Requested by Aarshe__: Y/N and Peter are in Prague for the school trip. They sneak out to go to the bridge nearby, where Peter asks her out. One thing leads to another and they get intimate.

I sat in my hotel room, my foot nervously tapping against the carpeted floor as I waited for news that Peter was safe. Mr Harrington had gotten us all tickets to go and see an opera in town, which sounded boring as fuck, but it was at least something to do still. I had been looking forward to sitting next to my best friend and crush, Peter, during it, but then he rushed off before it had started. After having called me pretty, I might add, but that wasn't important. I had followed him out to see where he was going, and next thing I knew, I'd been in the middle of the Night Monkey and Mysterio fighting one of those monster things. It had been terrifying and I still didn't know if Peter was safe. We'd been best friends since early childhood, and I had been deeply in love with him for almost all of that time. So when we'd both gotten onto the science trip that would take us to places like Venice, Prague and London, I had been very excited at the thought that something would finally happen between us. I sighed and bit my lip as my gaze moved down to look at the web-covered contraption that was sitting on the bed next to me. I picked it up and looked at it, my mind full of questions as I studied the piece of technology that I didn't recognise. This 'Night Monkey' had pulled it off of the 'elemental' during the fight, and I was lucky enough for it to have landed just behind me in the alleyway that I'd been hiding in. But it was covered in webs. I studied it further, my eyebrows furrowing as I gently plucked a line of the white substance. I wasn't a stupid girl, and I had enough common sense to reasonably guess that the 'Night Monkey' was actually Spider-Man, just in black so that he wouldn't be recognised. The question was, though, what was he doing all the way in Europe, instead of back in Queens? I didn't know.

"Peter, oh thank god!" My eyes widened, my thoughts snapping back as I heard Mr Harrington's relieved voice from the landing outside of my room. I shot up to my door and flung it open, my eyes widening further at the sight of our teacher holding my best friend's head into his shoulder.

"You're not dead, thank god!" Mr Harrington laughed before looking at all of us.

"Get packed, kids, we head back to the States tomorrow. School has deemed the trip no longer safe, so we're calling it. Only took them two attacks, but never mind." he chuckled before heading into his room. Peter sighed and shook his head before his gaze flicked to me. His eyes widened as I rushed out of my room and towards him.

"Y/N, I'm so sorry-."

"You asshole." I choked before tightly wrapping my arms around his neck in a hug. He returned it immediately, his arms curling around my waist and holding me into his body as he buried his face into my hair.

"I thought that you were dead, Pete." I cried into his shoulder. I heard him sigh before he pulled away slightly, but only enough to look at my face.

"I'm sorry. I left to go to the bathroom at the opera, and then heard stuff going on outside. I went out to see what was happening and before I knew it, I was swept away with the crowds running from whatever that thing was. I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to leave you, and I definitely didn't mean to let you believe that I was dead." he gulped and shook his head. I sighed and gave him a small smile as I cupped his cheek with my hand.

"It's okay, I understand. I'm just glad that you're safe, to be honest. My heart was breaking at the thought that you were hurt, or worse." I admitted. He looked at me.

"It was?" he asked hopefully, his lips threatening to break into a small smile. I gulped again and bit my lip, my heart starting to pound more harshly. I wasn't about to accidentally reveal my true feelings for him, and so I had to tread carefully here.

"Course it was, Pete. You're my best friend, I don't want to lose you." I shook my head. His smile dipped slightly, his eyes wavering at my words as he looked down.

"U-um...do you want to take a walk, or something? I need to talk to you about some stuff." he nodded as he looked back at me.

"Sure, I'd love to. I'll meet you in the lobby in five minutes?" I suggested.

"Sounds perfect." he smiled.

"Alright." I chuckled, making his smile widen as he started to walk away and I started to shut my door. I couldn't help but smile and bite my lip as I saw him do a little skip on the way to his room, making me chuckle and shake my head as I shut my door. I rested against it for a second, my heart pounding in my chest as my mind ran back over the conversation. Was it just me, or had Peter almost looked upset when I had said that he was my best friend? Maybe he felt more for me than just friendship. I didn't know if that was just me doing some wishful thinking, but it made me slightly hopeful. I smiled and bit my lip, now very excited and slightly anxious to see what he wanted to talk to me about as I started to get ready.

Peter and I walked along the street, our feet soon making contact with the bridge as we strolled along.

"This is such a beautiful country, isn't it?" I chuckled and shook my head as we looked down the river from the wall of the bridge.

"Yeah, it is. But I can still think of something more beautiful." he stated. I looked at him, my heart leaping as his eyes were already on me.

"Oh, yeah? What?" I chuckled. His eyes widened slightly, his mouth opening and closing as if he was trying to say something before he looked down.

"I, um...I invited you to go for a walk because I need to tell you something, Y/N. I need to be honest with you about something." he stated as he looked back up at me. My eyebrows furrowed at his words.

"Be honest with me about what?" I asked. He gulped harshly, the boy's gorgeous chocolate orbs wavering as he nervously fiddled with his fingers. God, he was so cute when he was nervous.

"U-um, my feelings for you. B-because, well...I don't like you as a friend, or even as a best friend. I like you as so much more. In fact, I'm pretty sure that I'm in love with you. I-I know that that may be way too much too quickly, and I'm sorry if it is, but I've felt this way about you for so long. I just find everything about you so...so...perfect. The way that you look, the way that you talk, the way that you laugh, e-everything. I love you, Y/N. And it would make my life if I could take you out on a date." he nodded. I stared at him with wide eyes and an open mouth, my mind and heart racing as I tried to process everything that he'd just told me. The love of my life...loved me back. I couldn't fucking believe it. Peter gulped harshly, a look of panic starting to overcome his features as I just stared at him.

"Please say something so that I know that I haven't just ruined our sixteen years of friendship." he gulped. I smiled and bit my lip, making his eyes widen as I curled my arms over his shoulders before leaning in and kissing him. His eyes widened further but he quickly sunk into it, his eyes fluttering shut and his hands raising to hold my waist as we kissed. He pulled me closer, making me smile against his lips as he pulled me as far into his body as he could. I broke the kiss and touched our foreheads, my eyes fluttering open to look into his.

"Wow. That wasn't what I was expecting to happen when I told you that." he admitted, making me smile and bite my lip.

"In case that didn't make it obvious, I love you too, Pete. I have for as long as I can remember. So, yes, I'd love to go on a date with you." I nodded. He breathed a sigh of relief, making me chuckle at how cute he was being.

"Thank god for that. I was fully expecting you to reject me." he chuckled.

"I'd never reject you, Pete." I reassured. He nodded and bit his lip, making me smile again at him as I leant in and gently kissed him.

"What an eventful walk that turned out to be, huh." Peter teased, making me chuckle and nod as we walked up the stairs to our rooms with our hands joined and fingers intertwined.

"It was the best walk that I've ever had." I smiled as we reached the landing outside of our rooms. Suddenly, I got a thought. I gulped, my heart starting to beat more harshly as I looked at my door. Peter and I had just admitted to loving each other, so would it really be such a bad idea? There was only one way to find out. I bit my lip and looked at him.

"Would, um, would you like to hang out in my room for a bit?" I asked. He looked at me.

"What would we do?" he chuckled nervously. I shrugged and bit my lip as I rested my hands on his chest, making him curl his arms around my waist.

"Whatever we want to." I nodded. He gulped harshly, his eyes flicking between my own and my lips telling me that he was seriously considering it.

"Yeah, okay. Why not?" he smiled. I returned it and pecked his lips before taking his hand and unlocking my hotel room door. Peter walked in, me shutting and locking the door after him before turning to face him. He gave me a small smile, making me return it as he walked towards me. His hand tentatively raised to cup my cheek underneath my hair, making me gulp and look at him.

"Is this okay, babe?" he asked quietly.

"Anything that you do is okay." I reassured. He nodded and gave me a small smile before leaning down and gently kissing me. I returned it, my eyes fluttering shut and my hands raising to hold his face as I kissed him. He deepened the kiss, making me smile into it as he slid his tongue into my mouth. We started to make out slowly, his hands pulling my body further into his as we started to walk backwards to the bed. I broke the kiss and gently pushed Peter back onto the bed, making him look up at me with a smirk as he sat down on the sheets. I straddled him and leant down to join our lips again, his hands holding my thighs and mine holding his face as I gently pushed him down onto the bed.

"Fuck, angel, you'll be the death of me." he mumbled against my lips. I smirked at his words as I broke the kiss and moved my lips down to his neck, quiet sighs and moans leaving his mouth as I started to leave open-mouthed and nippy kisses on his skin. I just hoped that no one would notice the hickeys that would appear in the next few days. I started to unbutton his shirt, my lips moving down to his collarbone as my fingers pulled the shirt apart. That's when I noticed the abs.

"Oh my god." I scoffed, my eyes widening as I sat up on Peter and raked my gaze down his incredibly in shape body. I looked at him.

"I knew that you were healthy, Pete, but shit. How the fuck did you get in such good shape?" I chuckled. He looked at me.

"I work out." he shrugged. I smirked and shook my head, making him return it as I leant down to kiss him again. He returned it, his hands squeezing my thighs and his fingertips slightly making their way underneath the hem of my shorts as we kissed. I broke the kiss again and moved down his body, my lips making contact with the space in between his pecs.

"Babe, please, I need you." he gulped, his hand going down to my hair as I kissed down his abs and towards the edge of his jeans.

"That feels so good to hear you say." I smirked. He returned it and bit his lip, his eyes glued to me as I quickly unbuckled his belt before undoing the button and zip on his jeans. He lifted his ass so that I could pull his jeans down, his boxers coming down with them to allow his now rock-hard dick to spring free. I gently wrapped my fingers around it, making Peter suck in a breath at the feeling. I smirked and bit my lip at him as I leant down and started to gently lick his tip.

"Fuck, angel." he moaned, his eyes fluttering shut and his head resting back against the pillow as I started to kitten-lick his slit. I continued that action, my lips gradually working their way around his head before I fully took him into my mouth.

"Jesus Christ!" he exclaimed, his hand tightening around my hair and his back arching off of the bed as I started to bob my head up and down on him. I smirked in response to his reaction, my lips massaging the sides of his shaft as my tongue swirled around his tip.

"Fuck, that feels so good, shit." He grunted as he looked down at me.

"You enjoying yourself up there, Pete?" I teased.

"Fuck yes. But I want you." he nodded. I raised my eyebrow at him, his dick falling from my mouth as I sat up and straddled him again.

"Good. Because I want you too." I nodded. He returned it and leant up to kiss me again. I returned it, my hands on his face pulling him closer as his hand moved from my thigh. He sat up underneath me, me still straddling him as his hand slipped into my shorts and underwear. My breath hitched as his fingertips gently started to play with my folds. He smirked into the kiss at my reaction, my eyes fluttering shut at the feeling.

"Pete." I moaned quietly as I broke the kiss and dropped my head to his shoulder.

"Does that feel good, baby?" he cooed softly, his lips pressing to my head as his fingers started to gently rub my clit.

"So good, Pete, please." I choked. I gasped into his skin, my mouth falling open and my eyes squeezing shut as I felt him push his finger into me.

"Fucking hell." I moaned, making his smirk once again widen as he started to thrust his finger in and out of me. His pace gradually increased, my moans going straight into his ear and my hands tightly gripping his shoulders as the knot steadily started to build up in my stomach. Somehow his finger was managing to just about brush my g-spot with every thrust into me, sending me into worlds of pleasure before I even got my orgasm.

"Please, Pete, I want more." I nodded as I started to kiss his neck again. After all, if him fingering me felt this good, I could only imagine what him fucking me would feel like. He looked at me.

"You sure, angel?" he checked. I nodded again, my teeth gently scraping his skin one more time before I stood from his lap. I quickly undid my shorts and pulled them down my legs, my panties coming down immediately after as Peter rid himself of his shirt. He grabbed a condom from his wallet before looking at me, a small smile developing onto his lips as I pulled my t-shirt over my head before unclipping my bra so that I was now completely naked in front of him. That was when I noticed him staring at me.

"What?" I chuckled nervously. He shook his head and bit his lip, his lips pressing to my stomach as his hands held my waist.

"You're just beautiful, babe. That's all." he reassured. I couldn't help but smile at his words, my heart warm with love for him as I leant down and kissed him again. He returned it, his hand cupping my cheek and pulling me closer as I climbed on top of him again. I took the condom from him and opened it, our lips staying pressed to each other as we made out and I gently rolled the condom onto him. I broke the kiss and looked at him.

"You ready, Pete?" I asked quietly.

"More than." he smiled. I returned it and bit my lip before looking down. I gently sunk onto him, small sighs and moans leaving both of our lips as I sat down on top of him until his dick was completely gone.

"Fuck, angel, you feel amazing." Peter moaned, his hands tightly gripping my hips as my hands placed themselves flat against his abs.

"So do you, shit." I choked.

"Move, baby, please." he nodded. I returned it, my hands on his perfect body giving me the support that I needed as I raised my hips. I sunk back down onto him, moans leaving both of our lips as I started to ride him. I developed a steady pace of raising and falling onto him every few seconds, my pace speeding up the more that the knot started to build in my stomach. Soon enough my ass was slapping against his thighs, Peter also thrusting up to meet my movements as I fucked him.

"How has it taken us this long to do this, you feel so fucking good." he grunted with a shake of his head as his gaze glued itself to my pussy engulfing his dick.

"Lack of communication, that's how." I nodded matter-of-factly. Peter laughed in response, though it soon died as more moans radiated from our lips. The sound of my ass slapping against his legs bounced off of the walls, the smell of sex all around us as we continued to fuck each other into next week. My mouth fell open, my eyes fluttering shut at the feeling as every time that I sunk back down onto Peter, the knot in my stomach got even tighter.

"Baby-shit, I don't know how much longer I'll last." he shook his head, the fact that his hands were gripping my hips with more strength telling me that Peter was also fast approaching his climax.

"It's okay, I'm almost there too." I nodded. He returned it before suddenly sitting up underneath me. I cried out in pleasure, his new position making him go even deeper into me as he leant up and joined our lips. I returned it and continued to ride him, his hands roaming my back and holding me as closely into his body as I'd go as we made out. I choked against his lips, my fingers starting to pull on his curls as I felt my orgasm on the verge of being released. Until it was there.

"Pete, fuck, shit." I moaned against his lips, my legs shaking and my eyes squeezing shut as the knot broke. Wave after wave of pleasure swept through me, my body on cloud nine as the powerful feeling came over me.

"Shit, angel." Peter moaned as he came seconds later, the boy's nails slightly scratching at the skin of my back and his bulging arms pulling me even closer as he came into the condom. We panted heavily into each other's mouths, sweat caking both of our bodies as we just sat there and came down from our highs. Peter broke the kiss and rested his head on my shoulder, making me chuckle tiredly as I gently ran my fingers through his hair.

"That was amazing." he spoke quietly as I climbed off of him and laid down on my bed as he stood up to bin the condom.

"It really was. I just can't believe that it's taken so long for us to finally have sex." I chuckled, making him smile as he crawled into the bed beside me and put the covers over both of our bodies.

"In our defence, we were stuck in the cliche of neither of us knowing that the other person felt the same. It's not our fault that we were both so good at hiding our feelings." he teased. I laughed and shook my head as I looked at him.

"True." I nodded before I realised something. My eyes widened.

"Oh, my god, look at this, you'll find this awesome." I chuckled as I sat up in bed.

"What?" he asked, his hand gently brushing my lower back as I held the sheets against my chest and grabbed the contraption that I had found from the desk.

"So, you weren't the only one who got caught up in the fight between Mysterio, the Night Monkey and those monster things. I found this during the fight. It must have come off or something." I shrugged as I showed it to Peter. His eyebrows furrowed and he sat up to get a closer look.

"O-oh, yeah, it must be. That's super cool." he chuckled, almost nervously. My eyebrows furrowed, his response being far from how I had expected him to react. Why did he sound like that?

"But you know what's even cooler, Pete? Those are webs. You know who doesn't have webs? The Night Monkey. But do you know who does? Spider-Man." I nodded as I looked at him. He gulped harshly, his eyes wavering slightly as he stared at the contraption. Why did he look like he was trying not to say something?

"So, um, w-what are you thinking?" he asked as he looked at me. My eyebrows furrowed even more, his responses making me so confused. Knowing him, I had expected him to be rushing around the room to find his tools to analyse this piece of futuristic tech. But instead, he looked utterly terrified.

"I'm thinking that there is no Night Monkey. The guy in the black suit is Spider-Man, just dressed up differently so that he's not recognised. But now I want to know why you started acting weird the second that I mentioned all of that stuff." I scoffed. His eyes widened, his cheeks turning bright red as he looked at me.

"N-no, I, just, um..."

"Peter, why are you suddenly acting so weird?" I pushed. He groaned and looked down, his fingers pinching the bridge of his nose before he looked back at me.

"Fine, okay, yeah. Fuck, okay, the fact that I love you isn't the only secret that I've been keeping from you. There's one more thing that I need to tell you." he stated. My eyes widened slightly, my heart starting to thump more harshly in my chest. What else could he possibly have lied to me about? I knew that I'd lied to him about my feelings too, but that was the only secret that I'd kept from him. Turned out that he had more.

"Okay. What is it?" I asked. He gulped, his eyes wavering as he looked at me. I returned the look, my heart and mind terrified of what he was about to say. I had no idea what I was in for.