okay but imagine the reader having the power to intensely attract any person? Like basically they’re a walking love potion and no one can resist? Every time they have sex it’s better than any normal person sex because the readers powers add to it?! Like a super power where the sex is freaking epic?! I need this in my life?!!!
Summary: Peter accidentally runs into the reader when they get home.
A/N: I AM SO SORRY I HAVEN’T POSTED IN SO LONG!!!!! School has been extremely busy lately so if you have requested a prompt it will get done but it might take me a while. Because I feel bad here is a random prompt I wrote a few weeks ago <3
I walk in the door and suddenly fall to the ground with a thud. “PETER! WHAT THE HELL?!” I shout, knowing exactly why I’m on the floor. The silver haired boy appears in front of me in an instant. He shoots me a sheepish smile as he grabs my hands and pulls me onto my feet. “Sorry babe, I wasn’t paying attention.” he says. He pulls me in for a hug and kisses the top of my head. I bury my face into his shoulder and leave soft kisses on his collar bone. I lift my head as I say “you know this is the third time this week you’ve done that”. He sighs and rests his head on mine. “I’m sorry baby.” he says and I can hear the smile in his voice. He knows that that’s my weakness. “Oh don’t baby me mister. You owe me” I say smiling into his shoulder. He removes one of his arms from my shoulders and shuts the door before placing on the back of my head, tangling his fingers in my hair. He looks at me with his beautiful dark eyes and softly says “ I love youuu” dragging out the ‘u’ with a small smile. I lean up and place a gently kiss on the side of his mouth. “I love you too but you still owe me” I say smirking slightly. He raises an eyebrow at me before throwing his arms around my waist and picking me up. I start laughing and he throws me over his shoulder and walks into our shared bedroom before tossing me onto our bed. He softly tickles my sides before literally jumping on top of me. He just lays there with all of his weight fully on top of me for a moment before pushing himself up onto his forearms. I’ve finally stopped laughing and he dips his head down to kiss my lips briefly. As soon as his lips leave mine he attacks me, leaving small kisses all over my face and neck and I start laughing again. He continues for a minute or so before flopping over beside me and pulling me close to his body. “So, am I forgiven?” he asks with a small smirk. I look up at him, playfully rolling my eyes and saying “Of course”. He smiles and places a long kiss to my lips. “I love you” he mumbles against my lips. He pulls away and I say “I love you too. Idiot”. He kisses my forehead and says “I may be an idiot. But I’m your idiot”. I laugh and shift so I’m laying with my head on his chest and his arms wrap themselves around my waist. He rubs my back with his warm hands and I snuggle further into his side. He softly starts humming a slow song and I feel my eyelids getting heavy. Not long after, I fall asleep, wrapped in Peter’s arms, smiling like an idiot.
•scott summers is a dick
• hank pines too much
• don’t fuck with charles when erik is around
• jean gives no fucks
• nightcrawler is always confused
• erik is a protective shark
• moira is irrelevant
• logan saw the gay and ran
• quicksilver has daddy issues
• quicksilver is too cool for this
• raven could care less
• apocalypse wants charles’ d
• so does erik
Summary: You are dating Peter and you two had a bad argument so you take a bath to calm down.
A/N: I hope you all enjoy reading this! I really enjoyed writing for Peter and I plan to write plenty more for him and the other Xmen characters <3
I lean against the tub, book in hand. Other than my music, the room is silent, which doesn’t happen often living with Peter. We had gotten into an argument earlier and I came in here to have a bath to calm down. It was such a stupid fight. I had asked Peter to put his dishes away after dinner and he made such a big deal about it. He also said that I “never fucking stop talking” when I asked him why he wasn’t talking to me all night. I said some things that I shouldn’t have and I regret saying them but I was mad and I can’t control what I say. I replay the scene over and over in my head for who knows how long when all of a sudden the door opens slowly. My eyes look up from my book only to dart back down to my page when Peter comes in the room. I say nothing and he just stands in the doorway. He stands there for maybe five minutes before walking away. He appears ten minutes later but I don’t dare to look at him. I continue to read my book while he does something on the counter. After a few minutes of him doing whatever he’s doing, he reaches into the tub and pulls the plug to release some of the water before returning it to the drain. Then he turns the handle to allow some hot water into the bath and dumps some bubble bath into it. I still don’t say anything until he turns my music off and takes the book from my hands. “Peter what the hell” I say looking up at him. He takes his shirt off before nodding his head to the front of the tub, signaling me to move up more. I scoot up slowly as he shimmies his sweatpants and boxers down and slowly climbs in the tub behind me. He pulls me closer so my back is on his chest and I’m practically on his lap. His arms wrapped instinctively around my waist and he places a small kiss behind my ear. We sit like this for a while before he says “I’m sorry” so quiet I almost didn’t hear him. “It’s as much my fault as it is yours.” I say as I place my hands on top of his. He sighs as he says “ No, you were just asking me to do something that I should have done. I had a bad day and I took it out on you. I’m sorry”. “It’s okay Peter. You were out there training to save the world. I should understand that it’s not easy.” I say while I play with his fingers. We sat in silence for a solid five minutes before I spoke up. “ You know that I didn’t mean what I said earlier. About you being childish and being a loser. And I really don’t mean that I didn’t know why I love you” I say quietly as a tear slips down my cheek. Peter notices and leaves a feather light kiss where the tear fell and says “I don’t really think that you talk too much. I would listen to you tell me your stories forever if I could”. My lips curl up into a small smile. “You didn’t have to do all this for me you know” I say looking around the room. There were candles lit all along the counter, the lights were all off but the ones in the hall and the tub was filled with bubbles. He brushes a piece of hair behind my ear as he says “I didn’t do this for you. I did this for us. We’ve both been so focused on ourselves lately that we haven’t been spending enough time with each other”. I shift my body a little so I can lean up to press a soft kiss onto his lips. “How about we get out and go watch a movie?” I suggest. He smiles and nods before pulling me into his chest and hugging me. We drain the water and get out, put on some comfy sweats and settle into the couch to chose a movie. We sit in the middle with our feet up on the coffee table and I snuggle into his side, his arm lounging over my shoulders naturally. “Y/n” Peter says quietly. I look up at him as he pecks my lips and says “I love you”. I smile and place a small kiss onto his neck. “I love you too Peter. So much” I say resting my head on his shoulder. Neither one of us actually watched the movie. We just talked and kissed and eventually we ended up laying across the couch tangled in each other’s limbs. We fell asleep in the exact same position.