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imdoingsortagay · 2 years

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Lets get physical

Summary: When you had asked your friend May to go to the gym and workout with you as a way to spend more time. May had agreed but she was a bit nervous about going, what's the worse that can happen right?

Word count: 4.2k

Characters: May Parker x Fem! Reader, Top! Reader X Bottom! May Parker.

A/n: this took so long to write but i loved the end of it and the title but i keep thinking of the Dua Lipa song or by Olivia Newton john as well.

Warnings: mentions of some marvel woman, exercising, masturbation , oral ( r receiving), fingering ( both giving and receiving), some fluff, dirty dirty thots and fluff at the end.

18+ content below the cut so minors please do it interact!!!!

happy reading and enjoy besties!!

“ did you want to go work out with me may? Sometime tomorrow morning?” you ask her out of nowhere as both of you are eating some breakfest.

It’s not that May needed to go workout, far from it. She’s in pretty good shape for her age and she’s happy with that. Ever since peter went away for school, there’s been all of this free time that she’s needed to fill now and work doesn’t seem to be helping with that.

So you being the good best friend you are, made a joke to her during a girl's night that she could come workout with you if all she needs is a hobby to keep her busy while peter is off at college, to which she was surprised about

“ Do you think I need to workout y/n? I'm shocked you even decided to suggest that seeing as I have a nice body,” Mays says to you as she drinks some wine from her glass.

“ No look, it’s not that I think you need to go workout, clearly you looking so great, my point is if you need something to fill in all of the free time, you could always come and accompany me,” you pause as she gives you a weird look,” plus it would be fun to not just go alone”.

“ I’ll think about it y/n, just remind me the next time we hang out together”

“ Yes maam,” you say with a little salute as she stickers her tongue out at you and you laugh at the face you make at her.

“ Did I make you remind you next time we were together?”

You nod at her question and she internally cringes at your good memory, even with how much she’s seen you drink sometimes.

Damm your good memory.

“ May, we can go another time if you have to work tomorrow but please tell me if you don't want to do this,” you say as you place your hand on her thigh to comfort her,” I’d rather not make you feel like you need to do this”.

The hand on her thigh seemed to make May not pay attention to what you had said. It’s just a simple gesture but it made her feel something down below

She’ll just have to deal with it later on at night she guesses.

“ Did you hear what I said May? You look like you just zoned out right now,” you say and it makes her blush, but you decide to go past that.

“ No y/n I was and I don't have any plans tomorrow before 11 am, after that I have work but I would be very happy to work out with you,” and you get up and give her a big hug, happy that this will be the first time both of you will be able to hang out in the mornings rather than just during the nights. Not much time to be able to spend together since she had to get peter up for school and stuff.

“ well, I am excited about this! I haven’t gone to the gym with someone for a while,” you pause,” I think I went with one of peter’s avenger's buddies once the blonde one but I think she thought it was a date and as pretty as she was, all I wanted to do was get some stress out from the work shift I had before,” you say and take a sip from your coffee cup.

“ Which blonde?” May ask you and you take a bit to remember the events of that day being that it’s been a while since you’ve had people accompany her.

She feels at big jealous on the inside that Peter seems to set you up on a date, especially with one of his fellow Avengers. It’s not that she’s jealous, no way it’s that. May is just a caring friend and just wants to make sure nobody hurts you.

That’s it. It’s just friends being friends and that means caring for them when they are on dates with a pretty woman.

“ Um, I think it was either Nat when she went blonde or Carol if I remember correctly, maybe it was nat’s sister according to Peter and he said that and I quote’ you can get her to not be scary miss y/l/n’ for some reason”.

Don’t be jealous, don't be jealous and most of all don’t be jealous, May thinks to herself before she asks more questions about this.

“ not to change the subject about that gym encounter but I am excited about tomorrow may,” you say and give her a smile that calms her down.

This should be fun

Nothing can go wrong with both of you working out.

*The next day *

The only y/n: Meet you at the gym May,

May <3: that’s fine honey just send me the name of the gym

The only y/n: okay the gym is the equinox, it’s about 5 blocks away from your apartment, see you in an hour may<3

May <3: Like that expensive one we joke about all the time???

The only y/n: it's not, trust me if it were i would not be able to afford my apartment, trust me.

The only y/n: see you in an hour <3

May put her phone down and try her best not to freak out that she’ll get to see you working out in about an hour. It’s been years for her since she’s properly worked out so having to find workout clothes was a challenge.

Who knew that the closet full of clothes she’s had don’t contain even some sort of workout clothes but thank the universe for peter who had some sweats she could use.

Now all she has to do is hope that the time goes by very fast, which couldn't be too hard to do, right?

Well wrong

Every time May had been checking her phone, it seemed like time just kept getting slower and slower for her. She had done most of her morning chores so there was nothing in the apartment that needed cleaning, it hasn’t been too long since she ate breakfast so food can’t help her pass the time.

Maybe the universe can grant her a miracle so she isn’t just stuck waiting for you to text her like a weirdo.

A good book from her bookshelf might be the solution to help pass the time before she leaves, May loves reading and it prevents her from checking the time on her phone every 30 seconds.

“ Guess I’ll stick to a book,” she says to herself and begins to read the book, a romance novel she bought some months ago but never had the time to read it. It's a shock that she’s just reading this now because May loves the story so far.

Reading the book got her so zoned out that she forgot she even had to go out with you, till she heard a loud knock and realized she might be late. Or just one of her neighbors needing to borrow some baking ingredients.

Both are both possibilities.

“ I’m coming, I’m coming hold your horses I am on my way to the door,” she says to the person waiting for her and she’s right about to tell her neighbor no when she opens the door to see you in front of it.

Her mind stops working for a couple of seconds as she takes a moment to observe your workout attire. Some Nike shoes that seem to be a bit worn out, light grey workout leggings that show off your legs perfectly, and last but not least, a tank top that showed off your very buff arms.

“ You ready to go may? I was gonna text you but I decided why not pick you up from your apartment and we could just meet,” you continue as May keeps looking at how good your arms look like a thirsty person,” so yea may”.

“ oh right right y/n, give me a minute to get my stuff and we could head over to the gym in a bit,” she says ad lets you in before quickly making her way towards the bathroom to give herself a little pep talk.

To calm her down from whatever she just did right now.

It’s been years since May had had an actual crush, too heartbroken from ben’s death to even move on and not having time to go on dates when Peter’s parents had died as well and she needed to take custody. So having a crush is very much new territory for her, especially on someone who’s a friend to her.

She can’t lose you as a friend, you’ve been there for her for the past 5 years, and she wouldn’t risk ending it on some crush.

So all she hopes is that she can focus on just working out with you and avoid looking at you like a thirsty animal, then all can be good.

“ Hey may are you okay? We could just cancel the gym for another day if you don’t want to today or have plans,” you shout from the living room. May checks herself out a bit to make sure nothing is out of place and she makes her way out of the bathroom to find you in the living room just looking at her bookshelf.

“ The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo, really May?” you say as you held the book, surprised at the fact that she took your book recommendations, fearing maybe that it was just too boring for her to read.

“ yea I bought it months ago and decided to read it now,” she says ad you place the book back where you find it.

“ you ready to go and workout with me may?” you ask with a smile and May could feel butterflies at how excited you look.

“ Ready as I’ll ever be y/n, now let's go ?” she says and you both collect your things and make your way out of her apartment to walk to the gym.

20 minutes later

“ For a gym with the same name as the expensive named uptown, it’s very lowkey y/n, how did you even find this? “ May asks you as you both walk into the gym, pure shock on her face seeing how lowkey it looks compared to the name.

“ Peter brought me here 1 year ago with Ned when they both tried to workout out, seeing as it only stuck with me I've been coming here ever, “ you say to May as you make your way to the front desk and you talk to the employee like always.

“ Omg well if it isn’t the great y/n, honey how are you ??? I haven't seen you back here since last week,” the employee says with excitement in her tone, and May can’t help but feel happy that you seem to be well known besides to her and Peter.

“ I was gonna come yesterday but look!!! I have a buddy with me this time,” you say as you present May to her and she gets embarrassed that you didn’t at least warn her about introducing her to people but it can be a conversation for later.

Both of you take 5 minutes to talk to the lady and make your way to where the gym equipment but not before taking a couple of minutes to stretch so there won’t be any complaining of sore muscles the next day.

“ Why are we even stretching y/n?”

“ So you don’t end up with really sore muscles the next day. Bad idea to just go straight to working out May, trust me I learned it the hard way when I decided to skip on stretching my muscles once cause I was too tired,” you say and cringe at the memory of how sore and tired you felt that day.

The woman in front of you decided to not question it and just follows your lead when it comes to stretching your body.

“ You wanna start with legs or do you mind if we just do upper body may? Just asking you in case you wanna work out something specific,” you say and point to all your body as a way to see if she’s thinking of a certain part to wanna workout.

“ chest is fine with me honey, just show me what to do and I’ll gladly follow you along,” she says before both of you make your way to the weights.

Before sitting on the bench, you get the usual weights for yourself, put them on, and try to stretch again just to be sure, and slowly light for may look at.

And oh is she looking alright. Not to work but just staring at you and admiring just how hot your arms are and so toned. It’s not like you can see her zoned out right now so no harm for her to thirst she assumes.

The way your arms flex with every lift, how buff they look from where she’s standing, and the concentration on your face as you do your very best not to have it fall on top of you to not look lame in front of your friend. She just knows that once you drop her off at her apartment that she’ll indeed need to rub one out before going on with the rest of the day.

“ May, now that you saw me do it, now it’s your turn to do it,” you say motioning to the bench and all she can feel at the moment is nervous. That she’ll end up getting too distracted by you and accidentally drop the weights on top of her. As she stands there watching you change the weights to something May can handle, it calms her a bit to see you being the good friend here and it makes her feel nice.

You motion to the bench again for her to notice and May goes to the bench, sits down, and helps her get into the right position to lift the weights.

“ I got you, honey,” you say to calm her down, and that somewhat seems to work, May being able to easily lift the weights( she assumes you just did 10 on each so as not to go too hard on it from the estimate she’s making) and encouraging you to keep going.

After about 5 minutes of that and May decided to stop to rest for a bit to take in what just happened. You praised her and it helped her very much when it came to the workout and has no idea how the fuck she’s going to even last if it’s gonna be like that for the next whatever minutes you want to workout.

~ An hour and 10 minutes later and at May’s apartment ~

“ I didn’t want to push you too much, but how did you like working out with me May? I hope you had fun,” you say as she hands you a cold water bottle from her fridge.

“ I had fun y/n, I would like to maybe go more with you, of course when we both have some time in the morning honey,” She says and takes a drink of the cold water, knowing very much that she needs it after seeing you workout at the gym.

I mean how could she not?

She’ll probably have to rub one out as she thought about earlier in the gym once you leave, which should be soon. Until she heard the sounds of Billy Joel coming from your phone and all she wants to do is internally scream at whoever is calling you.

“ Hey, do you mind if I answer the call here May? It’s just a coworker of mine calling me and it should be like 5 minutes,” you say as the phone continues to ring and you just nod. Give her a thumbs up so you can answer the phone call.

‘ if she’s taking a 5-minute call, then maybe I could use this time to do it in the bathroom right before I have to go grocery shopping’ May thinks to herself and decides to sneak away to the bathroom to touch herself. Yes, she could also wait until she has time at night to do it as well but nights can sometimes be a bit busy for her.

She quickly makes her way to her bathroom, not bothering to lock it since you’ll just let yourself out and she quickie pushes her sweats along with her underwear down to her legs. She moves her right hand down to her wet core and lets out a little moan at the fact that she’s just soaking wet.

Soaking wet seeing you and just hanging out with a sweaty and worked out you. Which she assumes is just a normal thing friends can do.

Just bestie things.

( it’s not but she’ll realize that soon enough trust me).

May slowly starts to touch herself and all she can think about at the moment is how she wants you to fuck her right now. Someone who’s supposed to be her friend and her only thought right now is you see her all needy and flustered for her in the bathroom. Maybe eating her out to help her cum right here and now. All of these dirty thoughts are being fueled all because of you just working out.

“ Fuck I feel so so good right now,” May whispers to herself as she continues to tease herself before inserting one finger into her pussy. She covers her mouth to ensure no moans come out and lets out more covered moans at how great the one finger feels inside her, waiting until she feels better to insert another one.

While May is too busy touching herself in the bathroom, She forgets that you are in the living room answering a call that only lasted about 2 and a half minutes since it was a problem that you were able to solve since it occurred before.

Right as you are about to head out of her apartment to head back and shower, maybe even play a game or 2, a weird noise comes from the bathroom.

‘ What is she doing’ you think to yourself and decide to investigate, just wanting to make that her friend is all good before she heads off.

As you get closer and closer to her bathroom ( which isn’t far considering the apartments in new york arent’ the biggest), the noises get louder and louder and you blush and immediately recognize the noises that are coming out.

Moans and whimpers.

Not just any moans and whimpers, it’s sexual noises that are coming out of may’s mouth and you can't help but feel flattered that she’s touching herself.

“ Shit y/n, let me cum please! I’ll be a good girl for you if you let me cum for you shit,” she moans out, and to say your face looks redder than a tomato would be an understatement at the moment.

“ Well here goes nothing,” you say to yourself, not even giving it a thought, and open the door to see May leaning against the bathroom sink, sweats and underwear down to her legs while she’s two fingers deep into her pussy.

May sees you but continues to fuck herself in front of you, too horny to even be embarrassed to even care as she pulls you in to kiss her, and lets out a moan at finally being able to kiss you like she’s wanted to.

“ Need my help pretty girl???” you say with every kiss and May nods into the kiss, and she removes her fingers so you can fuck her yourself.

“ God naughty little thing, can’t even wait for me to leave and you gotta go fuck yourself in the bathroom,” you say in her ear and you slowly insert 2 fingers, brain stopping for a quick second at now soaked this woman is for you.

‘Fuck this woman is so fucking soaked for me’ you think as you begin to fuck her, wondering if she was soaked for god knows how long you.

Soaked for you.

“ Y/n, go faster please baby, I need to cum bad,” Mays says to you and continues to let out the most beautiful moans you’ve ever heard. Which with your experience it’s not much but they are still very pretty to you.

“ How about you beg for me you slut,” you use your other hand to give her clit a few slaps to make her listen to you,” I wanna hear you beg for me baby and if you are convincing enough I’ll permit you”.

“ Y/n please let me cum, fuck I've been so so good for you, and all I wanna do it look all pretty for you as I cum all over your fingers, shit y/n let me cum and I'll eat you out,” she says and lets out a loud whimper, signaling you that she’s about to cum.

“ Be a good girl and cum for me, baby,” you whisper in your ear, not even 10 seconds later feeling her cum for you as she lets out a quiet moan, finally being able to cum after holding off for you. Once you feel she’s done, you slowly remove your fingers and insert them into your mouth to taste, moaning at how amazing this woman taste. Hoping that maybe you can continue this after talking it out together.

“ May?”

“ Yeah, baby? What do you need?” she says.

“ You still tired? Or you down for another round of sex”

“ I’m down for one more round with you babe,” she says to you.

“ When you said that you’d eat me out after cumming, does that offer very much still stand? Or not “ you ask with a curious face and hope that she’s still down. If she wasn’t then fine with you as well.

May doesn’t say a word to you, just slowly getting on her knees in front of you, pulling down your underwear and workout leggings and once it’s down to her knees and then off of your body, she immediately begins to lick at your wet core and you let out a moan.

“ Slow down pretty girl,” you say to her,” want you to go slow so I can savor this moment right now”

“ May your mouth feels amazing on my pussy,” you moan out loud, grabbing her hair to keep her in place as she continues to lick at your folds, absolutly loving the way you taste, wanting to try to make you feel just as great as you did earlier. Wanting to just be your good girl and look all pretty for you.

‘ why did we not do this sooner with her? Mays mouth feels so amazing on me what the actual fuck’ you think to yourself.

A couple more minutes of may eating you out like a starved woman, and you feel yourself getting closer and closer to your orgasim and tap on her shoulders a couple times to signal that she can rub your clit.

May gets the hint and uses her other hand to rub circles on your clit, which only makes you cum for the woman on her knees. She takes her mouth off of your pussy for a bit to see you look so out of break and flustered for her.

“ May too much, too much,” you tell her as she tries to clean you up and she makes her way so she can kiss her.

“ may this was the best sex ever,” you tell her after kissing her for a bit and the woman in front of you tries her best to hide the blush on her face. This fails badly as you remove her hands so you can see how cute she looks all flustered for you.

“ same for me babe, it’s been a while since i actually had sex so i didn’t think it would happen again but i’m happy that it was you,” she says to you.

“ agreed may”

“ so y/n”

“ yeah?”

“ how about we talk this over on a date? I’d love to take you out to eat at this new italian restaurant that opened near my place. My roommate said that the pasta is amazing and it’s family owned too. If you want to of course,” you say as you are able to stop yourself from rambling to May.

Before you can even try to ramble on about food, May grabs your face and kisses you hard, smiling into the kiss that whatever both of you going on could go into something more than just friends.

“ i had to shut you up before you ended up rambling baby but,” she smiles at how happy and cute you look right now,” i would love to go out with you on that date y/n, i wanna see where this can go”.

“ I would love that very much” you tell her and leave a kiss on her forehead, happy as you can be at how excited you are about being able to form a romantic relationship with May.

“ So now that we have all of that out of the way, i have like 2 hours free before i have to go to work at the office,” you tell the women and wiggle your eyebrows, hearing her laugh at what your’re suggesting her.

“ what are you suggesting y/n? “ she asks you.

“ Well we could maybe go for another round somewhere that isn’t the bathroom or maybe we could just spend an hour and cuddle together” you pause,” i’m totally fine with whatever you want of course”

“ cuddle,” she says and both of you get somewhat together for you can both spend the 2 hours that you have free to just cuddle and be close to eachother.

#lizs writing #may parker x reader #wlw marvel fic’s #marvel imagine #reader insert fics #May parker #may parker smut

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maxillness · 2 years

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Hi! Will you write more May Parker x reader?? I really liked the other one you wrote!!

Visit // Fluff

I'm glad you liked the other one

I wasn't really in the mood for smut, so I hope it's okay I did fluff

English is not my first language, so prepare for grammar mistakes

Word Count: 165. I know it's short, but I hope it's okay

"Hi. Can I help you with something?" May had opened the door where a woman stood

"Are you May Parker?" She asked

"Yes. Who are you?"

"Y/N Stark. My brother sent me to check up on Peter" She smiled

"Um... He has school for two more hours. Do you wanna come in and wait?" May couldn't deny that the woman before her was gorgeous

"Sure. Thanks"

Y/N came in and was offered something to drink, and they just sat and talked. The more they talked, the closer they got

"May? Are you listening?" She was definitely not listening

"Your eyes are really pretty," May said while looking deeply into Y/N's eyes

"Well, thank you. Yours are pretty too" She smiled. It didn't go unnoticed by Y/N when May looked down at her lips and back up at her eyes "You should get better at that" She said, but before May could answer, Y/N had already pulled her into a kiss

#May parker #may parker x reader #fluff #marvel #mcu #fanfiction #oneshot

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multifandomfix · 1 year

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May Parker Smut Alphabet

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

May either gets a weird burst of energy right after and pops up and gets you anything you might want or need, or she just falls into a lazy sort of haze where she only wants to bask in the afterglow with you.

B = Body part (favorite body part of their partner’s)

Your thighs, she finds them so soft and can easily get distracted running her hands over them.

C = Collar (do they mark you as theirs in some way?)

She would if you wanted her to, but it’s not something she would really feel the need to do. She isn’t the type to consider you her property.

D = Dominant (who is in control? are they a top or bottom?)

May is the truest of switches. She can flip on a dime, but she really doesn’t mind which role she fills, sometimes she even does both in one night.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

She’s got a decent amount of experience. She knows what she’s doing and if she can’t please you as well as you’d like, she’s the kind of woman to do some research on new techniques to try out.

F = Fuck (do they prefer to fuck or make love?)

Either or, really. It all depends on mood and stress level.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

She can be either. She prefers things to be a little more open and not so serious that you can’t feel comfortable with whatever may happen.

H = Hot (what turns them on, gets them going)

Open communication is actually quite the turn on for May. She doesn’t want vague hints, she wants to know what you want and how you want it.

I = Insatiable (how do they act when they’re desperate to have you?)

Kind and fair. She might be very in the mood, but if you’re not, she’s a grown woman that can take care of her own needs.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Again, May is perfectly able to take care of herself should the time not be right to share that sort of intimacy with you. But she’s not known to do it frequently.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Roleplay. Life can sometimes get a bit dull, so sometimes May likes to bring a little spice by playing out some more exciting personas.

L = Location (favorite places to have sex)

Anywhere that’s within the privacy of your own home. She doesn’t mind messing up the house, but she isn’t one to take the risk of going outside her safe space for sex.

M = Mood (what’s the foreplay like? how do you get them in the mood?)

Expecting a lot of making out. May loves to kiss you, explore your body with her mouth, and let you do the same to her, it’s her favorite kind of warm up to the main event.

N = Naked (how do they undress? do they like to watch you undress?)

May likes it best when you slowly undress each other, especially when your clothes are littered on the floor on the way to the bedroom.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Once again a place where May is equal opportunity. She likes to give just as much as receive and she is actually pretty damn good at it.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and sensual is May’s default. She loves to pay attention to your every want and need, and take care of you the way you do for her. That doesn’t mean there aren’t the more hot and heavy times though.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

She hates quickies. It has to be really exceptional circumstances before she’ll consider one. She thinks they’re a waste and way too frenzied and sloppy for her liking.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

She’ll experiment sure, but she’s never going into anything blind. She’ll spend some time with you looking into the ins and outs of whatever it is you might want to try with her before outright committing.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Four rounds maybe on her better, more energetic nights. But once or twice on average.

T = Tryst (are they into casual sex or one night stands?)

She’s indulged in the past, but they’re not something she makes a habit of. They’re okay to scratch an itch, but they often aren’t as satisfying for her.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh you better believe May likes to tease you. And it’s so damn easy for her. She knows every little trick to drive you absolutely mad.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

She’s not always loud, with thin walls and neighbors so close she tries to rein it in. But you can be sure that even when being loud isn’t an option, she’ll be close to your ear, whispering the most amazing things.

W = Wait (how long do they wait before having sex with their partner for the first time?)

It depends. Just whenever you’re both ready to take that step, really. She’s not going to rush you into anything and she hopes you’d have the same respect for her.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

May is gorgeous while wearing anything or wearing absolutely nothing and she knows it. She’s got an amazing body and isn’t afraid to try any sort of lingerie on for you.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Perhaps just a touch higher than average. She has a healthy sexual appetite and always keeps you on your toes.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

She likes to cuddle, so she's definitely going to get a bit of that in if she can before she's able to drift off to sleep.

For 💅 Anon

May Parker: @unexpected-character, @lilyontheloose, @puppy-coded, @marinarashakeyobooty, @marvelgeek09, @becomingthedreamversionofme, @music-bird, @chaotic-mushroomz, @mbruben-stein, @sunflowergurlsposts, @danimorgan1708, @thenazwife, @onlykeres, @floresferae, @stressydepressyandlemonzesty, @multifandomlover01, @tokyo-liv, @geekyandgay98, @sweetyprincesschaos, @yetanotherattemptatanaccount, @dark-swanbrat3

#may parker #may parker smut alphabet #may parker x reader #mcu #marvel #request #💅 anon

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creative-caramel-coffee · 17 days

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The Spiders Sister - Chapter 1

Summary: Reader gets caught hiding out in the avengers tower. In the end it turns out for the best.

TW: non-sexual nudity, illness, fainting, swearing

Words: 4.1K

A/n: Super long first chapter

маленький паук – Little Spider

It defiantly wasn’t part of your life plan to be living with your bother again in your adulthood.

You had spent an excellent few months on your own having finally moved out of May Parker’s apartment, it had been perfect. Well … as perfect as life could be for a parker.

Then … you guessed it … parker luck struck again. There was a huge fight, one you had been itching to join but your brother, peter parker, had it covered. And since nobody knew that you sometimes wore the spider-man suit when peter wasn’t able to, it would all be over if two Spider-Man’s ended up fighting some of the weird aliens that had invaded New York.

You see, you and your brother had more in common than most siblings did. Peter parker had been bitten by a radioactive spider on a school trip as was known to a few people. But, at the same time, you had been eighteen and chaperoning the field trip.

When peter had snuck off to the side you had gone after him. When he was bitten, so were you.

But for now, you had decided to try and stay away from the superhero lifestyle. But when the itch came, peter lent you his suit so you could scratch it.

You had helped him refine his web-fluid and had your own web shooters as well as one of his old suits just in case. May knew about you and peter after finding out a while ago. However, peter and you had kept everything about your existence from the avengers so you could live a semi-normal life. At least for now.

But the day the avengers were fighting off the aliens, New York had taken some heavy damage. You had been running a small illustration business out of your apartment in queens. Your apartment … which was now levelled in the fight was gone. Along with your business.

Since you had moved out young, May only had one spare bedroom in her apartment which peter was occupying. Leaving the Parker’s with one option.

As peter had a room in the avenger's tower, you could stay there or with aunt may. Peter being Peter didn’t want to ask tony if he could stay in the tower for the unforeseeable future without arousing questions. So, you had been secretly living in the tower for about three days now.

Peter brought you food and had bribed Jarvis to keep your existence a secret. You had his old suit if you wanted to leave the tower, you could swing away instead of walking through the building and getting caught.

It was a pretty solid plan and it had been working pretty well. Until the day you got sick.

Peters' bedroom in the tower was on the floor with the other avengers, meaning you had to be somewhat quiet so Natasha, clint or the others didn’t find you. But it had begun to get colder out, and Peters old suit didn’t have a heater. It had been made before tony had found out spiders, including peter and yourself, can't thermoregulate. And swinging around New York without a heater in the nippy winter air had left you with a pretty nasty cold.

Unlike peter your powers didn’t give you super healing. In fact, your powers differed from peters in more ways than one. For one thing you had small fangs which you could retract, they didn’t do much, but they were cool, and peter was mildly jealous. Another thing was you had taken on aspects of jumping spiders as you could jump higher due to your super strength and some weird spider quality peter lacked.

Like peter the bit had given your excellent eyesight, increased metabolism, a lack of thermoregulation, the weird sticky thing, the spider sense and super strength and the allergy to peppermint. But due to sharing the suit anytime you went out as “Spider-Man” you had to refrain from using your own unique powers, so you didn’t give anything away.

The thermoregulating thing may have finally come back to bite you now that you were in peters old suit. After taking one of his patrols for him so he could finish his assignment and you could get out of his room in the tower, the cold had made you sick. Heres the thing about having a high metabolism when you don’t have an increased healing factor. It went one of two ways. Either you had flash colds which were taken care of quickly and at a much faster rate than the average human, or if it was stronger than your immune system, it was quickly made into a bigger problem than it should have been due to your body processing things faster and speeding up its strength.

Anytime this had happened in the past, due to not being able to go to a regular hospital, you had thanked the gods for May choosing a career in nursing. Though she had been able to treat you superficially with regular medicine and not anything made for super soldiers or spiders as that was a Bruce banner specialty that was unique to the tower's med bay. So, you often just had to ride it out and if things got really bad, peter would try and smuggle you some of his medicine out of the tower for you.

So, this is where you ended up. Curled up in Peters bed in the tower, stifling rough sounding coughs into his pillow and making a mental note to wash his sheets soon. You were doing your best to remain quiet and not alert either of the super spies to your presence or any of the other avengers. You thanked Thor that only you and peter had super hearing which meant you could usually tell if someone was in the halls.

Feeling miserable you buried yourself further into the sheets and shivered, it was so cold but in reality, you probably had a high fever. Your lungs let out a wheezing noise whenever you exhaled, and you were beginning to think maybe your asthma was back. Unlike peter you had not been so lucky as to have had it cured by the bite.

Your asthma puffer was one of the few things that survived your apartment being destroyed. As you laid in bed feeling awful you thought back to that day.

You thanked the gods you had been out at the time. You had gone to a coffee shop downtown with your sketchbook, laptop and usual things you took out, including a range of art supplies and of course your emergency puffer which peter had managed to smuggle out which had doses that worked with your metabolism.

You were broken from your daydreams as another harsh coughing fit wracked your body. From what you could hear nobody was in the halls, but you did your best to keep quiet regardless. The wheezing that trailed after each breath was getting worse and your lungs were feeling tight.

You had been trying to use the puffer sparingly so it didn’t run out because you didn’t know if and or when peter could get you another. But as drawing breath grew harder you made the executive call to use it. You rolled over in the bed and threw an arm down to fish around for your red backpack. Finding it you fiddled with the zip before your fingers wrapped around the cool plastic of the device. Tony being tony had insisted it have a Spiderman case thinking it was peters which ended up being rather ironic as it was fitting for you too.

You tried fruitlessly one last time to draw breath before achieving nothing but a crackling wheeze. Screw it. You uncapped the red lid and held it to your lips, propping yourself up on an elbow in an attempt to sit u straight to take it.

You exhaled and inhaled repeating it once more before drawing in a lungful of the super-medicine. Almost straight away you began to feel better. Your fast metabolism speeding up the medicines process.

Feeling like you could breathe again you replaced the cap and put it on the nightstand before curling up in the sheets again feeling cold still but also slightly damp from the thin layer of sweat that had been forming all morning.

You were dressed in spider-man pjs which had a thin t-shirt and long pants. You had considered getting up to grab one of peters hoodies to get warm or another blanket but the idea of standing up made your head spin.

You nestled back into the sheets and let your eyes fall shut despite it being almost midday. The curtains were drawn and so it didn’t bother you too much. You began to drift off into a semi-peaceful sleep broken by harsh coughing fits which were becoming harder to stifle in your half asleep and fevered state.

Meanwhile the avengers had just finished their morning training session, one which Peter had joined for once. Peter being Peter had barely broken a sweat and as a result had opted to hang out on the communal floor while everyone went o freshen up.

Stark had designed the tower well. With Peter’s bedroom being on the same floor as Natasha’s who was rather protective of her younger spider counterpart as well as Wanda’s, Yelena’s, Kate’s and a few spares. The rest of the avengers were a floor above.

At first peter had been a bit miffed about being on a floor of just girls but he ended up liking it a lot. And he had a second bedroom in the master suite with tony and Pepper which he proffered anyway. The one on the avenger's floor was more for if Tony and Pepper were away, and he wanted to be around the others.

Natasha was headed for her room after waving goodbye to peter who had settled down to watch more star-wars, when she paused in the hallway.

Retracing her steps she found herself stood outside peters bedroom door. Frowning she pressed an ear to the door and froze. Someone was inside and coughing. Knowing it wasn’t peter, nat carefully twisted the door handle.

Peter being peter had prepared for almost anything. As soon as Natasha had set foot inside peters room Jarvis had alerted peter of her presence.

Meanwhile Natasha peered into the dimly lit room. The lump in the bed was wriggling around and coughing. Nat was on high alert by now. She realised this person was ill but how had they managed to get in without Jarvis knowing? And why were they in peters bed?

She crossed the threshold and walked over to the bed. Taking note of the backpack on the floor and puffer on the bedside table as well as your spider-man pjs which had been a gag gift from Peter last Christmas.

Nat stood and observed for a second. Looking down at your flushed face which was burning with fever and the harsh coughs that were wracking your weak form.

Nat watched helplessly for a second unsure of how to deal with a sick intruder.

She hesitated before extending a hand to your forehead and feeling a very high fever. She sucked a breath. Despite being an intruder she had some ideas as to why you may have been here. Your likeness to peter wasn’t hard to spot. Yet. She was unsure.

Peeling of the blankets to get a better look at you, as she did you made a small noise of discontent and curled into a shaking ball still fever addled and half asleep.

Before she could continue the door opened and peter looked in.

“Uhh M-Ms Romanoff…” Peter said looking guilty as he stepped in and closed the door again.

“Peter, do you know who this is?” Natasha asked getting straight to the point. Peter hesitated and rubbed the back of his neck.

“Y-yes.” He said looking at your sick form with a frown.

“Peter.” She said crossing her arms. “Care to share whats going on?” Nat said as she headed for Peter’s bathroom.

“Um… She … she’s,, my sister.” Peter said unsurely. Natasha returned after a second and nodded. Now holding the first aid kit from peters bathroom in her arms.

“Anything else i should know?” She asked walking over to the bed and sitting down to rifle through the first aid kit.

“Petey?” You mumbled hearing his voice.

Peter seemed to break out of his trance and came to your side. “I’m here Y/n.” He said.

“‘S cold.” You mumbled making peter frown.

“Actually, I think she has a fever.” Nat said as she found what she was looking for, pulling out a thermometer from the kit.

Nat gently placed the thermometer under your tongue and turned to look at peter.

“Pete, you’re not in trouble but i need some more information.” Natasha said.

“This is Y/n. She’s, my sister. Her apartment was levelled in the last attack and so she’s been staying here ever since. She’s not a threat I promise.” Peter said almost tripping over his words in order to explain.

Before Nat could respond the thermometer beeped and she removed it to look at the small screen, drawing another round of coughs from you. Natasha rubbed your back with one hand while frowning at the screen.

“Peter… she should be dead. This says 106. There’s more isn’t there.” Nat said with some urgency as she began peeling the rest of the blankets off you in an attempt to cool you down.

“Ahh … yes. She had powers. Like mine. She … she wears the suit sometimes.” Peter said standing nearby and watching with a worried expression.

“Ok. So, she has spider powers? High metabolism, super strength, etc.” Nat said and Peter nodded. “Why hasn’t her healing fixed this?” Nat said feeling your forehead again.

“She doesn’t have it. Her powers differ slightly.” Peter explained as Nat cursed softly in Russian.

“Her fever’s still rising.” Nat said making a decision. “We need to cool her down fast before she gets too hot for her own good. Jarvis?” Natasha said and peter looked panicked for a second worried about more people finding out about you.

“Ms Romanoff-“ he started.

“Pete, we need to cool her down stat. I need some help.” She said and peter nodded still looking nervous. “Jarvis call wanda to Peter’s bedroom.” Nat said and peter relaxed slightly. Wanda was ok. She would be good for the situation.

“What are you going to do?” Peter asked.

“She needs a bath and I doubt you want to do that.” She said with a small smirk and Peter flushed for a second.

“Defiantly not.” He said shaking his head.

“Is there someone we can call? Someone who she’d be ok with dressing her once we cool her down. She may be sick but i don’t want to invade her privacy.” Nat said as she scooped you up from the bed and into her lap while they waited for wanda to arrive. You cough harshly again and wheezed making nat frown and look to peter.

“Asthma.” He said.

“Runs in the family huh?” She joked reaching over for the puffer on the bedside table.

“Uh… about that.” Peter said looking guilty. “Mine was cured by the bite. I need the puffers for her.” He said looking sheepish. Expecting Nat to be mad she grinned.

“You’re a good brother.” She said as she uncapped the device and pressed it to your lips.

“Exhale.” She instructed and by some small miracle you complied. When you went to inhale, she administered the medicine and told you to hold.

Recapping the device, she rubbed a hand up and down your arm. “Good job sweetie.” She said and felt you relax into her arms some more as you let out a breath.

The two sat in silence for another second before the door opened again and wanda slipped inside.

She was freshly showered, her hair damp and she smelt like jasmine and honey. She was dressed in a simple faded black t-shirt and grey track pants.

“Whats-“ she began before pausing, her eyes caught on you laid in Natashas lap half asleep.

“Wanda,” Nat said. “Meet Y/n. Peter’s older sister.” She said.

“Okay…” Wanda said looking lost before her expression morphed to concern as you coughed. “Is she ok?” Wanda asked.

“No. That’s why you’re here. Long story short, peter smuggled her into the tower, and she has spider powers and her fever is really high. We need to cool her down.” Nat said and wanda swallowed and nodded. “Peter?” Nat said turning to the younger parker.

“Yes?” He said looking up from where he had been studying his shoes closely.

“You never answered my question. Is there someone we can call to come and get her dressed after wanda and i bathe her?” Nat asked and peter blushed again and nodded.

“I can call May. It’s her day off.” He said and Nat nodded.

“You do that. Wanda and I will look after Y/n. We promise not to go further than her outer clothes.” She said and scooped you up into her arms. She headed for Peter’s bathroom with wanda trailing behind. You remained limp in her arms snuggled into her chest in an unconscious need for companionship.

Once the two redheads had you in the bathroom wanda looked at nat. “Now what?” She asked and Natasha smirked.

“Now we take her clothes off.” She said and gently she lifted your arms from where you were laid on the floor in her lap and pulled the spider-man t-shirt off over your head. Wanda blushed slightly at the sight of your red sports bra despite having seen Nat and herself train in about the same if not less clothes.

“You wanna help?” Nat asked with a grin that only served to make Wanda’s blush deepen. You squirmed slighting in Nat’s lap but stopped when she gently rubbed your arm after you buried your warm face into her stomach.

Wanda rolled her eyes in an attempt to feign nonchalance despite being way past that point.

She lifted her hands, and the familiar red glow of magic surrounded her hands. Her magic lifted your hips so Nat could slide off your pants. Wanda blushed again at the sight of your Black Widow boxers. Natasha however grinned at them finding it both adorable and very cute.

After a beat Wanda met Nat’s eyes again. “Now what?”

“We get her in the bath. She needs to be cooled down Asap.” Nat said hoisting you into her arms again as you wriggled, turning and grumbling into her chest.

“Not gonna lie she’s pretty cute.” Nat said and Wanda avoided her eyes as she used her magic to fill the bath with tepid water.

Natasha gently lowered you into the tub ignoring your whining protests and running her hands through your hair which seemed to calm you down as you relaxed again.

“So … now we wait?” Wanda guessed and Natasha nodded.

“Yep. Unless you really want to steal May’s job of getting her dressed again.” Nat teased making Wanda splutter slightly. “Im kidding.” Nat said. “I know what hot women do to your brain.” She winked and wanda slouched slightly.

After a second you grumbled and blearily opened your eyes, squinting at the two women.

“Peter is so dead.” You mumbled before letting your eyes drift shut again. There was a pause before wanda and nat both started laughing.

You groaned. “Peter!” You yelled before coughing again making Wanda and Nat frown. But before they could do anything the door opened to show a beat red peter with his hands covering his eyes.

“Yes?” He said in a small voice.

“When I get out of here, you’re dead.” You mumbled with a foggy glare sent in his direction.

“Hey. Peter did the right thing.” Another voice said from behind Peter.

“May?” You called. “Oh, wtf is going on right now.” You mumbled.

“Whats going on kiddo is that, once again, you failed to ask for help which landed you here.” May said entering the bathroom with a change of clothes.

“Nice to see you Ms Parker.” Nat said and wanda echoed.

“Please. Call me May. And thank you for looking after her.” May said and you groaned.

“I hate all of you.” You said hiding your face in your hands.

“Uh huh. Sure, you do.” May teased.

“It was no problem. Ms- May.” Wanda said. “We’ll wait in peters bedroom while you… yeah.” Wanda said before making a hasty retreat. Nat laughed and followed her out.

May gave you a disappointed frown once she had shut the door and turned back to you with a sigh.

“Honey.” She said.

“I know… I know.” You said still feeling like death but slightly less so. “Did the black widow and scarlet witch just really see me in my underpants?” You asked.

“Yes, and I serves you right for hiding illness … again!” She said as she came over, rolling up her sleeves and helping you out, practically holding all your weight for you as your head spun.

May frowned and guided you over to the covered toilet seat to dress you again.

Gently she began to towel you off and change you into fresh clothes.

“I can do it myself.” You whined but May shot you a look and you knew better than to challenge the angry Parker and you and peter had called her as kids when she was upset at you for something.

“Now, once you’re dressed you are going to thank those two for their kindness and your coming home with me.” May said.

“But-“ you began.

“No buts.” She said and helped you up, now fully dressed.

She helped you over to the door opening it despite still holding you up. The two of you shuffled into the room where Peter, Nat and Wanda were sat on Peter’s bed talking in hushed voices.

“Pete. I love you but I can hear everything you’re saying dumbass.” You said rolling your eyes and May lightly hit your arm.

“Right.” He said rubbing his neck. “Super hearing.” He nodded.

“I’ll add it to the list.” Nat grinned and you groaned before May jabbed you in the side and looked at the two girls.

You coughed at her actions making her frown but quickly got it under control for the sake of your already fragile image.

“Thank you, Wanda and Natasha, for helping me.” You said still leaning heavily on May. Now you had been standing for a bit the room began to spin. Your face went a shade paler making Natasha frown and stand. It was a split second before you stumbled, almost bringing May down with you in the process. Luckily strong arms wrapped around you, and you looked up into Nat’s pale green and worried eyes.

“Y/n?” You finally registered she was talking to you. “Y/n?” She asked again a little louder.

You let out a soft groan and she huffed. “Right. Up we go.” She said hoisting you into your arms and making the room spin again as you buried your face in her arm.

You felt her gently set you down on the bed and feel your forehead.

Distantly you heard May saying something along the lines of taking you home and the sound of Natasha arguing they were better equipped to help with your powers and sickness. May relented and you went back to dozing.

“What happened?” Peter asked from where he was stood by the door.

“Probably got too dizzy from standing up. Her body’s already trying to fight off sickness.” Natasha said and Wanda nodded.

“Peter? Don’t you have a super high metabolism?” Wanda asked.

“Yeah?” He said looking lost as May seemed to catch on.

“Y/n when did you last eat?” May asked and you groaned and buried your face in the pillow. “Well, that answers that.” May said rolling her eyes.

“Peter, do you have any of those energy bars that steve uses?” Wanda asked and peter nodded and headed for his bedside drawer.

He fished around and pulled out one of them and passed it to nat. She unwrapped it and shoved it into your hands.

“Eat.” She said and you made a groan of protest. “It’ll help.” She said in a softer tone.

“Fine.” You said sitting up against the headboard and nibbling on it slowly.

“Better.” Nat said and you frowned.

“You know you’re cute when you’re mad.” Wanda said looking surprised by her own words and blushing at Natasha’s knowing gaze.

“Get some rest маленький паук” Nat said once you had finished eating, and she begun to shepherd everyone out of the room.

PART 2

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fivemillioneyes · 2 years

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blurb for may calling you daddy for the first time?

i want you all over me

pairings: may parker x reader

warnings: nsfw!! daddy kink, strap on use

a/n: sorry for how late this is, anon! i hope you still enjoy :)

you don’t usually take things this slow. you’ve always loved when may gets all desperate and needy, but you find yourself caving more often than not and giving her what she wants.

but today is different. you’ve told yourself that you’re going to drag this out as long as you could, and, so far, you’ve been able to hold back from fucking her into the mattress. progress.

you’re fucking may slowly, each thrust of your hips forcing the strap on deep into her. may’s lost ability to form words, reduced only to quiet whines and whimpers as you continue to fuck her. she’s crying, too, tears gathering in the corners of her eyes and slipping down her cheeks. you lean forward and kiss them away.

you glance over at the clock. you’ve been fucking her for a while now, though you didn’t need the clock to tell you that. may’s eyes are glazed over, her fingers clenching and loosening in the sheets as you thrust forward. she’s completely out of it.

“want to come, baby?” you murmur, brushing her sweaty hair away from her face.

may whimpers, her hips rising off the bed in an attempt to get you to fuck her. normally, you’d coerce a verbal response out of her, but you don’t think she’s in the mindset to string a coherent sentence together.

“yeah?” you give her a particularly hard thrust, smirking when she moans lowly. “that’s what i thought.”

you decide to take pity on her, and your hands move to grip her hips as you begin thrusting harder and faster into her. the bed creaks, and may can only whine, her hands flying to grip your ass.

“taking me so well,” you praise, panting as you jerk your hips back and forth. “look at you, just getting fucking so good, hm? such a good girl.”

may whines, her eyes screwing shut. that’s when it slips out, so low that you almost miss it. “please, daddy.”

you freeze, pulling back to look at her. “what?”

may’s eyes fly open, and you watch as her hazy mind takes a moment to file through what she’s said, and what is that all means. her eyes widen in alarm, a bright red blush rising in her cheeks.

“i’m so sorry,” may scrambled to apologize. “i don’t know what just happened, i didn’t mean —”

you cut her off with a hard thrust of your hips. may moans and falls back, her hips rising to meet yours.

“shut up,” you murmur, your eyes darkening. “daddy’s going to fuck you so good.”

may whimpers, and you’re true to your word. you’re ramming into her so hard that the entire bed is shaking, and she’s whimpering a mix of your name and god and daddy, and it’s all so hot. within a minute, may’s coming, her entire body locking up before she crashes over the edge.

“good girl,” you whisper into her ear as she comes down from her high. “so fucking pretty for daddy.”

#may parker x reader #may parker x you #may parker smut #may parker fanfic #may parker imagine #bottom may #top reader

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silver-pieces · 2 years

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a friendly neighbour

Pairing: May Parker x gn!reader

Word Count: 2.1k

Synopsis: May Parker is your new friendly neighbour. It should annoy you, how friendly she is, but there’s something about her that draws you in.

Warnings: Fluff, angst, kissing, alcohol consumption & drunkenness, tw for emetophobia - only mentioned once in conversation

A/N: Day one of Marvel Girlfriend May!! 💜 This is a fluffy grumpy one/sunshine one situation that I had a lot of fun writing hehe. Reader is the grumpy one. Reblogs are greatly appreciated!!

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Someone is at your door.

You tap your phone, and the music blaring from your speakers softens to a lull. It’s a warm night, the windows left wide open in the hopes of the breezy atmosphere getting you in the zone. But now, you can feel the threads of your thoughts falling apart again.

The soft knock repeats on the wood of your apartment door.

With a huff, you abandon your laptop at the table, and go to answer the door.

A woman, a stranger you’ve never seen before, smiles at you. “Hi! Oh - we’re the new tenants - ” she points next door - “we moved in last week?”

You nod. “I heard.”

Her smile drops a little, and her gaze darts down - taking in your ruffled work clothes you still haven’t changed out of. You smooth it down at the front, suddenly self-conscious.

“Great! Uh, well, I’ve got a kid, Peter, and he’s studying for his finals. Would you mind keeping the music down?” She gives a friendly shrug.

You wait for the annoyance to kick in. Work has been stressing you out for weeks now, and you’ve had to find comfort in the little things, like your music. But as the woman before you smiles, and you find your stomach doing a little flip of happiness instead. You clear your throat and duck your head. “Yeah, sorry about that.”

Her gaze softens. “Hey, no worries. If you ever need anything from us, just knock okay?”

You smile, already dreading going back to your laptop as you shut the door.

“Oh!”

You pause closing the door.

She throws you an apologetic look. “Um, I’m May. Forgot to tell you that.” She holds out her hand. “May Parker.”

Cute, you think before you can stop yourself. Her hand is warm to the touch, and you shake it once before letting go. You tell her your name as well, and then for some reason, you say, “tell your kid good luck, I guess.”

Her smile brightens, “yeah, okay. See you around.”

You watch for a split second as she turns and walks away, before shutting the door.

The second time you see May, it’s you knocking on her door instead.

She opens it looking a lot messier than the last time you’ve seen her, and it’s no surprise. Holding her phone to her ear with one hand, hair half falling out of its braid, she barely glances at you before her gaze hones in on the sad mess of a boy you’re supporting with his arm around your shoulder.

“Peter!” she cries, and reaches out to pull him into a half hug, before wincing into the phone. “Sorry - yes he’s here Happy, he’s safe, I think he’s just - ” she rears away from him - “are you drunk?”

The boy mumbles something that sounds like an apology.

“Oh god,” she groans, and finally looks back at you. “I am so sorry about this. Can you help me get him inside?”

“Yep.” You don’t have much choice, he won’t stand on his own. You had to carry him in the elevator the whole way.

She lets you into their apartment. It’s much like yours, but brighter somehow. You let your eyes wander as you bring Peter through, taking in the books lining a set of shelves, the several vases of flowers around the room, and actual paintings on the walls.

She leads you to his room. You try to be gentle, but he still flops onto the bed with an “uff!” and a groan. The kid can’t be more than seventeen years old, and he must still be in high-school if he was studying for his finals the other night.

“I found him downstairs, throwing up in the garden.”

She nods, nervously playing with her hair, her gaze darting between him and me. “Water - I should get him some water, right?” Her eyes go wide. “Oh, Happy!” before rushing from the room.

You find yourself seated in the living room for the next few minutes while May tends to Peter and talks on the phone to this ‘Happy’ person. But the one-sided conversation you hear is like nonsense to you.

“...didn’t even know he could get drunk? How does that...”

“...side effects? I’m freaking out Happy, I mean...”

“...apologise. But it sounds like it was very easy to steal if...”

Finally, the door to Peter’s bedroom shuts, and May appears, her face scrunched up in an expression that can only be described as embarrassment. “I am so sorry you’ve been brought into this.”

You shrug. “It’s fine, honestly.”

She sighs, leaning against the kitchen counter with her arms folded. Her expression relaxes into a soft smile.

You find yourself returning the smile with one of your own - a rare sight for you.

“Well, can I...” she shifts on her feet, shoving her hands into the pockets of her jeans, “maybe, tempt you with a drink, while you’re here?” She nods towards Peter’s room. “He’s dead asleep.”

Your eyes dart to the clock on the wall. It’s late, but that doesn’t stop you from wanting to stay. “Yeah,” you say, “I’d love one.”

In response, she gives you that same bright smile.

There’s a generous amount of wine in the glass she gives you, but as she seats herself beside you on the couch, you see she’s given herself even more.

“Cheers.” She clinks her glass with yours. “Don’t feel like you have to drink it all - I always seem to over-pour.”

“I’m not complaining,” you say, before taking a sip.

She watches you taste it first, before drinking from her own glass. “Hm, not bad!”

You raise an eyebrow. “You let me taste test it first, huh?”

Shrugging, she tips the glass back to drink some more.

The sight makes you want to laugh. You can’t help but crack a smile at her, shaking your head.

As she sets her glass to the side, she nudges her knee against yours. “It’s not often I get to drink these days.” She tilts her head at you. “What about you?”

You look down, swirling your glass. “I drink.”

She gasps. “Ooh, maybe I can come by some day when Peter’s not at home and pinch some of your booze.”

Your heart flutters. “Yeah, maybe you could.” You take another sip.

The two of you talk. It’s easy. She might catch you looking at her once or twice, but you’ve caught her looking at you in the same way. Interested.

There’s something about May that you can’t quite put your finger on. In the two times you’ve spoken to her, she’s breezed through all of your defences and brought out a warmth in you that you didn’t know you had anymore. You feel strangely drawn to her, like everything will be okay when she’s around.

It’s crazy to feel that way after meeting her twice.

She tells you about Peter, about how he excels in school and how kind and polite he is, and you adore the passionate proudness in her eyes as she talks about him. You wish someone would talk about you like that.

As the glasses empty, the conversation turns on you.

“You work from home, right? I mean, that’s what it looked like you were doing last time we spoke.” She’s sitting cross-legged now, leaning towards you with her elbow resting on the top of the headrest.

You set the glass down. “Nah, I just brought my laptop home from the office every day. But, that was my old job.”

“Oh,” she nods.

The wine may have loosened you up a little more, because you find yourself opening up more to her. “Yeah, I was so stressed at the time. But it’s over now, and I mean, I think I made the right choice. Things got better.”

“I’m glad.”

You smile at her. “Me too.” A thought occurs to you, and you say it before you can think any better of it. “So Happy... kind of a weird name isn’t it?”

Her smile freezes.

Shit, wrong thing to say. But before you can backpedal, she interrupts.

“Happy’s a...” she ducks her head, “friend. He looks out for Peter.”

“I’m sorry,” you murmur. “None of my business.”

She puts her hand on yours in a sudden knee-jerk reaction. “Oh no! No - it’s nothing like that. We’re just friends.”

“Oh.” You look down at her hand, then back at her.

She smooths her thumb over your knuckles, and then, seeming to realise what she’s doing, withdraws her hand, clearing her throat. “Peter’s my whole world, you know? I’ve never really had time for all that.”

“I get it,” you nod. “I think I should get going though, it’s so late.”

“Okay.”

Is that disappointment you hear in her voice, or is it just the wine messing with your head?

You set the wineglass down on the table. “Thank you.”

“It’s me who should be thanking you.”

You look back at her.

“You got my kid back safe. I was a mess.” She reaches forward, patting your shoulder. “You are welcome over any time.”

Warmth blooms inside you. “Okay,” you say, and it comes out all flustered and quieter than you intended.

She walks you to the door. “I guess I’ll see you later,” she says.

You should invite her over some time. Or maybe you shouldn’t. Maybe she was just being polite. But the look she’s giving you can’t be just politeness, can it? Fuck, when was the last time you got this worked up over someone? “Uh, yeah, if you ever need that booze...”

She smiles at you again. “I’ll come knocking.”

Your heart flutters. “Cool. Bye, then.” You open the door, ready to head back to your place.

Her hand closes around your wrist, and as your heart skips a beat, she gently tugs you back towards her.

You turn, and she’s right there, looking at you with wide eyes. “Can I - ”

“Yeah,” you interrupt, and lean in to kiss her.

It’s sweet at first - you’ve caught her off guard by making the first move. But the kiss quickly changes when she cups the nape of your neck and kisses you back with a fierce passion that sweeps you off your feet.

You sigh into her mouth, enjoying the way she tastes like sunshine and wine. The soft press of her body on yours makes your heart soar.

Finally she pulls away. She immediately covers her mouth, a look of shock on her face.

You step away, concerned. “You okay?”

“Yeah, no, fine,” she nods. “I just wasn’t expecting...” she points between you, “this.”

You raise your hands in the sign of surrender. “Hey, no pressure.”

She stands in the door frame, blinking at you as though stunned.

“I’m gonna go,” you say, “but if you want to talk...”

“I’ll knock,” she repeats, no longer meeting your gaze.

“Yeah.” You turn to leave, heart sinking in your chest just a little.

“Well folks, looks like the worst is over. Spiderman was seen just a few minutes ago delivering the suspect to the police in handcuffs. The city council has advised it is now safe to leave your homes now, but folks should steer clear of the destruction until the council can co-ordinate a cleaning crew.”

A soft knock on your door has you reaching for the remote. You shut off the TV as it zooms in on the destruction of the city from a distance. Luckily, the fighting was nowhere near here.

A knock. Your heart skips a beat, and your gaze darts to the front door.

It’s been weeks since you kissed May. She’s avoided you ever since, and you haven’t been brave enough to make the first move. You’re sure you freaked her out by kissing her - after all, hadn’t she literally just told you she didn’t have room for someone else in her life? You were an idiot for taking advantage of her like that.

It couldn’t be her, could it?

You walk to the door and open it before you can stop to second-guess yourself.

It is her. She’s breathing hard, chest rising and falling visibly with each breath. Her hair is loose, and it looks like she’s been running her hands through it over and over. Like she’s been stressing.

“May? What’s wrong?”

She doesn’t say anything, just stares at you.

Your stomach flips, a spark of fear and hope going off within your core.

She goes to speak, but stops herself. Then, she steps forward, takes you with her hands cupping your face, and kisses you, hard.

And it’s just like you remember, only better. You can’t help but kiss her right back. The door swings shut behind the two of you, as you let her press you up against the wall.

She presses her forehead against yours. “Sorry,” she breathes, “I’m just a mess right now.”

“It’s okay,” you reassure her. “But I don’t want to take advantage - ”

“Shut up,” she murmurs, and before you know it, she’s kissing you again.

#may parker x reader #may parker #aunt may #aunt may x reader #may parker x you #aunt may x you #spiderman #tw: emetophobia #tw: alcohol #sil's writing

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on my knees

Summary : Reader gives Peter head for the first time.

"fuck Peter" you whimpered as Peter kissed and sucked on your neck leaving many hickeys to deal with tomorrow but in the moment you dont care.

This wasn't the first time that making out with Peter got so heated, this has become an everyday occurrence. Usually you two would try and study but you would always end up on his lap hungrily making out and grinding slowly on each other.

That was the current situation. your grinding against Peters very apparent boner quietly moaning your hands tugging at his shirt silently asking him to take it off. He got the hint and takes it off, the sight always makes you speechless even if you've seen him shirtless countless times the sight always turns you on.

"quit staring Y/N" He says with a slight smirk your cheeks turn a bright shade of pink, you hadn't noticed you were staring "sorry" Peter gently grabs your face with one hand, other on your waist and kisses you, the kiss was sweet unlike the earlier kiss.

His kisses move to your neck he finds your spot easily making you moan. You grab at his hair and pull him closer, Peter groans when you grind down on him the pressure on his rock hard dick being so pleasurable he felt like he was about to cum right then and there.

Peters kisses made you feel like you were on fire every ounce of your body was burning up, you took off your shirt revealing your red bra that pushes your tits up perfectly. Peters eyes widen and cheeks redden "Fuck Y/n you are so beautiful" you gave him a smile and kiss him again sweetly as a thank you before it swiftly turned heated again.

Your hands wander all over his bare chest and down his abdomen Peters breath hitches when your hands reach the waistband of his grey sweatpants. You pull away from the kiss " is this okay?" Peter nods, you give him a nervous smile. You and Peter have never gone this far before and you wanted to be good.

" y-you don't have to if you don't want to that's okay" Peter says while giving you a smile " I want to" You said as you drop down on your knees in front of his bed and start pulling his pants and boxers down at the same time, Peter helps you by lifting his hips.

You gasp when you see his dick he was big and thick leaking with pre cum, you are still nervous but exited at the same time, you have been wanting to do this for a while you even researched how to give good head in preparation. "Please do something baby" You look up to see Peter panting heavily, face redder than you have ever seen before but it only made you more exited and determined to make him feel good.

You leaned down and grabbed his dick you then bent down and licked his tip tasting his pre cum. Looking up to see his reaction his head was thrown back mouth agape, he already looked fucked even if you barely touched him . without looking down you started sucking on his tip before slowly going further down Peter moaned loudly and looked down making eye contact.

"shit y/n you're so good at that" His words spurred you on making you go faster you jerked off what you couldn't take in your mouth. You moan as you feel Peter thrust his hips further into your mouth making you slightly gag. Peter quickly takes himself out of you " I'm so sorry are you okay? did I hurt you?" He checks your face for any injuries you laugh" Peter its okay it was actually really hot you should do it again"

"o-okay" you give Peter a quick kiss before going back to his dick licking from the base to the tip then spitting on it. You jerk him off a little pulling moans and whimpers from Peter you bent down and started bobbing your head on his dick drool slid down on his dick creating a wet slobbering sound. His hands went to your hair making a ponytail "fuck babe shit feels so good" Peters loud moans and groans motivating you to keep going despite the ache in your jaw.

Peter thrusts gently into your mouth, making sure he didn't hurt you. You could tell he was close to cuming when his dick twitched you quickened your movements moaning when his dick hit the back of your throat the vibrations from your moan pushed him to close the edge " I-im going to cum baby" his thrusts quickened and his grip on your hair tightened you made eye contact as he came down your throat with a loud moan.

after swallowing his cum and recovering from his incredible high he looks at you with a shy smile "t-that was amazing baby thank you" he says as he reaches for tissues on his nightstand you shot him a confused look his eyes widen with realization "wait did you um s-swallow?" you opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out showing that you did indeed swallow every drop he gave you.

"fuck" He pulls you up and kiss you hard groping your ass. the kiss got heated your tongues fighting for dominance. Peter moves you down on the bed " Your turn" he smirks

#peter parker x reader #Smut #requests open #oneshot #spiderman #peter parker #x reader #tom holland x reader #peter parker smut #peter parker imagine #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker x you #no way home #spiderman no way home #aunt may #nwh

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