Arguing about what Christmas movies to watch with any Peter you want! And maybe
“I may or may not have left some….marks.”?
It doesn't need to be smut💖
this fic was exactly 777 words for some reason? 😭 i loved writing it!!! i made it my baby ps4 pete
pairing: PS4!peter x reader
winter blurbs 3.0 ❄️
peter was home alone. he was supposed to go over at may’s today but she was busy at the feast centre. the only thing peter could think of was to go over to your place and hang out with you.
so he changed quickly into his spidey suit, packing his clothes into his backpack. singing it over his shoulder and he was off to your place but when he reached your window, the room seemed empty and cold. he knocked anyway, receiving no reply. he sat down on the railing, pulling out his battered phone from his backpack he typed in your contact name and called you.
after a few rings, you picked up, your voice breathy.
“you’re out?” he asked.
“went grocery shopping.”
“in this weather?” peter asked, voice amused.
“i wanted to eat ramen, pete. you know i’d do anything for some good ramen.” you giggled and peter heard your front door open.
“well, can you open the window?” he asked, hearing shuffling from your apartment until he saw you opening the door to your room.
“i thought you were going over to may’s?” you mumbled into the phone still as you made your way over to the window, unlocking it for him.
peter quickly stumbled inside, hanging up and giving you a shrug, “she’s busy with martin, feast work.”
you gave him a smile, “fancy some ramen?”
after a while, the two of you were cuddled under the bed, finished ramen bowls kept on your bedside table as the two of you browsed through movies to watch on your laptop.
peter’s arm was lazily draped around your shoulders, his hand playing with your hair, “nightmare before christmas?”
“a little too late for that, parker.” you chuckled, looking at him.
“wanna watch a christmas movie?” he suggested and you nodded your head, “which one?”
you scrolled through the options, “silent night?”
“i’m sorry, i thought you said it was too late for that.” he gave you a look, making you roll your eyes.
“it’s not a halloween movie.”
“keep scrolling.” he said, not giving you the chance to do so as his finger met the screen of your laptop, scrolling past ‘silent night’, “maybe something classic like love actually or jingle all the way?”
you scrunched up your nose in disapproval, “we’ve seen it too many times.” it was peter’s turn to roll his eyes.
“it’s classic for a reason, babe.”
“how about we watch something new?”
peter gave it a thought and shrugged, “go on.”
“willy wonka?”
“that’s old-”
you cut him off, “i was talking about the new one.”
“that’s not exclusively a christmas movie.”
you groaned and looked back at the screen, “holidate?”
“cliché”
“christmas with you?”
“even more cliché.”
you looked at him with a straight face and he just kissed your forehead. you rested your head on his shoulder and just clicked on the next movie you found, “we’re watching family switch.”
“fine with me.”
the two of you watched the movie and you tried to keep your focus on the movie even though halfway through it peter was nestling his face into your neck, his lips grazing your skin. you kept your eyes trained at the screen, feeling him place butterfly kisses along your neck, “what are you doing?”
“got bored.” he mumbled back to your question, placing more kisses along your neck and collarbone, relaxing against the bed. your focus was breaking once peter’s hot tongue swirled against your warm skin. you gasped a little, feeling his teeth nip at your collarbone.
“it’s a nice movie.” you claimed.
“this is better.” he continued leaving kisses over the spot he bit before trailing kisses from the base of your neck, up to your jaw. his teeth biting into your skin every once in a while was followed by him soothing it by swiping his tongue over it.
it must’ve been almost ten minutes before you shut your laptop, pushing it away. your hand travelled to the back of his neck, pulling him in for a kiss.
peter gasped a sound of surprise but kissed you back, his hands flying to your waist and pulling you closer to him. you pushed him back onto the bed, haphazard with the blanket as you straddled his lap.
when the two of you parted for air, peter’s eyes ran over your skin and he chuckled. you gave him a questioning look, “what?”
“i may or may not have left some…. marks.”
your hands went to the skin of your neck, dragging your fingers over the slightly sore spots.
“well…” you mumbled, smirking down at him, “it’s only fair if i return the favour.”
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