OH MY GOSH! Guys this book already has 300 reads, and I've had it for just over a week. Thank you guys so much! I love you all😘

Word count: 857
🚫WARNING🚫 minor smuttish. Okay, not really, but a very *clears throat* saucy situation. Please if you aren't comfortable with intense make-outs then don't read. I had a lot of fun writing it though😂 also let's say you guys are maybe seventeen?
Description: your little sister walks in on you and Peter... kissing...

"You were teasing me all day," Peter complained, as you shut the door to your room.

"Was not," you said tossing your jacket and bag to the side.

"Oh please, don't pretend that little stunt you pulled wasn't meant for me." Peter pulled his hoodie off, leaving him in a thin cotton shirt.

"I don't know what you're talking about," you cocked your head to the side innocently. In all reality, Peter had hit the nail on the head. Earlier that day during lunch, surrounded by all your closest friends, you had dropped something next to Peter, sitting up to lean over him, so he had a nice view, your hand relying high on his tensed thigh for balance. You fumbled around for a few seconds, long enough for your fingers to linger over something hard on their journey back. Peter's face turned beet red, as he struggled for air. You suppressed a giggle. However, the rest of your friends didn't notice much, except for Ned asking Peter, "Dude you okay?", to which Peter could only nod.

"Just shut up," Peter grabbed you by the waist, harshly pushing you onto the bed. Your mouths were locked, and Peter slid his tongue over your upper lip, pleading for entrance. You happily complied, allowing a soft moan to escape your mouth. One of his hands focused on keeping your hips steady, while the other snaked up and under your skirt. You disconnected your lips in order to raise his shirt off his body. He followed suit, leaving you in a bra and skirt.

Peter then focused his lips on your neck, sucking forcefully at the delicate skin. You took the time to unbuckle his belt, unzipping his jeans, tugging them down so they were bundled up around the ankles, and Peter quickly flicked them off. Fumbling for his backpack, he found his wallet, fishing out a condom. He raised he eyebrows at you, asking permission. You nodded vigorously, but was overcome with the sudden need to kiss him again before he could do anything with it.

You had rolled over, so you were underneath him, knees on either side. Peter moved his hands behind your back, unhooking the clasp of your bra. Your were so involved with kissing him, you didn't notice the knock on your door.

"Hey Y/n-OH MY GOSH!" You looked around to see your thirteen year old sister, eyes wide. She quickly scattered from your room, covering her eyes. "I didn't see anything!"

"Fuck." You muttered, as Peter hastily reached for something to cover his near nakedness. You redid your bra, picking up Peter's hoodie, slipping it on. Peter found his shirt, then pulled his pants back up.

"C'mon, we have to go talk to S/n." You said, walking over to him.

"I'm uh-I'm gonna need a minute." Peter mumbled, scratching the back of his head. His cheeks were even redder than at lunch. You giggled when you heard him whisper "Happy Hogan, Happy Hogan, Happy Hogan."

Once he was *ahem* ready, the two of you made the walk of shame to S/n's room.

Knocking on the door, you called for your sister "S/n?"

"Y-yes?"

"Can we come in?" You asked hesitantly, clutching Peter's hand.

"Are you both... decent?"

"Yes," you sighed, leaning against the door frame.

"Okay, come in."

S/n was on her bed, sitting crisscross applesauce, head buried in her lap.

"Hey S/n..." you sat cautiously on the edge of her bed, Peter standing awkwardly behind you. "Listen I don't know if you sa-"

"I didn't see anything!" She shook her head frantically, waving her hands in front of you to stop. "Really it's fine, I'm not... scarred or anything."

You looked at Peter who just shrugged back at you, confused.

"Okay. Well you obviously saw something. And if you say you're fine, I won't pressure you. But if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here. And not just about this particular moment. Just... in general." You sister nodded her head, not meeting your eyes. "And don't tell Mom!" You yelled to her as you and Peter left the room.

"Well that was... massively embarrassing." Peter sighed, sitting down on the bed.

"Yeah, but if I'm telling the truth- I think she's always had a crush on you," you giggled, locking your legs around his waist so he was straddled.

"You know..." he whispered into your ear seductively, "May's out with a  friend tonight... she won't be back till late."

"Hmm no interruptions,"  you tapped your chin, pretending to think hard about it. "Let's go."

Grabbing your stuff, you and Peter headed up a flight of stairs to his apartment, rushing to his  room.

"Finally," You sighed, leaning down onto your boyfriend.

A/n: short and awkward.