Can you maybe do something where Peter loves the reader’s thighs or her butt? Like he lies on them or sum all day just vibing💃

we covered titties, now we're moving onto butts

—clearing out my inbox: peter parker—

"You remember Lily?" You ask, rolling on your stomach as you open your laptop, quickly typing in your password as Peter shrugs off his sweater.

"The girl that has been sleeping with your boss?" Peter remembers, shaking his head as he pulls off his socks, chucking them in the laundry basket.

"Yep," you laugh a little, craning your neck to look at him, "she got pregnant."

"She what?!" Peter gasps, genuinely interested in your boss's fuck up as he moves onto the bed, his knees digging in the mattress as he leans over you to grab his phone from the bedside table. "Isn't your boss engaged?"

"Married." You correct him, turning your attention back to your laptop, finishing up the power point presentation that you're supposed to present in the meeting tomorrow.

"Holy shit." Peter bites back a laugh, grabbing the back of your thighs as he pushes himself in between your legs, patting your butt. "I know I shouldn't be laughing but it's kind of his fault."

"Yep." You giggle as Peter caresses her butt, his fingers curling around the waist band on your booty shorts. "Peter."

"What?" He whines, laying his head on your butt, his curls tickling the strip of naked skin below your tank top that was riding up your back. "You're warm."

His cheek is smushed against your butt as he scrolls through his phone. He pats your butt when you shift under him, trying to get comfortable.

"Stop moving." Peter groans, grabbing your waist in order to still your movements.

"Stop sleeping on my butt." You retort but he huffs, squeezing your waist.

"But I like it this way."

"You're obsessed." You laugh as Peter lets out an annoyed huff, smacking your butt to make a point.

"Maybe I am." He shrugs, rubbing the spot he just smacked as you feigned a scandalous gasp, rolling your eyes.

"No spanking when I am working." You push off his hand, narrowing your eyes at him playfully. "We talked about this."

"I can't believe you are the same person who I had bent over my knee just last night." Peter chuckles, giving your butt a light smack as your cheeks heat up in embarrassment. You swat his hand away, your shy smile plastered on your face as Peter catches your wrist. "Guess I'll just keep the spanking for when we're fucki—"

"Yes, you should." Peter let's go off your hand as you bite the inside of your cheek, turning your attention to your laptop. "Cheeky bastard."

"Y/n." Peter gasps, placing a hand over his heart, faking hurt. "You let this cheeky bastard woo you into bed last night—"

"Peter—"

"—and you let him spank your cute little ass."

"Parker, I swear to god." You slap his hands away from you, your cheeks burning as you look away from him.

"Aww, is someone angry?" Peter pouts petulantly, squeezing your ass. "You were definitely not running that mouth of yours last night. All I remember is you counting the amount of times I spank you—"

"Peter!"

Giving Peter a lot of hickeys and he shyly asks if you can teach him how to do that cause he wants to give you the same pleasure you gave to him 🥺

why do these concepts always make me like.. really soft? he’s so cute man

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you like to kiss peter all over, and you don’t mind leaving a few hickies behind. neither does peter. he thinks it’s so hot. you’d expect him to be all shy about it, but he actually loves it. it’s a different way for you to show each other off.

your lips trail off to his neck like they usually do when you make out, but peter stops you this time. “wait, y/n?” his hands squeeze at your waist to get your attention. you pull back, slightly out of breath. “yeah?” “i was wondering if you could... teach me how you do that,” he admits quietly. “you mean give you a hickey?” you’re clearly amused, smirking and shifting in his lap. peter nods.

“i’ve never done it for you before. thought i could try.” you lick your lips and sit up more. “i’ll tell you what to do. first, kiss me.” peter easily presses his lips to yours, already swollen from earlier. your legs are on either side of him now. he moves his hands down to your hips, then your ass. he cups it in his hands, you moaning into the kiss. “you...” you pull away for a second. “can kiss me somewhere else when you’re ready.”

he looks up at you before starting to kiss down your neck. his lips move slowly, taking time on each spot. he stops when he finds somewhere that makes your breath hitch. “is this a good place?” he mumbles, brushing a finger over the side of your neck. “y- yeah. that’s good.” your voice comes out raspy. peter gives it more attention, pressing small kisses that tickle all around it. his hands are still on your ass. you throw your head back, which gives him more room.

“do i just...” he starts to suck on the spot. you grab his shoulders. “harder.” he does as you say, his lips on your skin drawing out another moan from you. it’s already red when he stops. you can’t imagine what it could look like in the morning. “was that good?” peter asks softly. “it always feels good when you do it.” “i liked it. you should give me another.” you rest your forehead against his. he chuckles to himself and tugs at your pants. “gonna need you to take these off.”

Image peter is playing with readers pussy 🥵

“Let me finish reading the chapter.” Peter hushed you, as you groaned and rubbed your pantie clothed pussy against his thigh.

“Y/n.”

“I’m so wet Peter.” You whine, burying your face in his neck, sighing shakingly.

“Christ.” Peter bit his lip. “Fine take em off.” Peter said, you instantly kicked your panties off. You bit your lip as Peter sat up agaisnt the headboard, patting the space between his legs. You instantly sat, until Peter made you turn and face him. Your legs resting around his hips as Peter pulled you closer. Licking his fingers, he spread open your pussy.

“Fuck baby, you weren’t lying.” Peter groaned at the sight of your dripping cunt. Peter had to finish the chapter for school though, so holding the book in one hand, his other rubbed your pussy. Fingers going into your pussy lips, rubbing your clit in quick circles, your hips grinding up, only to have Peter stop until you calmed. He went back to rubbing your clit.

“Oh god.” You fell back, resting on your elbows head tilted back, breasts pushing up as Peter continued to rub your clit, teasing your hole, before going back up.

Peter could barely focus with your pants and moans and the squirming, his eyes flickering up to you every five seconds, his cock twitching in his sweats at your sweaty naked figure.

“Peter, ohmygod—“ you moan as Peter slips two fingers in, pumping them inside you, curling them and earning a high pitched moan. You panted his name repeatedly. Your back arching like crazy as Peter rubbed your clit with his thumb.

Peter’s eyes were now locked on you, watching as you moved your hips up with his hands, your cheeks and body flushed. Your cunt dripping down his hand as your breasts stood up perky. Your thighs shook, only to have Peter pump his fingers faster, your moans were strangled, until you were shaking and hips stuttering and walls clenching around his fingers.

“Fuck—“ Peter groaned as he pumped you through your organs only to have you gasp and thrust up, squirting onto the cover of Peter’s book, shirt and sweats.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck—“ you panted as Peter kept pumping, moving closer to have you squirt on his face. You shivered as you tried to close your legs but Peter was pushing them open, book forgotten, as his other hand rubbed your clit relentlessly and finger pumping and curling, you were screaming at this point, tears trickling down your cheeks as more cum came shooting out.

“Peter Peter I cant—I can’t—“ you panted, hands between your legs pushing his hands away from you, Peter let his hands smooth over your thighs as you shook. His body dipping down to kiss your lower stomach, slowly moving between your legs to smooth his tongue over your sensitive pussy.

You sighed, shaking as he made contact. Body resting on the bed, Peter kissed your cunt. Before going up, wiping the dry tears and kissing your cheeks.

“Books covered in you, guess I can’t read anymore. Can you take it?”

sleepy baby peter anon again!!! the image of him clinging to you as you rifle through your locker SENT me omg so sweet. 🥺and like i can imagine too if this is a scenario where you don't know he's spiderman and like reprimanding him for staying up like "peter i get building lego models is fun but you can't be losing track of time this bad and not getting any sleep!!" or "i'm always willing to help you study!! i don't want you pulling all nighters like these!!" and he's nervously just (1/2)

ok i know this wasn’t a request but you know i have to do it 😔🥺

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“jesus, man, you look like hell.”

“thanks, i love a supportive girlfriend.” peter pouts, playfully moving his face away from your grabby hands until you frown at him.

relenting, he lets himself sink into your embrace, pressing you against the wall right next to your locker. he can’t help but sigh when one of your hands cups the back of his neck, fingers combing through his curly hair, while your other one soothingly moves up and down his back under his midtown jumper.

“you need to be more mindful of your sleep schedule, bub.” you mumble, moving your head so he can freely press open-mouthed kisses to your jaw and neck. “what if you faint or something? i’d get a heart attack and ned would jump off a cliff.”

snorting, peter squeezes his arms around your waist. “yeah, ned’s in love with me for sure.”

he expects you to giggle at his jokes, or at least give him one of your breathless chuckles, but you stay silent. peter pulls away and cups your face in his palms, his thumbs running accross your cheeks.

“what’s wrong, pretty girl?”

“i’m serious, peter. i don’t want to imagine what can happen if you keep not taking care of your health.” the corners of your lips dip down, and you look so small and worried in his embrace that it breaks his heart.

“nothing’s going to happen to me, baby,” he whispers, pursing his lips to kiss the tip of your nose the way he knows you love. “but i promise, i’ll start going to sleep early. not just for you, but for my health, okay?”

you nod after a beat, hesitant, and he squishes your cheeks, laughing at your expression. “good, because building lego spaceships with ned until midnight isnt worth it.”

moving up on the tip of your toes, you capture him in a kiss, enjoying the way his arms cascade down your sides to burrow in the backpockets of your jeans. peter smirks against your lips when you moan after a particularly rough squeeze of your ass.

he pulls away with one last kiss between your eyebrows, lingering and moving with a loud, wet smack.

“ew, you kiss like my aunt helen after she started going on hormone pills.”

the gasp he lets out is entirely over-dramatic and you live for it. “i bet i wouldn’t hear this slander from ned.”

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💦 Saeyoung eating out his girlfriend? 👀 (Love your writing btw)

With Saeyoung as your boyfriend, there was never a dull moment in your relationship. That included the sex, it was amazing and you really couldn't imagine yourself with anyone but him at this point. Unfortunately, his job was time consuming and you had chores to do which meant you never got much intimate (or alone) time. In times you did get alone, neither of you wasted it.

Now was one of those times, you were sat on the edge of the bed with your legs spread for Saeyoung. He was on his knees infront of you, smirking at your desperate and needy face. "You're so adorable, MC~" He cooed, stroking the inside of your thigh.

You glared at him, still catching your breath from the intense make out session you had just participated in. "Stop teasing me, Saeyoung!" You hissed, leaning back on your hands and waiting for him to make his first move.

He leaned down, kissing the inside of your upper leg. "So impatient." He observed, rubbing the spot on your thigh where he had created the largest hickey. "Or is it desperation?" He asked, looking up at you. "I wonder..."

His head dipped down, his face meeting your sex and giving it a soft kiss. You let out a heavy breath, not satisfying the man between your legs. He tutted, shaking his head at the sound. "You're too quiet, babygirl." He told you before delving into your heat.

You gasped at the contact, feeling his tongue push past your folds. He began to lap up all your juices, his tongue pushing at all the right places as it moved around your sex in an almost desperate manner. He was still gentle with you, prodding and poking at your nub.

The louder you got, the more encouraged he became. He was using swift and fluid motions that made you cry out his name in bliss. Your hands curling themselves in his red hair, increasing your grip as he ate you out.

You tried to get more friction on your most sensitive area, attempting to push your thighs together. This earned you a deep growl from Saeyoung who pushed you apart and brought himself closer to your entrance.

He licked a bold stripe up your pussy, his name falling from your mouth so effortlessly as he did so.

"S-Saeyoung, I'm.. I'm.." You could finish your sentence, Saeyoung suddenly beginning to suck your clit in an a successful attempt to get you to finish. "Saeyoung!"

You came hard, all of it going straight into your boyfriends mouth. He dragged you through your orgasm, continuing to suck at your entrance. The feeling of his tongue on you as you came made your moans increase in volume. You were sure everyone in close proximity could hear you, probably deeming you a whore in that moment. You didn't care though, eyes rolling to the back of your head in pleasure as you finished.

You fell back against the bed, trying to regain your breath as Saeyoung stood up with a smirk on his face. "That was fucking hot."

Hi! Can i request Saeyoung and MC spending first morning together~

For some reason, on this particular morning, you’d awoken far earlier than you usually do. Maybe it’s the sunlight streaming into the bedroom, maybe it’s the chill of the winter weather, or maybe it’s the strange addition to your routine–that being a boy with vermilion hair and light freckles scattered across his features. 

When you first opened your eyes, you couldn’t believe it. You thought that the previous night was a dream, something your brain had concocted to help you sleep happily. But from the clothes strewn across the room and the boy sleeping not a foot away, you knew your memories were real.

A smile spreads across your face, but then it fades. Your body freezes, refusing to move or risk a chance of waking your companion. You’ve never had someone else to wake up to. There’s never been anyone important enough to stay the night, let along greet in the morning. You’ve never had to do any of the things you do in the morning when you have someone sleeping next to you, someone you care about, someone you might even love.

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Hey! This is momo haha, can I request silent night? Don’t worry, I am working on your rent!

I know Christmas was last week, we have to wait another whole year haha but I still want to finish these, I think the prompts were really soft or at least that’s how I feel. Fluff fluff and more fluff. 

@god7072therescue I hope you like this, thank you for your request  ❤️ ❤️

Saeyoung - Silent Night

The party was a success – Saeyoung played pranks on Yoosung, Saeran helped you decorate cookies and the dinner Jumin’s chefs provided was delicious. Zen sang carols and any song Jaehee requested, Vanderwood, V and Jumin amused everyone when you played charades.

You had fun, of course you did, spending time with the people that matter the most to you and seeing Saeyoung smiling makes you happy.

But when all the noise is gone and people have made their way back home or camped in your living room, you get to enjoy a moment that only belongs to you and the one you love.

“Everyone seemed tired, I hope they’re able to rest.” You sit on the bed, already wearing your pjs.

Saeyoung doesn’t answer, he lies next to you, his head on your lap. “Yes, it’s perfect.” He looks up at you and smiles. You brush the hair away from his forehead and squeeze his nose lightly, it’s cold and you giggle. He closes his eyes feeling your soft fingers, your feathery touch lingers even when you move your hands away, one goes to his hand on his chest finding his fingers to intertwine with yours.

“Did you see how happy Saeran looked?” He opens his eyes to find yours. Your thumb moves to trail under his lower lip, a little smile on his lips.

“I did, he and everyone enjoyed the party. I’m glad, you worked so hard.”

“Ah, well, everything was perfect because you’re with me, MC.” He holds your hand and kisses your fingertips. He stays still staring back at you.

You’re amazed – hours earlier he was jumping around with the energy of a fireball but now he’s calm, peaceful.

When the noise and the people are gone you get to see this side of him, he allows you to witness his vulnerable state. Because here in your arms he feels safe, taken care of and cherished, and it’s not like the others are unaware of this soft peaceful side of him, but being his lover has its perks.  You laugh at your own thoughts.

“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” He asks.

“Nothing.” You shake your head.

“I heard you singing a song earlier when you were baking… can you sing it to me?”

“Eh?!? No haha you know I don’t sing… and it was just… ah..” Your face is as red as his hair.

“C’mon, baby, it was pretty and I like the lyrics, and the way you sing it… your voice.”

“Okay but close your eyes or I’ll be too embarrassed haha.” He hums closing his eyes. You trail the shape of his eyebrows and nose, your fingers caressing his face like he’s the most precious treasure, and he is, to you he’s the one you love.

“Silent night, holy night… All is calm, all is bright”

His lips curl up forming a sweet smile, the melody somehow makes everything feel peaceful.

“Holy infant so tender and mild…”

You’re like an angel, his angel.“Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly…”

He’s almost asleep by the time you’re done singing, your beautiful voice and your fingers brushing his hair calm his breathing, his always-running-mind. But he sits up and hugs you, bringing you down so you’re lying facing each other.

“MC, you’re my heaven, the place I can be at peace, that’s who you are to me.”

You hold his face with both hands. “You’re everything to me, Saeyoung. You’re the noisy laughter but also the peaceful silence. I love you.”

“I love you, MC. I love you so much… the song is about a miracle right?” He asks, his eyes never leaving yours, you nod. “Maybe I like it so much because I believe in miracles, a miracle gave me my brother back, a miracle led me to you.”

His lips are soft and warm, he kisses you and holds you close all night. He prays that he gets to spend a lot more of peaceful silent nights with you.

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