Third Person
Y/N sat on the counter, the palms of her hands on the cool surface. Her feet hang off the edge.
"You know what?" Peter turned from her. "You're right. You can protect yourself. I'll go then."
Y/N bit her lip as she hid a smile that crept to her face. Without saying a word, she stretched her legs.
He turned back to her as her legs wrapped around his waist. She pulled him closer to her.
When Peter was close enough she didn't let her legs drop from him. His hands landed on her right leg and the table on instinct, he was about to fight back.
She bit her lip harder, the smile trying so hard to show. Instead of biting until it bled she placed her lips on his.
Finally her grin was allowed.
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