That-Sokovian-Bastard // Avengers (& other) Imagines

Pequeña - Miguel O'Hara x (f)Reader (18+ ONLY)

Words: 6048

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x (f)Reader

Warnings: SMUT. Minors DNI! 18+ only!!!! Swearing, unprotected sex (wrap it up babes), PIV sex, teasing, bratty-ish reader, slight edging, web restraints, fingering (f receiving), mean-ish Miguel, slight enemies-to-lovers (enemies to fucking, really). Porn with the slightest bit of plot.

Summary: You and Miguel are undercover, tracking a criminal for questioning. Later that night, you both give in to your desires.

Author's Note: I am obsessed with Miguel. I have no idea how his suit works, so just go with it (I know it's a projection, I don't know how it works at all??). The first half/undercover section of this fic is based on a chat I had on character.ai. Miguel speaks a little Spanish, there are translations in the fic.

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"You need to ease up," Miguel said, not looking at you. "Otherwise, you're going to get us caught."

You looked up at him, pretending to be madly in love with your so-called husband for this mission. You had to admit; he looked damn good when he got dressed in something that wasn't his Spider-Man suit, which you know he could turn on at any moment. But in his dark suit in this fancy club, it was hard not to admire him.

But he also couldn't pretend you didn't look good either, in your black dress with small straps, showing off your necklace and collarbone. You two fit right in at this club, sipping on drinks at the bar and looking for your mark.

To Miguel's advice, you take a deep breath and smile up at him. His hand rested on your waist, also playing his role well. Finally, he looked down at you and spoke softly. "The more in love we appear, the less we'll be watched," He said, shooting you a sly message.

You catch the message instantly and continue looking at him, your smile turning slightly snarky. You slowly put your hand on his cheek, tilting his face down to meet your lips for a small kiss. "Like that?" You asked once you released him.

Miguel, the mighty Spider-Man, doesn't get taken by surprise often. But that kiss certainly did. He knows you two are undercover as husband and wife, but he really wasn't expecting you to take it so far to kiss him already–especially unprompted. He sucked in a breath after the kiss and chuckled at you, amused. "Exactly like that," He smiled.

Your faces are still only a few inches apart from each other. "Now, my dear," You smiled again, your hand still on Miguel's cheek, "Do you see the criminal?"

Miguel's eyes scan the room, trying his hardest not to be noticed by anyone. But he continues to play along. He leans down again, just a breath away from you, still smiling as he answers. "No, sweetheart, how about you?" He asked.

Your eyes danced around the room, looking for anyone suspicious. After a minute of looking, still standing close to Miguel, you looked back at him. "No, not yet," You said, leaning in quickly to peck his lips again.

In response, Miguel sighed. He tried not to look annoyed, but you've known him for far too long not to know how he looks when you annoy him. "You need to be focused," He grumbled, but not moving away from his position. "How am I supposed to work with you if you don't take it seriously?"

You knew he meant it as an insult, so you playfully gasped in response before whispering to him. "I am taking this seriously," You shot back, harsh but quiet. Then, your eyes catch someone staring at the two of you for longer than any normal person would. "Someone's watching us now," You started, quickly coming up with a plan. "I'm making sure it's not the mark. Lean in and kiss my neck so I can get a better look," You said, making Miguel raise his eyebrows in response.