Pink in the Night (Peter Parker x Reader)
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Pink in the Night by Froggybertholdt
Fandoms: The Amazing Spider-Man (Movies - Webb), Spider-Man - All Media Types
03 Jan 2026
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“I’m Peter, by the way. Peter Parker. Grad student in the Biochemistry department.”
You replied with your name.
“I usually do most of my grading after morning lecture, so I’ll need the space during the afternoon.” You remarked. You could almost see the digital grade markers and the flurry of emails from undergraduates begging for extra credit.
“Sounds good. I’m more of a night owl anyway. I almost never come here earlier than 8 pm.”
“Wow, that seems healthy. I can’t even imagine your sleep schedule.”
“Oh, it’s nonexistent.” He pointed to the heavy bags underneath his eyes and the empty energy drinks strewn around the desk.
“Yeah, you might want to fix that.”
“Never thought of such an idea before. Thanks for the advice.”
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In which you end up booking the same study space as Peter Parker and have to deal with the aftermath.
Title and chapters after Mitski’s Pink in the Night. Chapter 4 contains smut.
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Pegging Peter Parker by Froggybertholdt
Fandoms: The Amazing Spider-Man (Movies - Webb), Spider-Man - All Media Types
08 Jan 2026
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“Why don’t you give it a kiss first? Show me you really want it.”
Peter blushed but leaned forwards, shuffling his knees to you. He was completely naked and kneeling at your feet. You sat on the bed, an oversized Empire State University shirt draping over your legs and barely covering the hot pink dildo fastened on your harness.
He kissed the tip of your strap with a quick peck, face flush with embarrassment. His lower lip trembled.
“I think we can do better than that.” You cocked your head.
Peter looked up, brown eyes round and confused, before he understood what you were asking. He turned so red even the tips of his ears fluttered pink. For a moment you thought he wasn’t going to. Then he craned his head and parted his mouth, kissing and tonguing at the silicone with feverish vigor.
“Good boy.”
You rubbed the member against the side of his face, letting Peter feel the weight and thickness of it. His eyelashes fluttered.
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