Tutor *final part, SMUT* (Peter Parker)

                                    

                                          

I rushed quickly through the hallway, excitement coursing through my body and quiet mumbles of "sorry" and "excuse me" leaving my lips as I desperately rushed to Peter's locker. My eyes finally landed on my boyfriend, my heart jumping in my chest purely at the knowledge that he would be so proud of me once I told him this. I smiled and shook my head as I rushed to him.
"I did it!" I declared as I got to him, making the boy look at me in surprise as he raised his eyebrows.
"Did what, baby?" He chuckled, the sound laced with confusion as his eyes flicked over my face.
"I got an 'A'! I got a motherfucking 'A'!" I squealed, my hands desperately raising the paper to show him as my heart raced. His eyes widened.
"Oh my god. Oh my god." He scoffed and shook his head as he took the paper and looked down at the beautifully bold 'A' that sat against the otherwise white canvas.
"I finally did it, Pete. I finally got the best grade possible!" I exclaimed. He looked back up at me as his lips curled into such a wide smile.
"You did! And I'm so fucking proud of you!" He returned before throwing his arms around my waist. I squealed and laughed as he picked me up and spun me around, both of us laughing into each other's ears as he eventually put me down.
"Seriously, angel, this is amazing. But fuck me do you deserve it." He smiled and shook his head.
"I really couldn't have done it without you, though, and I'll always be so grateful for that. Thank you." I returned the smile.
"It was my pleasure, babe." He nodded before leaning down and gently kissing me. I returned it and smiled into it, my eyes fluttering shut as I raised my hand to hold his face. I broke the kiss after a moment and looked at him.
"What do you say to celebrating tonight? Maybe, if you're okay with it, with your last tutoring session?" I asked somewhat timidly, my heart jumping at the fact that I still didn't know how Peter would react every time that I suggested another intimacy tutoring session. His eyes wavered slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing in a gulp. But despite that reaction, his head started to move in a nod.
"Yeah, okay. I'm ready for it, so let's do it. Let's celebrate with that tonight." He smiled and nodded.
"Awesome." I returned his smile, making him chuckle and bite his lip as he shut his locker door and took my hand before the pair of us started to walk towards our next class. 

Peter and I sat on his bed, our lips gently moulding together and his hands holding my waist as we made out. I couldn't help but smile into it as Peter deepened the kiss, making him also smirk as the moment got even more intimate than it had been just seconds before. He started to gently push his weight against me to push me down onto his bed. My head hit the pillow within seconds, the god of a boy that I was dating on top of me and in between my legs as I curled my hands around his neck to pull him closer. I turned us over, making Peter smirk and bite his lip at me as I now straddled him as we continued to make out. His hands moved up and down my thighs, the digits teasingly dipping underneath the bottom of my skirt before moving back down again. It was blatantly obvious how much confidence Peter had gained since I'd started tutoring him in intimate activities, and now there was only one more thing left to teach him in. And it was the big one. I broke the kiss and touched our foreheads, making Peter look up at me.
"The only thing left to teach you is sex, Pete. You ready for that?" I checked, my mind all too aware of how big this would be for him, and so I wanted to be absolutely unwaveringly certain that he was okay with what we were about to do. He bit his lip, a small and gentle smile on his face as his eyes flicked over mine.