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	PETER PARKER.

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(Wanda lets out a soft moan.) Good, because I like people going down on me. (She giggles a little, but she sounds like she's out of breath.)

Would you want to trade? I'd get on my knees for you. I have a shower here, we could get inside afterwards and you could fuck me from behind.

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( there is officially nothing sexier than a breathless giggle. he's pretty sure of it. )

I've never had sex in a shower. ( he's barely had sex at all. that doesn't feel like a good thing to bring up in the midst of phone sex. ) Behind is good. But you against the wall and your legs wrapped around me sounds better.

( if he closes his eyes, he can practically imagine it. the pull of his own hand feels like limited relief, compared to the pictures his head is painting... but he can't stop, either, not with the whisper of her fevered breath in his ear. )

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(Wanda sucks in a breath.) You're strong, aren't you? You could probably lift me without even thinking twice.

(Well, Wanda, you're also very small.

She's been touching herself this entire time and as their conversation goes a little quiet, she makes the most of it by speeding up her fingers circling her clit. She breathes heavy into the phone, whispering Peter's name.) Peter, I wish-- I wish this was you.

(She cries out as she comes, making more noise than normal (which is a lot, Wanda's loud). She wants him to hear her.)

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Yes. Definitely. Against a wall. I could hold you there. As long as we needed.

( his words are breathy, far away. because in his head he's somewhere else, her fingers are twined in his hair and they're in the picture they've both painted. those gasps just by his ear aren't from a phone speaker, and the determined grip around his dick isn't his own fingers either. he likes that picture better than he likes the lonely reality, prefers imagining his chest pressed against hers and a shroud of dark red of her leaning over him. his hands on her waist as he sinks moves inside of her, faster and faster and harder and maybe a little bit frantic until she comes.

hearing her crash over the edge is enough to make the living visual too much. he's not loud, at all, but it'd still be impossible to miss the strained exhale as he comes over his own fingers. ) F-fuck, ( he whispers, and Peter isn't generally one to swear, but sex is one of the few things that can chase vulgarity out of him. it takes him a while to recover, for the haze to clear enough to say something else. ) I've ... I've never done anything like that before.

( he's weary and breathless and still a little horny and dazed all at once. Peter can hardly believe it happened, except for the continued whispers of her breathing in his ear. ) Was it good for you too?

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(Wanda's breathing heavy, still touching herself a little for aftershocks. She listens to him intently, thinking about what she'd like to do next time they're in the same room. She wants to explore everything with him. Wanda just has to tell herself not to have feelings for him, like she did for 10k and Eskel. Keep it professional, young lady!)

It was very, very good. I came hard. All that build up.

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( totally cool. no feelings. great idea. who needs em, anyway? maybe that's where he's been doing this all wrong. he's been trying to cut out all connections, physical, emotional, you name it. maybe it'd be easier to handle the fact he can never really connect and love someone again if he could at least get laid on occasion.

that felt so good, it's something to consider. Wanda isn't his first on the nameless island, but the more this happens, the more he's coming around to the idea. )

Good. I wanted it to be good, ( Peter murmurs, still out of breath, still thinking about what it would be like if he was the one who had make her climax like that, instead of his own fingers. ) But I think in person might be better.

( is that a hint? raincheck? gentle suggestion? idle statement? ? ?? ? ? who knows, but he still said it! )

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Then I hope to see you soon, Peter.

(His name with her accent sounds so nice to her. She's smiling wide, no longer touching herself but staring up at the ceiling, imagining his face. His hair. His ridiculous hair.

What does he look like naked?

Oh boy.)

Are you tired now? Should I let you go?

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Yeah. Me too.

( truth be told, it might be a little awkward, having a normal conversation with Wanda after hearing her climax over the phone. but it's fine.

as for now... what is the phone sex protocol?? he's not sure. but since he is a boy and he did just orgasm, of course he's tired. )

Maybe. I think I'm going to start snoring soon. ( which is... not cute, is it better or worse to admit he snores sometimes??? ) I'll talk to you later, Wanda. ( her name is less cute delivered in his lame American accent, but for the record, he also likes his name in her accent. )

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(Wanda laughs softly, she feels light and happy. Peter is very sweet. Shit. Don't catch feelings. She'll have to knit him a present. She'll probably use this square to get knitting supplies. Maybe it'll remind him of home.)

Goodnight, Peter.

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Goodnight Wanda.

( it takes him a long breath to disconnect the feed, and honestly, even longer to actually fall asleep. did that really happen? marveling at the idea (and definitely thinking about how much better it would have been in person, skin to skin) keeps him up for awhile. )