Sorry this took so long I've been busy doing gay shit

Its a lil shorter than I anticipated but I really don't feel like going back and adding more so... idk. Might be more smut chapters later anyways

Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel.

3rd Person P.O.V.

"Yes. Please. Mate me." Harley grinned, not needing to be told twice. He dropped Peter's hands, picking the boy up bridal style and setting him on the bed.

"Mmm, so much slick, baby," Harley whispered huskily, hands inching up Peter's thighs. The brunette shivered, laying on his back. Harley climbed on top of him, tilting Peter's chin and kissing him gently. Lips connected, Harley moved his hand down, rubbing the inside of Peter's thigh.

"Mmm..." Peter mumbled, kissing Harley harder. The alpha moved his hand to Peter's hole, pressing a finger in easily. The sudden intrusion caused Peter to gasp into the kiss, Harley slipping his tongue in quickly. Peter was a bit hesitant, but Harley was definitely making him feel good, with just one finger. They pulled apart, panting heavily. Harley cradled the side of Peter's face, touching their foreheads together while pushing another finger into the omega. It was incredibly easy for both of them, since Peter had produced all that slick.

"You want this?" Harley asked quietly, staring directly into Peter's eyes. The brunette looked nervous, but he was incredibly turned on as well.

"I want this," he murmured, eyes wide. Harley smiled, kissing Peter sweetly.

"Ready? Should I prep you more or-"

"Please just fuck me already," Peter groaned, squirming. The alpha let out a low growl, asserting dominance. Peter shut up immediately, secretly turned on by this.

"Alright then, how do you want me to fuck you?" Harley asked, tongue clicking for emphasis. The smaller boy blushed, glancing away for a moment.

"I'd like to see you, please..." Harley tilted his head, smiling softly. He nodded, grabbing Peter's legs and hooking them over his shoulders, glancing back at the boy.

"Like this?" Peter just nodded, staring nervously. Harley took off the rest of his clothes, tossing them to the floor. Peter was still wearing Harley's hoodie, and made a move to take it off before he was stopped.

"Harls?"

"Leave it on. I want to see you being fucked in my hoodie, moaning and begging for more, do you hear me?" The omega gasped quietly, unable to respond. He just nodded slowly, feeling a new blossom of nerves in his stomach. Oh boy...

"I don't think we'll even need lube," Harley remarked, smirking and dipping his thumb into Peter teasingly. He leaned in close to the brunette's ear, whispering: "I turn you on, yeah? I make you feel this way?" Peter shivered, starting to get impatient.

"Please..."

"Please what? Use your words, darlin'."

"Please... fuck me..." Peter spat out, breathing heavily. He was going to go insane if he didn't have Harley in him right-

"Mmph-!" Peter gasped, feeling a sudden intrusion. Harley connected their lips, trying to distract the omega from the pain. It worked, both of them relaxing into the kiss. Peter pulled away first, gasping as Harley bottomed out, giving him a moment to adjust to the new feeling.

Harley brought his hands underneath the hoodie, grabbing Peter's hips. He pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in, a loud cry escaping the brunette. Harley was big, and it was a lot all at once. Still, he was so horny from being in heat that it barely mattered. Peter just wanted to be fucked, and now.

"Mm, harder, please...!" He let out a sharp yelp as Harley started to move faster, sliding in and out of him at a rough pace. He was gripping Peter's hips hard enough to bruise, slamming into him with a string of curses escaping his lips.

"Fuck, so good for me... my omega... so good..." Harley praised, voice fluctuating unsteadily. Peter just moaned loudly in response, throwing his head back. They would surely get a noise complaint later.

"Fuck- mmMMm, Harls-!" Peter cried, pressure building in his stomach. Harley growled, quickly leaning in to bite down on Peter's neck. The omega let out a loud whail, Harley knotting to lock himself in. They both came, one after the other. Harley filled the brunette with his hot seed, gasping as he let go of Peter's neck.

"You're mine," he mumbled quietly, eyes dark and full of tired lust. Peter was hurting, but in a good way. His neck was bleeding and bruised from his brand new alpha mark, Harley's way of claiming the omega as his own. It would heal, with time, but it would leave a permanent scar- so everyone would know he belonged to an alpha.

"Harls..." Peter whispered breathlessly, feeling the blond lay down on top of him.

"Mm?"

"You- that- I-" Peter struggled to form a coherent sentence, his mind slightly foggy. Harley just chuckled, rolling over to spoon the smaller boy.

"Yeah." He sighed, tucking his head in close to Peter. "I might be knotted for awhile..."

"Mkay..." He yawned, snuggling into Harley sleepily. The alpha shrugged. Knotting had been a spur-of-the-moment decision, one he didn't regret, exactly, but he had wanted to ask Peter first if it was ok. Better late than never, he decided.

"That's ok?"

"Yeah... I just wanna nap, though." Harley chuckled softly, pressing a delicate kiss to Peter's already bruising neck.

"Alright, darlin', then let's nap."

Tbh I'm disappointed with myself

But I took so much time to write this I think I should just post it so... sorry it took so long lol