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Down Bad

Peter B. Parker x AFAB Stripper!Reader

Synopsis: quick blurb-just another night on the job, until you meet a down bad handsome divorcee with cash to blow on a one night stand. WC: 841

A/N: here's a lil something for the Peter B. hive while I work on dbf!Peter B. Part 2! Sorry it's taking me a sec bc it'll probably be a long one😮‍💨

CW: MINORS DNI, smut(protected p in v, handjob, dry humping, edging, reader is more of a Dom), stripper/client relationship, prostitution

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Normally you don't go home with your clients, but when you jokingly said to the handsome man with a five o'clock shadow and puppy brown eyes that you'll be his for the rest of the night if he gives you $5,000 and sure enough he pulled out multiple bands of cash from a small black duffle,(all of his investment money he got back from selling his failing restaurant), you thought you were dreaming.

Eyes widening as he counted it in front of you, sending your live location to the bouncer, you couldn't believe it as you slid in the backseat of the Uber, his warm hand on your inner thigh. 

You gaze up at him curiously when he's not looking, his face a little more visible out of the anonymous dark light of the strip club that tended to make strange faces more enticing when paired with imbibement.

However, this man had just as much, if not more beauty than you were originally under the impression he possessed. His charm balanced with just the right amount of ruggedness that was so irresistible in an older man. 

But, he's chatty, this one. You find yourself equal parts annoyed and amused, unable to tell if he's always like this or this is nervous energy coming from having such a pretty thing like you in his bed. He smirks as he watches you unbutton his shirt, the sexiest dimple in his cheek. 

"Eager are we?" he teases.

"Shut up." You retort in your honeyed tone, bringing one of your knees to his crotch, pushing him backwards towards the bed.

"Aa-ah!" Peter's eyelids droop heavenly at the pressure against his cock, sinking down onto the bed with a groan.

He chuckles, "You're a feisty one...."

"You're a loud one." You say simply, mirroring his smirk, as you straddle his lap, still clad in your dancer's outfit from the club, high heels on your feet. 

You roll your hips against his bulge as you unzip his pants, earning a deep groan from Peter. 

"Fuck, sweetheart..." 

He freezes as you hold his cock in your hand, squeezing the shaft, trying to put off the sensation of your mouth watering as you felt the slight curve of his cock as you explored his length, realizing he's packing down there meaning more fun for you later. 

"Oh you're big..." You murmur, starting to stroke him up and down as you line him up with your clothed pussy, beginning to gently hump against him. 

Peter pants, giving you a smug smile.

"Big enough for you baby?" 

He places one hand to his side to steady himself on the bed with you in his lap while his other slides up your thigh, squeezing it as it travels and grips your asscheek. 

You smack his hand sharply, he retreats it in alarm.

 "Ah!" A look of shock in his stupidly pretty brown eyes. 

"Hands off." You command. "Not til I say you can..."

Peter huffs out a puff of air, a little look of amusement and wonder on his face. Why did he find this kind of hot? 

"You got protection, sweetheart?" You return to sweetness, tilting your head slightly as you use one of your hands on his chest to recline him against the pillows.  

Peter gulps, "Y-yes." 

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Moments later you hum quietly, bobbing over the angry tip of his cock that has a condom on it, biting your lip as you feel his mushroom tip softly nudge against your pussy, the latex and the lubing gel sending a cooling sensation as you squelch around his tip, finally letting out a loud moan as you let yourself sink down just a little bit more. 

Peter grunts, his hairy chest heaving up and down, knuckles white as he grips the sheets for dear life, an almost pained expression on his face,

"Baby please..."

You ignore him, letting yourself focus solely on pleasuring yourself with Peter's cock, drawing out his fat tip, dragging it in circles, letting it slide and massage vertically until it nuzzles that sweet spot on your clit. 

"Ah....ahh....fuck...look at you..." Peter's eyes melt with pleasure at the lusty sight of you enjoying yourself. 

"Feels good, using me...?" He whispers.

"Mhmm..." You answer with your eyes closed.

Without warning, you slam yourself down his length, both of you gasping sharply then surrendering to breathy moans as you begin rocking your hips back and forth on Peter's cock, finally letting him squeeze your breasts when he laid there and let you use him like the good boy he was for you. 

"God baby..." He murmurs, your passionate movements causing his voice to shake slightly as you ride him, already inching steadily towards his climax.

"You're...such an angel.... fuck!" 

He groans when you stop moving.

"You don't cum til I say you can." 

You draw your hips out and back, an agonizing slow roll as you envelope his cock in your warm cunt, Peter hissing air through his teeth at the taste of moving while inside of you again. 

He was in for a long night.

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