You and Peter had been dating for a few months now, but it was rare for him to make the first move. He never went past hand holding, too nervous for your first kiss.

One night you were in the front seat of his car (Aunt May’s car), parked in an empty lot. He was rambling on about something sciencey as usual.

“Yeah so it’s really cool because-“

You suddenly cut him off, pressing your lips to his. Peter froze up before practically melting, leaning into your lips as he slowly closed his eyes.