as your little boy nestled against your chest, you looked over to kate who still had surprise written all over her face, “he’s spider-man’s child.” you explained simply.

“but- what if he fell down?”

“oh, he wouldn’t. he’s way too smart for that, aren’t you, benny?” you booped his nose and he gave you a grin.

“yes, mommy.”

you and peter had kept your relationship secret for a couple of years, at least from peter’s superhero gang. so it didn’t come off as a surprise when the avengers found out that you two had a one year old. they were very disappointed in you two for not telling this big a thing but the second they saw ben’s cute little face and his smile, you were forgiven and everyone was happy.

when you agreed to move into the avenger’s tower, tony was more than excited. he added a bunch of toys to the huge playroom that was originally built for morgan.

you were surprised to see that thor was the most attached to your baby. he spent time with him and thursdays were reserved to thor and ben taking a tour of the city. you trusted thor, however you had only allowed this after ben turned two, which was only a few weeks ago.

whenever natasha was around, she would tell ben all kinds of stories about how she kicked bad people’s butts so that little kids could sleep peacefully at night and ben would adore those “tales” even though they were real.

“next time you find him on a ceiling, just show him a cookie, he’ll come right down.” you told kate as you patted ben’s back, gently lulling him back to sleep.

“if you say so.” kate replied, chuckling as she watched you for a minute, “you should get some more sleep too, you look tired.”

“he refused to sleep last night because tony let him have extra ice-cream.” you rolled your eyes.

you noticed ben had fallen asleep, already drooling over the material of your t-shirt as you carried him back to his crib, placing him securely under his blanket before you made your way to your own bed. your husband, peter was still fast asleep. you laid down on the bed, peter already pulling you closer as if it was a reflex. you felt his arm relax against you, his head resting close to your shoulder and soon you felt the soft caress of sleep take over.

the bedside clock showed 10:34 as time when your eyes opened again. the room was empty, peter and ben both gone. you quickly freshened up before making your way out of the room and into the main gathering area once again.

only this time you were greeted with everyone sitting around and laughing as steve held his shield on his lap with ben sitting on top of it.

“hey, babe.” peter was the first one they greeted you as he placed a kiss on your cheek and dragged you in the middle of whatever was happening.

“uh, what’s happening?” you asked, looking around.

“your child is stuck to cap’s shield.” tony said, an almost proud smile spread over his face to which steve gave him a glare.

“guess who inspired it.” natasha rolled her eyes at her two friends, however a small smile remained on her face at the little banter going on.

just then kate ran into the room, holding a cookie in her hand as she handed it to steve, “got it!”

“come on, kid.” steve said, waving around the cookie in the air in front of him. ben’s eyes lit up and steve smiled, “it’s yours if you leave the shield.”

however, cap’s efforts failed as ben reached out one hand to grab the sweet but didn’t move a bit to release his shield.

“i bribed him good.” tony shrugged as he sipped on his black coffee.

you watched the whole scene unfold, amused to say the least. you noticed peter snickering as he stood beside you. you smacked his chest lightly, “you think this is funny? go get your child.”

“and forget the spider-bike mr stark promised me? never.”

The sinking feeling sits deep in your chest but it's interrupted by the beeping of the timer on your phone. You rush to shut it off as to not wake your boyfriend. An intake of a deep stuttering breath then flipping the first test next. You exhale shakily and squint down at the test, quickly realizing that one says "Pregnant" and the other has two prominent lines on it. Shock and something close to happiness softens the lines of concern in your face.

"I'm pregnant?! A baby?! Peter's baby?! A Spider baby?!" You whisper louder than the last time. You look absolutely flabbergasted.

"Okay, uh, fuck, I guess it's time to put this in the box and get that stupid Spiderman onesie out of the closet." A soft chuckle escapes you as your hand comes close into view and you end the recording.

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That's what Peter just saw while watching back the video with you. A few tears slip down his face and pulls you in for a tight hug.

"You seemed so scared. Why were you so nervous? We have everything we need." His voice breaks.

"I just didn't want to burden you, we're in college." you whisper.

"You're never going to be a burden to me. I'm lucky to have you at all. You're having my fucking baby, bug, I'm never leaving now."

He wipes his tears and yours and gives you one final squeeze. He then starts to laugh.

"Spider baby?" He asks incredulously and you burst into laughter with him.

"I panicked!" You defend, your shoulders shaking with laughter.

"You even questioned if it's mine. Why would it not be mine?"

"I don't know! I was just reaffirming that I had to tell you I guess!"

Your ribs begin to hurt from laughter and he stands up off the couch, pulling you with him.

Peter pushed the cart with Ben perched on the shopping cart seat while you picked on the monthly supplies you required from the aisles. You went on your toes to reach for the discounted combo pack of paper towel rolls from the top shelf mentally cursing whoever decided to make the shelves so tall.

“Let me get that, babe.” Peter reaches up from behind you and easily grabs the pack.

“Daddy so tall!” Ben chortled with glee.

“And strong too bud.” he added with a grin and you rolled your eyes. 

After getting all the items on your list you moved on to the clothing section to look for new clothes for Ben as he was quickly growing out of his old ones. You were walking through the several racks of women's clothing and the lingerie section was ahead. At that very moment Peter found the ceiling of the store the most interesting thing to look at.

Men. You smirked. They would love to see you in those delicate laces even more eager to take them off you. But when it comes to buying them they pretend to be such saints getting all flustered and shy.

“So many boobies!” Ben went into a fit of giggles making you laugh as well while you slowly walked past the lingerie section. Your son has watched you plenty of times while dressing up to go out and somehow weirdly he got the idea that bras are just boobs. You found it so cute that you didn’t mind correcting him afterwards.

“Daddy wuvs boobies.” you hear him mumbling between his giggles.

“What?” Peter’s eyes went wide as your brows rose in amusement.

“Daddy wuvs boobies.” Ben suddenly feels shy as he repeats a bit louder. 

Oh god he still remembers the incident. That one time you were working in the kitchen and your husband ever so horny coaxed you into making out with your back pressed against the counter. Things got heated up quickly which led him to lifting your top up and pressing his face against your breasts. 

Yeah Peter was a boob man through and through. You remember him telling you how much he loves them even more as they grew bigger during your pregnancy. Moans erupted from your mouth as you got lost in your pleasure that you failed to notice your toddler walk in on you with Peter’s mouth latched to your breast.

It was a mess as you had to answer all his questions of why his daddy’s mouth was on your boobies. He isn’t a small baby. Peter had answered by saying that mommy’s boobies were hurting so he was kissing them better. 

“Does he?” you arched an eyebrow grinning. 

“Yea.” Ben nodded. “Daddy tells he wuvs mama and her boobies.” A flush crept up Peter’s neck when a loud snort caught both of your attention. You glanced ahead to find the mall employee, a middle aged lady prompting Peter to go into a coughing fit beside you. 

“Kids you know… they say anything.” he tries to explain, waving his hands animatedly. The lady just shakes her head smiling knowingly and saunters off to attend to the other customers.

“Daddy wants water?” Ben pulls out the water bottle from his baby bag to hand it to his dad. Peter shook his head smiling as you both shared glances silently agreeing that your son is the most adorable baby in the world.

“One day you’re really going to get me in trouble buddy.” he said.

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It was only then when Furry offered to put you on leave with paid time off until March that you reluctantly agreed but you were a stubborn woman and you knew you had power in general with enhanced abilities and mentally so the deal that stood for you would stand for Peter as well and Furry knew that even though you were a pain in his ass he had you

It was only then when Furry offered to put you on leave with paid time off until March that you reluctantly agreed but you were a stubborn woman and you knew you had power in general with enhanced abilities and mentally so the deal that stood for you would stand for Peter as well and Furry knew that even though you were a pain in his ass he had you

Along with being a pain in Nick’s ass you laughed straight in face when he asked if you would both be packed by the crack of dawn the next day stating Peter would be staying home with your children while you went out into the field you’d both already talked about this if something like this were to happen you would go out and Peter would stay home with you kids

You were four days late and the only reason Peter wasn't on the edge of his seat tearing his hair out of his scalp was because less than eight hours ago he had shield agents on his doorstep alerting him that you and everyone on team were alive and had ran into more technical issues than calculated and should be home by december 28th

By that time you would've missed Christmas and your eleven year old son's birthday and it took everything, every stream of radioactive venom, every cell of skin on his body, every microfiber of his cotton t-shirt not to break down

He had to look at the better view of things like you would. You were still alive and you would be home before New years. What else could he ask for? For you to be here, to hear the giggles of your children when you would enter through the threshold of your home, for him to bask in your battered and bruised embrace, to celebrate the Holidays as a family.

That's all Peter wanted for christmas.

💌💌💌💌

You sighed heavily as you began to slip out of your skin tight suit before stopping abruptly zipping the silver zipper back up into its place your skull mask still on your face along with the black makeup you used to hide the peaking skin against your eyes

You and the team had made it back gratefully after you stabbed Nick Fury's dignity beyond repair you got into contact with a shield base close to russia and after two days you had a quinjet it wasn't up to date which Tony made very clear as he complained endlessly but all you needed was something that flew to get you back home.

You exited the compound with your goodbyes as you hit the parking garage taking one of Stark's cars that you were sure he wouldn't miss Merry fucking Christmas to you.

You ducked getting into the the vehicle making sure not to hit your head on the roof your ribs aching and formed with purple bruises you still had dried blood stained on your temples but you paid that little to no mind as you thought about your family that you couldn’t wait any longer to see

As you drove back home you were sure you’d broken three traffic laws and gave a stray cat a heart attack but you had finally reached the driveway of your home you didn’t even bother to put the car into the garage or grab your duffel bag from the backseat you just stepped out of the vehicle and ran up the rest of distance it would take to get to your doorstep

Even with the pain in your ribs and the fact your could hear your head pounding in your ears you felt like you could finally breathe now that you were home

You typed in the code to your padlock before entering through the threshold closing the door behind you softly three pairs of eyes met with your and there wasn’t another second going past as your children screamed running towards your embrace as you masked your groan with a playful over exaggerated grunt

“Mommy’s home! Mommy’s home!” Your three year old squealed with joy as you picked the toddler up from under the arms spinning in a small circle preparing butterfly kisses all over their face and neck before before you slid them over to your hip

“M-mom, I thought you were going to miss my b-birthday” You eleven year old sniffled digging their head into your stomach that was covered by the leather of your suit as you twitter the curls on the back of their neck

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world honey bee” You smiled and the look on your child’s face could make your heartbreak but you still smiled bone the less you say your toddler down as they went running off in your home rambling about their mommy being home and your eleven year Follower soon after

“Hello love” you let out an airy sigh as you and the father of your children met in a warm embrace before smashing your lips together ignoring the slight pain of your teeth clapping together

“Please don’t scare me l-like that again” You were now resting your foreheads against one another as you stared into the big brown puppy eyes that made you fall in love

“Look at the cute little Carebear!” you cooed at your six-year-old, Gracie. She held her little pumpkin treat bucket in her hand while she tried to push the hood off of her head. 

“No, Gracie, that’s supposed to stay on,” Peter adjusted her and put her arm down.

“Mom, can we go now?” your eldest, Mia, became annoyed at your insistence on taking photos. “All the good houses will be gone,” she sighed. 

“Just one more! You’re so cute in your little scrubs and look at Buddy,” you awed. 

Mia decided to dress as a veterinarian, her white coat and stethoscope wrapped around her neck. “Dr. Parker” read on her name tag. Of course, she also wanted Buddy (her 9th birthday present) to dress for Halloween too, so you had purchased the most adorable scrubs just for him. 

“But the candy,” she dragged, you and Peter stifling a laugh. 

“I want candy!” Gracie cheered, suddenly interested in the conversation.

“Soon, sweetie,” Peter pinched her cheek. 

“C’mon, let’s all gather in for the photo,” you smiled, setting the timer before you stepped back. 

You and Peter stood behind your girls, Mia holding onto Buddy while Gracie let out the biggest “cheese”. You felt your heart warm as the camera captured this moment and you felt happy. 

“Okay, now we can go,” you announced, grabbing your phone from the tripod and making sure to grab your purse while Peter helped lead the girls outside. 

The neighborhood was swarming with kids and parents walking along the sidewalks and crossing the streets. The children were laughing and some parents were shouting. All the houses on the block were decorated fully, with flashing lights, cobwebs, zombie statues, bats, and cackling witches. 

It was definitely October 31st. 

“Have I mentioned that you are one sexy baseball player?” Peter asked, wrapping his arm around your waist. The two of you trailed behind your girls and Buddy, keeping an eye on them but also giving them the freedom to run from door to door. 

“I don’t think you’ve mentioned it tonight,” you smiled, turning to face your husband. 

You’ve been married twice and surprisingly it was the same man both times around. After you had broken up with your ex, you and Peter gave it a few months before you told your girls. But as soon as they were in the know, you and Peter thought there was no point in waiting, so you got married through city hall. 

A second chance was worth everything. 

“Well, I’m bringing it up now,” he pressed a longing kiss to your cheek. 

“Hmm, you’re not too bad yourself,” you smirked, eyes raking over his body. “Think we’ll have enough energy to trick-or-treat by ourselves later?” you cocked a brow. “Never hooked up with a baseball player before”.

“For you, I’ll always have energy,” he stated, knowing what you were implying. 

Mia calling out to Gracie alerted you, the oldest was racing her to the next house and the sight just put a smile on your face. 

“I want another,” Peter whispered in your ear. “Remember how we talked about having a son?” he hummed and you nodded. “I think tonight should be the night, next year we can even dress him up as a little pumpkin,” he smiled and your heart soared at that. 

“Deal,” you nodded, agreeing quickly. “I would die to see our babies in pumpkin costumes again,” you whined, throwing your head on his shoulder. 

~~~~~

“I want to go to Halloweentown so bad,” Mia sighed, cuddling closer to her father’s side before she let out a yawn.

After a successful trick-or-treating and some much-needed showers and baths, the five of you ended the night watching Halloweentown. Gracie was already passed out, and Mia and Buddy were well on their way. 

“I think you want to go to sleep,” Peter joked, running a hand over her hair. 

“I’m tired,” she mumbled, slowly getting up like a zombie before she called Buddy. The puppy ran right after her. 

“I got Gracie,” Peter said, grabbing the girl into his arms. “Let’s go to sleep,” he waited for your hand. 

Turning off the TV, you stood up, grabbing the blankets as you all made your way upstairs. You first tucked in Gracie before you both went to Mia’s room, wishing her and Buddy goodnight. 

You shut your bedroom door once the lights were out, and you and Peter peeled the covers off your bed before you both crawled in. 

“I’m in love with our little family,” you smiled. 

“Me too,” he stated. “Thank you for giving me a second chance again,” he cooed, running his thumb over your cheek. 

“Thank you for making it worth it,” you bit your lip before leaning forward to kiss him. 

The kiss was soft and lazy, your mouths moved in sync and it was just perfect. 

“I really want to get you pregnant tonight, but I’m so tired,” he mumbled against your mouth, his hand tracing up and down on your side. 

“Me too,” you sighed, resting your forehead against his. “Lazy sex?” you suggested. 

“Sounds good,” he said in the middle of a yawn. “Shirts on?” 

“Obviously,” you said as you lowered your hand toward his hard-on, palming him through his pajama pants. 

“Good,” he breathed out, head falling back on his pillow when you pulled him out. “Kept touching me like that and there won’t be any to knock you up,” he warned. “Just wanna touch you,” he smiled down at you, his hand moving from under your shirt to your pants. 

You sucked in a breath the moment he swiped a finger along your folds, quickly finding your clit as he began to rub soft circles. You hiked your leg over his hip, granting him better access and the position began to create friction as you rubbed on his cock. 

“Just like that, baby,” he whispered, lips hovering over your skin while you bit down on your lip. “You’re already soaked,” he moaned quietly, feeling his fingers covered in your slick. 

“I want you inside of me,” you looked up at him. 

Peter helped you push your pants down just enough so that he can get inside of you. You threw your head back the moment he slid into you, your walls wrapping around him so eagerly. 

You lifted your chin so you can meet his lips again. As you both kissed slowly, you had your hands placed on his chest while he held you in his. 

Both of your movements were lazy as you ground your hips against each other. But the friction was what got you, you felt each time his hips would rub against your clit causing you to squeeze around him, and that only encouraged him to move his hips a little more.

It was a cycle of pleasure, just enough to get you both off. Enough to get you where you wanted. And you felt yourself so close to it. 

“Just a little bit more, baby, I can feel you’re close,” he whispered, glancing down between your connected bodies under the sheets. 

“Oh my god,” you whimpered, hiding your face in his chest as you clung to his shirt. 

Increasing his pace slightly, Peter gripped your hips a little tighter, rutting further into you as he approached his orgasm. 

You both bit down on your lips hard as your orgasms washed over, a relief washing over you when you found yourselves satisfied.

“Wow, post-nut clarity is so real,” Peter said first thing once you both caught your breaths. 

“You did not just say that,” you pushed yourself off his chest. “Get out of me,” you laughed, moving to get away from him. 

“Shh,” he pulled you back into his embrace as he rolled to his back, dragging you on top of him. “I wanna fall asleep like this,” he sighed contently as he closed his eyes, his hand rubbing soft circles on your back. 

You smiled as you settled on his chest, indulging in the feeling of him inside you. 

“I love you,” you whispered. 

“I love you too,” he responded and you could hear the smirk on his face. 

~~~~~

1 Year Later

“Just one more!” you announced, pulling Mia into your side while you held onto your baby boy, Benny. He let out the cutest laughs and you couldn’t get enough of him in his pumpkin costume. 

Mia was trying to get Buddy to sit but was having trouble considering he is now almost her size. He did look dashing in his pirate costume, Mia wearing a matching one as well. 

On the other hand, Gracie was practicing her zombie growl, wanting to get it right for trick-or-treating. 

And, of course, you and Peter were matching, dressed as cowboys this year. He looked so hot. 

“Okay, everyone say “cheese”,” Peter called out before he ran behind Gracie, holding her before the picture was taken. 

You all smiled as the camera shutter went off. The moment everything was clear, Mia was booking it for the door, ready to get some candy in her hands. 

Putting Benny into his stroller, you all made your way out of the house, ready to celebrate another spooktacular Halloween— together as a family. 

~~~~~

She crossed her arms over her chest, "Well, it's not gonna be me, that's for sure."

"Why not Sunshine? You're the last one to show up," Peter retorted as he moved towards the cans of paints.

She placed a hand over her growing belly, "You're really going to make the woman who's carrying your child change?"

Peter rolled his eyes, "You're really going to milk that for the next six months?"

"Oh, absolutely!" She grinned. Peter rolled his eyes as he began to pour paint into the trays. An idea popped into his head, a mischievous grin appearing on his face.

"Besides," She added, "It's been working pretty well so far. It got me ice cream last night at two in the morning."

"I'm not just doing it for you, I'm also doing it for our daughter," Peter motioned to her growing stomach, "But my point remains. We can't wear the exact same outfit."

"And what are you going to do about it?" Her eyes narrowed in on the paintbrush Peter was dipping into the tray, the bristles now coated in the sage green paint she had picked out for the nursery.

Peter stood up, stepping closer to her, paintbrush in hand.

"You wouldn't dare," She gasped.

Peter cocked his head to the side, "Would I?"

She let out a yelp as soon as the paint hit her, small droplets now on her overalls.

"Oh, it is so on Parker," She grabbed a nearby paintbrush and dipped it into the tray.

"Gonna have to catch me first!" Peter grinned, trying to avoid the splatters of paint she was flinging at him. The room was quickly filled with laughter, along with taunts laced with love.

"When I get my hands on that neck-"

"Can you even reach that high?"

"It's pretty long so probably!"

"Oh yeah? What about now?" Peter jumped up, his hands reaching the ceiling and staying there.

"No fair! I don't have radioactive spider powers!" She huffed, which combined with the pout on her face, was the cutest thing Peter had ever seen.

"Well, you're carrying a child who could potentially have radioactive spider powers so," He shrugged, unable to contain the smirk on his face.

She bit her bottom lip, her mind deeply concentrating on how she was going to get back at her husband, who was currently crawling on the ceiling.

"Hey babe, can you get that command hook off the wall?" She asked innocently.

Peter raised an eyebrow, as he looked in the direction she was pointing to. After seeing that there was indeed a command hook, he crawled over, feeling pretty triumphant that he won the paint battle.

"Here ya go Sunshine," He leaned down, his arm extending downward.

"Thanks babe," She smiled.

"Oh you little-" Peter jumped down, his arm now covered in paint. He ran after his wife, who was currently laughing and running across the room.

Her laughter quickly subsided as she bent over, hand on her stomach.

"Hey, you okay? What's wrong?" Peter asked, running up to her. His brown eyes were now full of concern. He could still hear the baby's heartbeat, which was beating at a steady pace.

"I think," She looked up at Peter, "I think I just felt her kick?"

Peter put one hand over her's, the other on her back. The two stood still for several minutes, until they felt it.

It was tiny and soft. But it was still a kick.

She looked up at Peter, her bright eyes brimming with joy, "She's kicking!"

"Yeah," was all Peter could get out. It felt surreal. He knew there was a child- his child- growing inside his wife's stomach. He had seen the ultrasounds. Could hear their heart beating.

But to actually feel them? It was indescribable.

"Want me to flick some more paint on ya? So neither of us cry?" She asked softly. Peter chuckled before moving his hands up to cradle her face.

"I love you Sunshine," He leaned in to capture her lips with his. She smiled into the kiss.

"I love you too bug," She sighed, "We should probably start painting the nursery."