[Peter huffs against the skin of Leo's inner thigh, releasing his hold to lay his leg flat. He playfully mimes sticking it down with his free hand, jerking Leo off with the other.]
You've always been cute, handsome, gorgeous. [Peter says as much easily, whilst still actively tormenting his spouse lovingly.]
[Okay, so leg flat and still but pizza supreme he wants to buck up so bad into his hand. He grips his hands tighter into fists to make up for not being "able" to move them.]
I just like reminding you. Because its cute when you get a little swagger. I can see your tail wiggling under your pants. [Given how serious and stark their lives have become, seeing that brief bit of before feels good sometimes.
He drags out his strokes, just enjoying how much Leo is already fidgety from the teasing.]
I know I look good. I'm just- me? [Peter feels comfortable in his body, content with who he is now. He just doesn't see himself as a knock out in the way Leo insists he is.]
[His face turns some kind of color at that. He didn't know Peter even looked at that, let alone did it on purpose for that reason.
But he whines high in his throat with that teasing of his hand, feeling himself twitching the longer Peter just toys with him.]
And - you know? Just you? They all think you're a great guy. Mild Mannered Peter Parker. They have no idea what a menace you are. I know the truth though.
I'll be sure to keep my mild mannered look for the 'public'. [Peter snorts a little at the description as he continues stroking Leo's member.] You like it when I menace you though. I know this for a fact.
[The problem and blessing with long stamina on both their parts means Peter can keep this going for a good while. He makes sure Leo's other lay is laid flat before he reaches for his husband's tail. He has a decent guess that the sensation from both will likely drive him crazy.]
[His muscles tense as he tries to keep flat for the whole scenario Peter presented. But it's so difficult between the stroking and playing with his tail, it should be illegal. Against the rules. They should actually set rules sometime. He shifts his hands only so he can grip his left wrist with the right, squeezing tight. Not moving not moving not moving-]
I look forward to your inevitable revenge. [He might regret saying that later, but for now, Peter is content to play. Fondling Leo's tail with easy familiarity.] I'm sure I'll forget and you'll pounce.
[Like he is by dipping in to press a kiss against the head of Leo's member.]
[The rest of that thought is cut off with a gasp. Things that are truly unfair: This. There are only so many ways Leo can tease Peter in situations like this if their positions were reversed. Sure he'd come up with something, but it'd take a little more work on his part. But Peter has so many options here.]
Existing. You always get me going. [The look on Leo's face just makes Peter's lips curl into an amused smile.
Watching Leo get this worked up is already killing Peter a little. He wants to fuck his husband badly. He has just a bit of teasing left before he actually gets to Business.
He presses a few light kisses along Leo's member.]
Two can play this game. He won't move but he doesn't have to. He gets that look on his face that says he's up to no good. Leo closes his eyes and focuses, feeling out for Peter's threads of ninpo. Letting his own trail along to Peter's core and sparking a bit at the back of his mind. It's not something they often like this, but something he will use to tease Peter with for the added sensation.]
[Peter just groans again, pushing back a little with his own ninpo to return the gesture.] I keep forgetting we can do that.
[He pulls at the proverbial threads tightening the strands between them. Peter was still definitely feeling it, and he was going to try and make Leo feel it too.
Peter just shifts, managing to keep himself composed enough to hold eye contact and sit down on Leo. He straddles his husband before moving to slide down onto Leo's member with a likely too-swift motion.
Combining that sensation with the ninpo probably wasn't the best idea.]
[It really doesn't take much to make him feel it. He's a little awestruck from the tugging of the ninpo between them to watching Peter move and slide onto him. But the quickness of it with the ninpo sensation has him just about shout, squeezing his wrists to keep them in place and his muscles tightening for a second.
But now he wants to move? He wants to thrust up into him and he's trying to play along here, Peter has made it so difficult.]
[Peter if anything is seeing stars from that combination coming together. He releases a noise that is a very loud strangled moan.
It takes Peter a moment to get his bearings. He starts rocking on Leo, breathing heavily as he does so. He manages to find a rhythm not really giving either of them much of a break this time.
He raises a hand miming cutting the web around his hips.]
[He almost misses the motion entirely, still blinking back that feeling a bit. But he catches the words at least and sees where Peter's hand was coming from.]
Oh nooo [Oh that's way to breathy, he almost can't get the words out between pants.] How terribleeeeee.
[But he'll take that invitation, rocking his hips up hard into Peter matching his pace. There's a challenge in not being able to use his hands to ground or secure himself anywhere, but who is he if he doesn't appreciate a challenge?]
[Peter laughs at the response, the sound unintentionally louder than usual. Though it pitches into a moan as Leo starts moving his hips. He keeps what hold he has on his ninpo, trying to keep the pulsing going.]
I'll get you back down eventually. [Its not much of a threat given Peter is rocking into Leo with no sense of hesitation.]
[It's so hard to get a complete thought in his head when Peter's moving that consistently, that fast, with the ninpo pulsing in the back of his mind with it. It's almost impossible, actually.]
No... No, I don't think I do. I think you should tell me.
[Maybe he just wants to listen to Peter try to talk right now. Maybe he wants to hear Peter try to talk dirty right now. He can't wait for that bone deep exhaustion by the end of this, but he wants to enjoy this right now too.]
[Peter groans a little. He shouldn't be too surprised Leo wants to talk. Both of them talk so much. He's going faster now, just trying to get them closer to the edge.
His voice comes out in a low growl as he plants his hands firmly against Leo's hips.]
I'll get you pinned back into my web soon enough. [He groans a little, rolling his hips.] Because you're mine, and I'm not going to share you.
Okay, Leo didn't think he was into anyone being weirdly possessive with him? But hearing that, Peter's voice in that low growl while they go is doing Something to him.]
Oh, I could get used to that- [Soon as he finishes that thought, Peter rubs over him in a way that whites out the edges of his vision, moaning his name before he cuts it off biting down on his lip.]
[Later Peter will be embarrassed by how possessive he got. It isn't the most normal sentiment around.
Right now he's just rocking into Leo, on the verge of tipping himself over the edge. He tightens his grip on their ninpo, letting more of the magic pool under his skin.
Peter gasps a little. Arching his back trying to chase that feeling.]
[Leo can't help how he unconsciously starts tightening and loosening the grip on his own wrist in time with their thrusts. Just like he can't stop staring up at Peter like this; does his husband know? How amazing he looks like this? How he makes his muscles and skin tighten an- oh no, that's a leg cramp actually.]
Yeah? [Ooh he's out of breath and that sounded a lot rougher than he meant.] Keep going.
[The roughness of Leo's voice just sends a shiver down Peter's spine as he pants back.
His gaze is focused on Leo, just soaking the turtle in. God, he loves Leo. He loves him so much. His handsome, funny, brilliant husband. Adoration settles on his features.]
I just- I just want you to myself for a little longer. I don't want to share you. [That came out a lot less sexy than he intended and more tender. He only slows his movement down so he can reach out and 'free' Leo's hands.]
Hold me. [That at least came out more commanding. Better.]
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You've always been cute, handsome, gorgeous. [Peter says as much easily, whilst still actively tormenting his spouse lovingly.]
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[Okay, so leg flat and still but pizza supreme he wants to buck up so bad into his hand. He grips his hands tighter into fists to make up for not being "able" to move them.]
Do kinda wish you'd see yourself like that too.
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He drags out his strokes, just enjoying how much Leo is already fidgety from the teasing.]
I know I look good. I'm just- me? [Peter feels comfortable in his body, content with who he is now. He just doesn't see himself as a knock out in the way Leo insists he is.]
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But he whines high in his throat with that teasing of his hand, feeling himself twitching the longer Peter just toys with him.]
And - you know? Just you? They all think you're a great guy. Mild Mannered Peter Parker. They have no idea what a menace you are. I know the truth though.
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[The problem and blessing with long stamina on both their parts means Peter can keep this going for a good while. He makes sure Leo's other lay is laid flat before he reaches for his husband's tail. He has a decent guess that the sensation from both will likely drive him crazy.]
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[His muscles tense as he tries to keep flat for the whole scenario Peter presented. But it's so difficult between the stroking and playing with his tail, it should be illegal. Against the rules. They should actually set rules sometime. He shifts his hands only so he can grip his left wrist with the right, squeezing tight. Not moving not moving not moving-]
I'm gonna remember this.
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[Like he is by dipping in to press a kiss against the head of Leo's member.]
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[The rest of that thought is cut off with a gasp. Things that are truly unfair: This. There are only so many ways Leo can tease Peter in situations like this if their positions were reversed. Sure he'd come up with something, but it'd take a little more work on his part. But Peter has so many options here.]
Did I do something today that got you going?
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Watching Leo get this worked up is already killing Peter a little. He wants to fuck his husband badly. He has just a bit of teasing left before he actually gets to Business.
He presses a few light kisses along Leo's member.]
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[He lets out a forced, even breath.
Two can play this game. He won't move but he doesn't have to. He gets that look on his face that says he's up to no good. Leo closes his eyes and focuses, feeling out for Peter's threads of ninpo. Letting his own trail along to Peter's core and sparking a bit at the back of his mind. It's not something they often like this, but something he will use to tease Peter with for the added sensation.]
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The ninpo sparking, burning brightly, at his core makes Peter startle. He sucks in a sharp little breath.]
Ooh- Oh- [He knew he was turned on, by a lot, but the gentle tease absolutely made him go bright red, leaning heavily against Leo.
Peter looks up at him, narrowing his eyes. He tries to make a threat, but it's a little breathy.] I should bite you for that.
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You've already been biting me, babe.
[He's grinning like no tomorrow now that he got a leg up for that brief moment.] Not the only one who can drive their spouse a little crazy.
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[He pulls at the proverbial threads tightening the strands between them. Peter was still definitely feeling it, and he was going to try and make Leo feel it too.
Peter just shifts, managing to keep himself composed enough to hold eye contact and sit down on Leo. He straddles his husband before moving to slide down onto Leo's member with a likely too-swift motion.
Combining that sensation with the ninpo probably wasn't the best idea.]
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But now he wants to move? He wants to thrust up into him and he's trying to play along here, Peter has made it so difficult.]
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It takes Peter a moment to get his bearings. He starts rocking on Leo, breathing heavily as he does so. He manages to find a rhythm not really giving either of them much of a break this time.
He raises a hand miming cutting the web around his hips.]
Oh no, the web broke. [He breathes out huskily.]
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Oh nooo [Oh that's way to breathy, he almost can't get the words out between pants.] How terribleeeeee.
[But he'll take that invitation, rocking his hips up hard into Peter matching his pace. There's a challenge in not being able to use his hands to ground or secure himself anywhere, but who is he if he doesn't appreciate a challenge?]
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I'll get you back down eventually. [Its not much of a threat given Peter is rocking into Leo with no sense of hesitation.]
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Back- Back down to what?
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[Neither of them are particularly focused right now. Peter can tell by the end of this both of them are going to be tired, but in a good way.]
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[Maybe he just wants to listen to Peter try to talk right now. Maybe he wants to hear Peter try to talk dirty right now. He can't wait for that bone deep exhaustion by the end of this, but he wants to enjoy this right now too.]
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His voice comes out in a low growl as he plants his hands firmly against Leo's hips.]
I'll get you pinned back into my web soon enough. [He groans a little, rolling his hips.] Because you're mine, and I'm not going to share you.
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Okay, Leo didn't think he was into anyone being weirdly possessive with him? But hearing that, Peter's voice in that low growl while they go is doing Something to him.]
Oh, I could get used to that- [Soon as he finishes that thought, Peter rubs over him in a way that whites out the edges of his vision, moaning his name before he cuts it off biting down on his lip.]
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Right now he's just rocking into Leo, on the verge of tipping himself over the edge. He tightens his grip on their ninpo, letting more of the magic pool under his skin.
Peter gasps a little. Arching his back trying to chase that feeling.]
Leo- I'm- [He's panting now.] I'm gonna- soon.
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Yeah? [Ooh he's out of breath and that sounded a lot rougher than he meant.] Keep going.
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His gaze is focused on Leo, just soaking the turtle in. God, he loves Leo. He loves him so much. His handsome, funny, brilliant husband. Adoration settles on his features.]
I just- I just want you to myself for a little longer. I don't want to share you. [That came out a lot less sexy than he intended and more tender. He only slows his movement down so he can reach out and 'free' Leo's hands.]
Hold me. [That at least came out more commanding. Better.]
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