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Jealous

Pierto maximoff x reader | smut |

Pierto gets jealous while shopping

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You and pietro had the day off, so you both went to the mall to hang out, going to various shops and looking at what they had to offer.

"Y/N?" A voice called, pulling you from your thoughts. "No way! Ethan?" You replied, looking at the person. "It's been so long!" He squealed, pulling you into a hug.

"I know, the last time we met up was after our high school graduation! It's so good to see you!" You exclaimed, pulling away from the embrace. "This is my friend pietro, from work." You said, motioning towards the man, who had just been awkwardly standing there.

Ethan winked at him, before turning to look at you. "Damn babe! You look gorgeous!" He exclaimed. "Not as gorgeous as you, hon." You replied, giving him a smile.

"Listen, I gotta go. I'll see you later!" Ethan said, as you gave him one last hug. "We'll keep in touch?" You asked before he left. "Definitely." He replied.

For the rest of your shopping trip, you noticed pietro seemed to be in a mood. Not a good mood either. " Piet, what's wrong?" You asked him when the both of you got back to the tower, sitting down the bags of things you had gotten.

"Nothing." He grumbled, running his hand through his hair. You frowned and chewed your lip, looking into his blue eyes. "Doesn't seem like nothing." You replied, as he started to walk away.

"It's nothing. I promise." He said, walking faster. You used your super speed, much like Pietro's, to keep up with him. "pietro! What the hell is wrong with you?" You exclaimed, grabbing for his arm as he tried to walk away.

"I didn't like how that guy was looking at you earlier! Are you fucking happy?" He snapped, walking into his room, trying to get away.

"Are you jealous pietro?" You asked, following him. "I am not jealous. I just didn't like how he was talking to you and looking at you." He said, defending himself with an annoyed tone lacing his voice.

"I think you are." You teased, grinning at him, causing him to huff in annoyance. "It's okay. I'm not interested in him. I'm interested in someone else though." You cooed, smirking at the flustered super soldier.

"Who?" He asked, cocking a brow. "Well, he's strong and handsome. He is an amazing cook, even though he refuses to admit it. He has amazing silver hair and a pretty awesome super speed. I could keep going." You said, before pietro pressed a hard kiss to your lips.7

He pulled away, shocked at his boldness. "I-I am so sorry." He said, before you kissed him back, practically crawling into his lap. You let out a quiet moan as he slipped his tongue into your mouth.

"pietro. I. Need. You." You said between kisses, grinding your hips into his clothed erection. "I think you Need to be punished for earlier, princeza." He growled into your ear, practically ripping your shirt and jeans off.

"Lay on my lap, ass up. Don't make me repeat myself." He said, asserting his dominance. You complied, a growing heat pooled in your core at the tone of his voice. pietro slid your thong down, exposing your dripping cunt to him.

"Fuck princeza. All wet for me." He groaned, tracing your dripping folds with the tip of his strong finger. You began squirming in his lap, trying to gain some sort of friction from his jean clad thighs. "Stop squirming, princeza." He said, holding your hips still.

"Sorry." You said, looking back up to him with a lust filled gaze. "Did I say you could speak?" He said, as he smacked your ass. You cried out, shaking your head. "Good." He cooed, before continuously slapping your ass, covering it with dark bruises.

20 slaps later, and your ass burned and ached. pietro gently rubbed his strong hand over it, adding a cooling sensation to the stinging. "Suck my cock princeza." He ordered in a deep voice, gently unclipping your bra, leaving you completely exposed to him.

"Yes Sir." You said as Pietro laid down on the bed in only his boxers. You looked up to him for permission, before peeling them off. His cock was painfully erect. The tip was red and soaked with precum. You teased the tip, kitten licking it, before hollowing your cheeks and taking it all the way down.

Pietro groaned as you began bobbing your head. "Just like that!" He moaned, grabbing your hair in a ponytail, before fucking your face.

"Просто так! сосать мой член, как ты хорошая шлюха!." (Just like that! Sucking my cock like the good slut you are!) He groaned, choking you with his cock.

You moaned as you continued to suck and lick on his cock, helping him closer to his orgasm. "Gonna cum in your pretty mouth, princeza." He moaned, bucking harder in your face, which was dripping with mascara. You looked absolutely fucked, and Pietro liked that.

Pietro let out a loud keening moan as he came inside your mouth, filling it with his large load. "Fuck!" He groaned, chuckling slightly. "That good, dragă?" He asked, removing his cock from your mouth. "Yes Sir." You said, standing up and laying on the bed.

"Fuck dragă. You're so wet." He groaned, teasing your pussy with his finger again. "Please Sir!" You groaned, bucking gently against them. "You want to feel good?" He asked, stroking your hair. "Please." You whimpered back.

"I don't think you deserve it, for the stunt you pulled earlier. Maybe I should leave you like this, aching for my cock." He said teasingly.

"Please Sir! Please make me feel good." You begged, your gaze never leaving his. "I guess." He said, pressing the tip of his cock against your entrance. "I am going to fuck you over and over until you are begging me to stop." He said, teasingly rubbing his tip against your clit.

"Yes! Sir please!" You said, grinding against him. He grinned and pushed into you, snapping his hips against your own. The only things that could be heard were the sounds of loud pants and moans, and those of skin slapping against skin.

"Fuck Doll! So tight and wet for me." He groaned, hitting your G spot almost instantaneously. "pietro! You make me feel so good!" You cried out as he continued to thrust. "You like that? You like it when I fuck your pussy like that? Does it make you feel good?" He spoke into your ear, groaning as you clenched onto his throbbing cock.

"Gonna cum! Sir! Let me cum!" You cried out, bucking against his long and hard thrusts. pietro brought one of his hands down to your clit, stroking it quickly in a way that made your head spin.

"Cum for me Doll. I'll follow after you." He groaned, continuously rubbing your clit. You cried out and arched your back as you came, pietro following afterwards as he had said. You felt worn out already, but you knew that he was not done.

"Come on Doll. I don't think I'm done with you yet. Need to make you cum over and over again, filling you to the brim with my own cum." He said, putting you on all fours before thrusting hard into you again.

"Wanna make you squirt dragă. Feel you drip on my cock." He groaned in your ear, hitting your G spot again in a way that made you dizzy. It didn't take long for you to feel that bubbling sensation in your lower belly, but it felt different this time. "pietro! Sir!" You moaned, clenching onto his cock. He took his strong hand down to your clit, before rubbing it again.

"I’m gonna cum” you squealed. "Just let go." He groaned, bucking harder. "Ohhh!" You cried out as you came again, squirting all over his cock and on the sheets.

"Come on, do it again doll." He groaned as he thrusted even harder, rubbing your clit. You cried out as you squirted again, soaking your thighs, his cock, and the bed sheets.

"Fuck princeza." pietro said, helping you up to the bathroom where you would clean up. The both of you took a shower and cleaned yourself, before walking out and changing the sheets.

When the both of you laid down, you wrapped your arms around his, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. "Hey Piet?" You asked him, running your hands through his hair.

"Hmm?"

"Ethan, the guy from earlier, he's gay." You giggled, turning to an embarrassed pietro. He groaned in annoyance before he pulled you close to him, falling into a deep sleep.

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Pietro calls you mommy during sex

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Pietro was gorgeous, propping himself up above you on his forearms, rutting into you, hitting a spot deep inside of you that you didn’t even know existed until you had met Pietro.

“Piet!” His name left your mouth in a moan as you locked your ankles together on the small of the man’s back, your hands reaching up to scratch your fingernails up and down his shoulder blades. “Feels so good, Piet, making me feel so good.”

The praise spurred the silver haired man on, encouraging him to speed up his thrusts, the head of his cock brushing a sensitive spot inside of you making you jolt in his grasp, moving your hands to paw at his rippling biceps.

The pleasure began to build in the pit of your stomach, the combined sensations of your body rubbing up against the sheets with each thrust and Pietro pressing further and further into you as you leaned upwards to slot your lips against his, drinking him in like ambrosia.

An idea hit you and in an instant, you had flipped the two of you. Pietro’s body lying against the red sheets, his angry red shoulders melding uncomfortably with the admittedly soft fabric of the sheets. 

You smiled down at him, huffing and puffing trying to catch his breath, his cock still buried deep inside of your warm, slick cunt which was pulsing around his length. Teasing him, hinting at the vice-like grip he knew you were capable of.

“Hi pretty boy,” You murmured, running your hands up and down his chest, pausing at his nipples to tweak them, watching as his face contorted in pleasure and his mouth taking on the shape of an “O” at the subtle stimulation.

His large, calloused hands found your hips, hinting to you that he wanted you to move, but you weren’t going to let him off that easily.

“What, Piet? Tell me what you want.” Your demand was stern but kind as you brushed the hair out of his face, allowing you to get a better look at his flushed, beautiful face. 

“Want you to ride me,” He whined, bucking his hips up into yours.

“Come on baby, ask nicely.”

Huffing, he let his hands give your hips one final squeeze, “Ride me please darling, want you to bounce up and down on my cock please, need you, pretty please.”

“Now that’s a good boy,” You extolled, his begging triggering you to shiver as pleasure raced through your veins. Bracing yourself by planting your hands on his waist before lifting yourself off of his member so that just the tip of his prick remained inside of you. The sensitive head, red and leaking inside of your walls.

“Can you help me Piet? Can you help me ride you?” 

His response came in the form of a muffled groan and the nodding of his head as his hands found their way to your bum, using his hold on your supple flesh to assist you in your efforts. 

Breathy moans escaping your lips mingled with the grunts and mutterings of Pietro from beneath you. Through the combination of the noises, and your concentration on the waves of euphoria rolling through you as the new position allowed for a different angle allowing pierto to press up against your g-spot with every single thrust, you almost didn’t hear the distinct words leaving his mouth.

Almost.

“What was that baby?” 

He didn’t respond, instead turning his head, trying to nuzzle into the sheets to hide his blushing face from you.

“Nu uh,” You scolded, turning his head to face you, squishing his cheeks together in your grip, using the pad of your thumb to rub the saliva leaking out of his lips all over the pretty pink cushions. “Answer me baby, what did you say?”

After a beat he still hadn’t responded, resulting in you tightening your hold on him, “Say it Pietro, what did you say?”

After a moment of intense eye contact before Pietro realizes you’re not going to relent and gulps before confessing, “You make me feel so good Mommy.”

Oh holy fuck.

“Say it again,” You commanded, picking up your speed, “Wanna hear you.”

“M-Mommy.”

The moan that left your mouth rang through your apartment as your clit rubbed against his pubic bone sending truly delicious waves of ecstasy through your core and throughout the rest of your body, leaving your limbs feeling like someone has set them on fire. “Such a good boy for me, Mommy’s good boy.”

“Wanna be your good boy Mommy,” He whimpered, thrusting his hips upwards once again to be deeper inside of you.

“You are baby,” You soothed, leaning down to smooth a kiss along his cupid’s bow. Even though 5 minutes ago you could’ve sworn you were ready to go another half an hour before your orgasm hit you, but Pietro calling you mommy had spurred you on beyond belief. “Gonna make Mommy cum pretty boy, gonna make her make a mess all over your cock. You want that baby?”

He nodded his head vigorously, gritting his teeth together as he threw his head back into the mattress, arching his back in order to be as deep inside of you as possible. “Wanna hear you baby, tell me what you want.”

“Wanna make you cum Mommy, want you to make a mess on my cock. Please Mommy, let me make you cum.”

A dry laugh left your lips at his desperation, he was so pretty begging for you, for your body. And to top it all off he wasn’t even begging to cum himself, he was perfectly content with getting you off. 

“You’re gonna make me cum Piet! Doing such a good job at making me feel good, you’re such a good boy.”

He whined at the praise, it spurring him on as he bucked into you again, the tip of his cock brushing your cervix.

“Oh fuck baby, I’m gonna cum!” You screamed as you tipped over the edge of pleasure, wrapping around you and squeezing you similar to how you assumed you were squeezing around Pietro’ length. 

Black ebbed at your vision as you rode out your orgasm, somehow finding the strength within yourself to continue to ride the man beneath you. You could hear the blood rushing in your ears but the sound began to quiet as you came back. Quickly noticing Piet beneath you, panting heavily, his eyes glued to your face.

“Did you cum darling?” You managed out through deep inhales.

“No Mommy,” He gritted out, his thighs trembling in the effort not to cum, not without your permission, to continue to be your good boy.

“Why not baby?”

“Because you didn’t say I could Mommy,” He whimpered, his hands balling the sheets up in his fists.

“No, I didn’t, such a good boy for waiting.” As the praise rolled off your lips a ginormous grin overtook his face. “Do you wanna cum now baby?”

“Yes Mommy,” He nodded desperately, his eyes shining at the mere prospect of getting his release.

“Alright baby then cum, go ahead and cum inside me.” You encouraged, resuming your movements up and down his cock, loving the friction of his cock slipping in and out of your sensitive cunt. 

Pietro was always vocal when he came, and this was no exception. “Gonna cum Mommy, gonna cum.”

“Do it baby, cum inside of me.” You ran your delicate fingers through his hair again, smiling as you felt him release his load into you, painting your walls in his release. You stayed fully sheathed on top of him, waiting for him to come back to you, which you assisted him in doing by unclenching one of his hands from the sheets, interlocking his fingers with yours. 

“Hey baby,” You crooned, as he blinked his eyes open. “Did such a good job for me, yeah?”

“Was I your good boy Mommy?”

“Always,” You punctuated your affirmation with a delicate kiss to his nose, “Loved you calling me Mommy,” Your kisses trailed down his face to his jaw line where you began sucking hues of purple and blue into his flesh before dragging your teeth over them, delighting in the way he winced and shivered. 

“Really?” He asked, sounding nervous, “It wasn’t weird or anything?”

“Of course not baby,” You leaned back a little bit to take in the entirety of his appearance, black tresses tangled and splayed out against the bed, face flushed as he panted, marks beginning to take shape on his jaw and neck. “Gotta clean you up now baby,” You said, easing yourself off of him.

But Pietro wasn’t having it as he pulled you back down on top of him so that your naked chests were pressed together. “No,” His voice was muffled as he buried his face in your hair, “Wanna stay right here.”

“Okay then baby,” You giggled, nuzzling deeper into his chest.

“I love you (Y/N).”

“I love you too Piet.”