𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐗 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 - 𝟓

What The- ✵

Peter panted, burying his face into the crook of your neck as he continued to fuck you deeply. He kissed your shoulder, groaning against you.

"Gonna cum-" you said softly, mouth agape, before you were cumming around him, your walls squeezing Peter's cock. Peter groaned, going faster. His chest filled with sweat, before he became sloppy, his balls shaking, before he was burying himself deep inside you, his face burying into your shoulder as his hot cum filled the condom.

"Fuck baby." Peter pushed himself up, only to find your eyes closed. "Hey y/n?" Peter pulled out, feeling your pulse, then noticing your soft features, and even breathing. "Are you fucking serious."

Peter got up, tossing his condom in the trash, before washing up. He wasn't an asshole, he cleaned the mess between your legs, putting you under the blankets before storming out.

It wasn't until the next morning when you came down for breakfast when you began to notice Peter avoiding you.

He finally couldn't avoid you during training. Steve pairing you both up for sparing.

"Peter?" You called him as he tied the wraps around his hands.

"Peter?" You called again. He only grunted.

"Fucking asshole, what the fuck?" You huffed, turning his shoulder so he can face you.

"Me what the fuck?" Peter scoffed.

"I'm not the one ignoring you. I didn't even do anything." You said.

"Oh really, mhm totally." Peter said sarcastically.

"What's going on? Get on the mat already." Steve clapped his hands, annoyed with how long your both taking.

"Y/n is the one talking." Peter called out.

"Cuz you're ignoring me." You said, following Peter onto the mat.

"Okay go." Steve called it.

You and Peter began sparring, all while your still trying to find answers.

"Stop talking l/n." Steve barked. You groaned loudly, catching the kick Peter was going for, and flipping him to the ground, pinning him.

"Answer me-" you held his hands against the mat.

"You fucking fell asleep when my dick was inside you!" Peter exclaimed. The whole training gym fell silent. Peter face turned beat red, pushing you off, grabbing his bag before dashing out to the locker room.

You sat frozen on the mat. Steve clearing his throat.

"You fell asleep-"

"I didn't mean to. It was a long mission, I was tired." You said, rubbing your face, groaning loudly.

"You should probably talk to him." Nat said.

"Should we arrest Peter?" Bucky chimes in. Sam nodding.

"That's rape-" Sam says. "You were asleep."

Your brows furrowed. "But I said-Wait-" you itched your head. "I consented though ?? Could he still be arrested ??" You looked at Steve with wide eyes for answers.

"Jesus, go talk to the kid." Steve shut down the whole conversation.

You hummed, scrambling up and running into the locker room. Biting your lip nervously, you turned the corner, leaning against the wall watching as Peter showered in one of stalls.

"Peter." Your voice echoed through the room. Peter looked over his shoulder, his eyes catching yours, before turning his back to you, finishing up.

"I'm sorry." You said, Peter turned off the water, walking over towards you and grabbing the towel and walking away.

"Come on Peter. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell at you like that-and I'm sorry I fell asleep." You followed behind him as he wrapped the towel around his waist, sitting on the bench, grabbing his clothes from his bag.

"Whatever." He grumbled.

"Peter I'm sorry. Okay? I was tired and it was a long mission, and I shouldn't have said yes with sex if I was tired. It wasn't you, I swear it wasn't you. I was just really tired Pete." You kneeled on the floor, looking up, trying to meet his eyes.

"You weren't bored for me?" Peter asked, nibbling on the lip.

"No of course not-fucking love your dick inside me. I was just tired, I swear." Your hands resting on his knees.

Peter licked his lips, looking at your eyes as he nodded softly in understandment. You smiled, pushing up to kiss him. Peter hummed, holding the back of your neck as you deepened the kiss.

"I'll make it up to you." You mumbled against him, Peter got confused until his hips stuttered feeling your hand wrapped around his cock.

"Y/n." Peter sighed, you bit your lip as his cock grew hard in your hand, you pushed his towel up, before it opened. Your lips on his tip, before taking as much of him as you can.

"Holy fuck." Peter groaned, hand tangled in your hair, helping you move on him. You stroked his balls, eyes staring up at him, making him twitch inside your mouth.

"Y/n if he didn't accept your apology leave, we need to shower-what the fUCK!" Bucky screeched.

"What??" Sam ran over, only to let out a shriek, slipping and falling on Bucky.

"MY EYES!" They both yelled, Peter watched with amusement as they ran out. You finished him off, his cum coating your tongue and chin.

"Steve's gonna flip." Peter mumbled, as he kissed you.

"I owed you one." You shrugged.

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