Summary: When Phil finds a pair of panties mixed in with his and Dan’s laundry, he’s not sure what to think, consider he’s certain neither of them has brought home a girl in the past few weeks. What’s even stranger is what he finds in Dan’s room when he goes to inquire about the offending garment. Word Count: 6,781 Warnings: Smut, feminization, praise kink, dirty talk, riding, barebacking, dan in makeup, face fucking A/N: This fic was inspired by a gorgeous edit of Dan in makeup by @pamyudan ! I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it and this happened :’) also, as always, thanks to @snowbunnylester for listening to me rant about this and writing my literal summary for me lol. Let me know what you guys think and if I should write more kinky smut like this, bc this is the kinkiest thing I’ve ever written! Read on AO3
There were panties in Phil’s laundry. Why were there panties in Phil’s laundry?
Well, it wasn’t specifically Phil’s laundry, he supposed. Dan’s laundry was mixed in with his because they had no boundaries whatsoever, but Phil was the one doing the laundry today and he hadn’t thought he would get attacked by a light pink, lacey pair of women’s underwear. Then, there was the matter of where it came from.
As far as Phil knew, they both hadn’t had any girls over recently. Phil knew he hadn’t had anyone over since literal months ago due to their busy life, and he would probably hear if Dan had taken a girl back home as well. So how the hell did a pair of pink undies get in their flat?
Phil should have left it. He should have just folded it and handed it back to Dan without a word. But maybe it was the lack of caffeine after his coffee maker broke that morning, or maybe it was that he was acting way before he could think properly, but he found himself clutching the fabric in one hand and waltzing up the stairs with so much confusion that it was all he could think about.
➭ “It was you who Jungkook gave his heart to- that is, until the day you broke it. And it is you now, hoping that some faultlines can be repaired, and that some broken hearts can be put back together again.”
pairing: jungkook x reader genre: smut, angst wordcount: 10k
In which Harry’s no good with his words but he sure is good with his mouth.
some harry face sitting action maybe?
Author’s note: This is a continuation of “Mess o’ Mine.” I would suggest reading that first, if you haven’t already. I thought this was gonna be the end but then I fucked up so… there’s also a part 3. Hope you enjoy! I did!
You’ve been running through the events that have occurred, confused at the escalation and the outcome. No issues have been resolved, and there wasn’t really a conversation or discussion. You don’t know any more than you did when you heard Harry singing your poems. Has he used your writing in more songs on his album? Has he read your whole journal? God, you hope not. One poem is bad enough.
Harry hasn’t been around, hasn’t tried calling for the two weeks since he showed up on your doorstep. You’ve flipped the channel whenever he shows up on your television and scrolled at record speed when he’s popped up on your social media feeds. Maybe you should feel relieved and cleansed of his toxicity, but you don’t. Instead, you feel a little broken, like your stomach is splintering into pieces, and your mind still feels split open. Not only that, but you can smell him, feel the weight of him on top of you, taste the foreign flavor of his mouth. This isn’t what you need.
A whole other wave of confusion has rolled over you in terms of your relationship with Harry, if there still is one. The two of you have crossed a line without any prior thought or contemplation. Years upon years of friendship have been threatened, and you’re not even sure how it happened. Why did he kiss you? How did the two of you end up in bed, naked between the sheets? If you were confused about it before, trying to figure things out has only worsened your introspection.
Warning: Smut, awkward sex gone wrong (but it gets fixed!)
Word Count: 3000ish
A/N: This is all written with love for fan fic. I’m teasing, not putting it down in any way. Hope you enjoy! (Sorry, tag list is closed!) XOXO
It’s a little sweaty when you wake up. Dean’s on his stomach with his face turned away from you, snoring a tiny bit, his body sprawling over the king-sized bed and leaving you curled up in one tiny little corner.
He does look good, though. The sunlight can’t get through the curtains, but you left a lamp on, and the muscles of his back are all exposed in the dim light. You lean up to get a better view and appreciate him fully, and instantly groan. Your muscles hurt. Apparently, you’ve been curled up in knots all night, and you desperately need to stretch out.
BTS Reaction: Them finishing quickly due to it being so long since they’ve had sex with their s/o
(SMUT) Anon Request
You felt him fill you up over and over as his thrusts became harder, making it impossible for you to keep quiet. You clung to his body tight, missing him against your body so much while he had been on tour for months. The unusual loud grunts and the occasional low growl from him told you just how much he had missed you too. Being too lost in the moment, you barely noticed his head move to the crook of your neck, and his hips stuttered in their movement before a deep groan left his mouth. He stopped his movements, panting hard as he looked up at you, slightly apologetic.
“Yoongi did you just?”
He kissed you slowly as he pulled out of you.
“Sorry baby, you felt too good. I’ve missed you so fucking much.”
You rolled your eyes, trying to take that as a compliment instead of being annoyed.
“Well, you better be ready to work yourself up again, because if you’re going to be lasting this long in the time I’m with you we’re going to have a problem.”
He laughed at your bluntness, slowly moving south down your body.
“Awe baby, you love my tongue just as much.”
You bit your lip hard as he rested his head against the inside of your thigh.
“Mark this as round 1. I love your tongue, but I love your cock more.”
His grunts were loud in your ear as he had you pinned up against his studio door, pounding into you at an insane speed. You could almost see stars, making you forget about anyone else that could possibly see through the fogged glass of his door or hear for that matter. It had been so long for the both of you and the feeling of him inside you was just sending the both of you crazy. When you felt him pull you closer to his body, his mouth attacked your neck, marking you all over your exposed skin.
He muffled against your neck and his hips snapped against yours harder than before, causing a loud gasp to escape your mouth.
“Y/n, I can’t…”
His words were cut off by the long moan that left his mouth, his hips stopping for a second before he slowly rode out his orgasm.
You whined as he pulled out of you, the embarrassment clear on his face. You pouted towards him and his eyes finally met your own.
“Sweetie, I’m really sorry. It’s been a while.”
He grabbed onto your hand softly, holding it against his chest as he leaned down to kiss you. You kissed him back softly, running your hands through his hair.
“Are you gunna make it up to me?”
You said, batting your eyes at him. He giggled towards you and pulled you over to his chair.
“I’m going to make round two all about you sweetie.”
He had made the effort to set up his bedroom all romantic for your arrival back to Korea, clearly planning out exactly what would have naturally happened anyway. At this point, the candle light and rose petals were a blur in your vision as you felt him thrust into you deeply against his bed. He peppered kisses all over you, from your neck to your jaw, and down to your chest. Being away from him this long didn’t do either of you any good but definitely made these times more intense. He had one hand pinning your arm above your head as he kissed you deeply, his other gripping your hip as his thrusts picked up a little. He suddenly parted from the kiss and you heard the shaky sigh that left his mouth as he hung his head against your shoulder. As you felt him fill you up, you sighed contently even though the experience was quick. As he pulled out, he kissed you quickly, moving to the side of you with his arms wrapped tightly around your waist.
“Missed me so much you couldn’t hold it in a bit longer hm?”
You said, holding back a small laugh, hoping to not offend him.
“Jagiya, I’m sorry. But I did miss you a lot. It’s so hard when you go away for that long. I lose my control.”
He giggled softly at his own remark. You cuddled closer to his body.
“It’s ok, we have a lot of time to build up your control again.”
He was the type to either take his time and cherish your body, or fuck you for hours until your throat ran dry and you couldn’t keep back the tears of pleasure prickling down your cheeks. Though tonight, after not seeing you for months due to work, he was acting a bit more needier than what you were used too. He was usually controlled and very aware of how he wanted things to pan out, but tonight was wild. He had you naked on the kitchen counter as he fucked you hard, his hands roaming all over your body, trying to feel every inch of your skin as his hot breath hit the side of your face. Your legs were wrapped tightly around his waist and surprisingly, you were so close to your release. The way his hips slammed hard against you were driving you crazy and just before that heat could start building up, his teeth sunk into your shoulder, muffling the low growl he let out, his hips slowly coming to a halt.
You gasped out, whimpering as he pulled out slowly. He lifted your chin with his finger so your eyes met with his, a small, cocky grin on his face.
“I would say sorry, but the way you just whined out my name was so sexy babygirl. Sexy enough for daddy to go another round and make you feel good.”
The boys had been cockblocking the two of you all night. Unfortunately, Jimin’s idea of throwing a dinner party right when you had returned to the country wasn’t such a good idea for the tension between you and your boyfriend. Which is what led the two of you sneaking away to the bathroom while the boys were preoccupied with a dumb drinking game. The two of you stood in front of the bathroom mirror as he took you from behind, your skirt hiked up above your waist and your panties pushed to the side as he fucked you hard. One of his hands were hidden under the front of your shirt as he played around with your nipple through the thin fabric of your bra, while the other was covering your mouth to keep you quiet. The sound of his hips hitting your ass was the loudest noise in the room though you couldn’t find the sanity to care as he fucked you faster and harder. Your eyes never left his as you watched each other through the mirror.
You heard him stutter as he slammed into you hard one last time, an audible gasp leaving your lips through his hand as you felt him fill you up. As he pulled out, he took a second to catch his breath as you fixed yourself up.
“That didn’t take long. Almost as quick as when I took your virginity.”
You smirked and looked towards him as he zipped the fly of his pants up. He stared towards you with a dark expression, then suddenly, spinning you around quickly, he lifted your skirt up again and smacked your ass hard. You yelped softly, enjoying it more than anything. You saw him with an evil grin in the mirror and tried to hold back your laughter by biting your lip. His hands gripped your hips hard as he came up next to your ear.
“Watch what you say princess, I might just not let you cum later on if you’re going to be cocky about it.”
You bit your lip and shot him your sexiest stare, rubbing your ass against his crotch.
“Was that wrong of me? Am I going to be punished when we get home? Have I been a bad girl?”
You whined out. He just laughed evilly, smacking your ass lightly again as he pushed you towards the door.
“You got no fucking idea baby.”
You had been teasing him the whole trip home, groping him, pulling his hair, whispering dirty things in his ear and also delaying the time it could’ve taken you both to get home by stopping into the shops. It was dark when you pulled over into an almost empty car park and that’s when he took the opportunity to shut you up. You were quickly sprawled out on the back seat of your car, Jimin fucking you hard and fast, not caring about who heard the two of you from outside. The windows were already fogged up and you found the fact that he got so worked up over your actions earlier so hot that the heat in your body was rising quicker then usual. It had also been so long since the two of you had been together, causing a huge amount of sexual tension and cravings. You decided to test the waters though.
You moaned out softly. You watched his breath hitch in his throat and a little choked moan came out of his mouth as he stared down at you.
He whispered in a slightly seductive tone. You didn’t care though, ignoring what he said.
You moaned out louder then before, causing him to thrust hard into you a few more times as you felt him cum inside you.
He said breathlessly, laying on top of you. There was a small silence before you spoke.
“Did that really set you off early?”
You said giggling. He shied away a little bit as you both sat up, attempting to get dressed quickly.
“Hey! You’ve been messing with me all night. Plus I haven’t seen you in months. Plus, You haven’t called me Oppa since we were in high school.”
He said the last part hushed and you could tell he was embarrassed by it.
“But you liked it, right?”
You watched him nod slowly, finally his eyes meeting with yours. You laughed towards him, scooting closer to hug him.
“I missed you Oppa.”
You had offered to pick your boyfriend up from the airport on the day he arrived, but quickly shutting you down, he didn’t want to put you out of your schedule for the day. It was a little odd seeing as you hadn’t seen him for months, but you took the time to dress up in something you knew he’d like when he arrived to your apartment. When he had finally shown up at your front door, you opened it wearing only a white-floral, mesh bra that tied up around your neck, basically see through, along with a matching, white thong that had a small crystal hanging above your backside, making you feel extra seductive. His reaction was clearly what lead you both to the bedroom. Disregarding your underwear all over the floor of the living room, obviously desperate to get what he wanted. He lay beneath you as you rode him slowly, his length filling you up exactly how you remembered and exactly how you missed. You watched his eyes roam over your body as you placed your hands on his chest. His hands wondering from your hips, up your stomach and then finally, to your breasts. Your body finally felt content having him home again and just as you were about to speed up, he flipped you over onto your back.
You said breathlessly as he sped up, thrusting harder into you, making it impossible for you to keep quiet, as well as him. His forehead rested against yours as he kept moving, his eyes baring into yours and then, they fluttered shut and his movement slowed right down as his mouth hung open, choked moans escaping his lips. He moved off of you slowly, laying on his back next to you as he calmed down. Then he reached his arms out to you, pulling you against his chest.
He said slightly laughing at the situation. You sat up suddenly pouting at him, and he laughed even more and attempted to sit up as well, but you pushed him back down.
“No, no. You’re helping me out until you’re ready to go again.”
You said quickly climbing on top of him, positioning in between your thighs above his head. You saw the smirk on his face as he hooked his arms around your thighs, pulling you down closer to his lips. your hands moved down and gripped his hair softly.
“It won’t take me long, I missed you too much so get ready for an all nighter.”
this gif … I wanna sit on his face
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE GIFS CREDITS TO GIF OWNERS
A/N: As you can see, the more I wrote, the more I got carried away and detailed. Actually, Writing Jungkook’s killed me. Like every time I write something about Jungkook, I start thinking about him and I wanna tell him to swerve because he ain’t my boy but like, he’s too god dam sexy! dw Tae you still the number one like slay me now! Anyway I really hope you all enjoy this! I had so much fun writing it and more requests will be posted soon! Mwah! x
Summary: Y/N wakes up in her boyfriend’s arms and the day begins as it always does, sneaking out of his room, until Tony notices lovebites on shy, quiet Y/N’s neck.
Paring/Characters: SteveRogersxReader, Tony, Bruce, Natasha, Wanda, Pietro, Bucky, Sam
Warning: Implied smutt, fluff
Author’s Note: I was rewatching Ultron and this trash sorta happened. And since I’ve been gone for a while, I’ll be posting some other new stuff this week too.
You lazily blinked your eyes, still swimming between sleep and wakefulness with Steve’s strong arms wrapped around you and his toned body pressed against your small form. He groaned quietly, clearly awake but not wanting to be as he held you tighter. You smiled, snuggling further into his chest, letting his warmth and his touch consume you fully.
You were scrubbing down the tables at Patsy as the dinner rush had finally ended and just as you’d got to your last table you felt someone slowly rub against your back "Oh sorry.” You heard Lip say softly causing you to roll your eyes. He always did little things like this to get your attention by you knew better than to fall into his little games. “Phillip, I will file you for sexual harassment.” You said laughing leaning against the table watching him clean the floor “Why? Don’t act like you don’t like my attention.” He said standing in front of you leaning on the mops handle winking at you “Yeah keep telling yourself that Gallagher.” You said walking away from him and into the back where Sierra was standing with her arms crossed and leg shaking, her relationship with Lip was no secret but you never were one for work gossip. “Can I help you Sierra?” You asked looking at her stance.
“Yeah. What the hell is with your flirting with Lip? He’s off limits.” She snapped at you, if only she knew you didn’t give a shit about anything she had to say “Look, Sierra, if he’s your man control him. I have no interest in him, so relax. Because you’re barking up the wrong tree, don’t forget your son still needs a mother who is in one piece.” You said bumping past her, you were now livid. You come to work to do just that, work not to be caught in a dysfunctional love triangle, you sighed changing out of your uniform just as you were ready to leave you heard Sierra and Lip auguring causing you to roll your eyes and sigh in defeat because if Sierra wasn’t ready to go none of us were “Fuck me man.” You said softly to yourself walking out to try and go home “Do you want her Lip?” You heard Sierra say “What the hell is your problem? We aren’t together, never were. You told me that shit yourself, so why the hell are you acting like this.” You heard Lip say as you sat at the bar stool out of view from them.
“Look if you want to fuck that little whore don’t think you’re coming back to fuck me.” You heard her say and now you were beyond livid just as you were about to defend yourself Lip beat you to it “Watch your fucking mouth. (Y/N) is the kindest person I know, she’s selfless, beautiful and intelligent. She’s is the farthest thing from being a whore, I bet she’s slept with 2 people compared to the 20 you’ve had in your bed. Now let us out so we can go home and I don’t have to hear your shit.” He said slamming his fist on the table “Whatever.” Sierra said unlocking the door watching Lip walk out, you slowly followed not making a sound as Sierra turned her back. You chased after Lip to thank him.
“Yo Phillip Ronan Gallagher! Wait up!” You yelled trying to get his attention, which you succeeded doing yelling out his full name “What’s up.” He said lighting a cigarette in his mouth which you took out as you kissed his cheek. “I wanted to say thank you for defending me back there, it was sweet of you. But don’t think you’re getting anything from me.” You said smiling as you placed the cigarette between his lips carefully.
“You wouldn’t be the girl I knew if you did. Let me walk you home and show you how much of a gentleman I can be.” He said wrapping his jacket around you causing you to laugh “Okay there, let’s not get ahead of yourself Phillip.” You said popping the “P”. “Only you can get away with calling me my first and full name.” He said wrapping his arm around your shoulder.
“Oh I’m so special.” You said leaning your head on his chest as you walked together “You sure are.” He said softly as you both continued to walk in silence.
You walked into the club not knowing what to expect, and then you saw him. Dancing around on the pole in nothing but speedo looking underwear, your jaw nearly hit the floor watching him until his little routine was over. You then moved over to the bar area to order a drink, without getting ID'ed as you’d expected considering Ian was working here. Underaged. “What’s a pretty thing like you doing here?” You heard the bartender ask sliding your drink towards you “You see the guys with the red hair. He’s what I’m doing here.” You said scoffing as your watched some random guy put money down his underwear “Well I hate to break it to you, but he’s gay and a fine girl like yourself can find a fine man.” He said slyly “Oh like who? You? Give me a break. I know he’s gay, that’s not why I’m here.” You said snapping at the bartender who grabbed your wrist while you tried to walk away “Don’t be so cruel baby.” He said kissing your hand as your tried to break free of his grasp.
“Yo. Fuck off, I know damn well she didn’t ask for your attention.” Ian said grabbing your arm pulling you towards him breaking the bartenders hold. “Well I know she doesn’t need your gay asses attention.” He said sneering “Well this girl just so happens to be the only girl I’d turn straight for, so as I said before Fuck off or you won’t like the consequences.” Ian said lowly and you exactly what was happening to him. “Ian come on screw him, let’s go.” You said pushing his chest softly to move away from the bartender, you successfully got Ian to walk away and as you were walking he placed his hand on your ass and flipped off the bartender causing you to laugh. “I would have to say Gallagher gay or not you are a jealous little fire.” You said laughing as you exited the club “Only for my best friend.” He said smiling which caused you to punch his chest “What the hell?” He asked looking at you with wide eyes.
“What the fuck are you doing dancing ! We talked about this shit! You lied to me!” You yelled throwing a sweater and sweats at him from your bag. You watched him get changed and give you his sad eyes “Yeah. No. Not working, you are in the dog house.” You said wrapping your hand around his waist as if nothing happened “I love you (Y/N).” He sang causing you to roll your eyes “Yeah, yeah Gallagher. I love you too bitch.” You said causing you both to laugh as you walked home.
Carl Francis Gallagher:
Prom Night. The night of your teen years that you will never forget, the cliche where that night will be the night you will tells the greatest, craziest stories about your adventures. The dress, hair, makeup, and your date but the only problem you had during your prom experience was getting a date last minute. You planned on going with your best friend Carl but last minute he dropped his promise and told you he was going with his ex Dominique, hearing him say that stung a bit in your heart because you felt like no matter who it was you would always come second place in his heart but as a best friend you smiled and told him that he would be most likely to be prom king. “(Y/N), I got your back hon.” you felt a hand on your back, smiling over at your cousin Caleb who agreed to go to prom after Carl said no. “We’re here.. Ready for this?” he said looking over at the school gymnasium that was now flooding with lights.
You nod getting out of the car trying to stay focused on enjoying your “special” night but the only way the night could be something you’d never forget is if Carl had actually came with you and not cheating ass Dominique. You and Caleb walked into the gymnasium and looked around, music, kids grinding on each other, sweat, and bad decisions filled the room and you slowly began to even regret showing up at all but then you saw him. He was standing across from you with his arm around Dominique laughing at something she had said, you smiled looking at the happiness in his eyes and you didn’t want to bother him tonight because he obviously had his reasons for being Dominique and not you. “May I have this dance?” Caleb said holding out his hand laughing as you gladly accepted it “I would be insulted if you didn’t ask.” you said as a slow dance began to play and you started to dance at an acceptable space for relatives only as you began to dance you noticed a pair of eyes watching you, his eyes, they were cold and hurt and before you could mouthed anything to him he had walked out in a fit “Let him go. I’ll go and talk to him okay, cuz.” Caleb said kissing your forehead.
“Yo Gallagher! What’s your problem? It’s prom you should be enjoying yourself not sulking out here.” Caleb said walking slowly towards Carl who was leaning against a locker “And who the hell do you think you are? How do you know (Y/N)? I know you’re not her boyfriend.” Carl spat out looking over at Caleb you laughed “If I was it would still be none of your business, seeing as you dropped her last minute to be with your cheatin ass ex, so don’t bother pry into (Y/N) business. Cause if you gave a shit about her you wouldn’t have thrown her to the side.” Caleb said now towering over Carl, full of rage. “Caleb! Carl! What the hell!” you yelled running over to the boys pushing them away from each other “Caleb you said you were going to talk to him, not fight him.” you said looking over at Caleb “Yo, you sent this jackass to talk to me. Fuck do you think I am? Your bitch?” Carl said scoffing behind you causing you to slap him across his face. “Caleb get the car started I’ll be right there.” you said your eyes full on Carl,waiting for Caleb to walk down the hallway.
“Carl Francis Fucking Gallagher. Watch who you spent to with your ‘White Boy Carl’ attitude because you know very well that I hate when you do that shit. You want to ditch me for your cheating ass ex that’s cool. You want to fight my COUSIN that’s cool. But you WILL NOT disrespect me in any way, just because I love you doesn’t mean I’ll allow you to disrespect me. Maybe you and Dom really do deserve each other. So you know what Gallagher? Fuck off. Consider this friendship over.” you said stomping off to the car nearly reaching the front door when you felt the cold locker against your open back “You will not walk away from me. (Y/N).. I’ve had so many people taken from me.. but you… you can’t walk away from me.” Carl said softly laying his head in the crook of your neck “You just can’t be with anyone else.. You can only be with me.. (Y/N) you’re mine, you know it, i know it, the school knows it.. I can’t lose you.” he said kissing your cheek softly.
“Then calm the hell down Gal-” you were cut off with Carl’s lips covering your own with a soft kiss “Call me baby, just once before you leave.” he said softly in your ear “It’s time for me to go home baby..” you said quietly looking into his eyes “I have a better idea.. Pizza and movies at my house?” he asked loosing his tie “That sounds lovely.” you said holding his hand as you guys made your way to Caleb’s car “You think kids nowadays would get together easier.” Caleb said as you both sat in the backseat of his car fixing his rearview mirrors “No hard feelings Gallagher? (Y/N) said you were a stubborn kid.” Caleb said with his eyes on the road as Carl began to kiss you neck quietly “Nah, we’re cool.” he said winking at you as you smiled. He wrapped you in his arms pulling you closer to him “It’s a good night so far, but pizza is going to make it SO much better.” he said smiling widely “And taking this crap off.” you said gesturing to your dress “I can help you with that.” Carl whispered in your ear.
“Yeah, in your fucking dreams.” you said laying your head on his shoulders smiling, as the remaining ride was silent, it was a night you truly wouldn’t forget after all.
Pairing: FP Jones x Female Reader (She’s legal, don’t worry)
Summary: Reader has had a crush on FP since being a teenager, but doesn’t act on it until she’s legal
Warnings: Basically just sex, nothing new on my blog
Author’s Note: Please leave some feedback, I love getting feedback!
When she was five, Y/N would always watch her father
throwing on a black leather jacket over his shoulder while her mother begged
him not to go. She would hide behind her bedroom door to watch them argue for
the hundredth time that month. She never understood why her mother was so angry
at her dad; he was only going to work.
A/N: Did y’all really think I wasn’t going to update before i left!? THERE IS ONE MORE PART LEFT. I AM EMO ABOUT IT SO PLEASE DONT ASK WHEN IT WILL COME OUT BECAUSE I AM SO FUCKING EMO ABOUT THIS YOU DONT EVEN KNOW
The door to the coffee shop opened with a bang as the handle of the metal door slammed into the wall behind.
“Sorry!” you heard a familiar voice shout as she made her way through the coffee shop and towards the counter.
You turn around to see Mina slamming her expensive bag down on the counter, and pull up seat. She is staring at you, giving you a look that can only mean one thing. You were in trouble. She waits, folding her hands in her lap as she waits for you to tell her what you hadn’t.
But her short fuse gets the best of her, “When were you going to tell me that Taehyung was back?”
"You’ve been busy.“ you shrug as you try to occupy yourself with the rack of clean dishes in front of you.
"That’s no excuse, Y/N. We’re best friends. We are supposed to tell each other everything,” she hisses.
A glass slams on the counter with a little too much force as you turn your attention to your best friend. She’s staring at you, unsure where your emotions are coming from. It is very rare that you raise your voice to anyone, especially Mina. That was her niche.
A/N: Well Here’s part two with smut, brought to you by popular demand. Jeez, feel free to critique me, its been almost two years since I’ve written a smut and putting sex into words is really difficult. And thanks @pigwidgeonpln for the idea for the end of this fic. Enjoy guys!
Warnings: S M U T, ORAL SEX, UNPROTECTED SEX (whoops). THis is literally just smut.
You walked in and Peter closed the door behind you.
“I can’t even see you, Parker,”
“Would it be too cliche if I were to light some candles?” Peter asked.
“Then what are we waiting for?” Peter asked, moving towards you.
He placed a light hand on your face, and another on your hip. Peter leaned forward and pressed his lips against yours. You parted your lips, allowing Peter to slip his tongue into your mouth. You moved your hand up to Peter’s hair, tangling your fingers in his curls.
Peter began walking towards his bed, forcing you to walk backwards while holding onto him. When your hit the bed, Peter lowered you back onto it.
He lifted his face away from yours, allowing you to scooch back on his single bed. Peter hovered above you, leaning down to kiss you again.
Peter slowly ran his hands up your stomach, lifting your shirt up.
“Can I take this off?” He asked.
“Only if I can take yours off,”
Peter smiled, sitting up so he was straddling you and lifted his shirt over his head, throwing it onto the floor.
You sat up slightly, Allowing Peter to remove your shirt. Peter then made his best attempts to remove your bra. After he struggled for a moment he managed to unclasp it. You let it slip off your arms, and threw it onto the ground with the your shirts.
Once once they off he leaned down to kiss you again. Peter kissed beside your mouth, trailing small kisses until he reached your neck where he gently started sucking. He left one hand on your waist, and used the other to massage your breast. He rolled your nipple in his fingers, ever so slightly pinching it.
You moaned, raking your nails down Peters back. Peter began kneading your breast harder with each moan you let out. You could feel pleasure pulsating through you, right to your core.
Peter slowly began moving his way down your body. Pausing only to nip at your breast.
You felt Peter’s hands on the waist band of your pants “Can I take these off?”
“You know the rules, Parker,” You said.
Peter chuckled. Slowly removing your pants and tossing them on the floor. He stood, and removed both his pants and boxers.
His dick rolled up on to his stomach as soon as his boxers made it to his thighs.
You removed your underwear and tossed them on to the bedroom floor.
“That all for me, Parker?” You ask,
“You know it, darling,”
Peter separated your legs and lied down in between them. He left sloppy kisses up your thigh until he reached your centre. His hands travelled slowly up your thighs,
“Be patient, darling,”
Peter ran a finger though your lips,
“You’re so wet for me, Y/N,”
You moaned as Peter teased a finger in and out of you. He ran his tongue over your clit in small strokes. You moaned and arched your back, running your fingers through Peter’s hair.
“Oh god,” you moaned.
Your body began shaking as Peter ran his tongue back and forth across your clit. Peter slid two fingers into you and began pumping them in and out of you, curling them against your g-spot.
You began moaning louder, grasping his hair, pulling him closer to you.
He licked tight circles over your clit, causing you to begin rocking against his mouth.
“Don’t stop,” you breathed
Peter pressed his tongue down hard on your clit, pushing his fingers into you hard.
You moaned Peter’s name, your walls pulsating on his fingers. As you ran through your orgasm Peter continued to lick at your clit.
You could still feel your orgasm pulsating through you when you pulled Peter’s head away from you, closing your legs, letting your body twitch through your orgasm.
“Fuck,” you muttered.
Peter moved your hands away, and separated your legs once more, licking all the cum that was spilling out of your lips.
When Peter finally pulled his head up, he looked right into your eyes and smiled.
“Way better than the pizza we had,”
You laughed, “It’s your turn, Parker,”
You and Peter switched places so he was now lying on his bed while you straddled his legs.
You gripped Peter’s cock in your hand, running your thumb over the premium dripping out of the tip.
“Fuck,” Peter moaned.
You moved Peter’s legs apart and kneeled in between them.
You wrapped your hand around the base of Peter’s dick as you slowly began sucking on the tip.
“Y/N,” Peter moaned.
You took that as a sign to begin moving your hand faster, taking in more of his dick in your mouth.
Peter slid his hand through your hair, moaning as your began sucking down harder.
You ran your tongue around, and Peter began bucking his hips, desperate for more.
You quickly bobbed your head up and down on Peter’s cock, taking in as much as you could.
You could feel yourself getting wetter with each sound that came out of Peter’s mouth.
Peter’s dick twitched as you ran your tongue over the tip in circles.
Peter balled up your hair in his hand, and you went down on him as hard as you could. He gently pushed your head down, and you began to speed up.
You began to roll his balls in your hand as you continued to go down hard on his cock.
You moaned around his cock, causing his whole body to shudder. You looked up at Peter, his eyes were closed, and he was biting his bottom lip.
Suddenly Peter let out a loud moan as warm cum began shooting into your mouth.
You slowly removed your mouth from Peter’s dick, giving him a minute to cool down.
You moved to lie down next to Peter.
“Damn, Y/N. That was way better than Back to the Future,”
You laughed, placing a light kiss to Peter’s neck.
“I think you should keep kissing me there,” Peter said.
You smiled at him, leaning towards his neck, placing sloppy kisses close to his jawline. You moved your hand down, and began stroking Peter’s dick.
“God, Y/N, you’re so perfect,”
Peter ran his hands up your back, tracing small shapes along your spine.
Eventually you pulled away from his neck, “Fuck me, Peter,”
Peter flipped you on to your back so he was hovering over you. You ran your hands through Peter’s messy curls as he sucked on one of your breasts.
He brought one of his hands down and began massaging your clit with his thumb.
“So wet for me, Y/N,”
You could feel Peter’s dick twitch against your thigh,
“Fuck me, Peter,” you begged.
Peter moved his attention away from your boobs, and down to your vagina. He grabbed his dick, and slowly inched into you. You both moaned at how amazing it felt.
Peter began slowly rocking into you. He kept his fingers on your clit, moving them in small circles.
“Fuck,” you muttered.
You wrapped your legs around Peter, “Harder,” you begged.
Peter began slowly speeding up his thrusts, with each thrust, hitting your g-spot. You raked your nails down his back, surely leaving marks.
Peter kept getting faster, you were moaning like crazy, digging your nails into his back.
He began sucking on your neck, pressing his body tight against yours. His fingers began to speed up, pressing your clit harder with each thrust into you.
“Pete- oh god- i’m gonna come,” You moaned.
You both were thrusting into each other as hard as you could. Peter could feel you clench down on him as your walls came tumbling down, hot come pouring out of you. Peter thrust into you a few more times before pulling out and coming on your stomach.
Peter rolled over so you were both sharing the small space of his bed.
You were both lying there, staring at the bunk above you, breathing heavily.
“Man, you really know how to throw a movie night,” You said.
“And you said May’s away all weekend?”
Peter leaned down and placed a sloppy kiss on your lips.
“Yes she is,”
“I think we should do this every movie night,” you decided.
“Yeah, I think Ned would have something to say about that,” Peter laughed.
Eventually, you and Peter got cleaned up, and ready for bed.
“Hopefully the power’s back on tomorrow,” you said, cuddling up to Peter’s side in bed.
“If not, I think we’ll be able to think of something to do,” Peter smiled and placed a kiss to your forehead.
On Monday, you were standing with Peter at his locker when Ned ran up to you guys.
“Hey guys!” Ned said.
“Hey Ned,” Peter said.
“Did you guys end up doing movie night without me?” Ned asked.
“Yeah, we did,” You answered.
“I heard the storm knocked out the power in all of Queens, How did you guys even watch anything?”
“I had Back the the Future on my laptop,” Peter said.
“Oh,” Ned said.
Peter continued to pull things out of his locker while you and Ned stood and waited for him.
Ned was looking at Peter strangely.
“Peter?” Ned said
“Is that a hickey?” Ned asked.
Peter quickly covered his neck with his hand and turned to look at you with wide eyes.
You laughed, covering your mouth with your hand.
“Oh my god- you guys didn’t watch a movie!”
“Are you two together now? Like are you dating?” Ned continued.
You smiled, “Yes, we are,”
“Finally!” Ned exclaimed.
You rolled your eyes and placed a light kiss on Peter’s cheek.
“So wait, you guys had sex?” Ned whispered, leaning in closer to the two of you.