"Thanks Alex, see you tomorrow Parker" Mj waved as she walked towards her building, Peter hopping into the front with me as we waved back.

"I can't believe you're actually here" he said as we began the journey back home.

"Same, it's almost surreal that I can actual touch you now, rather than dealing with the shitty Wi-Fi connection" I put my hand on his knee affectionately, feeling his hand on top of mine.

"You sounded so much like Voldemort then," he laughed "I can touch you now" he mimicked in a long and drawn-out English accent as I giggled at him.

"Oh my god"

"Also, since when did you get a car? Since when could you drive?"

"Since ages, I learnt back home before I came here the first time, the car was a present to myself. I thought it would make things easier if we ever needed to go anywhere" he hummed, leaning his head back against the headrest and closing his eyes. Bless him. I let him drift off for the remainder of the journey back, knowing he must be knackered.

I parked up using the street parking, switching everything off before turning to Peter. I traced his skin softly, brushing my thumb against his cheek and leaning forward to kiss him softly. He responded after a few seconds, reaching up to hold my face, the soft kiss turning into something more desperate and needy.

I leaned forward to get closer only for my seatbelt to restrict me, trying to find the latch without moving away from Peter, feeling his lips curve undermine whilst his hand brushed through my hair, pulling my head back lightly so the contact was broken.

"Easy Pretty Girl, there's no rush" he promised, placing kissed along my jaw and I felt my heart flutter in my chest. "we've got all the time in the world" I bit my lip as he skimmed the soft skin of my neck, hearing his breathless chuckle.

"Such a tease" I muttered as he moved back, keeping the hand woven in my hair.

"You know you love it" I rose an eyebrow, taking a second to catch my breath and settle my heart.

"I love you, but the way you kiss is definitely an added bonus" he grinned successfully, giving me one last kiss before he left the car, coming around to open my door for me as I grabbed my bag.

"I'm glad you enjoy me" he winked, and I felt my face grow hot despite the eyeroll I gave him.

"Oh my god, thank you" I locked the car behind us, and Peter lead us to the front door, unlocking it with his keycard. "Is May home?"

"uh" he checked his phone, "not for a few hours" he wiggled his eyebrows and I wacked his arm.

"what's happened to you in these last few months," I asked as we stepped into the lift "you've just become very...restless"

"You mean hor-" I covered his mouth with a look.

"This is a family friendly show" he snorted, and I took my hand away.

"Yeah right, can't I enjoy my time with my beautiful girlfriend, who I haven't seen in 3 months?" he leaned back against the railing, his eyes trailing over me. I felt the blush creep up my neck, mirroring him as we met eyes, just staring at each other before the lift pinged, the doors opening. "After you"

I slid out of the lift and walked towards Peter's door, feeling him right behind me the whole time. As soon as the door was shut, he had me pinned against the wall, strong hands on my hips as our lips met.

I pushed back against him, hands travelling up his shoulders to the back of his hair which I pulled at, eliciting a curse as he tilted his head back, giving me the opportunity to pepper kisses along his neck, biting the skin softly as I felt his hands move under my top and across my stomach.

"Do you want to take this off?" I suggested, pulling at the bottom of his jumper, wanting access to the rest of him.

"You're sure about this?" he asked, and I moved back so I could look at him properly.

"Are you?" Peter smiled, reconnecting our lips briefly.

"If at any point- "

"I know, the same goes for you, there's 0 pressure" he chuckled, fighting with his jumper, and throwing it over his head as I did the same, left in my forest green lace bra. He inhaled sharply as his eyes landed on the item, hands trailing up my skin leaving goosebumps in their wake as I bit my lip, loving the way his blown pupils traced every curve of my chest.

"You're so fucking pretty" he breathed, hands caressing the fabric, his thumbs brushing over the peaks of my breasts and my eyes fluttered closed, leaning my head back against the wall whilst he kissed across the skin.

"Peter" I gasped when I felt his teeth graze against me, hands gripping his forearms and I couldn't help but lift my body towards him. He hoisted me up, so my legs were around his waist and carried me over to the sofa, laying me down as he hovered above me.

I brought his lips down to mine and felling them bruising under the pressure, keeping one hand on his face as the other travelled down his chest. I could feel his muscles flexing under my touch which was kind of odd.

"Oh fuck- "I was immediately taken off guard as he grinded against me, my heart race shooting up as I arched against him, nails digging into his side.

"You ready?" I was practically withering under him at this point, staring into his pretty brown eyes, both of us panting.

"Lets-a-go" he burst out laughing as I giggled, leaning his head against my shoulder "sorry, sorry"

"God, I love you"

"I love you too" he kissed me sweetly before sitting up and straddling me so he could undo his trousers.

"Fuck me" I muttered, my hands running down his strong thighs as I stared up at his body, you wouldn't know it from looking at him, but under the oversized hoodies, Peter Parker was fit as fuck. Not that I was shallow enough to love Peter for his looks, he could have a beer belly and I'd still find him sexy as hell. "Did you ever consider modelling?"

"Shut up" he looked away from me and I sat up quickly.

"I wasn't teasing, I promise." I kissed his shoulder tenderly "you're just beautiful" he made a sound, and I trailed my hands up his shoulders to tilt his face to look at me. "My beautiful boy"

"yours" he repeated quietly, his words echoing in the air like a promise, touching our foreheads together. He helped me strip off my jeans, leaving me in my bra and him in his boxers before running to his room to grab a condom and I could feel the butterflies creeping in as I lay beneath him.

"You sure you still want to do this?"

"Yeah, of course I do, I'm just a bit nervous" I admitted, and he brushed back my hair lovingly.

"We can take it slow, whatever you want, okay?" I took a deep breath, nodding.

"Okay, I trust you" I swallowed thickly as he nodded to himself, shuffling out of his boxers, and ripping the condom open with his teeth, throwing away the packet.

I had watched porn before, as most teenagers had, but seeing everything in person, was a lot different. Not in a bad way but in a oh shit this is real way.

"How is that even.." I trailed off as I watched him put on the rubber, thinking of my internals.

"It'll be fine" he reassured me, but also himself, giving me one last look "ready?"

"As I'll ever be" he took a quick breath, focussing on lining everything up before I felt a prodding in my lower regions, trying not to tense.

"Still okay?" I hummed in confirmation, focussing on staying relaxed as I felt it slide in deeper. It was a bit painful and uncomfortable, and I felt the urge to readjust.

"Just- "I held his biceps as I breathed, trying to let my body adjust.

"Does it hurt?" he asked in concern "you want me to take it out?" I shook my head, my eyes closed as my eyebrows furrowed.

"A bit, just give me a second" he stayed still, and I could feel his heart racing. "Does it feel good to you?"

"Yeah, I mean it's warm and...tight?" a chuckle escaped me, and I peered up at him.

"Most women take that as a compliment. Okay, I think you can move?"

"okay" he moved his hips back slowly waiting for a few seconds and moving them forward again. I sucked the air threw my teeth; it wasn't painful just uncomfortable. "Fuck Al, how you feeling?" I could tell he was struggling to keep it at this pace due to how enjoyable he was finding this.

"Getting there, a lot less painful. Maybe you can go a little faster?" the uncomfortable feeling was beginning to feel strangely nice; I could feel every inch of him inside of me as he moved.

"You feel so good" he praised, eyes closed as he breathed heavily, hands digging into the sofa behind my head. Okay, maybe this is what people meant when they said it got better. I could feel the pleasure building inside me and couldn't help but let out a moan. He opened his eyes to look at me happily. "It feels better now?"

"So much better, it's such a weird, mmph, feeling, but good, definitely good" I explained, weaving a hand into his hair.

"Can we go faster?"

"Go for it" his thrusts increased which made us both moan, arching into each other as we kissed with our chests heaving for air. He adjusted slightly so he had easier access and I almost broke there and then, the hand in his hair tightening harshly and I dug my nails into the sofa.

"Fuck shit sorry," I apologised half-heartedly, lost in the pleasure as he hit, what I assumed to be my g-spot, unable to stop the flow of curses that left my lips.

"What just happened?" he asked breathlessly, and I had my eyes squeezed shut, my head buried in his shoulder, his pace had slowed, and I almost cried out.

"don't stop, please don't stop" he responded to my pleads enthusiastically "you're right on my g-spot" he made a sound of realisation.

"If I knew it was going to give that much of a reaction I would've tried to find it sooner" he joked and I laughed, almost choking on my own spit as he brushed against the secret spot once again.

"fuuuuck, I'm not going to last much longer like this" he picked up the pace, hips beginning to snap against mine and he reconnected our lips quickly.

"Hold on for me"

"fuck" I cried, my nails moving to his back as tears leaked out the corner of my eyes. Shit this felt so good. I could feel the pressure building quickly and trying to supress it wasn't working that well. He began to curse as he felt me clench around his member, quickly reaching the level I was on.

"Shit, Al, I'm close"

"Please please" I begged "let go baby, let go" I felt his hips jerk, the pace increasing, and I felt myself fall over the edge, feeling like I was going to black out momentarily. He slowed and I collapsed back onto the sofa, panting tiredly as sweat glistened across my body, melting into the sofa. "Jesus"

"That was amazing" he kissed my forehead as he lay next to me, removing himself from me.

"Yeah, fuck me, that's crazy" he chuckled, brushing my hair off my sweaty head as my eyes fluttered closed.

"I'll run us a bath" he disappeared from my side, and I drifted off to sleep, the mix of jetlag and physical activities taking its toll on my body.