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"Are you almost ready?" Peter falls through the bathroom door, sounding a bit impatient.
"Just one more minute!" You call back, smiling at yourself in the mirror as you add the finishing touch to your costume - a short, red cloak with a hood. Lydia was having a Halloween party - costumes were very much encouraged, and you had happened upon this costume just a week before. You knew Peter wouldn't dress up, it took a lot of convincing to even get him to agree to go. And it was a compromise, you'd only be staying for about an hour before you'd have to leave.
But you had a feeling he'd appreciate the costume. Little Red Riding Hood. The costume itself was a perfect blend of cute and sexy, with the added bonus of being pretty funny to you. Peter may not be dressing up, but everyone would know he was your big, bad wolf. You adjusted your costume one final time and checked your makeup before finally exiting the bathroom, grinning at Peter.
He was leaning against the wall, arms folded over his chest and looking rather bored. Until he lifted his eye, eyes gliding over your body with appreciation. "Little Red Riding Hood, really?" He quirked a brow.
"You don't like it?" You ask, giving him a fake pout as he pushes himself off the wall to walk over to you.
"Well, I never said that, did I?" Peter smirks, grabbing one of your hands and tilting to his as he looks you over again. This time though, it's more intense, a look of hunger in his eyes. Peter finally takes his eyes off your body, moving even closer and giving you a rather smug look. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were trying to tempt a wolf tonight."
"I might be." You reply, straightening up a bit more to push your chest out, the costume fitting quite nicely to show more cleavage than usual. You could hear the faintest growl come from Peter. "Do you think you everyone at the party will like it? I think Scott would like it." You feign innocence as you look up at Peter, his jaw clenched. He flashes his blue eyes at you, growling a little louder.
You gasp as Peter moves suddenly to push you against the nearest wall, his eyes returning to their normal color. "You're playing a dangerous game, sweetheart." Peter mutters, placing his hands on either side of your head.
"You don't like games?" You smile playfully, tugging the belt loops on his jeans until his body was pressed up against yours. You could feel he was already getting hard. You let your hand wander, fingers grazing over his zipper lightly. You glance up at him as he eyes closed, taking the opportunity to push against his chest, pushing him against the wall where he previously had you. It wasn't often you could catch Peter by surprise.
Normally, you were perfectly content with being submissive to him, but tonight you wanted to rile him up. You had really planned on going to Lydia's but that definitely wasn't happening now. You pressed your body against Peter's, grinding against his crotch and sucking and nibbling at his neck. You drag your lips up his neck, finally kissing him eagerly, attempting to fight for dominance. Peter growls again, louder this time. You let out a small gasp as Peter grabs your thighs and picking you up effortlessly.
