I Want You Parker
Miguel gripped the sides of his desk as he did and let out a deep huff. His spider senses picked up everything. Peter’s scent, his pulse, even his breathing drove Miguel into a frenzy. Miguel felt his dick stiffen in his suit. He let out another deep huff that bordered on a growl. His mind was swimming in lust, desire and want.
Miguel knew he felt something for Peter. But between his heightened senses (and stubbornness) he couldn’t tell what he was feeling.
“Lyla?” he said between pants. His head was still a mess of feelings and desire. Lyla’s soft orange glow appeared on his shoulder.
“Yes sir, what can I do for you?” Lyla said in a sing-song voice.
“Turn the office mode to Dark and make sure I’m not disturbed please.”
“Right away Senior Grumpy”
Lyla fuzzed out.
Miguel slouched over into his office chair. His head spun from the desire he still felt for Peter. He pressed a button on his suit that let it fade off his body, leaving him naked. His cock was already hard and aching for some friction.
Miguel grunted as he gripped it. He let his mind get away from him and began to imagine doing things to Peter.
Touching him, holding him by his waist, pressing his hips to Peters, kissing him.
“God…fuck” Miguel groaned. His face was hot and arousal dripped from the tip of his cock. He let his hand go faster and faster as the thoughts came to him.
Holding Peter's hips firm as he drove himself into him, Peter whimpering and begging for more of Miguel's cock, both of them needing more and more of each other.
Miguel's face was twisted in pleasure as his body shuddered. He wanted, no, needed Peter.
He needed to hold him, both naked and their cocks pressing against each other in a dance. Miguel needed to kiss him and trail kisses down his neck and mark Peter as his own. He needed to claim him by biting him. He wanted Peter to feel how much Miguel needed him. Miguel wanted Peter to feel it so much he would cum just from the bite, he would feel such overwhelming need with him.
Miguel's hand quickened on his cock as he grunted and moaned. He bit his lip hard as he stifled a moan of Peter’s name.
“Godfuckingdamnnit” he grunted as his cock spirted out cum. His body was enveloped with pleasure and he sunk into his chair with a sigh.
The thoughts slowed and were chased away by reality hazing back in. Miguel looked down at the sticky mess between his thighs and abdomen.
“Fuck Parker, what have you done to me?”