A/N: i didn’t proof read it, I’m sorry. And sorry if you’re allergic to roses
Y/N sat with Liz in the lunchroom , hearing their friends talking about Spider-Man once again. “He brings hope to the city. It’s like, we know that someone is looking out for us.” One of them said. Y/N thought about all the things the man has done for the city. I wonder if his life is good, if he’s happy in his real life, Y/N thought.
The topic was quickly changed when an announcement for Homecoming was made over the blaring intercom. “Students, don’t forget to buy your tickets for Homecoming next Friday.” The voice boomed, making all of the students start talking about the event.
Liz turned to Y/N, “So,” she said taking a bite from her food, “who are you going to the dance with?” All of their friends tuned in to what the two girls were saying.
Y/N shrugged her shoulders. She wanted to go with Peter Parker, the smartest kid at Midtown High, if she went in the first place. Homecoming is going to be crowded and loud, with a bunch of annoying kids. Y/N didn’t want that. “I don’t think I’m going, actually. I’m probably gonna spend my night watching TV or something.” Y/N said, shaking her head like it was nothing.
“But Y/N,” one of her friends said enthusiastically, “You have to go! Peter is probably going, you should too!” She nodded her head behind Y/N. Y/N looked behind her to see Peter and Ned eating their lunch a few tables away. But he’s going to be dancing and hanging out with a girl that isn’t me, she thought.
Y/N smiled, “As much as I would love to go with him, it’s not gonna happen. He’s probably taking a super pretty girl with him and he’ll have a blast. Just,” she trailed off, starting to get quieter,“just not with me.” Y/N sighed, slumping her shoulders. Liz looked over at her giving her a sympathetic smile. “If you don’t want to go, you don’t have to. It would be nice if you went though.”
Y/N returned the smile, “Thanks for understanding Liz.” Liz nodded her head, “Anytime.” She gave her attention back to her friends to hear the rest of their thoughts.
Peter Parker sat a few tables away, having the same conversation that Y/N was having. “Are you going to ask her to Homecoming?” Ned asked Peter looked at his friend as if he was crazy. “W-What? No. Never. I can barely form a sentence around her, let alone ask her out.” Peter said as he gazed down at his lap. He looked back up to her, admiring her from behind. Y/N turned around and Peter quickly looked away and muttered “Oh God.”
Ned looked confused at the teenager. Peter’s face was beet red, “I think she saw me. Oh God,oh God, she saw me staring at her man.”
Ned looked over at the girl who was now facing her friends talking. “I don’t think she did. Just breathe, she probably didn’t see. I mean you turned your head so fast that you might have whiplash.” He chuckled. Peter sighed, “Maybe you’re right.”
“Right about what?” Michelle asked as she reached the table with the two boys.
“Well, I asked Peter if he was asking Y/N to the dance and he started staring at her. She turned around and might’ve caught him.” Ned explained to the Michelle as she sat down. Peter hit Ned’s shoulder with the back of his hand, “Dude. Seriously?”
“What?” Ned asked, completely clueless at Peter’s new beacon of embarrassment. Before their bickering cold continue, Michelle started talking. “Actually, while I was walking over here, I heard that she wasn’t going. And I might’ve heard,” she stated trying to be dramatic, “that she was super bummed out that you were probably going with a different girl that isn’t her.”
Peter sat shocked. “You’re lying.” He said. There is no way that the girl he has had a crush on for years, is into him. Him of all people.
“I wouldn’t lie about true love, Parker.” Michelle replied, kind of mockingly.
“How are you going to ask her?” Ned asked. Peter was messing with the cuffs of her sleeves. “I-I don’t think I will.”
Ned looked shocked. “You have to. You finally have a chance to be with her.” Peter looked around, “I’m too scared. Besides, she said she didn’t want to go and I respect that.”
“Your loss,” Michelle said opening one of her books.
It was the Friday night of Homecoming and Y/N sat on her couch surrounded by her fluffy blankets, with a show paused on the TV screen and a water bottle in hand. She was on her phone talking to Liz, giving some advice for her outfit. “Should I wear the silver earrings I got for my birthday?” Liz asked. “Yeah, they match your dress very well.” Y/N replied, taking a sip of her drink.
“Y/N are you sure you don’t want to go? I might have an extra dress.” Liz asked, she didn’t want her friend to be alone while everyone else was having a blast.
“Yeah I’m sure. I’m fine with my TV shows and blankets. Go have fun!” Y/N stated, assuring the girl that everything would be fine. “You sure?” Liz asked, wanting to make sure her friend was okay.
“100%.” Y/N replied with a smile on her fave that she knew Liz couldn’t see. “Alright, I have to go. My date is here. If you need anything call me.” Liz said, while Y/N heard shuffling in the background. “See you later Ms. Allen.” Y/N said chuckling to herself. “You too.”
Y/N sat on the cuddled into her blankets as she clicked play on her TV remote. As soon as the show started, there was knock on the front door. Y/N was confused, was it Liz? She got up to answer the door.
Y/N opened the door, do just her body was seen. She was greeted with the smiling yet nervous face of Peter Parker, holding a bouquet of red roses with a backpack on his back and a couple grocery bags filled with chips, candy and other snacks. Y/N stood in front of him, lips parted slightly.
“P-Peter. What are you doing here?” She asked with wide eyes. Peter glanced down at his old shoes. “I heard that you were, uh,” he looked back up at her, “I heard you were spending the night in on-on Homecoming so, I wanted to join you. If that’s okay.” He stammered biting his bottom lip.
Y/N smiled widely, opening the door all the way. “Come on in.” If it was anyone else at the door, she would’ve probably made up an excuse. But it wasn’t anyone else, it was her crush. Peter smiled back. He walked through the door, waiting for her to indicate where he could go.
Y/N shut the door and moved to face him. Peter looked at the flowers in his hand, “These are f-for you.” He handed you the flowers.
The girl smiled, “Thanks Pete.” She called me Pete, was all he could think about as Y/N went to put the flowers in a vase. She quickly came back after putting the vase in a good spot.
“You can sit down Peter.” Y/N said as he followed her to the couch.
“Seems like you were having a real party, huh?” Peter said sarcastically with a small smile on his lips, seeing the TV and her blankets. “What gave it away?” Y/N replied back with the same amount of sarcasm.
“I brought food.” Peter emptied out the two grocery bags with the snacks onto the couch between the two of them. Y/N smiled. Tonight was going to be fun.
Peter turned and looked at the clock to see it was one in the morning. All night was spent with him and Y/N getting to know each other,cracking jokes, and watching bad late night TV shows. It was like they had known each other for their entire lives. She fell asleep a while ago, her head resting on Peter’s chest, with a blanket wrapped securely around the pair. He sat there, playing with her hair, glad that he skipped Homecoming. Peter sighed contently, looking back up at the TV which now had the news on. A robbery at fifth and third. “Shit,” he muttered, moving Y/N off of his chest and onto the couch.
He dashed out her front door with only his backpack in hand, with his Spider-Man suit inside.
Y/N woke up 10 the next morning still on the couch, with all the snacks from last night littering the floor. It was fun hanging out with Peter. She was kind of happy that she didn’t spend Homecoming alone. She searched for her phone to check the time. Once she found the device she saw a text from Peter.
Hey, sorry I had to leave. My Aunt called me and said that I had to go back home. Maybe we can do this again sometime at my place?
Y/N smiled at the text. Maybe I can get the guy of my dreams, she thought as she typed a reply.
Ned: Oh, since we’re on the topic, Jon Snow is not mine but Lyanna’s.
Catelyn: Jon Snow? Which Jon Snow? You can’t possibly mean the Jon Snow I thought was the result of your infidelity whom I could not love so the Gods decided to punish us by killing off half of our children and put the other half through hell? That Jon Snow?
A/N: LOL SORRY I DIDNT POST THIS SOONER I WAS WATCHING SPIDERMAN HOMECOMING FOR THE FOURTH TIME. ANYWays So I kind of started this with the ending of part 2. Enjoy this smut you smut reading potatoes (you’re not potatoes, you’re all very lovely. i’m also a smut reading potato). Creds to the Periodic Table song for helping me remember the order of all the elements.
“So, is the next step studying or something else?” You asked
“I feel like the next step would be you reciting your notes to me while I went down on you,” Peter said.
“All of my notes?”
Peter moved so he was hovering over top of you.
“Fine, Y/N, I’m going to eat you out and you’re going to recite the periodic table to me,”
You weren’t sure whether you should begin reciting it in your head, knowing you would lose focus once Peter put his lips on you.
Peter placed his lips on your neck, peppering sloppy, wet kisses down towards your chest. Peter’s hand moved around to try and unclasp your bra.
He continued kiss down your neck, fumbling with your bra.
“Need some help there, lover boy?”
Peter pulled away “I-I I’ve never…”
“I know, it’s okay,” You smiled, placing a light kiss on his lips.
You leaned up, and reached around behind your back to unclasp your bra. As soon as it was unclasped, Peter peeled it off your shoulders and tossed it across the room.
Peter moved to place one hand over your breast, kneading it, while his mouth moved to the other. The ran his tongue over your nipple, causing you to let out a small moan.
You ran your hands along Peter’s bare back, knowing your scratch marks would be there tomorrow.
Peter moved his hands towards the waist band of your pants, he swiftly slipped your pants off, reaching down to get the past your ankles.
He continued down, pressing kisses along your stomach.
Peter kissed the edge of your panties, using his hands to spread your legs apart.
“I think it’s about time you started reciting those elements, Y/N,”
You took in a deep breathe as Peter ran a finger down the front of your panties,
“Damn, Y/N, you’re soaking wet,”
Peter leaned down and licked the front of your panties. You arched your back up, moaning.
Peter slid his hand under your back and lifted you just enough to slide off your underwear.
Peter lifted your leg, and placed his over his shoulder.
Peter places a light kiss against your clit, causing you to twitch.
Peter been running his tongue over your clit in long, slow strokes.
“Nitrogen,” you gasped, and reached down to grab Peter’s hair.
Your other hand was making fists around the sheets on Peter’s bed.
Peter felt your body shaking, so he teased his tongue back and forth, his tongue moving slower and slower.
You moved the leg that was over Peter’s shoulder to wrap around his neck, using it to pull him closer to you.
You began breathing harder. Peter moved his tongue to your entrance, lapping up the wetness that was spilling out.
You began panting, pushing your hips up.
Peter moved his attention back to your clit, ad he teased a finger in and out of you.
Peter slid another finger into you, and began moving them around.
You were moaning. Your leg tightened around Peter, and your grip on his hair got tighter with each lick on your clit.
You were struggling to talk, making the naming of elements difficult.
Suddenly Peter stopped. He moved his head away from you and slid his fingers out of you.
“No, Peter, please,” you begged
Peter licked his fingers, “The deal was that you name the elements, and darling, I have to say it’s been quite a while since you’ve said anything,”
“Take it as a compliment, Parker. Your lips are so good that you’ve left me speechless,”
Peter began peppering kisses on your inner thighs, “Just start where you left off, darling,”
You’d didn’t want to give in to Peter, but you needed his mouth on you badly.
Peter smiled and quickly moved his mouth back towards your pussy.
Peter started sucking on your clit, causing you to moan and thrust your hips towards him.
Peter worked his tongue down, sucking on your lips and spreading you open with his fingers.
“Fuck!” You moaned
“Phosphorus,” you quickly said, remembering that Peter would stop if you stopped.
Peter worked his fingers in and out of you as he teased his tongue over your clit.
You clenched the bedsheets underneath you, and grabbed a fistful of Peter’s hair with the other hand. You brought your other leg up to wrap around Peter’s head.
“Chl-orine,” you choked out.
Peter pressed his mouth tight against you, flicking his tongue against your clit as he started thrusting his fingers into you harder.
His tongue was darting around wildly, causing you to arch your back, moaning like crazy.
Peter latched down hard on your clit, flicking his tongue around in circles. Bringing another finger up to thrust into you.
You began clenching against Peter’s fingers inside you.
“Scandium,” you breathed
You were groaning every time Peter moved his tongue, he could feel the wetness dripping out of you onto his fingers.
Peter pressed down on your clit with his tongue, you pushed your hips up, only forcing him in more.
You thrust your hips once more and suddenly you were coming. Peter began licking the cum that was dripping out of you.
Peter rubbed your clit one last time before pulling away.
“Peter,” you moaned.
You could still feel your orgasm surging through you.
You began to loosen your grip on Peter’s hair, and his bedsheets. You lied back, sinking into Peter’s pillow.
“Fuck, Peter,” you said.
Peter chuckled and came to lie down beside you.
He placed a kiss on your cheek as you continued to come down from your orgasm.
“You didn’t make it through all the elements,”
“I made it through 22. I think that’s pretty good,” you breathed.
“But you didn’t get through all 118, which just means that we’ll just have to go again,”
You turned to look at Peter.
“Are you serious?” You asked.
“Dead serious,” Peter smiled, brining his hand down to lightly swirl around your clit.
“Pick up where you left off, darling,”
T-2 HOURS UNTIL THE MIDTERM CHEM EXAM
You woke up next to Peter, wearing only his t shirt and your underwear. Peter had thrown on his boxers the night before after you had recited much more than just the Periodic Table (*cough* you recited his name over and over and over because damn).
Peter’s alarm was blaring and you leaned over to hit snooze.
“Pete,” you said, shaking him lightly.
“Noooo, I don’t want to get up,” he mumbled into his pillow, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you closer.
“Peter, we’ll be late for the midterm,”
“I mean I guess we did kinda study really hard,”
You laughed, “c’mon Parker, we’re gonna be late,”
You placed a kiss on Peter’s forehead, and then rolled out of bed.
T-1 HOUR UNTIL THE MIDTERM CHEM EXAM
You ended up walking out of Peter’s house in the same pants as the day before topped with one of Peter’s sweaters. You actually felt very prepared for the exam. Usually before exams you would spend hours on end studying but by the next morning you would forget everything. Last night was something you definitely would not forget.
T-2 HOURS AFTER THE MIDTERM CHEM EXAM
At lunch you came to sit down with Peter and Ned.
“Hey, Y/N,” Ned said.
“Hi, Y/N,” Peter smiled.
You smiled at Peter, and sat down across from him.
“Okay, what’s going on here?” Ned asked.
“OH MY GOD SOMETHING HAPPENED ON YOUR STUDY DATE!” Ned exclaimed, not letting you answer his initial question.
“I mean, we studied,” you said.
“Yeah, Y/N, spent a long time reciting the periodic table to me,”
You blushed when Peter said that, a small smile creeping up on your face.
“SOMETHING TOTALLY HAPPENED. Y/N IS EVEN WEARING PETER’S SWEATER,”
You and Peter didn’t say anything, only exchanged a small glance.
So like in the late 16th century the Netherland’s went through this craze called “Tulip Mania” and it caused the crash of the Dutch economy so I just imagine Netherlands going through this tulip phase like