Requested by _miedelas: Peter has a crush on Y/N, not knowing that she's the daughter of Tony Stark. Peter and Y/N always text in the evening and at night. Tony knows that Peter has a crush, though he doesn't know that it's Y/N, and so he hacks Peter's phone to try to help him out. One night, Tony hacks Peter's texts to Y/N which leads to her asking him over. Peter calls Tony for advice and his mentor tells him to go, but then catches them the next morning when they're leaving Y/N's room.

I lay on my front on my bed, my pen in my hand as I did my homework for the night. My phone buzzed next to me with a text, making me look at it. My lips immediately curled into a smirk, my head jumping in my chest as I saw that it was from my best friend and secret crush, Peter. I bit my lip and looked at the text.

Peter: What are you up to? X.

I picked my phone up and looked at the text. Peter and I had been best friends since the start of high school, and had grown extremely close over the years. So close that we were now six months away from leaving to go to different universities, and I was dreading having to say goodbye to him. That was a future problem, though. The current one, and the one that I had to deal with every day, was the fact that I was Y/N Stark, and Peter didn't know that. Even after five years of friendship. The fact that Peter didn't know the full truth behind my identity didn't stop me from crushing on him, though, especially given the fact that we talked every night. Tonight was no exception. I bit my lip and typed a message out before pressing 'send'.

Y/N: Homework, nothing fun :( wbu? X.

"Kid." I looked up at my now open door and gave my dad a small smile as he stood there.

"What's up? Anything new with your intern?" I chuckled. He returned it and shook his head as he looked down at his phone.

"He's texting the girl that he likes again. He's a good kid but my god, he can't flirt or anything to save his life. He's been talking to this girl for ages, and it's still not past friendship." He shrugged, making me sigh and bite my lip. That was another funny thing in my life. My dad had this intern, some kid that he'd found a couple of years ago. When he'd found out that this kid liked a girl but was clearly too insecure and quiet to properly make a move on her, he'd hacked his phone in an attempt to help him out. I didn't endorse my dad secretly viewing this boy's messages without him knowing, but if it helped him get the girl, I didn't see why not.

"What's he talking about with this girl?" I mumbled as I looked down at my phone that had just buzzed with another text from Peter.

Peter: Eating a late dinner, nothing special lol x.

"Nothing much. This kid is a great kid, his conversations are just dry as fuck. Let's help him out a bit." my dad chuckled as he started to press buttons on his phone as I sent Peter another text.

Y/N: What you having? X.

Peter: You? X.

My eyes widened, my breath hitching in my throat at the text. I had asked what he was having for dinner, and he had said...me. He wanted me. Maybe this was my chance, the perfect opportunity to confess my true feelings for Peter, and hopefully be told in response that he felt the same way. There was only one way to find out.

"D-dad, um...I'm really tired, I think that I'm going to call it a night." I nodded as I quickly started to gather my stuff up into my arms.

"Okay, kid, sleep well. See you tomorrow." He smiled, making me fakely return it as he shut my door. I gulped harshly and dumped everything onto my desk before lying back on my bed and rapidly typing out another text to Peter.

Y/N: You want to come over? X.

Peter's P.O.V

Peter lay on his bed, his fingers quickly typing as he texted Y/N.

Peter: Eating a late dinner, nothing special lol x.

Y/N: What you having? X.

Peter: Just pizza x. (message failed to send)

Peter: You? X.

Peter's eyes widened, his heart jumping in his chest as he saw that half of his message hadn't sent. And the bit of the message that didn't send made the other look very bad.

"Oh, fuck, shit, fuck." He gulped as he sat up in bed and stared at the phone screen with wide eyes. He felt even sicker as the dots that signified Y/N typing started to appear, making him gulp harshly. Peter and Y/N had been friends since the start of high school, but he had always wanted more with the beautiful girl. She was everything that he wanted in a girlfriend, she was stunning, kind, smart, caring, she was his world. Which is why he was very concerned about the fact that as far as Y/N was aware, he'd just asked to have her for his dinner. Fuck. His eyes widened, his heart jumping again as the text from Y/N finally came through:

Y/N: You want to come over? X.

Peter's eyes widened further, a breathless laugh leaving his lips as he raised his hand to his head.

"Fuck." He gulped, his heart pounding as he knew all too well what Y/N wanted to do once he got there. And he was so ready for it, but he wasn't sure if he should go. He quickly went onto another contact and clicked on the name before putting the phone to his ear.

"Hey, kid." Tony picked up.

"Um, hey, Mr. Stark, you know that girl that I like? She's just invited me over." He gulped.

"What? It's half ten at night, you realise that she's only asking you over for one thing, right?" Tony chuckled.

"T-that's why I'm calling. I, well...I don't know if I should go over. Should I?" He asked.

"I say do it, kid. You really like this girl, and she's handing you the chance to do...you know what...with her, go for it!" He laughed.

"You think?" He chuckled, his heart starting to thump more harshly in his chest at the idea of having sex with Y/N as he stood up and started to rush around to get his clothes on.

"Of course! She's asked you over, shoot your shot. Whoever she is, she's lucky to have you, Pete. Remember that." His mentor reassured.

"Thanks, Mr. Stark. Talk to you later." He smiled to himself.

"Go get her, kid." He chuckled, making Peter's smile widen as he hung up. He gulped harshly, his mind racing with the possibilities of what could happen as he quickly got dressed.

Y/N's P.O.V

I paced my floor nervously, my teeth biting on my nail as I waited for Peter to get here. I was lucky in that my backstory of my dad being a scientist for Stark Industries covered me for the fact that I lived at the Tower. The problem would come if my dad saw him sneaking in, but given the time of night that it was, my dad would either be in the lab or in bed. I whipped around as I heard something, my heart jumping in my chest as I saw Peter crouching outside my window. My eyebrows furrowed, my mind slightly questioning how he'd gotten all the way up here, but my heart decided that I was way too horny as I opened the window. He gave me a small smile and jumped into my room before looking at me.

"Um...hey-." I immediately took his face and pulled him down to join our lips. His eyes widened but he returned the kiss immediately, his hands lowering to grip my hips as I held his face. The kiss quickly got heated, our hands tugging at each other's clothing as Peter deepened the kiss and slipped his tongue into my mouth.

"You're so fucking hot, baby." He muttered as he broke the kiss, both of us smirking as I used the opportunity to pull my t-shirt over my head to leave me in just my bra and shorts.

"So are you, Pete." I returned as he also pulled his t-shirt over his head. His smirk widened as he took my face and leant down to capture my lips again, my fingers raking down his abs as he held my face. I squealed against his lips as his hands moved to my thighs and pulled, lifting me up and wrapping my legs around his waist as he carried me to my bed.

"Hurry, I need you, Pete." I whined against his lips as he gently lay me down on my bed.

"Don't worry, babe, I'll see to you." He smirked. I moaned at his words, only spurring the boy on more as he curled his arm underneath me and unclipped my bra. His lips moved down to my neck, his teeth nipping and biting at my skin as he started to kiss down my collarbone and to my chest. I gulped and followed him with my gaze, my heart starting to pound more harshly in my chest as I put my hands to his hair. I watched as he kissed down to the hem of my shorts, every movement of his body already making the space in between my legs drip with anticipation as his fingers worked to undo my shorts. He pulled them down along with my panties as I started to encourage him by gently tugging on his hair.

"Fuck, that feels good, angel." He moaned quietly as he put my legs over his shoulders.

"Peter Parker, have I just uncovered a kink of yours?" I teased, making him smirk and kiss the insides of my thighs.

"Keep doing it and you'll find out." He returned before leaning down and attaching his lips to my clit. I breathed out, my mouth hanging open and my eyes fluttering shut as he started to gently eat me out.

"Fuck, Pete." I moaned quietly, making the boy smirk against me as his lips sucked on my clit and his tongue gently dipped in and out of my folds. Moans started to freely leave my lips, my fingers tugging on Peter's curls as the boy's mouth already worked wonders on me and started to push me towards the edge. His arms curled around my legs and pulled me closer to him, only adding more pleasure as his hands sprawled out against my stomach to pin me down to the bed.

"Peter, shit." I choked, my back arching off of the bed as the knot continued to get tighter in my stomach.

"That feel good, baby?" he hummed against me.

"So good, don't stop, fuck." I moaned. He smirked against me, my words spurring the boy on as I continued to gently pull at his curls. By this point, I had been reduced to a moaning mess underneath Peter, my body squirming around underneath him in any way that I could in an attempt to deal with the pleasure as he made me feel like I'd never felt before. I gasped loudly, my back arching again and my fingers harshly pulling on his hair as he gently pushed a finger into me.

"Fuck, Pete." I choked, only making him smirk more as he gently started to pump his finger in and out of me whilst continuing to work my clit with his mouth. The knot was getting tighter with every movement, it about to burst in my stomach as he continued to eat me out and pump his finger in and out of me. Until it broke. I moaned loudly, my mouth hanging open and my head digging into the pillow as the knot broke. My orgasm washed through me, wave after wave of pleasure engulfing my body as my legs shook against his shoulders and my back arched into him. I sighed out and relaxed my body back against the bed as the feeling eventually passed.

"Was that good, babe?" Peter asked teasingly, making me smirk and bite my lip at him as he crawled back up my body.

"Don't be an ass, Pete, you know that it was." I retorted. He smirked and nodded as he leant down to smash our lips together again. I returned the kiss, my legs wrapping around Peter's waist as he pulled his fully hard dick out of his jeans.

"Do you have a condom, baby? I was in such a rush to get over here that I forgot to grab any." He chuckled as he broke the kiss and moved his lips down to my neck again.

"I don't, but I'm on the pill, so it's okay." I nodded. He pulled away from my neck and looked at me with furrowed eyebrows.

"You're on the pill? Why?" He gulped. I looked at him.

"I'm eighteen, Pete, I have sex. Play your cards right and I'll start having sex exclusively with you." I nodded.

"I like the sound of that." He smirked, making me return it as he started to gently push into me. I sighed out at the feeling, my eyes fluttering shut as he soon bottomed out.

"Fuck, you feel amazing, babe." He choked as he dropped his head to my shoulder.

"So do you, but I need you to move." I breathed. He nodded as he started to gently thrust into me. I sighed again, the feeling of him filling me before pulling out quickly turning into pleasure as he picked up his pace. Soon enough, his hips were jutting at speed against mine, moans radiating from both of our lips as he started to fuck me somewhat harshly. I leant up and started to place open-mouthed and nippy kisses on his neck in an attempt to muffle my own moans, making Peter choke at the feeling.

"Jesus, angel, that feels amazing." he grunted into my shoulder as I continued to work on his neck.

"Another kink, good to know." I teased, making him smirk as he continued to fuck me. The knot was building up in my stomach again, the sound of our skin slapping together bouncing off of the walls as our bodies became stuck together with sweat. Everything from the smell of sex, to the sinful noises sounding from us was helping me get there, and so I wouldn't last long at this rate. And neither would Peter from the way that he was gradually speeding up.

"Jesus, why the fuck haven't we done this before?" Peter moaned, his biceps bulging with the weight of trying to hold himself up above me as he continued to fuck me into next week.

"Fuck knows, we should have started this years ago." I breathed, making him smirk and nod as he started to also nip at my skin. I arched my back into his chest, my head digging into the pillow and my fingers pulling at his hair as each thrust of his hips sent me closer to the edge of my orgasm. And there were a lot of thrusts.

"Baby, I'm getting close." he grunted.

"So am I, Pete, don't stop, fuck." I moaned. He smirked against my skin, his arm wrapping around me and pulling me into his chest as his hips snapped violently against mine. I moaned into his ear, my fingers harshly pulling on his curls as my second orgasm of the night hit me. My legs shook around his waist, my body jolting underneath him as the waves of pleasure took over.

"Fuck, angel, shit." Peter moaned into my ear as he came too, and the warm feeling entered me. We panted heavily, my body held tightly into his as we just lay there for a second. I let my eyes flutter open, my heart pounding and my mind racing as I tried to comprehend the fact that my best friend, hopefully soon-to-be boyfriend, had just fucked me. Peter peppered a few more light kisses against my neck before pulling out of me, making me bite my lip and look at him as he lay down next to me. He gave me a small smile as he curled his arm around my waist and pulled me into his body as I rested my head and hand on his chest.

"That was amazing." He nodded, making me smirk and nod as I gently kissed his skin.

"It was. I'm just hoping that it means what I think that it means." I admitted.

"What do you think that it means, angel?" He asked. I gulped and bit my lip. We'd already had sex, if there was damage to be done, not much more could be done by telling Peter my true feelings at this point.

"I think that it means that we like each other. Because I've liked you for years, and I'm thinking that knowing you, you wouldn't have come over and had sex with me unless you felt the same. So, I'm hoping that that was us confessing our feelings to each other." I nodded. He returned it and bit his lip.

"I'm glad that you think that. Because that's what it meant for me." He admitted. I breathed a sigh of relief, making him chuckle and kiss my head as he pulled me closer.

I stood by my slightly ajar door, my eyes glued to the hallway outside of my room as I waited.

"Hold on...two seconds." I mumbled, Peter waiting for my signal as he stood behind me. After we'd had sex last night, Peter and I had admitted our feelings to each other, and then had accidentally fallen asleep together. Which made the feat of trying to get him out of the Tower without anyone, especially my dad, noticing very hard.

"Okay...come on, let's go." I whispered, making Peter nod as I opened the door, and we left my room. I gulped and looked around, my heart in my throat at the idea of being caught sneaking out of my room with a boy. I'd never hear the end of it. I looked ahead and my eyes widened, both Peter and I stopping in our tracks as dad walked past the end of the hallway. His eyes flicked down to us and looked forward again before widening and going back to us.

"Um...what's going on here?" He asked slowly. I gulped harshly, my mind desperately waiting to come up with an answer. Which was especially hard given that both my neck and Peter's neck were covered in hickeys, so it was painfully obvious what we'd been up to.

"I, um...fuck-."

"Peter, what are you doing in my house on a Friday morning, with my daughter, with hickeys on your neck?" My dad asked through gritted teeth. My eyebrows furrowed as Peter's eyes widened.

"Hold up, daughter-."

"Wait, you know each other?" I scoffed as I looked between Peter and my dad.

"You know each other?" Peter retorted, making me gulp again.

"I, um...I'm not the daughter of a scientist who works for Tony Stark. I'm the daughter of the Tony Stark." I admitted with a sheepish smile. Peter's eyes widened again.

"WHAT?!" He exclaimed.

"Sorry, Pete, but I'm not the only one with explaining to do, how do you know my dad?" I scoffed. His shocked expression dropped into a panicked one, the boy gulping as he looked at me.

"Shit-."

"He knows me because he's my intern, Y/N, he's Spider-Man." My dad nodded, making both of our eyes widen again.

"Mr. Stark?!"

"WHAT?!" I exclaimed, just like Peter had done a moment before.

"I can fucking guess how you two know each other, you're the girl who he's been texting. Fuck me, how could I be so stupid?" Dad groaned as he threw his arms up.

"What are you talking about?" Peter scoffed.

"He hacked your phone, Pete, and was helping you talk to me without any of us realising that one, he was involved and two, I was the girl." I nodded. Peter looked at my dad.

"Mr. Stark, what the hell?!" He yelled.

"Okay, let's just take two seconds, a lot of shit has just been said, let's have two minutes to figure it out." I nodded. Peter and my dad sighed, all of us exchanging sheepish looks.

"So...just to get this straight...I'm Y/N Stark, Peter, I'm sorry for lying to you. But we've been talking for years, and you told my dad since you're his 'intern' slash Spider-Man. Without realising that I was the girl who you liked, my dad helped you out to talk to me. That's resulted in us sle-I mean, admitting our feelings for each other." I gulped.

"Y/N, I appreciate you trying to save my blushes, but I think that we all know that I know what happened between you." my dad grimaced, making Peter look at him with wide eyes as he turned bright red.

"Can we please just agree to never talk about this again? Because Peter and I are now a thing, but there have been a lot of lies and deception to get us there." I scoffed.

"Yes, please, if I never talk about this again with you, I'll be a happy man. I swear to god, though, if I ever hear you doing anything, I will cut my own ears off." my dad shuddered, making me sigh as he turned back down the hall and started to walk away again. I gulped and turned to Peter, the poor boy looking at me with terrified eyes.

"I think that we need to talk, Pete." I nodded.

"Yeah. We do." He sighed, making me give him a small smile as he took my hand and we continued down the hallway.