Requested by _soeen: Y/N is a famous choreographer and Peter is an actor who wants to learn different types of dances. When he goes to Y/N for lessons, he sees her doing Lisa from Blackpink's solo "SWALLA" dance. He gets turned on and one thing leads to another.

Peter's P.O.V

Peter turned the engine off to his car before climbing out and looking at the tall building that he was standing in front of. He bit his lip, his heart already starting to race. Peter Parker was a famous actor, mainly known in his roles in Hollywood blockbusters. His most recent role was that of a dancer from California, the story-line being that he fell in love with his dance partner who was engaged to another man. The problem with this role...was that Peter couldn't dance for shit. And so when his agent had hired famous choreographer, and Peter's celebrity crush Y/N Y/L/N to teach the Queens boy how to dance, he had jumped at the opportunity. Y/N was incredible in every way possible. For starters, she was absolutely beautiful, and her body was stunning due to the fact that she danced. And then they were the dances themselves. Peter had watched several of them on YouTube, and the way that she moved her body, well...it did something to him. She'd roll her body, she'd roll around on the floor, she'd thrust her hips in a way that didn't look distasteful but elegant instead. She was perfect, and Peter was very excited to meet her. He headed into the building where her studio was based, the boy immediately walking to the elevator and getting in. He pressed the button for her studio, his foot tapping nervously against the floor as the metal box lifted him to the correct level. It stopped and Peter got out before pushing the door open for the studio. He walked in and looked around, his eyebrows furrowing at the emptiness of the lobby.

"Hello? Is anyone here?" he called out. Suddenly, he heard music start to play. He looked into the dance room through the window in the door, his eyes widening slightly as he saw her. Y/N. And she was dancing amazingly.

"Fuck." Peter mumbled quietly, his eyes seemingly glued to the girl as she moved her gorgeous body in ways that, frankly, were turning him on immensely already. She rolled her hips and jutted her shoulders as the song played. Peter's throat dried, his mouth hanging open. He bit his lip, a small but sure tent starting to form in his pants as he continued to watch the girl move in beautiful ways. He moaned quietly, his brain filling with the most filthy thoughts about the girl as her body dropped to the floor and she thrust her ass into the air. Peter would have loved to be behind her at that moment. She rolled over and peeled her back off of the floor before raising her head. Her hair fell over her shoulder as she sat up, her gaze on the mirror as she stood back up and continued to dance. The music stopped and she struck her final pose, making Peter gulp again. His eyes widened as suddenly, her gaze moved to him.

"Oh, shit." he hissed as he shot away from the door.

Y/N's P.O.V

My body dropped to the floor, my chest pressing against the laminate wood as I thrust my ass into the air in time with the music. I rolled over and peeled my back off of the floor, my head lolling back as I picked it up before looking at the mirror. My hair fell over my shoulder as I stood up, my hips swinging and my shoulders jutting as I finished the dance. I struck my final pose, my chest rising and falling as I panted heavily. Suddenly, I got the feeling that I was being watched. I looked to the door, my eyebrows furrowing and a slight chuckle leaving my lips as I saw who I suspected to be Peter Parker jolting away from the door. I smirked to myself, my heart still racing as I grabbed my towel. When I had been hired to teach Peter Parker how to dance, I had almost squealed out of excitement. The guy was an insanely talented actor, not to mention very attractive too. I had watched all of his movies, not just for his acting skills, but also for the way that his biceps would flex, his beautiful hazel curls would flop over his equally stunning chocolate eyes, and the way that his gorgeous body would be shown off in the odd shirtless scene. Yeah. I'd let that man fuck me any day. I grabbed my water and took a swig before walking to the door and opening it. I looked out, a chuckle leaving my lips as Peter sat on one of the chairs with his hands in his sweatpant pockets. This fucker was trying to pretend that he wasn't just watching me.

"Peter?" I asked, making him look at me. His eyes widened slightly, a barely noticeable blush on his cheeks as he stood up.

"Y/N, it's great to meet you." he chuckled as he hugged me. My eyes widened, a tingling starting to form in between my legs as I felt his boner press into my thigh as we hugged.

"Oh, um, I think that you have a little situation here, Pete." I chuckled. His eyes widened and he blushed harshly as he looked down at the tent in between his legs.

"Fuck, I'm so sorry, I um...I won't lie, I was watching you dance, and, Jesus, I don't know, you just looked amazing, and I guess, well...natural urges took over." he smiled sheepishly. I bit my lip, the cogs whirring in my mind at his confession that my dancing had made him hard. Maybe something could happen here.

"Sorry, just to clarify...my dancing did that to you? You got turned on me?" I smirked and bit my lip. He looked at me, the blush lessening as his brain clearly started to catch on to what I was implying.

"Yeah. Yeah, it did." he admitted with a nod. I moved closer to him, the boy gulping harshly as he looked at my lips.

"Well, and feel free to say no to this proposition, but how about instead of me teaching you how to dance, we do something else together instead?" I mumbled as I gently placed my hand over his bulge. His eyes fluttered shut, a quiet moan leaving his lips as his hand raised and pulled me closer by my waist.

"What you're suggesting sounds a lot better than learning how to dance." he nodded. I returned it and smirked, Peter also smirking as I grabbed his hand and pulled him through to the locker room. I turned around and immediately smashed our lips together, Peter's hands cupping my face and pulling me closer as I also held his face. He deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping into my mouth and dominating the kiss as we started to make out. I tugged at the bottom of his tank top, him briefly breaking the kiss to pull it off before grabbing my waist and joining our lips again. He pinned me to the lockers and held my hands by my head, making my smirk into the kiss as he intertwined our fingers.

"You're so fucking hot, angel." he mumbled as he moved his lips down to my neck.

"So are you, Pete." I returned, my eyes fluttering shut as he left open-mouthed and nippy kisses against my skin. Peter pulled my sports bra over my head, leaving me in just my booty shorts as his lips moved down to my collarbone. His hands roughly groped my breasts, making me moan and arch my back off of the lockers as he kissed down the valley of my breasts. He got onto his knees in front of me and pulled my booty shorts down. He looked up at me through his eyelashes, making me smirk and rest my hands into his hair as he pulled my thong down. He hooked one of my legs over his shoulders, his lips pressing kisses to the insides of my thigh.

"Please, Pete, do something." I whined, making him smirk up at me.

"Well, since you asked so nicely." he teased before attaching his lips to my clit. I moaned immediately, my head going back against the lockers and my fingers tugging on Peter's hair as he started to eat me out. His lips sucked on my clit, his tongue dipping in and out of me as his strong hand gripped my thigh that was resting on his shoulder.

"Pete, fuck." I moaned, my eyes squeezing shut as pleasure started to flow through me. I bit my lip so harshly that I could taste blood as the boy feverishly ate me out, as if I was his last meal on Earth. I gasped, my fingers harshly tugging at his hair and making him moan into my clit as he gently pushed a finger into me. He thrust the digit in and out of me, my legs getting weaker every time that the tip hit my g-spot and sent yet more pleasure coursing through me.

"Right there, fuck, shit!" I cried out as my head pressed against the locker doors and my back arched as far as it would.

"You getting close, princess?" Peter mumbled against me, making me bite my lip as him speaking only added to the vibrations of pleasure.

"Fuck, yes, don't stop." I shook my head. He smirked against my clit, his finger slamming into me and hitting my g-spot every time as the knot started to build up in my stomach. I choked, my mouth hanging open and my fingers harshly pulling at the boy's hair as his lips, tongue and finger worked to get me to the edge. Until I was there. He flicked his tongue once more, making me moan loudly as my orgasm hit me. My leg shook against his shoulder, his hand on my thigh supporting me as waves of pleasure washed over me. I panted heavily, my eyes fluttering open as Peter gently removed his finger from me before standing up and pulling his rock-hard dick out of his sweatpants.

"Was that good, babe?" he smirked, making me return it as he wrapped my legs around his waist and lifted me up before pinning me to the locker.

"You know the answer to that, Pete." I teased, making him bite his lip and nod.

"Do you have a condom?" he mumbled as he leant down and started to gently kiss my neck.

"I'm on birth control, we're good." I reassured.

"Perfect." he smirked before pushing into me. My eyes fluttered shut, a moan leaving my lips as my head rested back against the lockers.

"Fuck, babe." Peter grunted into my neck as he bottomed out, his strong arms holding me up.

"Move, Pete, please." I nodded. He returned it, his lips starting to nip at my skin as he pulled out before shoving back into me. The action made me cry out, my fingers tugging at the hairs at the nape of his neck as he started to pound into me. My back collided with the lockers every time as Peter raised his spare hand and placed it on the locker by my head in order to support himself and me.

"Fuck, you feel amazing, angel." he moaned into my neck.

"So do you, Jesus." I choked, my eyes squeezing shut as the knot quickly started to build again. The sounds of the lockers clanging and skin slapping together filled the locker room as Peter slammed into me, his hips jutting against mine with every move. The room stank of sex and sweat, though the scent only added to my feeling of pleasure as I got increasingly close to my second orgasm of the day.

"You getting close, sweetheart?" Peter mumbled into my skin.

"So close." I nodded. He returned it before leaning up and smashing our lips together hungrily. I returned the kiss, my hands gripping his shoulders as our tongues fought for dominance and our teeth clashed together harshly. Ultimately, though, Peter won. His thrusts started to get erratic, telling me that he was close to cumming as he continued to pound into me. He leant his hand down between us and started to viciously rub my clit with his thumb, making me cry out against his lips as the introduction of the external pleasure sent me over the edge.

"Peter, fuck." I moaned into his mouth, my eyes squeezing shut and my legs shaking around his waist as my second orgasm hit me like a truck.

"Shit, angel, Jesus." Peter moaned as he came seconds later, his body tensing and stilling before slowly thrusting again to ride us both through our highs. We panted heavily, my eyes fluttering shut in exhaustion as Peter broke the kiss and rested his head on my neck. He softly pulled out of me, making me hiss at the empty feeling as he gently put me back down. I looked at him.

"I think that that's the best sex that I've ever had." I nodded, making Peter smirk as he put his dick back into his sweatpants and I started to put my clothes back on.

"Yeah, babe? Well, I'd love to do it again sometime." he spoke as he curled his arms around my waist and I rested my hands on his chest. I furrowed my eyebrows at him, my lips pursed and trying not to smirk as I looked up at him.

"Are you asking me out, Pete?" I chuckled.

"That's exactly what I'm doing, yes." he smiled and nodded, making me laugh.

"I'd love to go out with you, Peter. After the dance lesson that I was supposed to be giving you." I smirked.

"Yeah, okay, that's a fair deal." he chuckled. I nodded and bit my lip before taking his hand and starting to pull him out of the locker room, a squeal leaving my lips as he slapped my ass on the way out.