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"Why?"

"'Cause I wanted to?"

You shrugged as you walked over to your desk and set your laptop on it. You spun around with a bright smile on your lips only to be met with Peter standing directly in front of you. He was staring at you intensely, a frown evident on his face despite your adorable smile, looking at him innocently.

"You don't like my teasing?" You questioned Peter, your smile falling into a pout.

Peter huffed as he crossed his arms over his chest, "No. I don't. It's mean. You teasing me all day and not allowing me to do anything."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," You laughed slightly as you grabbed Peter's shirt, "Who said I wasn't allowing you to do anything?" Peter's eyes widened slightly at your proposition. You smiled at his shocked expression and walked backward towards your bed, "Did it ever occur to you, Pete, that maybe I was teasing you the entire day and hoping for something to come out of it?"

As you finished speaking, you pushed him down onto the bed. Peter gulped before shaking his head no, waiting for you intently as you crawled on his lap and settled yourself on top of his waist, straddling him. Peter wasted no time in grinding up against you and allowing you to feel his throbbing bulge. Part of you felt slightly bad, knowing he must've been aching all day.

You make quick work of removing both of your shirts and your pants. You smiled up at Peter as you reached down and massaged his throbbing member through his jeans. He groaned deeply at your touch, his hands fumbling for your hair as you smiled.

"If you don't like my teasing, then why are you moaning?" You teased Peter as you palmed him.

"Please," Peter groaned, "Please, love."

You quickly unbuckle his belt and pull his jeans down his legs. Peter quickly shoved them off along with his boxers. You press your lips together gently as you hold in a moan at the sight of his aching member, desperate to get your hands on him.

Peter's moans are music to your ears as you reach out and grip him gently. You can't help yourself as you immediately lean forward and lick the tip of his head.

"Do you like it when I touch you like that?" You asked quietly as you pulled back from him.

Peter groans at the loss of contact, "Love, please. I can't handle any more teasing."

You smile, knowing you made Peter this desperate for your touch as you immediately dive back in. Peter's hands quickly tangle themselves in your hair as your lips wrap around his head, and you suck ever so softly. A throaty moan tumbles from his lips, and he uses all his internal strength to resist the urge to thrust up into your mouth.

You lowered your head, taking more and more of Peter into your mouth until he reached the back of your throat. You groan at the sensation of your mouth being so full, and Peter nearly comes right then and there. However, Peter refrains and watches as you move your head up and down around him, using one of your hands to rub the part of him that you can't fit into your mouth.

Peter tightens his grip on your hair as he moans. Each one of your moans and groans around his cock nearly sends him over the edge, and Peter's doing his absolute best to not come each time your tongue swirls around him. He knows he probably looks a mess, silver hair sweaty and cheeks red as he watches you.

"Fuck," Peter whines, causing your eyes to look up at him. Peter only groans more at the sight of you, your big, beautiful (y/e/c) eyes staring up at him innocently. "Fuck (y/n), love, don't look at me like that, fuck. Don't look at me so innocently with my cock in your mouth."

His words only encourage you to go faster, sucking harder as you swirl your tongue around the underside of his shaft. Peter's moans get incredibly loud, and you feel him drop back into the bed as his grip on your hair tightens impossibly tighter. You feel his veins twitching, and with one last deep suck, you feel him letting go into your mouth.

You moan, your eyes closing on their command as you swallow every single drop that he lets go into you. Peter's hand falls from your hair as he whines softly. You pull back slowly, sucking every single last drop of him off his shaft, releasing him with a slight pop as you lick your lips. Peter watches you with hooded, lust-blown eyes.

You smile at him innocently, crawling your way up to his body before plopping down beside him, "Perhaps I should tease you more often?"

"Don't even think about it," Peter mumbles breathlessly, "Next time, I won't be as nice."

"Please," You laugh before kissing his shoulder, "You'll be putty in my hands each and every time I tease you."

"Then perhaps I should start teasing you," Peter smiled, rolling onto his side and kissing your temple, "See how much you like it."

"No thanks, I'm good."

A hearty laugh fell from Peter's lips as he pulled you closer to his side. He kissed you gently, and you smiled into the kiss. Perhaps teasing was something you should incorporate more often, no matter the consequences.

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You groaned, quickly texting Jean back, sending a photo of Peter and you, "I'm too nervous. I just wish he would like me back."

"Peter is right next to me!!!"

Your heart dropped as you panicked. A yelp escaped your mouth as you tossed your phone across the room, and you immediately began pacing. Fuck, fuck, fuck! What if Peter saw it! Oh god, he was going to freak out. He'd probably think you were a freak. Your heart remained in your stomach at the realization that you most likely just screwed over your chance with the one person you never wanted to mess anything up with.

"Who said I didn't like you?"

Your scream filled the air as you jumped, spinning around to see none other than Peter. His signature smirk was plastered on his face as you grasped your chest, desperately trying to calm down your heart. But how could you? How could anyone remain calm around Peter with his smile and goofy attitude and a caring personality?

"Peter! I-I-I.. oh crap!" You gasped out, looking around your room for some way to get out of your situation.

"(Y/n), calm down. It's okay," Peter smiled, walking up to you, "I like you too."

"Y-y-you do?"

"How could I not?" Peter winked at you playfully, gently grasping one of your hands and pulling you into his chest, "What do you say we go for a run to get some ice cream. It'll be my treat, our first date. Then I can properly ask you out."

Smiling up at Peter, you nodded eagerly, throwing all caution to the wind. Peter liked you, actually liked you back, and that made you ecstatic. As you clung to Peter and prepared for him you run, you thought that maybe it wasn't that hard to tell your crush that you liked them.

Kurt would immediately panic, "Love, what's wrong? What happened? How can we help?"

Peter would be overly concerned about protecting you, "Who did this? Who do I need to kill? What happened. Tallk to us, honey. We need to make sure they pay."

You simply crumble.

"I just love you boys so much. I just... I'm so lucky. I was so lonely before I met you guys. I hated being lonely. Thank you for not making me lonely again."

The boys would immediately melt, Kurt teleporting you to bed while Peter sped over to join as you continued mumbling.

They each got on one side of you, cuddling you and trying to calm you down. It was nearly impossible, though. You were so worked up and hell-bent on making the boys understand just how much they meant to you that you were quickly tiring yourself out.

Your eyes eventually drifted shut as you rambled on. The boys decided it was best to let you get it out. They could question you later about what had evoked those emotions to come out.

"I promise," You whispered, "I'll become a better person. Just for you two."

After your sixth hour of being asleep, Peter mentioned that maybe it was literal exhaustion that had caused you to be so emotional.

You'd awoken not too much later, eyes fluttering and focusing on Peter in front of you, making you quickly turn to make sure Kurt was behind you, making you smile.

Silently and wordlessly, you held onto one of Peter's hands and one of Kurt's hands in each of your own, smiling at the feeling of your boys.

"I'm so for scaring you. I just got overwhelmed with that fear of being alone again."

"We're always here for you, Liebe. Never worry about being alone," Kurt responded softly, kissing your temple.

Peter smiled and nodded, "Always."

You cleared your throat and took a deep breath. You loved these boys more than you would ever be able to describe, and you just hoped that one day you would be able to repay them for everything they'd done for you. Slowly and softly, making sure that you said each word seriously and full of love, you spoke to your boys, "I meant what I said. I'd crown your heads with the stars I plucked from the sky if I could. I love you both so much."

Let's just say many happy tears were shed amongst the three of you.

Slipping off your suit you were quick to reach for your shorts and one of Peter's t-shirts. But it quickly disappeared with a 'whish' that made you pout as you turned to see Peter holding them by the door. It was often like this between you and Peter. Constantly flirting, the sexual tension high between you two... ignoring the fact that you were a virgin and that you were madly in love with Peter and had been for as long as you could remember.

Peter and you had grown up together, so despite the fact that you two weren't a couple, you always were this way. Changing in front of the other, showering with the other in the bathroom getting ready, teasing each other about anyone you looked at for slightly just too long.

"Peter Maximoff, give me my clothes," You spoke sternly, crossing your arms and unintentionally pushing your breasts up for Peter to get a better view of.

He shrugged, "I like you better with them off."

You rolled your eyes, "It's not fair if I'm the only one in their underwear."

Within a blink, Peter was in nothing but his boxers, smiling cheekily before appearing right in front of you, "Y'know darling, when you cross your arms like that, you're really just giving me a better show."

Immediately you dropped your arms, going to swat Peter's arm but before you got the chance you were plopping onto the bed. You frowned at Peter who stood right beside where you lay on the bed, a smirk wide on his face. Your eyes roamed over his body, heat rising to your cheeks as you saw the slight tent that was rising in his boxers. Peter couldn't like you that way... could he?

"Geez Pete seems like you're the one giving me a show," You smirked as you teased him.

Peter's eyes shifted before he was suddenly hovering over you, "I could give you a show.. oh I could give you a good show."

You gulped as one of his hands placing itself on your cheek before he slowly lowered his lips. Sparks. Fireworks. Warm tingles radiating throughout your whole body. There was no proper way to express the pure joy radiating throughout your body as your lips finally met Peter's. It was needy, both of you had been waiting far too long to kiss like this, to actually act upon your instincts. When you pulled away Peter's forehead connected with yours while his hands roamed down to your hips.

"Damn I've waited too long to do that," Peter groaned, squeezing your hips.

"You're telling me," You teased before realizing your position, "Wait... Pete, I'm a virgin."

"Wait, you're a virgin?"

"Oh shut up, don't act like you don't know. You never let any guys near me."

At this Peter laughs, kissing your cheek, "You're mine, now let me show you a good time,"

Peter smiled before attaching his lips to your neck, kissing and sucking, making his way down. Your hands find his silver locks and you pull, smiling at the groan he emits. He's gentle with you, unclasping your bra and pulling it off you agonizingly slow as he continues to kiss, now on your breasts. His hand finds the way between your legs, rubbing your clothed pussy and eliciting a loud moan.

Peter takes his time, his mouth suckling your nipple while one hand rubs your clit and the other kneads your other breast. You're slightly amazed how he remains only balanced on his elbow before he switches. His mouth switches to your other nipple while his hands switch, only this time he slides two fingers in, causing you to moan loudly.

"Keep quiet," Peter hisses against your boob.

You give a tug on his hair, prompting a groan from him that makes you smile, "Don't be gentle. Just 'cause I'm a virgin doesn't mean I haven't masturbated."

Peter hums in response, adding a third finger, and begins thrusting in quickly. You bite your lip as your hands tighten in his hair. Within a few seconds, he's detaching his mouth from your nipple, only to attach it to your clit. His pace is relentless, and if you didn't know him so well you might've accused him of using his mutation on you. He smiles at your reaction, enjoying the show you were giving him.

"Too long," You moan as he pulls his fingers out.

"Such a good girl. Always have been," He praises you as he pulls away slightly, "So responsive for me, how long have you thought of this?"

"I'll go gentle for this," Peter smiles lovingly at you, lining himself up with your entrance, "That is if you still want this. We don't have to do any of this. I know it's quite sudden."

"No, please, ruin me. Please, Pete."

A smirk rises to his face at your needy request before he slowly begins to push in. You claw at his shoulders, nodding each time as Peter asks if you're okay. After he is fully in -and holy shit he's huge- he stays still until you nod for him, breathlessly telling him it's okay to continue. He starts slowly, pulling out and thrusting in until you slowly begin to moan again.

Your quiet moans begin to fill the room as Peter picks up pace, thrusting into you. His head drops as he nestles into your neck, kissing and nipping as he thrusts. His soft grunts float up to your ears, which only make you feel even more consumed by bliss.

Peter Maximoff, your best friend since you were three, was currently thrusting himself into you in the most intimate way possible. You had, dreamed of this moment for far too long, and judging by Peter's grunts, he had too.

"So good.. oh, so good darling. You're such a.. a.. good girl for me. O-oh, I've waited so long for this," Peter groaned into your neck, "Oooh, you feel so good, darling."

"P-Pete," You moaned softly, your hands finding his silver hair once more and tugging, "I'm g-gonna cum."

"Cum for me good girl, cum for me."

His words slammed you over the edge, your walls clenching tightly around Peter as you orgasm. It didn't take him much longer, stilling inside you as he followed. He collapsed against you, using his arms to hold up some of his weight while he kissed your shoulder.

"You did so good darling."

"Pete, I... I love you."

"I love you too, was it not obvious enough?"

You both laughed as he lifted his head, "I'd be lost without you."

He chuckled into your neck before pulling back to look at you, "I'll take you against that fucking wall if I have to."

You smiled, giving a quick kiss to his lips before pulling back, "I missed you too babe but we do live in a school, with actual children present."

Once again, within a blink you appeared in Peter and your room, his lips immediately reconnecting with yours in a kiss that sent warmth directly down between your legs. You couldn't help the moan that escaped your lips as Peter lifted you and walked towards your bed, laying you down without ever breaking the kiss. He pulled back to allow you both to catch air, smiling as he kissed down your neck and to your collarbones.

"I haven't seen you in so long, I need you," Peter hummed, pulling off your shirt.

"Mmm, I need you too."

Your clothes were quickly discarded, Peter determined to fuck you as soon as possible, which meant even foreplay was forgotten. Not that you minded, seeing Peter this desperate for you turned you on in ways you couldn't previously imagine. He wasted no time in aligning himself with your entrance, looking over your face to make sure you were okay with this. You nodded frantically before he was filling himself with you.

No matter how many times you would do it with Peter each time was like the first. He stretched you and filled every part of you perfectly, eliciting sinful moans from you. After allowing a minute for you to adjust he began to thrust in and out of you. Your moans began to fill the room as he sent a blissful pace, oh how it had been far too long.

"You like this princess? You sound like you love the way my cock fills you."

You moaned even louder at Peter's words, whining when he reached down to rub your clit, "Y-yes, oh fuck it's been too long."

"Far too long," Peter grunted as he kept his pace, "I won't stop until you pass out."

You moaned once again at his words, desperately fisting the sheets below you as you attempt to remain somewhat quiet. He thrust into you relentlessly, filling you each time, hitting that spot that nobody else ever had. Warmth ran through your body as your stomach knotted, tingles shooting through you in pure satisfaction.

"Fuck Peter... oh god... Peter, I'm g-gonna cum!" You cried out loudly, your hands leaving the sheets to claw at his shoulders.

"Cum then baby, cum all over me."

His words sent you over the edge, clenching tightly around him as your legs shook violently. Your orgasm washed over you in intense pleasure, your moans just short of a scream as your vision blackened around the edges from the intense bliss. With a few more thrusts Peter was stilling, filling you with his warm cum with a deep groan.

He plopped down beside you, pulling you into his arms and smiling widely as your legs still very gently twitched, "That was amazing."

"Beyond amazing," You gasped as you panted heavily with Peter.

After resting for another minute you sat up, mumbling about going to get water. Peter watched as you yanked on his shirt and walked towards your desk. His eyebrows furrowed as he watched you stop, swaying slightly as his name left your mouth in a whisper before you collapsed to the floor.

"Y/n!" Peter yelped, by your side in less than a second and rolling you over, "Fuck! Baby.. baby wake up, please. I didn't actually want you to pass out."

Slowly, your eyes opened and you smiled up at Peter, "I got up too quickly."

He sighed, yanking you into his chest, "You scared me half to death."

"'M sorry," You mumbled leaning into Peter's chest, "I'm glad you're home."

• The rest would be history. You'd stay up all night talking, not giving a single care about losing sleep. You'd discuss anything and everything. From Star Wars to Wolverine's hairstyle choice, you'd talk about all possible topics.

• Kurt 100% leaves cute sticky notes for both Peter and you.

• Peter most definitely sneaks snacks and drinks for you and Kurt 24/7. Like, if you even mention that you were just thinking about food, not even that you necessarily wanted it, just that something reminded you of that food/drink, 2 seconds later you would have it in your hands with Peter smiling like a goof in front of you.

• Now I gotta tell you, Kurt and Peter were both immediately drawn to your personality. They'd been flirting with each other for a while when you came along, and both became secretly worried they'd have to give one another up to have you.

• But then you casually mentioned one time that you liked the idea of a polyamorous relationship. It was like the angels had brought you specifically for them.

• They both loved your chaotic side, especially Peter because come on, he's literally the most chaotic X-Men, and he loved the idea of being chaotic with you.

• While they both knew that you weren't just sunshine and chaos, Kurt was the one that took extra attention to the softer sides of you.

• Once the three of you established a relationship, you wasted no time in fully unleashing your motherly, loving side, feeling that you not only trusted them enough, but you wanted them to be the ones to see it.

• You'd always make sure they'd eaten, that they'd had enough water. You'd remind Peter that he needed to eat more than just Twinkies, and you'd remind Kurt to rest after missions because you knew how draining it was for him to teleport so many people. You'd always be their support when things got tough, sometimes even going to therapy with them if they needed it.

• At first, both the boys just naturally absorbed all your love without any second thoughts, still enjoying your chaotic moments but truly appreciating the sweet, soft moments you'd share. Appreciating all the love and affection you'd give the two boys who hadn't experienced too much of it in their lives.

• Peter was the first to notice that you'd reserved your soft side for them.

• While Kurt was equally attentive, he didn't notice the drastic change because you weren't chaotic with him like you always were with Peter.

• Peter noticed it when you'd been under a tree at the mansion, cuddling with the boys and reminding them they needed to pack for the upcoming mission when Jean and Scott had arrived. You'd switched immediately to be more bubbly and outgoing, happily fitting in with all the mutants around you.

• Peter remained silent, waiting until the three of you had retreated to your room to confront you.

• "Hey, love?"

• "Yea, Pete?"

• "You know you don't have to be calm when you're with us, right? We love you regardless."

• "Oh! No... I... I just, I want to keep that side for you guys," You smiled softly, "My loving, motherly, overprotective side is reserved just for my two boys."

• You'd never seen the two of them start crying faster.

• They'd felt so loved and appreciated because holy fuck you'd reserved this unique part of your personality just for them, and oh my god, they'd never been more in love with you. I mean, not only did you not care about being human around all these mutants, but you loved them, and you were nothing but yourself with them.

• You'd been called away by Jubilee only moments later, and they'd watched as you happily skipped off, linking arms with the mutant and immediately striking up a conversation.

• "We are so definitely marrying them."