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they’re going to promote what they believe will sell. based on their shitty treatment of poc, they dont believe poc movies/projects will sell.

dont believe me? look at their promotion for shang chi, t’challa’s what if episode, sam wilson as captain america

it pisses me the fuck off that poc have continuously have to fight for their spot in media. and have to do their own promotion and marketing. we deserve to have just as much spotlight.

Summary: Peter was never the kind to be dominant. He had trouble asserting himself when it came to everyday tasks. So it didn’t surprise you when he finally admitted he likes to be controlled in the bedroom

Requested by: @obserheytiondeck

Pairing: sub!Peter x Dom!Black!Reader (both are 18+)

WC: 2.6K

Warnings: pegging, light D/s dynamics, praise kink, little degradation, crude language, sex toys, sex shops, anal play, paddling/spanking, aftercare.

A/N: Everyone in this is an adult, no one is under age. I love the idea of Sub!Peter because he’s so tiny and cute and ugh. Please comment and reblog!! ALSO PLEASE KEEP IN MIND IF YOU ARE NOT ACTIVE (BY THAT I MEAN INTERACT WITH THE WORK YOU’RE TAGGED IN, LIKE COMMENTS AND REBLOGS) YOU WILL BE REMOVED FROM THE TAG LIST!

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“Pick what you like, babe,”

You were used to the scene of sex shops. Peter however was scared as hell, afraid an FBI agent was gonna bust him for being an adult buying stuff for his personal use.

“Babe, I- I’ve never done this. I dunno,” he shrugged.

“Fine. We look for beginner items, simple,”

You started roaming the store and Peter followed you like a lost puppy.

You start picking up beginner dildos, nipple clamps, lube, a ball gag, a cock ring, a flesh light, rope, a strapless strap on; or strapless dildo per se, and paddles.

The strapless strap was good for both you and Peter. It was like an L and the shorter part you inserted inside of yourself and the longer part stuck out from you like a real penis. That way whenever you moved, you were getting pleasure as well

“Anything you want me to put back?,” you ask before heading to checkout.

“The ball gag. I… I want you to be able to hear me,” his cheeks turned cherry red at his admission. You walked back to put the ball gag back where it came from and you were good to go. You were excited.

“Any toy cleaner or batteries for the vibrators?,” the man asked.

“Yeah, go ahead and add that in,”

You and Peter spent almost two hundred dollars at the sex shop. Pleasure was not cheap clearly.

He was silent the whole ride back to your apartment, “There’s no reason to be so nervous, babe. I’m not gonna hurt you unless you want me to. This is something you’ve wanted for a while so we’re gonna warm you up and make sure you feel good,”

“You don’t think this makes me less of a man?,”