request by ItSmYwAyToDoThInGs (Wattpad)
I have midterms in the morning which I will almost certainly fail, so instead of studying imma just write smut
This is why my life is in shambles I literally caused this-
Well ANYways
Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel.
3rd Person P.O.V.
"Sorry darlin'. I have a lot of paperwork to catch up on and-"
"But you promised!" Peter exclaimed, interrupting. "I've been looking forward to this all week, please."
"I know darlin', I know." Harley frowned, thinking. "I'll tell you what. Why don't you swing by the office tonight and I'll take a break for awhile? How about 8 tonight? I should be the only one still working then."
"Ok...?" The brunette agreed, a hint of confusion in his tone. "See you tonight then. I love you!"
"I love you too, darlin'." Harley hung up, getting back to work, but now with something to look forward to.
~Later that night~
"Hello?"
"I'm outside, how do I get in?" Peter wondered.
"Oh, I'll buzz you in. Remember where my office is? 295b?" The door hummed, letting the smaller boy enter the building.
"Ummm..." He hesitated, looking around. "I think so."
"Ok darlin', if you get lost just let me know. See you soon." They hung up, Harley organizing his paperwork into a neat stack and putting it safely over in the corner. Rifling through his desk drawer, he found what he was looking for and placed it on the desk.
"Harls-" Peter froze in the door frame, eyes immediately flicking to the condom and lube on the desk. His big brown eyes met Harley's, and he closed the door behind him, locking it. "Hi."
"Hi," the blond chuckled, beckoning the smaller boy. Peter excitedly went to Harley's side, setting his stuff down on the floor. "Eager, aren't we?" The brunette blushed, eyes darting to the side. "Hey." Harley grabbed Peter's chin gently, making him look. "As cute as you are when flustered, I'd rather have you underneath me." The southern boy got in close to Peter's ear, whispering. "Completely powerless." The brunette shivered, feeling Harley pull him in.
"Here? Now?!" Harley pressed their bodies together, humming.
"Yep. I even cleared off my desk for you." The blond pulled his shirt off, tugging at Peter's playfully. "Speaking of-" Harley swiftly spun them around, pinning the smaller boy down on the desk. "Mm. Much better." The brunette stared up at the southern boy, eyes wide. He smirked, biting his lip.
"Fuck me," he murmured, completely submitting to Harley.
"Oh, darlin'," the blond breathed, gaze fixated on Peter. "That was hot..." He pulled the brunette's shirt up over his head, tossing it to the ground. Two pairs of pants quickly joined it on the floor, crumpled up below the couple on the desk.
"Ready?" Harley questioned, looking to Peter for confirmation.
"Please, just-" he squirmed, letting out a whine. "Please just fuck me. No warning."
"I don't want to hurt you-"
"I don't care, I just want to be fucked hard and fast, now." The southern boy raised an eyebrow, nodding. He shrugged, pushing a finger into Peter quickly, then adding two more, ignoring the gasps from the smaller boy. Harley stretched Peter's hole, curling his fingers to hit the brunette's spot. A string of moans escaped Peter's lips, toes curling as he latched his legs around Harley's waist. The blond removed his fingers, a disappointed whine coming from the smaller boy.
"If you know what's good for you, you'd be quiet," Harley growled. He rolled on the condom and lubed up, flipping Peter onto his stomach. The southern boy climbed on top, leaning in close to the brunette's ear. "We're doing it like this today. And you're going to be a good boy for me, or you don't get rewarded. Got it?" Peter nodded fervently. "Good."
Harley spread apart Peter's buttcheeks, gently brushing over the hole to tease the smaller boy. As expected, the brunette let out a needy whine, to which Harley pulled away, tutting.
"What did I just tell you? Only good boys get rewarded," he shook his head, clicking his tongue. Peter's eyes widened, immediately going quiet. "Much better. Now, be good." This time, Harley wasted no time in pushing himself in, a yelp of surprise coming from the smaller boy. He went all the way in, hesitating because of the heavy breaths of the boy underneath him.
"Pleaseeee, fuck me!" Peter cried, gasping. The blond pulled out almost all the way, slamming back in roughly. He kept up his intense pace, trying to ignore the cries and focus on the moans of his boyfriend. "Harllllsssss!" He moaned, tears in his eyes.
The southern boy was slamming into Peter mercilessly, absolutely wrecking the smaller boy. With a short scream, Peter came, collapsing from exhaustion and overstimulation right after. Harley wasn't too far behind, releasing with a forced sigh soon after. He laid down flat on top of Peter's back, catching his breath.
"You ok, darlin'?" He murmured softly. The brunette groaned, not moving. "Alright, it's ok." Harley got up, pulling out and tossing the used condom. Peter's butt was red and painful looking, making the southern boy grimace. "Hey, do you want something to soothe it? I think I have something in my desk."
"Mhm," Peter mumbled, jolting at the cold feeling on his butt.
"Better?" Peter nodded silently. "Good. Now, as much as I'd like to have you asleep on my desk, I think we should go home and get you to bed." Peter mumbled incoherently in response. "I'll take that as a yes. C'mon, let's get some clothes on."
imma just end it there lmao
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