teased before realizing your position, "Wait... Pete, I'm a virgin."

"Wait, you're a virgin?"

"Oh shut up, don't act like you don't know. You never let any guys near me."

At this Peter laughs, kissing your cheek, "You're mine, now let me show you a good time,"

Peter smiled before attaching his lips to your neck, kissing and sucking, making his way down. Your hands find his silver locks and you pull, smiling at the groan he emits. He's gentle with you, unclasping your bra and pulling it off you agonizingly slow as he continues to kiss, now on your breasts. His hand finds the way between your legs, rubbing your clothed pussy and eliciting a loud moan.

Peter takes his time, his mouth suckling your nipple while one hand rubs your clit and the other kneads your other breast. You're slightly amazed how he remains only balanced on his elbow before he switches. His mouth switches to your other nipple while his hands switch, only this time he slides two fingers in, causing you to moan loudly.

"Keep quiet," Peter hisses against your boob.

You give a tug on his hair, prompting a groan from him that makes you smile, "Don't be gentle. Just 'cause I'm a virgin doesn't mean I haven't masturbated."

Peter hums in response, adding a third finger, and begins thrusting in quickly. You bite your lip as your hands tighten in his hair. Within a few seconds, he's detaching his mouth from your nipple, only to attach it to your clit. His pace is relentless, and if you didn't know him so well you might've accused him of using his mutation on you. He smiles at your reaction, enjoying the show you were giving him.

"Too long," You moan as he pulls his fingers out.

"Such a good girl. Always have been," He praises you as he pulls away slightly, "So responsive for me, how long have you thought of this?"

"I'll go gentle for this," Peter smiles lovingly at you, lining himself up with your entrance, "That is if you still want this. We don't have to do any of this. I know it's quite sudden."

"No, please, ruin me. Please, Pete."

A smirk rises to his face at your needy request before he slowly begins to push in. You claw at his shoulders, nodding each time as Peter asks if you're okay. After he is fully in -and holy shit he's huge- he stays still until you nod for him, breathlessly telling him it's okay to continue. He starts slowly, pulling out and thrusting in until you slowly begin to moan again.

Your quiet moans begin to fill the room as Peter picks up pace, thrusting into you. His head drops as he nestles into your neck, kissing and nipping as he thrusts. His soft grunts float up to your ears, which only make you feel even more consumed by bliss.

Peter Maximoff, your best friend since you were three, was currently thrusting himself into you in the most intimate way possible. You had, dreamed of this moment for far too long, and judging by Peter's grunts, he had too.

"So good.. oh, so good darling. You're such a.. a.. good girl for me. O-oh, I've waited so long for this," Peter groaned into your neck, "Oooh, you feel so good, darling."

"P-Pete," You moaned softly, your hands finding his silver hair once more and tugging, "I'm g-gonna cum."

"Cum for me good girl, cum for me."

His words slammed you over the edge, your walls clenching tightly around Peter as you orgasm. It didn't take him much longer, stilling inside you as he followed. He collapsed against you, using his arms to hold up some of his weight while he kissed your shoulder.

"You did so good darling."

"Pete, I... I love you."

"I love you too, was it not obvious enough?"

You both laughed as he lifted his head, "I'd be lost without you."

"Good thing you'll always have me."

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haha..hi..heard you wrote for poly kurt x reader x peter.. yes ,, you've summoned me-

now give me the fluffiest relationship headcanons of kurt x peter x reader poly 🔫 with a sunshine of an s/o (genderneutral, they/them!) who always makes sure both of their boys are stable. Although they're chaotic they have a more motherly, loving side to them, and the only people they show that side to are kurt and Peter? I'm sorry if this doesn't make sense or makes you uncomfortable !! Take your time <3 thank you for your beautiful works !

Fluffy Headcannons

Pairing: Kurt Wagner x gn!reader x Peter Maximoff

Fandom: X-Men

Warnings: swearing, fluff, poly relationship, gender neutral reader.

Word Count: 789

A/N: Hello lovely! Thank you so much for this request and the support. I truly hope that you enjoyed this, I pretty much wrote all the fluffy, sweet, cute things that popped in my mind of what a poly relationship would be like with these two adorable boys. Feedback is always welcome, encouraged, and greatly appreciated. Enjoy!

Summary: Fluffy relationship head cannons of your polyamorous relationship with Peter Maximoff and Kurt Wagner.

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OMFG OF COURSE MY LOVE

• SO, It took no time for you all to get together.

• Firstly, let's establish, cuddling these boys, THE ABSOLUTE BEST THING! Between Peter's constant heat and the way Kurt's tail would wrap around not only you, but Peter too... truly, the comfiest, safest spot in the world.

• Kissing? Only the most romantic thing ever. Not one of you was ever left out, and the kissing had no boundaries. Sweet and slow? PERFECT. Hot and sexy? OF COURSE! Slow and steamy? NO PROBLEM. Quick cheek/forehead kisses? TO DIE FOR!! I'm telling you, any kind of kiss with these boys is the most perfect, wholesome, loving kiss you'll ever experience.

• You'd constantly have late-night conversations. I can't tell you how many nights you'd be awoken by Peter and Kurt, Kurt supporting Peter's weight while Pete mumbles about having a bad dream.

• The rest would be history. You'd stay up all night talking, not giving a single care about losing sleep. You'd discuss anything and everything. From Star Wars to Wolverine's hairstyle choice, you'd talk about all possible topics.

• Kurt 100% leaves cute sticky notes for both Peter and you.

• Peter most definitely sneaks snacks and drinks for you and Kurt 24/7. Like, if you even mention that you were just thinking about food, not even that you necessarily wanted it, just that something reminded you of that food/drink, 2 seconds later you would have it in your hands with Peter smiling like a goof in front of you.

• Now I gotta tell you, Kurt and Peter were both immediately drawn to your personality. They'd been flirting with each other for a while when you came along, and both became secretly worried they'd have to give one another up to have you.

• But then you casually mentioned one time that you liked the idea of a polyamorous relationship. It was like the angels had brought you specifically for them.

• They both loved your chaotic side, especially Peter because come on, he's literally the most chaotic X-Men, and he loved the idea of being chaotic with you.

• While they both knew that you weren't just sunshine and chaos, Kurt was the one that took extra attention to the softer sides of you.

• Once the three of you established a relationship, you wasted no time in fully unleashing your motherly, loving side, feeling that you not only trusted them enough, but you wanted them to be the ones to see it.

• You'd always make sure they'd eaten, that they'd had enough water. You'd remind Peter that he needed to eat more than just Twinkies, and you'd remind Kurt to rest after missions because you knew how draining it was for him to teleport so many people. You'd always be their support when things got tough, sometimes even going to therapy with them if they needed it.

• At first, both the boys just naturally absorbed all your love without any second thoughts, still enjoying your chaotic moments but truly appreciating the sweet, soft moments you'd share. Appreciating all the love and affection you'd give the two boys who hadn't experienced too much of it in their lives.

• Peter was the first to notice that you'd reserved your soft side for them.

• While Kurt was equally attentive, he didn't notice the drastic change because you weren't chaotic with him like you always were with Peter.

• Peter noticed it when you'd been under a tree at the mansion, cuddling with the boys and reminding them they needed to pack for the upcoming mission when Jean and Scott had arrived. You'd switched immediately to be more bubbly and outgoing, happily fitting in with all the mutants around you.

• Peter remained silent, waiting until the three of you had retreated to your room to confront you.

• "Hey, love?"

• "Yea, Pete?"

• "You know you don't have to be calm when you're with us, right? We love you regardless."

• "Oh! No... I... I just, I want to keep that side for you guys," You smiled softly, "My loving, motherly, overprotective side is reserved just for my two boys."

• You'd never seen the two of them start crying faster.

• They'd felt so loved and appreciated because holy fuck you'd reserved this unique part of your personality just for them, and oh my god, they'd never been more in love with you. I mean, not only did you not care about being human around all these mutants, but you loved them, and you were nothing but yourself with them.

• You'd been called away by Jubilee only moments later, and they'd watched as you happily skipped off, linking arms with the mutant and immediately striking up a conversation.

• "We are so definitely marrying them."

• Kurt frantically nodded his head in agreement, "We definitely are."

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How about one with X-men Peter Maximoff x reader with following nsfw prompts 34,37,57: Peter has been away on a mission for some time and they can barely make it to their shared room before things turns steamy - but with the twist that she in fact really passes out afterwards when she is going out of bed to get some water...

Impatience

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x fem!reader

Fandom: X-Men

Warnings: nsfw, smut, female reader

Word Count: 830

A/N: Hello! I hope you enjoy! Thank you so much for the request and for your support! Feedback is always appreciated! Sorry this one’s a bit short, I’ve been swamped with work and wanted to get this out for you!

Summary: Peter has been away on a mission and when he comes back things quickly get steamy.

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You stood patiently, bouncing on your feet as you waited for the ship with Peter to return. He'd been gone on a mission for just over a week and to say you missed him was a slight understatement, which was the main reason you couldn't contain the small squeal when you saw the jet approaching. You didn't even have time to see Peter get off the ship because he was immediately in front of you smiling.

Before you could even blink you appeared in the hallway that led to your room, Peter's lips were immediately on yours kissing you roughly. Desperation and need poured into the kiss as your arms wrapped around his neck. He hummed into the kiss, clearly pleased with your response and happy that you weren't shocked with him running with you.

"Mmm, Peter," You hummed pulling away softly in an attempt to get his attention, but instead his lips simply traveled down your neck, biting and sucking on your soft spots, "Peter we need to at least get to your room."

He chuckled into your neck before pulling back to look at you, "I'll take you against that fucking wall if I have to."

You smiled, giving a quick kiss to his lips before pulling back, "I missed you too babe but we do live in a school, with actual children present."

Once again, within a blink you appeared in Peter and your room, his lips immediately reconnecting with yours in a kiss that sent warmth directly down between your legs. You couldn't help the moan that escaped your lips as Peter lifted you and walked towards your bed, laying you down without ever breaking the kiss. He pulled back to allow you both to catch air, smiling as he kissed down your neck and to your collarbones.

"I haven't seen you in so long, I need you," Peter hummed, pulling off your shirt.

"Mmm, I need you too."

Your clothes were quickly discarded, Peter determined to fuck you as soon as possible, which meant even foreplay was forgotten. Not that you minded, seeing Peter this desperate for you turned you on in ways you couldn't previously imagine. He wasted no time in aligning himself with your entrance, looking over your face to make sure you were okay with this. You nodded frantically before he was filling himself with you.

No matter how many times you would do it with Peter each time was like the first. He stretched you and filled every part of you perfectly, eliciting sinful moans from you. After allowing a minute for you to adjust he began to thrust in and out of you. Your moans began to fill the room as he sent a blissful pace, oh how it had been far too long.

"You like this princess? You sound like you love the way my cock fills you."

You moaned even louder at Peter's words, whining when he reached down to rub your clit, "Y-yes, oh fuck it's been too long."

"Far too long," Peter grunted as he kept his pace, "I won't stop until you pass out."

You moaned once again at his words, desperately fisting the sheets below you as you attempt to remain somewhat quiet. He thrust into you relentlessly, filling you each time, hitting that spot that nobody else ever had. Warmth ran through your body as your stomach knotted, tingles shooting through you in pure satisfaction.

"Fuck Peter... oh god... Peter, I'm g-gonna cum!" You cried out loudly, your hands leaving the sheets to claw at his shoulders.

"Cum then baby, cum all over me."

His words sent you over the edge, clenching tightly around him as your legs shook violently. Your orgasm washed over you in intense pleasure, your moans just short of a scream as your vision blackened around the edges from the intense bliss. With a few more thrusts Peter was stilling, filling you with his warm cum with a deep groan.

He plopped down beside you, pulling you into his arms and smiling widely as your legs still very gently twitched, "That was amazing."

"Beyond amazing," You gasped as you panted heavily with Peter.

After resting for another minute you sat up, mumbling about going to get water. Peter watched as you yanked on his shirt and walked towards your desk. His eyebrows furrowed as he watched you stop, swaying slightly as his name left your mouth in a whisper before you collapsed to the floor.

"Y/n!" Peter yelped, by your side in less than a second and rolling you over, "Fuck! Baby.. baby wake up, please. I didn't actually want you to pass out."

Slowly, your eyes opened and you smiled up at Peter, "I got up too quickly."

He sighed, yanking you into his chest, "You scared me half to death."

"'M sorry," You mumbled leaning into Peter's chest, "I'm glad you're home."

He smiled, squeezing you gently before kissing the top of your head, "So am I."

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Valentine’s Day Special #1

Request: No

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x fem!reader

Fandom: X-Men

Warnings: fluff, Valentine's day, light swearing, mutant reader, female reader, you have chlorokinesis (plant manipulation), forgetful!Peter

Word Count: 910

A/N: Here it is! The first Valentine's Day special! I hope you all enjoy this! Just a reminder that requests are still open but will not be posted until after 2/15. However, you can send in a Valentine's Day request and I'll do my best to post it with the specials! Thank you so much everyone! (y/f/c)=Your Favorite Candy

Summary: Peter forgets it's Valentine's Day and panics that he hasn't gotten you anything, but that's not the only thing he's forgotten.

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Today was great. Peter felt great. He was having a good hair day, he had already finished a box of Twinkies, and he was revving to go for another run. There was only one thing that was bringing down Peter, and it was the fact that he felt something was wrong. Because you were nowhere to be seen, and it was already noon. Truthfully, Peter knew the reason he hadn't yet seen you was because he'd been running a muck all day, barely standing in one spot for longer than three seconds.

Peter frowned as he looked over the cafeteria, and after still not seeing you, he decided it was best to ask Jean where you were. Of course, he zipped to the hallway that you all often hung out at. "You all" being Scott, Jean, Kurt, Ororo, Jubilee, Peter, and you, of course. Peter frowned when you weren't there but felt slight relief at seeing Jean. Immediately prepared to call out for her, Peter was left frozen as he saw Scott handing Jean a bouquet along with candy and a stuffed animal.

Crap! It's Valentine's Day!

Running away as fast as he could, Peter grabbing the best dozen roses he could find as well as (y/f/c) before standing in front of all the stuffed animals and panicking to find which one he thought you would like best.

Back at the mansion, however, you were blissfully unaware of Peter's current predicament as you stood in your doorway. Finishing off the small daisy bouquet a younger mutant asked you to make. He thanked you profusely before running off. You smiled after the kid, thankful that for once you felt as if your mutation was truly helping.

Scott appeared in front of you suddenly, smiling widely, "Thanks for the bouquet, Jean loved it."

"Of course she did," You scoffed, "I made it."

Scott shook his head at your comment, watching as you created a small lily bouquet for a younger girl, "Peter hasn't come said hi to you yet?"

"Nope. Haven't even seen him once today."

"Jean and I just saw him," Scott motioned his hand down the hall as he watched you began making some babysbreaths, "He ran away pretty quick though, assumed he was coming to you."

You shrugged, "It's Peter."

Scott chuckled, bidding you a quiet goodbye before walking towards Jean, who had come out of her room. She smiled, waving at you before turning with Scott. You turned, heading into your room to put the babysbreath into a vase when a gust of wind burst past you, nearly knocking you over. Looking up, you saw Peter, standing with a beautiful bouquet of roses, (y/f/c), and a large teddy bear holding a heart. Tilting your head slightly, you smiled confusedly at Peter, who immediately began rambling.

"I am so so so sorry (y/n). I completely forgot today was Valentine's day, and almost all the stores were out of flowers, and yeah, I could've asked you, but that'd be so.. lame. So I ran all around until I found these roses and then... then there were so many stuffed animals and I didn't know which one you would want so I got the biggest one because I figured.. well... it's more stuffed animal. The roses might be a little tattered from the run, but I just wanted to get you something nice and make today special for you since it took me so long to... and I almost forgot about today completely and--"

"Peter.. slow down," You smiled, interrupting the boy after deciding you'd heard enough, "What are you talking about anyway?"

At this, Peter's eyes widened in horror, making you step back in slight worry, "I... I never asked you?"

"Asked me what, Pete?"

He groaned, using his free arm to rub his palm against his face, "I am the biggest idiot to ever idiot."

"Pete, what's going on?" You asked, stepping forward towards the silver-haired boy, smiling at the fact the bear he'd chosen was also silver.

"I was going to ask you.. to be, uh... be my Valentine," Peter spoke slowly, his cheeks burning red, "But clearly, I forgot to do that. And then I forgot today was Valentine's day. Okay, stop rambling... these are for you if you'd like to be my Valentine."

You smiled at the boy, quickly looking down at the babysbreath in your hands and making multiple pink roses appear in it, "I'd love to be your Valentine Pete."

"Thank god," He smiled, setting the bear and candy on your bed before handing you the roses.

You smiled, handing him the bouquet you'd made before grabbing a vase and putting the roses he gave you in them, "Thank you, Peter, for the roses and the bear and the candy. I wish I'd had a little more time to get you something."

He groaned, pulling you into a hug like he often did, though this time it felt slightly different. His arms held you a little bit closer, and he squeezed you a little bit tighter. You seemed to lean into him a bit more than normal, and couldn't resist the sigh that left your mouth. Smiling, you pulled back slightly to look at Peter.

"I am so telling everyone about this."

He gasped, glaring down at you, "No! You wouldn't!"

"I would."

Peter groaned, "They'll never stop teasing me."

"Oh well... next time, don't forget to ask me, Valentine."

"Next time?"

"Next time."

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hi!!!! could you use 40 and 58 in a peter maximoff x reader fic? maybe his s.o. is a less powerful mutant on the x-men team who gets injured in battle. thank you, love your writing!

Simple Missions

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x fem!reader

Fandom: X-Men

Warnings: female reader, injured reader, angst?, mentions of blood and wounds

Word Count: 946

A/N: Hello! I'm so so sorry this took me so long, thank you for this request though. If you haven't seen my updates, I've been dealing with medical stuff. I hope you enjoy this, and I hope it's what you wanted! I'm so sorry it took me so long, I tried to make it angsty but, it's not the best. Feedback is always appreciated and if you want me to rewrite or change anything, let me know! Thank you for the support, love! (e/c)=eye color

Summary: You get injured on a mission, scaring Peter beyond what he thought was possible.

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It was supposed to be a simple mission.

In and out. Free the mutant that had been trapped in the lab and leave. It was the reason why they'd only sent you and Scott into the lab. It was why Hank, Raven, and Peter stayed on the jet. It was because it was supposed to be so simple that both Scott and you had your guards down.

You never expected the mutant to have been violent, turned aggressive through some kind of stimulant he must have been injected with. But he had turned violent, and when tight hands gripped your shoulders you couldn't help but scream as you were then thrown backward.

Your body slammed into a wall, followed shortly by your head, and the feeling of warm liquid dripping through your scalp was the last thing on your mind as you were yanked up again and slammed back against the same wall. A yelp left your mouth, and you didn't even have time to use your mutation, no water was in your sight for you to control. You cried out Scott's name as the mutant slammed you once more before throwing you again.

The sounds of shattering filled the air as you flew through a glass wall, small and large shards digging into your skin in a way that had an agonizing scream leaving your mouth before your vision went black. 

You missed the bright red light of Scott killing off the deranged mutant. You missed Peter bursting into the room with a panicked look on his face. You missed the two boys running over to you as they felt their world slowly fall.

"(Y/n)?" Scott's voice called as your eyes fluttered open as if you sensed them sitting by you.

Your eyes were trained on Scott when you began to panic, you could feel the warm blood leaving the various cuts on your body. But you didn't care about that. No, death was something you'd become okay with after all the missions you had been on. What you were panicking about was the idea of leaving Peter, who you hadn't even had the chance to tell that you love him. You didn't even get to kiss that damn silver-haired boy and now you were dying.

"Oh.. Oh god," You whimpered, "No.. It’s all in my head. This isn’t actually happening," Your eyes drifted up to see Peter's panicked brown eyes looking down at you, "You’re not real!"

"Of course I'm real," Peter tried to laugh, but only a cry came out instead.

"No.. no crying," You gasped out, eyes flicking to Scott's face, "I'll be fine... yep, fine.. but, if I die, I'm haunting you first."

Scott smiled softly as he watched your gaze shift back to Peter, who was cradling your head. He knew how you felt about Peter, and he knew Peter felt the same. He had spent so long trying to convince both of you to tell each other that you liked one another, and now he felt like it was all pointless. He should've just told you Peter liked you, but now... here you were lying on the floor with your blood beginning to coat your suit. It wasn't only seconds later that Hank and Raven rushed in, but your eyes were closed, having slipped back into unconsciousness.

Peter nearly screamed when Hank pulled you out of his arms to begin addressing your cuts. He lurched forward, desperate to hold you, to feel your warmth and ensure that you were still alive, but Scott caught him, holding the crying boy back. Hank was quick in removing your suit to leave you in your tank top and shorts, beginning to address the largest cuts first.

"No! NO!" Peter cried, trying to shove Scott, too panicked to even consider using his mutation, "I need to hold her! She-She needs me! I can't lose her!"

"Peter," Raven piped up as she blocked his view of you, "Calm down. She'll be okay, (Y/n) is gonna be fine."

"No, please, just let me hold her, please," Peter begged Raven, "I... I won't hurt her, please. Raven, please!" 

It was painful for Peter, even when Raven finally allowed him to go back to your side on the jet after Hank had handled the majority of your cuts. His leg bounced the whole time as he held your hand on the flight home, desperately wishing your eyes would flutter open so he could see your beautiful (e/c) eyes once more. But they didn't, not until a few hours later when you had already been situated into a hospital bed at the mansion.

"Oh god, I thought you died!" Peter had yelped when he saw your eyes open.

You couldn't help but scoff, "Nobody's haunted you yet. You should have known I was alive."

Peter laughed, watching intently as you smiled, and he felt his heart swell. He didn't think anything would compare to the pain he felt watching you lie so still as your yellow X-Men suit slowly darkened with your blood. Overwhelmed by those thoughts, Peter lurched forward, his lips crashing against yours in a soft, rushed way. Fireworks clouded your vision as your eyes fluttered close, responding to Peter's kiss immediately and losing yourself in the kiss.

Peter pulled back slowly, taking in a deep breath of air as your eyes opened, locking together, "Wow."

You nodded, "That's not how I expected today to end... but... I liked it."

"You could say that again," Peter smiled widely, "Just... promise me you won't nearly die again."

"Promise," you mumbled, linking your pinkie finger with Peter's.

You could not have imagined a terrible mission ending more perfectly.

[x-childish-x]

can we get 1 and 2 in a peter maximoff x reader story?

It Was Destined

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x fem!reader

Fandom: X-Men

Warnings: FLUFF!, teasing

Word Count: 772

A/N: Hello lovely! I'm sorry this took so long to post, but hopefully you saw my update explaining I've been swamped with doctors appointments and school but it's here! Thank you so much for this request, I hope you enjoy! It's a pretty short one, but I felt it was a good length for these two prompts! If you'd like it longer, just let me know! Feedback is always welcome! Thank you once again!

Summary: You heal Peter during a mission but that's definitely not what he tells the kids that idolized him.

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The mission went well… to say the least. The mission had been successfully completed, the mutant child being apprehended from the scene safely, however, that didn't mean that dumb things didn't happen. Truthfully, when didn't something go slightly weird when Peter was there.

In an attempt to show off his mutation and complete the mission quicker Peter had tried to speed through the scene to get to the young mutant. However, in all his heroic attempts, all Peter managed to do was slam his head into a collapsed metal pipe, one he had noticed too late to duck away from. Immediately you watched his form slam onto his back, a yelp leaving his lips that had you rushing over to him.

“Peter!? What the hell?” You gulped as you dropped to your knees beside him, immediately noticing the area on his forehead where he was bleeding. Looking up you noticed the pole and promptly grumbled, “You did not just run face-first into this pipe.”

“In my defense… it came at me. It wasn't there and then it came at me,�� Peter offered you a smile as he slowly sat up, watching as Raven and Scott handled the young mutant.

“That was so stupid," You spoke softly as you formed a small purple ball of energy and gently allowed to go over Peter's injury and heal it.

Peter smiled widely as you healed him, watching you in awe before speaking up, “And also kinda cool, right?”

“No.. just stupid.”

But besides that, the mission was smooth. The young mutant child didn't argue with coming back to the mansion, agreeing almost immediately. You had helped Peter up and dragged him to the plane, lecturing him the whole time while he pouted like a child. Jean and Scott watched in amusement and the young mutant child was talking excitedly with Kurt and Ororo while Raven and Hank flew the jet back home.

Upon arriving at home you and Peter were immediately back to your playful selves. Shoving him with enough of your purple energy to send him down the ramp he turned and pouted at you once again while waiting patiently. Rolling your eyes came all too naturally around Peter as you followed him down the ramp and kissed his cheek. You both walked back into the mansion, hands intertwined with Ororo and Kurt following the two of you.

They watched as the regular group of kids that idolized Peter ran up to him, immediately asking where he had gotten the bruise on his head from.

"I was doing it all! Y/n here wasn't doing anything and I hit my head while saving her!" Peter huffed exasperatedly to the kids, watching their eyes lit up.

"That is so not true!" You laughed, shoving the silver-haired boy, "He was using his mutation and didn't notice a pole and slammed his head, I had to save him."

Peter gaped at you, "Not true!"

You tossed your head back in genuine laughter as Peter's eyes widened while quickly glancing at the kids, trying, and failing, to get you to agree so Peter would look cool, "It is true! You were claiming that the pole attacked you. It's okay Pete-y... not everyone can have super strength as their mutation."

Peter gasped loudly, a hand flying to his chest and covering his heart, "Oh! Oh! I've been fatally wounded by my own teammate!"

The kids were giggling uncontrollably at this point, "Need me to save you again?"

Jean rolled her eyes as she walked up to Kurt and Ororo, who was watching your interactions with Peter and the kids. She smiled widely, nudging Ororo gently as you yanking Peter into your side, pulling him into a headlock and immediately encasing his head within your purple energy. Ororo laughed loudly as Peter failed to speed out of your arms, your mutation of magic similar to his sister Wanda's mutation, only yours was purple.

"They're good for each other," Jean smiled making Ororo nod.

Kurt, however, tilted his head slightly as he watched you two entertaining the group of kids, "You think so?"

Ororo scoffed, rolling her eyes at their blue friend, "Please! They were destined to be together."

You released Peter from his headlock to which he stumbled back slightly, a large pout on his face. You smiled widely as he dashed to your side, your hair blowing out behind you. Gently, you leaned up and kissed his cheek, immediately earning many groans and fake gags amongst the young kids in contrast to your friends who watched you two with fond eyes. You and Peter truly were destined to be together.

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Hiya! Can I have 44, 21 and 17 from the sfw prompts with Peter Maximoff x gn!reader. Angst to fluff if possible and yes I love this boy so much to make him sad then happy. I hope you're feeling much better by the time you read this!! Please take care!!

Revelations

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x gn!reader

Fandom: X-Men

Warnings: angst, FLUFF, gender neutral reader, soft!Peter

Word Count: 1268

A/N: Hello! I'm sorry this took so long but unfortunately I've had a slower recovery than I would've liked, but I'm feeling quite good now. Anyways! It's here! I really hope you enjoy this. It's… so much longer than I intended and it's definitely not as angsty as I wanted but I got so involved with writing soft!Peter hehe. Thank you so much for the request, I enjoyed writing this so much. I hope you're taking care love!

Summary: Peter has repeatedly tried to push the reader away until one day he avoids them completely. Annoyed and worried you go looking for Peter to confront him when much more than you expected is revealed.

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Peter and you had an odd relationship, you always had. Your relationship honestly depended on how the two of you were feeling. One minute the two of you would be arguing with the other, then the next minute you would be endlessly flirting. Despite your moments, the two of you always came back to the other. 

It wasn't often that you went a whole day without seeing Peter, let alone more than three hours. That's what lead to you walking the school, asking random people if they'd seen the silver-haired boy. Each person gave you the same answer, no. For the third time that day, you went to Peter's room, knocking lightly and finally just opening the door. 

“Peter?” You asked to the seemingly empty room, stepping in slightly before smiling, “I know you're behind the door.”

“Dammit,” He sighed, stepping out from behind the door and plopping down onto his bed. 

His silver jacket was tossed carelessly on the floor, his hair a disheveled mess that had your eyebrows raising. Slowly you walked to his bed and sat on the very end, looking towards Peter with a gentle gaze even though he wasn't looking at you. The air was thick with tension, thick enough you were beginning to feel like you couldn't breathe.

Deciding that teasing might be the best way to cheer Peter up you smirked, trying your best to ignore your nerves as you piped up, “You look like shit Peter.”

“Gee, how sweet,” He huffed.

“I am sweet,” You smiled.

Peter, though you still couldn't see his face perfectly, rolled his eyes and earned a scoff from you, “You're truly something special y'know.”

“I know,” You gushed cheekily, “I'm one of a kind, irreplaceable, the bestest there is.”

At this, Peter remained quiet, and you frowned, speaking softly you asked, “Peter… are you alright?” 

He sighed, pulling himself up to lean back against his headboard, “I will be.”

“Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know, it just hurts you more.”

Peter stared at you, looking over all your features as thoughts quite literally raced through his head. Slowly over the past few days, Peter had realized that he was in love with you. Now, he would never outwardly admit that, not now at least. If he did gather up the courage to tell you he'd simply claim he liked you, the thought of scaring you off had been driving him insane lately. 

Unbeknownst to you, Peter's words held a much deeper meaning than you realized. He did think you were special, incredibly special, something completely irreplaceable, and honestly, at this point, the silver-haired boy had no clue what he would do if he lost you. That's why he'd been gone all day. He'd locked himself in his room and spent the day thinking about you, thinking about how long he'd been madly in love with you for and how on earth he was going to keep it hidden from you.

“I know,” Peter finally replied in a sigh, his gaze dropping to his hands.

“I'm here for you Peter,” Your genuine tone shocked the boy, making him look back up from his hands, “I'm here, you can vent to me, talk to me. You can tell me all those things you're holding in. I won't judge you, and I won't tell anyone. You… you matter to me Pete, I wanna help you.”

The boy visibly softened as you spoke to him, and it dawned on you that Peter probably never had someone he truly felt he could confide in. You'd often all hung out with your group, and Scott would be the one to tease Peter for ‘talking too fast’ or ‘rambling too much’ when he'd complain about his day or something specific that happened. Upon this realization, a frown slowly made its way onto your face. You never considered how much those comments must have affected Peter, knowing very well that he couldn't help it. His mutation was super speed, for crying out loud! Of course, his brain worked extremely quickly, so he was bound to speak fast from time to time.

You resisted the urge to reach out and pull Peter into a huge, wanting nothing more than to comfort the boy you had a major crush on. You wanted to heal all his insecurities and make sure he never had a reason to feel insecure ever again. Right then, you decided to stick up for Peter the next time Scott, or anyone for that matter, made a comment. 

Peter's head dropped your gaze, his eyes locking onto his hands once more as you sighed, “Peter please let me help. What's wrong? Why are you upset?”

“I don't like the feelings I have,” Peter grumbled, “They make things hard.”

You smiled slightly, relieved he was opening up slightly, “How can I help you with these feelings you're having?”

“You can't."

You huffed, watching Peter shake his head before you grumbled, “Why are you pushing me away? Did I do something wrong? Are… are you… why are you mad at me?”

“Because I fell for you, isn't it obvious!” You froze immediately at Peter's confession, only prompting him to continue, “Because I've fallen for you, y/n. I've fallen for every bit of you. Your contagious laughter, your sweet, caring personality, your sparkling eyes. I've fallen for the way you crinkle your nose when I make a snarky comment and the way you always look to me first when Scott does something stupid. The way you always tease me about my hair at breakfast and the way you always tap your foot when apologizing after our arguments. I.. I've fallen so hard, and I know I'm probably ruining our relationship but, fuck, I can't keep this in anymore, I guess. I'm rambling, sorry.”

“Stop,” You breathed out, shaking your head, “Don't apologize for rambling... I… I love when you ramble, Peter. But, I need you to tell me the truth. If this is some stupid joke, this isn't funny."

Peter sat up fully, no longer leaning on his bedframe as he reached out to grasp one of your hands, “And the way you always pull your eyebrows together when you're worried or thinking too hard. I don't even think you realize you do it,” At Peter's words, you slowly realized he was right, your eyebrows were tugged together, and you slowly relaxed them, watching the boy in front of you, “It's not a joke. I wouldn't joke about this, about the way I feel about you.”

As he finished speaking, tears slowly welled in your eyes as silence took over. Immediately, Peter began to worry. Great, he'd ruined everything, hadn't he? Before he could voice a single concern, you threw yourself into his arms, wrapping your arms tightly around his neck, a gleeful laugh escaping your lips.

“God, Peter, you don't have any idea how long I've waited to hear that,” You smiled into his neck, relishing in the way his arms wrapped around your torso.

A large smile plastered across his face as he squeezed you tighter, “Y/n… if you'd let me. I'd love to remind you each day of the reasons why I've fallen for you.”

You pulled back enough to look at the boy, smiling widely, “Are you asking me out, Peter?”

“Yes, please… please make me the and happy man that is your boyfriend.”

You laughed at his words, leaning forward to connect your foreheads as you both smiled like goofs, “Yea… I think I'd like that. Can't be too bad, can it?”

“You'll regret those words later.”

“Probably.”

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Could I have X-Men Peter Maximoff x g/n reader with 19 and 52 off of the non-nsfw list. If possible could it be the reader comforting Peter and ending up fluffy?

Sweet Comfort

Pairing: Peter Maximoff x gn!reader

Fandom: X-Men

Warnings: FLUFF!, gender neutral reader, mutant reader, soft!Peter

Word Count: 764

A/N: Hello! First thing, thank you so so much for this request! I'm sorry this is a bit short, but it's so fluffy and soft, I really really hope you enjoy this request. I enjoyed writing this one. As always, feedback is appreciated! I checked like four times to make sure it's gender neutral, if a term slipped past me please let me know and I'll fix it right away!

Summary: Peter, your best friend, comes to you after having a nightmare and you comfort him.

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It wasn't uncommon for Peter to appear in your room late at night. Often it was because he couldn't sleep and didn't want to be alone, or he was convinced he'd discovered the coolest thing and needed to show you at 2 a.m. You had grown up two houses down from Peter and naturally decided you wanted to be best friends with the boy who had silver hair. Even then, it wasn't uncommon for you to have Peter knocking on your window, begging you to let him in because; 'it's freaking cold'.

You had been terrified to show Peter your mutation, but it happened very quickly one day. You accidentally dropped a knife and then caught the blade with your hand, cutting it deeply. Peter, not thinking about anything besides the fact that you were hurt, bolted over to you quickly. As you stared at Peter, in shock of his superhuman speed, he watched as your hand rapidly healed itself.

After that, you both moved into the mansion. Peter had been putting off his move into the Professors mansion in fear of leaving you alone. However, you realized quite quickly it was very different living in the same building as Peter compared to living two houses down from him. Not to mention the fact that he had become comfortable with his mutation around you, meaning he indeed would tease you with it.

But... this also meant his nightly visits increased to practically every night, and tonight seemed to be no excuse.

"Y/n," Peter's voice spoke softly as your shoulder was shaken gently, "Y/n."

You groaned lightly, not daring to open your eyes, "Peter... it's late."

"I know... but.."

Immediately you sensed the pain in his voice, and your eyes fluttered open, staring at the boy whose cheeks were stained with tears, "Oh Pete.."

You scooted over in your bed, lifting the covers and allowing Peter to crawl in quickly. You wrapped your arms around him immediately as he nuzzled his head into your collarbone. One of your hands found a way to his hair, stroking it softly as a quiet, dry cry left his lips.

"Another nightmare?" You whispered. Peter nodded, sniffling as he squeezed you tighter, "You wanna talk about it?"

There was a pause as Peter hesitated before he spoke up, his voice so fragile compared to its normal joking tone, "You left me," You immediately squeezed Peter even tighter, "You said you were tired of me and that our friendship meant nothing. You left me."

"Pete.. hey, I'm not leaving you, I'll never leave you. Besides, I haven't and could never get tired of you. You're my best friend, Peter. I'll always need you," Your voice was soothing to Peter. It always was, but especially now when you were saying these words, "It was just a nightmare. I'm right here. I'll always be right here."

Peter nuzzled his head deeper. His nose bumped against your collarbone as his forehead rest on your shoulder, "I don't want you to leave me. I need you."

You smiled, kissing his silver hair, "Good. I'm glad you don't want me to leave because you're stuck with me forever. Even if you're waking me up at..." You paused, glancing over at the clock, "3:24 a.m. I'll always be here for you."

"Y/n?"

"Yea?"

"I love you."

Your heart fluttered at his words. Your heart always fluttered at those three words. It wasn't uncommon for the two of you to remind each other that you loved each other, but neither of you had the guts to admit that you loved each other in a more than friends way. So instead, you both hid your feelings of how much you really loved the other, even though part of you screamed to tell Peter that you loved him as more than just a best friend.

"I love you too, Peter."

He sighed, squeezing you once more as if reminding himself that you were really there. You smiled, resuming to stroke his hair as you hoped he would be able to sleep again. You knew it was hard for him to sleep with his mutation and that you were a great comfort to him. Humming softly, you quickly noticed that Peter's breaths began to even out before a very soft snore came from him.

"Sleep amazing, Speedy. Don't worry, I'll be here to fight off those bad dreams," You chuckled softly at your words, kissing his head once more before allowing yourself to relax completely, "And truly, I could never get tired of you, I love you so much, Peter."