Peter Parker Preferences

His First Time

A/N: Just as a side note, I would like to say that, if you ever notice that chapters seem similar to previous works of mine, please do not be offended or call me out on it. I am fully aware of what I am doing. It is not that I am a lazy author. Quite the opposite. The real reason I reuse passages from my other books is truly because I'm always wanting to rewrite what I've created. I always want to see how the story line would differ, had I not used the initial characters or fandom as my plot basis. It's pure curiosity on my part. And honestly, sometimes I get multiple requests that are not so unalike from one another and I just think, you know what, Reader A would really love what I've written for Reader B. So why can't I make everyone happy in one go? To conclude my author's note, please don't think me an idle writer, I'm not one. I know what I'm doing. All I want to do is write and on some occasions, alter my past works. Okay? Okay. :)

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The sunbeams seeped through the cracks in the heavy, charcoal curtains. Daytime had finally arrived.

You could feel the soft, cotton sheets beneath your fingers, caressing your bare skin as you lay in the kingsize bed, staring up at ceiling with a content smile on your face.

Warmth from the sunlight tickled your face, with everything bathed in a golden glow, you could almost swear that you were in heaven.

The soft sensation of a kiss to your shoulder, brought you away from your thoughts and back to the handsome male above you.

Using his arms to support him, Peter smiled down at you, before biting his lip. You couldn't help but notice how beautiful the cupid's bow looked, when slightly bruised by your passionate kisses.

He shifted his weight slightly, gazing at you with a look of the utmost affection and longing. The movement caused the sun rays to be cast upon his body, causing his expanse of pale skin to be illuminated in lustrous gold.

You observed as his eyes shone from deep brown to whiskey amber and his pupils, dilated from the mere sight of your body.

Unable to help yourself, you reached out to run a hand through his soft, brown hair. He closed his eyes, enjoying the almost erotic gesture. Occasionally, you gently tugged on a random lock, eliciting a whispered moan from the male. "You were so good last night." you praised the male in a hushed tone.

Your fingers slowly made their way to the top of his neck, where you gently guided him down to you. "Made me feel so nice." you cooed.

He obeyed your silent command, lowering himself upon you.

Soon you were both chest to chest, paused for a moment, as you allowed yourselves a few minutes to just appreciate one another's company.

"Did you enjoy it?" you questioned, hoping that Peter's first time had been all he had wanted it to be.

The rather delectable male brought a hand to your cheek, cupping it slightly as he ran a thumb across your cheekbone, tracing the outline. "No."

His response shocked you but then, when he whispered "I loved it", you couldn't help but roll your eyes.

"Dork."

"I know." Peter chuckled, gazing at you with a look of pure adulation. "You're so beautiful." he murmured, watching your expression carefully.

He noticed the way your brow creased ever so slightly whenever he complimented you so and felt his heart skip a beat when your eyes finally lit up with happiness and embarrassment.

No matter how many times he told you how perfect you looked, you never seemed to quite believe him. It was one of your flaws, one he fully intended to eradicate, permanently.

"You're not too bad looking yourself." you uttered, smirking in the process.

Your comment caused Peter to snort with laughter, the sound softly echoing throughout the room. "Always the charmer." he growled, nuzzling at your neck, nipping at the delicate skin. You were already marked in several places by your lover but you certainly didn't mind a few more from him. "You always know how to keep me on my toes."

You gasped and giggled as he continued his pleasurable attack on your skin. "We'd grow boring if I didn't."

"Damn right." he quipped.

You suddenly groaned as you felt something rather suggestible brush against your leg. "Mmm, ready from round two, Parker?"

Peppering your jaw with butterfly kisses, he nodded in agreement. "I'm looking forward to screaming your name again."

You laughed wholeheartedly, throwing your head back into the pillow.

"Likewise, Peter. Likewise."