Requested by and dedicated to Aarshe_: Y/N Stark is Flash's ex who also goes to Midtown High School, and she meets Peter around the time of the Prague trip. Throughout the trip, Flash gives Peter shade for getting on so well with Y/N. Later on, Y/N and Peter go for a walk on the bridge and end up getting together. The next day, they realise that everyone heard them, including Flash, who's now super jealous that Y/N is with Peter instead of him.

"Seriously, Flash, fuck off." I scoffed, my ex-boyfriend hot on my heels as I rushed up the steps to the school building.

"Not until you tell me the truth! All you have to do is admit it!" He exclaimed. I scoffed again and abruptly turned around, making Flash's eyes widen slightly as the speed of my action also stopped him in his tracks and even made him stumble slightly on the step.

"I'm going to say this one more time before my fist meets your mouth. I know that your massively oversized ego would absolutely love to have me admit that I'm only going on the Prague field trip to win you back, even though I'm the one who ended it, but that's utter bullshit. You know fine well that they had an extra spot, and Mr. Harrington picked me to go. You just can't handle the fact that a girl, let alone your ex, is smarter than you." I nodded before turning and heading back into school.

"W-what?! That's not it at all, you're full of shit!" He yelled after me, making me roll my eyes as I ignored him. I was Y/N Stark, daughter of Tony Stark, and a serious lapse in judgement two months ago meant that I'd ended up dating Flash Thompson for that short period of time. He had always seemed okay as a person, even funny at times, and so when he'd asked me out, I had figured that it was worth a shot. It hadn't been. It had become clear all too quickly that Flash was only with me for my money, him always insisting that I pay for dates and that we hung out at mine instead of his, and then when we did hang out at mine, he'd barely look at me over the fancy tech that my dad owned. He had to go. I sighed, my mind wondering why the fuck I'd ever dated him as I walked into the classroom where the Prague field trip meeting was being held. Peter Parker looked up at me as soon as I walked in, both of our eyes wavering as they met. My heart skipped a beat as the incredibly attractive boy gave me a small smile and wave. I returned the smile and bit my lip as I sat down on the other side of the table next to MJ, a slight blush creeping onto my cheeks as I could feel Peter's gaze still on me. Now, he was someone that I wouldn't mind being asked out by. I had only met Peter when Mr. Harrington had picked me to fill the last space for the trip, due to the fact that we didn't run in the same social circles. I wish that we did, though. From the first time that I'd met Peter, a week ago now, he'd made me laugh and smile at every meeting that we'd had for the trip. He was so kind and was really hot in his innocent, nerdy, 'I don't realise how attractive I am' way, and I wanted it all. I wanted him. And from the way that he'd look at me, I could tell that he wanted me too.

Peter's P.O.V

"I'm not joking, Ned, I don't want to be an American bachelor in Europe, I want to ask Y/N out." Peter scoffed, the field trip group sitting in the class and waiting for the meeting to start as he talked to Ned and MJ.

"Dude, you've known her for a week, you're really going to give up being a bachelor for the chance to ask her out?" Ned sighed.

"Yes." Peter nodded.

"I personally think that he's onto something, Ned. I mean, have you seen the way that Y/N looks at him?" MJ mumbled, her eyes glued to the book in front of her as she spoke. Peter's eyes widened, his mouth falling open and his heart leaping at her words.

"W-wha-sorry, what did you say?" He scoffed. MJ looked up at him.

"Yeah, it's obvious. It's embarrassingly easy to tell if a girl likes you or not just by how she looks at you and acts around you. Y/N has been laughing at some awful jokes from you, Parker. She likes you." She shrugged. Peter stared at her with wide eyes, his heart racing as he tried to comprehend what MJ had just said. There was actually a chance that Y/N liked him back.

"Oh my god. I might actually be able to do this." He mumbled as he looked at Ned, making the boy shrug in return. Suddenly, Y/N walked into the room, making Peter look up at her as she did. His eyes wavered, as did hers as his heart leapt in his chest. God, she was so fucking beautiful, Peter had to wonder what she'd seen in Flash. He gave her a small smile and a wave, making her return the smile as she sat down next to MJ. He couldn't help but stare at her, everything about the beautiful girl just perfect. And he couldn't wait to make his move in Prague.

Y/N's P.O.V

"Hold still, fucking hell, Pete." I laughed, making the boy smirk and bite his lip as I tried to clip the glow stick necklace around his neck.

"I don't even remember saying that I wanted a necklace, Y/N." He chuckled as he watched me intently.

"We're going to the light festival, everyone wants a necklace." I retorted, making him laugh and nod as I bit my lip at him. We'd been in Prague for a week now, and Peter and I had been getting on like a house on fire. We'd been talking and walking around planned activities together, we'd had every meal sitting with each other, and had spent all of our free time also hanging out and just getting to know each other more. It had been a really nice week, and part of me was really hopeful that it would end in him asking me out.

"Do you want a handbag with that necklace, Penis Parker? Because it looks gay as fuck." Flash scoffed as him and a few other students appeared in the lobby.

"It's twenty-twenty-one and your first go-to is a homophobic joke? Really?" MJ returned the scoff.

"Yeah, Flash, fuck off." I mumbled as I concentrated on Peter's necklace.

"Whatever." Flash returned, making me roll my eyes. That was the only thing about the trip. For every nice moment that Peter and I had together, Flash had given Peter shit for it. I could tell that my ex was jealous and had truly accepted now that I hadn't come on the trip to get back with him, and so he was lashing out at Peter for the fact that I liked him instead.

"Sorry about that, he's a dick." I mumbled.

"Oh, I know. But it's okay, I'm used to him being an asshole to me. Water off of a duck's back now." He chuckled, making me smile and bite my lip at Peter's seemingly never-ending ability to stay positive. I loved it.

"Alright, is everyone ready for the light festival? It's going to be good." Mr. Harrington smiled, making us all cheer and whoop as we started to head out of the hotel. Peter bit his lip and looked at me as we walked, making me look at him.

"What, Pete?" I chuckled. He gulped harshly, making my smile dip and my eyebrows furrow. Why did he look so nervous?

"I, um, wondered if you, maybe, if you wanted to, um, wanted to go for a walk, together, alone, after the light festival? A-along the bridge or something, just to, you know, talk and stuff." He stuttered nervously. I chuckled at him, my heart warming at how nervous he clearly was, but it also jumped slightly at the fact that he'd asked me out. That's how I saw it, anyway.

"Sure, Pete, that'll be really nice." I nodded. His eyes widened slightly, a quiet sigh of relief leaving his lips at my answer.

"Awesome, yeah, it will be. Okay, cool." He chuckled, making me smile and shake my head as we headed out into the already bustling street for the light festival.

Peter and I wandered through the quiet streets of Prague, a comfortable silence between us as we walked to the bridge. The light festival had been no different in relation to Peter and I, we'd even ended up dancing together at one point, much to Flash's disgust. Not that I gave a shit about Flash anymore.

"Y/N, can I ask you something? It's okay if you don't want to answer." Peter chuckled, the heavenly sound breaking me out of my thoughts.

"Sure, shoot." I smiled as we wandered onto the bridge. He bit his lip and looked down, almost as if he was contemplating whether or not to ask me before he looked at me.

"Why Flash?" He asked. I chuckled and shook my head, a slightly defeated sigh leaving my lips at the question.

"That's what everyone wants to know, isn't it?" I asked as we got to the wall of the bridge.

"Not going to lie, yeah. I mean, you're Y/N Stark, you're intelligent, funny, beautiful, caring, and he's Flash, the asshole school bully." He scoffed as he leant against the wall and looked at me. I nodded and shrugged as I looked at the river below us.

"I don't know, to be honest, Peter. Girls always get shit for saying no to guys who ask them out, we always get told to give them a chance even if we don't like them. So, that's what I did. I thought that he was funny enough, so when he asked me out, I said yes. We went on a couple dates, he was okay, nothing special, but okay. But then I started to take him back to the Tower and it was immediately so obvious why he was with me. So, I ended it. But why him? I don't know, Pete. I don't know at all. He's the complete opposite of my type, so I don't know why I gave him the benefit of the doubt." I admitted.

"What is your type then?" he asked. I looked at him.

"Wouldn't you like to know, Parker?" I teased, making him smirk and bite his lip at me as he looked down.

"Trust me, I'd love to know." He flirted back. I chuckled and looked at him.

"My type is guys who give a shit. Kind, caring, smart, funny, innocent guys. My type is guys who are in the robotics club and have hazel curls and chocolate eyes. My type is guys who don't realise how cute, how funny, how intelligent, how amazing they are, but that just makes them even more cute." I admitted. Peter nodded along, his lips curled into a pondering smile as he'd clearly caught onto what I was doing.

"That's funny, because my type is girls who are daughters of head Avengers, and who are also incredibly intelligent and beautiful without realising it." He confessed back as he looked at me.

"What a coincidence." I smiled, making him laugh and nod as he stood up straight. He started to move towards me, making my smile dip as I knew exactly what he was doing. He was about to kiss me. And I wasn't going to stop him.

"Is this okay?" He whispered, making me gulp as he gently raised his hand to cup my cheek underneath my hair. I nodded and flicked my eyes up to look into him, making him smile once more as he leant down and pressed our lips together softly. I immediately returned it, my eyes fluttering shut and my hands raising to hold his face as his hands moved to my waist. I smiled into it, making Peter smirk as he pulled me closer so that my body was flush against his. He deepened the kiss and slipped his tongue into my mouth, him immediately dominating the kiss as we started to make out. I could already see where this was going, and I fucking loved it. I broke the kiss, a laugh leaving my lips as Peter instantly ducked his head down to join our lips again.

"Peter." I smirked, making him return it as he finally broke the kiss and touched our foreheads.

"Sorry, babe, I couldn't help it. Your lips just taste so fucking good." He shook his head, making my smirk widen as I bit my lip and looked up at him.

"Do you want to go back to my room?" I whispered. Peter's eyes widened slightly, making my heart jump as he gulped harshly. Fuck, I went too far, I thought as he stared at me.

"Yeah, okay. We can go back to yours." He nodded. I tried not to show how relieved I was as my heart relaxed again, a smile curling onto my lips as I looked up at him.

"Awesome. Let's go." I smiled, making me return it as he slipped his hand into mine and we started to walk back to the hotel.

Peter smashed our lips together, both of us stumbling into my hotel room and Peter quickly shutting the door behind us so that no one would see as we feverishly made out. Our hands tugged at each other's clothing as we stumbled towards the bed, our lips only parting so that Peter could pull his t-shirt over his head whilst I did the same to my top.

"You're so fucking stunning, baby." Peter mumbled as he joined our lips again, making me smirk in response as he pulled on my thighs and lifted me up.

"And you're really fucking ripped." I nodded. He laughed in response as he lay me down on the bed and crawled over me, my hands curling around his neck to pull him closer as our lips continued to mold together. We continued to make out hungrily, our tongues and teeth clashing and our mouths fighting for dominance as my fingers leant down and quickly undid Peter's belt whilst his fingers worked on the button of my skirt.

"I can't believe that this is happening, I've wanted to rip your clothes off since I first saw you." He confessed as he broke the kiss and moved his lips down to my neck.

"Good to know that you find me that hot, Pete." I teased, my eyes fluttering shut and my mouth falling open as he left open-mouthed and nippy kisses on my skin.

"Course I do, angel. You're so beautiful." He admitted. My heart warmed at his comment, the space in between my legs now soaked in anticipation of what would be happening in the coming minutes. I pulled Peter's jeans and boxers down past his ass, his dick springing free as he quickly rid my body of my skirt and kicked his jeans and boxers off. He curled his arm around my back and quickly unclipped my bra, making me gulp at the feeling as his lips worked down the valley of my breasts.

"Pete, hurry, please." I choked, his lips and tip of his nose trailing down my stomach as his fingers hooked into the waistband of my thong and pulled it down to leave us both completely naked.

"Don't worry, angel, I'll see to you. Just want to taste you first." He smirked. I couldn't help but moan at his words, making his smirk widen as he put my legs over his shoulders. He immediately leant down and attached his lips to my clit, making me gasp and arch my back off of the bed as my hands flew down to his hair.

"Fuck!" I cried out, the pleasure already beginning as he started to eagerly eat me out.

"Holy shit, you taste so good." He hummed into me, making me choke as him talking added to the feeling. The knot started to build in my stomach, moans leaving my mouth as his lips sucked on my clit and his tongue dipped in and out of my folds. My body squirmed uncontrollably underneath him, making Peter curl his arms around my legs and pin my body back to the bed with his hands on my stomach as I pulled at his hair.

"Shit, Pete, just like that." I moaned, every flick of his tongue and suck of his lips pushing me towards my fast-approaching orgasm as he made me feel like I was in heaven. His smirk never ceased against my clit, the sounds being drawn from my mouth obviously giving the boy confidence boosts as he went to town on my pussy. He pulled me closer again, making me choke as the action allowed his tongue to get even deeper into me.

"Babe, please, fuck, I'm so close." I moaned, my fingers harshly pulling on his curls and my back arching off of the bed as my mouth hung open.

"Come on, baby, cum for me, let go." He cooed as he buried his mouth into me. My body was tensing uncontrollably, my mind not letting me form coherent sentences as the pleasure continued to build in my stomach. Until I was there. The knot broke, making me moan loudly as my orgasm hit me. I harshly pulled on his hair as the waves of pleasure swept through me, my back arching off of the bed and my toes curling against Peter's shoulders as I let the feeling overtake me. I sighed out as it passed, my body relaxing back into the bed as my eyes fluttered open.

"Holy shit." I scoffed, making Peter smirk as he grabbed a condom from his wallet before crawling back up my body.

"Was that everything that you hoped that it would be, angel?" He asked, his lips pressing to my skin as he moved back up to me.

"And then some." I smiled. He laughed and shook his head as he opened the condom and rolled it onto his dick before looking at me.

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

"Please, Pete." I nodded. He returned it and leant down to join our lips again. I returned the kiss, my eyes fluttering shut and my hands curling around his neck to pull him close as we kissed. I sighed quietly against his lips, my mouth falling open as I felt him start to push into me.

"Fuck." I choked, the feeling of him bottoming out making me feel like I was in heaven.

"You feel amazing, holy shit, babe." He moaned as he broke the kiss and dropped his head to my neck.

"Move, Peter, please." I nodded. He returned it, one arm holding his weight up above me and the other tightly gripping my leg as he started to thrust into me. I sighed out, my eyes fluttering shut and my mouth hanging open at the perfect feeling as he started to fuck me. Soon enough, he picked up his pace and found his rhythm, his hips soon snapping against mine. Moans started to leave my lips, the knot already starting to build up in my stomach again as I curled my arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer.

"Fuck, Pete, shit." I moaned into his ear as he pounded into me.

"I know, baby, it feels amazing for me too." He smirked as he left open-mouthed and nippy kisses against my skin. I returned the smirk and bit my lip in an attempt to lessen my moans, though it didn't work with how amazing he was making me feel. His tip was hitting my g-spot perfectly each time, sending me spiralling towards my second orgasm of the night. His hips continued to slam against my thighs, the sound of our skin colliding bouncing off of the walls and mixing with the chorus of our moans as the stench of sex filled the room. Peter's thrusts had started to speed up and get more erratic, that plus his grip on my thigh tightening telling me that he was starting to chase his high.

"Peter, I'm getting so close, please." I moaned as I tugged at the hair at the nape of his neck.

"I know, angel, so am I, I'm so close." He grunted, his teeth scraping against my skin and surely leaving me with hickeys to cover up tomorrow. I bit my lip so harshly that I tasted blood as I felt myself teetering on the edge, our naked chests pressed as firmly together as they could be as Peter slammed into me.

"Fuck!" I cried out as my second orgasm of the night hit me. My back arched into Peter's chest, my whole body jolting in his arms as I harshly pulled on his hair and let my mouth hang open. The pleasure quickly overtook my body, no words forming in my mind as I let the feeling engulf me.

"Baby, fuck, shit." Peter choked, his hand gripping my thigh so tightly that it would bruise as he came seconds after me. His body stilled before collapsing on top of me, heavy pants leaving both of our lips as we just lay there and gave ourselves a second to come down from the incredible highs. My eyes fluttered open, the sight of Peter naked and on top of me one that I very much liked as I gently kissed his cheek.

"Holy shit." He breathed, making me chuckle and bite my lip as he gently pulled out of me and sat up on the bed.

"That was amazing." I stated as he binned the condom.

"It really was. Fuck, I'm so glad that I asked you out to the bridge." He smiled, making me smirk and nod as he got back into the bed and curled his arm around my waist to pull me into his body whilst I rested my head and hand on his chest.

"So am I, Pete. I've developed some serious feelings for you since we met. I know that we haven't known each other for that long, but you're just everything that I want in someone. I really fucking like you." I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper as I looked up at the stunning boy. He gave me a small smile, his gaze flicking between my lips and my eyes as his hand soothingly rubbed up and down my back.

"It's a good thing that I feel the same, then, isn't it?" He smiled. I returned it and bit my lip, the nerves of my confession melting away as I leant up and pressed our lips together. He returned the kiss, his arm pulling me closer as I held his face. I broke the kiss, both of us giving each other one last smile as I rested my head on his chest and let my eyes flutter shut.

"Okay, so, what do we say if anyone asks? Assuming that anyone sees me leaving your room." Peter gulped, the boy sat fully clothed again on the edge of my bed as I got dressed in front of him. I shrugged and pulled my t-shirt over my head.

"Just say that we decided to have an early study break, before the scheduled activities?" I suggested. Peter's eyebrows furrowed, the boy clearly thinking about it before he nodded.

"Yeah, that works." He shrugged. It was the morning after Peter and I had had amazing sex, and it felt like a good day. After we'd admitted our feelings to each other, we'd woken up in a relationship and had shared some more kisses and cuddles before realising that we had to try and sneak Peter out of my room, or come up with a plausible lie if we were to get caught. And now, it was showtime.

"Alright. You ready?" I asked as I put my hand on the doorknob. Peter gulped and nodded as he stood from my bed. I took a deep breath before opening my door and peeking my head out. My eyes widened at what I saw.

"For fucks' sake." I groaned as I pushed the door fully open so that Peter could see what I was seeing. His eyes widened, the boy's cheeks flushing deep red as MJ, Ned, Betty, and half of our class stood outside of our door. Including Flash.

"So...you guys have fun last night?" MJ smirked accusingly as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Please tell me that you didn't hear anything." I gulped.

"Oh, we did. We heard everything." Betty nodded, making me groan again as Peter just stared at everyone with wide eyes.

"Yeah, we all did. Which is why I'm about to beat the shit out of Penis Parker." Flash spat, making our eyes widen as he started to storm towards Peter.

"Woah, stop right fucking now." I spat as Ned and MJ pushed him back.

"Flash, you have no right to an opinion here." MJ scoffed.

"Yeah, asshole. We were together for two months, we didn't even do anything, and you were only with me because of who I am. Not to mention that even if that wasn't the case, we're not together anymore. You don't own me, or my body, and it's not our fucking problem if you don't like Peter. So, it's none of your business that we slept together. If you think that you have a right to be mad or jealous, you've got another thing fucking coming." I snapped.

"Yeah, whatever. Have fun fucking a guy who probably has a two-inch dick." He hissed before storming away. I rolled my eyes, making Peter sigh as he curled his arm around my waist.

"Well, that went...it went." He chuckled, making me return it and look up at him.

"So what if everyone heard? Then they heard how amazing you made me feel." I smiled.

"Aw." He returned my smile, making me chuckle and bite my lip as I leant up and kissed him again.

"Remember to always use protection, kids." MJ quipped. We groaned as we broke the kiss and looked at her.

"Thanks for that, MJ." I chuckled, making her smirk and wink at me as she walked away to join the others.

"So...round two?" Peter whispered. I looked up at him, making him raise his eyebrows and smirk as he took my hand and started to pull me back towards my room.

"I thought that you'd never ask." I shook my head. He laughed and nodded, both of us smirking and giggling to one another as he pulled me back into my room and shut the door behind us.