Requested by marvelbitch11: Y/N and Peter end up in the same situation as Nat and Steve in 'Winter Soldier'. They have to act like a couple and end up kissing. When they get to a safe spot, things get steam.

"You called us?" Peter asked, making Tony look up at us as we walked into the control room.

"Yes, I have a mission for you kids. Tell me if you recognise this guy." he nodded as he clicked a button and made slightly blurred images of a man, clearly taken without his knowledge, pop up on the screen. My eyebrows furrowed as Peter and I looked at the photos.

"That's HYDRA agent Brock Rumlow." I scoffed.

"Yes, it is. He's resurfaced for the first time in years, and so we have to seize this opportunity to go for him. Fuck knows when we'll get another chance like this." Tony shook his head.

"Definitely. Where was he last spotted?" Peter asked.

"A hotel in Queens yesterday, but we have reliable sources placing him at the big mall just out of the city only thirty minutes ago. You need to leave now, but you do not engage." Tony spoke. My eyebrows furrowed, as did Peter's as we looked at each other.

"Tell me that we're not on fucking babysitting duty." I scoffed and shook my head.

"I'm sorry, but yes, kind of. Look, whilst he's pretty far up the HYDRA ladder, if we play our cards right, he could lead us to much bigger fish. So, you're going to tail him, without allowing him to see you, and then Pete, you're going to attach a tracker to him using a web so that we can see who he leads us to." Tony explained.

"Boring." I mumbled, making Peter chuckle and shake his head.

"Will you do it or not, kid? I can always send Steve and Nat if that's not fast-paced enough for you." Tony teased.

"No, no, we'll do it. We'll leave now." Peter nodded, making my breath hitch as he put his hand on my waist to start leading me out of the room. Calm down, Y/N, it's only a hand on your waist, not exactly like he's fingering you, I thought to myself.

"Alright. Have comms in and keep us updated on progress." Tony ordered.

"Will do, Mr Stark." Peter nodded, his hand still on my waist as he led me out of the control room. He turned to me as we left the room.

"Hey, you okay? You look a little hot." Peter chuckled, looking at me as we started to head down the hallway. My eyes widened slightly, my lips parting as I desperately tried to think of an acceptable answer that wasn't 'I got turned on by you putting your hand on my waist because of my massive crush on you'.

"I'm fine." I lied with a smile. He narrowed his eyes at me sceptically, but obviously decided to believe me regardless as he shrugged.

"Alright. See you at the doors in five." he nodded. I returned it, a sigh leaving my lips as we turned and went in separate directions.

Peter and I sat in the shopping mall, civilian clothes covering our bodies as we sat on the bench and waited for Rumlow. Though I was slightly distracted. Peter was sitting next to me, his body casually slumped back relaxedly next to me, his arm around me and a baseball cap on his head as we sat there. Turned out that Peter looked really fucking good in a cap, and the way that his body was slouched meant that I could see the outline of his abs against his white shirt. The abs that I'd dreamed of running my hands over too many times. Because the truth was, surprise surprise, that I really fucking liked Peter. In fact, I was pretty sure that I was in love with my best friend and partner in missions. Since I'd joined the team five years ago at age sixteen, we'd just been close, until it reached the point for me where I was in love with him. But he didn't know that. Hence why I had to try and keep myself composed whilst his fingers gently stroked up and down my arm as we waited for Rumlow. I looked over the edge of the barrier that we were sitting next to, my eyes widening as I spotted him on the level below us in the mall.

"Pete." I mumbled as I gently nudged his side with my elbow. He looked down too, his jaw clenching as he also spotted the HYDRA agent. He held his finger to his ear.

"Mr Stark, we've spotted Rumlow, we're on the move." he spoke quietly into comms as we stood up and tried to start subtly following the man.

"Remember, he can't see you. It's all over if he sees you." Tony spoke.

"No pressure." I teased, making Peter chuckle and shake his head as we headed to the escalator to go down. We got on, the moving stairs transporting down to the level that Rumlow was on. My eyes widened as he got up the ones next to us, going up. Of fucking course. Nothing could ever be easy, could it?

"Shit." I hissed quietly, making Peter look down at me as I turned to face him. His eyes flicked past me and he gulped as he saw Rumlow.

"What do we do? We can't be seen." Peter mumbled. I returned his gulp, my mind and heart racing as I tried to think of a solution. Suddenly, I thought of something. My eyes widened as I looked up at Peter, making him furrow his eyebrows at me.

"What is it? What have you got?" He asked. I sighed and bit my lip.

"Sorry in advance." I nodded before cupping his cheek. His eyes widened as I leant up and pressed our lips together. To my surprise, he immediately returned it, his hands raising to hold my waist as we kissed. He deepened it slightly, making me smirk into it as he slipped his tongue into my mouth, his hands pulling my hips against his as we made out. Both of us were aware that I'd only kissed him so that Rumlow wouldn't see us, but I could feel the realness of the kiss. Peter was returning it like it was the last chance that he'd ever get to kiss me. I broke the kiss and kept my lips hovering under Peter's, making him look at me. I gulped and returned the glance before flicking my eyes to Rumlow to check that he hadn't seen us.

"It worked, he looked away from us." I mumbled, making Peter gulp and nod as he flicked his eyes down to my lips.

"Um, yeah, good...um...can we go somewhere private?" he muttered. My eyebrows furrowed at him.

"Why, Pete-."

"Fuck, just...please." he nodded. My eyes widened slightly, my heart stopping as I saw Peter's eyes darkening. Fuck. He had been turned on by that kiss.

"Y-yeah, I guess that we could find somewhere, after we complete the mission-." Peter whipped around, his wrist being sheltered from anyone's view by my body as he clicked his web shooter. My eyes widened as he fired the tracker web at Rumlow, him unsuspecting as it stuck to his back.

"Peter, what the fuck?" I laughed quietly at how little he cared as he grabbed my hand and started to pull me down the rest of the escalator.

"Let's just say that I really want to get you alone right now." he admitted quietly. I smirked and bit my lip, a tingling sensation forming in between my legs as he pulled me off of the escalator and towards the nearest bathrooms.

"Peter, talk to me, come on." I urged, my hand still gripped in his as he rushed us to the bathroom. He looked around before opening the door and taking my waist to push me in. I turned to face him as he shut the door and locked it. He gulped and looked at me.

"I-I'm sorry for giving so little of a shit about the rest of that mission, but, um...fuck, that kiss did something to me." he scoffed and shook his head. I bit my lip, Peter's jaw clenching as I walked towards him. The poor boy was clearly trying to not lunge for me right now, but that's exactly what I wanted him to do. And I was going to make him do it.

"It's okay, Pete. Whatever that kiss made you want to do...it's okay to do it." I reassured quietly, making the boy gulp as I placed my hands on his chest.

"A-are you sure?" he double-checked. I nodded and bit my lip, my heart leaping as a small smirk curled onto his face. I was about to get fucked into oblivion. He took my face into his hands and leant down to smash our lips together hungrily. I returned the kiss, my hands also raising to his face as he gripped my hips. The kiss quickly got more intense, Peter's tongue parting my lips and forcing its way into my mouth as we started to make out hungrily. I squealed against his lips, making him smirk into it as he pulled on my thighs and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, the boy sitting me down on the sink and standing in between my legs as we continued to make out. I pulled on the curls at the nape of his neck, the action eliciting a moan from his lips as his hands feverishly pulled at my skirt. I breathed out, my eyes fluttering shut as he moved his lips down to my neck and started to leave open-mouthed and nippy kisses against my skin.

"Pete, we have to be quick, Tony will need to hear from us soon." I breathed into his ear.

"Only if you promise that we can do this again sometime." he mumbled into my skin.

"Only if you promise to ask me out on a real date, not just fuck me in a mall bathroom." I teased, making him smirk against my neck as his hands pulled my skirt up and my underwear down.

"Deal, babe." he nodded as his fingers made contact with my clit. I sucked in a breath, my eyes fluttering shut as he gently ran the digits along my clit and spread the wetness around.

"Pete, please." I moaned quietly. Before I knew it, his finger was gently pushing into me, making me gasp and lean my head forward on his shoulder as he buried the digit into my pussy.

"Fuck." I choked, my eyes squeezing shut and my hands gripping Peter's neck at the feeling.

"That feel good, angel?" Peter cooed teasingly into my ear, my head nodding as his finger thrust in and out of me. Though, two could play that game. Peter's finger continued to work me as I undid the button and zip on his jeans before reaching my hand into his own pants. I wrapped my hand around his now hard dick, his eyes fluttering shit at the feeling.

"Shit, I didn't expect that." he chuckled slightly, though it quickly disappeared into a moan as I started to work him with my hand. Quiet moans started to leave both of our lips, my eyes squeezed shut and Peter's head resting on my shoulder as we sent each other into worlds of pleasure. The knot in my stomach was starting to build up, the speed of his finger never faltering even when I had started to jack him off. But cumming on his finger wasn't what I wanted, no. I wanted more.

"Fuck me, Pete, please." I breathed into his ear, the boy moaning in response to my words as he raised his head to look at me.

"Are you sure? I don't want to make you feel forced into anything." he gulped.

"Peter, to be honest, I've had a crush on you for the longest time. Anything with you is not forced, I promise." I chuckled and shook my head. His eyes softened.

"You like me back?" he smiled. I returned it and bit my lip, my heart leaping at the word 'back'.

"Yeah, Pete, I do. But as much as I love us opening up about our feelings right now, I really need you to fuck me." I nodded bluntly. He laughed and shook his head, making me smile as he leant in and kissed me again. He slipped his tongue into my mouth, my hands holding his neck as he got a condom out of his wallet. He ripped the packet and rolled it on before gently holding my thighs around his waist. He broke the kiss and looked at me.

"You ready, angel?" he checked. I nodded and bit my lip before kissing him again. He returned it, moans and sighs coming from our mouths as he slowly pushed into me. I choked against his lips, my eyes squeezing shut as he bottomed out.

"Shit, you feel amazing." he sighed as he broke the kiss and dropped his head to my shoulder.

"So do you, Pete, move." I demanded. He nodded against my skin, his hips pulling back before slamming back into me. I cried out at the feeling, my hands tugging on his curls and my head lulling back as he started to pound into me. The knot started to build in my stomach, and I already knew that the orgasm coming would be extremely powerful from the fact that we'd basically edged each other before. But that would make it all the more better.

"Fuck, Pete." I choked, the boy leaving open-mouthed and nippy kisses on my skin and his hands tightly gripping my thighs as he pounded me into next week. I'd definitely have bruises to cover up tomorrow. I lulled my head back, my mouth hanging open at the pleasure that I was feeling as my climax got closer with every thrust into me that Peter did. And there were a lot of thrusts.

"You feel amazing, baby, fuck." Peter grunted into my neck.

"So do you, Pete, Jesus." I moaned, making him smirk against my skin. The sound of our skin slapping together bounced off of the porcelain walls, the bathroom now stenching of sex as his hips viciously snapped against mine. I could only hope that no one outside could hear us. Moans continued to leave my lips, my fingers pulling on Peter's hair as the knot in my stomach got unbearably tight. And I could tell by the way that his thrusts were getting more erratic that he was also quickly approaching his high.

"Babe, I won't last much longer." I shook my head as his hands tightened around my thighs.

"Don't worry, angel, I'm almost there too." he moaned into my neck. I gently cupped his face, making him look back up at me. I leant in and smashed our lips together again, him returning the kiss as he slid his tongue into my mouth. We made out hungrily, the kiss pushing us both to the edge as Peter's hips snapped against mine with such force that it was starting to hurt. Not in a bad way, though. The knot broke, making me moan loudly against the boy's lips as my orgasm hit me hard. My eyes squeezed shut, my fingers pulling harshly in his curls as my legs shook around his waist.

"Y/N, Jesus." Peter choked as he came seconds after, his fingernails digging into my skin and his eyes squeezing shut as he dropped thrusting. His body relaxed, both of us panting heavily into each other's mouths as we came down from the highs. My eyes fluttered open, my heart jumping as Peter's stunning orbs were already looking at me. He gave me a small smile and pecked my lips, making me bite my lip and blush harshly as he gently pulled out of me. He binned the condom, a comfortable silence engulfing us as I pulled my panties back on and my skirt down as Peter put his dick back into his jeans before doing them back up again. I bit my lip at him, unsure of what to say as he curled his arms around my waist and I put my hands against his chest.

"So, um...that was a little unexpected." he chuckled quietly, making me smile.

"I enjoyed it, though, Pete. I'm glad that it happened." I nodded. He returned it and bit his lip.

"Can I take you out sometime? Like you said, on a real date that doesn't involve fucking you in a bathroom?" he teased. I laughed and nodded as I looked into his beautiful eyes.

"Yeah, Pete. I'd love that." I admitted. He smiled in return before leaning down and gently pressing our lips together. I returned it, my hands cupping his jaw as we kissed. He broke it and looked at me.

"Come on, we better head back before Mr Stark asks us what took us so long to put the tracking chip on Rumlow." he chuckled, making me smile and nod as he unlocked the bathroom and led us out.

"The web that you fired at him, it definitely had a tracker in it, right?" I asked. He stopped, his eyes widening and his face dropping.

"Oh, fuck." he groaned, making me laugh and bite my lip as I took his hand and we headed away from the bathroom.