Requested by ghostwriter3456: Peter and Y/N don't get off of the bus and continue the school trip to the museum. They sneak away from the group and end up in the star room of the museum, where they hook up.

Peter and I sat on the school bus that was taking us on the field trip, his arm around me and my head resting on his shoulder as we drove along the bridge.

"So, you looking forward to the museum?" he mumbled as he kissed my head.

"I'm a Stark, of course I am." I scoffed.

"Silly me." he teased, making me chuckle and shake my head as I pecked his lips. Peter and I had met two years ago, when my dad had recruited him for the Avengers as Spider-Man. My dad who happened to be Tony Stark. Peter and I had hit it off immediately, just to my dad's slight annoyance. But considering that I had the same powers as Wanda and therefore often trained with Peter, there wasn't much that he could do to stop us from getting closer and feelings from developing. Hence why I was currently sat by Peter's side, cuddled under his arm and a week away from our two-year anniversary.

"Maybe we could sneak away at some point, find a bathroom or a quiet place in the museum." Peter mumbled into my ear, making me smirk and look at him as he started to subtly leave kisses on my jawline.

"Who are you and what have you done with Peter Parker?" I teased.

"I'm still your Peter, just your horny Peter." he returned, making me laugh and shake my head.

"Well, I'm sure that we can find somewhere quiet in the museum, somewhere to sneak off too." I nodded. He raised his eyes at me.

"Yeah, baby?" He smirked as he placed another kiss on my shoulder.

"I don't see why not." I shrugged.

"God, I love you." He sighed in bliss as he sat back and pulled me closer, making me smirk and shake my head as the bus continued to the museum.

Peter and I walked around the museum with the rest of our class, our hands joined and fingers intertwined as we looked around the museum in the tour that had been planned for us. But it was easy to tell that both of us had...something else...on our minds.

"Babe, look." Peter mumbled, his hand landing on my lower back as he nodded to something past me. I turned to see what he was looking at, the sign that read 'Star room closed today' entering my line of vision. My lips curled into a smirk as I looked at him.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" He asked.

"That if it's closed today, no one will walk in on us." I nodded.

"Let's go." He smirked, making me giggle and bite my lip as we checked to see that the attention of everyone else was on the tour before sneaking away. We smiled and laughed quietly to ourselves as we rushed towards the star room before opening the door and slipping in. Immediately, darkness encased us, Peter's hand on my back the only sign that he was still with me as we walked further into the room.

"Woah." Peter breathed, my eyes widening as we turned the corner and entered the main room to see what must have been thousands of tiny bulbs on the ceiling, replicating stars in the otherwise dark room.

"This is beautiful, Pete." I sighed in bliss as we wandered in, our eyes glued to the ceiling as they scanned over the canvas that did look just like a night sky. Or, rather, looked like a real one, the light pollution that there was in New York and Queens meant that we had to leave the city if we ever wanted to see real stars in the sky.

"There's a picnic blanket here too, so that you can lie down and look up at them. How romantic is that, babe?" He chuckled as we sat down on the blanket and curled his arm around my waist.

"It really is. But I don't think that lying down and looking at the stars is why we came here." I teased as I looked at him.

"No, baby, it's not." He smirked and shook his head as he cupped my face with his hand and leant in to press our lips together. I smiled into the kiss, my eyes fluttering shut and my hands raising to hold Peter's face as his hands moved to my waist. He deepened the kiss, his tongue gently slipping into my mouth and dominating the intimate moment as we started to make out. I giggled against his lips, making him smile into it as he gently pushed me down so that I lay back against the picnic blanket and he hovered over me. Our lips continued to mould together passionately, his hand moving down to my thigh and gently raising it to his waist as we made out.

"Peter." I breathed, my eyes fluttering shut and my back arching into his chest as he broke the kiss and moved his lips down to my neck as his hand started to move to the button on my jeans.

"What do you want, angel? Use your words." He cooed teasingly, making me smirk and shake my head as I felt my pussy get even wetter.

"You, I want you, baby, please." I whispered, my voice not going any louder out of fear that I'd ruin the insanely romantic and soft atmosphere that already surrounded us.

"I can do that, babe, don't worry." He hummed against my skin as I felt his fingers unbutton my jeans before unzipping them too. Peter's lips sucked on my skin, his teeth scraping against my neck to surely leave me with some hickeys as his hand dipped into the front of my underwear. I sucked in a breath at the feeling, my eyes fluttering shut and my mouth hanging open as his fingertips started to gently play with my clit.

"Fuck, Pete." I moaned quietly as he started to rub the pads of his fingers against my folds so that pleasure started to form at the pressure. His fingers began to work against my clit, the knot in my stomach starting to form as we lay there and he fingered me gently. This was on route to being one of the most romantic hook-ups Peter and I had ever had, and I couldn't wait. I gasped quietly, my eyes squeezing shut and my back arching into his chest as he gently pushed the first finger into me.

"Shh, babe, remember that you can't be too loud, I know that it feels good but you have to be quiet." Peter softly cooed into my ear, his lips smirking against my skin as he teasingly nipped at my earlobe.

"I-I know, Pete, fuck." I choked quietly as he started to thrust his finger in and out of me. The digit was just about brushing my g-spot, making my orgasm solidly build as his lips continued to work to mark up my neck. My hands held his shoulders, my fingers gently tugging on the hair at the nape of his neck as a way to deal with the building pleasure as he worked me with his finger. Suddenly, I felt the pressure of a second finger being added, making me gasp and squeeze my eyes shut again.

"I warned you, baby." Peter whispered into my ear before raising his spare hand to put it over my mouth. I only moaned at the feeling, making Peter smirk as him slightly restraining me only added to the pleasure as his fingers slickly moved in and out of me. I moaned into his hand, my body squirming and writhing underneath him as his fingers worked perfectly to push me towards my first orgasm of the day. I gripped his shoulders tightly, all of the sinful noises slipping my lips going straight into his skin as his arm was now shaking with how fast he was fingering me.

"You getting there, beautiful?" He cooed, his lips never faltering in leaving open-mouthed and nippy kisses on my skin as everything that he did helped to make the knot in my stomach get tighter. I nodded and choked against his hand, making him smirk against my skin as his fingers continued to thrust in and out of me. Until the knot broke. I cried out against his hand, my eyes squeezing shut and my back arching into his chest as my orgasm hit me. My legs shook underneath him, my hands gripping his shoulders for support as the waves of pleasure washed over me and took strong hold of my body. After a few seconds, it passed, making me sigh out and relax back against the blanket as my eyes fluttered open.

"Was that good, baby?" Peter smirked as he pulled his fingers out of me and stuck them into his mouth to lick my juices off of the digits.

"Amazing. Fuck, there's something very special about being fingered in a star room." I teased, making him smirk and shake his head as he grabbed a condom out of his wallet. He unzipped his jeans and pulled his now fully hard dick out of them, my ass lifting so that I could pull my jeans and underwear off before Peter crawled over me. He rolled the condom onto his dick before looking at me.

"You ready, angel?" He checked as he raised my legs and wrapped them around his waist.

"Please, Pete." I nodded. He returned it before leaning down and kissing me again. I returned it, my eyes fluttering shut as I curled my hands around his neck to pull him closer. He used the kiss as a distraction, my mouth falling open against his as I felt him start to push into me gently.

"Fuck, baby, you feel amazing." He choked as he broke the kiss and dropped his head to my neck, his hips flush against my ass as he bottomed out.

"So do you, Pete, but I need you to move." I returned the choke. He nodded, his forearms resting against the blanket on either side of my head as he started to thrust into me. Quiet sighs and moans started to leave my lips at the feeling, my eyes fluttering open as he fucked me. I couldn't help but breathe out again, my gaze landing on the absolutely gorgeous sight of the fake stars above us as I stared at the ceiling. I curled my arms around Peter's shoulders and pulled him closer, the second knot starting to form in my stomach as I stared in awe at the beautiful lights whilst enjoying the blissful feeling of my boyfriend making love to me.

"Is it just me, or is this really romantic?" Peter mumbled into my ear, making me tiredly smile and pull him closer as his hips continued to jut against mine.

"It's not just you, Pete. I'm in heaven right now." I admitted. He smirked against my skin, making me giggle and bite my lip as he buried his face further into my neck and I pulled him closer. Despite how gently he was fucking me, Peter's tip was still managing to hit my g-spot with every thrust, quiet moans leaving both of our lips as he thrust into me. My second orgasm was building more by the second, my clit still being sensitive from my first orgasm helping me towards my second as Peter's lips continued to mark up my skin. The sound of us making love was silent, the space around us completely still so that nothing could be heard apart from the quiet sounds of pleasure that were going into each other's ears. It was perfect. My eyes fluttered open again, my gaze wandering over the thousands of specs of light that really made it feel like Peter and I were making love underneath the night sky.

"Pete, babe, I'm getting close." I choked, every soft thrust of Peter's hips into me pushing me closer towards my orgasm as his arms started to tense on either side of my head.

"So am I, angel, I'll get us there." He nodded. I returned it and pulled him impossibly close, my feet locking together behind his back as our chests pressed together. I tried my best not to moan too loudly, though that was hard given how amazing Peter was making me feel as my body started to tense underneath him. Suddenly, my second knot broke.

"Peter, fuck, fuck." I choked, my eyes squeezing shut as my second orgasm harshly hit me. I tugged on the hair at the nape of his neck, my back arching into his chest and my legs shaking around his waist as the waves of pleasure started to engulf me. I choked at the feeling, my body unable to move with how in pleasure I was as my mind focused on nothing else.

"Baby, I'm there too, shit, fuck." Peter moaned into my skin, his hands clenching into fists beside my head as he came too. He stilled on top of me, his body going rigid before it relaxed and collapsed on top of me. We both panted heavily, our chests pressing together every time that we breathed as Peter just lay above me. A small smile was seemingly permanently plastered onto my face, my heart and mind in heaven as I came down from the most romantic and beautiful orgasm that Peter had ever given me. My boyfriend kissed my neck once more before pulling out of me, the boy rolling off of me and onto the blanket beside me. I felt him take my hand into his, making me smile and intertwine our fingers as we both just looked up at the stars.

"That...was the most perfect...sex...that we've ever had." He spoke quietly, making me giggle and nod.

"It was so romantic. We need to do it again, except for real stars this time, in a real field." I spoke.

"Definitely. Come on, we better get out of here before anyone notices that we're gone." He replied as he sat up and pulled the condom off before wrapping it in a tissue so that he could bin it in somewhere that wasn't a museum.

"Urgh, but this was so perfect, I don't want it to end by us going back to the trip." I groaned playfully, making Peter smirk and look at me as I raised my ass to pull my panties and jeans back on before buttoning them up.

"Baby, where we have sex, or when we have sex isn't what makes it perfect. The fact that it's with each other is what makes it perfect." He nodded as he leant over me and put his hand on my waist.

"Aw. That's actually really romantic, Pete." I smiled, making him return it and lean down to peck my lips before he tucked his dick back into his jeans.

"I'm not just a pretty face, you know." He teased as he stood up before taking my hands to pull me up too.

"No, but you're still a pretty face." I returned, making him smirk and kiss my head as he wrapped his arm around my waist and we headed back to the doors of the star room to re-join the tour.