There are many things that could be said about your boyfriend Peter Parker.
-He’s clingy af (in the cute, endearing way. Not the “no one is allowed to look at you except me way)
-He’s adorable??? Like all the time????
-He’s crazy smart, I mean how else would he get the Stark Internship
-He’s a total sweetheart
-Nerd. 100%. And Geek. Also 100%
But the one thing you didn’t expect however,
Was how fucking shredded he was underneath all those sweaters he wore. Not that you were complaining. Quite on the contrary actually. You just couldn’t believe that your sweet baby Peter was built like Captain America (as much as an 18 year old boy could be at least)
Things had been progressing… in your relationship as of late. And one night those ... things… had lead to both of your shirts being stripped and then holy crap ~abs~ was all you could think for a solid 30 seconds.
“Hey uh, Y/N, I’m up here remember,” Peter said sheepishly, a blush splashing across his cheeks as he laid atop you, one arm propped on the bed to keep from crushing you under his weight.
“Yeah sorry but uhm when did this,” you said poking him in the freakishly firm stomach “happen exactly?” Peter’s blush deepened even further, the tips of his adorably large ears staining pink.
“I don’t know, I work out a little I guess,” He whispers, flicking his eyes everywhere but at your face.
~A little, holy shit if that was all it took maybe I could stand to work out “a little”...
Your wits returned to you once you realized just how uncomfortable the continued less than innocent staring was making your boyfriend. And like that another thing was added to your list,
Okay maybe two.
“Peter, baby,” You said as you put a finger under his chin and guided his face to look at you again. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable, I was just a little surprised that this is what you were hiding underneath all those layers you wear,” you giggled as you reached up and give him a little peck on his nose.
“You didn’t!.. I mean...not in the way you’re thinking,” He stammered again and holy shit you didn’t think the boy could have possibly gotten any redder but there he was, your tomato boyfriend. You tilted your head to the side, obviously confused, how else could he have been uncom… oh
You looked down past his abs and suddenly you were kissing again, this time with a fire that burned you from the inside out. Hands were everywhere, trailing down stomachs, on cheeks, hitching your thigh closer around his hips and pulling on soft curls. This must be what heaven feels like, you thought as you pushed his body down on top of you fully, the skin to skin contact sending your mind ablaze. He really was hard, like… everywhere.
And It wasn’t until the morning, when you woke up snuggled up against Peter Parker, that you were coherent enough to add another thing to the list.
-Really… really good in bed