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tinythebunni · 10 months

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bratty baby

Bratty Reader x ages up!Earth 42!Miles Morales

Pink is readers texting/speaking

Purple is Miles texting/speaking

Miles is 18 in this one!

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“Ion give a fuck what plans you and your lil friends had tonight, I said don’t go out so you’re not goin out.”

For the past two months, Miles has been getting more and more controlling over what you can and can’t do and telling you when you can go out with your friends. It’s been getting on your nerves and while it’s very, very attractive, it’s pissing you off. You barely see your friends anymore and you hate being inside.

“You’re not being fair Miles! I never get to see my friends anymore and I miss them and they miss me!” Even through text he could tell you were pouting right now. Miles could just imagine you kicking your feet on your bed.

“So what, I’m just not enough for you? I’m all you need amor, why do you wanna go see them so badly? You don’t need them.”

“Miles, you know that’s not at all what I’m saying, I’m just saying that I miss my friends and I wanna see them!”

He didn’t understand why you couldn’t get what he was trying to tell you. He just needed you to not go out at night, especially tonight. He couldn’t tell you about him being the Prowler, it’d break your hot pink heart.

“And what I am telling you is that you’re not going out tonight.”

“You can’t tell me what I can and can’t do Miles. I’m not your fucking kid!” You were getting angrier by the minute, every word, burned and angered you even more. Usually you’d just listen to him and stay inside like he asked, but tonight you wanted to see what would happen if you pushed his buttons just a little more…

“You talkin real crazy right now, mamí. Ima let it slide tho because I know you’re just mad and in ya feels. But don’t ever say sum crazy shit like that again, because I remember what happened last time you wanted to be bad and go against what I say. Why not run it back, whatchu say ma?”

You stayed silent, fuming and thinking. He was being so unfair and you had no idea why. You didn’t like being left in the dark and he knew this.

“Now this conversation is over, I got shit to do.”

“You right, this conversation is over. Fuck you Morales.”

You silenced your phone and with a shaky hand and butterflies in your stomach, you put your coat on and walked out your house.

After about 20 minutes you started to feel bad. You didn’t know why you were so mean and disobedient to him. You knew he only wanted what was best for you, all he ever did was spoil you and make you feel special. Even though you felt guilty, the fire in your stomach from the anticipation of what was to come made you feel even better.

You had just walked out the door of the club you and your friends went to and started your route home when you heard a noise behind you. You looked around but found nothing. You sped up your pace and started to walk towards your house when you heard it again, this time next to you.

When you looked over, you saw nothing but an empty street and a few lamps on. You continued your walk when something hit your head. You could feel yourself falling but didn’t feel the concrete below you. The last thing you saw being purple AF1’s.

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When you woke up, you were back in your house, an ice pack under your head and blankets pulled up to your chin. You heard your tv on in your living room and quickly got up to investigate. When you opened the door, you were met with the sight of your boyfriend in your couch, sitting there like nothing had happened. His legs spread, elbows on his knees and hands clasped together. The thing that caught your eye was the mechanic claw on his right hand.

When he noticed your presence he looked up at you and tilted his head. The glare on his face reignited that fire in your stomach. He stared at you, saying nothing at all as you shifted on your feet, nervous.

When you finally did decide to speak, your tone came out nervous and shaken and not at all like how you meant for it to sound.

“Why are you in my house Miles?”

“I can’t just come over when I wanna?”

“Answer my questions for once! Why are you in my house and why do you have on that same claw that the vigilante on the news wears?”

He knew you were a little daft but he didn’t expect this kind of idiocy.

“C’mon baby, put two and two together. I know you’re smarter than ya look.”

You knew the truth but you didn’t wanna believe it. You stayed silent, staring at him and fiddling with your hands. You were overwhelmed with fear and arousal, confusing you even more than ever.

Once he recognized the look of understanding on your face, he leaned back and curled his finger towards you in a demanding way.

“C’mere, we gotta talk.”

You sat down on the couch next to him, thighs touching and your gaze locked on the ground.

“Don’t be like that, look at me mamí”

When you looked at him, he could see the betrayal in your eyes. But he could also see the need and wanting. Feeling naked under his gaze, you looked back down at your floor,

“You’re him? You’re the guy from the news?” You voice quivered as you spoke, shaking from either fear or the amount of need and attraction you’re feeling right now. This man has killed people, he could kill you at any point! So why does that thought turn you on so much?

“Oh so now you wanna talk?” He asked, a lilt in his tone that let you know he was smirking without even having to look at him

“Don’t be mean Miles. This isn’t the time for jokes.”

“Yea I’m him, what’s it matter to you?” You knew that under the anger and accusation in his voice that he was feeling vulnerable. You crawled on his lap and laid your head on his shoulder and hugged him.

He froze at first, confused with the random affection, but slowly accepted the warmth. “I love you regardless of what you’re doing and who you’re killing.”

Miles almost wanted to scream at you to be afraid of him. He’s killed people. He’s hurt people, innocents even! Why weren’t you running?

You pulled back and reached up to cup his face and inched closer to him, looking down at his lips for permission. He closed the gap between you two and kissed you softly, like he missed you. It was warm and passionate, it wasn’t like this often. You didn’t often get this softness from him. But when you did, it made you feel like the most special girl in the world.

When you pulled back for air, you smiled, giddy with the thought of having your boyfriend back and not mad at you. But when he spoke to you, you knew you were in trouble.

“Don’t think I forgot what happened earlier. I was the one who brought you home, laid you down and tucked you in.” Miles looked down at you, smiling as if something was funny. You couldn’t move, the grip he had on your hips was tight, almost like a warning.

“Are you gonna hurt me?” You knew the answer, you always did. You knew what happened when you disobeyed him and what he says. You remembered what happened the last time.

Miles laughed, a loud hearty one, head tilted back and canines exposed. He chest shook with laughter and you shook in fear on his lap. When he looked down at you once more, he looked different, almost predatory.

“Oh chiquita, Ima do so much more.”

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lust444men · 5 months

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sorry but I feel like when Hobie is in one of those moods, he'd be the biggest dickhead in bed. You want it slower? He'll go faster. You want it faster? he'll go slower. Don't stop? He's stopped. Coming? He pulled out and ruined your orgasm.

warnings: slightly dom!Hob? x fem!reader, rough, overstim, mocking, teasing, slight dumbification?? idk. ruined orgasm. unprotected sex, use protection, don't be stupid!! oral (f rec). hes abit of a cocky bastard. fink that's it.

(all consensual, hush up!!!)

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Hobie roughly pounds into you, his hands leaving a bruising grip on your hips, his eyes connected to his dick slipping in and out of you with ease. He hears your whimpers and whines fill the air, the sound making him impossibly harder. He slows his pace, letting you catch your breath.

"Ay, c'mon, doll. We jus' started. Don' tell me you're givin' up a'ready?" He cooed gently, his hand brushing a piece of hair behind your ear. "I-I'm o-oka-" Your words were cut short when he suddenly slammed back into you, hitting that sweet spot and making you splutter a whimper.

"Yeh? Then take i'." He mumbled roughly, his hand coming back down to your hip, his head now finding itself buried in your neck, placing soft kisses to harsh bites, marking you up. He leaned back up, a smirk gracing his pierced lip as he watches your fucked out expression.

"Wha's wrong, baby?" He asked with faux sympathy.

"S-slower! S'too much!" You mumbled, your hands fumbling to push at his hips. He chuckles lowly, grabbing both your hands in one of his, pushing it above your head.

"Slower, ay? Okay, baby." He whispered, kissing your forehead before smirking and picking up the pace, enjoying the way you writhe and moan beneath him.

"M'gonna come! Fuck- oh fuck. Bee, please." You begged, wriggling your wrists in his hold.

"S'okay, luv. You can come. Come f'me." He cooed, but the second he saw your body tense up and he heard your signature mewl, he pulled out, leaving you empty and ruining your orgasm. You whined, your legs shaking from the aftermath of a sad orgasm, looking up at him with pleading eyes.

"Why did you do that?! let me come." You complained, hating the way his face lit up and he smirked at you.

"Awh, m'sorry, luv. Le' me make i' up ta ya, yeah?" He whispered gently, kissing your temple before going down your body, hooking your legs over his shoulder, kissing his way down your thigh and towards your cunt, enjoying your little breaths and mumbled pleas. He gripped your thighs, the cold metal from his rings a sharp contrast to your skin that feels like it's on fire with every touch he gives you. Finally giving you what you wanted, he swiped his tongue through your folds, switching between soft licks and rough licks to your clit.

"Ohh god. Oh god." You whimpered, your hand tangling in his messy wicks as you tugged, pulling him closer.

"No god, baby. Me." He mumbled against your cunt, before delving back in, one hand sliding off your thigh to join in, two fingers slipping inside you with ease, moving in the same rhythm as his tongue did, immediately bringing you closer.

"Hobie! m'gonna come. m'so close." You said, your eyes meeting his that were already staring at you, a devilish glint in them. The sight alone made you crash head first into your intense orgasm, your head falling back as your hips rocked against Hobie's face. He happily lapped up every last bit of you, not even changing the pace of his fingers or tongue. You came down from your high, mewling softly, the feeling of overstimulation burning into your skin.

"Hob- too much." You said, attempting to roll your hips away from him, only to be yanked back.

"Nah, luv. You said you wan'ed to come, so you're gon' come f'me, yeah?"

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I love how I disappear for months, come back for 3 days, write smut about hobie, n dip again. at least its good smut. (I hope it is)

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xstarsmvxz · 9 months

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𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑-𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ➬ 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮?

Hobie brown who has your face pushed so hard into the pillow you can hardly breathe. His lengthy cock pushing deep inside you before he drags it out once again, causing a lewd squelching sound to echo throughout his apartment room. You’re gasping for air, hoarse and whiny moans leaving your plump lips as he ruts into you, grabbing a handful of hair with one hand and with the other he grabs your wide hips for support. By the time the both of you have came too many times to count, he finally pulls out of your abused cunt, watching as a rope of thick white liquid mixed with yours slowly drips out of you and onto the sweat and cum stained sheets. Your ass stays stuck up in the air, your back arched and face still pushed hard into the soft pillow as you desperately try to catch your breath. “One more time.” He mutters before grabbing your hips and roughly taking you once again.

Miguel O’hara who has you bent over a desk in the spider hq, holding your hands behind your back as he strokes your hair with his free hand, telling you - no, demanding you to be quiet. You bite your bottom lip as you try to stifle your moans, only letting out small whimpers and breathy whines as the lewd sound of skin slapping against skin can be heard around the empty office. Your stretched pussy squelches with every thrust, juices dripping down Miguel’s cock as you push your ass further onto his pelvis, arching your back as if you’re trying to tease him even further. He mutters something along the lines of “you asked for this” before he firmly grabs your waist, roughly turning you over to face him before he plunges you back onto his cock, thrusting into you as if there’s no tomorrow as he toys with your sensitive nipple between his fingers.

aged up! Miles morales who honestly has no experience, letting you guide him as you wrap your arms around his neck, nuzzling your face into his shoulder as you loudly moan, slowly riding his huge virgin cock. He’s letting out small whimpers and breathy moans into your ear, trying his very best to suppress the noises until you tell him not to stop and begin to bounce on his dick even faster, the sound of your ass clapping against his thighs can be heard as he leans against the gaming chair, throwing his head back as he lets out a pleasured moan, egging you on even further as you chase yours and his own release.

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thorn-y-rose · 8 months

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𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐀𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐀 𝐒𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐀 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭

✑❴ 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐀 𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐬, 𝐀𝐬𝐬 𝐎𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬 𝐆𝐮𝐲?

↳ tw: nsfw, fem!reader, aged up characters

𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐒

He just loves the way your breasts would jiggle with every snap of his hips as he held your body in place with a firm grasp. He was mesmerised, the constant up and down of your nipples being hypnotic, making him unable to tear his gaze away from them.

↳ Pavitr Prabhakar, Peter B. Parker, Hobart "Hobie" Brown, Spiderman Noir

𝐀𝐒𝐒

He doesn't care when or where, he just always needs to have a hand on or near your ass and that applies to the bed as well. He always is in a sour mood when you ask him to do any other position than doggy or reverse cowgirl, as much as he loves to watch your face contort in pleasure he rather looks at your ass.

↳ Miguel O'Hara, Hobart "Hobie" Brown, Miles Morales

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐒

No matter how plush they are, his hands are always lingering on them, thumb stroking over your soft skin or his palm kneading your flesh, sometimes a little too hard. But even more than grasping them he loves when his face is surrounded by them. He could die a happy man between your thighs.

↳ Miles Morales, Peter B. Parker, Hobart "Hobie" Brown, Pavitr Prabhakar

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euaphora · 9 months

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.ܸ ྀི - INTIMATE | twitter links

defention of dominat

filled up

speed

size kink

hold me

hold me 2

school girl

too much

skirt

hands around throat

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starandcloud · 9 months

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Shameless

42!Miles This has some NSFW themes if that's not your thing don't extend it

The arousal sat heavy in the room his hand was tangled in her hair. She was pulled tight against him. His hand was clamped onto her waist. The kiss was messy and driven by lust. When it broke he started to gently bite and kiss at her neck, the sounds he earned made his brain fog.

"Joder… Suenas tan bonita…"

He mumbled out against her neck as he licked over the sensitive skin, his hands were resting under her shirt. Against her skin. Miles had pulled away from her long enough to take her shirt off when she decided to return the favor. Her lips were attached to his neck, leaving purple-ish marks wherever they touched. His thumbs rubbed circles against her waist as he rested his head on her shoulder, egging her on. Gentle praises came from him as she left her marks on his skin.

"Así, sin más…"

This felt like heaven. Her lips brought gentle moans from him as she abused the sensitive skin of his neck.

"Buena chica… Joder…"

His groans and whimpers only pushed her on. His shirt came off and he was down against his mattress and her lips are back on his skin. Putting her marks on his chest and collarbones, knowing he wouldn't cover those. The only people that would see those are the kids in the locker room and you. The ones on his neck everyone, excluding his mom, would see. His fingers dug into her skin, leaning little crescents where his nails bit her skin. Making her shiver.

"Tan buena chica…"

He praised as he pulled her into a kiss. His neck and chest were littered with hickies, it was only far she got the same.

Her soft moans and whimpers were heaven to his ears. The way she tried to hid while he left dark marks against her porcelain skin. Miles' hands danced up her back and unclipped the bra, as much as he loved the sight of her in it. He loved the sight of her skin more. Gently kissing her chest he felt her shiver, making him smirk. He was gentle when he laid her down against the pillows, making sure his girl was comfortable he gently sunk his teeth into her thighs. Making her back arch lightly and her hand fly to cover her mouth, just like he knew she would. Miles' knew his girl like the back of his hand, even when he was completely inside her. He knew what she would do.

Her nails scratched against his skin as he buried his face in her neck.

"Joder... Mi niña bonita..."

He kissed at her neck as his hips slowly moved, he knew how to please her. Her body language gave it away. Her breath hitching slightly when he did something she liked or how she would whimper and whine and beg him to move faster and harder. Miles would, but not at first. Never at first. Even if that had already had sex that day, or even the night before, he was always. Always. Gentle with her.

Laying in his bed, he held her close. Her fucked-out babbling filled his ears as he chuckled softly, rubbing her back as he listened. He planted kisses on her face, making her giggle. Her hair wet from the shower. Miles held her tight as she started to drift off to sleep. His nose was buried in her neck. She smelled like Vanilla The smell of Sex, Vanilla, and Cherries filled the room. This was a something he could get used to.

Miles was Shameless

Así de simple = Just like that Suenas tan bonita = You sound so pretty Buena chica = Good Girl Joder = Fuck Tan buena chica = Such a good girl Mi niña bonita = My pretty girl

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guessimjoiningthespidermanfandom · 11 months

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Is This For Real

Earth 42!Miles Morales x fem!reader

Earth 42!Miles Morales x black!reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: Langauge, mentions of death, and mentions of violence

Requested: yes

Anon: Prowler Miles Morales and the reader findsnout and its a bit of angst but quickly switches to fluff

Anon: Prowler Miles Morales where reader finds out hes the prowler!!! please🙏🏾

Anon: Hi! I have an idea for a fanfic can you please do one with prowler Miles Morales x fem!reader where she finds out hes the prowler and he she gets upset because she thinks hes putting himself and harm but he also lied to her so then Miles just comforts her and reassures her and then they hang out!!

A/N: Ik I said this would be posted first thing in the morning but it’s finally here and honestly it’s not my favorite work but I felt I had to let it out into the world, my request are still open and I have some ideas of my own, I finally wanna try out the headcannon format, I’m gonna stop typing and let you read hopefully you like it.

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Y/N watched the typing bubbles appear on her screen and then disappear. She groaned, tossing her phone down next to her on her bed.

She’d been friends with Miles since middle school. He was her best friend and she thought she was his but lately it felt like he was avoiding her.

I mean he couldn’t even respond to a text for god's sake.

She whined, throwing herself backward on her bed. She wanted to cry.

Maybe she was pushing it too far, the mutual understanding of the feelings between them was something she’d made up and this was his way of letting her down not so gently.

You know what? No, he doesn’t get to do this to me. She made up her mind rolling off her bed, she was going to confront him.

Making her way to the apartment door, she slipped on a hoodie and the Jordans Miles bought her to match his.

The entire chilly 2 block walk to his apartment complex she was fuming, but as she made her way up the stairs to apartment #16 the anger fizzled out and she was mostly just hurt.

Knocking on the door she was quickly greeted by Rio.

“Que pasa, mija?” She pulled her through the door by her arm. “What did my son do now?”

Y/N just shook her head and assured her nothing was wrong. Rio told her she was called back into work for a double and Miles went out to run some errands with his uncle but he’d be back soon.

She sighed, locking the door behind Rio before making her way to wait it out in Miles’ room.

The nerves of the impending confrontation started to catch up with her. The fact that today could be the end of their years-long friendship was too much to handle. She paced around the room before settling on beating out her nerves on his punching bag.

In the middle of her right hook, she heard a creaking sound on the fire escape before hearing a weirdly distorted voice.

She whipped her head around to see Miles climbing through the window in a black and purple suit with a clawed hand.

Her eyes widened as she realized she’d seen the suit on the news before coupled with the name the Prowler.

She screamed as her mouth caught up with her brain and Miles was quick to cover her mouth with his non-gloved hand.

Pushing him off of her, she ran across the apartment into the bathroom, and frantically locked the door.

Her mind was running a million miles a second. How could this be real?

“Y/N, open the door,” Miles begged in his normal voice trying the door knob. “I can explain.”

“Go away!” She yelled and he seemed to listen.

This was still the Miles she had known since she was 12, he would never hurt her, even if he was running around in a purple suit like a lunatic.

It took her exactly 3 minutes to finally calm down enough to open the door. When she did he was sitting on the ground next to the door frame in normal lounge clothes.

He immediately stood up in front of her and began to explain how ever since his dad died his mom never had enough money no matter how much she worked so he turned to his uncle for help.

“He introduced me to some dude named Kingpin and I did a couple jobs for him, that was supposed to be it, then I couldn’t get out.” He made sure to look her in the eyes so she would listen. “If I stopped he’d hurt my mom, he’d hurt you, I can’t let that happen,”

She scoffed, moving to sit on the back of the couch. “I understand that you wanted to help but you still lied to me.”

She sensed the change and repeatedly asked what was going on with him, told him “Y’know you can tell me anything right?”

“I didn’t lie, you never asked.”

His attempt to write this off on her only served to piss her off.

“Because I shouldn’t’ve had to fucking ask!” She shouted, “You should’ve told me!”

“I didn’t wanna tell you because I knew you’d act like this,” He admitted moving closer.

“Act like what?” She implored.

“Like the world is perfect and you have some moral high ground over everyone.”

“Look,” She started “I’m not stupid, I know Brooklyn is dangerous and people have to fucked up shit but-“ She cut herself off the words too hard to say out loud.

She took in a deep breath speaking much quieter now “You’re gonna die, that’s the only outcome, you think you’re invincible and-“ She paused to take another breath.

“You don’t want me getting hurt but what about you? I’m just supposed to sit here and wait until I see your dead body on the news?”

No matter how hard she tried to fight it, a tear managed to escape her eye. Soon enough she was fully crying into her hands, feeling dramatic and scared.

Miles pulled her into a hug resting his chin on her head before pulling back to wipe away her tears. She sniffled, pressing her face back into his chest.

“Don’t cry mami, I’m not going anywhere I promise” He rubbed your back mumbling “Too pretty to cry over me.”

She pretended not to hear the last part and instead asked for reassurance. “You pinky promise?” She looked up into his eyes waiting for his response.

“I pinky promise,” He answered, linking his pinky finger with hers.

He noticed her breathing become less choppy, her occasional sniffles died down, and her eyes were glassy but her cheeks were dry.

“You good now?”

She nodded her head wiping at her nose with her arm.

“C’mere,” He said bringing her with him around the front of the couch he pulled her down to sit.

She leaned into his side pulling the throw blanket across her legs as he opened Hulu turning on the Hunger Games. A movie he’d grown tired of after Y/N’s insistence on watching it every other time they hung out.

As she watched Katniss stab a placemat to threaten Haymitch, Y/N felt eyes on her and lifted her head to find Miles watching her with a small smile.

Returning the stare she could feel the tension as Miles placed his hand on her cheek. Her eyes slipped shut and she leaned into his palm before she felt his lips on hers. Pushing herself into the kiss she was grateful to finally have concrete reciprocation of her feelings.

However, as she pulled away she only had one question on her mind. “Was that forreal or just to get me off your back?”

He chuckled as if the question was absurd or a joke. He pressed another quick peck to her lips before assuring her.

“This is forreal, ma it’s real.”

After the day she had Y/N couldn’t be sure about much but somehow she knew he wasn’t lying about this.

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sofia-cloud · 10 months

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SHORT SCENARIO — Miles Morales 42

˚ ༘ contents: soft miles, touching waist + hips+thighs, fluff, praise, whispering, kissing.

*+:｡.｡ translation: no puedo ayudar si eres tan hermosa mami. : ̗̀➛ i cant help if you are this beautiful mami. pero apúrate, no sé cuánto tiempo más podré controlarme : ̗̀➛ but finish it fast, i dont know how much longer i can hold myself

༊*·˚ notes: just a little scenario that i wanted to share with yall, lemme know what yall think😽

Imagine Miles holding your hand while walking through new york city, "What ya wanna buy ma'?" he would say while glancing at you through his lashes. “miles u dont need to-“ you’d tryna say but miles interrupted you by answering “i didnt say u would have a choice mami” while smirking slightly, you sigh and decide to make him satisfied. yall end up with 20 bags in the hands, turning back to home. “ya happy now mami?” he would ask you while chuckling a little, “thats what i would ask you” you giggled at him. when yall returned home, you saw him sitting on your desk, “miles i need to do my homework, can you sit anywhere else?” you'd say to him gently, "ya can sit on my lap" he replied you smirking. “c'mon miles, im being fr” you tried to push him off but it didnt work, so you gave up and sat on his lap. it was now passed 15 minutes and miles in all that time was kissing your neck gently, touching and squeezing your thighs softly, “miles, im trying to concentrate” by your voice you sounded a little desperate. “no puedo ayudar si eres tan hermosa, mami” he would whisper on your ear, while traveling with his hands your waist and your hips. he would turn your face gently and kiss you passionately, your tongues would slide together and fight for who would have the control, it ended by you giving up and making him win, he would chuckle and say between kisses “ya dont know what youre doing to me“, you responded with a soft sigh and when he was leaning closer for another kiss you leaned back. “I really need to finish this homework miles” you placed your hands on his arms, stopping his hands. he would sigh and say “pero apúrate, no sé cuánto tiempo más podré controlarme” he'd answer a little frustrated in the voice.

when i said short i meant every word

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lovesclinic · 3 months

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i am. putting on lots of red lipstick and kissing all over hobie n miles’s faces. all over

miles

“mmm, kisses. can't get enough of them." he groaned softly, his head tilted back as you apply the lipstick generously. he closes his eyes, enjoying the feeling of your soft lips on his skin.

as you begin to plant kisses all over his face, he starts to become more aroused. His hips begin to grind against the bed, seeking more contact with you. His breathing quickens as he feels the heat between your lips and the coolness of the lipstick on his skin.

when you're done, he grins widely, the red color standing out against his dark skin beautifully. "that's m' girl," he compliments with a chuckle before leaning in closer to capture your lips in a deep, passionate kiss.

“mmmph," he groans into the kiss, his hands finding their way up your thighs under your dress. he whispers against your lips, "don't stop, baby." his tongue traces along your bottom lip, begging for entrance which you willingly grant him.

hobie

you hear knocks on your apartment door and answer it, its hobie but he looks injured. hes not open to you about him being spiderman, but with him showing up to your door like THIS you have a right to have your suspicions. you can tell that hes hurt as he pretends to be fine.

Hes leaning on your door frame “what ya doin luv?” He winces slighty and decides to let himself in

feeling the sting in his heart, Hobie tried to focus on the sensations around him as he leaned against the door frame. His gaze followed you, watching you meticulously apply the vibrant red lipstick, making sure it was perfectly applied.

as you step closer, your lips brush against his cheek, leaving a stain of the bold color behind. Your lips press softly against his, tasting the sweetness of the lipstick mixed with his own salty taste

despite the pain, hobie couldn't help but respond to your touch, his lips parting slightly to deepen the kiss. his hands reached up to hold your waist, pulling you closer still.

“mmm..." he moans into the kiss, closing his eyes as you trail more kisses along his jawline and up to his earlobe, nipping softly. The sensation sends shivers down his spine, and he leans into you, wanting more.

as you pull away, his hand comes up to cup your cheek, feeling the warmth from your skin mixed with the cool sensation of the lipstick. “you know you drive me wild with this kinky stuff, luv,”

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milesluvbot · 10 months

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the strength challenge

pairing: e!1610 miles morales x afro latina reader

summary: after scrolling mindlessly on tiktok, you insist on getting your boyfriend into doing another trend with you, not knowing it would end up a bit more intimate than expected.

warnings: fluff!!! + suggestive content

a/n: enjoy!! <33 i did use google translate so apologies for any bad spanish. + this vid was the inspo for the one shot:

guapa/guapo : pretty/handsome

reina/rey : queen/king

“Miles, please, let’s do it!” You suggest to Miles, a wide smile plastered on your face. Your head sprung up from his chest, forcing Miles to detach his fingers from your head full of coils, and now you were facing him with the best puppy eyes you could possibly make. You were both resting in his room for an hour or so, both scrolling through TikTok mindlessly, as your head laid on his chest and his arm was sprawled over your waist. You were content, but that feeling slowly dissipated as your boyfriend kept telling you the one word you hate the most; No.

“Nope, nah, no. And don’t give me those eyes.” He replies, a ghost of a smile present on his countenance. He lets out a sigh at your persistence, and readjusts himself on the bed so you were both facing each other. Unbeknownst to you, his reluctance to partake in this challenge was mainly so you wouldn't gain any suspicions about where his unnatural strength came from, as he wasn't ready for that conversation just yet.

“What eyes, guapo?” Now this was more than intentional. You knew flattery was the way into anyone's heart, and this was especially applicable to the boy in front of you. You see a small smirk grow on Miles’ face, making you feel all giddy inside. (That’s the impact his smile had on you.) You scoot from the other side of the bed and approach Miles with your eyes closed, in the hopes he’ll do what you want.

As hoped, he did what you wanted and pressed a kiss onto your glossed lips. Just as he was about to pull away, you place your hand upon his face and kiss deeper, taking him for surprise. You hum into the kiss, ensuring all your thoughts and pleads were communicated. You break apart from him, with his hand still planted on the side of your face. You flutter your lashes to seal the deal, glancing from his lips to his beautiful brown eyes.

“A’ight fine. Show me the thing.” He says enervated, entirely changing his approach after your kiss. You grin, celebrating your victory with a shrill squeal. You sit beside him, your head on his shoulder and his arm draped over yours. You show the TikTok, as you both see the couple attempt different moves to test their strength.

“Ahora puedes llevarme como la reina que soy.” (Now you can carry me like the queen that I am.) You state, booping the tip of Miles’ nose, making him shake his head and chuckle.

“And I’m your rey? ¿Sí? ” He questions, tilting his head to the side, staring directly into you. You roll your eyes and you plan to ignore him but Miles insists on you vocally agreeing. He cups your face warmly, getting you to look at him. You burst into a fit of laughter, your head bobbing in his hands as you spread your contagious laugh. Miles starts to laugh too, after seeing you become overcome by giggling.

Once you finally gain composure, you breathe out a response. “Yes! Yes, Miles you are. Now can we do the challenge?” Miles nods, as he tells you to pull up the video to decide which movies to recreate. You both decided on a push up and a hip thrust to begin with.

“I can’t even do a regular push up, what makes you think I can do one with you on my back? Are you trying to kill off your girl already?” You exclaim dramatically, regretting your decision to suggest this. Miles smiles widely, clearly very excited. Too excited.

You get into the plank position, feet shoulder width apart and your head hung low. You tried to mentally prepare yourself, but nothing could prepare you for the weight that was literally put onto your shoulders. Your body hits his bedroom floor, absolutely failing at staying upright, let alone doing a press up.

“Miles! Chill!” You groan out (whilst smiling to yourself), rubbing the knees that collided against the floor.

“My bad. I’m sorry guapa.” He replies, giving you multiple pecks on your mouth and both kneecaps. You begin laughing to yourself at the sheer stupidity of the situation, and Miles follows suit.

“Boy, don’t laugh too hard because I don’t think you’ll do that much better!” You comment, catching Miles' attention. His eyebrow raises at that comment, and a smile appears on his face once again.

“Bet. Get on top of me then.” He instructs and gets into position, as he fights down a laugh after realising how that sounds.

“Not like that-”

“Honestly, I don’t mind either way.” You state nonchalantly, making Miles get all bashful and awkward. A side of him that you’ve always loved.

You climb onto Miles, putting all of your weight onto him. You even cross your legs on his back and you still couldn’t detect any falters in strength or a little wobble. He presses down into the ground and comes back up to his original position with ease, multiple times. You furrow your eyebrows, thinking this can’t be the same scrawny boy you fell in love with. You hop off his back, and he jumps up, brushing his hands off. You furrow your eyebrow as bewilderment is plastered all over your face.

“Wh-”

“Gym!” He blurts out quickly. Miles clears his voice, regaining his cool. “Gym. Been going for a couple months, been meaning to tell you.” He answers, a quivering smirk present on his face. You mouth out an ‘okay’ and move onto the next movement, the hip thrust.

Miles offers to go first, still feeling slightly guilty for your little knee incident. He sits back down on the floor, resting his back against his bed frame. You realise this pose is a bit more intimate than a push up and you shyly smile to yourself. You sit down on Miles’ lap, suddenly getting in extremely close proximity to Miles. Your breath flutters against his lashes and you can practically see every speck on his face, from his chestnut irises to the pattern of his eyebrow hairs. You wrap your hands behind his neck as his hands are carefully placed on your waist, his fingers tapping into your skin out of habit.

“Well don’t forget the challenge now, Morales.”

His eyes were focused on everywhere but your eyes, avoiding eye contact with you as if it’s the plague. You laugh to yourself quietly. Miles finally completes the hip thrust, lifting you up and putting you down with such ease and stability. None of you move. Your heads inch closer, ghosting each other's lips.

“Y/N, I-”

Before you know it, the door to Miles’ room whips open, revealing Mrs. Morales standing there with a laundry basket full of clothes.

“Miles, I thought I told you to leave this door-”

You and Miles look up, jaws wide open at this surprise appearance, wincing in embarrassment. You understand how this looks to Rio, seeing her son underneath his girlfriend as she straddles him. It looks that way, but it truly isn’t. You think. You quickly get up from Miles, and shift away from him as much as you possibly could. The levels of embarrassment squashes you whole, wishing for yourself to be anywhere but here.

“-open. This door is supposed to be open.” Rio says after giving Miles an extremely stern look.

“It's not-”

“I’m so so sor-”

“Just come and eat, Miles. Y/N, are you staying for dinner?” Rio questions, pinching her nose bridge in annoyance. You could practically hear the lecture Miles was about to get. And as for yourself, you’re lucky that you’re her favourite, or else this would’ve ended very differently.

“No it’s okay, thank you. I need to head home anyway. Thanks.” You respond quickly, not trying to stay any longer in the tense atmosphere. You quickly grab the stuff that was within arms reach and exit Miles room.

“Bye, Miles.” You say flurried, before giving an extremely ‘I’m so sorry about everything’ glance to Rio. She nods in approval, before crossing her arms and facing her son.

Miles was dead.

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multifariousqueer · 11 months

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hey baby, i hope you ok! if u are accepting requests i thinking reader sit on miles face, i know 1610!miles would be so sweet, now 42!miles... idk just late night intrusive thoughts 😩

OMG YESS I’VE BEEN THINKING OF THIS!!!

A/n: Hey y’all. Keep requesting smut fics and as always: IF YOU DON’T LIKE IT, SCROLL TF AWAY. Lmk if I should do more of these

Warnings: smut obvi, cunnilingus, imma try not to put so many warnings so y’all can actually see this post

Sitting on the Miles’ faces headcannons

Our Miles(1610)

Earth 1610

Definitely loves it fr

At first, you’re scared you’re gonna choke him but he’s adamant you won't

“Miles what if I crush you” “You won’t, I promise"

Those spider genes are strong fr. You feel light as a feather to him but you’re still scared

Makes sure you’re comfortable and willing to stop if needed

That being said, this man is a MUNCH

but he’s a soft munch, yk? He doesn’t do it often but when he does, he ain’t letting up

Contributed his mustache growth to you

Will tongue fuck you fr

holds your hand occasionally when he wants to be closer to you

When you lay back and rest your hands on his thighs let him do his thing as he’s full on eating you out>>>>

Will have you cumming in minutes

I feel like he’s gentle and watches your facial expressions to know if he’s doing good

Will close his eyes and just enjoy your pretty pussy and bask in how lucky he is to have you

“Mmmmm you’re this wet for me, mami?”

Is hard as a rock and he’s dripping precum but he’s so in love with you its worth it

If he feels you get up, he’ll think he did something wrong

“Did I do something wrong?” “No its just I’m close"

His ultimate goal in life is to have his head in between your Lucious thighs

cums at the thought

Thinks you taste like candy

your pussy is his paradise fr.

Will suck on your clit until you’re close and he’ll tongue fuck you

If you reach back and stroke him, he’s in love(more than usual)

When you cum, he swallows it and gulps it loud so you hear

“Mmmmm fuck mami, sabes a caramelo"

Will speak Spanish into your pussy

Goes feral if you run your fingers through his hair

Will def kiss you after and fuck you

Earth 42

“siéntate en mi cara, mami” “I’m scared that imma drown you or something” “I ain't made of glass. It’s okay"

I feel like he isn’t very good at it at first so you have to guide him

“Mmmmm right there, papi” “fuck, eres tan buena, mi corazón"

Once you tell him where to go and how to do it, you’re hooked

His face is basically made for your face atp

Will speak Spanish into your pussy, just like our miles

Teases you by licking circles around your clit and flicking over it occasionally and when you jump and whimper, he chuckles

"muy sensible, mi vida” “mmm you’re making me feel so good”

you smile and run your hand on his braids and he smirks into your pussy before returning his lips to your clit

when you cum, he will savor that shit

like he will act like he’s eating the best meal ever

“mmmm fuck, mami no puedo vivir sin este coño” “mmm fuckkk papi, you always put it down right

knows he’s the only one who can make you feel this way

will leave your legs shaking 100000%

makes your vision blur once he gets good at eating

has a long tongue and will literally lick your g spot until youre cumming

Doesn’t stop there tho, he will still suck your clit like a ring pop even after you cum

“Papi, I finished” “I didn’t"

Will get pissed if you get up and he will grab your thighs and pull you back down

“Don’t stop me when I’m eating, mami"

You’re a stuttering mess when he’s done

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jackie0lantern · 9 months

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One way to get some stress off. ATSV aged up!miles x aged up!f!reader (smut)

(Oral ‘male!giving)

Don’t wanna read it? Cool keep it to yourself.

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“Ay! Ma open the window!!” Miles knocked on your window over and over getting you attention, no matter how many times you’ve told him to just use the door It’s bad enough that your dad’s already getting suspicious over him just showing up at random but now the only entrance to your room is your window you guess. You sigh standing up from your desk and open it , he smiles at you as he slips in and gets himself comfortable on your bed you just roll your eyes shutting the window “miles-“ he cuts you off “I know I know. Use the door next time!” You nod and set back at your desk he stands up and comes over Peking over your shoulder “Spanish? I thought you were a robotics major.” She nods “I needed an extra caricature.” She stated rubbing her (s/c) face out of stress he nods “stressed?” He asked in a mumble “very.” She mumbles back he chuckles and starts kissing her neck “I got you mami..” she giggled holding his head before leaning back and kissing him after a couple of minutes it started getting heated she whined as he held her close he pulls away and slipped under her desk “h-hey!” She whines as she was cut off by miles licking a line up her panties “oh.. miles my door!” Miles used his web shooter to web it shut and went back to what he was doing before he slowly took off her panties and licked up her folds she melted in her chair dropping her pencil he smiled knowing that he had an effect on her she gulped feeling his tongue slowly inter her he slowly ran her fingers through his hair “miles..” she moaned as he started moving his tongue faster she covered her mouth trying not to be loud her eyes rolled back as she bucked her hips in his face he held her thighs as he kept her from moving lappingat her clit looking up at her watching her every expression she gasped and whines she was a sight for sure. Her (h/c) hair was messy, her shirt was half way unbuttoned showing her (f/c) bra matching her panties miles couldn’t help but go faster he couldn’t help but watch her come undone that coil in her stomach snapping as she held his head as things slowly came down he helped her to her bed and helped her put on some pjs he smiled at her and laid down next to her slowly falling asleep in each others arms

#atsv smut #miles morales smut #miles morales x reader #miles smut #atsv miles #miles morales

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alexander-arcturus-black-lupin · 4 months

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Mileesss

They’re in the same highschool and have a crush on each other.

She was the second highest in her class, overachiever, but there was someone who was always above her. Miles Fucking Morales. She studied day and night but even then she'd get 99 while he'd get 100. And what really got her was the fact she never saw him study. It vexed her dearly. With his puffy hair, cute chuckle, glimmering eyes, sweet smile- no.

He was always either hanging out with his friends or sketching something in his book. You'd once once saw him with a blonde girl but that was the only girl he'd ever seemed to hang around with and she randomly stopped coming to school and he seemed sadder. Darker.

There was something about him she wanted to figure him out but he didn't even know her name. Even now they were in Math and she could help glancing across at him through her locks pretending to check the time on her phone. It hadn't moved a minute.

He was sketching. She wanted to ask him what he was sketching but couldn't find the words or the confidence. He looked so calm and at peace.

"And the answer is what? Mr. Morales," The teacher, Mr. Quinn had given her a little fright.

"3," he said, not even taking his eyes off his sketch.

"That's completely- wait what?" Mr. Quinn was shocked.

"The answer is 3, right y/n," You felt your stop. You looked at him, his eyes still on his sketch. You scanned the board quickly and nodded.

"Yeah it is," your ears were ringing. You've never heard him say your name before. It was beautiful.

"Good job Mr. Morales," The teacher went on with the lesson. After the class, you went to your locker which was a few rows from Miles'. You were so deep in thought you didn't notice when you bumped into Miles. Your books almosts spilling over.

"Oh hey sorr-” I look up to see Miles. “Miles, hi, sorry,” you try to walk around him but he stops you.

"Hey hold up, wanna hang after school? " Miles asks there's a sort of hope in his eyes, begging you say yes. You'd never seen that before.

"I- uh yeah sure."

So here you were standing in front of Miles house wondering how many times to knock. You raised your hand and hit it once and before you could hit it again the door swung open. Miles stood before you in a faded basketball jersey. There was a random afro comb in his hair, he was probably in the middle of coming his hair.

"Hi."

"Hey." he opens the door wider and ushers you in. "Do you like tacos? They're spicy."

"Yes please." you say as he hands you a plate, you realise how much his house smells like him and with the taco just added to it. Unbeknownst to you he was watching you eat. He liked how you weren't all careful and how you even asked for more, his mom was in the corner nodding her head.

You both played video games in his room, and you passed out later on Miles shoulder. When you woke up you were wrapped in a blanket, Miles' back to you. His headphones in, drawing something. You got out of the bed and giggled at how dorky he looks. the cool black boy in your class you made you blush in chemistry. You looked over his shoulder, met with a pen sketch of you! Your breathe on his neck brought him back and he turned.

"Hi-i"

"Hello." you say as you grab the book flipping through it. He tries to stop you but you get out of his grasp skimming through, you see sketches of that blond girl the name Gwen beneath them, above them or behind her with random spiderman stuff around her, you almost give him back the book till you reach the other half of the notebook which is just you. Smiling, laughing, mad, all of it.

"Miles…" you pause staring at yourself. "These are really good, you're so talented."

"Thanks, I- erm, you're a great er- muse and I- lik- admire er- yea I"

"It's getting a little dark. I should go…" Miles looks like he just died inside, for a second you lose your mind and kiss his cheek. "I had fun Morales, hope you're not letting me walk back alone."

"I'll take you home." you smile and follow him out of his room, outside it chilly. You fold your arms and he tosses you his jacket.

"I don't want you freezing on your way home." your heart is in your ears.

He walks you home and waits for the lights in your room to turn on before leaving. You wave at him through your window. He waves back He's in love.

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impeanutsstuff · 7 months

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I Miss You

Miles Morales (42) x Fem!Reader

NSFW

2am the moonlight softly glowed into Miles’ bedroom he should be asleep but his mind was racing he tossed and turned in his bed trying to get comfortable, throwing the sheet on and off of his body, he tried sticking his foot out but nothing was helping. He squeezed his eyes shut hoping that his mind would settle down but it didn’t. “ oh my-“ he called out again flipping to another position.

The thing that was on his mind preventing him from sleeping? You. It’s been a week since he talked to you and Miles needed your touch , he craved it. He felt around his bed for his phone grabbing it pulling it up to his face , he squinted his eyes at the brightness before quickly lowering it and opening up the FaceTime app , his fingers hovered over your contact. Would you even pick up? He questioned himself, but he clicked anyway letting it ring , three rigs later and you picked up , your groggy voice coming through the phone.

“Miles what it’s 2am, why are you even calling me ?” You asked he felt his heart race that you actually answered. “Ma I miss you , can I come over?” He asked. “Miles seriously?” You responded. “Please Y/n I miss you so much.” You groaned slightly before answering him this was sadly normal for you and Miles , you would break up not speak for a week and he’d call you saying how much he misses you and you’d fall for it each time taking him back with open arms. “Okay but no funny shit.”

He grinned at your answer “iight I’ll be over in 10” he said hanging up the phone slipping on some shoes and crawling out the window. Miles quickly made his way to your house , climbing up the fire escape to your window , which he slowly opened and made his way into the room. “Hey” you said scooting over so that he’d be able to lay with you which he happily took. He got into the bed wrapping his arms around you. “I missed you mi amor.” You giggled “yeah yeah whatever. “ you said snuggling closer into him. “You ain’t miss me?” He asked a small smile on his face. “I ain’t never said that.” You answered.

“I know you missed me. “ Miles said leaning down giving you a kiss. You moaned slightly into the kiss before pulling away. “I said no funny shit Miles”

He smiled down at you before before pulling you back into a deep needy kiss. You returned the kiss your lips moving in sync. “Mami I need you so bad.” Miles said desperation laced in his voice before he attached his lip to your neck kissing it gently. You tilted your head back giving him more access to your neck. You moaned lightly as he bagan to suck lightly on your neck making your body shiver slightly. “My parents are home.” You said lowly into his ear.

“Well you better be quiet then babe.” He said laughing into your neck continuing to suck on it. “Miles.” You softly moaned feeling the heat rush between your legs. “Miles Please.” You said practically begging for him to touch you. He obliged reaching under the big t shirt that you wore to bed slowly rubbing circles into your puffy clit , your wetness seeping through your panties.

“So wet f’me already.” He said between the kisses he placed on your neck. You moaned lightly at each tight circle he made. “Feel good baby?” Miles asked as he kissed up your neck to your mouth muffling your moans. He pulled away looking into your eyes his dark and filled with lust. He slid your panties to the side running his fingers through your folds. Your eyes rolled in pleasure as you softly called out his name. Miles could feel himself getting harder every time his name left your pretty little mouth. He slowly sank one of his fingers into your wet cunt loving the way your face screwed in pleasure. “You look so pretty wrapped around my finger.” He said pumping his finger in and out. You whined throwing your head back, picking your hips up grinding yourself on his finger chasing your high. “Miles please.” You said begging for release.

“Tell me what you want bae.” He said watching you work his fingers. “Mmm, I wanna cum.” You said breathlessly. Miles slowly pulled his finger out making you whine out in frustration. “Not yet Mami.” He said tugging at your panties ,signaling for you to take them off. You slipped them off as he slid out of his shorts and boxers , his cock springing out softly hitting the end of his stomach. “You ready ma?” He asked slowly stroking himself as precum coated his tip. He lined himself up with your entrance slowly sinking in. You both hissed at the feeling as he bottomed out.

Miles began to slowly thrust in and out “That’s it baby , squeeze me tight.” He groaned into your ear. You threw your hand over your mouth muffling your sounds of pleasure as you watched miles slide in and out of your cunt , you walls fluttering the deeper he went. Miles kissed the side of your your neck his thrust becoming deeper and harder , making it harder for you to stay quiet. You felt the knot in your stomach grow tighter. “Miles don’t stop please….i-I’m gonna cum.” Mile’s whimpered at the feeling of your walls clinching around him pushing him nearer to his climax. The squelching noise of your wetness filled the room. “Shittt….im cummingg.” You said feeling yourself release all over Miles painting his dick white.

“That’s right ma, cum for me.” He said still thrusting letting you ride out your high. Miles let out a deep groan before giving you a final thrust before releasing his seed inside you. He pulled out watching his cum spill out , before crashing on the side of you. You leaned in giving Miles a kiss. “Do you think they heard us?” You giggled

#mikes morales x reader #miles morales smut #miles morales x black!reader #miles g morales x black reader #earth 42 miles morales x reader

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mooneeswrld · 8 months

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PARTY CRUSH

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pairings : aged!up!earth42!Miles x fem!reader

warnings : alcohol, start of a smut, twerk, sensual touches (AGED UP MILES)

summary : Miles is secretly the Prowler, you are his best-friend, his girl best-friend. And you know about his secret identity from the beginning. This night, Miles used to join you at a party, he isn’t really attracted by parties but go because you insisted.

a/n : FIRST FANFIC GUYS ! I am literally obsessed with Prowler Miles😌 so hope you like it ✌️

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You were in your room, trying some fits for the party. You were on a face time with your best friend too, you actually showed him some fits and he let you know which one was nice. You finished pulling up the straps of your shirt purple dress and go to the field of your camera to show Miles the dress. He was getting ready to do a mission as the Prowler. After this mission he used to join you at the party.

“What ‘bout this ?” you say, turning around to show him. The tight dress shone but not too much. You waited for his answer as he looked at your body. You cleared your throat to let him know you were waiting when he looked up to you across his phone.

“Mmm ? Oh ! The dress is….tight, isn’t she ?” He looked at you questioning with his eyes, you could tell, a lil bothered.

“Yea, that’s pretty in that way, nah ?” You said softly as you looked at your body in the mirror. Questioning if you looked good.

“Yea, well…you look good, ma” he mumbled, bothered. You could tell, something was going on. He looked at you, as you looked at yourself in your mirror before heading back to his business.

“Miles Gonzalo Morales, what’s the matter ?” You sighed as you looked at his face, questioning.

“Can’t you just…wear something above your dress the time I won’t be there ?” He said not facing you, just doing his own business. You looked pissed off he said that.

‘How could he not trust you ?’

You sighed, not ready to allow, so you didn’t responded, you finished your makeup, on your vanity near your phone. He couldn’t see you in the field of the camera. He ad finished his business and is gonna head to the mission. You knew that when he called you

“Listen, (y/n), I trust you, just, take care of yourself till I come. I’ll join you in 1 hour, okay ?” he said softly, yet directive. He was gonna hang up, because he needed to head to his mission right the way

you sighed and appear to the field of the camera to mumble “I’ll take care of myself till you join me, okay” he sighed of relief and waved a lil bye bye that you waved back with a smile

*30 minutes after*

You arrived at the entry of the nightclub and walked in, miles was supposed to be there in 30 minutes. You entered the nightclub, you saw were the dance floor was, were the bar was, were the couches were and surprisingly, the strip bars.

You arrived and walked to the bar, asking for a drink, specially a cocktail, ‘sex on the beach’. You started drinking while analysing every ‘teams’ in the nightclub, you didn’t wanted to go dancing alone, but you did. You started heading to the dance floor after drinking ass dry your drink.

You started doing movements with your body, spinning on yourself and before you knew it was time for Miles to join you. As you danced with random girls. He saw you on the dance floor and smirked then head to the bar to get a drink.

You were actually really drunk and wasn’t always knowing what you were doing. He finished his drink quickly and ask for another before drinking 3 drinks. He then decided to join you, but as he go to the dance floor, the music changed. For a…twerk one…

*put the music on*

It was your favourite song for your sensual dance and Miles knew it. He join you and tap on your shoulder to let you give your attention to him. When you turned around you smiled widely.

“Miles !” You said as you jumped in his arms, a thing you never do between you both. He was taken aback but with the alcohol, he didn’t mind it too much and grabbed your waist, he was actually drunk too. He turned you to have your back on his chest and said in your ear “twerk for me, ma~”

You felt the heat on your face increase and you felt his large hands on your waist. The music chorus came in and you didn’t mind twerking on him, he was actually your secret crush so, if you could let him fall for you, you’ll do it. You then started twerking, your butt rubbing his crotch, as you twerk on him. You did sensual movements like letting your hands slide from your boobs to your thighs while twerking. It was getting him aroused, he knew he was doing shit, she is his best friend ! But he didn’t mind on the moment, seeing you twerking on him was actual heaven. You were actually his secret crush, it’s hard for him to admit it.

As you turned to face him, your hair a bit on your face due to your movements as you looked at him with ‘those eyes’. You did pelvic movement, while having your hands on his torso, you knew what you were doing was shit, he is your best friend !

Before you knew, Miles dragged you off the dance floor to the couches. He tackle you on the wall near a couch and looked at you with hungry eyes. “ma…I can’t take it anymore…~”he said as a revelation, it was like a love reveal. You just looked at his lips before saying the start word. “Take me~” you said sensually. You were both actually conscious of the act that was gonna happen…

*to be continued !*

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MIGUEL O HARA

miguel holding you

miguel o’ hara coded

size kink with him

PETER B

him fucking you in his suit (literally)

from the back

angry sex

angry sex pt.2

HOBIE BROWN

too much

shower

suck it dry

balcony

bounce

recoil

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