So, this is based off the work of free man writer's crossover, Along Came A Spider (which I would heavily recommend reading) posted with his blessing. His chosen pairing in that story was Peter Parker and Miranda Lawson, and while they haven't really become a couple by the time of this story's posting, I figured that a scene like this was probably inevitable.
Oh, and an important note: like Along Came A Spider, Peter is in his late twenties by the time this scene takes place. Also, this does not take place in my story multiverse whatsoever.
Disclaimer: I do not own Mass Effect, Spider-Man or the story this work is based on.
Peter Parker stood in Miranda Lawson's office as his arms held the occupant in question close to him, their lips hungrily pressed together and wanting more. When she had asked him to meet her here, this hadn't been quite what he had been expecting, though he certainly wasn't complaining.
Abruptly, she pulled away, with Peter's question of whether he had done something wrong dying when he saw the seductive smirk on her lips. Stripping off her jumpsuit, Miranda doffed her clothes before Peter's surprised eyes. Soon she was clad in nothing but a black lace bra and panties.
"Miranda..." Peter's mouth suddenly felt very dry and his trousers became uncomfortably tight. "Are you- are you sure?"
"Trust me." She said, running her hand down his chest. "I want this, Peter."
He honestly couldn't think of anything to say, so instead he followed what his instincts were saying and kissed her. This kiss was much like their very first one: soft and filled with emotion that neither could truly explain or deny. Her lips were incredibly soft yet unyielding as she kissed him, her hands moving down to the hem of his shirt and pulling it off him.
"You are absolutely beautiful." He said when they pulled apart to breathe.
It wasn't the first time she'd heard those words said to her before by countless men and women, but there was something in the way Peter said it that felt far more genuine than anyone had ever been before.
She found herself blushing as she kissed him again, feeling him unbuckle his pants and pulling them down, his boxers getting caught and pulled down with them and allowing his hard length to spring free.
Peter only had time to kick his pants away before Miranda had her hand wrapped around his length, gently stroking it while he gasped in excitement. It was times like this that he really had to redefine the meaning of Parker Luck.
Peter pulled Miranda close to him, trapping his length against her stomach as they embraced, leaving her heated and desperately wanting him closer. Her skin was impossibly smooth as he ran his hands down the small of her back, releasing the clasp of her bra. The lacy garment fell away, releasing her breasts from their confines.
The two of them backed towards the bed, the backs of Peter's legs hitting it first and causing him to moan. Miranda groaned as well, grinding against him. His erection was so close, yet so far away with the last piece of clothing impeding where she wanted it most.
She pushed him onto the bed and held him there with her biotics as she pulled her panties down and kicked them away. Peter couldn't help but stare as Miranda slowly made her way towards him, her hips swaying all the while.
"See something you like?"
"Definitely." Peter said, blushing at how quickly that had slipped out of his mouth.
Miranda pushed him back onto the bed and straddled him, both of their stark naked bodies rubbing against each other. Peter couldn't help but stare at the beautiful woman above him. The body of a goddess was completely exposed, her wet and slick slit gently rubbing the tip of his cock, teasing him and making him moan.
For once, Peter didn't have any quips to make as Miranda held him down, his breathing became erratic as the reality of the situation struck him. He was about to have sex with Miranda Lawson, the most beautiful woman in the galaxy, if not the entire multiverse. As she pushed herself down on to him, the 'about' became a distant memory.
They both moaned as he slipped inside her, Miranda's walls impossibly soft as they gripped his cock. Peter gripped her hips and helped her move as she started to ride him, slowly at first, but gradually picking up the pace.
He started thrusting up into her, their bodies finding a rhythm as their pace increased. Peter leaned forward so that he was sitting up, capturing her lips as his hands moved from her hips and to her ass, his cock reaching even deeper into the depths of her pussy.
She moaned into his mouth at the sensation, before breaking the kiss just slightly, their lips less than an inch away from each other. "Come on, Spider-Man." She whispered sensually.
His dick throbbed even more at her words, and he lowered his mouth down her body until he reached her breasts, sucking on her nipple, releasing one hand from her ass and running it along her free breast. She gasped, and her channel tightened, leaving him feeling like he was about to explode.
It only took three more thrusts before it proved to be too much: with a loud groan, Peter released inside her, his orgasm triggering hers and causing her to cry out in bliss before she collapsed on top of him, leaving both of their hips covered in sticky fluid.
The superhero and Cerberus operative just lay there for a moment, panting and catching their breath as Peter's hands snaked around her back while Miranda's clutched his shoulders.
"That was- that was"
"Amazing." Miranda finished.
"Yeah, I'll say."
"You sound a lot more confident." The Cerberus operative noted, to which Peter gave a satisfied smile.
"What can I say? Considering I just-mmphh!" Miranda shut him up by kissing him.
They stayed like that for a moment, pulling at each others lips as they kissed before the inevitable need for oxygen caused their lips to break apart. Miranda moaned at the sensation of his stiffening cock still inside her.
"Are you ready to go again?"
"Let's see, shall we?" Now feeling bold, Peter flipped them over so that he was on top, his hard length rocking gently against her as her legs wrapped around his back. Miranda wasn't completely content to let him take the helm, and began rolling her hips against him even more.
In response, Peter's thrusts became faster and harder and Miranda moaned, clutching her pillow as she rode out the sensations he was giving her. The erotic sight of Miranda beneath him nearly put him over the edge, but he held himself in check, wanting to make her come first.
He kissed down her neck as one hand moved down, seeking her clitoris. He found the nub and started to rub it, which finally caused her to shatter. Her back arched and pressed her breasts against his chest as she screamed out in passion, her tight channel drawing Peter's own orgasm from him as his semen filled her womb once more.
He collapsed on top of her, his face pressed between her breasts as he panted. Coming down from her own high, she couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of his position, which caused him to look where he was and blush.
"Sorry." He hurriedly muttered. Peter attempted to get off her, but Miranda tightened her legs around him and held him close.
"Don't be." Miranda chuckled in between her own breaths.
Holding him right next to her, Miranda just let herself feel everything, the beating of his heart in rhythm with hers, the sweat clinging to their skin, the rush of emotion in his eyes that she knew was mirrored in her own. It was like nothing she had ever felt before.
But as she recovered from her second orgasm of the night, she felt Peter's length stiffening in her once again. Idly, she realized that he hadn't fully pulled out since they had started their session. And despite the slight soreness in her vagina, she also realized that she didn't want him to.
"You know," Miranda started, running a finger down his abs as he looked her questioningly. "I have wondered what the limits of Spider-Man's stamina are." Peter's confusion turned into a surprisingly cocky grin as Miranda rolled them both over so that she was once again on top of him.
"I can do this all night."
"Is that a challenge?" Miranda asked, to which Peter responded by leaning up and kissing her.
"It's a promise." He whispered against her lips.
She kissed him again and pushed him back down, allowing her to freely ride against him. Their hearts pounded as Miranda continued to rock back and forth on his length, while Peter's hands reached up and massaged her swaying breasts.
He timed his up thrusts perfectly as he alternated between pinching her nipples and palming the entire globes of flesh. The only sounds that could be heard within the room were their heavy breathing and moans, as well as the wet sliding of his penis in and out of her vagina.
It was almost a competition to see who could get the other off first. Her tight and quaking channel was nearly enough to pull his orgasm from him, and Peter countered with harder and more powerful thrusts.
"Miranda," Peter whispered. "I'm so, so close-"
"Come with me, Peter." She replied. "I want to come together."
The two of them were practically vibrating as they finally came, with Peter thrusting up exactly the same moment as Miranda thrust down. Peter released inside her, pulsing and pulsing while Miranda's juices spilled out all over his cock, soaking his hips.
Their orgasms lasted far longer than the previous ones, leaving them both light-headed as Miranda collapsed on top of him. Peter just held her close to him. What they felt between them was just indescribable. The moment seemed to last forever. It ended too soon.
She eventually pushed herself off of him, his softening cock slipping out as she did so. The both groaned at the loss, but Miranda didn't plan to leave it there. "I want to try something else." Peter had an inquisitive look on his face as she moved away.
Grabbing a pillow, she placed it in the center of the bed before putting her hips on top of it, raising her ass and letting Peter get a golden view of her flawless behind. He gulped as Miranda turned her head to look at him, naked lust in her eyes.
"Are you sure, Miranda?"
"C'mon Peter." Her hips swayed her ass in front of him. "You know you want to."
Mouth suddenly very dry, Peter nevertheless took his position behind her, gently grasping her cheeks and opening them. Spying his goal, he pressed his dick up against her asshole, causing Miranda to gasp as he pushed in inch by glorious inch.
Peter groaned once he was inside her tight ass, the feel of her squeezing his cock so hard was almost enough to make him cum right then and there. With his heart pounding furiously, he began thrusting against her ass, causing her breasts to bounce back and forth with each thrust.
Having been worked up by their previous sessions, it didn't take long for either of them to get to the precipice as Peter kept thrusting in and out of her ass. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore: he came inside her, his orgasm triggering hers, causing her to cry out.
Peter all but collapsed onto the bed once he came, seeing stars behind his eyelids. Once he returned to reality, the first thing he saw was Miranda crawling over to him, the sight of her naked body once again making him hard. A fact that she didn't fail to notice as she positioned herself over him.
"That better not be it." Miranda rubbed her slit against his cock, coating it with their combined juices. "You promised me you could do this all night."
"If you can keep up with me." Peter spun her around until he was on top, mounting her and pushing himself inside her soft walls yet again. They rocked against each other furiously, and after their previous sessions, it didn't take long for them to come again.
Peter collapsed next to her, his half hard cock poking against her leg as his hand ran across her cheek and pushed her hair away from her, getting an unobstructed view of her face. Her heart raced as she gazed into his eyes, the swirling emotion a mirror of her own.
"Miranda, I-" She gently kissed him then, pouring all the emotion she felt as their lips pulled together.
"I know." Miranda said as they broke apart, putting her own hand on his cheek. "I know."
They kissed again, and the familiar sensation of lust began coursing through their veins. Once they broke for air, Miranda pushed his shoulder and Peter complied, lying on his back as she moved over to him.
She climbed on top of Peter and lined herself up with him, letting out a moan as he pierced her once again. Heavy breathing and gasping of their names were the only sounds that could be heard as this already familiar sensation brought her to the brink of absolution.
With her name turned into a groan, Peter came first, which was more than enough to drive her over the edge. Miranda's last coherent thought before she came again was that she was really going to enjoy this night.
...
Peter awoke in Miranda's bed, his arm around her back and her hand on his chest. Their legs were tangled together and her head was resting against his shoulder, her hair mussed in a way that only made her look more gorgeous.
It had been a long night for the two of them. Miranda's genetic enhancements all but ensured that she really could go all night. Thankfully, Peter was more than up to the task, and after hours of the greatest sex he had ever had, they had finally gone to sleep completely spent.
Peter just lay there, staring at Miranda's face and gently running his hand up and down her back. He wasn't sure how long he stayed like that, losing all track of time in this moment. Soon enough, Miranda began to stir, her eyes slowly opening as her lips curved upward.
"Good morning."
Good morning to you too." She said, a sleepy smile on her face. "You know, you make a really good pillow."
Peter just chuckled as he leaned into kiss her. She kissed him back, her lips pulling against his own as the drowsiness faded and Miranda felt herself getting heated again. Of course, she wasn't the only one, noticing Peter's reddening face when they broke off.
"Someone had a good night." She kissed him again.
"That was the best night of my life." He said honestly, now feeling even more breathless.
"Mm, I can tell." Her hand drifted down his chest and wrapped around his stiffening cock. He groaned as her fingers gently stroked him, while her mouth came close to his ear. "How about we make it the best morning of your life as well?" She whispered.
"Technically that would be noon." Peter glanced at the clock on her bedside table. "Well, 12:17-" Miranda pressed her lips to his, pushing her tongue to spar with his as she continued to stroke his member.
Not to be outdone, Peter reached for her breasts and began massaging them, one hand palming the entire globe while the other pinched her nipple. She groaned into his mouth at the sensation, causing her to stroke him even harder.
That was when he groaned as well, and wasn't the least bit ashamed of the pre-cum that welled up on the tip of his cock. Miranda knew what she was doing to him, especially as she moved herself into that increasingly familiar position to both of them.
She was practically dripping as she lowered herself onto him, and Peter's eyes rolled back as he felt himself plumbing her depths once again. Miranda slowly rolled her hips against him, a pace he shared as he gripped her hips, gently kissing his way down to her breasts.
Miranda moaned as he sucked on her nipple, causing her to pick up the pace just a little bit. Despite this, the slow pace was somehow even more erotic. There was no rush, just a steady climb to the peak.
Though as they neared the precipice, Peter's thrusting became more erratic, hitting a deeper angle and reaching even further into her depths as his grip became tighter. She felt the pulse deep inside her when he released, ropes of his hot seed filling her womb.
This pushed her over the edge and Miranda collapsed on top of him, seeing stars behind her eyelids. They clung to each other, naked, sweaty and breathless and for a brief moment, just let themselves forget that the galaxy outside the two of them even existed.
In here, there was only Peter Parker and Miranda Lawson.
Of course, sooner or later they had to come back to reality, as Miranda gently lifted himself off of him. They both wished that they could just stay there, making love for the rest of the day. Unfortunately, duty called.
"We should probably get up." Miranda said after a moment.
"Yeah." Peter sighed. "You're probably right."
The two of them quickly got changed back into their clothes, after retrieving them from their scattered locations all over the room. Once they were dressed and somewhat presentable, the duo moved towards the door, Peter pausing just before the threshold.
"So..." Peter started, his normal awkwardness taking hold once more. "is this going to happen again?" His paramour smirked as she approached him.
"Trust me, after this is over," Miranda whispered. "We're going to be doing this again," She ran her hand across his chest, "and again," her mouth moved right next to his ear, "and again."
He blushed as she pulled away, keeping her own blush hidden from him as they separated and he left, taking one last look back before her office door close again. She couldn't keep the slight smirk off her face.
Already, she knew that she was going to have a difficult time concentrating on her work. Now that Miranda knew just how much stamina Peter had, she really wanted to test what they could do with her biotics and his spider powers.
Goddamn, that was was a long one-shot of Peter being one lucky bastard. How does the saying go? Two's coincidence, but three is a pattern? Or something like that. I guess that summarizes me and writing smut. Having said that, don't expect any sequel for this any time soon, if at all.
With that said, I hope everyone enjoyed this one-shot and reviews are always welcome.
