Storyline: Y/n is Clint's daughter. Clint is missing and hiding from his enemies so Natasha wants Y/n to take Peter as her personal bodyguard. She goes on a party and started to dance with a guy. Her actions made Peter jealous and at home one think led to another.
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"Y/n I won't discuss with you anymore." Natasha grunted. "I am fucking seventeen years old I don't need someone to follow me everywhere I go!" You scoffed. "You don't understand that. Your dad has some really powerful enemies. The best way for them to hurt him, is to hurt or even to kill you!" She was almost yelling at you.

You were Y/n Barton. Clint Bartons daughter. Your mother died when you were only six years old, and your dad decided to bring you to the Avengers compound. Natasha Romanoff was his best friend. She quickly turned into a mother figure, and helped to raise you. Now, your dad was haunted by some villains. No one told you more, you just knew that they were dangerous and that they'd probably also kill you if they had the chance. Tony Stark came up with the incredible idea to turn you into a mission for Peter Parker. You never met him in person. He was Spiderman aka the youngest Avenger. To young to you on the dangerous missions with them, but not to young to look after you. But of course you didn't want that.

"You won't even have to talk! God he just has to look after you!" Natasha yelled. "If dad wants me to agree with that, he has to come here and convince me! I won't let him control me from wherever the fuck he's hiding!" You yelled back. "Y/n please. He lost his wife, he lost your brother, don't let him loose you too." She really played that card. What a bitch. "Seriously? I also lost my mother and my brother, and now I'm about to loose my dad too right? Since a week all of you changed. Wanda stopped making fun of my outfits. Tony didn't tell a single joke, and you- You are afraid. You are crying yourself to sleep. Do you really think I can't hear that?" You asked and she looked to the floor. "You think he won't make it right? You think he won't come back." You said. "Y/n I love you like you're my own daughter. I don't want you to die. So can you please do me the favour and follow me downstairs to meet him?" She asked. "Fine." You mumbled and followed her down the stairs.

A boy with brown and curly hair was sitting on the table with Steve, Tony and Wanda. They all stood up as they saw you and Natasha entered the room. "You have to be Y/n." The boy said and walked over to you. "Natasha said we won't have to talk, so can you do me the favour and shut your mouth?" You scoffed making the boy gulp. "Oh of course, sorry." He mumbled. "Okay so he is going to look after you everytime you leave the compound. I heard that you're planning to go on a party tonight. Peter is going to go with you." Tony said. "As long as he acts like we are strangers I'm okay with that. Any other rules? Or am I actually allowed to live my life?" You scoffed.

You weren't a rude person. You were just afraid. Afraid that your dad might die. Afraid that you might die. The easiest way to deal with that was to push it away. You didn't show any emotions, because if you'd do, it would definitely hurt you more than behaving like a bitch. Probably not the best way to handle pain, but hey, it worked.

You entered the party, Peter following you. "God can you please step back? We are strangers, forgot?" You asked and Peter rolled his eyes. "I just wanna help you okay? When you keep on treating me like this I'll tell Mister Stark that I won't do it anymore. And then you'll have to stay at home." He teased. "The fact that you say Mister Stark instead of Tony makes it clear that you'd never contradict him." You scoffed. "Fuck you." He scoffed back.

You really enjoyed the party. The vibe was perfect, and you spent the whole time on the dance floor. Peter was watching you from the kitchen. His eyes were glued on your body while you moved to the music. A guy came up to you. He was really attractive.

"Hey, wanna dance with me?" He asked. "Of course" you replied. His hands immediately grabbing your hips and pulling you closer to his body. You smirked, the sexual tension grew with every second that passed. He leant down. "Are you single?" He whispered into your ear. "I am." You teased making him smirk.

Peter's POV:

Peter stood in the kitchen. The party was lame. His eyes were glued on Y/n. He felt like a stalker. The fact that he actually liked the view made him feel even worse.

"Hey, are you alone?" A girl asked and Peter turned his head. "No, I'm waiting for my girlfriend. She's on the toilet right now but she'll be back any second." He lied. The girl rolled her eyes and walked away.

Peter turned his head back around to look after Y/n, he gulped as he saw what was going on. The beautiful girl was dancing with a boy. Really close. Peter's blood started to boil. "Come on she can dance with whoever she wants, it's none of your business." He mumbled to himself. The boy whispered something in Y/n's ear. She smirked. What the hell did he say? Peter started to bite his lips in anger.

The hands of the boy slid down to Y/n's ass. That gave Peter the rest. He walked through the crowd.

Y/n's POV:

"Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?" He teased. You smirked as a response. "Hey!" You turned your head to face Peter. "What do you want bro? Can't you see that we're busy?" The guy scoffed. "Remove your hands from her body before I remove them from you." Peter teased. "Excuse me?!" You said. "God I thought you were single." The boy scoffed and walked away.

"Peter what the hell?!" You asked. He grabbed your arm and pulled you away from the dancing crowd. "The party is over for you. I'll bring you home now." He scoffed. "No, you won't. Leave me alone." You tried to push him away. "Y/n don't even try it." He said and pulled you closer to his body. "I'll bring you home now." He whispered into your ear making you gulp.

Twenty minutes later you arrived at the compound again. Natasha was standing in the kitchen. As she saw you and Peter she tilted her head in confusion. "I thought you were going on a party, why are you back already?" She asked. "Because Peter thought it'd be fun to interrupt my flirt. Then he almost threw me into the car and drove home." You scoffed and Natasha started to chuckle. "God I can't deal with your bitchy behaviour right now." Peter grunted and left the room.

"I hate him. I hate him so fucking much." You groaned and sat down. "You do? Because according to your ex boyfriends he is exactly your type." She chuckled. "Wow, that's not what a mother should say in a situation like this." You laughed.

Natasha wasn't your biological mother, and you knew that. But she helped you with the maths homework. She was the one who was there when your heart got broken the first and second time. She was the best thing that happened to you in your entire life.

"Calm down Y/n. We both know that you're not innocent, and Peter is definitely hot. I mean, for a seventeen year old." She said making you role your eyes playfully. "His room is on the third floor, first door on the right. Just in case you need to know that." She teased. "Wow, you are a whore!" You said playfully. "I know." She winked. You shook your head and walked to the elevator.

You left it at the third floor. Were you really about to do that? You bit your lip as you knocked at the door. The boy opened. He immediately rolled his eyes. You gulped because he wasn't wearing a shirt. And he was ripped- like really fucking ripped.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." He scoffed. "You are such an asshole." You teased and entered his room. He closed the door behind you. "What do you need
Y/n?" He asked annoyed. What were you supposed to answer. "Why aren't you wearing a shirt?" You asked. "I was about to take a shower." He replied. "Y/n my eyes are up here." You gulped and looked up. "I'm sorry, you're just-" you interrupted yourself. "I'm just what?" He asked. "Hot. But I guess you know that." You said. "Wow, was that a compliment?" He asked. "The asshole is always hot." You replied. "Yes, you are the living prove." He mumbled.

"I'm sorry what was that?" You asked. "If you wouldn't be such a bitch I'd actually say that you're beautiful. But your arrogance is making you ugly." He said. "Ugly? Don't think that I didn't see the way that you looked at me when I walked in, and the way that there's now a little hint of a tent in your joggers." You smirked. "The fact that I'm sexually attracted to you does NOT make you a better person." He yelled. His eyes widened as he realised what he just said.

"Interesting." You teased and stepped closer to him. "You are sexually attracted to me?" You asked sarcastically. "Y/n please don't make this situation more awkward than it already is." He mumbled. "What if I tell you, that I don't have a problem with that?" You whispered into his ear. "What?" He gulped. You started to open his belt. "Like I said, you're hot." Your hand slid into his boxers. His head fell onto your shoulder. "Tell me if you want me to stop." You whispered into his ear. "Shut up." He mumbled and smashed your lips together. Of course he immediately dominated the kiss. You started to giggle as he grabbed your wait and pinned you against the wall. You wrapped your legs around his waist and leant into a kiss again.

"This is what you came for isn't it?" He asked and started to kiss along your neck. "Maybe." You teased. He grabbed your ass and carried you over to the bed before he gently lay you down. "Wow, you're being so gentle." You said. "I can change that." He teased and pinned your hands over your head as he kissed your neck again. "Is it better like that?" He teased. "Definitely." You smirked. His hands moved to the end of your dress. You got the hint and sat up, so he was able to pull it over your head.

"Fuck darling you look amazing." He mumbled. "Can you please do something? Or else I'll start." You winked. "Be careful Y/n, I hate you enough to edge you." He threatened. "You would never." You teased. "You'll see darling, you'll see." Peter went on threatening. His hands slid into your panties and pulled them down too. You sucked into a breath as he started to attache your clit.

Your hands moved down to pull on his hair. "Fuck Pete that's amazing!" You moaned. The knot in your stomach started to built up. "You taste so good love." He mumbled into you. "Oh shit Peter! Right there oh my fucking god!" You groaned. You were really close, it'd take one or two more movements from him to push you over the edge. "Are you getting close babe?" He asked. "I'm on the edge Peter!" You moaned.

In that second, he stopped everything and sat up. "Peter what the hell?!" You yelled. "I told you that I'm going to edge you darling, you just didn't believe it." He teased. "I hate you so fucking much Parker." You scoffed. "Are you sure about that?" He asked and leant over to the little desk next to the bed. He opened the drawer and grabbed a condom. He leant back and slowly opened the packaging.

"Give me that." You teased and took it out of his hands. You pulled down his boxers and rolled the condom over his dick. He shook his head. "You're stressing, are you really that horny?" He asked. "You edged me, so yes, I am that horny." You whispered into his ear. "Well I won't tease you any longer then." He smirked and pinned your hands over your head again as he pushed into you.

"FUCK!" You cried out. "Darling you have to be quiet, because Bucky's room is right next to mine and if you keep on moaning like this he'll know what's going on." Peter teased. "Okay, I'm sorry, please just move Pete." You whispered and he did. He pulled almost completely out of you before he pushed back into you. You couldn't help yourself and moaned. Really loud.

"Okay no, it won't work like that." He said and covered your mouth with his left hand. You moaned into his hand as he kept on moving. "Fuck!" He groaned. You took your right hand and covered his mouth, and he smirked into it. You were almost at the edge, but what if he wasn't? You sucked into a breath as your orgasm hit you. Waves of pleasure rushed through your body. Peter came seconds after you. His head fell onto your shoulder and his body started to shake.

Both of your bodies relaxed again and you took a deep breath as he removed his hand from your mouth. "This was fucking awesome." You mumbled and turned your head to face him. "It definitely was." He whispered back. "I'll go now." You said and stood up. Peter sat up and watched you as you pulled your panties and your dress back on.

"Are we going to repeat that?" He asked as you wanted to leave the room. "Whenever you want to." You teased and left the room.