#quinn/peter

[confessions-heartland]

"The lack of Georgie talk is lowkey disturbing. That's still supposed to be their daughter but out of sight out of mind, I guess? Is she okay? Are she and Quinn still together? Even if you can't get Alisha back, Lou and Peter can still talk about her!"

[sanjisprincesss]

Shoutout to the fictional characters who live rent free in my head, paying for nothing but emotional damage.

[kassy-djomunson]

i need these four to become besties or i’ll sue

[alixandra-multifandom-version]

How different marvel and dc characters would hold your face:

Tony stark, loki, bucky Barnes, Bruce wayne, Oliver queen, Dawn Granger, donna troy, Carter Hall

Thor, Clint Barton, Agatha harkness, rio vidal, Jason todd, Arthur Curry, Hal Jordan, Diana prince, Dinah lance,

The joker, poison ivy, harley Quinn, Jason todd, logan howlett, Mystique, Erik Lehnsherr

Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Peter Parker, Peter quill, natasha romanoff, wanda maximoff, bruce banner , dick grayson, Tim drake, Barry allen, John Stewart

[deniable-masterpiece]

them and their gay little poses

[jennipond]

we are so close to seeing The Duo on screen

[parkersjoy]

pb&jj on my mind 24/7

[spideybrie]

my boys my boys my boys

[madcrayola]

" you only watch it for your famous crush "

YES, AND?????

[mimicben]

showing the guy from the 60s cat videos

Johnnys never been more lost

[suzieloveships]

The way Michael Fassbender and James Mcavoy talked about Erik and Charles and how Hugh Jackman and Ryan Reynolds talked about Logan and Wade but also how Josh Brolin talked Wade and Nate and him calling a scene where DP falls balls first on Cable's face a "sex scene" and also Tom Hardy saying that Eddie and Venom "are aligned by the stars, are meant to be"...

I hope Joseph Quinn knows I expect similar energy from him next year if someone ask him about Johnny and Peter relationship while he is promoting Fantastic Four

[babymangosworld]

"Where do you see yourself in five years"

I don't know, how about you ask my future self

[artistcoolpony]

I can't wait for them to meet in the MCU

[kassy-djomunson]

the quad squad

they will save the world. together.

[avengerscompound]

Alligator Loki Infinity Comic (2022) #46

[ghostinboys]

laboratory mishap

summary: your idiot friends got themselves in deep trouble pairing: johnny storm x male reader x peter Parker word count: 1k warning: male reader smut!

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“There’s only one way of fixing this,” Johnny said, shaking his head with eyebrows scrunched in pain. 

Peter looked at you with a mixture of embarrassment and worry. His fingers thudded on the glass table as if playing imaginary piano keys. The two boys looked down on their feet while waiting for your response, the aching tents on their groins making them wince in pain from each step, but the itch was still growing strong. 

“Fine,” you said, standing up from your chair. “I’ll do it.” 

It had been entirely your fault. A few weeks ago a mysterious plant had been sent to your lab for studying. Scientists at the Baxter Building had suspected it to be extra terrestrial, a form of aphrodisiac with its iridescent pink sap. 

Peter and Johnny visited your lab while you were at work, the usual routine since the three of you were friends. They played around with your stuff and accidentally dropped an incubated vial of the sap releasing it as a mist. 

They took you to Johnny’s room on the 31st floor of the building, an extravagant loft filled with trinkets of Johnny’s interests, bands, an electric guitar, books about space and physics. 

“Et voila,” he said, his hands covering his crotch. 

“So—how do we do it?” Peter asked. You sat on the edge of Johnny’s king sized bed, the soft cotton sinking you in, blood rushing to your cheeks. The two boys hurried to your side, their breaths erratic and warm against your cheeks. 

“Maybe we should—uhm,” You said, smoothing your sweaty palms on your linen trousers. “Kiss first?” 

“Yeah—of course,” Johnny said. “Parker do the honors?” he gestured. 

Peter cleared his throat and brushed his hand through his hair. Cradling his cheeks, you slowly pressed your lips against his. He wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you in for a deeper kiss. It was soft and gentle, but each time you tried to grasp for air he would pull you in back as if he wanted to stay like that longer. 

“Hey buddy, my turn,” Johnny said, his warm hand resting on your lower back. 

You took Johnny’s lips, they were soft and more warm. By the way he moved and placed his lips and tongue you could tell who was more experienced. He was more eager and chaotic, his hands moved from your waist and reached under your shirt. His fingers were like candle wax dripping on your skin. 

Johnny grabbed Peter’s arm and placed it on your thigh, his head invading the space you and Johnny shared. Peter kissed your nape with small pecks. He caressed your clothed cock with languid strokes, eliciting a wanton gasp. 

The other boy chuckled in between kisses, his mouth falling to your neck. Both of them licked and sucked on your delicate skin while their hands went busy touching and caressing your weakest points. Your waist, your abdomen, your nipples, and your sex. 

Johnny unfastened his belt and pulled out his erection, his thick cock ached red and leaked with pre-come. You stroked it willingly, the skin much warmer. He moaned, arms stretched behind him for support. More liquid released from his tip, it was slippery on his cock making your strokes more pleasurable. The boy cursed and moaned your name, edging you to go faster. 

Peter pulled you back for a kiss, undoing his pants as well. He was more shy, pausing and waiting for you to initiate before letting you take out his cock. It was longer and more pink than red. 

You asked them to stand in front of you. The two boys stood in attention, both their clothes discarded. From the heat of the moment you took a moment to look at them. Your two very attractive–very hot–well endowed friends. 

While stroking their cocks, you noticed the difference in their build. Despite being almost the same height, Peter was leaner and more hairy, there was a bit of hair on his chest and abdomen that trailed to his cock, whereas Johnny was more muscular and broad. 

The voices inside your head were like a group of workers hurdling in an office fire. The good side was asking you about the morality of the situation, these are your best friends this could ruin your friendship! Or the bad side, that echoed your deepest sentiments, so what? These are the hottest guys you could ever be with. 

You looked at them with beady eyes, each hand preoccupied. Closing your eyes you embraced your desires and sucked on Peter’s cock. He let out an exasperated gasp which quickly turned into moans. His hand resting on your head as he guided each bob of your throat. 

The sounds of your mouth and whimpers were joined by the sounds of their mouths sloppily making out above you, Johnny’s hands pulling on Peter’s hair as he stroked his own leaking cock. 

A loud pop rang through the room as you gasped for air, spit all over your chin and Peter’s cock. You continued to stroke it while you moved on Johnny’s. With lips swollen and throat aching you still gave him the best you could provide. He was girthier so your jaw had to adjust, you licked and sucked on the head to compensate. 

“Shit—you’re so fucking good taking that cock,” Johnny moaned. “How didn’t you bust immediately, Parker?” 

“With a fuck ton of self-control,” Peter said. 

Johnny pulled his cock and bent down to meet your face. He left one more aching kiss. “Can we move to the bed? I kinda want to fuck now.”

Peter rolled his eyes but you followed Johnny’s request. Peter sat against the bed frame with you in between his legs focusing on sucking his cock. With your back arched and your ass up, Johnny placed a wet kiss and toyed his tongue on your hole. 

With one swift movement, Johnny sheathed his wet cock inside your hole. Peter silenced your breathless moans with a kiss, fingers buried in your hair. Johnny thrusted deep until your ass met the skin of his crotch, you gasped and clutched onto Peter’s shoulders for support. He whispered sweet nothings cooing your pleasure. 

“Fuck—Parker he feels so fucking good,” Johnny moaned, rocking his hips in and out of you. Peter stroked your hardness, matching Johnny’s pace. The unison of pain and pleasure drove you closer and closer to a madness you could not explain. Each nerve in your body sending shocks of gratification that made you leak onto Peter’s fingers. 

You tried to silence your moans by sucking Peter’s cock, but the sounds leaked like the come lubricating your cock. Johnny’s pace became more needy and erratic, his chest against your back with an arm wrapping your torso. You moved forward and back, planting your throat on Peter’s cock. 

The synergy of your movements made the act more spiritual. There were three bodies in sync as you all reached your climaxes. Peter fucked your mouth with vigor, your eyes welling with tears, your cheeks warm to touch. Johnny grunted and moaned as he fucked harder, his pace becoming erratic.

Peter’s legs start to writhe, his toes curled up while his face scrunched up trying to regulate his overwhelmed senses. “Fuck—I’m so fucking close,” he moans “I can’t—I can’t hold it any longer.”

You felt the same, your knees and elbows were weak, your neck and jaw ached. Johnny readied for release, his grip on your waist was set, his thrust became strong and slow, one beat at a time. At the last tick of the clock the three of you reached your peak, come shooting all over yourselves. 

Johnny shuddered and draped all over your back. The two of you collapsed on the mattress, sweaty and breathless. After a few minutes he was quick to get a towel and clean you up, you were cuddled next to Peter, your arms laced together. 

“I can assure that we all enjoyed ourselves despite the mishap,” Johnny said, wiping off the spit and cum from his cock. 

“Ya’ll are never allowed to enter my lab again,” you said. 

“Damn, we had always wanted to fuck you in your lab,” Peter said, snickering. You were dumbfounded. “What? You seriously don’t know we’ve had the biggest crush on you?”

“I think we need to jog his memory a bit,” Johnny said, slipping a finger inside your hole.

End.