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[littldoctor]

Doctor who - S2E8 - The Impossible Planet

[slutforadamdriverxoxo]

trapped in your spider-webs - peter parker.

you’ve been distancing yourself from peter because you think you’re not good enough. peter has had enough.

warnings: morally grey peter parker, smut, uh curses, peter parker being a clingy bitch, teeny bit of angst, harassment from flash.

   peter was done. you had been avoiding him for weeks! weeks! every time he tried to get near you, you ran away. just like you just did, he watched as you retreated to the art room. was he not good enough for you? did you want  to break up? well he wouldn't let you, you were his, you were always his. so he was going to find out what the fuck was wrong with you, as soon as school ended though, he couldn't afford to lose his straight a’s.

   he swung building to building trying to not break down crying. the thought of losing you made him sick to his stomach. he couldn't even fathom losing you. but first of all, he was angry. he was fucking furious. how could you do this to him? he loved you with all of his heart, you were his everything and for you to just act like you had no problem with leaving him, made him absolutely livid. 

   he got to your apartment building and stood at the window sill. you were with flash thompson. flash fucking thompson. what the fuck. what the fuck?!!? if peter was furious before he couldn't even describe what he is feeling right now. he wanted to barge in and beat the fucking axe body spray off of flash’s ‘manly’ body. but he knew that he couldn't blow his cover, his friendly neighborhood spider-man needed to stay friendly. he watched as you and flash worked on homework. well, as you worked on homework, flash couldn't solve a fucking chemistry equation if he tried.

  he had always admired that about you. you were so very intelligent. you always understood him when he talked about whatever science project he made or whenever he listed off all the mechanical parts he needed for his suit. always so eager to listen and learn. his obedient little pet.

  an hour passed before flash finally left. he could see flash grope you at the doorway and watched as you pushed him out of your apartment. when the front door shut peter barged in from the fire escape, making you scream.

  “what the hell peter?! where the fuck did you just come from?” peter didn't really like the attitude you gave him. not one bit.

  “you've been ignoring me. you know it and I know it. I’ll give you some time to explain before I have you tied up and fucked out on that bed.” your eyes widened and peter could tell that his words had affected you in the right way.

   “peter.. you know how much I love you, I just feel that i’m not good enough for you. everybody knows it! they look at us and whisper to their friends. no one thinks we should be together! and its unfair to you if I keep you tethered to me! there's so many better people out there for you!” peter had stopped listening to you after the first few sentences. he couldn't believe that you thought about yourself that way.

  ever since the day he met you he had worshipped you. he thought about you day and night, you were practically all he fucking thought about. your eyes, hair, skin all flashed through his mind every minute. the way your face scrunched up when you were frustrated and the way your voice would waver when he was in between your beautiful legs. if he could he would keep you chained to his bed and never let you leave.

   he thought about the ways he would make those gossiping pigs pay for the way they tore down your confidence, but first he needed to remind you that you were never gonna leave him. he would take all day if he needed to.

  “i’m going to need you to sit the fuck down and listen to me. you are EVRYTHING to me. there would be no me without you. you are everything I think about. its all about you, everything is about you. you. you. you. you make me whole. if I didn't have you I would have nothing. my life would be meaningless, so shut your fucking mouth and never ever talk bad about yourself ever again. now i’m going to show you how much you mean to me.” you looked at him with tears in your eyes and kissed him. hard.

 his hands made their way into your hair, pulling you down on to the bed. he kissed around your jaw, biting leaving marks for everyone to see. the purple-red marks already showing. he gripped the back of your neck and kissed you so hard your teeth clanked together. it wasn't a passionate kiss, one made of love, it was a kiss of anger of desire. of power. 

  you tried to pull him closer but you suddenly found your hands stuck to your headboard. you glanced up and saw his webs engulfing your hands. you tested them and you found that you couldn't move your upper body at all. you looked at peter as he smirked at you limp appearance. 

  “peter, undo these things, I need to feel you.” you begged but he just laughed and ignored you.

  his hands made their way down your body, unbuttoning your jeans and pulling off your cringy science shirt, he smiled at that, the way that you looked good in everything. he could feel himself straining in his jeans. it was almost painful how much he wanted to be in you, wanted to be surrounded by you. his hands made their way into your underwear. he heard you moan his name as he grazed your slit with the tips of his fingers.

  he could feel how wet you were. how wet you were for him. only him. he pushed a finger through and drew light circles around your clit, teasing you. you tired to grind down on his fingers, trying to pry more pleasure out of him. he stopped suddenly.

  “nuh-uh, you take what I give you, slut. I am in control.” he smirked as you whined his name. 

 he went back to lightly circling your clit and kissing your stomach. sucking on your thighs and neck. even more marks you were going to have to try and hide with your shitty drugstore foundation. you were drawn out of your thoughts as he slid a finger in your pussy. slowly pushing in and out, you could hear his fingers gliding in and out lewdly. 

  “peter! please, please!” you moaned, trying to get more friction in the places you needed it most. 

  he started to slow down his fingers again, deciding not to take pity on you. his fingers pinched your clit and your hips jerked up trying to escape his cruel torture. his hands went up to your breasts, rolling your nipples between his fingertips. your back arched off the bed pushing you closer to peter.

  “beg. beg me to make you come. tell me how bad you want it.” you were close to tears as he started going faster with his fingers, hitting all the right nerves.

  “please peter, I need you so bad. oh my god, please. I need you inside me, I need you! god please, I can’t peter.” peter didn't know if he wanted to make you keep begging or if he wanted to be inside you. the latter won.

  he tore his fingers out of your pussy and slammed his cock into you. you screamed and dragged your nails down his back. you tried to crawl up the bed and escape the intense pleasure, it almost being too much for you to handle.  his hand went up and wrapped around your neck, squeezing, letting you know that you weren't going anywhere.

  his mouth wrapped around one of your breasts as he went harder and deeper into your cunt. you could feel every inch of him in you, pushing you to the edge. he covered your entire body with his own, every inch of you covered by him. trapped. you loved it. loved the feeling of his arms circling you, the feeling of his curls brushing against your chest.

  you could feel yourself getting closer and closer to euphoria. you knew peter was also close to being pushed over the edge. his thrusts started getting choppy and faster than before. his hands made their way back to your hair and started pulling on the strands. you moaned at the combined pain and pleasure. tears started to leak out more and more as you couldn't take anymore.

  “please peter! please I need to come, please!” you cried out.

  “I know baby, I know. It’s okay my love. let go.” peter said lovingly.

  you let out a scream as you came, the orgasm blinding you. you could feel that he came as well. he was still thrusting into you, prolonging your orgasms'. you could feel a second one coming, you pleaded with him as he continued to thrust. he was gripping your hair and pulling so hard. your vision went white, you couldn't feel anything except for the pounding that peter was doing. 

  he finally slowed down as he came. you tried catching your breath, your vision coming back in spots. he collapsed on top of you. once again covering your body with his. you held him in your arms as you both came down from your highs. you tried to push him off because you felt fucking disgusting but he wouldn't budge.

  “peter?” you said as you felt something wet drip down on you.

  “please don’t leave me. please. I’m so sorry, I’ll do better. I’ll do anything! please don’t leave.” peter begged as he looked down at you with tears coming out of his eyes.

  “oh peter, baby no! I won't ever leave you, i’m so sorry my love! I was just worried that you would hate me for smothering you!” you said, feeling ashamed as peter looked at you with his puppy eyes.

 “I love you so much, nobody can ever make me feel different. you’re all I need. don’t ever think about leaving me again, please.” peter said looking into your eyes, pleading with you.

  “I love you more peter.” you said as he clung to you, not letting you move.

  peter knew that he would have to deal with those people later, but right now all he wanted was so lay here with you. he never wanted to let go. he tightened his arms around you, hearing your heartbeat slow to a lull, signaling you were asleep. he slowly started to fall into the sweet caress of sleep, thinking about how he was going to tell you that he may have accidently dented your window frame.

I am absolutely horrified. this is the first ever smut I have written. oh my god.