independent portrayal of peter parker.
primarily lewd and taboo.
literate, descriptive and open to any plots.
not following any specific canon from movies or comics. more just a mesh of everything.
He's being so good, it's the first time he could actually somewhat control that urge for release. One overzealous move from her and Peter wouldn't be able to hold back any longer.
He's writhing in her lap, the slow build to relief shows every warning sign.
โโ
It's heightened sensitivity that plays such a role in how responsive he's become.
On top of her fingertips toying with the head of his cock, it brings peter's stifled breathing out.
"Oh god, god it feels so nice . ."
He's making a total mess in her hand and he hasn't even โ
He's not felt like this in god knows how long. Touch starved as can be when that leaking continues, coating her fingers in his precum.
"Okay-."
A shy, weak response. His thighs twitch shut, hips pushing towards her fingertips.
โ i love you too. โ
sheโs leaning back again now, looking down at the mess heโs already making around her fingers.
โ i need you to hold it in as long as you can, okay ? โ
she lets his fingernails graze his cock, slowly, yet rhythmically.
Pants, boxers slide down past his hips. Throbbing length slips out, fully stiff within her hand. The tip just barely pokes out past her knuckle.
"I love you.."
He's coming undone, precum leaking from the tip.
she canโt help but smile at his pleading, which was surely noticeable in her voice right after.
โ take them off for me, okay ? โ
whispered into his ear. it would be far more comfortable for both of them without the fabric.
It's beautiful to trust her more than anyone in the world. That need for her soft touch can always make him feel better.
She really is an angel, even in a moment like this one. Member pulses within her hand, Peter grabbing at her wrist.
He can't help himself in wanting her โ