*Please note: this smut is a little more intense than my previous ones, it includes light bondage, so if you're not comfortable with that, please don't read it. Thank you and enjoy ;)*

"What?" I spat, making Peter gulp as I stood in front of him and Tony.

"I said, you're not going on the mission today. It's too dangerous." Tony shook his head. I gulped harshly, trying desperately to control how angry I was as I looked at Peter. He gave me a sheepish smile in return, telling me that he knew that he'd fucked up. I had joined the Avengers a year ago, but my powers had always been erratic and I'd always had issues with controlling them. I had the same powers as Wanda, so naturally, them not being in control was dangerous. Which usually worked in our favour on missions, since I'd just let myself go and would take out all enemies. When I had first joined the team, Peter and I had clicked immediately, and he'd plucked up the courage two months later to ask me out. The only downside to dating him was that he always worried about me on missions. But never had he gone as far as to try and talk Tony out of letting me come. Until now. I'd walked into the control room only a moment ago to find them talking. I had soon discovered what they were talking about due to Peter looking insanely guilty as Tony told me that I'd not be going on this mission.

"Tony, it may have escaped your notice, but every mission is dangerous." I snapped.

"This one is more so, Y/N. HYDRA are planning to launch a nuclear attack and we need to stop them." he nodded.

"Surely the one superhero who got her powers from their nuclear weapons should be the one to help stop them." I returned the nod.

"Not when your powers are still this erratic. I'm sorry, kid, but my decision is final." he spoke. I gulped, my nostrils flaring out of anger as I looked at Peter.

"I hope that you come back from the mission alive because I want to kill you myself." I nodded before turning to leave.

"Babe, come on, I'm sorry!" he yelled after me, making me roll my eyes as I stormed out of the control room.

I paced Peter and I's room, waiting for him to come back as anger still bubbled away inside of me. I had gotten word five minutes ago that everyone had returned unharmed, apart from the odd scratch and bruise. That meant that Peter would be up any minute, and boy was I going to make him regret what he'd done. As if on cue, the door opened. I turned around, making a shirtless Peter gulp as he shut the door.

"Babe, I'm sorry-."

"What the FUCK, Peter?! Since when do you get to decide what missions are too dangerous for me?!" I yelled.

"I did it because it was too dangerous! Y/N, I love you, but you still don't have complete control of your powers, and I didn't want you to get hurt, or to hurt yourself." he tried to reason.

"I wouldn't hurt myself, Peter! I'm not some weak little child that needs you to protect them! I can protect myself!" I screamed.

"Again, babe, I'm sorry, but I did it because I care about you-."

"Stop with that bullshit, Peter, just stop." I scoffed and shook my head, my hands balling into fists as I desperately tried to control my anger. Peter gulped and looked at me.

"Angel, your eyes are turning red." he nodded.

"I know. Because I'm very angry right now, and there's nowhere for it to go." I stated as I paced the floor in front of him.

"Go down to the training room, punch a bag or something." he suggested. I shook my head as I continued to pace. I didn't know why, but I wanted to make Peter pay, in a way that he least expected. And only one thing came to mind. I looked at him.

"No. I've got a better idea." I nodded before walking up to him. His eyes widened as I took his face and pulled him down into a hungry kiss. He returned it immediately, hands raising to cup my waist and pull me into his body as we started to make out. I turned us around so that Peter's back was facing the bed before breaking the kiss and pushing him down onto the bed. He landed with a bounce and rested on his elbows as he looked up at me with furrowed eyebrows.

"Is this really the best way to relieve your anger, babe?" he asked as I straddled him.

"Shut up." I scoffed as I took his neck and joined our lips again. He returned it, hands holding my thighs as I pushed him down onto the bed.

"If this is your way of punishing me, angel, it's not working." he smirked cockily as I moved my lips down to his neck.

"Don't worry, Pete, it'll work in a minute." I nodded, making him look at me as I sat back up on top of him. I started flicking my fingers, making my energy start to emerge from them. Peter's eyes widened slightly and he looked down at his wrists as my energy picked them up.

"Babe, what are you doing?" he gulped, his eyes flicking between his wrists and me as I used my energy to pin them against the headboard of our bed before holding them together so that the boy was restrained.

"I know how much you love to touch me during sex, so I'm taking that away from you. If you move too much, I'll do your legs too." I warned as I leant down and started pressing kisses to his neck again.

"Angel, come on. I get the message, I shouldn't have fucked with the mission, I'm sorry." he groaned, though the fact that I could feel him getting hard underneath me told me that he was actually enjoying this more dominant side to me.

"There's only one way for you to actually learn, babe. And it's this." I nodded, making him groan again and fidget underneath me as I kissed down his collarbone and down to his naked chest. Peter stopped fidgeting as his gaze followed me down his body, his breathing starting to become shallow as I kissed down his skin. I looked up at him through my eyelashes as I got to the band of his sweatpants, making him gulp harshly.

"Please, babe, don't tease me, please." he begged.

"You're not calling the shots right now, Pete. I am." I nodded, making him gulp and fidget again as I slowly inched his sweatpants down. His shallow breathing made me smirk, my confidence in my ability to turn my boyfriend on creeping up as I pulled his sweatpants completely off but left his tight-fitting boxers on. They were especially tight-fitting now that he was rock hard.

"Babe, please, I-I'm sorry for getting you kicked off of the mission, just, please fucking do something!" he whined. I couldn't help but let my smirk widen at how needy and desperate he was getting.

"Patience, Pete. Whining will only make me go slower." I warned, making him groan as I placed feathery kisses along his shaft through the fabric of the boxers. He continued to squirm, his legs rising and bucking underneath me. I sighed as I sat back up and looked at him.

"I did warn you." I cooed before looking at his ankles. I flicked my fingers again, making Peter's legs straighten out and split so that his feet were hanging over the edge of the bed. My energy spread to them and wrapped around his ankles before falling down so that his ankles were also now tied to the bed with my energy.

"Shit, this is torture." he groaned, now completely unable to move anything but his torso slightly as I pulled his boxers down. He hissed quietly as his dick slapped against his abs, making me bite my lip at the sight of it. I tried to ignore the increasing wetness between my legs at the sight. After all, this was about punishing him, and so I couldn't give him exactly what he wanted too soon. I crouched down in between his legs, his eyes glued to me and his breathing still shallow as he waited eagerly for my next move. I looked up at him again through my eyelashes, trying to look innocent as I stuck my tongue out and licked a line from the base of his dick right up his shaft. His eyes fluttered shut and he lulled his head back against the pillow.

"Fuck, angel." he moaned loudly, making me smirk. Time to surprise him, I thought as I stood his dick up using my hand before taking as much of him as I could into my mouth.

"Jesus!" he moaned loudly, his head lifting back up to look at me as I started sucking him off. I bobbed my head up and down, my hand massaging the parts of him that I couldn't get into my mouth.

"I thought you said that this was a punishment, babe. Doesn't feel like it." he smirked cockily, his eyes fluttering shut and his head falling onto the pillow. I smirked against his dick. He still had no idea what I had planned. I continued to work my mouth against Peter's dick, moans and profanities leaving his lips as I did.

"Fuck, babe, don't stop, I'm almost there, shit-." I removed my mouth and my hand from him, making him shoot his head to look at me with wide eyes.

"What the fuck?!" he groaned loudly, making me smirk as I climbed off of the bed.

"You didn't think that I was actually going to let you cum, did you?" I cooed, placing a hand on my hip as I fake-pouted at him. He groaned again and drove his head into the pillow. If there was one thing that I'd learnt about Peter since our relationship had become sexual, it was that he absolutely loved the feeling of an orgasm. And so denying him one when he was right on the edge was the best punishment that I could ever give him.

"I hate you sometimes." Peter huffed, making me smirk as I pulled my leggings and panties down my legs before crawling back onto him and straddling him.

"That's not what you say when you want to get fucked, Pete." I fake-pouted, making him look at me as I leant across to his bedside table to grab a condom. He gulped, his eyes hooding with lust again as I opened the packet and rolled the condom onto him before lifting myself up.

"You ready, babe?" I asked.

"Please, angel, this is what I've been waiting for, please." he begged. I smirked at his vulnerability before sinking down onto him. Moans fell from our lips as I completely sat on him, his dick filling me up perfectly as I let myself adjust to his side.

"God, you feel amazing, babe." he moaned loudly.

"So do you." I nodded as I pressed my hands against his chest and pushed myself up before sinking back down onto him. I adopted that pattern, soft sighs leaving my lips and Peter moaning into his bicep as I started the rhythm of raising myself almost off of him before sinking back down. I bit my lip, the feeling making the knot start to form in my stomach.

"Fuck, babe, I really want to touch you." Peter whined as he watched my pussy enveloping his dick with every movement.

"Tough. This is a punishment, remember?" I smirked, though it disappeared as I moaned again at the feeling. Peter groaned and threw his head back again, but didn't complain any further as I continued to ride him.

"Are you going to let me cum this time? Because I'm close." the boy choked.

"It depends, have you learnt your lesson?" I teased.

"Fuck, babe, yes, I'll never get you kicked off of a mission again, I promise, just please let me cum." he begged, making me smirk. Usually the roles were reversed for Peter and I in the bedroom, with me being the sub and him being extremely dominant. Whilst I loved it like that, there was something to be said for my boyfriend begging underneath me to let him cum. And so, I was going to let him. I continued to bounce on his dick, my pace now making my thighs burn as I came closer and closer to my high. I could tell that Peter was also getting close by the fact that his eyes were squeezed shut, his mouth was gaped open and he was burying his face into his arm to try and muffle his loud moans.

"I'm there, fuck, Y/N." he moaned, his torso jolting slightly as he filled the condom. He relaxed under me, my moans now filling the room as I came seconds later. I sighed and collapsed on top of him, making him chuckle as he looked down at me.

"See, if I wasn't tied up by your powers, I could finish making it up to you by cuddling you." he teased. I rolled my eyes, not lifting my head from his chest as I flicked my wrist. The red wisps of energy that had been tying Peter to the bed disappeared, making him chuckle again as he wrapped his arms around me and held me against his chest.

"That was amazing, babe." he admitted as he kissed my head. I rested my chin on his chest so that I could look at him.

"It was. Don't go pissing me off more just so that that'll happen again, though." I warned. He laughed and nodded before just looking at me.

"I really am sorry, you know. You were right, it was fucked up of me to get you kicked off of the mission, even if I was worried about you. You can protect yourself and I need to trust that." he apologised. I sighed and nodded as I cupped his cheek with my hand.

"It's okay, Pete. You did it from a place of love, and I appreciate that. I forgive you." I reassured. He smiled and nodded before leaning down and gently pressing our lips together. I returned it before breaking the kiss and resting my head back on his chest, me staying in his arms for the rest of the night.