I don't do smut. I was just listening to a very dirty song and it gave inspiration and to do this
This does not technically classify as smut. ;) enjoy.

Peter grabbed Y/N's waist and pulled her into his room.

She let out a small gasp in surprise as he closed to door,

"What about Aunt May?" She asked, raising a eyebrow.

"She's not home." Peter said, smirking a little.

He latched his lips to her collarbone and kissed her. His arm traveled up her waist to her back, pulling her close to him.

Her breaths where a little faster as her finger tips ran through Peters hair.

"What happened to the shy nerd I knew?" Y/N teased as Peters kissed ran up her neck.

"We are teenagers." He kissed her jaw. "Live a little."

Y/N rolled her eyes a little and pushed him into his bed and climbed over him, pulling off her shirt.

"I hope you brought protection." She winked.

"Was that a intentional." Peter asked.

Their faces where millimeters apart, "Maybe." She whispered and pressed her lips against his lips.

Ragged breathes where heard in the room as Y/N pulled Peters shirt off.

Peter pushed her over so he was on top and kissed her belly button up to her chest, listening to her jagged breaths. Her nerves tingled as she lightly pulled on Peters hair, getting a low groan from Peter.

Y/N blushed as Peter's hand wrapped around her stomach.

"It's ok, I have some fat on my thighs." Peter assured her, "Not exactly your dream thigh gap."

Y/N scoffed, "Please, Spider-Man with fat thighs?"

Peter planted kissed on her shoulders trailing to her chest, "Believe or not."

Y/N smirked, "We'll see, won't we?"

Peter's kissed where quickly trailing to her lower stomach.

Y/N's fingers played with his hair as Peter planted kissed closer to where she was comfortable. Her shorts where then pulled off.

"We'll see."

When his lips touched her thighs, Y/N quickly got up and straddled Peter. "Oh no, pretty boy, you're not teasing me before I tease you."

"Did you just call me pretty." Peter asked, raising his eyebrow.

Her palm pressed against his groin. Then watching Peter clench his jaw and his face burning red.

She smirked, "I did."

;) I'm afraid I'll have to cut you off there.
Sorry, not sorry for leaving you sexually frustrated.