The Venture Bros Oneshot Collection

What Color Is Your Cleansuit? III (Pete White x Fem!Reader)

AN:  Warnings: Mentioned masturbation, fade to black.  This is the final of the What Color Is Your Cleansuit series. 

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As production had gone under way, the four of you were managing having more time to yourselves. The interns that were brought in were handling the majority of the actual production, while Rusty was overseeing the project itself. Despite having Billy coming in behind the steel doors, you and Pete had been steering clear of the actual radiation. Though Rusty would have you come in from time to time, typically to the compound itself, you found that it had just been you and White at the trailer. This had been nice, of course, as you got the opportunity to check up on your own company, reading through itineraries in the early mornings. Unfortunately for you, though, as you found yourself with more time with White, your comfort had been growing. At nearly a month into production, you found yourself slipping further into those feelings you thought had died years prior.

Sneaking into the shower as Pete had still been slumbering, you sipped your coffee as you allowed the hot water to cascade down your body. Gentle music playing as you enjoyed your shower, you washed up while humming to yourself, knowing if you were to sing out, you may end up waking Pete. You were sure about five minutes had slipped on by as you moved to set your coffee on the sink, before beginning to clean yourself up.

The click of the door practically gave you a heart attack as you had been rubbing shampoo into your hair, light footsteps stopping at the sink as you felt your cheeks flush. "Billy, since when do you listen to good music, fella?" White questioned as he moved to splash a little water in his face, clearly groggy with the early morning.

"I feel you should likely know my music tastes by this point, Pete," you replied as you attempted to keep your composure from behind the curtain.

"Wait, Y/N/N?" White questioned in shock, red eyes widening as he could feel the realization of walking in on you waking him more than coffee ever could have. As if he needed more confirmation, his wide red eyes shifted to the curtain, only to see a silhouette of a female who definitely had been taller than Billy. "I uh, I didn't mean to-."

You closed your eyes as the water cascaded down your body, intruding thoughts running through your head as you thought to offer for the handsome male to join you. Pushing that out of your mind as much as you possibly could, you said in a calm tone, "It's okay, Pete. I'm sorry if I woke you up."

"No, no," he said with a chuckle. "I woke up on my own. I just, ah jeez, I'm not used to you being here. I'm happy you're here, but ya know, I didn't think I'd be walking in on ya is what I mean."

The more the thoughts intruded in your mind, the hotter the shower seemed to grow to you. You could feel yourself desperately wanting to cross your legs, receive a little bit of the friction you desperately desired in that moment. Heat burning in your core, you tried your hardest to keep a steady wording as you said, "I'm sure you've seen worse back in the day, Pete. I, um, can I finish my shower?"

"Of course," he replied, a slight squeak in his tone as he hurried to leave the bathroom, leaving you in your own thoughts.

Shamefully, your hand slipped down to your core, biting your lip to quell any noises that would escape you as you felt your own slickness. Exhaling, you could not even believe you were doing this as you began pumping your fingers in and out of yourself, using your thumb against your screaming clit. You made quick work of your desires, shuddering as your climax washed over your body. Making haste to clean yourself up, you removed any trace of your act before turning off the water, grabbing a towel and getting dressed.

As you grabbed your coffee, refreshing it in the kitchen before heading out to the living room, your y/e/c orbs landed upon a somewhat sheepish Pete. He had been playing his video game prior to you walking out, but seemed to have gone onto a pause screen as your footsteps drew nearer. You moved to sit beside him on the couch, sipping your coffee before glancing over at the handsome albino male.