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l13 · 10 months

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spiderverse twt links part 2

WARNINGS : NSFW, 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI, f!reader, the links are literally p#rn, proceed at your own risk

CHARACTERS: miguel o'hara, peter b parker, hobie brown, the spot, spider noir, webslinger

miguel

♡ miguel playing with your pussy as he sucks on your tits- getting you ready to take his cock, like the good girl you are<3

♡ this is for that one anon that sent me a hc about miguel getting pissed af if he caught you using one of your toys- ((I SAW IT AND IT WAS AMAZING I'VE WROTE SMTH BUT IT'S BEEN ON MY DRAFTS FOR LIKE A WEEK i can't seem to like it no matter how much i edit it but have this<333)) Miguel who then proceeds to snatch the toy from your grasp, muttering how you can't even come even with that. "S good right? Better than me?" "Noo, never- never better than you- oh please baby-" "That's fucking right."

bonus

♡ miguel punishing you when you arrive home after you talking shit all day- purposefully disagreeing on anything he says- even in mission briefs. makes sure to fuck you stupid just to remind you not to pull that shit again<3 "Acting like such a fucking bitch all day- fuck. Just needed my cock that bad, huh? Say it,"

peter

♡ peter whimpering pathetically once he starts cumming- moaning when you don't stop jerking his cock, and he's thrashing around, hips never stopping their little jumps as he whines prettily "I can't anymore- h please ffuckkkk, I ca-aan't," voice cracking as he sobs for you

♡ pussydrunk!peter that starts fucking you like an absolute madman, literally not able to stop thrusting inside of you even after he's cum two times already, his eyes are hazy, can barely focus on anything but he still grabs you by the hair to pull you against him almost harshly, panting hard as he somehow keeps fucking his cock back inside your drenched pussy

♡ peter laying flush against your back, humping you, thrusting his cock inside you till he's crying with you- whimpering and moaning from the way your pretty pussy feels around his cock

hobie

♡ hobie definitely wakes you up in the middle of the night if he can't sleep- pulls your panties to the side and makes you ride him, watching with a hand behind his head as you bounce your ass on his cock- thrusting his hips up to meet the rolls of your hips as he sighs, "Fuck- think I'll be wakin' you up every God damn night, baby.." "Yeah do it- fuckin' make me cum-"

♡ hobie losing his FUCKING mind when he sees you hold your folds open for him- giving him the perfect view of his cock entering your pussy again and again-

♡ no bccc. NO BECAUSEEEEEEE. tell me why he'd do this. he'd def dry hump you till you're both moaning against each other's mouths before he'd fuck you, refusing to remove his underwear from before- saying he likes looking at them all stained with your juices as you bounce up and down his cock<3

spider noir

♡ tw!!!somno noir loving seeing you wear tights/stockings, and absolutely loses his mind when he sees you laying like that on the couch- skirt bundled up on the floor, you'd probably taken it off right before laying down, and fuck- it's so fucked up that he's doing this but he can't help himself as he takes his cock out, slapping it against your ass two-three times before he starts jerking it, slowly, "So pretty for me honey.. 'nd you don't even know it," "Fuck- sorry- I'm sorry- I can't stop, can't fuckin' stop-"

♡ noir letting you control the pace for once as he leans back, supporting his weight with his palms on the mattress as you bounce your ass on his cock vigorously- and he's grunting, muttering praises, until he gets greedy and grabs you by the hips to thrust inside you with a new-found passion, "Did so well for me, such a good girl- unh-" "I'll fuck you so well, don't you worry-" "Won't be able to fuckin' walk tomorrow, honey."

♡ feel like noir would be used to more 'old fashioned' shit so when he met you, he'd become 10x times more freaky- that includes cumming on your face 🤭 he'd be reluctant at first- "Why waste it? You're tellin' me you don't want it in your pussy, hm?" but then he actually does it one time and becomes OBSESSED, "God fucking- I'm gonna cum-" "Where d'you want it sweetie," "Yeah? Ffuck yes- gonna paint your pretty face with my cum-"

the spot

♡ we've established that spot is a certified pussy eater, even without a mouth he'd find a fucking way- he'd just push your cunt into his face hole, and lap at your pussy greedily- moaning as he did so

♡ tw!! pegging jonathon? OH MY GODDDDDDDD and he's moaning so good for you too<3

♡ spot unable to stop pushing his hips back into your hand as you finger one of his holes- the feeling bringing tears into his eyes as he cries out for you<33

♡ him nearly YELLING when he comes inside you- moaning loudly as he pumps you full of his cum<3

webslinger

♡ tw!! breeding kink "Legs up f'me darlin'.... just like that," thrusts into you relentlessly, head thrown back as he literally cannot handle how good your pussy feels around his cock, and he grunts as he pulls out, jerking his cock, his hand shaking, "Can't cum inside you huh, pretty? Can't get you pregnant- not yet-"

♡ him finally slipping and coming inside you- moaning with his eyes rolled back as he feels your cunt sucking him in- "Ah shit- m sorry darlin' I couldn't hold m'self back.."

♡ him pounding you from the back and then suddenly deciding that he wants to watch you ride him instead- (save a horse, ride a cowboy), absolutely looooves watching your face contort in pleasure, your tits bouncing as you guide yourself up and down his cock<3

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jk66m · 10 months

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𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐃𝐎 𝐈𝐓 𝐩𝐭.𝟏 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

— 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫.

pairing: Miguel O’Hara x Fem!Reader, Spiderman Noir x Fem!Reader

includes: NSFW content, begging, crying sex (?), praise kink if you squint, gentle sex, rough sex

pt.2

༊*·˚ 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐢𝐫

Noir is very gentle and experienced, he would definitely take you through it. I also feel that he would be a sucker for you if you plead him, like if you were sick and wants him, he would tell you how that it is unsafe, but he just can’t deny you for long if you beg and tell him how much you want him. He can’t help himself but to fuck you at that moment.

“That’s it sweet girl, you can take it.”

Tears of pleasure formed in your eyes as Peter thrusted into you gently. Your back lied against the bed, hips raised by a pillow as so your glistening cunt is angled upwards.

Your nipples are swollen and red. Gnawed, sucked and played by the man on top of you repeatedly.

“You’re doing so well,” he said has he stroked your wet cheeks.

You let out a whimper of distaste when you realized he suddenly stopped.

“W-why did you stop?” You whispered, too tired to make out any louder noise.

“You’ve already came five times sweetheart, I still have work tomorrow and so do you,” Peter said.

“You need rest.”

“No I don’t!” you argued quickly. You feel high, drunk in an emotional turmoil. More tears formed in your eyes as sadness suddenly crashed down on you. Peter’s eyes softened at the sight.

You need to come one more time, you need it.

“J-just one more time, please,” you asked softly.

Peter looked at you and groaned at his lack of self-control. He is a slave to the sweet sound of your pleading.

“Fine,” He said quietly.

“One more and we go to sleep, m’kay?”

*ೃ༄ 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐎’𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐚

Like Spider-Man Noir, Miguel would also be very experienced and will take you through it. However, he is less gentle, and your poor cunt will be in pain for a whole week after you guys have done it. He also has much more self control than Noir, like if you want him but is not in the best condition to do it, he would distance himself from you before he loses himself. He would definitely also be less of a talker, and more of a growler/groaner.

Your hands are on the headboards, knees on the bed and ass out in the air as Miguel repeatedly thrusts into you.

Tears form in your eyes, and you look back to see one of Miguel’s hand stroking your back, the other holding your hips, and his pelvis repeated slapping into your ass.

Lewd noises fill the room and your feel your cheeks burn.

“Ugh,” you hear him groan silently, “Fuck.”

You feel a coil in your belly and look back again.

His eyes reaches you and you know that the both of you will come soon.

White splatter. Your vision crashes and you scream.

At the same time, Miguel let’s put a throaty groan, and leans over your back, hugging your smaller frame.

He strokes your back slowly like a silent praise of how well you’ve done.

As you calmed your breath, you sit onto the mattress and look into his eyes once more.

“One more time?” You ask hopefully.

“No,” he said sternly, “You need to go to sleep.”

He pulls your waist towards him and your back touches his chest. Slowly, you fall a sleep in his arms listening to his steady breathing.

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emmalandry · 7 months

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⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆

𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝔻𝕒�� 𝟞 ~ 𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘

⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕝𝕖༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆

Imagine Miguel's fat cock kissing and abusing your womb as he uses his large hands to grind your ass back against him. "Tómalo niña, eso es todo. Buena chica." You're mewling and desperately clawing at the sheets of your shared bed.

"Gonna get you full of my cum, princesa. Get you all round and swollen f' me..." Your eyes begin to roll back into your head, Miguel manhandling you in any way he pleases. Flipping around and putting you into the full-nelson.

"Aren't you just such a dirty girl? No me jodas..." His thrusts get faster and faster as the band in your stomach begins to snap at the same time as Miguel's. His potent seed spills into your womb as his thrusts begin to slow. "Take it all, baby...Gotta keep it inside you so we make sure it takes." That's the last thing he says before he rolls the both of you over, kissing and stroking your hair as you doze off to sleep.

⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆

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messylustt · 7 months

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v.07.10.23 day four: thigh riding ( nsfw )

spider noir brainrot

noir’s always busy. but your needy pussy is just far too wet to leave him alone. he’s a polite man, always such a gentleman to you. but as you crawl across the bed and over to where he’s seated at his desk, and the way that you eye him, tracing your finger along his collarbone, his shirt loose and lazy, his ‘respectfulness’ falters. he hates tending to you when his focus isn’t entirely on you. even if you’ve stated that you don’t mind, he wants to take care of you in a way that puts you first. it’s sweet, but right now the concept ‘sweet’ isn’t exactly radiating off him. “keep working, it’s fine.” you murmur as you straddle his thigh. “i can just use this.” then you begin to grind your hips, slowly at first. his hands fly towards your waist and you think that he’s going to stop you, but he instead begins to move you, making your pussy lips drag against his pants. he doesn’t want you doing the work. if you’re gonna use his leg to get off then he’s in the right to control your movements. your whimpers stutter. “i can just do it — ” you try, knowing he’s busy, but in response he pushes his leg higher up into your cunt making your words cut short. “you’re gonna make my pants all wet...” noir murmurs, but there’s no protest in his actions. making you rut against him quicker, his lips parting as he feels your heat rub along his thigh. though he’s a respectable man, sometimes all he wants is to see you pathetically getting off on him.

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celestialh4ven · 10 months

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Fucktoy

Currently gripping my sheets

summary: smut

pairing: Miguel O’hara x Fem!Reader x Spider Noir

cw : smut, double penetration, took a trip to POUND TOWN, dirty talk, praise.

wc: 908

Not proofread!

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It’s dark and rainy here in New York. The city is bustling with citizens going about with their day now that Spider-Man— er Spider-Mans (Spider Noir and Miguel) and Woman (aka you) have saved the day yet again! Being Spider-Woman was not easy, and it didn’t get any easier when two incredibly hot Spider-Men came falling from the sky into your universe. At that point, you didn’t care enough to question why, and eventually, you three became a team, fighting bad guys together as people stared, confused at why one guy was completely black and white. You three never really got along, well, more like you didn’t get along with them.

They were super hard-headed and destructive when fighting, but because of that, the battles were relatively short. You prioritized fighting in a way that hardly damaged the city or its civilians, though the fights took much longer. They would always tease you about it, and you hated them for it. In fact, you hated them, period. Well, that's what you would usually tell yourself.

But now look at you.

Miguel’s face in between your thighs, and Peter’s dick hitting the very back of your throat. How did you get into this situation? You had no clue and you didn’t care. All you cared about right now was getting out all the stress you accumulated from being Spider-Woman, and what better way to do that than a threesome?

You pulled your head back to catch your breath, drool still connecting you and Peter’s now completely erect dick. “Wanna feel… the both of you inside me…” Your words shocked the two men, they originally planned to take turns with you so your words stunned them a bit, but who were they to complain?

“Alright then” Peter nodded “ Whaddya say, I take the front you take the back?” Peter said looking down and Miguel who continued to devour you down there.

“Fine by me,” Miguel replied. Soon you found yourself sandwiched between them, Peter positioned himself on top of you, while Miguel positioned himself underneath. With no warning, they both slid inside of you, it was very easy to do so since you were dripping wet.

“Fuck….” You moaned, “Feeling good darling?” Noir asked grinning. You were about to respond until, “Now what would people think if they knew how their lovely Spider-Woman was getting dicked down like this huh?” Miguel interrupted. You felt embarrassed at his words and hid you face in Peter’s chest, “Shut up Miguel and just start moving…” Miguel wasted no time and started to thrust into you and Peter follower suit.

“Fucckkkk….” You moaned again.

You couldn’t lie, this felt so good. You could feel them both stretching you out, it almost felt like you were about to rip in half. “Feels so good…” you moaned out. “Yeah, I know it does baby…” Peter grunted. “Joder, estás tan apretado…fuck…” Miguel groaned as he thrusted up faster inside you. “Oh, FUCK!” You exclaimed “k…keep doing just that….” “Will do” Miguel replied.

Peter was more on the romantic side, constantly building up as he went, so while Miguel was pounding up into you from the back, he was teasing your nipples with his tongue and pacing his thrusts, so the more intense he got the faster his thrusts would get.

“You look stunning like this,” Peter said as he pulled you in closer for a kiss. You felt like you were on cloud nine, with the two of them just having their way with you and you not being able to do anything but take it.

“You’re being such a good girl, you deserve a reward, no?” Peter asked and you just nod your head as drool starting to form at the edge of your lip. Soon enough, Peter quickened his pace to that of Miguel’s. Now they were both pounding into you. Nothing but moans, groans and grunts could be heard in your tiny little apartment.

“Fuck. Te gusta ser follada así, ¿eh?“ Miguel grunted into your ear. “Chicas cachondas como tú amas ser follada por dos hombres eh?” You responded with nothing but a moan. “Respóndeme muñeca.” He said as his fangs grazed your now sensitive neck. “Y…yes I like being fucked by the two of you…” you breathed out.

“You’re torturing the poor girl, Miguel,” Peter chucked.

You felt something rise in your belly, you were getting close.

“M’ gonna cum…” you said with a whisper

“Hmm? What’s that darling” Peter asked

“M’ gonna…fuck…I’m…cu…” you didn’t get to finish speaking before you came gushing all over the both of them. Wetness dripping down your thighs and onto the bed.

The men both pause for a second

“Would y’a look at that…” Peter groaned “Never took you for a squirter,”

You were gone at that point, eyes rolled back, legs given up, and arms wrapped around Peter’s neck hanging on for dear life.

The men both looked at each other, then nodded. And soon enough they starting thrusting again, this time, much more synchronized.

“It’s no fun that only you get to have you release, now is it?” Peter whispered into your ear. “We’re not stopping until we fuck you full love, okay?”

And that is exactly what they did.

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miguelswifey04 · 9 months

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Hii can I request smthing for Noir? Like Noir's s/o teases him throughout the day going "I can take you" Then multiple orgasms later his s/o's like "S-Slow down!" Then Noir just goes "I thought you said you could take me?"

spider noir x gn! reader

cw: smut; no plot, suggestive but still 18+, nsfw—mentions of sex, slight teasing, slight dub-con, rough-fucking (ehh lol)

throughout the day, you had been teasing peter relentlessly, whispering those tantalizing words in his ear, driving him to the edge of desire. each time you uttered those four little words, "i can take you," it sent a shiver down peter’s spine, fuelling the inferno of passion within him.

he couldn't resist the challenge, the invitation you presented, and he found myself caught up in a whirlwind of desire, his body yearning to prove himself to you. but as the day progressed, your teasing intensified, pushing him further and further. finally, when he found yourselves alone, the anticipation crackling in the air, he wasted no time in taking you, ravishing your body with the hunger of a man possessed. the air was thick with the heat of our passion as he did everything in my power to fulfill your desires.

but it wasn't long before he could sense your limits being reached, the moans of pleasure slowly morphing into desperate pleas for mercy. your hips squirm beneath him, your voice trembling as you gasp for breath. “slow—slow down!" you manage to stammer, your voice filled with a mixture of longing and exhaustion. a smirk dances across his lips as he locked eyes with you, his gaze filled with a playful challenge. "i thought you said you could take me?" he replied, his voice dripping with satisfaction.

he shifted his movements, slowing the pace, but not relinquishing his hold over you. everyone stroke becomes deliberate, each thrust expertly calculated to bring you right to the edge without going over. the pleasure becomes a tantalizing tease, edging you closer and closer, but never allowing you to completely surrender to the release you so desperately crave. your body quivers beneath his, your lips parting in a mixture of pleasure and frustration. it’s a delicious torment, driving home the fact that your desires are perfectly matched.

“patience, my dear," he cooed into your ear, his voice husky with desire. "let me show you just how much i can take you." and with that, he continued the slow, deliberate dance of pleasure, pushing you to new heights as your bodies meld together in a symphony of desire and satisfaction.

a/n: good god 🤭😵‍💫🥴

tags 🏷️!! @alliwriteistrash @sabcandoit @kairiscorner @meeom @obi-mom-kenobi @emiemiemiii @astro1bloom

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narcissistshandler · 8 months

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Thinkin abt spider noir alot.. idk if you'd write for him but if you do (i think he was on your character list?)

ftm reader with noir.. i feel like he'd be so gentle and caring unless its like been a stressful night, then he'd use your body to take out his stress ♡ perhaps :)

𝗛𝗢𝗪 𝗧𝗢 𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗟 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗦𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦

✧ 𝖯𝖠𝖨𝖱𝖨𝖭𝖦 male reader x spider noir (peter parker)

✧ 𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖭𝖨𝖭𝖦𝖲 afab!reader, oral sex (reader receiving), fingering (reader receiving), folds/lips/pussy and such words used to describe/refer the reader's genitalia, pussy slapping (reader receiving), a bit of overstimulation at the end, a little bit of sub!reader but hinted at reader and noir being switches

✧ 𝖠/𝖭 I write to him don't worry ♡ sorry for the delay in the updates, the end of the year is always complicated for me and this has not yet been edited

Being with Noir meant among many things that he needed you. He had made the first move, shown interest in you and always treated you with a kindness and chivalry that sometimes you considered if you weren't having a dream - but when the kisses deepened, your breaths combined quickened and he asked you with his voice dripping desire 'if it was ok to go further', you know, no dream compared to reality.

He needed your company, your presence. You were the only one capable of making that rage that craved in his chest after a hard night, not devour him. It was okay, you liked these two different sides of him and it was great to be able to help him and have his complete and total trust, even when the consequences of being Noir's human stress ball were more physical than anything and most of the time, your night's sleep was completely wasted in favor of fulfilling your boyfriend's urges.

Marks were always left behind the next day, some so striking with the colors deepening or blood pooling on the surface that as if a valve had been turned, the causer of them all couldn't stop asking if you were all right and if he had hurt you. Bites so deep that the imprint of his teeth would be implanted in your skin for days on the inside of your thighs, extremely close to your sex, that always throbbed non-stop after how he touched you.

Apologies weren't necessary though, you always repeated it to him. You had liked it.

Even the way Noir opened the door gave him away. The heaviest steps. The heavy silence as he moved through the house, prowling around you again and again as if you were prey he was planning to pounce on.

Sitting on the couch in the living room, you waited, seeming to be watching the program that was playing on the television, even though your focus had already been diverted.

It took less time than usual, which said something about how Noir's night had gone. He dropped to his knees in front of you, blocking your line of vision, hat and mask discarded, but the rest of spider-man's costume kept and before you could feign irritation, he leaned in and kissed you. It was like he wanted to devour you, stop you from breathing and drown in you. There was no care or gentleness in the way he grabbed your hair and thrust his tongue into your mouth. He smelled of gunpowder and blood.

Foreplay was dropped, the usual patience with which he liked to take things and make it last, gone. You weren't complaining though.

The shorts and underwear you were wearing were pulled down your legs, the ripping sound of fabric seeming to ignite his hurried movements. The urgency with which he wanted you would never fail to turn you on, only you could get that kind of reaction from him.

Noir's slender fingers covered in black gloves grabbed your ankles, lifting your legs so that your feet were resting on the couch. Then his touch descended, fingers digging carelessly into your thighs as his thumbs pulled your folds open, exposing you completely with a methodicality that was almost cold, if not for the hunger in his eyes. Noir moved you like you were a rag doll, positioning you as he wanted.

The night air hit your warm, sensitive skin, still dry but already pulsing with anticipation.

The kiss was broken and you gasped for air, saliva running down your chin. Not a word was exchanged; the voices coming from the television dissolved into a background blur. He crouched down between your legs, eyes dark and heavy; hot breath reaching where you were most sensitive.

There was no teasing or slowing down. He ran his tongue between your folds, getting a taste, before burying himself between your thighs, sucking and licking you as if he needed you to survive.

The air caught in your chest and your legs twitched in his grip, moans and sighs starting to come out of your swollen lips from kisses.

Noir pulled back and before you could make any attempt to regain that stimulation, one of his hands left your leg and came down in a firm, painful slap against your sensitive clit.

Your entire body reacted to the pain, legs shooting together in a feeble attempt to stop the interested yet painful contracting of your stricken clitoris. Noir's control soon returned, spreading your legs apart once more and his tongue flicking against your clit, calming the pain that he himself caused — and that you allowed.

The pain is soon swallowed up by sweet pleasure. His eager mouth explored every inch of your wetness, tongue dancing along your sensitive folds, swirling around your throbbing clit, before sliding down and over the sensitive entrance, working its way inside, first superficially, just the wet tip venturing inside, then deeper, his nose slamming with such violence against your clit that it made your entire body shudder as he tried to press his tongue all the way inside you, licking your sensitive walls.

One of your hands shot into his disheveled hair and your hips rocked back against his mouth, pleasure burning through your veins with a burn that set your skin on fire, your heels digging into the couch for support, legs trembling beside his face.

Your body grew hot under Noir's ministrations, quickly getting wetter and wetter for him and you knew a wet spot would be left behind on the sofa beneath you. You opened your mouth, wanting to say something, anything to him, how good he was, how good he made you feel, that he would make you come soon; but only a breathy sigh sounded in the air joining the wet noise your pussy was making.

Rocking against his face, you dragged yourself against his tongue, which slid in a wet, messy line from your entrance to your clit. You could feel yourself leaking into his mouth and wetting his face, occasionally Noir's nose and chin dragging against your damp, sensitive skin.

Every suck, lick and sloppy kiss takes you higher and higher, pulse pounding in your ears, until you can practically taste the sweet release that hovers just in the back of your dry throat.

You come hard, the muscles in your legs clenching so hard it hurts, your free hand gripping the top of the sofa at your back. A loud moan left your mouth and your fingers tugged hard on Noir's hair, fighting the sensitivity as you continued to rock back against his tongue, extending the delicious orgasm.

Noir closed his full lips around your throbbing clit and sucked, a hint of teeth almost making you kick him if it weren't for his fingers digging into your thighs, preventing you from moving sharply as he drank every drop that came out of you.

You moaned in response, and tried to remind yourself that this was more about him than you — even if it was mostly about his mouth on you.

Just when the pleasure started to get painful, he pulled away and you allowed yourself to take a deep breath. Moisture wet the lower part of his face, Noir licked his lips, eyes fixed on your pulsing sex. One of his hands moved down the inside of your thighs and brushed one of your pussy lips away with his thumb, then reached in and spat.

The action was damn dirty. Your pussy throbbed in time with your stuttering heartbeat, and you both watched Noir's spit slide its way down between your folds, before it could spill out of you, two of his gloved fingers slid from your clit to your entrance, using his spit to ease penetration into your already wet and relaxed hole.

"We're not done yet." Noir finally spoke, his voice sounding low and husky, almost unfamiliar in your ears. As most times, he looked completely composed, even when he was kneeling on the living room floor, his hair disheveled, face wet with your fluids and the heavy black coat like a cape draped over his shoulders and crawling against the floor. One gloved hand digging into your left thigh as his dark eyes watched your hole open to accommodate the fingers of his other hand.

You gasp and whimper, toes curling into the fabric of the sofa as you feel the familiar, cold gloved fingers slip inside you, between your walls rippling with the aftershocks of pleasure. Your head falls back onto the sofa, limp hands finding each other clutching the fabric of the t-shirt you were still wearing, pleasure rippling through your head and overstimulation equal parts painful and blissful.

Subconsciously, your body wanted more and as much as you knew that night was far from over, the idea didn't displease you, you knew Noir needed it, he needed you and you needed him too.

"Yes," you agreed with a sigh, your tone full of erotic amusement. "Until you're tired, dear."

A shadow of a smile tugged at his lips, the first emotion other than irritation he'd shown since returning home. He kissed you, softly, totally contrary to how he pressed his fingers harder inside you, a third and fourth finger pressing against your entrance. Gunpowder, blood, musk and sweat hovering like a perfume around his shadowy figure.

"Do you want a toy? Want me to tie you up?" you questioned, panting against his lips. On nights like this, it wasn't just about Noir getting everything he could from you, it was also about needing you to take everything and then some more from him. "Or anything else? You can tell me."

Noir shook his head, the words still hard to get out. "Not now."

"Not now," you agreed and kissed him one more time, handing over complete control of the situation to him, for now at least.

#x male reader #across the spiderverse x reader #across the spiderverse x male reader #atsv x reader #atsv x male reader #atsv x you #spider noir x you #spider noir x reader #spider noir x y/n #spider noir x male reader #spider noir smut #atsv x y/n #atsv smut

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d-a-n-n-y-y · 10 months

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Still waiting for noir getting more fics

#spider noir x reader #spider noir smut #atsv #itsv #spidernoir x reader #spidernoir smut #fluff

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snzuu · 11 months

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yeah imma need more spider noir stuff he too underrated

#spider noir x reader #spider noir smut

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l13 · 10 months

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spiderverse twt links<33

WARNINGS : NSFW, 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI, f!reader, the links are literally p#rn, proceed at your own risk, there's also peter x miguel soo yknow

CHARACTERS: miguel o'hara, peter b parker, hobie brown, spider noir

miguel o'hara

♡ miguel fucking your pretty throat and holding your head till you're almost choking on his cock, his thighs shaking as he shoots his cum down your throat- knowing damn well you're gonna be a good girl and swallow for him, "Fucking choke on it, baby.." "S fucking good for me.. taught my pretty girl so well.."

♡ brain empty only miguel rubbing your pussy while he's snapping his hips up at you, snarling when he feels you clamping down on his cock, as you squirt messily, but oh he's not stopping yet "Thaaat's right.. That's. fucking. right," "Fucking cum for me now, baby"

♡ miguel playing with your pussy till you're clamping down on his fingers, gushing prettily as you cum, and he's barely holding himself from bending down and tasting your sweet cunt, his hard cock pulsing each time you tighten around his fingers, and he so badly wants to replace them with his cock, but he reminds himself to be patient 'cause he also just loves to see you fall apart like this:(

bonus miguel fingering you again (he's obsessed)

peter b parker

♡ peter + side fucking while you're facing himmm. he gets to have you pressed up against him, fucking into your pussy, and he gets to see your face? oh, yeah he's sold. gets SO fucking pussy drunk it's insane, "'h my God, baby- you're so fucking pretty- pussy's so pretty too. Doing so good for me, ah-" just can't seem to stop thrusting into you, coming in you over and over again

♡ peter thrusting his hips up to no use- literally humping the air as you kiss him, your hands running up and down his body, and he's whimpering, so so happy that you're even letting him cum that he doesn't even care that you're not touching his cock<33 "You're gonna make me come, baby... mmffuck yes, please-"

♡ peter humping the bed cause he misses you sooo much:( that's it that's the post

hobie brown

♡ hobie loves when you're on top of him, but that doesn't necessarily mean he lets you control the pace. he just loves pushing you down on his cock as he bucks his hips up, chasing your tight little pussy, as you mewl above him sweetly, "Cunt's suckin' me in, love, Christ-" "Greedy lil' thing, ain't ya?"

♡ gjdfkgjdkgj yeah yeah yup yeah. no yeah. YEAH. HOBIE jerking his cock while you're riding his face??? "Like that, lovie, mmf ride m'face harder-" his words are muffled against your drenched cunt, and he's slurping it all up greedily. 'nd then almost coming when you're riding him, thinking it's so unfair that you stopped- and he chooses to chase after you, start fucking you from behind, head tilted as he stares at where you're joined, slack jawed, squeezing and slapping your ass for good measure. "S rude, love, leavin' me like tha'. Not that rude now, are you, pretty?"

♡ very very very rare BUT when it happens it's absolute *chef's kiss*, pretty boy hobie thrusting his hips up to meet the pace of your hand, his pants and moans are so pathetic and it's so cute, and he's being so obedient for once:(( just sitting there taking what you give him- "FFuck yeah, love," "Ah just like that, you're s'good oh-"

spider noir

♡ shower sex with noir:(( where you're both just so infatuated with each other, stopping your kissing just for him to rub at your pussy before sliding his cock in, both of you letting out moans at the pleasure you're getting. he literally can't keep his hands off of you<33 "So God damn beautiful.. you're perfect, honey.." "I can't stop- Christ, you're tight,"

bonus :')

♡ mm he loves letting you take control once in a while, just absolutely losing himself when you tease him, showing him just what modern vibrators can do(LMFAO), he's moaning so sweetly for you as well, pretty boy just wanted a break:( "S-slow down a bit, Jesus christ- y're gonna kill me,"

♡ he loves to rub your pussy over your underwear so much, he's drooling at the sight, making sure to circle your clit as well, "Oh, honey... 's there something you want, hm?" "Look. at. that."

miguel x reader x peter

♡ um yeah.

miguel x peter

♡ ♡ ♡ i had to 🤭

#•ूᡣ𐭩 — visuals #•ूᡣ𐭩 — peter b #•ूᡣ𐭩 — hobie #•ूᡣ𐭩 — noir #•ूᡣ𐭩 — miguel #miguel o'hara x reader #peter b parker x reader #spider noir x reader #spidernoir x reader #hobie brown x reader #miguel ohara x reader #miguel ohara smut #miguel o'hara smut #peter b parker smut #spider noir smut #hobie brown smut #spiderpunk x reader

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stnexus · 10 months

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smile for me daddy!

18+, NSFW, Minors DNI

spider-man noir x slightly dom!reader

summary: peter lets you take the lead.

word count: 760+

edging, teasing, fem bodied reader, use of ‘daddy’, unprotected sex

peter parker always seemed on top of things. he is always on top of things. a level headed hero to his beloved universe — heroism seemed to seep from his pores. and that level of determination and leadership crossed over into his everyday life, leaving little room for rest and the ability to let go.

but with you, all thoughts of the outside washed away. his brain drifted into a land of bliss with each waking moment spent by your side. his only focus was being a gentleman at all times with you, something he had been taught to live up to his whole life.

which he always managed well. well except for in the bedroom. whether he was in the dominant or submissive position his words could become riddled with swears and absolute fucking filth.

Just like the situation at hand at this very moment.

“(Y/N), let me cum for fucks sake, you little fucking tease,”

see he had gotten himself into a comprising situation. letting you tie his arms to the bed, his legs moving randomly at times in order to touch you in some way, peter felt helpless. it had been hours spent like this — three hours to be exact, but it felt like a lifetime to him. your lips wrapped around his cock in the most enticing way.

“you know the rules,” you smiled sweetly, “i’ll let you cum when I feel like it.”

he looked like a beautiful mess. peter’s hair was a jostled, his circle framed glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose as sweat began to form. every time his moans veered off into whining you would pull away from him, a lewd pop sounding from your lips as you’d smirk. his orgasm being ripped away at every attempt. he wished he could wipe that smirk off your face, switch the roles for just a moment.

“(Y/N) i swear, when I get out of these ties- shiiit,” his threats were cut short by your lips wrapping around his cock once more. your hand stroking at whatever you couldn’t take. your free hand reached down to play at your aching clit through your underwear that clung to the wetness between your legs.

looking up at peter with watery eyes, you slightly groaned and rolled your eyes in feigned annoyance. he had began attempting to silence his whimpering by biting at his bottom lip, eyes never leaving your own almost in a way of silently pleading. but as the swollen mushroom head of his cock left your mouth for the nth time you swore you heard him let out a sob.

“come on daddy, you can take it,” you coo’d teasingly as you got on top of him. your legs on either side of his thighs. leaning your head down to place a kiss on his lips, you snaked your hand between the two of you and pulled your underwear aside.

Never breaking the kiss, you’re hand went down to grab at his cock. Simply stroking him for a few seconds — his tip grazing against your needy bundle of nerves a few times as you hovered over him. Until you lined him up with your entrance and began to lower yourself slowly.

his lips stuttered against your own as a series of whines fell from his mouth. no doubt from the sensitivity that comes with edging. his entrance was nothing to giggle about either, it seemed like your cunt dragged along every vein possible as he stretched you out and his tip nestled itself right against your most sensitive spot as you reached the hilt. even if you tried you wouldn’t have been able to hide the drawn out moan you let out as you pulled your lips away from his.

“fuuck, peter you feel so good,” it was your turn to let out an almost embarrassing whine as you left little to no time in between bouncing on his cock. but it sure didn’t seem embarrassing with the way he looked at you like you had just hung the moon and stars. the moans that left his lips were like a profoundly written love song.

“(Y/N)…baby I’m…” his words could barely leave his lips but you already understood. In his messy state you grabbed at his chin, your nails slightly digging into his skin as you tilted his head towards you.

the words that left your mouth soon after was like being freed from a curse.

“come on, show me that pretty smile when you cum for me daddy,” you coaxed as your cunt repeatedly took him in. in his fucked out stated he bared his teeth, glasses repositioning themselves on his face as they fogged slightly.

and just like that — you could feel his ropes of cum released into your warmth, peter’s eyes rolling as he let go. his face alone leading you into your own release. you swore you could see stars as you clung to him, your arms wrapped around him in a hug as he kissed anywhere he could reach. alternating between your neck and chest as you calmed down.

#✧ read along #spider man noir #spider noir #peter parker #atsv #spider noir x reader #spider noir x you #spider noir smut #peter parker smut #atsv spider noir #smut

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jk66m · 10 months

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝟑 𝐖'𝐬 & 𝟏 𝐇 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐨𝐢𝐫˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

(𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬)

𝐇𝐨𝐰 (𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐭?)

This man knows exactly what you need and how to give it to you. If your need comfort - vanilla sex with lots of praises, if you are extremely horny - some degradation and rough sex. He would not overdo it, so the concept is comfortable for you.

"Fuck. It's okay sweetheart, don't cry," He ushered.

Tears of pleasure streaked down the frames of your face as Peter thrusted into you — this time softer, with more care.

"You're doing so well, just a few more rounds and we can rest, hmm?"

𝐖𝐡𝐲 (𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧?)

There is nothing really specific that turns him on as everything about you is a possible factor for him to feel horny. However, if he were to choose, your eagerness for him is definitely a big one for him, especially if you plead or whine for him to fuck you this man just can't help himself). If you try to dress up for him (especially anything involving lace), expect this man's mouth to be dry and him to be stuttering.

"I-I," Peter recomposes himself, "You didn't tell me today is special."

You slowly step over to him, all the while swing your hips in your baby pink two-piece.

You had prepared for tonight to surprise him, and by the way his pants seem to have tightened, it worked.

His breathing became harsh as you came closer.

Peter's eyes glazed over the lace covering your body, and the curves below it — his orbs fiery in lust and passion.

"I know," you whispered, " wanted to surprise you.”

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

Although he prefers the bed as he believes that it is proper etiquette (and that you will have a better experience there), he can do it absolutely anywhere if he feels like it. However, he does not prefer public sex and does not like it when you are exposed in where you shouldn't be. If you really want to do it like that though, he will try for you.

"Peter," You gasped, "We are on a piano, we can't do it here."

"Why not?" He teased, "I don't see anybody around."

He bends down to your ears, "What? Afraid I am going to fuck you too hard it's going to break?"

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 (𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬?)

Noir enjoys positions that are somewhat intimate, so that if feels more like making love than pure fucking. His favorite is probably missionary as he could see your expressions up close. Contrastingly though, Noir can sometimes forget his traditional opinions on sex and just want to fuck you dirty. During those times, doggy style is his favorite.

"Fuck," Peter gasps.

He has you under him, legs up on the shoulder as he thrusted in you deep repeatedly — deep enough to cry for.

In a matter of seconds, this man had shifted his position so his hip is no longer behind yours and his demeanor has changed from downright dirty to adoring.

You are confused by this suddenly alter in his attitudes, but you made no thought of it as the rhythmic pleasure made it impossible to do so.

#spider noir x reader #spider noir x reader smut #spider noir x you #spider noir #spider noir x y/n #spider noir smut #spiderman noir #peter benjamin parker #spiderman noir smut #spiderman #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman noir x reader #spiderman noir x reader smut #spiderman noir x you #spiderman into the verse #spiderman into the spiderverse #spiderman across the spider verse spoilers #spiderman smut

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emmalandry · 7 months

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⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆

𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝟜 ~ 𝕊𝕖𝕩 ℙ𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕟

⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕝𝕖༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆

SpiderWoman!Reader who was infected by venom during a fight earlier this day. Miguel had sent her home sick as her face was burning up...When Hobie swung up to her apartment window it was safe to say he was surprised by the sight he saw.

His poor girl, hand between her legs as her fingers sheathed inside her. Slick and cum covered her thighs as she gushed around her fingers for what was probably the 5th or 6th time in the past hour.

"An' just wha' do you think you're doin' here luv?" His thick British accent slurs the words out as his eyes are fixated on her dripping heat. "Hobie it hurts, an-and it won't go away." She practically whimpered the words as she removed her fingers from her core.

"Awe, You need some help sweetness?" her head began to rapidly nod as he nonchalantly walked to her and spread her thighs apart. His large body flopped down in between her legs as began to lick and suck at the juices pouring out of her. His large fingers came up to draw lazy circles across her throbbing clit.

He continued to lap at her core, her legs wrapping around his head as she began to clench around his tongue. "Cum for me luv', it's alrigh'" his voice is muffled but the words sound so sweet. Your juices squirt all over his face as you come down from your high.

⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆*⋆⸜ ⚘ ⸝⋆ .* ⚘ ⋆

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gyutaros-cumdump · 5 months

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you thought i was feelin you? [spider noir brainrot :3]

y’all i’ve been obsessed with spider noir for a hot minute he’s so fine.

CW: some grammar errors, ngl this is a test for how i wanna write him in the future, ftm reader :3, headcanons for coin slots and slingers, use of the words ‘cunt’ ‘goodies’ and ‘t-dick’, fingering (reader receiving), oral (both parties receiving), using ‘hear me out’ way too much ☠️, soft dom noir, spiderMUNCH noir :3, !! NOT PROOFREAD !!

☆ - ftm reader

FEM ALLIGNED DNI

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okay i need y’all to hear me OUTTTTT i think he eats pussy and sucks dick like a god.

like he def gets off to hearing you whine out broken phrases of “wait-! s’too much, slow down~!”

you’d probably have to physically PRY him away from your goodies he’s just so EURHRHRHRH 🤭🤭😽😽😽😽

don’t even bother trying to move your hips away from him. he’ll grip your hips and pull you flush against his face just to hear you whine and cry

hear me out rq

☆ after a good amount of time of being on testosterone, bottom growth was a side effect.

☆ he’d eat you out and pays special attention to your clit because he knows your sooo sensitive.

☆ he’ll even bob his head a lil bit while sucking on your t-dick <3

☆ stuffs his face in your cunt and eats you out like a starved man at the last supper LORDDD

☆ fingering you while y’all make out ^_^

☆ loves love love love LOVESS the feeling of your cunt around his fingers while his index and ring finger brush against your g-spot and you’re moaning into his mouth.

☆ circles your clit while you make out, maybe slapping it a few times if he’s feeling a lil bit silly

don’t even get me started on sucking dick.

he looks so pretty with your cock in his mouth, looking up at you to see your head thrown back and your brows furrowed

circling his thumb around ur head and playing w the slit as he makes out with you just to hear you moan into his mouth <3

pumps your shaft with his gloves on while he swirls his tongue around the tip.

kisses the tip just to tease you. and fuck he looks pretty doing it

loses it if you push his head down or grab his hair and shove your dick farther down his throat.

doesn’t pull away until your crying and you’ve came at LEAST twice

on the topic of receiving, he has a sensitive spot *righttt* under the tip that makes his thighs jump and makes him whimper and WHINE.

mutters out broken apologies if he accidentally get a bit too rough (shoving his dick down your throat too rough or accidental face fucking)

puts a hand behind your head and pushes your head down if he’s really into it

whimpers when he gets close, his thighs twitch and his head is thrown back, his cheeks are flushed and he’s very *very* vocal.

LOVESS missionary, prefers it because it’s ‘lovemaking’ and not ‘fucking’

def says ‘i love you’ during missionary

sappy sex, send tweet

missionary while holding your hands, lips locked in the sloppiest way, bullying his cock into you with the intent of breeding you.

if he’s really into it he’ll fold you into a mating press or hold your knees to your chest while he spears his dick inside you

he doesn’t care if you’re on the pill or if you straight up can’t get pregnant, he’ll fill you anyway

he’ll probably try cowgirl if he’s feeling adventurous

grips your hips and bounces you on his dick

it’s not ‘fucking’, he’s ‘making love’

doesn’t like cumming on your face

he’s old fashioned, he thinks it’s weird

“why waste it?”

however he will pull out and cum on your stomach because he lovess how pretty it looks

BODY. WORSHIP.

puts your pleasure WAYYY over his

if you’re not crying from overstimulation or twitching, he’s not satisfied ‼️‼️

gets pussydrunk easily

overstimulates himself on accident and you because he just can’t get enough of how pretty you sound

top tier aftercare

goes the extra mile: cooks you dinner, runs you a bath, gives you a massage, cuddles

shit, he’ll even wash your hair for you.

cuddling after your bath and dinner. your head on his chest while he strokes your hair or caresses your face, kissing your head, telling you how good you did, and how much he loves you

he’s a good cook, he’ll even make you breakfast in the morning

marry him.

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i urgently need to eat his ass i’ve been obsessed w him since the first movie came out ^_^

#bugaboo brainrot #spider noir #spider noir smut #spider noir x reader #spider noir x you #male reader #ftm reader #atsv smut #itsv x reader #itsv noir #spiderman noir

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spider999sposts · 10 months

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Purple—Spidernoir

♟synopsis: you didn't know he'd like lingerie that much.

♟tags: fem!reader× Spidernoir

♟genre: smut

♟author's note: this will be an ongoing series with other characters :) Miguel is next!

"Honey, I am home."

The dimmed lights and the sweet smell in the apartment you and Noir shared was a pleasant thing to come home to after a long day of fighting spies and stopping crimes.

He took off his hat and mask, putting them on a nearby counter. "Sweetness, are you there?" He opened the door to your shared bedroom, and pushed it open.

The sight infront of him made his cheeks darken. You were sitting on the bed, wearing nothing but a flimsy, silk baby-doll dress and one of his hats. You were reading something on the device he recently learned was called a 'portable telephone'. You looked up at him innocently, putting the device aside.

"Oh, hey!" You jumped off the bed, and walked over to him. Noir's body felt hotter by the second, and it wasn't because of his coat. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders, and you placed a kiss on his cheek. "Welcome home, handsome." He put his gloved hand on your exposed waist, his words seemed to have left him. His eyes were wandering around you like a deer in headlights. "What is it, Noir?" You tilt your head, like you have no idea what you're doing to him.

"Honey, what are you wearing.." He mumbled, taking his hat off your head. "Ah, do you like it?" You moved away from his grasp and he pouted a bit. In times like these all he wanted was to have your body near him, naked, preferably. "It's more from your time, isn't it? You didn't have the usual ones that I wear." You twirled for him. His eyes darted from the way the silk fabric tugged at your rear, to the thin straps that were falling off your shoulder. "I found this while I was shopping the other day, and I thought you'd like it. I even got it in your favourite colour."

Noir raised his brows at you, a bit confused on what that meant.

"Purple?"

"Purple."

You moved over to him again, putting both your hands on his chest. "So, do you like it?"

"How..how could I not like it.." He snaked his arms around your waist, pulling you into him. "It's gorgeous on you. I'm sure purple suits you..just like everything else does." At times like this, he wished he could see colour. "But I have a suggestion if you don't mind, sweetness."

"What is it?" Your arms were still on his chest, fiddling with the hem of his suit. His gloved hands moved from your waist, to your arms. His fingers intertwined with the strap on your right shoulder, as he pulled it down gently, as not to tear it—even though that seemed like the most appealing thing for him to do.

"I think you should take it off, or..rather.." His hands moved again, under your legs and on the small of your back. You laughed, letting him lead you back to the bed. "Let me help you take it off. It's only appropriate."

"By all means."

You pushed his coat off his shoulders, while he pushed the straps further down your skin, till your breasts were exposed. Noir took off one of his gloves off, and then placed his bare hand on your tender chest, squeezing ever so gently. You gasped, arching your back, your knee accidently grinding against his groin. Noir let out a guttural groan, one hand on your chest, the other fiddling with his suit as he struggled to take it off. After a few minutes of struggle, the fabric on his body was long discarded on the ground. Your hands roamed his chest, till they reached his cheeks.

"Come here.." He did as you asked him too, leaning down a little to let you kiss him. Your lips felt tender and soft against his, and your touch ignited him. Your knee was still grinding against his crotch, and he didn't know how much longer he could take. Just seeing you in that baby-doll dress drove him over the edge.

"Let me take care of you, Noir.." He was a bit surprised when you moved. You switched places, with you on top, straddling his lap. He could feel your heat directly on top of where he needed you to be. "But honey—"

"You must be tired, let me do it? Just this once?"

'Who could say no to those eyes?' He thought.

"Okay."

To be fair, he loved the sight infront of him, slightly messy hair and your dress only covering your thighs. You leaned over him and started kissing all over his neck and chest, all while grinding yourself over him. He groaned again, his palms sneaking under your dress, his thumbs moving against your thigh.

Your kisses went down further and further, till Noir couldn't take it. "Come on, sweetheart, you're killing me." He sat up, putting both his hands on your ass. "Fine, fine, I just wanted to tease you a little." You kissed him again, then setting your forehead against his.

Noir felt himself slip inside you queit smoothly, and the both of you let out a loud moan. "Gosh, darn, you're really warm.." He breathed out, as you stayed still for a moment. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and buried your face into his neck. Once you both adjusted to this position, Noir thrusted up.

"Ah—" Your nails dug into his shoulders, and you buried your head deeper against his skin. "Don't hide your face, I want to see you." His words made butterflies flutter in your stomach, and you moved a little. He was still thrusting up, his hand on your cheek. Your eyes met his grey ones, and then you shook his head. "Mm, Stop..I'll do it." You jumped up, then moved down, instead of him doing all the work.

Noir fell back on the bed, putting a hand over his eyes, peeking a little at you. Your sight on top of him drove him mad. Sweat beads running down your forehead, your face contorting with pleasure, your hair a mess. "Mm, Peter.."

"I'm close too, sweetheart.."

Your pace was fast, and it was getting sloppier and sloppier by the second. "Ah—" Your hands almost gave out on you, but Noir sat up, holding you close while you reached your high. Your body was trembling at the intensity, and he thrusted up a few times, before he let his load inside of you. You both wrapped your arms around each other for a moment, your bodies a little sticky and your chests heaving.

"Mm, good?" You whispered.

"Marvelous. If I were you, I'd wear that all the time around the house."

"If it'll get like it did everytime, then I'll gladly wear it."

"Good."

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A Secret

: Set in 1933. You are born into a wealthy family who is very protective and rich. You have very little freedom to roam around alone ever since childhood, now you’re a fed up adult craving for freedom. One day you decided to escape and to your luck, you succeeded! But now you had no where to go (well that’s what you thought) but to your luck (again) you met a man named Peter Parker, a famous tailor in the city. He offered to let you work for him for some until you were stable enough, even generous enough let you stay in the little apartment on the second floor of his shop. Little by little you start to fall for him, but unbeknownst to you, he has a little secret he’s been hiding…

cw : tailor!spider noir, wealthy(a lil spoiled)!reader, runaway!reader, peter is a big tease, sorta innocent!reader, lots of sexual tension, fluff, almost arranged marriage.

This is set in 1933 so some of the topics and values I made to be exactly how it was back then

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It is the year 1933. You, are born into a rich and protective family, being an only child. You grew to be rebellious, constantly defying your parents wishes. Even now as you’re an adult in your 20s, your parents refuse to let you go, “You’re not even wed yet and you’re asking to leave? And do what?” Your father would always tell you. Trying to escape wasn’t easy either, or seemed that your mother built some sort of sixth sense that knew every time you’d try to escape. The first time you tried was simply embarrassing. Your family was hosting a party, in hopes to try to arranged you in a marriage with some other guy born into wealth. You thought it’d be simple, “All I have to do is hop over the wall in the back, how hard can that be?” It was very hard. You still had on a big poofy dress your mother forced you to wear that morning, “Ugh, it’s like her mind is stuck in the 1600s!” You grunted as you tried to climb over the wall. “I can’t wait to wear whatever I want when I leave—AH!”

THUD.

Whoops, y’a fall. But hey, you made it to the other side(ehh…) your parents were right in front of you, as if they knew you’d be there. They scolded you right in front of everybody. You’d never felt so embarrassed. “Yeah I told myself I’d never try to escape after that haha,” you let out an awkward laugh, “really? You sure don’t keep your promises, considering that you’re now here” “hmph!” Anyways! Yeah you told yourself you’d never try to escape ever again. Well…until your father lost it and tried to sell you off. “An..arranged…marriage?!” You shrieked just by the mere thought of those words, “Calm down hon!” Your father tried to stop you from making a scene. You were angry for two things: One: you’ve practically been begging to go and live and be on your own and they’ve always told you no and NOW they’re trying to basically sell you off to some rando! Two: it hasn’t even been a month since that embarrassing incident at the party. Oh my goodness! it was probably still fresh in everyone’s mind. You couldn’t leave yet at least not NOW!

You made sure to make the biggest scene of your life. You wanted everyone to feel your rage(they locked you in your room) “Now that I think about it, it actually wasn’t that bad I don’t know why I threw such a tantrum” “uh huh…” “what?” “Nothing, do keep talking” “Okay! Wait where did I leave off? Oh yeah!” Basically, you were devastated. You didn’t know why your dad would just betray you like that, just when you started to get comfortable with the thought of staying at home being a spoiled, unemployed princess for the rest of your life. “I can’t just let them sell me off, I have to escape!” And escape you did! We won’t talk about how you did it though, you’d rather bury that memory forever! “And that’s how I got here!” you exclaimed, “what a peculiar life you lived...” Peter chuckled, “I know! Ugh it was horrible!” “It’s a good thing I found you then,” Thankfully he did, you wouldn’t know what to do if Peter wasn’t around. Here’s how it happened…

You were walking on the city streets with soiled clothes, it was pretty hard to believe you were born into wealth with the way you were looking. “Ugh, does anybody not have any manners nowadays?” You thought to yourself, “what kind of men don’t help out a lady in obvious distress!” You were genuinely about to go crazy, you were so different from everyone, from the way you dressed all the way down to your makeup style. “So this is what it’s actually like outside…no poofy dresses or dramatic hair?” You sighed, maybe it was finally time to go home. “Are you alright?” A voice behind you asked, you turned around to see a rather dashing man, “Ye…actually no. I’m actually quite lost and I’m afraid I have nowhere to go,” angry tears almost fell from your eyes, you’ve never been so frustrated, “it’s no good for a young lady to wander around the streets this late at night, I have a shop not to far from here, you can clean up there” “YESPLEASE!” You quickly replied, you then linked you arm with his, “PLEASELEADTHEWAY!” You were so happy your words were all slurred together from talking so quick. “Alright then…”

It’s been three whole days since then. “Arms up and turn around for me so I can measure your waist,” he turned out to be a tailor, a very famous one at that. “Okay,” you replied. He was so nice to you, even offered you a job to help him with his works and in turn you can stay in his apartment on the second floor. “Is it alright if I take your hip measurements? I’m going to have to if you want a fitted dress.” “Oh…okay,” you felt tense as he got down on his knees in front of you wrapping his measuring tape around your hip and tightening it to get your measurements. For some reason your knees felt weak, his was just so close to your inner thighs and you just couldn’t help it. You wanted him closer, you wanted—“alright, I’m done,” he stood up to put his measuring tape back. “The shop’s about to open, I say you just hang around to see how things work before I give you any tasks,” “okay… I’ll uh be right down” “mm,” he replied before waving goodbye and closing the apartment door.

click.

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Two whole months after that day…

You were getting the hang of things now. You were running the shop with Peter, helping people try on clothes, accessories and what not. Occasionally, you’d feel a glare in your direction every time you were helping a male customer put on his clothes a bit too enthusiastically, but never dare look back to see who was giving you such looks. Everything was great! Well, almost. You parents had police searching high and low for you. You got yourself a little makeover and ditched those old fashioned clothes your mom would force you to wear, so you weren’t as noticeable. You weren’t ready to go back just yet, “I’ll give it another month,” you told yourself. As for Peter, boy did your feelings grow and fast! You wondered if you were just feeling this way because he technically provided you the freedom you have now. There were these occasional moments with you and him that you just couldn’t stop thinking about, like how he’d make you try on fitted custom made clothes that hugged your curves perfectly and have you basically put on a show for him.

Or how he’d assist you with cooking with his chest pressed onto your back, and his crotch pressed onto your ass, you didn’t stop him though, in fact you liked it, turns out you weren’t THAT innocent after all. Peter couldn’t lie that he didn’t feel the same about you. He’s been fond of you ever since you met, constantly finding ways to be near you and be as close as possible, he’d find himself taking your measurements regularly lying and saying that he keeps forgetting because he had to take the measurements of many people a day. He loved how you’d never question him when it was mostly the measurements of your more intimate areas that he just kept forgetting. He couldn’t quite place his finger in where this sudden affection for you came from but he wasn’t fighting it either. He wanted more of you.

one random night.

“I’m thinking of staring a lingerie collection, could you be the one to model some of my first pieces?” he questioned, “oh! Err sure!” What a sweet girl you were never saying no to anything he proposed. He gave you 15 pieces of clothes you went in your room to change. “Wow these sure are…intimate” you breathed out, you were a bit shy to try them on but you sucked it up and modelled all of the 15 pieces for him, he was so kind to you at the start, you just had to repay him in every possible way, which, to you, meant doing everything he asked of you. “The sides are too high up,” he pointed at you “huh?” “Come here,” he demanded. Confused, you follow his orders and walked up to him. “The sides are too high,” his hands rested on both sides of your hip slowing gliding them down to pull the sides of your panties down lower. Unable to stop yourself in time, you let a small moan.

“You seem to be enjoying yourself darling,”he looked up at you to meet your gaze full of desire, “should I keep going, love?” the look he gave you was dangerous, you’ve never wanted a man so bad. If only he were the man your parents wanted to sell you too, you’d marry him in a heartbeat. Marry…marry…, “marriage! Can’t! till marriage!” it's like you could hear your dad yelling at you. As much as you wanted him, you grew up with the idea of no sex before marriage and even though you were away from them the values you learned you still kept close to your heart.

knock

“I’ll go get that,” Peter sighed as he hurried towards the door and closed it behind him to talk to the figure outside.

“What is she doing in your house and why haven’t you gotten rid of her, Peter?”

#spider noir fanfic #spider noir x y/n #spider noir x you #spider noir x reader #spider noir x black reader #spider noir smut #spider noir #across the spiderverse smut #across the spiderverse imagine #lol why is this so long #look like I’m making another series

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