Requested by Meg_Weasley24: Peter is very dominant and Y/N is very turned on by that.
I knocked on Peter's door and waited for a response, my fingers fiddling with each other as I waited. It opened after a moment to reveal my boyfriend of six months smiling at me, making me return it.
"Hey, baby." he chuckled as he leant down to kiss me.
"You okay?" I asked, his hand landing on my lower back and gently moving me into his apartment before shutting the door.
"I'm great now that you're here." he smirked. I returned it and giggled as I curled my arms over his shoulders and his hands held my waist before he leant down to kiss me. I smiled into it, my eyes fluttering shut as I enjoyed the moment with my boyfriend. Peter and I were both twenty-two, and had met seven months ago when Tony Stark had hired me to be Peter's personal assistant. Needless to say that the relationship didn't stay professional for very long. Peter had kissed me for the first time a month into me working for him, and had promptly asked me out on a date that I'd happily agreed to. Everything was perfect, apart from one small bit. We hadn't had sex yet, or even gone beyond kissing. Considering that we were two adults who had had sexual relationships in the past, I was at an utter loss as to why nothing had happened yet, and I was starting to get worried that maybe Peter didn't actually want to have sex with me. And so I'd come here today, with my sexiest lingerie on underneath my clothes and with the plan to finally make our relationship sexual. And this was the start of it. I deepened the kiss, making Peter smirk as I took the collar of his shirt and used it to pull him closer to me.
"Someone's eager." he mumbled into the kiss, making me return the smirk as I let him slip his tongue into my mouth. Suddenly, Peter broke the kiss and looked down, making me look at him with furrowing eyebrows. Why had he stopped?
"You okay, Pete?" I asked slowly. He nodded and looked at me with a small smile, only adding more questions to my head about why he had stopped our little make-out.
"Go on, angel, sit on the sofa and pick a movie. I'll grab the snacks." he smiled before pecking my lips and moving past me into the kitchen. I sighed and bit my lip, my heart plummeting. I had literally just handed Peter the chance to fuck me on a silver platter, and he hadn't taken it further. What was the problem? I sighed and sat down, my heart starting to hurt at the possibility that my boyfriend didn't want to fuck me.
Peter and I sat on his sofa, my body wrapped in his arms as we watched a movie. Except for that I wasn't really watching. I bit my lip, my mind too occupied with the fact that Peter still hadn't taken us further. The 'why' was eating me alive, and I just wanted to know. I bit my lip and looked up at him.
"Pete, can I ask you something?" I asked, making him look at me.
"Course you can, baby." he nodded. I gulped harshly, my eyes wavering as my heart almost pounded through my chest. Here goes nothing, I thought.
"Do you think that I'm attractive?" I asked. His eyes widened.
"What?" he scoffed, making me gulp as he sat up to properly look at me.
"Do you think that I'm attractive?" I reiterated. He looked at me with wide eyes and an open mouth, his lips moving slightly as he clearly tried to figure out what to say.
"Of course I do, angel! I think that you're fucking gorgeous, and I always have, where has this come from?" he shook his head.
"It's come from the fact that every time that I try to initiate something, you stop before we get past kissing." I admitted. His eyes wavered and he sighed as he looked down.
"I knew that this was coming." he mumbled. My eyebrows furrowed.
"What, Pete?" I questioned. He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose before looking back up at me.
"Babe, I don't stop us before we get further than kissing because I don't find you attractive, I'll be the luckiest man on the planet the day that we have sex for the first time. The reason why I stop us is because...fuck...I'm afraid of scaring you off with what I like to do in the bedroom." he confessed. My eyes widened slightly.
"What do you mean? What do you like to do?" I scoffed. He clenched his jaw and looked at me.
"I'm very dominant, baby. Obviously always consensual, but I fucking love to tie my partner up, blindfold them, gag them, and do whatever the fuck that I want to them. I like being in complete and utter control, I love my partner to be completely at my mercy." he explained. I gulped, all of the heat in my body rushing to the space in between my legs as I heard him speak. To say that I was extremely turned on by what he'd just admitted was an understatement.
"Why were you afraid that that'd scare me away, Pete?" I chuckled lightly as I put my hand over his.
"Because most couples start out with pretty pedestrian sex, and then ease each other into their kinks. And it's fine if you want to do that, but even then, I tend to get a little dominant and go a little overboard." he nodded.
"Peter, what if I wanted you to go straight there?" I asked. He looked at me, his eyes widening slightly.
"What?" he scoffed.
"To be honest, I find the idea of you being that dominant really fucking hot. So, do it. Tie me up, blindfold and gag me, have your way with me." I spoke. His eyes widened further.
"Are you serious right now?" he smiled. I nodded and bit my lip, making his smile develop into a smirk.
"Alright then. Wait here, don't move." he spoke as he leant in to peck my lips before standing up. I watched with furrowed eyebrows as he headed around the sofa and to his bedroom.
"What, Pete-." he shut the door behind him, making me sigh and sit back.
I sat on the sofa, bouncing my leg and biting my lip as I waited for Peter to come back. I looked at my phone and sighed as I saw that it'd been a whole ten minutes since Peter had fucked off into his room to set up whatever he was doing. I looked over the back of the sofa at his bedroom door and saw no signs of movement. I sighed and stood up to go and investigate what was happening.
"Pete?" I called out as I slowly walked to the door. I gulped as it opened, Peter narrowing his eyes at me as he emerged from the room.
"I told you not to move." he mumbled lowly, making me gulp again as he took my arms and harshly pinned me to the wall, a yelp leaving my lips at the action.
"I-I'm sorry, you were taking so long, so I was just making sure that everything was okay." I nodded as the tingling sensation between my legs got even stronger.
"I was taking so long so that you'd have the best fucking night of your life, baby. You should be more appreciative." he muttered, my breath hitching as his hand raised to hold my neck as his lips ghosted over the skin on my jaw.
"I'm sorry, Peter-."
"It's 'sir' to you tonight. Got it, angel?" he whispered into my skin, making my eyes flutter shut.
"Yes, sir." I breathed.
"Good girl." he smirked before leaning up and smashing our lips together. I returned the kiss immediately, my hands curling around his neck to pull him closer as his hand pressed more firmly into my neck. Suddenly, he let go and started to tug at the bottom of my t-shirt in order to hint that he wanted it off. I happily complied and pulled the garment over my head, Peter's fingers working to undo my jeans as he got down on his knees in front of me to pull them down.
"Fuck me. You're fucking beautiful, angel." he mumbled as he saw my lingerie set. I breathed out and looked down at him, my pussy virtually throbbing with how badly I needed him. I stepped out of my jeans, Peter pulling my thong down with equal speed before standing back up and attaching his lips to my neck.
"Why am I the only naked one, sir?" I teased as he curled his hands around to my back and unclipped my bra so that I was now completely naked.
"Because I'm the one in charge, and I say that I stay fully-clothed whilst you're naked. Don't question me, angel." He scolded into my neck, making my eyes flutter shut as his other hand titled my head to give himself more access. He leant up and smashed our lips together again, me returning it equally as eagerly as we made out. Suddenly, he moved his hands to my thighs instead, making me squeal against his lips as he lifted me up and pinned me to the wall with my legs around his waist.
"Is there anything that you don't want to do tonight, baby?" he mumbled as he broke the kiss and moved his lips down to my neck again.
"Nothing. Just take me." I shook my head. He smirked against my neck, making even more pleasure rush to my core as he leant up and kissed me again. He pulled me away from the wall, his strong arms carrying me to his bedroom as we continued to make out. He lay me down on the bed before immediately crawling over me, our tongues and teeth clashing as he lay in between my legs. Of course he won, his tongue exploring my mouth as he took my wrists in his hands and pinned them above my head. Our lips continued to move against each other as Peter took my wrists and clipped them into the handcuffs that I hadn't noticed before on the headboard of his bed. He broke the kiss and climbed off of me.
"Sir, please, I need more." I whined, making him raise his eyebrows at me.
"Wow. I was going to blindfold you next, but sounds like I need to get the gag out first." He nodded, smirking as that elicited a moan from my lips.
"Please, sir." I nodded.
"You're such a brat, baby." He teased as he got back onto the bed with the ball gag in his hand. I parted my lips, allowing him to put it in between them and buckle the gag around my head. I gulped against it, the knot already in my stomach and my pussy absolutely soaked as he grabbed the blindfold.
"You okay to put this on, angel?" He double-checked. I nodded, making him return it as he put the blindfold over my eyes. My breath hitched, every single touch of Peter against my body making me go crazy since I couldn't see him. I felt him kiss down the valley of my chest, his hands gripping my sides as his lips and tip of his nose set my skin alight. As he got to my hips, I felt him take my ankles into his hands. My eyebrows furrowed as I heard what sounds like clicking as he took my ankles and clicked them into something.
"Baby, I've just put your ankles into a spreader bar. Is that okay?" He checked. I moaned at his words, making him chuckle.
"I'll take that as a yes. Don't move because the more you move, the more it spreads your legs." He warned. I immediately fidgeted, making him laugh as I felt him curl his arms around my legs.
"Brat." He commented before his lips attached to my clit. I cried out against the gag, my eyes squeezing shut in pleasure as he started to eat me out.
"You taste amazing, baby, fuck." Peter mumbled against me, making me choke and arch my back off of the bed as him speaking sent vibrations through me. His lips sucked on my clit, his tongue dipping in and out of me as he ate me out. I choked against the gag, my wrists pulling at the handcuffs and my legs fidgeting in the spreader bar as I tried to deal with the pleasure.
"Your legs are going to be as spread as they can be if you keep moving, angel." Peter smirked into my clit. I returned the smirk as much as I could against the gag, the knot in my stomach rapidly building as Peter's lips worked wonders on me. I gasped as I felt him gently push something into me, but I couldn't tell what it was. My eyebrows furrowed as my mind tried to work out what foreign object my boyfriend had just put into me. It wasn't his finger, but it also didn't feel like a vibrator. That's where I was wrong. The love egg whirred into action inside of me, making me cry out loudly and arch my back off of the bed as the vibrations plus Peter's lips working me from the outside was making me shoot towards my orgasm.
"That feel good, baby?" Peter smirked against my clit, his smirk widening as I nodded eagerly. I squirmed and shifted as much as I could to try and deal with the immense pleasure, Peter's arms around my legs somewhat holding me down as the spreader bar continued to spread my legs. This felt fucking amazing, and I had a feeling that it wasn't all that was to come. Peter upped the vibration of the love egg, the knot in my stomach getting unbearably tight as the toy whirred away inside of me and his lips sucked on my clit. My back arched as far as it would go off of the bed, my eyes squeezed tightly shut underneath the blindfold as the knot broke. I moaned loudly against the gag, my wrists desperately pulling on the restraints and my legs shaking harshly as my orgasm washed through me. Wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my body, the love egg plus Peter's lips helping work me through the amazing feeling. I panted heavily, the vibrations stopping and Peter gently removing his lips and the toy from me as I relaxed back against the bed.
"Was that a good start, angel?" he cooed, making me nod eagerly in response. I could only imagine the smirk on my boyfriend's face as he gently unclicked the spreader bar from around my ankles and set my legs free. I heard him shuffle about, my eyebrows furrowing as I tried to figure out what he'd do next. My question was answered as I felt him take my hips, making me yelp out slightly as he pulled me up, around and onto my knees, the handcuffs twisting so that I could now hold the headboard for stability.
"You ready, baby?" Peter whispered into my ear from behind me. I moaned out in response as he leant over me, his lips pressed to my neck, his chest flush against my back and his hard dick teasing the space in between my ass cheeks as his finger circled my still-sensitive clit. He must have gotten undressed after he had blindfolded me. I nodded in order to give him consent, him placing a kiss on my neck in return as I felt him straighten back up behind me. He gently took my hips into his hands and started to push into me, quiet sighs and moans leaving both of our lips as he soon bottomed out.
"Baby, you feel amazing." He moaned.
"Move." I managed to speak around the gag. Peter didn't like that. I felt his hand wrap around my neck from behind, making me yelp out in pleasure as he leant over me again and pulled me up as far as he could with me being tied to the bed, his lips by my ear as he held me.
"You know that that's not how this works, babe. I fuck you when I want to. You don't call the shots." he cooed into my ear, making me moan in response.
"I might go agonisingly slowly, just to teach you a lesson." he teased, my breath hitching as he pulled out extremely leisurely before thrusting back into me equally as slowly. I moaned in response, my pussy begging to be fucked into next week by him, but I knew that I couldn't demand anything else. Otherwise I wouldn't get fucked at all.
"Do you understand, princess? Do you understand that I'll fuck you when I want to?" he mumbled as he gently nipped my earlobe with his teeth.
"Yes, sir." I managed to speak, making him smirk against my skin.
"Good girl." he spoke before suddenly pulling out of me and slamming back into me. I cried out at the feeling, my hands tightly gripping the headboard as he started to pound into me. My eyes squeezed shut, my mouth hanging open around the gag as Peter fucked me into next week and already helped me to build the knot back up again.
"You feel amazing, baby, shit." Peter grunted, his hands gripping my hips so tightly that they would bruise as his hips snapped against my ass. The sound of our skin slapping together mixed with the moans radiating from our lips bounced off of the walls, the smell of sex filling the room as he harshly pounded into me. I pushed myself back further onto Peter's dick, my boyfriend's manhood filling me up perfectly and slamming into my g-spot with every thrust of his hips. The knot was already building up in my stomach at an amazing pace, so it wouldn't be long before I was experiencing my second orgasm of the night.
"Angel, you feel incredible, I won't last much longer." Peter choked. I shook my head at him, telling him that I was also extremely close as he pounded into me. Suddenly, he leant over me again, his arm curling underneath my body and his hand finding my clit. I cried out and pushed my ass further into him as he viciously rubbed circles on my clit, the feeling pushing me over the edge. I moaned against the gag, my legs shaking and my hands desperately gripping the headboard as the second lot of pleasure hit me like a freight train. And it felt fucking amazing.
"Baby, shit, fuck." Peter moaned as he also came, his hands gripping my waist and holding my ass into his crotch as his body stilled. We panted heavily, Peter's hips gently thrusting again to work us both through our highs before he stopped. He gently pulled out of me, my chest rising and falling rapidly as I felt him move next to me. The ball gag came loose around my head and I let it drop onto the bed as Peter gently removed the blindfold from my eyes. I squinted as my vision was flooded with light again, Peter taking the chance to undo the handcuffs before he looked at me.
"You okay, baby?" he checked. I just collapsed onto my side on the bed, making Peter laugh and bite his lip as he cupped my cheek with his hand.
"That was fucking incredible. Exhausting, but incredible." I nodded. Peter chuckled and returned the nod as he lay down next to me and curled his arm over my waist to pull me closer.
"You have no idea how much of a relief it is that you like me being like that. I was terrified to tell you." he admitted. I bit my lip and looked at him, Peter going back to his shy and cuddly self within seconds.
"I get why you were, but it's okay. Even if I didn't like that kind of stuff, which I do, I love you, so I'd at least be willing to try it." I confessed. His eyes widened slightly.
"Wait, you...you love me?" he mumbled. My eyes widened, my cheeks flushing red as I realised what I'd just said.
"Y-yeah, I do. It's okay, you don't have to say it back, I know that six months is very quick for some people to say that." I gulped.
"It's not too quick for me. Because I love you too." he nodded. I choked, a smile spreading onto my face as I leant in and kissed him. He returned it, his hand pulling me closer by my waist as I held his face. I broke the kiss and looked at him, making him bite his lip.
"So, yeah. Now you've seen my darker, sex alter-ego." he teased, making me laugh and shake my head.
"It's lucky for you that I love all parts of you. Even the dark sex ones." I returned. He smirked and shook his head, making me giggle as he leant in and pressed our lips together again.