Request by gabi42129 (Wattpad)
So here's a smut... I wasn't sure about posting this after the monstrosity I posted earlier but... I feel like I write a pretty healthy relationship between them, and I usually try to be especially careful with the smuts, so I think its fine
But also I'm sorry for making y'all emotional, maybe this will make up for it? It's not sad or shit so
Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel.
3rd Person P.O.V.
"Darlin'? Where are you? I was thinking we cou-" Harley walked into the bedroom, freezing in his tracks. Peter was laying on the bed, wearing very revealing lingerie. It was made from a thin material, just barely covering a very large and obvious bulge. Eyes wide, Harley gaped, unable to move.
"Harls..." Peter had a slight groan to his voice, eyes silently begging. Harley was still frozen in place, struggling to process what was going on.
"I-" he shook his head, snapping out of it and closing the door quickly. "What if somebody saw you? What were you thinking?"
"Relax, everyone's out right now. We're the only ones here," Peter explained, squirming uncomfortably. "So... are you just going to keep staring, or-"
"Sorry, uh, you're just-" he swallowed, staring at Peter. "God, you look amazing."
"Harls!" He whined, arching his back needily. Harley let out a breath he didn't know he had been holding, climbing on top of Peter.
"What, can't I admire my boyfriend?" He smirked, running a hand down the brunette's chest and stopping at the lingerie. "Especially when he's teasing me, with his dick half out?" Harley moved his hand further down, touching Peter through the thin material. The smaller boy bucked his hips, moaning needily. Harley leaned down, whispering into Peter's ear.
"You want this, baby? You want me to fuck you?"
"Sknlnohcusnwocjelfbj," Peter mumbled, letting out a whine. The blond clicked his tongue, sitting down on Peter's thighs. He touched the brunette lightly, murmuring quietly.
"You're already so hard... teasing me..." Harley shook his head. "Gonna make you pay for that one..." Peter shivered, lingerie feeling tighter.
"Please..."
"Oh, you're going to beg for me, huh? You want me to fuck you that bad?" Peter groaned, feeling Harley's hand against his dick.
"Harleyyyyy..." The blond smirked, hand dipping under the waistband of Peter's lingerie. "Oh... oh, OH!" Harley's hand was wrapped around Peter's dick, stroking quickly as the smaller boy tried not to-
"Fuuuucccckkkk..." Peter moaned, gasping and closing his eyes. Harley pulled his hand out, eyebrow raised.
"Hmm, well this won't do, will it?" Peter let out a soft groan, a wave of tiredness washing over him. "No, I don't think so. Get up, darlin', we're not done here." The brunette frowned, opening his eyes just enough to look at Harley. The southern boy looked like he was being completely serious.
"Harls... tired..." Peter groaned, closing his eyes again.
"I know, darlin', and you can rest for..." He paused, thinking. "Two minutes. Two minutes to relax while I get our stuff." The two minutes passed a lot faster than Peter thought, letting out a soft yelp when Harley dropped an ice cube on his bare chest.
"What the- Harley?!" The blond grinned, setting a condom and lube on the nightstand.
"Two minutes are up, now you're mine." Harley was quickly on top of Peter, faces barely 3 inches apart. Dilated blue eyes stared into sleepy brown ones.
"What?"
"Ever tried having multiple orgasms, darlin'?" Harley questioned, pressing a quick kiss to Peter's nose. "I think you'd like it."
"No..."
"Well, you're about to." He got closer to Peter, speaking softly. "As long as you want to, of course. I wouldn't force you into anything." The brunette nodded hesitantly, feeling awake enough. "Yeah? You're sure?"
"Yeah... I'll try it." Harley smiled, nodding.
"Alright, darlin'." He kissed Peter lovingly, sitting back on the brunette's thighs. His hands roamed across Peter's chest, fingers eventually dipping down into the lingerie. "I'm gonna take this off, ok? I want to see my beautiful boyfriend completely naked." The brunette nodded, eyes wide and full of trust. Harley slowly pulled the thin fabric away from Peter's body, dropping it to the floor. He paused, taking a moment to admire his boyfriend.
"Uh... Harls?" Peter felt kind of awkward, Harley staring at him in silence.
"Sorry, darlin', I just can't take my eyes off you. How did I get this lucky?" he mused, touching Peter's hip bones lightly. "Hmm. Well, I can't wait to fuck the shit outta you." The brunette nearly choked, coughing from the surprise. Harley smirked. "What, I startle you?"
"Oh, um," Peter had a pink flush to his cheeks, feeling embarrassed.
"Yeah?" Harley raised an eyebrow, grinning mischievously. "How about we get to that? You've rested plenty, don't you think?" The smaller boy nodded apprehensively, feeling Harley's hands on his inner thighs. Peter's legs were hooked over the blond's shoulders, Harley sitting on the bed calmly. "Ok, darlin', you ready?"
"Yeah," Peter breathed, feeling Harley's fingers push into him slowly, stretching him out before so the real thing would hurt less. Quicker than Peter was ready for, Harley slipped his fingers out, making the brunette whine.
"Hold on, darlin', I haven't even taken my clothes off yet," Harley chuckled. Letting Peter's legs fall to the bed, he got up, taking off his pants and rolling the condom on, putting some of the lube on over it.
"Wait, Harls, shirt?" Peter asked. The southern boy grinned, raising an eyebrow.
"What, you want me to take it off? Miss my chiseled abs, huh?"
"Shut up," Peter mumbled, grinning. "My abs are bigger, anyway." Harley scoffed, shirt off and climbing over the brunette.
"Yeah, ok, enhanced bitch," he shook his head, smiling. "That's not really fair."
"You're not fair. Can we...?" Peter hesitated, feeling embarrassed. Harley let out a short laugh, kissing the smaller boy before sitting up on his knees, hooking Peter's legs back over his shoulders.
"As you wish, darlin'." Harley slowly pushed himself into Peter, letting him adjust for a minute before starting to slide in and out, slow at first, but quickly building up speed. The brunette moaned loudly, gripping the sheets and arching his back. Harley slammed into him, panting and moaning softly.
"Haaaarrrrrlllleeeeyyyy," Peter moaned, making a small "eung" sound. Both of them came at the same time, gasping and moaning loudly. The southern boy let himself fall on top of Peter, taking a moment to recover. "Harls-"
"We're not done, I just-" he closed his eyes, sighing contently. "Just give me a minute."
"More...?" Peter questioned tiredly, wrapping an arm over Harley.
"Mhm. As long as you're ok." The blond looked up, kissing Peter slowly. The brunette let out a small moan into the kiss, tangling his legs with Harley's. He was exhausted, no doubt, but he also wasn't sire if he wanted to stop... it just felt so good.
"I'm ok," Peter decided, letting his head fall back on the pillow with a sigh. Harley groaned softly, pushing himself back up and shaking his head.
"Eyes open, baby, you gotta wake up," the southern boy insisted, gently tapping Peter's cheek. "C'mon. No sleeping yet." The smaller boy blinked, looking up at Harley sleepily.
"So tired..." Harley nodded, frowning.
"Yeah, I know. We just gotta get you more awake." A sudden smirk crossed over the blond's features, raising his eyebrow. Peter narrowed his eyes, nervous for what Harley could be thinking of.
"What?"
"Oh, nothing. I was just thinking about how pretty you look when I'm fucking you." Peter sucked in a breath. Ohh...
"Harls!" His cheeks were pink, eyes darting away shyly. "Stopppp..."
"You're so gorgeous, moaning my name and fisting the sheets," Harley leaned down, pressing small kisses to Peter's skin, starting at his nose and moving down his chest and eventually to his hips. "So beautiful... handsome... and you're all mine." He stopped, connecting their lips passionately, tongues battling for dominance. Harley held the side of Peter's face lovingly, pulling away from the kiss and letting his fingers trail down the smaller boy's cheek as he got back up.
"I'm awake..."
"Mmm, I knew it," Harley grinned, holding Peter's thighs up. "You're good, then?"
"Yeah," Peter breathed. Harley nodded, starting rocking in and out slowly. Peter felt sore... but it wasn't overly painful.
"I'm gonna fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk tomorrow," the blond growled, quickening his pace. Peter let out a string of moans, throwing his head back as Harley gripped his thighs and railed him. Neither of them could last as long as they normally could, and Peter came quickly, followed almost immediately by Harley. The brunette let out one last moan, shaking from over stimulation and utter exhaustion.
"Ungh..." Peter groaned, head lolling to the side. Harley chuckled breathily, the exhaustion making him feel heavy. He pulled out, tying and getting rid of the used condom. His body rebelled against him as he went to the bathroom, getting a wet washcloth to help Peter. Harley yawned, cleaning off his boyfriend's stomach before tossing it at the pile of clothes lazily and letting himself fall to the bed.
"Three orgasms, darlin'," Harley marvelled, cuddling Peter lovingly. "You did so well." The smaller boy turned to face Harley, without bothering to open his eyes. He curled into the blond's chest, letting out a soft sigh. "Goodnight, baby. I love you." Peter didn't respond, but Harley could see the smile on the brunette's lips, and that was enough.
that was unnecessarily long but its fine
Also! I feel like I should mention that if you're going for multiple rounds you should change the condom inbetween. I didn't have them do that for the sake of the plot (and also time, it is a oneshot after all) but please practice safe sex, thank you and goodnight
