Requested by SebastianHHarrison: Peter hooks up with a girl from school, not realising that she's Steve Rogers' daughter. Steve is a single dad, and is very protective, and he catches them asleep and naked together.

Peter and I stumbled into my bedroom, lips joined, heads fuzzy, and hands roaming each other's bodies as we made out hungrily. Peter slid his tongue into my mouth to deepen the kiss, making me giggle and him smirk into it as he dominated the moment.

"God, you're so fucking hot, angel." He mumbled as he broke the kiss and moved his lips down to my neck.

"You're not too bad yourself, Parker." I teased, making his smirk widen as he lifted me up and put me down on my bed before crawling over me. Peter and I weren't that close, even as friends, though you'd be forgiven for thinking otherwise given our current position. Despite us not being close, I had always had a massive crush on the boy. His kind smile, beautiful curls and gorgeous eyes were accompanied by an equally beautiful personality, and he always made me smile even when I wasn't the target of his admiration. And so when Peter started flirting with me tonight at a party that we'd been invited to, I jumped at the chance for something to happen. Both of us had already been tipsy by the time that he had approached me, and soon enough we were both drunk, and I was inviting him back to mine. In the morning, I would surely see how bad of an idea that was, given that Peter didn't know who I truly was. But I wasn't going to think about that right now. Instead, I was going to focus on how fucking good Peter felt on top of me. His lips continued to nip at my neck, the boy's teeth scraping against my skin to surely leave hickeys as his hands pushed the skirt of my dress up to reveal my thong. I let him do it all, my core already soaked as I waited for him to do something, anything.

"Is this all for me, babe? Did I do this to you?" Peter cooed, his new-found drunken confidence only turning me on more as his hand dipped into the front of my thong. My breath hitched, my eyes fluttering in pleasure as he started to gently play with my folds.

"Pete." I moaned quietly, making him smirk into my neck as my head continued to spin from the alcohol.

"That feel good, beautiful?" He teased as his fingers spread my wetness and added to the already growing knot in my stomach. But I didn't want just his finger. I wanted more.

"Pete, stop teasing me, I'm too drunk for foreplay. I want you." I whined.

"Fuck, you sound so hot when you beg." He moaned, making me smirk as he pulled his hand out of my thong. He leant down and smashed our lips together again, me returning it as our hands started to tear the clothes off of each other's bodies. Peter once again dominated the kiss, our tongues and teeth clashing as he hurried to pull his shirt off, and I pulled my dress over my head. Within moments, we were both naked, Peter pulling my bed covers over us as he lay in between my legs, and I grabbed a condom. He bit his lip and looked at me, the boy seemingly admiring me as I rolled the condom onto his rock-hard dick.

"You ready, beautiful?" Peter checked. I nodded and bit my lip, making him return the nod as he started to push into me. My eyes fluttered shut, quiet sighs of pleasure leaving both of our lips as he bottomed out within seconds.

"You feel incredible, angel, holy shit." He choked as he dropped his head to my neck.

"So do you, Pete. Move, please." I breathed. He nodded into my neck before starting to thrust into me. My breath hitched at the feeling, pleasure already making the knot in my stomach build as he started to fuck me. Soon enough, he developed a pace of steadily fucking me, his hips harshly colliding with the backs of my thighs within seconds. Quiet moans started to leave both of our lips, my back arching into his chest and my hands curling around his neck to pull him even closer as his hand gripped my waist.

"Fuck, babe, you feel so good, fuck." Peter grunted, his speed increasing as he continued to leave hickeys along my neck.

"So do you, I'm getting close already." I moaned. Given how much Peter and I had drunk tonight, it wouldn't take long for us to reach our climaxes, evidenced by the fact that my body was already being thrown towards my orgasm. Peter's tip was hitting my g-spot perfectly with each thrust, the sound of our skin slapping together bouncing off of my bedroom walls as our moans also rang out.

"Peter, I'm so close, please, please." I choked.

"I know, baby, so am I, I'll get us there." He promised before leaning up and smashing our lips together. I returned the kiss, Peter moaning into my mouth as my fingers pulled on the hairs at the nape of his neck. My body started to go rigid underneath him, my toes curling against his back as my being prepared itself for what was about to hit. And then just like that...it hit me.

"Peter, fuck, fuck!" I cried out as the knot harshly broke. Waves of pleasure started to rip through me, my legs shaking on either side of Peter's waist as my fingers roughly pulled on his curls.

"Baby, shit, fuck, I'm there." Peter moaned as his eyes squeezed shut, and his hand gripped the pillow by my head as the veins in his forearm harshly bulged. His body went still on top of me, quiet whimpers and grunts leaving his lips as he came too. After a moment, he relaxed again, both of us panting heavily as we came down from the incredible highs.

"Fuck me...that was amazing." He breathed, making me giggle and bite my lip as he pulled out of me and binned the condom.

"Yeah, it was. But now, I need sleep." I smiled as he lay back down behind me and curled his arm over my waist so that we were spooning.

"Yeah, me too, baby. Sleep well." He nodded.

"You too, Pete. You too." I sighed in bliss, my back cuddled into Peter's chest as I rested my head against my pillow, and let my eyes flutter shut.

Peter's P.O.V

"Y/N, honey? Are you awake?" Peter's eyes fluttered open, his brain pounding harshly against his skull as the voice pulled him out of his sleep.

"Sweetie? I didn't hear you come back last night." The voice called out again, making Peter's heart jump in his chest as he could hear footsteps accompanying the voice. The footsteps that were getting closer to the door. His eyes widened as he looked around, him and Y/N still naked in her sheets as she lay asleep in his arms.

"Oh, shit-." The door opened, making Peter look at it. His eyes widened further, confusion and sheer panic filling him as his mouth fell open too.

"Oh, shit." He scoffed. Steve stared back at him with the same expression, both of them clearly equally as shocked and confused as Steve's hand stayed on the doorknob.

"Peter?! What the FUCK are you doing, NAKED, in my daughter's bed?!" He exclaimed. Peter's eyes widened further, his heart jumping harshly in his chest at Steve's words.

"Sorry, your daughter?!" He returned before both of them looked at Y/N. Peter gulped and shook his head, his mind utterly confused as to how he'd only just found out that his crush was his teammate's daughter. Fuck.

Y/N's P.O.V

"Y/N, honey? Are you awake?"

"Sweetie? I didn't hear you come back last night."

"Oh, shit-."

"Oh, shit."

"Peter?! What the FUCK are you doing, NAKED, in my daughter's bed?!"

"Sorry, your daughter?!" My eyebrows furrowed, my mind hearing the two voices but not entirely taking in what they were saying as I slowly came to. I groaned quietly, the hangover taking strong hold of my body as my eyes fluttered open.

"What's going on?" I grumbled as I raised my hand to my face.

"I've just been introduced to your...friend." My eyes shot open, my heart leaping in my chest as dad' voice rang out.

"Oh, shit." I gulped, my cheeks heating up in embarrassment at the fact that my dad had caught me in bed with someone as I sat up and tightly held the sheets against my chest.

"My exact reaction." Peter returned my gulp. I bit my lip and awkwardly looked between dad and Peter, my dad raising his eyebrow and sticking his tongue in his cheek as he waited for me to explain. Because yes, my dad was Steve Rogers...AKA...Captain America. My dad had adopted me with my mom, Peggy Carter, when I had just been a baby. Though, because of the age gap that had been a result of my dad being frozen in ice and my mom living normally, she had died when I had only been a couple of years old. Ever since, it had just been the two of us, and as much as I loved it, it made my dad very protective of me. I knew that he always meant well, after all he loved me and only wanted the best for me, but sometimes...like now...I could only see this going badly.

"Um...dad...this is Peter-."

"Don't worry, honey, we already know each other, because Peter here is Spider-Man." My dad nodded as he pointed at Peter. My eyes widened, as did his as I looked at him.

"WHAT?!" I exclaimed. He gulped and looked at me, the poor boy looking like a deer in headlights as my dad exposed him.

"U-um...surprise?" He chuckled nervously. I sighed and bit my lip, my heart thumping harshly as I desperately tried to wrap my head around the fact that my crush...was Spider-Man. Out of all the boys that my dad could have caught me in bed with, he had to be the one, didn't he?

"Right, you two get dressed, and come into the living room. We need to talk." Dad nodded. My eyes widened again, my heart jumping in anxiety as I looked at him.

"Dad-."

"No, it's not up for discussion." He shook his head, making me sigh as he left my room, and shut the door behind him. I gulped and bit my lip as I looked at Peter, him returning the expression as he looked at me with fear-laced eyes.

"Well, this is going to be interesting." I sighed, making him return it and nod as we both stood up, and started to get dressed.

Peter and I sat on the sofa in my living room, my fingers nervously playing with themselves as dad paced the floor in front of us. I sighed and looked at him, the expression on his face telling me that he was thinking a lot as he rested his hand on his hip.

"Dad, I know that look, what do you need to know?" I sighed as I interrupted him. He stopped pacing before turning to look at us.

"I just-I don't want details, but tell me that you at least used protection." He nodded.

"Of course we did, Steve, I promise." Peter gulped.

"Okay, good. I may have been born in the twenties', but I'm still too young to be a grandfather." He scoffed and shook his head before starting to pace again. Though, he wasn't moving for long before he stopped and turned to face us again.

"Okay, so...what does that mean for you two? Y/N knows that she can date in this house, but we need to set some ground rules if that'll be the case." He nodded. I gulped and looked at Peter, him giving me a small smile as he returned the glance.

"I don't know, dad. I guess that that's something that we have to discuss." I admitted as I looked back at him. He sighed.

"I better leave you to it, then. Let me know if you kids need anything." He spoke. I gave him a small smile as he went to pass me, his hand briefly landing on my shoulder as he passed before he left the room. I sighed and looked at Peter.

"B-by the way, there's no pressure for this to...I don't know, become something if you only wanted it to be a one-night thing." I spoke, my eyes wavering slightly as even just saying that broke my heart slightly. Peter returned the look, the same sadness seemingly creeping over his face too as he gazed at me.

"If I'm honest, babe...I don't want it to just be a one-night thing." He admitted with a shake of his head. My eyes wavered again, this time in hope as my heart jumped.

"What?" I smiled slightly, making Peter chuckle and bite his lip.

"I like you, Y/N. I know that we don't know each other all that well, but you're so beautiful, kind and intelligent that I couldn't help but feel like this despite not knowing you very well. But obviously, I want to get to know you more. So, yes, I like you, and I'd love to take you out sometime." He nodded. I smiled and bit my lip, Peter returning it as he rested his hand on my thigh. My heart was thumping harshly in happiness, my mind already filling with possibilities of where this could take us as I gazed at the kind and loving boy.

"I like you too, Pete. And I'd love that." I admitted.

"Awesome." He chuckled, making me smile and bite my lip as I leant in and gently kissed him.