It is 2 in the morning and I'm sick, whatever you see here is what my barely functioning brain accepted as good so yeah just a warning
TW: smut!
Disclaimer: I don't own Marvel.
3rd Person P.O.V.
Peter and Harley went into the bedroom, closing the door behind them. As soon as the click of the doorknob was heard, Harley put his hands underneath Peter's hoodie, trailing them up his sensitive sides and eventually pulling the hoodie off entirely. He connected their lips, kissing the omega passionately.
Harley pushed Peter down onto the bed, licking his lips before dipping down to suck and bite at the brunette's neck. Peter let out soft moans and whimpers, letting Harley mark up his skin. He felt the alpha hesitate for a moment, before gently lapping at the tender alpha mark that sat on Peter's collarbone.
"Mmm~" Peter gasped, moaning at the touch. How could something that hurt so bad feel so good? "Harlsss..."
"Yeah, slut? You like that, don't you?" Harley growled, sucking gently at the healing alpha mark.
"Please... mMM!" Peter bucked his hips up, trying to get some friction. Harley sat up, pushing the omega's hips down into the mattress roughly.
"Be a good boy," he warned. Peter moaned again, a high-pitched whine escaping his throat.
"Harley... 15 minutes..."
"Right..." He trailed off, frowning. "Pants off." Both Harley and Peter took their pants off, tossing them to the ground carelessly. Harley immediately took control, grabbing both of Peter's wrists with one hand and pinning them down above the smaller boy's head. As things became more heated, Harley felt more of his self control slip away to his inner alpha, as Peter became more- how do I put this- Submissive and Breedable™.
"Mmm, Harls~" Peter moaned loudly, feeling several of Harley's fingers scissoring inside him, pushing against his walls. He didn't know how much longer he could wait, he wanted Harley now. "Please..." The blond let out a low growl of dominance, pushing Peter's wrists further into the mattress while starting to push himself in.
"Good omega, so tight, so good for your alpha..." Harley praised, groaning as he bottomed out. Peter squirmed, trying to push Harley deeper with a loud moan.
"Please, fuck me!" He begged, beginning to feel desperate. Harley pulls nearly all the way out, before slamming back in, starting a slow pace that had Peter crying and begging for more.
"Please, alpha, faster!" He yelped, back arching. At this new angle, Harley could thrust in deeper than he had before, and they were both going crazy over it.
"OH GOD RIGHT THERE!" Peter screamed, eyes fluttering shut as his jaw went slack, practically foaming at the mouth from the amount of pleasure and relief he was feel right now. Harley threw his own head back, pounding into Peter relentlessly.
"Alpha..." Peter moaned, panting. "'M close!"
"Cum for me, whore," Harley growled. That seemed to send the omega over the edge, gasping loudly as thick white ropes exploded from his neglected member, painting his chest and stomach. Peter's body spasmed, tightening around Harley and causing him to reach his release as well. Harley rode out both their highs, before letting himself collapse onto Peter with a huff.
They laid there for a minute, Harley on top of Peter, panting heavily. The brunette opened his eyes slowly, blinking tiredly for a moment before his chocolate gaze landed on the alpha laying on his chest.
"Harls," Peter mumbled, voice scratchy from his endless screaming. He nudged the blond, pushing him a little. "'M hungry... please get up."
"Right, the pizza." Harley pushed himself off of Peter, rolling to the side and onto his feet. Despite his earlier complaint, Peter made no move to get up, instead choosing to just lay there. "C'mon, up," Harley coaxed, tugging Peter's arm until the omega was sitting, wincing from the soreness that had already begun to set in.
Eventually, Harley was able to pull Peter to his feet and walk him to the kitchen, sitting him down in one of the kitchen chairs. He didn't miss the wince that crumpled across Peter's pretty face, but chose to ignore it as there was nothing that could be done.
"Pizza is served, my darlin'," Harley purred smoothly, sliding a plate across the table. They both dug in, immediately pulling back in nearly identical movements.
"HOT!" They both exclaimed in unison. There was a short pause between them before both boys broke out into soft laughter, Peter's smooth giggles mixing into Harley's chattering chuckle. They stared into each other's eyes, smiling as the last few laughs passed. It was quiet again, and Harley picked up his slice of pizza, still engaged in a staring contest with Peter as he took a hesitant bite, not burning himself this time. Peter followed suit, picking up his pizza as well.
They ate, mostly in silence, speaking more with their eyes than their mouths. Once they had finished, Harley set the dishes in the sink before gently picking Peter up, letting the smaller boy wrap his legs around his waist.
"Cuddles?" Harley wondered, Peter laying his head on the alpha's shoulder.
"Mhm."
A lil shorter than usual but like I said, its 2 am and I'm sick so whatever, y'all whores probably enjoyed it anyway
Imma try to update this more than like once every two months or whatever it is but no promises... sorry lmao I need to stop starting projects without finishing the older ones :/