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spiderlyla · 8 months

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I bet Miguel loves it when he can see himself inside of you. Like a little belly bulge from where he’s fucking you and be just loves to stare at it and watch as he fills you up 🤭🤭🤭

cw: belly buldge, size kink, praise kink, a bit of a breeding kink (sorry had to.) afab!reader, 18+ so minors dni!

"yeah, yeah? you like that, don't you?" Miguel rammed into you, over and over and over again. He's been at this for what seems like hours. You've lost all sense of time, your body was quivering with how many orgasms he'd bullied out of you, your brain had gone dumb, you couldn't think of anything but the feeling of his thick cock stretching your walls and filling you up over and over.

"m-mig, 'nough—can't take it." he silences you with a feverish kiss, like you'd be gone if he was to pull away from you. like you'd dissappear if he stops touching you. "I know you can, mi amor, you can." He buries his face into your neck and you tangle your fingers in his dampened hair. "Such a good girl f'me, aren't you?" His hands roam down to your chest, fondling the plush skin but quickly gliding it over your stomach and down to your abdomen. He leaves it there, feeling where his tip reached everytime he thrusted into you.

He straightened up, and slowed down his thrusts just to admire the view. You looked gorgeous, all spread out and fucked-dumb like this. Eyes fluttering, lips agap and all those broken, incoherent moans and variations of his name spilling out of them. Your walls were fluttering around him, and you were milking him dry, and he loved it. He loved every second of it. "Mig—Miguel—can't cum, baby, I feel—" He wouldn't have that. He stopped thrusting and grabbed your legs, putting them over his broad shoulders. When he started to thrust again, he reached deeper into you.

"You will, nena," His hair stuck to his forehead, his crimson eyes fixed on where the two of you were connected. "Gonna fill you up, hm?"Your face flushed red at his dirty talk, he only gets this filthy when he's close. One of his big hands rested on your abdomen, while the other one held your thigh so it wouldn't slip off his shoulder. "Te voy a hacer madre, yeah, yeah?" Your nods and whimpers of approval made him speed up again, the tip of his cock reaching your cervix with the position he had you in.

[I'm gonna make you a mother.]

Your walls clenched around him and your body shook violently against his, you arched your back, fingers tugging on Miguel's locks as you let your orgasm crash down on you. A white ring formed around the base of his cock and the sound of squelching was louder and louder with each thrust of his. He let your legs fall off his shoulders, hands on your hips to keep you steady while he rode his own orgasm out.

It didn't take long for him to spill inside of you. Miguel watched as you took his load, your belly swelling up from it. God, he could cum again just by looking at it, at you.

He slumped over you, almost crushing you with his massive weight on top, but you've gotten used to it. Your arms wrapped around his neck as the two of you take in deep breaths. His hair is a mess, wet with sweat and absolutely disheveled from all your tugs, and let's not mention your state, in short, Miguel had made a mess out of you. You two needed a bath, or a shower.

And Miguel seemingly read your mind.

"I'd run us a bath, honey, but.." He moved a little, only for you to realise he was still inside of you. Keeping everything inside of you. "Would hate if all that went to waste, hm?"

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esmedelacroix · 3 months

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Miguel And Your Baby Bump !

futuredad!miguel o'hara loves your cute baby bump ♥︎

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futuredad!miguel o'hara who wakes you up by gently caressing your stomach and lays his head against your belly bump. He plants soft kisses against your stomach as a little groan rises in your throat and you run your hands through his hair. "Good morning, mama," he would mumble softly.

futuredad!miguel o'hara who would love seeing you in cropped tops around the house with your baby bump peeking out. He would constantly be looking at you. He loved it when you wore tank tops. They fit a little small, so you just let them ride up your swollen stomach.

futuredad!miguel o'hara who loves to creep behind you whenever you're helping him out with dinner or getting ready in the morning. He hugs you from behind both hands on your belly. You smiled at him through the mirror as you put your earrings on. Beams of golden light spilled into the room and illuminated your skin, now riddled with Miguel's kisses. "I don't think I've ever seen a woman as beautiful as you are," he whispered, as he placed his chin on your head, and the two of you admired each other in a comfortable silence.

futuredad!miguel o'hara who makes a playlist with your favorite songs and plays them for the baby. He's big on prenatal music and would come home to you with a new classical music prenatal track that helps baby brain development or helps with soothing.

futuredad!miguel o'hara who used to sit in his study late at night reading up on books about his studies on genes and the multiverse, now spends most nights reading about healthy prenatal habits, postpartum health, and good parenting. Miguel, your workaholic husband who used to let work keep him awake, was now pulling all-nighters reading up on the best foods for pregnant women and babies, how to play with young babies, the best bottle cleaners, and different car seats.

futuredad!miguel o'hara who was always big spoon hands resting protectively around you and on your stomach. Miguel knew that when your baby was 25 weeks in the womb, he could hear. So on top of playing music, Miguel spoke to him. He told your baby about 'how mommy met daddy' and how his day went. He knew the baby couldn't understand him but he wanted your baby boy to recognize his voice. You started talking to your baby too sometimes.

futuredad!miguel o'hara who reads to you every night he can in front of the fireplace with your head in his lap as he runs his fingers through your hair. He was reading one of your favorite romance books to you and the baby when suddenly you felt little kicks. You gasped propping yourself up on your elbows. "Miguel!" you whispered, bringing his hand to your stomach where your baby was kicking. Miguel gasped when he felt the little kicks. The two of you laughed, feeling your son kicking like a little ninja in your stomach. "Looks like he already has his dad's soccer skills," he chuckled, giving your hand a squeeze.

. . .

next part → Miguel As A "Boy Dad" !

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅🍼𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.‧₊˚ ☁️⋅🍼𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.‧₊˚ ☁️⋅🍼𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.‧₊˚ ☁️

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leviathxn · 30 days

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So I have a request for a Miguel fic, if you are willing to do it. 😊🤗

So...Miguel has a family but he hasn't told the other Spiders. One day he has to take his baby to work to look after him for a while. But then, in his office, bang the Spiders and see Miguel with a baby in his arms/or in a baby carrier. Later Miguel's wife comes in the picture too to take the baby in their universe.

OKAY I LOVE MIGUEL WITH A KID SM

So I know people were asking me for a part 2 on my other one so I’m gonna work on it but obviously it’s these requests firsttt

Thank you all so much for the support 💕

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“”Are you infected??”

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You were typically the one to watch the kids, the double trouble twins. Miguel was a busy man, protecting the spider-verse and all, so you would work from home and play with the twins. It wasn’t so bad, of course Miguel felt bad that he couldn’t have as close of a relationship with them but they still very much knew who their daddy was ((and you did too 😳)). But overall it was a good system and you would get to take things slow at home while being a fun mother.

However, every so often there was days you would need to go into work, very rare but still at least a semiannual occurrence. Sometimes you would even take them into work and they would end up bothering coworkers, but most times you were able to get a family member or close friend to watch them but as they’ve gotten older, spider powers started to shine through. Not only was it hard to control them but it would be too revealing.

Obviously nobody knew Miguel was spider-man, but if two twins started to hang on ceilings, people would eventually put two and two together. This meant you couldn’t leave them with family, resulting in Miguel carrying them around in double baby backpacks. One would be on his chest, the other in him back.

Miguel, in typical fashion, stayed in his office. Nobody assumed anything by his yelling, the man was weird, what would be surprising if he was schizo? Although every now and then people would look at each other, it didn’t sound like typical frustration or talking to himself, it was almost a back and forth. They were in no way heavy, but oh my, they were annoying. How did you get a grip on these two? They’re animals. Halfway through the day, the twins got out of the carriers and there was no going back.

“Put that down! Ay- I’m sorry don’t cry- HEY”. Miguel was struggling, because he loved the kids and he felt so bad for yelling but they wouldn’t listen. He thought to himself about the teens. You’d think as they get older they’d be better, but he saw himself comparing them to his 1 year old twins.

Disgusted at the thought, he grabbed them and webbed their hands. They giggled, struggling to get it off. It was a good distraction….. for like 3 minutes, then they were back to running around. He tried playing fetch with the twins but that didn’t go very well. They were just.. confused. Why did he throw the toy the just got. Although he appreciated their thinking skills, he really had no idea what to do. He held both of his kids, they hung from his arms and were climbing around him like a jungle gym.

Completely lost in thought about his children dilemma, the doors to his office opened, and the lovely teen band walked in. What a sight for them to see. Miguel standing completely disheveled and staring into space, a kid on his shoulder grabbing his ear, and another kid gorilla hugging his ((massive)) leg and trying to bite the suit.

Panic bells went off, everybody rushing over to Miguel. Was this an attack, was Miguel okay? Oh my gosh he’s being attacked by alien morphing baby things. As they all got ready to ready for the babies, Miguel jumped back, making sure to grab hold of his kids, and getting defensive.

“What the hell is your guys problem?!!” He shouted, sheltering both of his kids, who were now on high alert and looking fearful.

“Are those Aliena??? What happened to you, what did they do?? Why do you look like that!” Miles replied back to him, pointing his fingers at both babies. “Are you infected??”

Hobie, naturally didn’t look concerned, and stop back. “Mate, they look just like him”

“They bit him and took his DNA!! That’s why he’s protecting him”, Pavitr shouted while getting in an offensive position. Hobie almost lost is as he hurled over. Gwen looked over for a moment, then back to Miguel. “Wait… those are your kids”

“WHAT”. Miles and Pavitr shouted, looking at the very tired Miguel. “By that doesn’t make sense- you’re not- are you married??”. Questions flew right and left, chaos ensued as the babies ran around again. Miguel was done, SO DONE with babysitting the actual babies and now the teens.

Suddenly the door opened again, a very sweaty you running through. “Oh Miggy- I’m sorry I’m late I just got so lost in this place, but I’m here for the twins”. Miguel looked over at you in panic, the teen’s immediately stopped in their tracks. As the kids ran to you, so did the teens…. and what was supposed to be Miguel’s saving grace, ended up in having everybody over for dinner.

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Ahh I’m sorry if this isn’t exactly what you asked for, I traveled today to see a college and I’m writing this very late so I hope you don’t mind that it’s rushed. I’ll get more writing done this week since I’m on break, I promise!

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fairlyang · 4 months

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Fun I 🕷️

in which ghostface!miguel wants you all to himself, no matter the cost

w/c: 1.4K

pairing: ghostface!miguel x nerdyfem!reader

tags: murder, a lil dark, mans is crazy, but head over heels for you tho, seducing, kinda exhibitionism, fingering

part two

Miguel wanted you all to himself, desperately. He was willing to do just about anything. He knew he couldn't get close to you while your friends were still in the picture.

He thought they were terrible people and so far up their own asses so in his mind he was gonna do you a favor. Plus why would you want any other friends or lovers when you'd have him?

So he decided to strike at the Halloween party at some fraternity. You only went to the party because your friends begged all day, but you went on the condition that they'd still let you finished your book. So you went into the backyard and just read while occasionally listening to one of your friends flirt with some guy.

But any time your group separated he made sure to get into a secluded area with each of your friends.

First up was your best friend who went to the bathroom. He stood outside the door in his ghostface mask and a black robe and as soon as she opened the door he pushed her back in. He pushed her again the wall and made it as quick as possible.

He left her body in the bathtub and closed the curtain before cleaning his knife then walking out going out looking for the next.

Which luckily for him another friend bumped into him and swore him out. He groaned and quickly dragged her back into the bathroom, closing the door then sticking his knife into her stomach.

He looked at her through his mask as she tried to choke out words but he just grabbed her, opening the curtain and pushed her on top of her friend in the bathtub.

Once again wiping his knife clean on the sink before looking at the bathtub one more time before closing the curtains and walking out, closing the door behind him.

He made his way through the crowded people and went outside. He expected to still find some people out there and not just you but he was happy to have you alone.

And didn't even have to kill your last friend to get you alone.

He takes off his mask and walks over to you, you look up at the sound of footsteps and put your book down, "oh hey Miguel." You say and give him a sweet smile.

He felt his heart skip a beat as he returned the smile and walked past you to sit on the chair right next to you. "hi pretty girl, what are you doing out here by yourself huh?" He says and leans in closer to you.

You shrug and hold up your book which just makes him chuckle, "how'd they convince ya to come this time?"

"said they'd let me be as long as I came." You say and grin.

He laughs and shakes his head, you were just so sweet.

"I've got an idea..." he says and brings a hand down to your thigh.

You gasp and widen your eyes, "w-what are you doing?"

"Just wanna have some fun with you princess." He whispers and grazes your skin gently.

He knew he'd never ever have it in him to hurt you, let alone make you do something you didn't want to do. And he knew you have a lot of curiosity, he knew you were just a horny little virgin that's just been dreaming of being touched.

And how could he not offer to help you out?

"I- uh-" you stammer and look down at his hand, it gently squeezed your thigh making you bite your lip.

You never thought you'd have a chance with a guy like Miguel. According to your friends he was picky when it came to girls and you never thought he'd go for someone like you.

Unbeknownst to you, you were exactly what he's been looking for. And exactly who he wants.

"So what do you say pretty girl?" He whispers in your ear sending a shiver all throughout your body.

"We can have a little bit of fun..." he coos and leaves a soft kiss along your neck making you shake.

"Or you can just give me the word and I'll stop." He says pulling away making you immediately shake your head.

"Gotta tell me what you want sweetheart." He whispers as he brings his hand closer and closer to where you have so desperately been needing to touched.

"D-don't stop... please." You whimper out and he smiles.

"Whatever you say princess." He whispers and scoots his chair as close to you as possible.

He then spreads your legs and lifts your skirt up to reveal a pair of baby pink panties. "So pretty angel." He coos in your ear making you hide your face in your hands.

He tuts in disapproval and slides his left hand into your panties. You gasp then bite your lip realizing you're outdoors and that anyone could come outside. He then dips two fingers into your already soaked cunt and just relishes in the fact that he's finally doing this.

He's wanted you for so long but with your friends in the way and blabbering nonsense in your ear he knew you wouldn't wanna hear him out. But considering how he didn't even have to convince you maybe you wanted this too?

He slips one finger inside slowly but you still let out needy little moans for him that only drove him more insane. He then pulls it out only to push it back in again, your walls clenching beautifully against his finger.

And those sounds. Not just your pretty, desperate moans but the sounds of your wetness as he fucked you, faster now.

You were practically swallowing his finger whole, but it just felt so good. You've only ever taken your fingers and could barely take two. With just one of his it felt like you were getting fucked with two of yours.

But it was so good, even better than you'd imagine fingering would feel like.

Suddenly he slips in a second finger and you cried out, feeling way too full but he just sweetly kissed your cheek and told you how good you were taking it. "Such a good girl for me." He murmured in your ear as he slowly pumped his fingers deeper and deeper.

You nodded and moaned as he gradually went faster, your cries were like music to his ears. He could set them up as his ringtone or alarm for every morning just so he could hear you if he was able to. He was already in love with all the sounds you were making, it was even better than anything he's ever dreamed of.

"F-fuck- Miguel-" you moan out and it made his cock twitch under his pants.

"Like that sweet girl?" He coos and you whimper aimlessly nodding again.

He groans and goes faster, already feeling your juices drip out and down to your pretty ass. Oh badly he wanted to make you cum. Those damn wet dreams always kept him up, he'd picture your pretty eyes looking at him as you cried that you wanted to be his good girl.

He wasn't strong enough to stop them and let them continue as he'd stroke his cock imagining all the sounds you'd make but now he didn't have to imagine.

He leaned against your head, kissing your cheek again as you melted into his touch and felt your legs start to shake. He started going deeper and curling his fingers up making sure to hit that sweet spot that'll make you cum in no time.

"Fuck! O-oh god- Miguel-" you moaned out and bucked your hips up as you felt that funny feeling in your tummy.

"I-I- mmm- I think I'm gonna-"

"Cum for me pretty girl. Be a good girl for me sweetheart." He coos and you whimpered as your legs began to shake and your orgasm hits you like never before.

You cried out for him as he slowed down letting you ride out your high as he left gentle kisses on your face. You closed your eyes and tried to catch your breath but your body was still slightly shaking.

He slips his fingers out of you and then brought them up to his mouth where he licked them clean as you watched in awe and shock.

Suddenly you hear the door open and you quickly scrambled to fix your panties and put your skirt down. Miguel lets his fingers out with a pop as your last remaining friend came over and gave him a look.

"Hey girl, still hanging out here?" She asks and you nod, feeling your face heat up.

"We were just having some fun, weren't we angel?" He says at first looking at her then at you which you nodded and smiled at her.

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spider999sposts · 9 months

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could you write a freaky virgin reader and miguel o’hara smut? like he would expect she’s all quiet and shy, but she’s been waiting for it for a long time and finally gets to show off her moves ;))

Surprise—Miguel O'Hara

🕸genre: smut. 18+ only.

🕸tags: virgin!female!reader × Miguel o'hara

🕸a.n: hope this is good enough anon! I spent sm time writing this while i was struggling from writer's block lol

"Mig, can we please get out of here?"

The tugs on his jacket and the nervous gaze you held made him put his drink down on the counter, protectively wrapping a strong arm around your waist and pulling you into him.

"Why? I thought you were enjoying yourself." A blush crept to your cheeks, Miguel arched his brow. Something is off, he thought. You were not drinking ever since you arrived with him, you were looking at him with an unexplainable look in your eyes, and you clunged to his side—which was the only normal thing about you that night by far.

Your feet shuffled, "I know, I was— I am— but," Your irsis met his, a dazed, unfathomable cloud glazing over them. To Miguel, you were an open book, so he found it a little odd how he couldn't for the life of him figure out what's wrong.

You tip-toed to whisper in his ear, and he leaned down to help you out, his grip around your waist tightened, "I need you."

"What?" He replied softly, straightening up and looking around, wondering if anyone else heard that. "You need me?" He repeated, like the demand sounded unreal to him, and it was.

You've never done it before, with him, at least that's what he thought he knew, so the statement felt new.

"Please?" Your desperate plea and how your eyelashes batted at him was enough to weaken even the strongest of men. The buldge in his pants was tightening, he could feel his cock twitching underneath the fabric. He picked up his discarded whiskey, downing it all in one gulp, before leading you outside by the arm.

The two of you rode the elevator to his penthouse, with Miguel trying his best not to pounce on you right then and there. Being the man who owns the HQ building came with many perks, one of them is that it took exactly five–minutes to get to his bed.

You laid down on the wine coloured duvet, your dress riding up your thigh and the sparkly strap slipping off your shoulder. Miguel kicked off his shoes and got on top, mesmerised by the sight of you underneath him.

Your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss. He didn't comply, and instead sat you up, not daring to pull away. He unzipped your dress, slipping it off of you, all while intertwining your tounges in your mouth. He pulled you onto his thigh, while you undid his shirt, working on the buttons. You tasted like mints and citrus, your soft lips parted only ever so slightly, as you grinded your clothed, swollen heat on his thick thigh, cum oozing through your flimsy underwear and soaking his pants.

Miguel pulled you underneath him once his shirt slipped off, his eyes meeting yours for the second time ever since you told him those three words back at the party.

"I need you? Who says that to a man?" He rasps, his mouth at your ear, sucking the skin underneath it, leaving a big purple bruise for everyone to see. "Do you want to drive me crazy? Do you know how much I've wanted to do this?" He says in between each and every kiss, "How hard it was not ripping your tight-ass suit right off of you, everytime you walk into my office?"

He dives in, sucking on your neck, peppering kisses all over your collarbones. You giggled, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Mig, Ah—Wait—" He didn't, his mind clouding with everything he wanted to do now that he could have you. All the pent up frustrations from times where he wanted to take you right then and there finally had an outlet. He was still loittering your neck with nips and hot kisses, sucking and biting to give you the brightest hickeys.

You were moaning, loudly at that, but your taps on his chest made him look up. "Mig, Wait—" When he raised his head, your face was flushed red. "I—I need to tell you something first." You pursed your lips, tangling your hands in his dark curls.

"I'm..This is my first time."

Miguel's dick twitched.

"Your first time?"

"Mhm, and there are...things I wanted to try."

His ruby eyes darkened, and a smirk made its way on his face. "Oh, is that so? Don't you want me to take the lead?" He wanted to, he wanted to so bad. He'd ruin you, have you quivering and blabbering after he'd fucked the words out of your mouth, he'd mold your insides and mark you as his. The fact that he'd never done it with you was one thing, but this was something else entierly.

You rolled your eyes at his mocking tone, as he went back to lap at your exposed nape, pushing the dress down your thighs, leaving in only your underwear. "Mm—Ah, Mig—Not so hard.." His fangs grazed your shoulder blade, and he gently sunk his teeth into the plush skin, leaving two puncture wounds. He licked the wound he caused you, then pressed a kiss to your lips, unbuckling his belt and pushing down his pants and boxers with his free hand.

You looked down at his length, your eyes widening at the sheer girth. He was massive, and really, really hard. You were going to have a rough fitting all of him inside of you.

Miguel grinned, his talons tugging at the flimsy underwear you wore. "¿Como lo que ves?" You felt the cold air hit your heated cunt, coming to realise that Miguel has tore the fabric right off of you.

[Like what you see?]

"M-Miguel—" Your mouth opened, but nothing came out, his fingers collected the juices that had formed between your legs, and he looked at his hands, amused. "All this for me? No wonder you wanted to get out of that party, mi amor." You pouted at how he teased you, grabbing his wrist. His sticky fingers rested on your lips, and you opened your mouth, sucking on the two of them. Miguel shuddered, "Oh, good girl.." He praised, and that was enough to make you flip the tables.

You pushed Miguel onto the bed. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, and he raised his hands at an attempt to go back to your original position, but you quickly grabbed your ripped underwear, wrapping it around his hands.

"What are you doing—" His eyes flashed, the sensation of your mouth on his neck made him jolt. "Untie me, now." He could very well rip that flimsy fabric off of him, you knew that too, but he was too amused. You ignored his request, kissing his hard abdomen, feeling the scars he had on his sides with the tips of your fingers. A deep groan irrupted from him as your mouth came closer and closer to his v-line. You didn't stop.

Your hands wrapped around his cock, your thumb stroking his tip. "Don't—" Your eyes were no longer familiar to him. That innocent and shy glint in your eyes he always saw was no where to be found. Like a siren, he was lured into your trap, and pretty easily too.

Your hand moved, in slow, upward and downward motions. "Fuckkkk.." Miguel grunted, staring at you as you pumped him. Your warm mouth wrapped around his tip, licking the pre-cum that spilled out of him and letting him go with a pop! "Amor, you—" Your pace was faster, you were touching him with one hand, while the other slid down to touch your swollen clit.

Miguel's eyes never left you, he watched you as you touched yourself, as your hands teased your bundle of nerves. "You know, I can help you with that." You squeezed him, and he let out a guttural growl, his eyes flashing for a second. "I have a better idea."

You let go of him, and instead, you move towards his face, your thighs at both sides of his head. Miguel's eyes widen, his nose flares, you could feel the warm air from his breath hitting your wet cunt.

"Oh, I see." His tounge runs along your folds, in a straight strip, collecting all what he can on it. "Turn around. And come a little lower." He demands, and you do as told. You move your cunt a little lower, and your face comes to face his dick. You look back at him, hesitant, and he rolls his eyes.

"You're the one who wanted this." His baritone voice sends vibrations up your legs, "Tú eres quien lo comenzó, nena." You nodded, kissing his tip.

[you're the one who started this, baby.]

Miguel buries his head in you, sucking, licking and lapping at your exposed heat like a man in drought. You open your mouth, and take whatever you could from his length, sucking on it while you wrapped your hand around the part near his base, where you couldn't fit in your mouth. "Estás caliente..¹" His muffled groans, and him squeezing your hips the way he was only encouraged you. You pumped him into your mouth, swirling your tounge around him, his sheer girth and length made you tear up as you hollowed your cheeks just to suck him a little harder. "Meirda...where the fuck did you learn to do that with your mouth, nena?" Miguel thrusted up and you almost choked. He pulled you back by your hips, fully burying himself between your legs. You felt your hole clench around his tounge, "W-Wait, Miguel—Ah—I think I'm gonna—" He tossed you off of him, and back onto the bed. His hands wrapped around your wrists, locking them above your head in a tight grip. You could see that the fabric of your panties was long discarded on the other side of the room, only some torn bits of it anyway. Miguel's cock was buried between your folds, teasing at your entrance. "Eres tan descarada.²" He whispered, your cum glossing his plump lips.

[¹you're warm]/[²you're a minx]

His tip was at your hole, and you could feel him pushing in. The stretch made your eyes roll to the back of your head, your mouth in an 'O' and your back arching high up till your chest collided with Miguel's. "M-miguel, I can't—I won't be able to take it—"

"Where is your confidence now, hm?" He teased, pushing in further. You squeezed around him, dragging a grunt out of him. Your legs felt like they would split open at any minute, and there was this twing of pain for a moment. Miguel let your hands go, and let you grab onto his shoulders, as you shut your eyes close, a tear at the corner of your eye.

"That's it, amor, it's okay." He whispered, his thumb swiping across your cheek to flick the tears away. He was much more gentle now, holding you still by the hips, "I'll move when you tell me to." You took a moment to adjust to his size, the sheer girth of him was too much to handle. "How does it feel?" He mumbled, leaning down to kiss you, his hand pressing against your abdomen, feeling it to pinpoint exactly where he reached. "Good, really good. You can...You can move." Out of breath, you lay back down, trying to relax. You closed your eyes for a mere second, before they blew open again. Your legs clung around his torso, as he pounded into you.

If anyone had accidently ridden the elevator to the penthouse, they would've heard something along the lines of "Oh—Ah, faster!" or the name "Miguel!" being repeated over and over again like a mantra.

You let him be on top, but as soon as you felt close, you pushed him down beside you, turning your back to him and grinding your hips against his, jumping up and down on him. Miguel sat up just slightly, your back against his hard chest, his hands on your breasts as he squeezed and kneaded them as he pleased. "Such a good girl.." He purred, biting at your neck. You let out a pathetic whine, turning to look at his crimson irsis. Miguel nodded, catching your lips in his in a passionate kiss.

You felt your walls clench around him, and you let yourself reach your high, riding it out. Miguel followed right after you, painting your walls white and keeping himself inside, holding you to his chest. You were trembling, breathless, and fucked right out of your mind, nuzzling your face in the nape of his neck.

"For your first time," He pulled out, gently pulling you into the bed, "You sure know alot of stuff." You blushed, cuddling to his chest. "I just...I saw some things, and I thought I'd want to try them with you."

"Oh, you saw some things? I'll have LYLA show me your search history then."

"Miguel!"

A shit-eating grin appeared on his handsome face, sweat beads falling from his forehead down his cheek. "I want to know what you'll have for me next time, is all."

#across the spiderverse #into the spider verse #miguel o'hara #miguel spiderverse #lyla spiderverse #miguel smut #miguel o’hara smut #smut #miguel o #hara smut #astv miguel #miguel x reader #miguel o hara x reader #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel spiderman #spiderman across the verse #spiderman 2099 x reader

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leafy-lilac · 11 months

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do you guys see my vision

#this is a joke #i find it funny to make grumpy middle aged men hello kitty princesses #spiderverse #miguel o #miguel o'hara #miguel o hara #across the sp #across the spiderverse #spiderman 2099 #spider #spider man: across the spider verse #im sorry

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skiplo-wave · 11 months

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Peter B X Miguel fic ideas

Sick Au- Miguel gets sick and he may or may not have bite Peter to get better

Angst/comfort Miguel just really needs a hug

PTA, may couldn’t make it so a Peter call Miguel for back up because Shannon is not gonna get upper hand agaun

Peter gets hurt and Miguel goes ape shit

Idk idea but spicy, feral even.

#across the spiderverse #peter b parker #Miguel o #tumblr polls #Miguel X Peter

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yandere-wishes · 10 months

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The duality of wanting to write a soft sweet Miguel who gives his darling forehead kisses. And a Miguel who is ABSOLUTELY feral, we're talking biting, choking scratching.

#spiderverse #across the spider verse #miguel o’hara x reader #yandere #miguel o #yancore

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aesthet · 2 months

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Greetings, I am here to announce that I will be writing for fictional men (maybe women too) that are legal. Specifically I will be writing smut :)

Here is the list for who I'll be writing for:

•Jujutsu Kaisen

•Genshin

•etc (I can't think of anything else)

Also, you may call me eunia.

My old account is @lolisicle (I lost my phone and access to that account). I'm 19 so, you can call me Eunia or nia.

Feel free to send in an ask

#jujutsu kaisen smut #miguel o #hara smut #nijisanji smut #jjk smut

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so-many-crushes · 1 year

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oh no

#send help #i love him #aaaaa!!#I kiss?#khourey rambles #marvel #crush tag #miguel o

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spiderlyla · 7 months

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a thought that had just occurred to me is: making out with miguel o'hara. (gn!reader)

you'd be sitting on the edge of the bed, mindlessly going through your phone, checking some texts, looking at funny short videos to pass the time before going to sleep, when miguel walks in and shuts the door behind him.

you briefly look up, there is nothing strange about him, he was wearing grey sweats that hung low from his waist, exposing the start of his v-line. square glasses sit on the bridge of his nose, you'd been begging him to come to bed for a while now, but he was too engrossed in his work so you left him alone.

"are you done working for today, miggy?" he walked straight towards you, the matress sinking as soon as he sat by your side. he shook his head, of course, he's never done working. yet, here he was, sitting beside you on the bed.

which was odd to say the least.

"what is it?" you asked him, and he just replied by wrapping an arm around you, long, girthy fingers ghosting over your waist. "nothing, amor, just missed you."

you put down your phone, hand reaching up to cup his cheek. he leaned into your soft touch, like he'd been aching for it. "I haven't been gone for long, honey, and you said—" he mumbled something inaudible, a mashup of words, maybe a sentence before he placed his lips on yours.

they were soft, plush against your own. he nibbled on your lower lip, his fangs grazing your delicate skin, but never injuring you. though confused, you knew how miguel was, this was his way of showing that he's still thinking of you even while he was working. he'd asked you to leave because you were distracting him, and probably felt as though it was too mean, so he was making it up for you.

your hands travelled to his hair, his thick, pretty tufts of black hair. his tounge had found its way into your mouth, not fighting for dominance like he usually would, but rather savouring this moment between the two of you.

his free hand would find your thigh, and he'd move the one on your waist to rest it on your back, supporting you. you'd always go a little weak whenever he kisses you, so he made sure to always hold you in case you turn into putty in his arms.

you try to break away from the kiss, but he refuses, capturing your lips between his own over and over again. you're breathless at this point, but it feels so good. his tounge on yours, his teeth on your lips, his hands on your body. your fingers tugged on his curls and he groaned a bit, pulling you into his lap.

"mig—whats gotten into you—" you'd breath out between gentle kisses, "sh, i need this." he'd reply quickly. you didn't protest after that.

your free hand wraps around his broad shoulders, and Miguel instantly pushs you onto your back, pressing you against the mattress. you're a giggling mess and he couldn't help but chuckle too, like you were some sort of teenage couple, doing this for the first time without your parents' knowledge.

his chest presses against yours and your feet are resting on his thigh, while he keeps giving you gentle pecks and slow kisses.

"come to bed, mig." you'd whisper once more, and he'd nod, before kissing you again and again.

"f'course I will."

#miguel o'hara #miguel o hara x reader #astv #miguel o’hara x reader #atsv miguel #across the spiderverse #spiderman 2099 x reader #miguel o hara #spider man atsv #spiderman into the spiderverse #miguel fanfic #miguel o' hara #miguel atsv #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel spiderman #miguel o #miguel x you #miguel spiderverse #miguel x reader

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esmedelacroix · 2 months

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♥︎ 10 Things I Hate About You ♥︎

pairing: husband!miguel o'hara x f!reader

cw: none just fluffy lil mini-series

a/n: first of all happy belated valentines day lovies, this is coming to you late i know(i'm a d1 athlete leave me alone)second of all tysm for 300 followers !! this is one of my favorite poems from one of my favorite movies and never fails to make me cry. this is split into many small parts so I can upload one everyday, i started this a while ago but couldn’t finish it so hope you like it, a like, comment, or repost is always appreciated, enjoy...

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“I hate the way you talk to me,

And the way you cut your hair.

I hate the way you drive my car,

I hate it when you stare

I hate your big dumb combat boots,

And the way you read my mind

I hate you so much it makes me sick,

It even makes me rhyme.

I hate the way you're always right,

I hate it when you lie

I hate it when you make me laugh,

Even worse when you make me cry

I hate it when you're not around,

And the fact that you didn't call

But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you,

Not even close,

Not even a little bit,

Not even at all”

. . .

comment to be tagged if you want 🐰

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leviathxn · 1 month

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Hi! I have a request! If you would like to do it...😊

Uhm, so what if y/n and Miguel are married for years and have kids but the Spider society doesn't know. And the shock on the Spider crew faces when they find out about Miguel's sweet side.

YESS I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THESE

(N/N) is nickname or whatever spider name you want to go by

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“Who are you?”

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By no means were you a strong spider. In your universe, you were the first test subject. You got minor powers of a spider. They weren’t very prevalent so the lab tried another experiment, and that person became the true Spider-Man of the universe. You guys were close friends you ended up becoming their sidekick. People assumed there was a relationship, but actually your heart belong to someone else. That somebody was Miguel O’ Hara.

You met Miguel when your partner had ran into the portal and you followed shortly after. Love at first sight might be a reach. You were definitely in love, Miguel was too… he just had to open up to it. He did. It took him a long time but he did.

However, just like him, nobody had any idea. They figured it was on sided, nothing special. So it stayed a secret between you and Miguel. In the span of 5 years, you and Miguel had gotten married, moved in together, had a kid and had another on the way. You never did much at Headquarters so you stayed home taking care of the kid while also staying healthy for your 2nd baby. You were sure nobody knew you existed in the new society, anybody that you had originally met never said much. Since nobody knew your relationship to Miguel, you were seen as a once in a while friend to chat with.

However one day you decided to take your 2 year old and plumped up self to see Miguel and meet new spiders. Not only that but Miguel left your home-made empanadas in the fridge. Your child knew he was spider-man, well as much as a two year old could comprehend. As you walked through the portal it felt like you were looking at an entire new place. You hadn’t been in the Headquarters since the renovation, but luckily you remember seeing the layout blueprints on Miguel’s desk. You got stares, and every now and then a spider would come up to you and “catch-up”. They would ask why you were there, you would say “I’m here to see my husband”, and surprisingly they wouldn’t think much of it. You figured most would assume it was your former partner (Miguel was deathly jealous of him). They said hello to your 2 year old and then would leave you on your mission.

Finally making your way to his office, you picked up your child and gently opened the door. He was standing by his computer screens while a small group of spiders seemed to be… harassing him.

“I think our mission went fine! It wasn’t even a big mistake, nobody died. You can just say your hate me and move on, don’t ban me from the cafeteria”. A teen with bleeding armpits(?) shouted at him. Another blonde spider laughed and smacked his arm

“Miguel wouldn’t get rid of you, he’s running out of reliable people”. You could hear Miguel’s grumbling from a mile away. A British man threw up a random gadget before catching it again (definitely not a toy).

“Well maybe if he wasn’t so mean”. Miguel snatched the gadget out of his hand before an old friend of yours caught eye. Peter B. Parker, with MayDay, ran over to you.

“Oh my God it’s (n/n)! With a kid- two kids? Oh my god this is amazing, long time no see!” He gave you a big hug, playing little hand games with your child. You said hello to Mayday and put down your kid. They two of them already started running off (you were worried about Maydays powers but the place is full of spiders, what could go wrong?). In typical Peter fashion, he runs after the kids and plays with them. The rest of the teens stared, none of them knew who you were. Miguel stared at you across the room, his face softening.

As you walked over to him, you packed his cheek and handed him the empanadas. He gently grabbed your waist and smiled, before taking the empanadas and putting them on the table. You hear Peter gasp as he watches the scene from across the office.

“You should be resting cariño”. You smiled and but a hand over your belly.

“It’s fine bubs, it’s a spider baby, they’ll come out just fine”. He kisses your forehead and holds your hand over your belly.

It was eerily quiet in the room, you had almost forgot that the spiders were there. As you turned your head to look at them, it was pure shock from all, even Mayday was looking at you guys (although she didn’t really understand why).

“It’s nice to meet you guys! You must be the crew I hear all about.” Peter almost fell off the ceiling, luckily catching himself and the kids (when did your kid get up there).

The teens immediately ran up to you as if you were an anomaly, “Who are you and how did you do that!”

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OKAY THIS WAS SUPER FUN TO BUILD UP TOO

I love doing like backgrounds and then boom the moment, especially for shorts like this. Let me know if you guys liked it, and thank you for the request!

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fairlyang · 3 months

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Easy money II 🕷️

asked to do yet another shoot but with a plot twist

w/c: 2.4K

pairing: pornstaroomie!miguel x f!reader

tags: 18+ smut. teasing, making out, handjob, blowjob

part one — part three

Two weeks had passed and it was almost as if that shoot never happened.

We both went back to normal, only talking when we walked past each other or offered each other dinner.

But besides that it'd be fairly quiet.

Well obviously besides when he'd bring other girls over for more shoots.

Almost every. damn. night.

It drove me insane because I kinda wanted to do another with him but wasn't sure how to ask or offer myself up.

So instead I dealt with the fact that I'd probably not get another chance and just listened to him at work every night with my toys between my legs because I couldn't help myself and I was growing more jealous with every new girl he'd bring in.

I just wanted him to fuck me like he'd fuck them-

Or even suck him off.

But alas it looked like that wasn't gonna happen so I lost all hope until I got a notification from my bank that left me thinking I was dreaming. Or dead.

"MIGUEL O'HARA sent you $5,000"

What. The. Fuck.

I open up my bank app and sure enough I now have $8K. My eyes almost bulged out of my eyes and I cover my mouth, utterly shocked.

I immediately get up from my bed and practically sprinted to his room banging on his door like a psychopath.

"COME IN!" He yelled and I burst through the door, holding out my phone.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!?!!?" I yell, doing extra theatrics with my hands to accentuate my confusion.

"It's your half of the video." He says matter of factly making me gasp.

"That video made $10,000?!?" I exclaim and a smirk tugs on his lips.

"What can I say the people liked it." He says and sits up from his bed.

"I actually wanted to talk to you about that, I was thinking we should do another...." He continues then mumbles the last part but I heard him clearly.

I kept my excitement hidden but inside I felt giddy and wanted to jump up and down. But maybe then he'd change his mind so staying calm it is.

"Oh yeah?" I ask and he shrugs, trying to act casual as if it hasn't been on his mind since he noticed the success and that he's been wanting to have you in his videos before you filled in.

"If you'd want to that is." He says and you shrug.

My heart was racing, palms sweaty, it was getting much harder to act cool now that he was awaiting my response. I clear my throat and nod, "I'm down."

Miguel nodded and stood up, "are you busy tonight?"

I laugh, shaking my head not too surprised he wanted to film already. "Let's do it."

He grins and gets up from his bed, walking over to his chest in front of his bed and grabs his tripods. He then grabs the masks we used last time, throwing the pink one at me which I made sure to quickly catch. "So what do you have in mind?" I ask and play with the mask between my fingers.

"Well the people," he starts walking over to the couch he had by his window, "really wanted to see you in action."

"Me?" I ask and raise an eyebrow, could I be so lucky...

He nods and places the tripod in front of couch, positioning it correctly before taking out his phone out of his pocket. "We could do a handjob if you'd like." He says looking down at his phone and typing.

"Or if you want more money..." he coos making me chuckle.

Only for the money....

Of course...

"Should I change?" I ask and he shakes his head.

"Well actually just take off those horrendous pj pants." He teases making me snort.

"You're wearing batman pants-"

"Batman is cool-"

"At your grown ass age-"

"Better than dinosaurs." He snorts and I gasp.

"Take that back! We literally watched Jurassic Park after the first shoot..." I say and playfully glare at him as he finally looks up at me.

Only he could rock those ugly pants.

Only you could rock dino pjs, he thought to himself before shaking his head. Focus.

"So oral hm?" I mumble and walk over to him as he places his phone on the tripod.

"Mhm if you want." He responds making me chuckle.

I move my hair back and slip the mask over my head then fixing it so I could see right and my mouth was out. Then I groan and shake my head, "this thing is gonna be a fucking mess by the end of this."

"It'll be worth it." He says with a smirk sending a shiver down my spine.

Finally.

"And I'm honestly thinking no more collabs after this." He mutters making me scoff.

"Yeah right-"

"No seriously." He replies sincerely and shrugs.

"Well maybe besides with you.. it would be easier since you're already here..." he says looking back at his phone, avoiding my gaze.

Huh-

"Plus I know this kind of money could help us both. You work so hard and don't get paid nearly enough for all you do." He says now finally looking up and into my eyes.

I bite my lip and breathe in through my nose then exhale, should I?

It was a much bigger step, technically like being partners in a way. And surely this way he'd fuck me eventually-

"And I mean this sincerely, the 'fans' loved you out of all the girls I've worked with. Said our 'connection was unmatched.'" He says in quotation marks which stung a little, but I ignored it.

He then presses on his phone and walks toward me, "and I think I agree with them." He sighs and I could feel my heart racing.

"Really?" I whisper as he steps in front of me.

He nods and brings his hands up to cup my jaw, "Really." He breathes out and I almost immediately melted into his touch.

He then did the unexpected and made this sweet little moment even sweeter by leaning in and kissing me softly. It was so gentle and it had me questioning if he did this with the other girls. Or to show he really wanted to do this with me and not just this shoot but future ones.

I shook my thoughts away and kissed back, bringing a hand up to cup his cheek. He moved us to the right so we'd be on camera then sits us both down on the couch with me on his left. I could feel my heart thumping and it made me so nervous thinking he could feel it too. But he was too focused on this sweet kiss there was no way that'd be something he's paying attention to.

Surely.

Meanwhile in Miguel's head all he could think of was hoping you couldn't tell how overexcited he was. Hell after the first shoot he's just missed your touch, your body, your sounds.

But he didn't want to overstep so he kept his distance and stayed to himself.

Then after every shoot after that one it just didn't feel the same. With you it felt natural, it didn't feel like you were putting on a show but actually caring about your pleasure.

But in todays case, it'd be his pleasure. Which he was so ecstatic about. Every time a girl would be sucking him off he'd just close his eyes and imagine it were you. And now it was finally going to happen and he didn't have to pretend anymore.

Finally.

His hands were tracing my body slowly which made me realize I should be the one doing that. This whole scenario was gonna be about him technically.

I deepen the kiss and move my left hand to his hair, playing around with the curls at the back of his neck. With my right hand I graze against his collarbone softly while I slide my tongue into his mouth.

He moaned into my mouth making me squeeze my thighs together then move my hand, trailing down his body.

I lightly grazed his abs but my hands stayed put on the waistband of his pants. I pull away from the kiss that left us both breathless but then bring my face down to his neck, leaving soft kisses on his warm skin before toying with the waistband.

He bucked his hips up but I just moved my hand away, up to his stomach. I let it sit there while I leave a few marks on his neck, making sure it'd last a handful of days.

I move up a little and nibble on his ear before moving my hand down and on his already hard bulge. My eyes roll to the back of my head as I feel the thickness then take a look down and that was when I noticed he was breathing heavy.

I turned to look at him and his eyes were shut and his lips were shaking. I smile and bring my hand down, palming him over his pants as I watch him let out a small moan.

I was already starting to feel my panties getting soaked which only surprised me that it didn't happen sooner.

I rub the outline of his dick gently, which earns me breathy moans that were music to my ears. His eyes flutter open and he looks at me and was about to say something when i slipped my hand down his pants and stroked him over his boxers.

He moaned again and it only gave me motivation to keep going, to hear those moans that were because of me. Not another girl. But me.

I then couldn't help myself nor how quickly I took the pj pants off him but he didn't seem to mind. I then grabbed his dick and slipped it out of the hole of his boxers. I look down at it on my hands and gulp, he was so thick and leaking so much precum.

I open my mouth and spit on his angry tip, watching as it dribbles down then start stroking it with my right hand before it could go all the way down. He lets out a loud moan and bucks his hips up, thrusting himself into my hand which only made more wet because he looks so good.

I stroke him faster and continue watching his face, his cheeks were rosy and there were beads of sweat along his forehead and he laid his head back against the couch. "Feel good Mig?" I murmur and he brings his head up nodding.

He then looks down at my hand and groans, "so fucking good baby."

I hum and continue my pace, then moving my face closer to his and leave a kiss on his cheek before kissing along his jaw. "Oh fuck baby-“

I then pull away and drop to my knees in front of him. I continue stroking him, staring up at him with big doe eyes before moving closer and leaving a little kiss on his tip making him groan.

I squeezed my thighs together and smiled up at him before leaving kitten licks on his tip and lightly circle around it earning myself a deep moan. "Just like that pretty girl-"

"Oh shit!" He moans as I slip him inside my mouth, bringing my head down as he tilts his head back.

I move my head down as much as I could, barely able to take half before pulling back and letting the drool drip out of my mouth and back onto his tip. I slip him back in my mouth and try to take more than the first time, already gagging on it but I wanted to take it all.

I pull back with no luck then try once more, taking him in my mouth and then go down as far as possible until I'm gagging on him and then going down further, finally able to take all of him down my throat.

"Fuck! God baby you're taking it s-so fucking good." Miguel moans and I feel myself clench around nothing.

I pull out then immediately go back down again, having him hit my throat some more. I then feel his hands hold onto my head so I freely let him guide me.

With teary eyes I look up at him and moaning at the sight of him rolls his eyes back, moaning louder and louder the more I take him. "So fucking good to me-" he moans and forces me to move my head harder.

"Take that fucking dick pretty girl- fuck- I know you can take it." He groans and slowly starts thrusting up into me.

I close my eyes and let him take full control which he was clearly, very appreciative of. He began thrusting his hips up then shoved my head down as deep as it could go then thrust down.

"Such a dirty fucking girl for me- taking all that cock-" he breathes out and starts thrusting his hips up faster but his grip on my head loosened.

"Oh baby- you have no idea how long I've needed that pretty mouth of yours. Too fucking long-" he moans making me whimper against him and I feel his cock begin to twitch in my mouth.

"Mmm gonna give you a load you deserve-" he murmurs and I squeeze my thighs feeling my arousal dripping to my inner thighs.

"All this cum just for you baby. Fuck!" And with one final deep thrust he came down my throat, I quickly swallowed and then pulled away, taking a deep breath before trying to control my breathing.

He then reaches down and grabs me, pulling me up and smashing our lips together. He places me on his lap as I kiss back and let him taste himself in my mouth. He then pulls away and gives me a small smile which I returned with pleasure.

But he then gave me a goofy grin which only made me laugh and playfully slap his shoulder. He rolls his eyes then pecks my lips softly before placing my head on his chest.

His heart was thumping clear as day.

"Only you cause this, with or without a shoot." He admits quietly and I quickly look up at him with wide eyes.

"I really would love to make content with just you." He says then quickly adds, "not just out of convenience."

I smile and feel my whole body grow warm, "so when's a good time to have the 'what are we' chat?" I joke and he bursts out laughing.

"We can be whatever you want us to be." He says and brings a hand to my cheek, lightly stroking it making me melt into his touch.

#Miguel O’Hara #miguel ohara imagine #miguel ohara #miguel ohara smut #miguel ohara oneshot #miguel ohara x y/n #miguel spiderverse #spiderman 2099 #miguel ohara x reader #miguel o hara #miguel x you #miguel o'hara #miguel o #hara smut #across the spiderverse #easy money

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