Author's Notes: A short one shot in a universe where Peter and Carol ended up dating. Carol is Ms Marvel at this point. Carol is one of my top 3 Spidey ships and I absolutely love the two of them together.

It had been a really long day. After a time travelling magician and a Brood invasion, the last thing Carol Danvers needed right now was to stumble across the Shocker in the middle of a bank robbery. Unfortunately the universe is not kind to heroes. With a sigh, Ms Marvel flew down towards the escaping criminal, fists clenched, teeth gritted and ready to kick his ass.

Carol wrenched open her apartment window, and flew inside to relative safety, pulling the window closed again behind her. With an audible sigh, she peeled of her black domino mask. God she wanted to just fall into bed right now. "Who was it this time?" She heard Peter call from the kitchen.

Peter Parker was many things. He was the Amazing Spider-Man, a costumed vigilante who understood what it was like to be an underdog superhero like Ms Marvel. Most importantly though, he was her cute and kind boyfriend. "Shocker," she called back, running a hand through her long blonde hair before stumbling into the bedroom. Peter appeared at the door with a smile: "keeping your promise to call me if it's ever anyone Goblin-shaped?" "Yup," Carol answered on autopilot as she yanked off her thigh high black boots and gloves.

His hand pressed to her cheek and she looked up, meeting his eyes. A smile started to creep on her lips. "Sounds like you've had a long day," you said quietly. Then he leant in and kissed her. Carol let her eyes fall shut and a slight moan escape her lips as his pressed against hers and worked them apart so his tongue could explore the roof of her mouth. His thumb brushed gently against her cheek. God she loved it when he held her like that.

He broke away from the kiss and she bit down on her bottom lip disappointed. He loved it when she did that - she looked so cute. "Let me help you relax..." He grinned. Carol felt him lower her, still in her black and yellow costume, onto her back on the bed. His hands trailed down her sides until they found her thighs, smooth and exposed by her costume. She suppressed a moan as his hands slid round from the outside to the inside and slowly but forcefully spread her legs apart. She felt him tugging at the crotch of her costume, pulling it to one side to access beneath. "Oh god," she murmured as his head dipped between her legs.

Her hips bucked as his tongue scraped along her vagina. She reached down and tangled her hands into his messy brown hair, moaning out as he pleasured her. Her pussy moistened as he dove deeper inside her, exploring with the tip of his tongue as he had her mouth before. Then his lips caught on to her clitoris and she gasped for breath feeling him sucking roughly. His teeth started to gently press against her clit. "Peter..." She moaned out. He knew exactly how to pleasure her. He finished her off by planting a couple of rough animalistic kisses on her entrance, then unleashing his tongue fully to lap up her dripping wet cunt.

His face appeared above her own now, cheshire grin spread across his features. "I still got it?" He asked. "Still got it," Carol confirmed as she caught her breath. He hopped off the bed and she watched as he pulled off his shirt and pulled down his jeans. The blonde licked her lips with a grin of her own as he slid out of his boxer shorts. "Recovered?" He smiled over at her. She nodded. "Then let's get you out of those clothes, beautiful..."

He pulled the red sash from around her waist loose and tossed it over his shoulder. He unzipped the back of her black costume and pulled it down her shoulders, stripping her until she was as naked as he was. Then he straddled her waist and she felt his erection pressing against her, throbbing enthusiastically. His hands reached out for hers and their fingers interlinked. She let out a throaty gasp of pleasure as his penis pushed slowly inside her.

Her legs shot upwards and wrapped around his waist, dragging him deeper inside. With a grunt and a thrust he pushed all the way in, his cock imbedded in her pussy now. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and his lips flew to her neck, nibbling on her soft tanned skin. Slowly, his hips eased back about halfway, then in one swift movement he slammed back down into her. She cried out, her mouth contorting into an O shape.

With his enhanced strength, Peter could fuck harder than any man. With her own powers, Carol could take it harder than any woman. They were perfectly matched. Peter pounded into her with all his strength, over and over, the rhythm of his love for her taking over. He breathed out hard each time he crashed down into her, groaning slightly as he pulled back. Carol was gasping for air, clinging to him as he fucked her. Her perfectly toned body shook with every thrust he gave.

He growled as he felt his climax approaching. The high pitched wail Carol let out as he drove down into her with all his might pushed him over the edge. She would never let herself sound so vulnerable with anyone else. He moaned out loudly as he felt himself cumming, finishing inside her. Carol's body spasmed in response, trembling still. With a sigh of relief, he slumped forwards, and rolled on to his back beside her.

Her hand rested on his chest, and her body pressed against his, snuggling into him warmly. Peter's arm went around Carol's shoulder instinctively, holding her to him protectively. "That help you relax?" He smiled at her, both of them still catching their breath. "You know it did," Carol replied, letting her head rest on his chest too now, "it always does." He kissed her forehead with a grin. Then he tucked her blonde head under his chin.

"Captain America called for you, earlier," Peter spoke up after a few moments. "I'll call him back later," Carol muttered, not down with cuddling yet. She paused for a moment, smirking. "Have I told you that I technically outrank him?" "Only at every possible opportunity," he laughed. "As long as you know," Carol smiled and he kissed her.