Waiting all day [Peter Maximoff x Reader]
Request: I LOVE YOUR WRITING, FAM. I was wondering (if you’re not busy) Could write a Peter Maximoff imagine about him biting/tugging at the readers bottom lip while kissing? I think that’d be sexy af. Regardless, keep up ya work!
Warnings: Heated make out at the end, otherwise it’s just fluff
Word count: 914
A/N: It’s a bit short but I hope that you enjoy it! @carlquesarito
The sunrise woke you up. Groggily, you rubbed your eyes, sitting up, careful not to wake your silver-haired boyfriend up, even though almost nothing could awaken him. You looked around his bedroom, remembering the movie night you and Peter had had. You had watched the complete Star Wars saga. You had fallen asleep during episode II but you knew that Peter had watched the whole thing.
You were staring at his bare back and smiled. In your heart, you knew that Peter Maximoff was the one for you. You decided that you would stay in bed a little longer, grabbing a book and snuggling against your boyfriend. Immediately, he turned around and spooned you, he was still asleep but, somehow, he had sensed that it was you. You smiled softly and inhaled his sweet scent before opening your book and reading.
About an hour later, a voice brought you out of your trance, “How lucky am I to wake up next to the girl that I love?” You turned to face him, he softly placed his lips on your forehead, “Morning beautiful.” He smiled.
“Morning love. Sleep well?” you asked.
“With you next to me?” he grinned, “Better than ever.”
You both stayed like this, cuddling, for a few minutes until you got up to get dressed. Instantaneously, Peter started whining about Professor Xavier ruining your couple time by educating you and other ridiculous stuff. Despite his complaining, you took out a pair of black jean shorts and a rosewood red tank top.
You started undressing and, suddenly, Peter stopped talking. You slipped on your top when a gust of wind hit you and Peter’s hands were on your waist.
“You look hot.” He whispered in your ear, his breath fanning on your neck.
“Peter.” You scolded him, “Now is not the time, I have History and I can’t be late.” You slipped your shorts on and placed a chaste kiss on his lips, “I love you.”
You only had the time to hear him repeat what you had said before rushing out of your boyfriend’s dorm, leaving him standing in his room, speechless about the effect you had on him. You guys always said ‘I love you’ to each other but every time these words came out of your mouth, his heart skipped a beat. Everybody could see that he was head over heels for you and that you felt the same towards him. Every couple wanted to be like you and every single person find a someone that would love them as much as you loved each other.
During the day, Peter’s words rung in your ears. The classes you had today were boring so, the idea of a boyfriend waiting a whole day to be able to kiss you got you through the day. Meanwhile, Peter was in X-men training, distracted. He too, could not get the idea of his lips against you out of his mind. “Only an hour.” He thought, looking at the clock, desperate for time to go faster.
Finally, you walked out of your class and sped to Peter’s room. As you expected, he was sitting on his bed, wearing his signature jacket with a bow of Twinkies in his hands. One of his favorite tunes was playing in the background. He looked up at the sound of you opening the door and beamed. He placed the box on the bed and got up, walking towards you.
“I missed you.” He said, grabbing onto the hoops of your shorts and pulling you towards him.
“Me too.” You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“I was left thinking about you all day. I don’t really like how we left off on our last encounter.” He slipped his hands around your waist.
“Me neither. How about we pick up from where we left off?” you grinned and mirrored your actions.
“I’m fine with that babe.” He brought his face closer to yours, your lips nearly touching each other.
“I don’t remember where we were at.” Every time your lips moved, they brushed Peter’s.
“Let me remind you.” He grinned even more before smashing his lips against yours.
You immediately replied by pushing your lips onto his with an equal force. Your lips molded together like pieces of a puzzle, perfectly. Softly, he bit down on your bottom lips eliciting a gasp from you. He continued to tug on it lightly, making you moan. He used this to his advantage and slipped his tongue in your mouth which started a battle for dominance in your mouth. He won and his tongue didn’t hesitate to wander around your mouth. You unwrapped your arms from his neck, not detaching your lips from his, and tugged his jacket off and discarded it on the floor. He pulled away to take off your top and laid you down softly on his bed. He slipped out of his own black t-shirt and you spent a few seconds staring at his chiseled chest before he crawled over you, leaving a trail of kisses down your neck. He brought his lips back to yours and started nipping at your bottom lip again. Your hands trailed down his abs and reached his pants. After unbuckling his belt, you took off his pants, leaving him in his black underwear. Peter had started creating hickeys on your collarbone and you moaned into his shoulder. At that moment, both of you knew that you were in for a thrilling night.