Requested by toe_suxxer: Y/N is Tony's daughter who has a crush on Spider-Man. When she finds out that Peter, her other crush, is Spider-Man, stuff happens between them.

I wandered into the kitchen with my hand loosely on my backpack strap, my heart immediately jumping at the same sight that I got every morning. The sight of Spider-Man casually leaning against the island in the kitchen whilst he waited for me and talked to my dad. Dad's eyes flicked up to me as I walked in.

"Morning, kid." He smiled, also drawing the superhero's attention to me as his white eyes moved to look at me.

"Morning, dad. Spidey." I nodded. He winked in response, making me smirk and look down as my heart fluttered. I was the eighteen-year-old daughter of Tony Stark, aka Iron Man. Due to my obvious family connections to the entire Avengers team, I had literally daily contact with Spider-Man, given that the hero swung me to school every day. The routine had started innocently enough when one morning, I had been running late for school and Spider-Man had happened to come to the tower for an earlier training slot than usual. The only way to get me to school on time was to swing me there, and so my dad had agreed to let the hero take me. I had been very much opposed to the idea for the simple fact that I'd always had a major crush on Spider-Man, and so whilst the idea of having my legs wrapped around his waist and his arm hooked around my body daily was one that excited me, it was also one that terrified me in case I accidentally exposed my real feelings for him. Though the arrangement had been in place for six months now, and I had yet to expose myself, so things were going well.

"You ready to go?" Spider-Man asked as he stood up straight and gently tapped his fingers playfully against the edge of the marble island.

"Sure." I nodded as I put my bag properly onto my back, the hero returning the nod as he headed out to the heli-pad.

"Have a good day, kid. As always, text me when you get there so that I know that Spidey didn't accidentally kill you." Dad teased.

"You know that I take good care of her, Mr. Stark!" Spider-Man called out from the pad, making me smirk and shake my head. I wish that you'd take care of me, I thought as I headed out to join him.

"Will do, dad. See you later." I nodded before looking at Spider-Man.

"You know the drill by now, babe." He stated, the casual flirting being commonplace between us now.

"Course I do." I teased back. His mask shifted slightly, telling me that he was smirking underneath the material as I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist. He caught me, his arm locking solidly around my waist as he raised his other hand. He looked at me.

"You ready?" He checked. I squealed and buried my face into his neck, making him chuckle into my ear as he fired his web. Within seconds we were in the air, my eyes squeezed shut and my arms locked around his neck as I held onto him for dear life. As much as I loved being so close to my crush, I'd never gotten used to the feeling of flying with him, and the slightly crippling fear that if I let my grip on him falter for even a second, I would fall. I knew that he'd never let me die, though.

"So...how's that crush on your friend going? Peter, yeah?" He yelled, the superhero always trying to distract me with conversation as he webbed me to school.

"I mean, it's going. I still haven't plucked up the courage to tell him how I feel yet!" I shouted back.

"Maybe you should tell him! You never know, he may feel the same way!" He responded, making me gulp and keep my eyes squeezed shut. Because that was another thing. Whilst I had a massive crush on Spider-Man, I had an equally big, if not bigger, crush on my best friend, Peter Parker. And Spider-Man knew all about that. That had started when one morning, I had come to him to give me my ride looking very upset, and he hadn't stopped probing until he knew why I was crying. I had told him that I'd had a fight with Peter, and he'd sussed out pretty quickly that I didn't normally get so upset over fights with friends, meaning that he was more than just a friend to me. Ever since he'd check the progress of mine and Peter's relationship, including asking if I was ready to make a move yet. Unfortunately the answer was always no, but I didn't know if he was happy about that or not. I let myself live in the illusion that maybe, just maybe, Spider-Man liked me back, and so maybe he was glad that I was too chicken to get with another guy. I didn't know. I breathed a sigh of relief as I felt the wind ease around us, telling me that we'd finally landed. I peeled my eyes open, Spider-Man chuckling and resting his forehead against mine as I saw the all-too welcome sight of the alleyway near school that he always dropped me off in.

"Well done, Spidey. Another trip where you successfully don't kill your boss' daughter." I teased as I put my feet to the ground, Spider-Man's hand lingering on my waist for a second longer before I moved out of his grip.

"Another trip where I successfully don't drop my crush, you mean." He flirted.

"Ha ha. See you later, Spidey." I teased as I started to wander out of the alleyway. He winked at me again, making me smirk and shake my head as I tried to ignore the butterflies in my stomach. I wandered along the street, my mind letting in the sights and sounds of Queens as I walked towards the school building.

"Y/N, wait up!" I smiled to myself and playfully rolled my eyes as the voice marked the next favourite part of my day starting. I looked over my shoulder and chuckled as Peter jogged towards me. This was the next part of the routine, and I potentially loved it even more than I did the first bit. Even though he didn't know about how I got to school, Peter always somehow managed to catch up with me in the same spot every day. I'd leave the alleyway where Spider-Man had dropped me off and would make it about ten steps before hearing my best friend and other crush's voice. He knew that I was a Stark, just not that I got a ride with my other crush every morning, and I wasn't about to tell him, especially not at risk of ruining the morning talks that I looked forward to so much.

"If it isn't my favourite Queens boy." I smiled as he reached me, making him chuckle and shake his head as he slowed down to a walk beside me.

"And you're my favourite Queens girl. You okay?" He asked as we continued walking.

"Apart from the fact that I'm definitely going to fail the algebra test that we have today." I sighed.

"Are you kidding? You're a Stark, Y/N, you could pass that test in your sleep." He chuckled.

"Pete, I don't know how much you know about my dad, but I'll tell you one thing, I didn't get his intelligence." I scoffed as we headed up the school steps.

"Of course you did, Y/N, you wouldn't be at this school if you didn't. Look, you're, like, the smartest person that I know, and we're friends with MJ. You've got this." He shrugged. I stopped walking and looked at him, making him also stop in his tracks.

"You really think that I'm that smart?" I asked quietly. His eyes widened slightly, a blush creeping over his cheeks as he opened and closed his mouth and clearly tried to think of how to respond.

"Y-yeah, of course I do. I mean everything that I say to you." He admitted. I couldn't help but smile at his words, my heart full of love for him as I started walking again.

"Well, thank you, Peter. It means a lot." I nodded, making him give me a small smile in return as we continued up the school steps.

"I'm home!" I yelled out, a sigh leaving my lips as I wandered out of the elevator. Peter had been right, the test had been cake but it had been cake that had made me super tired and wanting to go home. But finally, I was back at the Tower. My eyebrows furrowed as I looked around the empty living room and kitchen.

"Guys?" I called out again, the silence creepy as I looked around. After all, when you lived with a team of seven superheroes, sometimes more, silence was rare and was usually bad.

"Dad?" I yelled out as I wandered back into the elevator.

"Your father is in his lab, but you are under strict instructions not to go down there." FRIDAY informed, making my eyebrows furrow.

"What? Why?" I scoffed.

"He won't say." She responded. I rolled my eyes and looked up at the intercom.

"You know what I'm going to ask, FRIDAY." I nodded.

"Taking you down to the lab." She replied as the elevator started to move down.

"Attagirl." I chuckled as the box took me down to the basement where my dad's lab was housed. I sighed out, my mind unsure of why my dad had banned me from his lab. Most days I worked with him in there, so I wasn't sure why he was suddenly banning me. The elevator came to a stop and the doors opened, making me sigh as I wandered out.

"Dad, why did you say that I wasn't-." I looked up, my eyes immediately widening at what I saw. My heart plummeted to my feet as my mind immediately understood why he'd not wanted me down here. My eyes wavered, Peter's eyes also wide as he stared back at me. The problem was that he was in the Spider-Man suit, only his head not covered by the red and blue spandex. And that could only mean one thing.

"You're...you're Spider-Man?" I choked as we stared at each other.

"Y/N...fuck, I'm sorry-."

"Y/N, this is exactly why I told you not to come down here." Dad nodded, making my eyes widen.

"Oh, so now you're protecting your little project, who by the way is my best friend, over your daughter? What a great dad you are!" I exclaimed.

"Hey, I'm not his little project." Peter scoffed.

"Sure you're not. Fuck both of you." I choked and shook my head as I rushed back towards the elevator.

"Y/N, please, you weren't meant to find out this way:" Peter gulped as he followed behind me.

"No, shit, Pete." I shook my head, making him sigh as the elevator doors closed before he could get in. The elevator started to move, my eyes wavering as a choke left my lips. My heart dropped to my feet, nerves setting into my stomach and my knees buckling as the enormous reality started to set in. I'd been telling my best friend for the last six months that I had a massive crush on him, without even realising it. I'd been flirting with him as Spider-Man, all whilst having him encourage me to make a move on himself. But that was the thing. He'd encouraged me. My eyes wandered, my mind racing as I put two and two together.

"No." I whispered, the cogs in my brain turning as I figured it out. Peter liked me back. That's why he'd been constantly asking, he'd been checking how likely I was to ask him out, and was presumably getting closer to asking me out if I wasn't getting closer. But then I had to face the reality of the fact that he'd lied to me for years, since I knew that Spider-Man had been on the team since I was fifteen, making Peter fifteen too when he joined. We had a lot to talk about. The elevator stopped on my floor, making me puff out as I stepped out. Suddenly, Peter barged through the doors that led to the stairs, making me look at him with wide eyes.

"Please, Y/N, just let me explain." He gulped as I rolled my eyes and headed towards my room.

"Explain what? That you've been lying to me since we were fifteen, that you've been listening to me tell your superhero alter-ego how fucking amazing you are and how much I want to be with you, whilst not thinking to tell me once?" I spat as he followed me in.

"Y/N, think about it. You never told me about your feelings as me. You always told Spider-Man. Maybe that's why I never brought it up as Peter, because you only ever told my more confident alter ego." He scoffed.

"I've just caught you out on one big-ass fucking lie, Parker, you don't get to turn this on me for not talking to you over Spider-Man." I snapped.

"No, that's not what I'm trying to do. My point is that you clearly weren't comfortable talking to me about your feelings. You would happily tell Spider-Man daily, but you couldn't tell me. And, well, since you were clearly more comfortable talking to him about it, I chose to give you him." He nodded. I sighed and looked down, my heart still thumping in my chest out of anger. But I had to admit that he had a point. Never in a million years would I have been comfortable talking to Peter himself about my feelings, and so I had talked to Spider-Man instead. And Spider-Man had been given to me by Peter.

"You're right, okay? I'm still mad as fuck at you, and we've got a lot to talk about after, but I appreciate you at least giving me Spidey to talk to." I mumbled. Peter's eyebrows furrowed at me.

"After what?" He scoffed. I looked back up at him and started to rush towards him, making his eyes widen. After all, I knew now that he liked me back, and so somehow I had mustered up the confidence to do what I was about to.

"This." I stated before grabbing his face. His eyes widened as I pulled him down to join our lips, but he immediately kissed back as his hands gripped my waist. I curled my hands around his neck and pulled him closer, making us both smirk into it as he pulled me flush against his body. Within seconds the kiss was getting heated, Peter's tongue gently slipping into my mouth and fighting for dominance over mine as we started to make out. He won, of course. I squealed against his lips as he pulled on my thighs and lifted me up, making him smirk into the kiss as he wrapped my legs around his waist. Our lips continued to mold together, our teeth and tongues clashing as he carried me to my bed. He put me down onto the sheets before crawling over me, his body in between my legs as things continued to escalate. Our hands started to desperately tug at each other's clothing, Peter's hands feverishly tugging my t-shirt over my head as I slammed my palm down onto the spider on his chest.

"Someone's eager." He teased as my action made the spandex fall loose around his perfect body.

"If you want to fuck me, you'll shut up and undress me." I nodded.

"I can do that, babe." He smirked, making me return it and shake my head as he pulled his suit off to leave him in just his boxers. We continued to practically rip each other's clothes off, Peter's hand curling behind my back and unclipping my bra as I quickly unzipped my shorts. He helped me pull them down, leaving me in just my thong as he also pulled his boxers down. Before I could do the same, his hand slipped into the front of my thong, making me suck in a breath.

"God, you're already so wet, baby...I wonder who did that." He cooed into my ear, his lips teasingly brushing my neck as his fingers started to play with my folds.

"I'm only going to get more pissed off at you if you tease me, just fucking give me something, Peter!" I whined loudly. He smirked at my response before pushing his finger into me, making me gasp at the feeling.

"Shit." I moaned loudly, my eyes fluttering shut and my head lulling back against the pillow as he started to gently move his finger in and out of me. My back arched into his chest, moans freely leaving my lips as the knot started to build in my stomach.

"Peter, fuck." I choked as the boy nipped and sucked at my neck to surely leave hickeys for me to cover tomorrow.

"That feel good, angel?" He cooed into my skin.

"Fuck yes, but I want more than just your fingers." I nodded as I leant back to my bedside table and grabbed a condom from it.

"Isn't that a bit presumptuous, baby?" he continued to tease as I pulled my thong fully off. I looked at him.

"Your finger has been inside of me for the last two minutes to prep me, we're both butt naked, and I have a condom. Are you really about to say no to sex?" I scoffed.

"Course not, I'm only messing with you." He smirked and bit his lip. I playfully rolled my eyes and pecked his lips before opening the condom and rolling it onto his rock-hard dick. He looked at me.

"You ready, babe?" He checked.

"Please." I nodded. He returned it before leaning down and smashing our lips together again. I returned the kiss and curled my hands around his neck, pulling him closer as he started to push into me. Quiet sighs and moans left our lips, my mouth falling open against his as he bottomed out.

"Jesus, you feel so good, baby." He grunted as he slowly but surely started to thrust.

"So do you, Pete, fuck." I choked. He broke the kiss and moved his lips down to my neck again, his teeth scraping against my skin as he started to fuck me. I curled my arms around his shoulders and pulled him closer, our chests pressing together as he thrusted into me. The knot was already building again, moans freely leaving my lips and going straight into Peter's ear as his lips continued to mark up my skin. Peter's thrusts were getting quicker, his hips now violently snapping against mine as he fucked me into next week. The sound of our skin slapping together bounced off of the walls and mixed with our moans as the smell of sex filled the air around us. My knot was growing with every time that Peter's tip made contact with my g-spot, and that happened with every thrust of his hips against mine.

"Baby, I don't know how much longer I'll last, you feel so fucking good." Peter grunted into my neck.

"It's okay, Pete-fuck, I'm getting close too." I choked. He nodded into my skin and sped up, his hand gripping my waist tightly whilst his other arm bulged with the strength that it was taking him to hold his body above mine. My mouth hung open as I arched my back into his chest, my arms pulling him impossibly close as I could feel myself teetering on the edge. And all it took was a few more thrusts.

"Peter, fuck!" I cried out as the knot broke. My orgasm hit me harshly, waves of pleasure soon taking over my body as my legs shook around his waist and my fingers harshly pulled at his curls.

"Shit, angel, fuck." Peter choked into my neck as he came seconds later. His hips stilled before he collapsed on top of me, both of us panting heavily as we came down from the amazing highs.

"Wow." He puffed out, making me chuckle and bite my lip as he pulled out of me and binned the condom. I rolled onto my side so that I was looking at him as he lay back down, his hands pulling the covers over our naked bodies as his spare arm curled around my waist and pulled me closer.

"That was incredible, baby." He smiled, making me return it  but still sigh as the reasons behind us having just had sex crept back into my mind.

"It really was. But now, we have stuff to talk about." I stated with a nod.

"I'm hoping that that'll start with not telling Mr Stark that we just had sex." He smiled sheepishly.

"Pete, there are cameras everywhere in this tower. He probably saw us kissing and knew where it was going, so walked away from the monitors." I chuckled. His eyes widened.

"What?! Oh, fuck, he's going to kill me." He groaned as he rubbed his hand over his eyes.

"Well not before I kill you for the fact that you lied to me for three years, and let me talk relentlessly about my crush on you without realising. God, that's embarrassing." I sighed and shook my head. He returned the sigh and looked at me as his hand soothingly rubbed up and down my back.

"I'm sorry, babe. I want you to know that I didn't want to keep it from you, I always kept it from you to protect you. My enemies go after my loved ones who know about me, so I don't tell anyone. The only people that know are May, Ned, and MJ, and all of them just found out by themselves. But you're right that I should have said something when you started to talk about me as your crush. It wasn't fair to let you believe that your secret was safe from me, all whilst pretending as me that I didn't know. I'm sorry, I really am." He nodded. I gulped and looked into his chocolate eyes, nothing but sincerity and remorse in them as he looked right back at me. I could tell that he meant every word, and that's what I loved about Peter.

"It's okay, Pete. I just wish that you would have asked me out once you realised that I liked you. We could have been fucking for half a year now." I scoffed, making him laugh and nod.

"Good point, baby, I should have just gone for it, and I'm sorry that I didn't. But now that we know the truth, can I take you out sometime, as my girlfriend?" He asked. I bit my lip at him and tried not to show him how fucking happy I was that he was finally asking me out. It didn't work though as a massive smile curled onto my face.

"Yeah, Peter, you can. I'd love to go out with you, as your girlfriend." I nodded.

"Awesome." He smiled, making me return it as he leant in and kissed me again.