miguel sighed, furrowing his eyebrows together. he’d been working on the same thing all night, and he’d gotten nowhere. ever since a spider from earth 42 had found its way into earth 1610, the whole universe had been fucked up — and miguel was the one taking care of it all. he was exhausted — he didn’t know what time it was — but there were things far more important than sleep, currently.
there’d been a glitch in the system, and while technically lyla was fixing it, he wanted to get it solved as quick as possible. he was quite fixated on the current thing, but not too fixated to not pick up the sound of slippers behind him. he let out a long sigh. “parker.” peter stopped walking as he heard his name. “damn, thought i was pretty quiet.” he had that usual stupid grin on his face.
“you’re wearing slippers. you’re not quiet.” peter shrugged. “tried my best,” he made his way beside miguel, flicking his gaze over the screens. “anyways,, you’ve been up here a while, what are you doing?”
“you’re looking at it, can’t you figure it out?” the older man gave another shrug. “honestly? no,”
miguel pinched the bridge of his nose, clenching his jaw. “i don’t need you up here making it worse.”
then, before miguel could get another word out, there was a hand on his shoulder. he tensed against his touch. “calm down, man. lyla’s already working on it,”
“i thought you didn’t know what i was doing?”
”was looking for a conversation starter.” he hummed, trailing that hand along his shoulder.
this was how it always went.
it started out with the little touches. like peter wanted to see just how far he could push. it almost always resulted in miguel snapping, but peter didn’t seem to mind. he always just stuck around. he’d just give that unbothered grin, and god, it drove miguel crazy.
it didn’t take long before the little touches became more than little.
miguel let out a soft huff. “i’m busy.” peter sighed. “you’re always busy. you need to take a break. settle down. unwind..” he lowered his voice a little, leaning down a bit closer to him. “you need a break,”
miguel could feel peter's warm breath against his ear as he spoke, his voice filled with a mix of concern and desire. it sent a shiver down miguel's spine, awakening a longing he had been trying to suppress. the tension between them was undeniable, and miguel found himself unable to resist any longer.
in that moment, the weight of responsibility and exhaustion melted away as their eyes locked. miguel's defenses crumbled, and he leaned in, capturing peter's lips in a kiss. the world around them faded into the background as they surrendered to the intensity of their connection.
their kiss was a blend of urgency and tenderness, a bittersweet escape from the chaos that consumed their lives. miguel's hands found their way to peter's waist, pulling him closer, while peter's fingers delicately traced the contours of miguel's face. time seemed to stand still as their lips moved in perfect harmony, their bodies pressing against each other, seeking solace and release.
in that stolen moment of intimacy, miguel allowed himself to let go completely.
it started out soft, but it wasn’t long before miguel could feel peter biting at his lip. he swallowed back any sound that dared to try and leave his throat at that, involuntarily parting his lips.
peter let out a content hum, pushing his tongue into his mouth. the kiss was pretty messy after that, their teeth clashing together as miguel pulled him closer — subconsciously digging his nails into peter’s hips. but in all honesty — peter didn’t mind.
when they finally broke apart, their breaths mingling, miguel gazed into peter's eyes. “you're right,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire. “i do need a break. and maybe, just maybe, i need you too.”
miguel could feel the heat radiating between them, his body buzzing with a newfound energy. he couldn't deny the desire that had ignited between him and peter.
peter's lips curved into a mischievous smile, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. “then let me be your escape,” he murmured, his voice filled with a mix of playfulness and sincerity. he took miguel's hand and gently led him away from the screens and the chaos of their responsibilities.
they found themselves in a secluded corner of the lab, hidden from prying eyes and the weight of the universe. as miguel leaned against the wall, peter closed the distance between them, his fingers tracing delicate patterns along miguel's arm.
their lips met once again, but this time the kiss was slower, more deliberate. their tongues clashed in a rhythm, exploring and claiming each other's mouths. miguel's senses were overwhelmed by the taste and feel of peter, and he couldn't help but press himself closer, craving more.
peter's hands roamed miguel's body with a purpose, earning quiet noises and light shivers from the taller man. he caressed the back of miguel's neck, sending shivers down his spine, before trailing his fingers along miguel's chest, teasing and tantalizing.
their clothes became unimportant, and miguel's hands moved with urgency, not hesitating to get rid of that ugly robe. buttons were undone, fabric was discarded, and their bodies met in a feverish embrace.
skin met skin, and the room filled with soft moans and gasps as their bodies moved in perfect harmony. miguel lost himself in the sensation, surrendering to the pleasure that coursed through him with every touch and kiss.