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Caught In Their Webs Part Four

I'm finally continuing the series.... No seriously, if anyone still wants to read this here it is. I fell out of the fandom for a while when it was messing with my mental health a bit. But here is Part Four, and it's time for TASM Peters love! (Canon divergence)

...This is also not Beta'd and I am not that great at writing. But still, please enjoy.

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With the other two Peter Parkers out hunting green goblin. TASM Peter is tasked with keeping you safe. But how can you even begin to handle the fact the Green Goblin is hunting you down when you're falling in love. You know you've been completely in love with your world Peter Parker but ignore your feelings because of MJ's relationship with Peter. But after sleeping with older Peter your mind is rocked. Trying to deny these budding feelings for the oldest Peter you can't help but feel your heart flutter around the tall and shy Peter. But you're not crazy enough to be in love with all three... Right???

Word Count: 4000+

Andrews!Peter= Peter Toms!Peter= Parker Tobeys!Peter = Pete

You shifted uncomfortably in chair you were sitting on. After your universe's Peter or Parker as he was temporarily designated got back to your apartment you were given little time to pack as much as you could in a backpack and dip out of your apartment. The three spider boys all agreeing that since Green Goblin knew your name, it would be too dangerous to stay in the apartment leased under your name. Which led you to Ned's grandmothers house where you were currently sitting at the table on a horribly uncomfortable chair.

MJ and Ned sat by your sides, while the three Peters were all anxiously discussing plans over the table. MJ and Ned were talking too, but you heard nothing but a slight buzzing noise in your ears. Overwhelmed with a pit of dread, anxiety, fear.... and guilt.

"Y/N!" You jolt as someone shouts your name. You glance up quickly to see everyone at the table staring at you with concern.

"We said your name like a hundred times dude... You weren't answering" MJ states softly, hand coming up to your shoulder as she looks at you with concern.

You smile weakly. "Sorry, I must have zoned out. What were you guys saying?" you question softly as you turn to face the rest of the group. Everyone's eyes on you.

"We were talking about the plan... But I'm assuming you didn't hear the any of it?" Parker questions softly, looking at you slightly exasperated.

Glancing up at him, you shake your head with a feeble smile. "N-No, I'm sorry." You sigh heavily, "But I'm listening now... So, what's the plan?"

Pete smiles at you gently, "You are going to stay here until we figure this out. Someone will be with you constantly to keep you safe. Your universes Peter... Parker is going to find Doctor Strange and tell him what's going on," Pete says gesturing to Parker. "While I will patrol the streets, this is my Green Goblin were facing, and I have defeated him before. I have the best shot at getting him," Pete explains, standing from his seat across you on the table before slapping a hand onto the tall shy Peter's shoulder. "Which means Peter here is going to stay with you and keep you safe," Pete grins at you.

You glance at the tall boy, your eyes connecting briefly before his eyes drop and he glances down shyly a feeble smile on his lips. Your mine briefly flashes back to your encounter this morning, where Peter found you and Pete in a compromising position. A blush warming your cheeks as you glance down at the table nervously.

Unbeknownst to you Parker tenses as he watches this interaction, jaw clenching as he glares at Peter with a questioning look. An action that doesn't go unnoticed to MJ sitting next to you, who is watching her boyfriend with an analytical expression.

The tension between both parties is broken when Ned's grandmother suddenly bursts into the room holding a plate of cookies and placing them on the table without a word. Before shuffling back into the kitchen mumbling something about needing lots of milk.

Pete smiles grabbing a cookie and shoving it in his mouth. "Well, let's go save the day," he mumbles through a full mouth.

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Two hours later you find yourself being led into a tiny guest room by Ned, with Peter hovering awkwardly in the door. The room is small, a double bed with a bedside table. An ugly floral print sheet on the bed, and a matching flower designed lamp on the bedside table.

"Yea, it isn't much. But it's the only spare room," Ned says awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. "But don't worry, its super clean. My grandma keeps a clean house," He grins at you toothily, which earns a chuckle from Peter behind me.

"It's fine Ned... This is great" you smile at him awkwardly, before walking over to the bed and collapsing back onto it with a huge, defeated sigh.

"I'll leave you to it then. See you tomorrow morning," Ned says cheerily, walking out of the room and past Peter who is still hovering in the doorframe.

You lay there for a moment more feeling absolutely exhausted. Before you sit up abruptly, startling Peter who jolts away from the doorframe. Standing alert, he stares looks at you with shock.

"Wait, this is the only spare room?" you question loudly. You turn and face Peter, who is still looking at you in alarm. "Where are you gonna sleep?" You question worriedly.

Peter relaxes then, a soft smile gracing his features as he looks at you softly. "Don't worry, I'll be on the couch," he says fondly. "And I'll be just downstairs if you need me," he grins shyly, leaning against the doorframe again.

You stare at him stunned for a moment, distracted by how handsome and sexy he looks leaning against the door like that. Before shaking your head softly, clearing your thoughts. "You can't take the couch. I'll take the couch," you say firmly. "You need to be well rested before you fight," you state with a frown, head shaking in worry.

"Oh no. No way I'm going to let you have the couch " Peter says with a frown. Standing he crosses his arms across his chest looking at you with a stern expression. You go to speak again before he cuts you off, "You can fight me as much as you want, I am not gonna let you sleep on that couch!" he says defiantly, looking at you with determination.

You both stare at each other intensely for a moment. Before you shrug at him, a smug expression flitting over your face as you stand from the bed. Peter looking at you warily, wavering at your sudden confidence.

"Well, if you won't take the bed. I won't take the bed. And if you won't let me take the couch, then I guess I'll just have to stay on the floor," you shrug with a grin, as you begin to sink onto the floor. Peter jumps in alarm at this, rushing over to you and pulling you back up by the shoulders.

"No. Please," he sighs as he hoists you back onto the bed, arms holding your shoulders. Shaking his head with a frown he looks down at you with his big brown eyes. "Please. Please just sleep on the bed... For me," he whispers out softly, giving you the best puppy dog eyes you've ever seen.

You bite your lip harshly, as you start to lose all resolve. You stare into his eyes, willing yourself to not give in, but find yourself unable to look away from those beautiful eyes. Glancing down at his lips quickly, you look back into those soft eyes and let out a big sigh before looking down at your lap.

Peter smiles victoriously then, briefly thinking his has won. Before you glance back up into his eyes, a pout on your lips as you give him the biggest puppy dog eyes you can. Your E/C eyes shimmering, as you stare at him pleadingly.

"Fine I won't take the couch. If..." You start to say, pouting up at him as you grip his forearms from where they still hold your shoulders. "If we both take the bed?" you whisper up at him, nerves suddenly filling your stomach.

Peter tenses suddenly, looking at you with shock. His hands gripping your shoulders tightly. You glance up at him worriedly, worried you had overstepped your bounds.

He stands up straighter, removing his arms from your shoulders. Before scratching his neck nervously. You bite your lip harshly, about to speak up and retract your statement before Peter speaks.

"Ok," he says with an anxious smile, shuffling on his feet gently.

Your heart flutters, face flushing as you feel suddenly extremely aware of the situation.

"Yea, ok. That uh... Thats good then," you say with a soft smile, turning to the side to hide the blush forming on your face.

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Later, the two of you are laying rather stiffly next to each other on the bed. The bed is rather small for two people and Peter is pressed as far away from you as possible. It also certainly doesn't help that the handsome boy sleeps shirtless.

In that moment he feels so close yet so far away. You can feel the heat radiating from your side. All you would need to do is shift a inch or so to the left and you could press yourself against his bare, hot... chiselled... defined chest. 'Snap out of its YIN!' you think to yourself, shaking your head in attempt to clear your head of sinful thoughts.

In the dark you nervously glance over, finding his figure in the dark. He's lying flat on his back breathing steadily, but he looks rigid and tense. You can't help but think he looks very uncomfortable.

"Peter? Are you awake?" you whisper out softly.

"Yea," Peter whispers softly, shifting slightly when you speak.

"Can I ask you something?" You question with a whisper.

"Yea" he replies, head turning on his pillow to face you.

At first, you want to comment on how uncomfortable he looks while sleeping. "Earlier, when you caught me with Pete. Why did you look at me like you were... Sad?" You blurt before you even register what you're asking.

Peter tenses suddenly, seeming to hesitate. Before he can speak however you cut him off. "Oh I mean. You were probably just uncomfortable right? I mean, because I was with another Pete and i.."

"Hey, I um. I wasn't uncomfortable," Peter cuts of your rambling suddenly, shifting closer to you on the bed. "I just... It's hard to explain." he says nervously, a hand coming up to your cheek, brushing a hair behind your ear.

"I'm a good listener?" you state softly, cheeks flushing as he brushes your hair behind your ear. He lets out a soft sigh at your statement, bringing his hand in-between you as he shifts on to his side to face you. You mimic his movements, turning onto your side to face him.

"Well, I had a YIN in my universe as well." He states nervously, hands fiddling with the bedsheet.

"You did" you whisper out questioningly. You had some suspicions based on how the two other dimension Petes had treated and looked at you. But it was alarming to hear out loud.

"Y-yea." He begins, seemingly nervous. "My YIN was my best friend. She was there for me for as long as I could remember. And she was there for me when... When Gwen..." He sniffles slightly, choking on his words. You bring a hand up, grabbing his in your own softly.

He sighs, grabbing your hand tight in his, squeezing it tightly. "Well, YIN was there for me when Gwen died. She was my rock, and one day she... she told me she had feelings for me..." He whispers out, my hand gripping his hard at the news. "And I. I didn't react well... I pushed her away, I yelled and screamed. I told her I didn't feel the same... And I ended up pushing her out of my life completely. We haven't spoken since." He whispers out, crying softly at his confession.

"Oh wow, Pete... That's a lot" you whisper out, bring your free hand up to his face to wipe the tears from his cheeks.

"I hated how I reacted; I was just so upset... All I could think about was Gwen. I regretted it instantly." He sniffles, leaning into your hand on his face. "I was too ashamed to ever find her again... But the worst part is. I loved her as well." He sighs softly, closing his eyes as he brings a hand up to cup your hand on his face. His other hand intertwining your fingers on the bed. "Seeing you and Pete together. It gave me a sense of what I could've had if I wasn't so..." he says softly, eyes opening again to peer at you.

You'd moved closer during his story, your body flushed against his. Moving your softly hand down his cheek, you bring your thumb to his lips. "You... You could still have that, Peter. You can find your YIN, reconcile," you say breathily, pressing your chest against his.

"I can't" he sniffles out, crying a little harder. "She moves on. She's happily married now with kids. I can't be in her live" he whispers while stroking your hair softly.

"I'm sorry you lost your chance Peter, I'm sorry that this happened to you" you say, your other hand unlatching from his grip as you cup his cheeks with both hands. "But... you can always have a chance now?" you whisper out shakily, looking at his lips.

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His eyes widen, before his mouth crashes onto yours, his hands coming up to cup your back as he pulls you close to him. You kiss him back feverishly, teeth clacking as you kiss each other hungrily. His tongue running along the bottom of your lip before gripping it with his teeth and sucking into his mouth.

You whimper into his mouth, one of your legs coming up to his waist as you press against him. He growls softly into your mouth, hands coming onto your waist and pulling you on top of him. You gasp as you straddle him, your core pressed right onto his crotch.

He takes advantage of your open mouth, his tongue pushing past your lips. You whine as his tongue dominates yours, unable to stop your hips from bucking against him. He groans into your mouth at that, hands gripping your hips tight as he begins to pull you against him. One of his hands reaching up and gripping your hair tightly as he pulls you further into the searing kiss. You can feel all the desperation and want coming from him as he hold you so tight it almost hurts.

With your lips now pressed perfectly against his you begin to rock back and forth. You quickly find a rhythm, and you can't stop your whines as your cores is pressed into the bulge in his pyjama shorts over and over again. The thin material adding to the pleasure. With a particularly hard thrust from Peter below you, you notice that he's also commando under his thin pants. You mewl when you notice this, your panties starting to feel drenched.

His other hand comes to your shirt, reaching up and stroking his way up your body to your nipples. He reaches up, grabbing on and tugging it hard, causing you to gasp into his mouth. He fumbles a little when he tries to switch to your other nipple, and he lets out a growl of frustration.

Before you even register what's happening, Peter has flipped you onto your back and ripped your shirt down the middle exposing your bare breasts. His mouth not once leaving yours as he does this. Kissing you feverishly he brings both hands to your breasts, pulling and tugging desperately. His hips bucking against your core in a steady rhythm, both your pants and his completed coated in the added slick and pre-cum coming from you both.

"Y/n" he groans into your mouth loudly before pulling back and staring down at you longingly. He gives your left nipple one last twist, before his hand starts running down your body and past them hem of your panties. He groans loudly when he runs his fingers up and down your folds. "So wet. Is this really for me sweetheart?" He questions, his expression self-conscious as if he doesn't believe he could be turning you on so much.

"Yes Peter. All for you, you're turning me on so much," you say passionately one of your hands reaching up and gripping his cheek gently as you speak. Peter looking down at you then with a sudden ferocity in his eyes. "Fuck Peter, I neeeeeeed," you start to stay before it turns into a moan as Peter suddenly shoves two fingers inside of you and starts thrusting hard and fast. You let out another yelp as he starts going so hard and fast, barely giving you any room to adjust.

"Sorry sweetheart, but if you keep talking like that I won't last long, and I want to come inside of you," he groans throatily, looking down at you with a hazy lust in his eyes. When you gasp and grab his arms tightly, he does hesitate worried he's gone too far. Before you quickly grip his arms again begging him to continue. He smiles softly down at you then, thrusting a third finger in suddenly while his thumb finds your clit and starts to rub fast yet soft circles.

You jolt underneath him, surprised at how fast you could feel that familiar tension in your abdomen as he draws you closer and closer to the edge. You throw your head back eyes closed as, rock your hips against his hand chasing that feeling. His long fingers prodding against your g-spot while his thumb starts rubbing perfectly against your clit. When your right on the edge you open your eyes to find Peter looking down at you with such awe, his beautiful brown eyes sparkling. It all it takes for you to go over the edge, all the while staring into his big doe eyes.

When you settle back down, he kisses you softly and sweetly. He leans back and pulls your pants and panties completely off, gasping softly when he sees how drenched they were. He looks over at you sheepishly, a small grin on his face he pulls down his own pants, freeing his leaking member.

You audibly gulp when you look at it. Briefly thinking of the other Peters. The older Pete had a very thick girthy member that was around 5 & half inches. But this Peter had a long thin member, at least 9 inches and currently straining against his stomach. As he crawled back up to your hips you couldn't help but wonder what your Peters looked like.

A hysterical thought filled you as you pondered sleeping with him just to complete the set. As if you were collecting getting fucked by different Peter Parkers. However, you were shaken from these wild thoughts when you felt Peter's member prodding against your entrance. Shaking your head softly you refocused on the shy handsome man above you.

Peter looked nervous and excited but was staring down at you expectingly waiting for permission. Before you say anything, you glance down and see that he had put a condom on whilst you were daydreaming. A glance back up at him shows you his face now filled with worry as you continue to say nothing. He opens his mouth to speak but stops when you reach a hand down and tug off the condom.

Peter opens his again, but you cut him off. "I'm on the pill," you smile up at him, before redirecting his member to press against your entrance, a silent approval for him to continue. He smiles toothily down at you before pressing into you softly.

You quickly start a slow but deep rhythm, as he rocks his member against you. Your moans are so loud as he reaches parts within you that have never been reached. The pace is slow and steady for a while, before you start to loudly beg him to go harder and deeper. He reaches down and grabs on of your legs, hoisting over his shoulder as he starts to ram into you like a man possessed.

You're practically screaming as he fucks you in this new position, each thrust pressing the tip of his head past your cervix. Your mind briefly regards that there are other people in the house and your borderline screaming, but a sudden angle change against your g-spot wipes your mind of anything but Peter. Peter comes first, groaning into your neck as he empties inside of you. His thumb coming down to help you follow suite.

The two of you lay there panting for a while, before Peter starts to lay sweet kisses on your lips. He kisses you softly till you fall asleep, only briefly stirring to the feel of a damp towel cleaning you off. Your dreams now filled with Peter and Pete, and the happy lives you could live.

Within the rest of the house, Ned's grandma sleep heavily undisturbed by any noise. While Ned stares up at his bedroom roof, eyes bulging and looking traumatized... As well as a seething Peter Parker, your Peter Parker who had returned home to check on you.

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You woke up the next morning to an empty bed. Frowning you glanced around the room looking for Peter but couldn't see the tall man anywhere. Before you could worry you noticed a glass of water and a note. Picking it up you read what it said.

Out on Patrol with the other world Pete, we got an idea on the location on green goblin. Your Peter came home this morning, he'll protect you while we are gone. Stay safe and hydrate. :)

You smile softly at the note, changing into some of your spare clothes as you head downstairs. When you walk into the kitchen, your Peter and Ned are sitting at the table.

"Good morning, everyone," you say softly as you sit down, Neds grandmother quickly dropping a plate of food in front of you before walking back into the kitchen. As no one responds you glance up to see Ned staring red faced as his plate, refusing to make eye contact with you. When you glance over at Parker you flinch as you make eye contact. He's glaring at you intensely, eyes piercing yours with such intensity you almost feel afraid.

"What's wrong with you?" I demand with sudden confidence, unable to handle the intensity of his glare.

"What's wrong with me?! What's wrong with you!??" He shouts, slamming his hands on the table as he stands. Ned turns to look at him in shock, and you flinch as he stands. You don't think you've ever heard Peter shout like that, and never at you.

"I don't understand," You respond hesitantly, not wanting to further upset him. "I didn't do anything wrong," you say worriedly.

Peter barks out a horrible laugh at your words, looking at you with venom in his eyes. "You did nothing wrong? You opened your legs to the other universe's Peter like a whore! That's pretty wrong to me," he shouts at you, slamming his hands down on the table again cracking it with his strength.

You let out a loud gasp at his words and hear two other gasps as well. Glancing over you see Ned staring at Peter in shock. "Peter Parker!" is heard behind you. Turning around you see MJ standing in the door. The source of the other gasp you assume. She is glaring at Peter, her hands on her hips. You'd also never seen her look so angry. Which is saying something considering that she was angry a lot.

Turning back around to face Peter you go to shout at him, defend your actions but you halt when you see him. He's no longer staring at you with anger, but utter devastation. Tears are falling from his eyes and his lips are quivering as he stares at you.

"Peter?" you question softly, flabbergasted at the sudden mood change. Unable to help yourself you reach across the table for him hand, but he jumps back. He stares at you for a moment more, tears flowing harder now, before he runs out the back door. You, Ned and MJ go to chase him, but when you hear the familiar sound of his web shooter you halt, knowing there was no chance to catch him.

You feel a hand on your shoulder, and you turn to see Ned and MJ looking at you concerned. "I didn't say anything. I don't know how..." Ned mumbles out, looking at you with both guilt and concern. MJ opens her mouth to speak then. But you suddenly take off running, sprinting up the stairs and into your temporary room. Slamming the door behind you, you begin to cry softly. Never had Peter ever spoken or looked at you like that. It was devastating. You fell onto the bed, thinking of the other two Peter's and how you wished they were here.

You notice neither Ned or MJ had followed you upstairs, and you were grateful. Your cries softened eventually, and you leaned back into the bed as you started to fall asleep. Before you heard the sound of breaking glass. Jolting up from the bed you glance at the window and see a weird looking ball. Looking at in shock and confusion you faintly notice the sound of beeping and laughter... Before everything went white.

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Andrew Garfield x Reader

Prompt: On a walk with Andrew, some little kids come and play with Andrew, and their parents say you and Andrew would make cute parents. That night, you discuss kids and Andrew surprises you with the night of your life 😉.

Warnings: Smut, breeding kink, fluff, fluffy stuff, cute baby talk

It was a pleasantly warm and sunny day. The type of day that makes you stall and stand still, just taking in the pleasant feeling the weather gives. It was just that level of warm that could be classed as uncomfortable, but the wind surrounding you with a cooling breeze.

You breathed in deeply as you walked through the park, your hand wrapped in Andrews. Him swinging your arms back and forth dramatically as you walked strolled through the park. His bright crinkly faced and crooked grin greeting you when you turned your head to look at him. Causing a laugh to bubble from your chest. You noticed, a few people staring and some people sneaking photos a common occurrence in your life now.

He turned you in his arms suddenly, causing you tell let out a soft startled squeal, as he suddenly pulled your back to his chest, and walked like a penguin with you in your arms. You laughed wholeheartedly at his playfulness, noticing that he was walking you towards an empty park bench. He sat down dramatically before you, grabbing your arm gently and pulling you down towards his side. The two of with your eyes closed, just breathing each other in for a moment, basking in the day and the moment. Before you heard the tell-tale thwap of a rubber ball hitting something hard. That something hard being your boyfriend, “Ow!” you heard him yelp from your right, turning to see your boyfriend rubbing his head dramatically.

You looked around to see two petrified little girls, looking at your boyfriend in horror. “What the hell,” your boyfriend whined, accent coming on thick when he whined. Eyes whipping around before he caught sight of the ball on the ground by his feet and the two petrified looking girls staring at him. You bit your lip softly, unsure what to do. Before your boyfriend lept up in his chair, startling the girls for a moment.

You watched intently as he picked up the ball, turning to the two kids. “Now, which one of you threw that?” he questioned softly at the two girls. The smaller of the two slowly raising her hand. Andrew knelt in front of the two girls, turning to the smallest with a serious face. Before a big grin split his cheeks, “wow, your really strong. Like crazy strong, oh my goodness are you a mini hulk, I mean I don’t think I could throw as strong as you,” he rambled, the two girls giggling widely as spoke dramatically. “You wanna show me how strong you are, little lady,” he said playfully handing the ball to the bigger girl. Jumping up and running a small distance from the two girls.

You bit your lip watching the altercation affectionately, your love for this boy growing even more, how you could love him more you did not know. You watched them play for a while, giggling when he tried very hard to convince them that he was spiderman, both the girls not believing him. He looked so… in his element. Like playing with kids was second nature to him.

You jumped when you heard a voice beside you, turning to see two handsome men standing beside you. A taller man with brown hair and a smaller man with blonde hair stood beside you “Is that your boyfriend?’ the blonde voiced softly.

“Ah, yes he is… are they yours?” you questioned, smiling as the two men puffed their chests out in pride.

“Yes, there our little anklebiters,” the taller of the two replied, pride filled in his voice “Ya, know you two are going to have beautiful children,” the blonde gushed at you. The brown haired one pointed his head at Andrew, “And he’s gonna make a wonderful father,” he praised. You sighed softly at their words and bit your lip gently, turning back to see Andrew getting tackled by the two girls, staring at you with a giant grin.

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You walked into your kitchen, Andrew trailing softly behind you. You put your things down on the couch and turned around to face him. Arms wrapping around his broad shoulders, you sighed pressing your head on his shoulder. “hmmm, ya know you were so cute with those kids today,” you whispered out softly.

“Hmph, they didn’t believe I was spiderman though… but they were pretty dang cute,” he replied, slowly swaying you in his arms.

“One of the dads said something to me that made me think,” you whispered out. He hummed, inkling at you to continue. “He said we’d make beautiful babies,” you chuckled out, and he suddenly tensed, pulling back from you slightly, and looking at you intently. He grabbed you chin softly lifting your head up towards his.

“Do you think we would make beautiful babies?” he questioned softly. You bit your lip and smiled softly at him nodding your head yes. He leant in very close to you, “do you want to make some beautiful babies?” he questioned softly. You grinned and nodded you head enthusiastically before his lips crashed onto yours. Your tongues tangled together, and you moaned softly, jumping up and wrapping your legs around his waist, knowing he was strong enough to hold you. He chuckled into your mouth, walking you backwards before he threw you onto the couch gently. Your ripped off, your shirt and he leant down over you, you tugged on his shirt and pulled him back towards your mouth. He let you pull him down, but swerved his last minute with a soft chuckle, moving towards your ear.

“So impatient love, but I think your forgetting that you have dinner with your friends in 30 minutes,” he said as he jumped up from the couch, walking away from you.

“Noooo,” you cried out softly, “I’ll just cancel dinner,” you cried out, all pent up only to be left high and dry.

“No way love, no cancelling now. We will just have to leave the baby making till tonight,” he winked at you from the door, before strutting away and walking into the bathroom. Making you grunt out in irritation and kick at the roof in theatrics.

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You trudged through the door well after when you wanted to get home. Your friends had dragged you left and right, all through the town. One of them was going through a breakup however, so you knew it would look bad on you if you left early. Even though all you wanted was Andrew, still pent up from this afternoon’s tease. You let out a huff when you noticed that your boyfriend was nowhere to be found.

You huffed again, “Andrew?” you called out, turning to head towards your shared bathroom. You heard a thump along with a softly uttered yelp of ‘Shit’. You trudged towards the room, determined to snap at your boyfriend and then jump his bones to get rid of todays frustrations. You pushed open the door with force before you stopped.

The room was littered with candles, and a sweet smell was flitting through the air. There were rose petals on the bed, and you walked towards it softly, fingers grazing the edge of the bed before you felt two strong arms wrapping around your waist from behind. A deep voice rumbled in your ear, “Hmm, you ready princess,” he groaned out kissing at your neck softly. “Hmm did you think I was joking earlier, about fucking a baby into you,” he said as he it your neck hard, hard on already grinding into you.

You let out a whine before turning around wrapping your arms around his neck, as you leaned up towards his ear whispering softly, “Fuck a baby into me Andrew.”

He growled, throwing you onto the bed ripping off his shirt before he quickly ripped off your dress. He looked down at you and stopped, “No panties sweetheart?” he groaned hands gripping at your thighs, an eyebrow cocked in question.

You giggled, “I took em off when I took of my shoes, you were mean today and I’ve been waiting to long,” you whispered with a playful pout. He smiled, pressing a sweet kiss to your clit, causing you to let out a gasp.

“Sorry princess, I’ll make it up to you,” he said sultry, before he was suddenly tonguing at your slit and clit, two fingers deep inside you. “Sorry baby, I have been pent up all day to,” he whined out, moving fast in his actions.

You sighed out, you were pent up and keen as well, “Yes! Please just fuck me already,” you whined out lifting your hips up. He slid up quickly, teasing your folds gently. You briefly wondered when he took his pants off, but he was sliding into you before you could question it.

His hips started a strong pace, his arms wrapping around you and softly pulling you up slightly. You were confused at first, until you noticed him putting a pillow underneath your hips. Making you moan out loudly, excitement coursing through you. ‘Oh god, this is really happening,’ you thought.

He started moving faster, and you knew you both wouldn’t last very long. He leaned up to you, kissing you passionately, “Yes, I’m gonna fill you up so good. Fuck you full of my babies, make you round and full and swollen with my babies,” he groaned into your ear throatily, pace already faltering as his fingers moved down to your clit, desperately trying to get you to your peak with him.

Tears were forming in your eyes, voice unable to form coherent sentences, just mumblings and screaming of a mixture of his name, but you let out a little, “You’ll be such a good daddy,” and suddenly you were both crumbling. Him whining into your neck while you orgasm shook you so Andrew had to grab your hips and pin you back down to the pillow to keep from shaking him off.

He softly pulled out and moved beside you. You turned to face and cuddle him, but he stopped you. “Nope, you gotta stay with your hips elevated for 15 minutes to maximise our chance,” he says as he pushes you back down and cuddles into your side. “You want anything sweetheart, just let me know.” He said with a soft kiss to your head, arms gently and awkwardly massaging your shoulders as cuddled into your side. You laughed softly, preparing to move anyway, before you realised your eyes were drooping and you were suddenly fighting sleep. The bastard was putting you to sleep, you went to protest again when you felt yourself slipping away. The last thing you heard before you dozed off was Andrew whispering nonsense about being to a daddy.

This was supposed to be out ages ago and has been sitting finished in my tumblr folder for weeks. Sorry for the lengthy wait @mcugeekposts

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Caught In Their Webs (Part Three)

Warnings: Smut, Oral, Penetration, fluff, sweet stuff, minor angst (Please let me know if i forgot anything)

Andrews!Peter= Peter Toms!Peter= Parker Tobeys!Peter = Pete

A soft knock on the door jostled you from your spot on the couch. You leaped up and walked to the door, suddenly anxious. You hadn’t seen your friends in well over a month but you knew that this needed to happen. You just hated that it needed to happen in your house. You took a deep steeling breath and quickly glanced at Peter, who had jumped of his place on the wall and was waiting for you to open the door patiently.

You opened the door slightly, only for it to be slammed open, making you flinch and take a few steps back. A bristling MJ walked in with a nervous looking Parker and Ned behind her. You grimaced slightly as you prepared yourself for the worst. MJ pointed a finger at you accusingly, face full of rage. Before she sighed loudly and launched herself at you, wrapping you in a tight embrace. “You have some explaining to do,” she mumbled into your hair, and you couldn’t help but melt into her embrace. As sad as you were that she held Peters heart it was impossible not to miss your female best friend.

You pulled away and turned face Parker and Ned. Ned stepping forward giving you a huge hug, one that you returned whole heartedly. You’d always loved Ned’s hugs, he was just so huggable. Before finally peter stood in front of you, a keen look on his face. But you just, gave him a smile and clapped your hands together. “So, lets get started huh,” you smiled awkwardly, walking to the loungeroom and taking a seat. Missing the devastated look on Parkers face, when you turned away from him.

Ned sat across from you, placing down a paper bag on the coffee table, “We, brought food!” he grinned toothily, and started digging into the bag. Causing a soft smile to form on your face, MJ walked over and slapped him softly, mumbling about how its not for him. Peter, walked behind you and laid a comforting hand on Parkers shoulder, giving him a knowing look, before moving over and sitting next to Ned and MJ, greeting them softly.

Peter stood a distance away for a long time. You were sat on the couch, laughing at MJ who was demanded that Peter prove that he was Spiderman. His cute bewildered face and attitude making you laugh. Trying vehemently to ignore Parker still standing at your door.

You were talking to MJ, who was ignoring the sensitive topic of why you had distanced yourself. Something you very much appreciated. She was telling you about how shit her manager was acting. You know she desperately wanted to talk about the elephant in the room, but when you flinched every time it was briefly brought up she was rapidly change subjects.

Parker had unfortunately taken the seat on your right, MJ on your left. He was talking to Peter and Ned about something or other. You weren’t really paying any attention, to distracted from the pleasant warmth he left on your side. MJ, coughed suddenly and Parker turned immediately. You went to ask her if she was ok but Parker cut you off, “You throat still sore babe? I’ll get you a water,” he said jumping up off the couch, and you tried to hide the flinch on your face when he used that word. You not noticing both Peter and MJ giving you soft knowing looks.

“Parker, I’m fine,” she said waving her hand, but he was already in the kitchen. You turned to see him grabbing out a glass from your cabinet, when you heard a soft thump on the fire escape. You turned to your window to see Pete crawling through the window. Anxiety flashed through your chest at first, the memories of last night flashing through you head, terrifying you. But he quickly took of his mask and gave you that sweet kind smile of his along with a cute little wave.

“Hello, everybody,” he said, jumping into the room and stalking over to the couch. Ned stood up abruptly, hand awkwardly out. You giggled at his clear excitement; he was such a nerd. MJ just saying a soft hello, watching him accusingly with her typical raised eyebrow. He sat down where Parker had been sitting, much closer to you than Parker had been. You smiled at him sweetly, all the anxiety’s and fears you’d felt where gone. You really were quite fond of the gentle boy.

Parker came back and stalled, staring at Pete who was now occupying his seat. “I saved you some food. It was a challenge,” you laughed at Pete, gentling resting your arm over his thigh. He smiled at you gratefully, “Thank you sweetheart,” he smiled, reaching for some of the food you had saved. He stalled suddenly when his spider senses tingled, looking around for the threat, before he made eye contact with Parker, whose face flashed a mixture of rage and sadness.

“Oh, sorry was this your seat?” Pete asked hesitantly, looking at the boy a little cautiously. He glanced at you, and suddenly his face turned... a little sympathetic? Pete went to stand, but you reached out for him softly, stopping him.

You turned around to look at Parker, “Just sit next to MJ,” you stated, pointing at the empty seat by her side. Before turning back around, Pete gave Parker a sorry smile, before turning back and chatting with You, Peter and Ned.

Parker walked around and sat next to MJ, who suddenly tensed and looked at the boy with irritation. Something you noticed and would ask about later.

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Two hours later and there was a plan in place. The three boys would go out tonight and go to the powerful energy surge detected a few miles away. Peter saying it was the tell-tale signs of Max’s powers. The three leaving just after sunset. Peters suit had been turned inside out and the three had left. Ned had tried desperately to convince Parker to duct tape a phone to his suit, so that we could ‘help’ him fight. But he had laughed it off, saying that the other two Peters were more than enough help, and the three had swung off together laughing away into the afternoon.

Ned had left eventually, his mother screaming at him through the phone. He’d left mumbling something about stupid cobwebs, calling out as he shut the door that he would be back tomorrow. Causing you to sigh dramatically, as you realised that your apartment had been determined home base for capturing multiverse villains.

Then comes to now, as you sat on the couch awkwardly. Glancing at MJ, who was sitting across from you with her arms crossed and an eyebrow raised. She sat forward slightly, “It is time to talk business!” she stated with attitude pointing a finger in accusation. “Why the hell have you been distancing yourself from us! And don’t even try and deny it!” she barked out at you, causing you to flinch.

You sighed long and hard, “I… I was just… I was… I don’t know ok. I don’t know!” you finally shouted out, throwing your hands up in frustration.

“You don’t know? What the hell does that even mean!” she screeched at you, her own hands flying up as well.

“Look, I know your angry and I know I’ve been a really shitty friend. But if we are still friends now, which I really hope you are… You just have to accept that,” you replied softly.

She looked at you dejectedly, “I’ve just missed my friend… you were like, the person I talked to about stuff you know. And when you left us. I had no one to talk to.” MJ muttered out.

You sighed sadly, “You have Peter to talk to,” you tried soflty, but she cut you off abruptly.

“It’s not the same!” she shouted, standing up abruptly, tears in her eyes. You watched her for a while and eventually you stood up softly.

“You can talk to me now?” you said softly, arms raised in invitation. She moved forward and fell into your arms. She was mumbling into your shirt and you snorted loudly, “well I cant hear you when you talk to my shirt,” you giggled. Cackling when she hit you softly and mumbled a shut up into your shirt.

You’d held each other for a little while longer before you two were stood at the door. Plans to watch movies and allow her to chat your ear off about all the problems she had faced in the last few weeks and you would do the same.

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You woke with a start from you spot on the couch, as you heard a large thump from the window. You sat up, abruptly looking at the window to see a frazzled and panicked Pete jumping through the window. He finally looked up and made eye contact with you, and relief coated all of his features. You stood up sharply intent to meet him hallway. But he rushed over to you before you could blink, grabbing your face gently.

He inspected you softly, eyes quickly glancing through the apartment, before turning back to you “Are you ok? Has anyone been here, have you heard anything…” he was rambling, asking you question after question. You were barely keeping up, head shaking at his words.

“Pete… Pete… Peter Parker!” you shouted at him, and he stopped looking at you panicked. “Are you ok?” you questioned softly, grabbing his hands that covered your face. He kissed you suddenly and passionately, tongue twirling with yours immediately. He walked you backwards gently, lips still locked onto yours and he gently pushed you onto you to the couch, ripping off his suit quickly. You bit your lip, eyes racking up and down his body. He was extremely well defined, toned abs and beautiful hipbones. Your ripped off your shirt quickly, intent to take off your pants as well, but he dived back down to you. Lips latching onto yours hands reaching for you’re the back of your bra, unclipping it with ease and ripping the clothing of your body.

His hands roamed your body gently, running up and down your body, as he pleasured your breasts. He was touching you so powerfully, his touch a mixture of softness and desperation. He was sucking on your nipples with an intensity, hands reaching down and grabbing your shorts, tugging on them harshly. You wiggled your hips and lifted them up to help him take off your pants. He locked his mouth back on yours, giving you a passionate and sweet kiss, before he quickly jumped down your body, physically ripping off your panties off in one motion, causing you to gasp sharply. There were one of your favourite pairs of panties, and you went to scold him, but your voice fell short when his mouth wrapped onto your clit, sucking powerfully. You let out a strangled gasp, hips involuntarily bucking into his face. Causing him to let out a low groan, the vibrations making you tingle pleasantly.

He licked up down your slit, tongue penetrating you deep, “Oh fuck Pete!” you cried, toes curling as he pleasured you expertly. He mouthed back up to your clit, two fingers thrusting into you suddenly, making you cry out sharply hips pushing into his face and fingers, release building quickly. He was making you feel so good, it was desperate and powerful and passionate and you fucking loved it. He thrust another finger into you, head moving back, “Come on sweetheart, please come for me, wanna taste you on my tongue,” he groaned, before his lips reattached to your clit sucking hard. Your release hit you so hard, you swore you saw stars, he helped you through your high, before he looked up at you smiling sweetly.

He pulled himself up on top of you, hovering over your body softly. You spread your legs to allow him to move in closer, keen to have him as close as possible. He looked at you hesitantly and went to say something, but you cut him off. “I’m on the pill,” you muttered, quelling the hesitant look on his face, as he instantly smiled at you softly moving in between you gently and teasing your fold softly before pressing into you gently. Both of you groaning at the sensation.

His cock was thick, and stretching you out so well, teetering on to edgemuch but you thought it was perfect. He waited gently, arms resting beside your head. You blinked up at him, and he tilted his head gently and smiled a goofy and sweet smile, causing a smile to form on your face in turn. You reached your hands up and grabbed his cheeks, “You can move now Pete.”

He started off softly, ensuring you were comfortable, before he lifted both his feet up and firmly planted his feet on the couch. You let out a powerful whine, gasping as he suddenly looked desperate, fucking into you so hard and fast as if he the world were to end if he didn’t go as fast and as powerful as he could. But you loved it, it was passionate and yet dominating, but you knew that this was a false persona Pete was putting on, you wanted to ask what was wrong, ask why he was acting like this, but you were blinded, lost in the flurry and unrelenting pleasure he was giving you. A tight ball knot forming quickly, god this boy was good at making you fall apart so quickly. He looked down at you, a desperate look on his face. He let out a whine and on instinct, you grabbed his hair softly giving it a tug, looking him dead in the eyes and uttering out the small command “Cum for me Pete.”

The both of you reached your peaks simultaneously, Pete’s face tucked into your neck as he let out the cutest and softest noises as he fucked you softly through your highs. You let out a content sigh, hands running up and down his back and in his hair gently. You sat there together for a moment more. Before you heard the thump of a window and you both shot up straight away.

Peter stood in the window, looking at you with complete panic before he slowly took in the scene before him, face flashing with confusion, before settling into a sad look. “Parker’s just behind me,” he said softly, turning away from the two of you as you quickly got dressed, you felt panicked. You were suddenly overwhelmed with guilt, but at the same time, you knew you had no regrets.

Parker rocked up just as you and Pete made yourself presentable, he jumped through the window in panic, eyes locking onto yours instantly, before he slumped over in relief, rushing over to you and grabbing you in a hug, “Oh thank god,” he mumbled into your shoulder. You tensed, arms stiff by your sides, but your eyes slid closed and you couldn’t help but breathe in that delicious sent that was your Peter Parker. You let yourself get lost temporarily, before you suddenly and sharply pushed him away, holding him at arms length.

“Ok, um… What the fuck is happening.” You said, all the three Peters suddenly sombered up and stood defensively, each one checking their environments before all three turned and looked at you. Peter stood forward, “We saw the Green Goblin, the worst villain we have to face…”

You looked at them confused, “Ok then. Well did you catch him then?” you questioned gently, eyes flitting between the boys as you shifted on your feet.

Pete stood forward, “No, he got away. But… he said something before he disappeared, said he was going to take something we all loved,” he said grabbing his neck nervously.

Finally, Parker, stood in front of you, “Y/N… he said your name,” he whispered eyes shining with worry.

Your eyes widened, and you gasped out, “Well… Fuck!”

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Caught In Their Webs (Update)

I feel guilty….

Thanks everyone for the patience with this series, I got very sick last week and haven’t been able to finish my next chapter yet. I’ve so far got about 4K words on it lol, but I just need to add a last few things. Thanks to everyone who comments and supports my posts, this series still has a bit to go and I have some keen ideas. Tomorrow I will post the next in the series and I’ll try and have the next one done by next Monday. I will also be posting a requested fic that I’m very excited with how it turned out.

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[dinobae]

Caught In Their Webs (Part Two)

Warnings: smut, fingering, fluff, fluffy stuff, sorta angsty

(I marked the smut with *** if you'd like to skip that)

Andrews!Peter= Peter Toms!Peter = Parker Tobeys!Peter = Pete

Word Count = 3200

You woke up groggily, blinking slowly as you glanced around them room noticing it was still dark. You reached blindly to the side of you flinging your arm around in attempt to find your phone. You found it and switched it on, flinching and blinking as the harsh light burnt your eyes. After a few moments your eyes adjusted, the blaring 12:57am glaring at you. You sighed in irritation, getting out of bed, and stumbling to the bathroom in your room.

After opening the door, you trudged back to your bed before you heard a soft thump from outside your door. You stopped, waiting for a moment before you heard another noise. It sounded like it was coming from your kitchen. You walked to your bedroom door and softly poked your head out look down the hall.

You heard a noise again and you moved back into your room and grabbed your Spiderman baseball bat, a birthday gift from Ned, one you now appreciated very much. You moved as silently as you could creeping towards the kitchen. Your tired brain, making temporarily forget your two other house guests, your brain immediately associating the noise with an intruder. You stopped by the corner separating the hall from the kitchen and gripped the bat tightly in your hands. You took a breath in and turned the corner raising the bat and swung hard at the sound.

A hand reached out and caught it, stopping it midswing. A shocked Pete stood holding the edge of the bat. You gasped, suddenly wide awake and mind reeling.

“I’m so so so sorry! Oh god I totally forgot you were here! Oh god oh” you gasped out.

“Shhh, sweetheart. It’s ok, I’m alright, spidey senses and all” the wise and gentle looking Peter smiled softly at you. Taking the bat softly out of your hands.

“Spidey senses, right. Parker calls them um peter tingle. That’s the super reflex thing you have… right” you breathed out, still in slight shock.

He chuckled softly, reaching out and squeezing your shoulder softly, “I’m sorry I woke you up sweetheart, I got a little lost in here,” he gestured around the kitchen, and you looked behind him and noticed an open cupboard.

“Oh, um. What were you looking for?” you questioned softly. “I should’ve shown you around more,” you chastised yourself softly.

Pete shook his head, “you’ve had quite a day, I didn’t really expect you to show me where the cups were,” he laughed. “I was just looking for a cup so I could have a drink.” He smiled at you softly, and you found yourself temporarily lost in his pretty blue eyes. So beautiful and blue, like to gorgeous pools you could just drown in. You let out a soft sigh, and turned past him gently, grabbing him two cups from their designated cupboard.

You turned to him, “would you just like some water, or some warm milk?” you asked him softly.

“Just a water, thank you,” he replied gently.

You poured two glasses of water and went to the kitchen counter placing his glass beside you, turning and leaning on the counter. He softly walked beside you, grabbing his glass, leaning his back against the counter, peering at you from the corner of his eyes. He was trying to be discreet as he watched you, but you noticed, cheeks flushing at his gaze.

“So... why are you awake,” you whispered gently.

He chuckled softy, “I could ask you the same thing princess,” he replied suavely, voice soft and velvety so close to your ear as he leant in closer to you. “I struggle to sleep sometimes, since my sleep patterns so messed up by patrols. Insomnia definitely not want of the perks of being Spiderman,” he sighed out loudly. It was then you noticed the bags under his very clearly tired eyes.

You turned to look at him more directly, taking in his features. He was very handsome, and you could tell he would have been very extremely handsome in his teens when he first became Spiderman. Not that he wasn’t extremely attractive right now. He looked very wise and gentle, with his sweet soft smile and gorgeous blue eyes that just peered into your soul. He moved closer to you, hand raises slowly and coming towards your face gently. You flushed red, mind halting as you watched him softly caress your cheek.

He pulled his hand back and gave you a shy smile, “you had an eyelash on your cheek sweetheart,” he whispered gently. Not moving away from you, his soft breath tickling your cheek.

“You keep calling me sweetheart,” you whispered out softly. Unknowingly inching closer and closer to him your chests almost touching.

Pete took a deep breath, “Sorry, do you want me to stop?" he asked with a soft head tilt.

You bit your lip softly. Noticing as his eyes flicked down to your lips at the action. “No,” you whispered out softly. Both of you lunging forward at the same time, lips crashing together passionately. He started licking at your lips softly, one arm wrapping around your waist and the other gripping your neck softly. You wrapped his arms around his neck, letting out a soft moan as his tongue tangled with yours.

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Your kiss turned from passionate to desperate very quickly. You let out a gasp when he picked you up by your waist and thrust you up onto the counter. You whined into his mouth softly, as his began slide up from your waste inching towards your breasts. Your hands sliding up and down his well defined abs, groaning at the well defined muscles. When he finally broke away from your mouth you gasped, trying to catch your breath as he moved to your jaw littering it with soft kisses. He quickly found your sweet spot, giving it a soft suck at the same moment he gripped your breasts over your shirt. You gasped out, hips involuntarily bucking forward at his actions.

His left hand, went down under your shirt, moving up and grabbing your nipple gently twisting it softly. You pulled away from him softly, pushing him off you, watching as his face fall gently. You giggled, grabbing his face in his hands and planting a sweet kiss on his lips. You pulled away from him again, giggling at his hesitant face and ripped off your shirt, biting your lips as you watched he grew visibly excited, staring lustfully at your breasts. You lifted your arms to him in an invitation for him to join you again and he hastily moved back to you, lips immediately connecting to your neck in a litter of soft kisses.

He kissed, further down and down your neck, moving to your chest in a line until his mouth was wrapped around your left nipple. His right hand simultaneously grabbing your other nipple and softly twisted it. You let out a whimper as he pleasured your breasts. You were so wrapped up in the attention to your boobs that you didn’t notice his left hand slipping down your hips and into your pants until his finger gently ran up and down your slit. You let out a loud gasp, throwing your head back and thrusting your hips into his hand. “Oh, your so wet for already sweetheart,” he whimpered out moving back to your ear.

You gasped as his finger glazed your clit gently, “Oh Pete, please,” you cried out. He chuckled softly, licking at your neck sweetly, before suddenly thrusting two fingers into you, your pussy so wet they slid in with ease. You let out a strangled moan, as he instantly rubbed against you g-spot, thrusting his fingers in an out of you at a fast pace. “Oh fuck yes,” you cried out, as he finger fucked your pussy at an unrelenting pace. Expertly rubbing figure eights into your clit, whilst his fingers moved inside you hitting all the right places. However, the most intense part of it all was his gaze, watching you so sweetly. Eyes watching you as if you were the most beautiful thing in the world, a smile on his face as if this is the only place in the world he wanted to be.

Peter groaned throatily into your ear, voice filled with complete lust, “Does that feel good sweetheart, you going to come so quickly aren’t you sweetheart,” he groaned out throatily in your ear, fingers moving at an unrelenting pace. You felt that familiar pressure in forming in your lower stomach already, shocked at how quickly was bringing you to completion.

You cried out, “oh yes, I’m gonna come Pete, yes, yes!" you cried out in bliss hips moving against his hand desperately chasing your release desperately. Pete groaned in your ear "Yea, you gonna come all over my fingers sweetheart. I wanna see your pretty face when you cum," he groaned in your ear.

“Oh Pete, Peter… oh yes,” you screamed out, your release hitting you hard, cumming hard all over his fingers. His name the only thing coming from your mouth, as he watched you with a soft smile Eyes rolling back into your head, as his fingers never halted, thumb moving fast and hard on your clit as he mouths latched back onto your nipple, twisting the other hard making your orgasm even more intense. His fingers never halting until you whined softly, gently pushing his wrist as an indication for him to stop. Your pussy throbbing and shaking from overstimulation and your powerful orgasm.

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You whole body shook gently, leaning back on the counter as you softly caught your breath. Your arm covering your eyes as you slowly caught your breath. Slowly, you sat back up and looked at Pete, who was watching you with such a loving and gentle expression, the sweetest smile on his lips. He fell forward gently, head on your chest looking up at you with soft eyes. You leant down and gave him a sweet kiss, nuzzling his nose with yours as you both laughed softly.

You looked at his gentle face, softly bringing your hand down reaching to grab his member through pants. He grabbed your hand softly before you made contact, bring your hand up to his face and kissing the palm of your hand softly.

He looked at you with those wise eyes, “Watching you was more than enough for me sweetheart” he spoke softly, looking away with a slightly embarrassed expression. “But I want you to feel good to,” you yawned out, tiredness suddenly overwhelming you. He chuckled as you yawned, shaking his head softly and moving in to give you a tight embrace, arms sitting comfortably under your arms. Still on the counter you wrapped your legs around his thin waist and rested your head on his shoulder. You held each other tightly, a small smile on your face as he breathed into your hair, occasionally nuzzling his face in it, like an affectionate cat.

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You blinked drearily, the sun hitting your eyes as you squinted into your room, slowly waking up. You reached for your phone and blinked at the screen having woken up one minute before your alarm was to go off. Quickly turning off your alarm before the obnoxious ring could go off. Getting up softly, you trudged to the bathroom.

As you finished up, you walked past your mirror looking at yourself with a glance. You got a few steps back into your bedroom, before you stopped sprinting back into the bathroom, slamming your hands on the sink and looking at your reflection. A deep hickey was on your lower neck towards your collarbone. “Oh, my fuck!” you whisper shouted at your reflection, all the memories of last night running through your mind a mile a minute.

You walked into your bedroom, standing still for a moment brain running a mile a minute. ‘I were fingered by an alternate universe Peter Parker last night in my kitchen’… ‘I was fucking fingered by an alternate universe Peter Parker’…. I was fingered by an alternate version of my best friend who I’ve been in love with for years! Oh, fucking christ, what the fuck is wrong with me’ you cried out internally as you fell onto your bed face first, groaning into the pillows.

You laid there internally screaming at yourself for at least another five minutes, before sitting up abruptly, and finding a shirt that covered the mark on your neck. You can’t stay in your room all day again, and Parker was planning on coming over at 10:00 with MJ and Ned, and altercation you were at all keen on, after a few weeks of separation from the group. You grabbed your phone, you had an hour and a half left until they arrived. But god damn it this was your house, you weren’t gonna hide in your own house.

You walked at of your room determination filling you, until you walked into the kitchen, eyes finding the two glasses on the counter, and you immediately flushed bright red, shrinking in on yourself as you turned to retreat into your room after all.

“Oh, good morning,” you heard softly to behind you. You turned around and were met with Peter, standing in the kitchen, you hadn’t noticed him, eyes only finding the glasses. You flushed bright red, when you realized he was only in his boxers, smiling at you softly with a spatula in his hand. “Oh, um… sorry! Um Pete came with a change of clothes, but I just had my suit and I didn’t want to sleep in spandex,” he rambled out, hands reaching around himself awkwardly. You couldn’t help but laugh out hard, he looked like a lady trying to cover her parts when she dropped her towel, it was quite a funny sight.

You turned away from him walking down the hall, still cackling as you left him in the kitchen. Peter stood bewildered turning on the spot slowly, trying to figure out what the fuck just happened. His head perked up when he heard you laugh track back down the hall towards him again, and he watched as you walked out the hall, holding a shirt in your hand. You wiped your eyes, still softly chucking as you handed him the clothes in your arms, “I don’t know if it will fit you, I think it’ll be a little small Pet-Parker, leaves a lot of his clothes here when he spends… used to spend the night,” you said, still laughing slightly.

You watched him chuck on the T-shirt quickly, looking at you he spread his arms out in a tada action, and you snorted, covering your mouth as you started laughing hysterically again. The shirt was far to small for him. His arms looked huge, and the bottom of the shirt rested in the middle of his stomach, highlighting his abs, and well-defined hip bones. You giggled softly despite your flushed face, it was a funny look, but you had to admit… he looked fucking hot. You wanted to run your hand up and down his abs, much as you had done to Pete last night. You shivered at the memory, laughter dying down quickly, as you recalled the night again.

You know Peter noticed your rapid change in attitude, but he didn’t comment. Peter sniffed at the air still wearing the way to small shirt, before yelping out “Shit! Oh shit,” as he turned to the pan you had not noticed till now. You looked at the burnt pan, the scent of burnt and smoke suddenly overwhelming your nose, as you stared at what you believed was once a pan of eggs and bacon. “Oh damn… I just, wanted to wake you up with some breakfast,” he mumbled dejectedly, as he took the burnt pan and but it in the sink.

You giggled gently at the absolutely devastated look on his face, walking over to him and grabbing his arm gently, “Well thank you anyway, it was a sweet thought,” you cooed at him softly stroking his arm gently. He turned his head at you slightly, a soft smile on his features as he looked at you with his powerful brown eyes. His eyes always seemed to have a playful glint in them, a characteristic you were already quite fond of. You head unconsciously moved towards him slightly, overcome with a wave of something you couldn’t quite describe. Something about these two boys just made you lose all your control, you flicked your eyes down to his lips and his eyes flicked to yours lips as well, his eyes suddenly excited.

Before he glanced back up at your eyes and suddenly he looked completely panicked and scared. He coughed turning away sharply, “um, Pete went out for a swing this morning, said he couldn't just sit around anymore. Felt like he should be looking for his villains as well,” he rubbed his face harshly, “I was gonna go out looking as well, but I thought I’d surprise you with breakfast,” he uttered gesturing back to the pan in the sink.

You sighed softly and tried not to be disappointed that he had turned away. Not that you should be at all, I mean you were still hopelessly in love with your own Peter, and last night you done... things with Pete. What the hell is wrong with your head. It was just something about these two new boys, that made you feel comfortable, like you’re always supposed to be in their arms. It’s like you’ve known them forever. What made this the hardest however, was that you felt as if you were betraying your Peter by thinking so sinfully about the other two. But you knew that you’d never have your Peter like you had Pete last night, and it saddened you. Maybe that’s why you were acting so crazy, maybe you just wanted to have a chance with any version of Peter.

You jumped when a hand touched your shoulder softly, Peter’s handsome face greeting you. That crooked soft smile back on his face. Looking at you with questioning eyes and the cutest little head tilt. You smiled, all those bad thoughts temporarily forgotten. “My umm…. My… my friends are coming over at 10:00. I can always ask them to bring some food over?” you muttered out, starting to smile his happiness contagious. “That would be great princess,” he grinned, turning, and wrapping an arm around your shoulder playfully shaking you, “I’m keen to meet your Peters friends hmm. Wonder if they were like mine. I’ll text Pete and tell him to be back by 10:00,” his head coming down as he gave you a sideways, grin so wide his whole face crinkled up, causing a giggle to bubble down your throat.

He let you go gently, flipping over the kitchen counter as if it was nothing, pulling his phone out of what seemed to be nowhere. You pursed your lips as you watched him, before sighing and pulling out your phone. Your fingers hovered over Parkers contact name, the My Bug Boy staring you in the face dauntingly, before you slid down to MJ’s contact, and decided against both. Clicking on Ned’s name and asking him to pick up some food before he came over. The first message you had sent in a very long time, and you cringed at all the messages on his side. Messages to which you had never replied. You breathed in and turned back over to Peter… who was now texting… upside down… on the wall. He gave you a goofy smile and a small wave before turning back to his phone You sighed dramatically grabbing the counter, and turning to face the two daunting glasses still untouched. Today was going to be a long day.

[dinobae]

the spideyboys as TWITTER PORN VIDS.

pairing: peter parker/spiderman x afab!reader

includes: dark content (stepbrother x stepsis mention), porn links/videos, p in v sex, blowjob, cunnilingus, mutual masturbation, dom/sub themes (mostly dom!peter), squirting

notes: my first post omg!! i hope y’all like this seriously, cause it was nice to search for these videos 😏😏 also do y’all know any accounts that have black women in these videos? cause all i found were white girls and i really want any race to relate to them :( anyways, hope u guys enjoy <33 and requests are open!!

tobey!peter

— peter teasing u while making out before he goes to work

— reverse cowgirl with tobey’s pete bc he is an ass man and i stand by it 💪🏽

— sex after barely seeing peter for a week

— he eating you out for no reason other than him wanting to

— peter eating you out in the car that he finally bought

andrew!peter

— mutual masturbation with pete <33

— peter teasing you until you’re overstimulated because he loves how you sound when you’re desperate to cum

— peter making his goal to make you cum with only his mouth

— sex with peter after you made him jealous

— peter makin you squirt for the first time

tom!peter

— masturbating sub!peter while kissing

— peter sucking ur tits to calm down

— giving him a morning blowjob

— stepbrother!peter fingering innocent!reader for the first time

— quickie with peter before class (college!peter)

taglist: @ednashtonsgf @s1xthirty @fqjth @spidcysenses @0-strawberry-milk-0 @decaying-mlm @lavendersfairy @cevansssss @blacksta4 @themirandasimmer @marvel-mental-state @etherealpqrkers @whack-ed @venusescomet @lavhoes @peterparkernotfound @scr3amqueen @loki-laufeysons-wife @dreamer7black @pityhasnofriends @iliektehhaxs @scvrltparker @cakesbabylon @lady-curpse @iambeeee @celestialevie (the ones in italic are the ones i wasn’t able to tag)

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Caught In Their Webs (Part One)

Warnings: fluff, some angst, swear words, some steamy stuff

Nothing to interesting yet just some set up for the next chapter. Things start to get steamy, next chapter. I'm very exited for the spice!

Andrews!Peter= Peter Toms!Peter= Parker Tobeys!Peter = Pete

You were sat in your bed, staring at your door with an intensity, petrified that at any second the door would open, or someone would knock, and you’d have to deal with the inevitable.

After your Peter left, you were left alone with the two other Peters. Your head, still absolutely reeling in shock from the new information, as well as the fact that there were now two handsome boys or Peters in front of you. You said nothing, and simply walked past them awkwardly, walking to your room with haste. Slamming the door shut behind you and falling onto your bed.

That had been three hours ago. The sun had set, and you were started to get hungry as dinner time came, yet you were still glued to your bed. Staring at the door as you had been for hours, unaware of what exactly you should do. You had texted your Peter at least 30 times, but he had simply replied with a ‘I’ll be back late tonight, after 10’ a text that had done nothing to calm your nerves.

You sighed dramatically, falling back into your pillows, and checking your phone. A bright picture of you and Peter hugging in the snow greeted you, along with a blaring 7:47pm. “Ughh!” you groaned. Slowly you sat up and walked to your dresser tossing of your shirt and pants with the intent to change into something more comfortable and talk to the other Peters, before a knock startled you and you turned to see the door opening slowly opening, to shocked to shout out.

Peter 3’s head popped in “Hi um, we were just wondering if you were…. Oh my gosh oh god I’m so sorry!” he yelped, turning, and slamming his head into the side of your door frame in his rush to shut your door. You heard a hard thud on the other side of the door once it was shut, along with a rushed whisper of ‘what the hell happened?’ from the other Peter.

“Oh my god, what the fuck even is my life!” you yelled at your roof, turning back to the and staring at in anger, now even less keen to exit your room. Not that you thought that could’ve been possible a moment ago. Quickly dressing, in some of your nicer clothes, which you totally didn’t do on purpose, you walked to your mirror. You gave yourself a once over, and quickly fixed your hair, for absolutely no reason ‘god stop it Y/N, you don’t need to look cute’ you snapped internally. Walking to the door you halted at the handle. You took a deep breath in, mentally preparing yourself, before you opened the door and stepped out into the hall.

You walked into the loungeroom, where the two Peters sat on your couch. Peter 2, looking at you kindly a small smile gracing his handsome features. Whilst the Peter 3 was staring at his feet, face beet red. You sighed, before walking in and sitting on the table in front of them, folding your hand into your lap.

“Ok, this um needs to happen I guess,” you spoke, a sudden determination filling you.

Peter 2 coughed softly, “Well perhaps formal introductions are in order. Um, I’m Peter 2 to you guys, but in my universe, I’m known as Peter Benjamin Parker, I was bitten by a genetically modified spider at a school trip, and I became Spiderman. And three of my old villains, who I fought very long ago are now here in your universe as well.” Peter 2 spoke softly, nudging Peter 3 softly after he was finished.

Peter 3 sat up straight, a faint blush still on his cheeks as he avoided your eyes, “I’m Peter 3, and well I’m also Peter Parker, I snuck into Oscorp industries, and I was bitten by a radioactive spider, and I became the amazing Spiderman. Um, two of my villains are here as well.”

“Wait, there are others from your universes here. Villains?” you questioned. “Is that where my Peter is?”

Both Peters sat up straighter, Peter 2 spoke first, “When your Peter had the strange doctor do his spell something went wrong and we were suddenly in this universe. We found each other quickly, but where still not sure how many others there are yet, but so far we pretty sure that there is just five others.”

Peter 3 leaned forward, face suddenly serious “Your Peter and the doctor have found and captured two so far, but the other three still have to be caught,” he spoke seriously.

“Um, so once the other three are caught things will be fixed then, and you two will go back to your universe?” you questioned softly.

The two Peters glanced at each other before turning back to you. “Unfortunately, It’s not that simple, there are certain conditions in which the spell was first created, those conditions need to be met again for the spell to be fixed” Peter 3 spoke.

“That and the doctor said he had no clue how to fix the spell, said something about unusual complications not mentioned in the books. He was uttering something about refusing to go to Wong and that he can do this all himself,” Peter 2 spoke pensively, leaning back in his seat. “First, we actually have to catch the others villain's, but we have no clue where they are. Which is what your Peter is working on now.”

Peter 3 clapped his hands together, “Then we let your magician do his magic spell, and bam we go back home,” he grinned.

You pursed your lips, nodding your head softly, “and who are these villains exactly? Are they dangerous?” you questioned softly.

The atmosphere shifted instantly, both Peters suddenly tense in their chairs. After a few moments of silence Peter 2 spoke up, “There’s Doctor Otto Octavius an…. He has already been captured. Flint Marko or the Sandman, and worst of all is Norman Osborn or the Green Goblin.” He turned away softly a sad look on his face, “They were once great men. All three of them”

Peter 3 placed his hand on Peter 2’s shoulder in comfort, before turning to you, “My foes are Doctor Curt Connors or the Lizard.” Your eyebrow shot up in question at that one. “As well as Max Dillon or Electro. They were my friends once” he spoke softly, a saddened look in his eyes as he looked at his shoes.

Your eyes went between the two handsome boys, heart heavy as you looked at their saddened faces. “Hey.” You whispered softly; both the boys looked at you intently. “Let’s order some pizza huh!” you said standing up.

Walking away from the two boys you turned your head back to them, “hmm, I wonder… three pepperoni pizzas, extra cheese?” you questioned, giggling when both the boys sat upright immediately, excitement clear on their faces. You walked into the kitchen pulling out your phone, “Oh, and I am not calling Peter 2 and Peter 3 so I’m going to have to figure something out with that” you cried out. Drawing out a chuckle from both the boys.

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An hour later all three of you were sat on the lounge, watching TV whilst waiting for your Peter to return. “Wait, so you’re telling me that neither of your universe have Rick and Morty? That is a travesty!” You cried out, from where you were sandwiched between the two boys. Both enthralled by the show on your tv. “Oh my god I wonder what else you guys don’t have.” You spoke in shock.

“Hmmm, it’s reminding me of mick and molly, in fact its quite identical,” Peter 3 mumbled, grabbing a handful of popcorn from the bowl in your lap and stuffing it into his mouth.

“What the fuck.” You mumbled out, bewildered. Peter 2 chuckling beside you. “Hmm that reminds me, I’ve thought it through and I’m calling you” you pointed at Peter 2, who raised an eyebrow at you smirking softly. “Pete!” you chirped, poking his chest softly, to which he chuckled softly. “And I’m just calling you Peter, and my Peter shall be foremost called Parker or bug boy, both names are used by my friends more than his real name anyway” you laughed, poking Peters chest as you spoke. Face flushing when he shot you a giant grin.

“Hell, yeah I get to keep my name” He cheered, making Pete snort beside you. Pete’s hand reaching into the popcorn just as you did. Your hands brushed each other, and a bright blush covered your cheeks whilst a low blush covered his face. You turned back to the TV, with a cough.

“So um, going back to the topic of things that are different in your universes,” you started. “Umm, well do either of you have… um significant others waiting for you in your universes,” you mumbled out, cursing yourself internally for your awkwardness. Both the spiders tensed suddenly tensed, a sad look in his eyes.

Before you could question it, Pete spoke out, “Well, I had my fiancé MJ, but well were kind of taking a very long break at the moment… we haven’t spoken in over a year” he mumbled out. You bit your lip, internally screaming at yourself for asking the question and ruining the mood. Your eyes strayed over to Peter, who had tears in his eyes, and every bone in your body was screaming at you to hold him but you stopped yourself.

“I um, had someone. Her name was Gwen…” he struggled to get the words out.

“Peter its ok, you don’t have to.” You started, but he cut you off quickly.

“No its ok… i had Gwen uh, well she was my MJ, and there was a fight and I… I wasn’t fast enough to catch her and she… she… she um died,” he finally chocked out, clearly trying so hard not to cry. Before the rational part of your brain could register it, you were wrapped around him tightly. Holding onto him as if he would fall, if you let go. He stilled for a moment before he let out a deep sigh and hugged you back tightly. A few moments passed and you felt Pete behind you, hesitantly hugging you both from behind your back. You reached one arm back to hold him as well, a silent confirmation that his touch was welcome. He hugged you tighter after which.

"My Peter, has an MJ to," you mumbled out softly, both the Peters hugging you even tighter after which, as if they knew that it made you sad.

You sat there for ages, simply holding each other and breathing softly. You didn’t know why you felt so comfortable and content in their arms, and you sure didn’t know why you felt so protective and caring for these boys you had just met. But everything in you was screaming give these boys the world. You held each other till the tv went silent. You glanced up from Peter’s shoulder, looking at the Netflix’s are you still their prompt. “Do you guys have the office in your universes,” your whispered, mind randomly suggesting a movie name of the top of your head.

Peter sniffled softly letting you go gently, “no, what’s that?”

Pete also softly let you go, "we have the workplace. Maybe its like that," he uttered

You looked at him bewildered, "seriously, what the fuck even."

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And that’s how your Peter, or rather for this week, your Parker found the three of you when he arrived. The three of you practically sitting on top of each other, watching finding nemo, your hand still resting on Peters arm gently. Something he bristled at, before silently chastising himself, confused as to why a simple thing enraged him so.

“Hey, I’m back!” he called from the window, jumping in with a grin. “Got some progress about the spell. Um mister strange says he knows of a book that has information about how to fix the spell. Uh he just needs to fix it.” Parker started. “Oh, Y/N um I should probably explain everything now, well you see…”

“There’s no need Parker, they’ve already filled me in on the villains, mixed with the fact that doctor strange, is apparently a stubborn man who helped you break the multiverse and refuses to ask for help. Very inappropriate for a time thingie if you ask me. The real question is did you find any more of these missing villains or no?” You stood as you spoke one hand on your hip, and another pointed at Parker accusingly.

“Um, well there still missing.” Parker said, hands wringing together anxiously. “But we seem to think that we might now where one might be… tomorrow” he said anxiously. Both the other peters letting out a sigh at his words. “But don’t worry, MJ and Ned are coming over tomorrow and were going to figure everything out. MJs already got some great ideas.” Peter started, a loving face on his features as he spoke of MJ. You tensed sharply, something that did not go unnoticed by the other two Peters.

“Alright then Parker, so is there anything that we can do tonight?” you questioned Parker, failing to keep the attitude out of your voice.

“Um, well no… why are you um calling me parker,” he questioned softly, his features falling into a soft frown.

“Well, I refused to call you numbers… So, your Parker, he’s Peter and he’s Pete,” you pointed, accordingly as you spoke. “Now, if there’s nothing else, we can do tonight… then I guess we should just call it a night then. So I guess you can just leave now,” you sighed, stalking towards the hall for your bedroom before halting.

You turned to face Pete and Peter, “um, I guess Peter can take the guest room and the Pete can take my parents room,” you stated, pointed to the doors down the hallways as you spoke. “I am going to bed,” you sighed, walking away from the boys without another word.

Parker stood frozen at the window confusion evident on his face. He’d noticed you had been straying from the group, recently and was missing his best friend. The poor boy had no clue what he was doing wrong. But he knew it was him that was causing your distance from the group. The other two Peters were giving him knowing looks, like they knew exactly what he was going through. He gave them both awkward smiles, and quickly left through the window. Intent on clearing his head, with a few hours of patrol.

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You were getting dressed into your pajamas, teeth brushed and ready to go to sleep. Already anxious for tomorrow when you heard a soft knock. You turned to the door, scared to be caught changing again but the door remained shut tight.

“Um come in,” you shouted out, after you’d quickly dressed.

Peter stuck his head in, “Hi, I um… I waited for you to tell me I could come in this time,” he said a proud look on his face.

You giggled softly at the look on his face, “well, yes that is what most people do,” giggling even more as his face flushed and he rubbed the back of his neck.

“Yeah, sorry about earlier, I’ve always been really bad at that aha… done it to you way to much” he whispered the last part so softy you barely caught it. You were confused by the phrase but decided against saying anything. You both stood in silence for a while.

“Did you need something, or?” you questioned, after an awkward length of silence had passed.

“Oh! Um I just wanted to say goodnight, and just let you know if you need anything just let me know ya know aha,” he laughed out awkwardly.

“Oh, well you’re the guest shouldn’t you tell me if you need something?” you questioned with a laugh.

He froze, a bright red blush on his cheeks, “yeah right of course, you’re a fucking idiot Peter!” he said smacking his head as he spoke. “I’m just going to go. Um, goodnight” he said as he stumbled back to the door. You laughed at his soft and gentle awkwardness, staring at the closed door with a fond smile.

‘he’s really cute’ you thought, before shaking your head. ‘Woah girl, where the hell did that come from! You can not get a crush on the damn alternate universe Peter Parker’ you said shaking your head as you crawled into your bed. ‘I suppose all of them are very cute. Arghh stop it bad thoughts!’

“Ugh,” you groaned out, before you finally fell back into your bed falling into a fitful sleep. Not wanting to deal with tomorrow already.

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Caught In Their Webs (Series Masterlist)

NWH Spoilers below and in this series, read at your own risk!!!(Masterlist will be updated as story progresses, not much yet)

Summary: Your best friend and long term crush Peter Parker rocks up at your apartment with two other Peters Parkers in tow and tells you he has managed to break the damn multiverse. You agree to host the two other Peters, whilst your Peter tries to fix the damn multiverse. What will happen during a full week with three Peters filtering in and out of your apartment.

* = Smut

Prologue

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

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Caught In Their Webs (Series)

Warnings: NWH spoilers, eventual smut, light dom/sub, multiple partners, threesomes, foursomes, kinda cheating but not really, angst, fluff, so dang fluffy, jealousy, slow burn (kinda),

NWH SPOILERS, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!

I’m not very good at writing, but loved this idea so I decided to make it. If people like then series then i’ll definitely keep it up. (this is just a bit of needed back story, and the start of the story. Hopefully some people like it ☺️)

Prologue

You’d had a crush on your best friend Peter for as you long as you can remember. You’d originally become best friends back when you were both just little kids. You’d pushed him over and screamed at him for destroying your sand castle in the sand pit, but when he cried so hard screaming apologies and crying about an it being an accident you stopped. You felt so bad looking at the snot and sand covered boy, that you offered him the last of your cookie to get him to stop crying and the rest was history.

From that day on you were inseparable, when exactly your feelings became romantic you weren’t entirely sure. You supposed it was the sweet nicknames he whispered in your ear at movie nights, or the random flowers and chocolates he gifted you. Mixed with the day he spilt juice all over his shirt and shocked you with a well defined and perfect set of abs. Truly how could you not have a crush on him. When he finally told you he was Spider-Man, you weren’t actually that surprised. He was a sweet boy, and a good superhero but a bloody horrendous liar. You’d noticed early on the signs, catching on to his very suspicious excuses, but you feigned surprise when he told you anyway.

Ned was the first to know about your crush on Peter, catching you watching him wistfully, while he was going on and on about his crush on Liz, and connecting the ties early on. You were scared he knew at first, but thankfully your crush on the Peter seemed to be the only secret he could keep. You were excited when MJ, joined your little gang, excited for a female confidant. You where instantly close, becoming great friends in a mere few days. Peter was still your number one of course, but you and MJ shared a special connection instantly. Peter and MJ became the two best friends you could’ve ever asked for, caring, kind and funny. Which is what made it all the more devastating when you noticed the shared looks they started to give each other. Your heart absolutely shattering, when they became official. Hiding the devastation and tears in your eyes, when you realised they were perfect for each other, because who were you to ruin such a perfect couple.

The events after Mysterio were all just blur to you now. You recall a flurry of police investigations, watching Peters house on tv from the flurry of helicopters surrounding his windows, to getting denied MIT admission with your friends, the sadness of watching Peter and MJ get closer and closer. To distancing yourself from Peter, MJ and Ned, unable to watch the couple any longer. All of the moments leading to now. You standing mouth opening and closing as you stood in your lounge-room staring at your very guilty looking Peter Parker in his Spider-Man suit... with two more Peter Parker’s in suits standing behind him, rambling words a mile a minute at you.

“I’m sorry, you did a what now?” You snapped, cutting him off, head still reeling from the information the boy had just rambled, barely catching a word. You watched as Peters face flinched from your words, shrinking in on himself even more.

“A spell... to make everyone forget I was Spider-Man and it uhh kinda went wrong and I broke the multiverse, and now there’s two other Peters, and a bunch of crazy villains runny around in our universe.” Peter rambled out quickly, seemingly finding the feet of his suit very interesting. “ I just wanted you to go to MIT, and everything went wrong” he whispered the last part, staring up at you with those damn big beautiful eyes.

A flush hit your cheeks at his gaze, but you hid it with irritation, “I have so many damn questions Parker! I don’t even know where to start Peter!” You screeched, throwing your hands up in irritation. “Actually, yes I do. Why the hell are you and um, and the other two uh Peters at my house then, and I don’t know fixing the damn multiverse you broke then?” You snapped.

Peter flushed, hand running through the hair on the back of his head, a nervous tick of his you knew well. Your nerves growing with each passing second as your Peter and the other two Peters both looking between each other and back at you with nervous eyes.

“Well, um you see. They kinda need a place to stay, and with your parents away on holidays for the next month I kinda thought that they could stay here.” Peter mumbled, biting his lip and looking at you with big puppy dog eyes. Both the other two Peters stepping in closer to you, hands clasped together, pouting with big puppy eyes.

“Please, Y/N! Let us stay!” They all chorused. Staring you down with three sets of brown, gorgeous pleading eyes.

You bit your lip, looking between your Peter and the other two. Your eyes strayed to the left where a more matured and gentle looking Peter stood, pleading eyes staring at you, staring at you with an intensity and wisdom. Before you slid your eyes to the right, where a very tall and sculpted looking Peter was staring at you, a crooked smile on his face and soft kind eyes pleading with your very soul. Before sliding your eyes back to your Peter, who was staring at you so pleadingly, desperation so clear on his face.

“Mmmmmmmm.” You groaned, crossing your arms over you chest. Determination faltering with each passing second as the three boys stared at you with such big pleading eyes. “Oh dammit, fine ok! Ok! Just please, all of you! Stop staring at me with those big beautiful brown eyes!” You sighed, uncrossing your arms, covering you eyes with your arm dramatically to avoid their intense gazes.

“Yes!” Your Peter shouted, jumping up and down. The other two Peters also standing straight, big smiles adjourned on their faces. Your Peter did a little happy dance, before wrapping you in a big hug, a flush covering your cheeks with how tightly he held you, twirling you around in excitement. “I’ll be back tonight, I have to go talk to Doctor Strange, I’ll bring you Pizza and flowers and your favourite ice cream as a thank you tonight. I’m gonna fix this so quick, I promise they’ll only be here for a week at least.” He rambled, all whilst putting on his mask and jumping out the window before you could even blink.

You stood in shock, staring at the window, secretly hoping your Peter would come back any second and tell you this was all a big joke. But with each second that passed, the reality sat in as you slowly turned back to the other two Peters, both of them looking at you expectantly, small smiles on their faces. But something in their gazes made your brain stop for a moment, as both the boys looked at you with soft looks, and small smiles, eyes shining in excitement... looking almost as if they, recognised you? You felt you heartbeat race, flush covering your cheeks from the intensity of their stares, biting your lip softly and looking away to avoid their intense gazes. Trying to calm you racing heart.

“Wait..... did he just say at least a week!” You screeched, turning back to them. Both Peters giving you guilty smiles in return.

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