your ass looks fuckin' hot
pairings: peter parker x reader, peter parker x stark!reader, peter parker x avenger!reader
summary: peter’s insatiable needs exposes his identity as spider-man as well as your three year relationship is a couple.
warnings? swearing, suggestive content, kissing and making out
p.s. vv short and fluffy fic that i wanted to write cuz im a fucking simp for any kind of identity reveal fic. enjoy :)
IS SPIDER-MAN DATING Y/N STARK?
[...] Our friendly neighborhood Spider-Man has always been busy, from helping helping vicious cats out of trees to saving New Yorkers from burning buildings, many would think he wouldn’t have time to date because of his double life, but as a matter of fact, he does! Spidey has been dating none other than (Y/N) Stark.
The two young lovers were caught kissing quite intimately on a rooftop in Brooklyn (see above photo). From what we’ve noticed, (Y/N) and Spidey have kept their relationship under the wraps until one unfortunate night [...]
peter parker was probably the most horniest and most idiotic boyfriend to ever live. no scratch that, he was the most horniest and idiotic boyfriend to ever live. your father and peter had discussed how he’d reveal his identity as spider-man but being caught playing tongue hockey with his daughter had not been in your list
annoyed was probably the best word to describe how you felt. you could remember last night clearly; you and peter were in the middle of taking down a huge drug ring that had been on your radar for months.
“hey (y/n),” peter had called out to you as he dodged a bullet that one of the members of the gang shot at him, “excuse me sir,” he said, “i’m kind of busy right now, could you hold one sec?” he punched the man in the face.
“what?” you huffed as you swept your legs out to knock the man you were fighting down.
“that new suit makes your ass look so fucking hot,” peter whistles appreciatively.
“you’ve got to be kidding me,” you groaned as you blasted another man with your repulsors.
“i’m not lying!” peter protests while shooting a web at the man he had just knocked down, securing him onto the pole behind, “mr. bad guy,” he called, “don’t you think she looks hot?”
the man only glared at peter and swore at him.
“okay,” peter said, “understandable. some people just don’t know things. it’s fine! how about you? what do you think?” peter asked the man who had just tried to throw a hook at his face.
peter sighed when the man ignored him and tried to throw another hook at peter’s face, “i guess you all don’t appreciate these things in life,” he caught the fist and with his other arm, webbed the man in the face, “well (y/n), like i said before, you look lovely!”
“i hate you,” was all you muttered. after the nypd was called and they had come to arrest the members of the drug ring, you and peter found yourselves on the rooftop of a small bakery.
“peter,” you sighed, “could you please not compliment how sexy i look in my suit when we’re out fighting crime? it’a distracting and i would rather not have to bring an injured peter back to the tower.”
“why?” peter blinked at you innocently, “i told you earlier, i wasn’t lying. besides, you seem to like it when i say that in bed.”
the tips of your ears turned red and you become flushed. “peter!” you cried while hitting his arm, “i know,” you rubbed your forehead, “but it’s weird, you know? telling me ass looks nice in the suit in front of criminals.”
“so i can’t compliment my girlfriend?” peter crossed his arms and gave you his puppy dog eyes.
“remember peter,” you reminded him, “the public doesn’t know we’re dating.”
“i know, i know,” peter said, “for all those guys know, what happened back there was strictly flirting; nothing important. they might not have known we were dating.”
you nodded. “peter you still can’t flirt with me on the job. it’s still distracting.”
“what about now?” peter asked, “is now a good time? no bad guys, no distractions, we’re completely alone. so does that mean i can kiss you?” peter asked, “because you in this suit is really distracting.”
you let out a groan. “you’re a horny piece of shit you know that.”
“what can i say? you are one very hot girlfriend (y/n).” peter says proudly.
before you had pulled peter’s mask off, you had looked around, checking for any nearby pedestrians who could have noticed the two of you. when you had deemed it safe, peter’s mask had come off and you began to run your hands through his hair while gave him a soft kiss. peter wasted no time and groaned before he pulled you closer to deepen the kiss and slip his tongue in. you had let him in, knowing peter had been waiting for the moment.
unfortunately, a group of teenaged girls had come well after you had checked the nearby area for people. they managed to spot the two of you on the rooftop of the bakery and with loud whispers and giggles that went unheard by the two of you, they took countless pictures. to say the least, they were shocked to discover the identity of their favorite web-slinger as well as his relationship with tony stark’s daughter.
“peter parker!” you yelled as you stormed through the compound and into his lab.
“holy shit, (y/n)!” peter gasped as he accidentally added too much chemical into his web solution, “i could blow up the lab!”
“sorry,” you apologized. there had already too many lab explosions that had happened this past year. the both of you didn’t need another explosion to happen. your father had already given enough lectures.
“what’s up?” peter asked as he put down his beaker.
“this!” you growled as you held your phone up, “you see this? you and your horny ass showed the whole word your face.”
peter stared at the phone and read the article published about the two of you. “woah, ok”, peter ran his hands through his hair, “someone managed to take a photo of us?”
“yeah!” you cried, “your face is all over the media now peter.”
“fuck, alright, it’s ok babe,” peter sighed, “tony and i did talk about revealing my identity soon anyways. a photo of us making out is a bit of an unconventional way to do it but it’s fine.”
“are you sore about that peter?” you asked, concerned, “what about may?”
“may lives in the tower now,” peter said, “she has security to watch after her and she lives with the avengers. she’s safe.”
“alright,” you said slowly, “how about our relationship peter? look! our first picture of our relationship is a photo of you groping me and shoving your tongue down my throat.”
peter stares at the photo before letting out a loud laugh. “doesn’t everyone see us do this everyday?”
“peter they’re our annoying family, i want them to see it happen. i want them to be suffer and be disgusted. besides, i’m not trying to get caught every single time we make out on the couch,” you said.
“well,” peter started, “it’s not that bad is it? on the bright side, we look like a really happy couple. happy couples are good, right?”
you roll your eyes. “you are the most idiotic boyfriend ever.”
“you still love me anyways,” peter grins, tucking a piece of stray hair behind your ear.
“that i do,” you sighed, “but we’re never doing any type of sexual activity on a random rooftop ever again or else you’re sleeping on the couch parker.”
peter’s eyes darted over to yours and his mouth fell open. “not the couch,” he whined.
“then promise me nothing from you,” you gave him a stern gaze.
“fine,” peter sighed, “but what about some tiny kisses?” he asked, “super tiny ones?”
“peter,” you said sternly.
“please?” peter gave you his puppy eyes, “tiny kisses, in more conspicuous places. i promise.”
you sighed. “fine pete. small kisses,” you added onto peter’s offer, “and no weird comments while we’re fighting during patrol alright?
peter nodded eagerly. “yes ma’am.”
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