Daddy Kink

Author's Note: context: Jamie Johnson is known as Arachnophobia in her universe. She was bit by a spider that granted her the standard Spider-Man powers but also the ability to summon all the spiders in the area. She hates it. She teamed up with her universe's Peter Parker and they fell in love. However, he died. She eventually joins the Spider Society and is noticed by Miguel for indulgent reasons.

also yes i know its fucked for him to be into that considering his whole thing but its not about that. it just makes my dick hard./p>

Their relationship, if one could even call it that, was not one based on love. Attraction was obviously there but that wasn’t love. Still, Jamie liked to pretend. She liked to pretend that Miguel liked to pretend as well. Neither of them were willing to make their relationship more than it really was though; two broken people temporarily filling the voids in their broken hearts.

Miguel placed his large hands on Jamie’s shoulders. His stiff cock brushed against her back and made her breath hitch. His long nails scratched along the curve of her neck as he leaned down. “Meet me in the usual place.”

She gave him a nod as her heart began to pound. Butterflies fluttered inside her stomach as she walked toward his private dormitory. The other Spider-Men liked to joke that Miguel didn’t sleep and simply stood in front of his monitors every minute of the day. They weren’t completely wrong. He rarely let himself sleep but he wasn’t a machine. Hell, even machines needed to be turned off once in a while. The room itself was utilitarianism at its purest. Grey walls, grey floors and starchy white sheets upon the double bed tucked in the corner. The only source of colour in the room was Miguel himself. The dark blue and sharp reds of his suit seemed to glow in the fluorescent light.

Jamie swallowed. Her hands trembled as the door closed behind her. Hesitantly, she made her way towards the bed. Shaky hands reached behind her neck and peeled back her costume, revealing her rich brown skin and curvy body. Her eyes closed as her black costume hit the ground. She toed out of the puddle of clothes and sat on the edge of the bed.

Miguel himself stayed clothed. That’s how the game they played always went.

It used to bother her but now it thrilled her for reasons she didn’t quite understand. Her eyes closed once again as she felt the intensity of his gaze on her naked form. She didn’t quite understand why he showed interest in her. She was hardly fit—she got better since getting into the hero biz but fat continued to cling to any muscle that she built—and her stomach stuck out more than her breasts. Still, he was interested. How this managed to happen to her twice, Jamie would never know.

“How do you want me?” she finally asked. “You have to be in a particular mood for something if you came to me for once, right?”

He rolled his eyes at that but stayed silent. “...Mija.”

She felt her heart leap into her throat. The first time they had done that kind of play was a pure spur of the moment thing.

He was railing her from behind. His strong chest was pressed flat against hers as his fingers tangled themselves in her hair and he snarled in pleasure. She squealed in delight as he drove into her with all his might. Miguel left her seeing stars. She couldn’t see straight let alone think.

“Daddy!”

That made him freeze.

She tried to slap a hand over her mouth in an attempt to stuff the word back inside. Immediately, he gripped her wrist and pinned it to the mattress. His thrusts grew wilder. His cock slammed against her defenseless womb. Stars danced in her vision as she thrashed underneath his strong body. His cock, his impossibly thick cock, twitched and throbbed against her bare walls. He snarled once again.

“Say it.”

“Wh-whaaaaaa—” Jamie drawled out as her eyes rolled into the back of her skull.

“Say. It. Again.”

He punctuated each word with another harsh slam of his hips that made her scream out. What was he doing?! Almost painful spikes of pleasure drove into her core and rattled her senses. Tears pricked at her eyes and rolled down her round cheeks. She screamed from the intensity of it all. He turned her head towards him and snuffed out her noises with his plump lips. Squeals and screams continued to escape the woman but were muffled by Miguel’s mouth and large tongue that probed her drooling mouth. Eventually, he pulled away.

“D-Daddy! Daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy!” Jamie cried desperately.

He huffed. He let go of her wrist and gripped onto her hips once again. His sharp nails bit into her skin as he desperately tried to stuff even more of himself into her twitching cunt. “Mija,” he groaned out. Honey dripped from his voice and washed across her sweaty body. “My sweet mija. Such a good girl for me.”

Jamie shivered at the memory. Her mouth went dry and sticky as heat pulsed throughout her body. She laid herself back on the bed and stretched out her arms for him as he made his way to the bed. “I need you, Daddy.”

“Daddy will give you what you need, mija,” he murmured as he crawled atop her. Her thick legs rested on top of his muscular thighs. A ‘hole’ formed in the hologram that made up his suit and revealed his fat cock. It flopped against her slick mound. The weight of it alone was enough to make her lips part. Her slick dribbled along his shaft as he ground it against her. “So wet for me already. Are you ready, mija? Is my little girl ready for her daddy’s cock?”

Jamie covered her eyes only for Miguel to pin her hands above her head once again.

“Use your words. Look at me. Are you ready for me?”

She swallowed.

“Please give me your cock, Daddy.”

His lips threatened to curl into a smile. She swore that she saw fangs glint in the flickering fluorescent lights above them. Finally, he lined his cock with her drooling entrance and slammed himself forward. Shivers wracked both of their bodies as he filled her to the very brim. A hiss escaped him as she clenched around his shaft. He pulled out just to snap his hips forward once again. Jamie howled in pleasure.

She was so loud that he wouldn’t be surprised if they had questions to answer in the morning. They didn’t care. Right now, it was about making the world around them go away. They were playing a game. It was a race to forget themselves the fastest. Right now, it didn’t matter if they were both heroes with tragic backstories. All that mattered right now as that she was his precious little girl being spoiled by her daddy. However, like all games, they came to an end.

Jamie’s orgasm was sudden. Her walls spasmed around Miguel’s dick. He shuddered above her before slamming inside of her again. His heavy balls smacked against her ass before he flooded her insides. Her walls were painted a thick, milky white as she was filled to the brim. He trembled above her before collapsing on top of her. The intensity of his weight was almost overwhelming. Almost. She embraced him, running her fingers through his hair as he muttered the word ‘mija’ over and over again.

Emptiness panged inside her chest as he whispered three little words to her. She knew he didn’t mean it. She knew it wasn’t meant for her. That was okay though. It was just a part of their game.

“Love you more,” she whispered as she imagined Peter Parker.