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Wanna Bet?

Pairing: Peter x M!Reader

Summary: You and Peter both are relaxing on their day off. An idea comes into Peter’s mind for a bet and it’s that him and you both have a running contest to see who’s the fastest out of the two with the school watching them

A/N: you have the same power as Peter

A flash of blue comes in and out of the shared room Peter shares with you. He calls out your name. You stop next to the bed. “What?” You adjust your jacket. 

The two of you pretty much wear the same things but different colours as yours is blue and black, along with sharing the same interests. “I know this is everyone’s day off, but I’m thinking that you and I could have a bet.”

“Depends on what the bet is and what the winner gets from the loser.” You cross your arms over your chest. “The bet is to see who’s the fastest out of the both of us. And we can think about what the winner wants after.” Peter smiles at you, which you returns.

“Deal.” You extend your hand out to seal the deal, which he refuses. You tilts your head questioningly. He grabs your hand to pull you in. You get seated in his lap before he places my lips on yours.

Standing back up, a blue flash exits out of the room. 

Peter runs out as well to tell everyone at the mansion about the bet. He stands next to you as everyone walks out the front of the school. “Who’s gonna keep track?” you question.

“I will.” You two turn to see the Professor roll in behind you “Get ready.” You and Peter both turn back around and placing your goggles over your eyes. “Set.”

“I hope you like the taste of losing.” A grin appears on his face. “I think it’s the other way around.” you retort back. “Go!” Both zooming off, you go around the city and country with everything slowing down, each of your hair flying behind you.

 Appearing back in front of everyone in less of the time we left, you ask, “So? Who won?” Yours and Peter’s goggles are placed back on your heads. “Peter. By 2 milliseconds.” The Professor nods towards your boyfriend. “Ha, ha. Suck it!” He turns to see you holding a cream-pie in your hand and it smashing against his face. “Eat this.”

Everyone holds in a laugh. He wipes the whip cream from my eyes. “I thought the winner got to pick of what the loser gets to do for their punishment. And clearly, I’m the winner.” Laughs erupt from everyone from keeping it in.

“I was dared to from some of the others. And I never back down from a dare. Anyway, what would Quicksilver want for his prize?”

“Kisses, cuddles and Twinkies. Plus me beating your ass on video games.”

Squishy

Pairing: Pietro x GN!Reader

Summary: You love to squish this fast man’s cheeks

The front door closes behind you after you had cleaned out most of the barn. “You good, Piet?” you asked, leaning over the couch’s backrest to see him lying on the couch, watching TV.

He nods, a dopey smile on his face. “I’m good, baby.” He pouts his lips for a kiss, a peck pressed against his lips.

Pietro pouts more, wanting more kisses, watching you go to the kitchen.

“What do you want for dinner?” you bend down, rummaging through the fridge. You peek your head out of the fridge to see your boyfriend’s chin on the armrest, resting on his stomach and staring at your ass.

“Hey!” He shakes his head, getting out of his daze.

“We could go to Bird-Brain’s place and have dinner with them. It’s a few seconds away. For me, anyway.”

"We can go to them another night.”

Pietro then suggests going to a random restaurant. You agree. 

Closing the fridge door, you walk towards him as he lays back down. Keeping your attention on the TV, you straddle Pietro’s waist, his hands resting on your thighs.

Now with your attention on the man you’re sitting on, you cup his cheeks, squishing them together. “Squishy.” you extend the ‘s’ as you whisper the nickname you gave him. He questions why you call him that.

"’Cause that’s what you are. You’re my squishy, fast man.” He chuckles as you continue to play with his cheeks. “Squishy, squish.” You squish his cheeks together one more time, making him pout his lips out as if he was a fish.

You giggled at the sight, himself laughing at your reaction and the feeling.

Your forehead leans against his chest, laughs and giggles calming down. You turn your head to rest your cheek against his chest and forehead against the side of his neck.

"You’re getting the food, Squishy.”

“Okay.”