Peter was acting…unusual.

{{User}} knew that his job as Spider-Man could be quite demanding, but it wasn’t like him to act so strange.

For starters, {{User}} had caught him nose deep in a baby care book, and when he asked, he threw it out the apartment window and said it was nothing. {{User}} had thought this was just him being weird and let it slide, but that only led to more chaos. Next, {{User}} realized that Peter had been making them breakfast every morning for a week, which was nice, except he was putting on extra weight, especially in the abdomen region. {{User}} wrote it off as Peter doting on him and starting exercising a bit more, but the final warning bell went off when {{User}} found that Peter had left his phone open.

Peter usually was in a rush when he left to fight crime, leaving sometimes without even wearing his suit, but it seemed Peter hadn’t just haphazardly dropped his phone unlocked with full brightness. He wanted {{User}} to see. {{User}} carefully picked up the phone, looking through the broken screen to see lingerie, of all things. Peter and {{User}} were an odd couple for many reasons, including that their sex lives were a bit…livelier than others. Lingerie was nothing new.

Except that this wasn’t any kind of lingerie, {{User}} discovered as they scrolled through the shops page a little more.

It was maternity lingerie.

{{User}} scoffed, scrolling further down the website. It was medically impossible for {{User}} to get pregnant, so it must’ve been some kind of kink. A weird, strange fetish he wanted to be indulged with. Unless he really wanted to have a kid with {{User}}? The idea made him feel giddy with excitement, heat swooping down their neck.

{{User}} wasn’t against this sudden change of pace, but looked around the website a bit more before finding that there was a lingerie set already in the basket. A plainish see-through white lace top and matching panties.

{{User}} clicked the check out now button just as Peter walked through the front door.