Evan Peters Imagines and One Shots

Pretty When You Cry 18+ -Evan Peters

Have you ever felt hands so soft that they felt like water, making your whole body feel like it's floating in the sea of a private island where nobody else is around to bother you; you feel safe, comforted, and protected. That's how it feels when being caressed by him, feeling his palms rub up and down my nude body. His fingers tracing down to my sensitive bud and slowly rubbing in circular motions while he smiles at how weak he was making me, watching me squirm around in pleasure, trying to hold in my screams, we couldn't let our neighbors hear us. It was midnight.

As my back lifts off of the bed, he pushes me back down. Laughing at how heated he has me, he was a tease. His other hand slowly began roaming up and down my thigh. I spread my legs wider to give him more entrance. He lowers his head closer to my warmth, replacing his fingers with his tongue. My hips were bucking with every warm, wet lick that he treated to my clit. I gripped his hair in my hands as giving him the notion that I was enjoying every minute of this. Watching his head move up and down between my thighs was a sight that I never wanted to stop seeing. The sound of him slurping me up was almost enough to put me on edge, but he stopped before I could even release. My stomach was getting tighter by the second.

Rising his head, he looks up he glaring into my eyes. Swirling his tongue around his mouth, making sure he gets to taste all of me.

"Don't cum yet, baby girl," he whispered, "I wanna make mine tonight."

My legs shivered upon hearing those words.

He lifts himself and wraps his hand around his nick, thick cock. Stroking himself as he studies my body. Releasing small moans as he envisions himself in me, how tight my cunt would grip around his cock. I could see the precum trickle down his dick as he did so.

"Come here," he instructed me.

Without a second thought, I was crawling over to him, looking into his dark brown eyes. He grabs the back of my neck and pulls me in for a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth. Moaning into his kiss, I begin to feel his fingers once again find my sensitive spot. Rubbing up and down, I let out a squeal of satisfaction.

"You like that, don't you," He smirks into the kiss, "Tell Daddy you like that."

"I like that, Daddy," I nod.

He pulls away from my lips and pushes my head down to the tip of his big, juicy dick. I want to taste him. I think he already knows.

"Open your mouth for Daddy," he urges me.

Opening my mouth as wide as I could, my throat was getting fucked within a matter of seconds, feeling his tip practically bruising the back of my throat as I gagged on him. I could feel myself getting wetter.

"That's it," He groans out, "Just like that, Princess, take it all in."

Tears begin streaming down my cheeks as I continue to take him in, staring into the eyes of each other as we both longed for one another. He bits his lip as he continues to bob my head around his cock.

"You know," he says as he smiles to himself, "You look pretty when you cry."

He pulls me off of his dick and brings my lips to meet his once again. Our sore lips make magic together as he trails his hand down to my ass and begins squeezing it, using his other hand, he pushes me down onto the sheets. He spreads my legs wide open as he grabs his cock, aligning it with my entrance and sliding it into me.

He lets out a moan as he feels how my tight walls grasp around his dick, slowly stroking my insides. Euphoria rushes over me.

"Fuck, you feel so good," he whispers into my ear.

The smell of sweat and love fills the room, along with the sound of muffled moans and unhinged exclamations. The lust we have for each other was insatiable. His hand begins to grip around my neck as he starts to thrust harder. Pure bliss fills my body as he smashes into me, hitting my spot each time. My stomach is tightening up again.

"Evan," I beg for him, "Cum inside of me, please..."

His thrusts start to become more powerful, yet slow and gentle. Before I can even warn him, I become undone under him only with him following shortly after. We both ride out our highs as the feeling of the thick warm liquid only heightened our pleasure as we begin to calm down.

He places a sloppy kiss on my forehead as he lays on top on me.

"I love you," He says as he closes his eyes.

It isn't long until I can hear a little snore coming from his sleeping body. As I listen to his heartbeat, I can't help to think about what had just happened. The last phrase that left his lips, he loved me and I loved him too.