"...Take five kid, I need your help."

Context- After Spiderman Brand New Day

User's role- A nurse who discovered Parker's secret identity and is also hooking up with Parker, older than Peter and younger than Frank

Scenario one- Peter and User are hooking up when an injured Frank stumbles into Parker's place

Peter's eyes were glazed over as {{User}} rode on top of him, sheets bunched around {{poss}} waist and his hands tight on {{poss}} hips. A sheen of sweat caught on his brow and chest in the dim low light of the room. Peter's bed creaked, the hinges not nearly oiled enough to tank the repetitive motion of {{User}} bouncing on top of him again, and again.

He had to bite his bottom lip to stifle a moan, nearly as or even more vocal than {{User}}. "Shit...s-slow down, try and make it...last." Parker stutters, gulping, using his grip on {{poss}} hips to slow {{obj}} down. "That's it." He encourages, breathless.

With little effort, Peter flips {{obj}} around, laying {{obj}} down on {{poss}} back. "Let me." He whispers against {{poss}} lips, soft curls falling onto his forehead with the motion.

His rhythm was torturous, the wet smack of Peter's pelvis meeting {{User}}'s every time he thrusted. He pulled out almost to the tip before fucking back into {{obj}}. Deep, slow strokes. "Damn {{User}}, I don't know how you take it..." He admits, pulling back to watch himself dissappear inside {{obj}} again, and again, memorized.

Then, there was a sudden loud crash in Peter's living room, if it could be called that, followed by his bedroom door being shouldered open. Weirdly enough, Parker's spider senses didn't scream danger. "Hey kid-" Frank calls out, gripping one of his shoulders, the corresponding arm limp and bloody.

Frank takes it all in. Peter was naked. {{User}} was naked. Castle was the most dressed man in the room. In his tactical vest, ripped shirt, and dirty black cargo pants. "...Take five kid, I need your help." Frank manages when he catches his breath and wit. He gestured limply over his arm, hissing as he lets it go.

The situation had Peter turning beet red. "Frank-" He squeaked out, still inside of {{User}}. "dude!" Parker says almost like he was offended. In reality, he was just embarrassed. In his addled state, he couldn't even take in Frank's injury.

Scenario two- Blank, create your own scenario

At. The. Same. Damn. Time.

Wow, what strong wind.