you did so well

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SMUT
Y/N- Your Name
Y/#- Your Number
please don't make fun of me this is my first time writing this kind of stuff.

      You haven't been really talking to Peter today. So, when you walked into one of the testing rooms and he was there. alone. You started to get nervous and the smirk forming on his face didn't help much.

       "How are we feeling today Y/N?" he said as he walked around you in a circle, looking you up and down until he meets your face again.

      "Fine, I guess just anxious..." you say just above a whisper. Peter soon becomes closer to your face that your lips are almost touching. Feeling his hot breathe on your ear, "I can help with that" when his cold hands come in contact fast to your waist under your shirt. Letting out a small gasp, he laughs at your reaction and crashes your lips with his while he has the chance.

      In shock he's able to easily dominate you with his tongue and one of his hands goes up to the back of your head. Deepening the kiss it just makes your knees go weak. Your lost in his scent and the air that when you feel his hand slowly going up your thigh you let out an uncontrollable whimper.

       "Needy are we doll?" Peter says in a curious tone and all you let out is, "please..." a smirk forming on his lips once again. This time your the one to take in his soft lips again and he makes it to the place you need him most and starts teasing over the fabric. Your barely able to contain yourself and not able to stand,

      "Peter please..." This time he doesn't say anything, he just picks you up and places you on a table in the room. His lips never left yours and his hand went right back to where it was. But, this time his fingers grabbed the hem of your undergarments and he quickly pulled them down.

       "Be a good girl and don't close those legs for me alright?" is all he says before plunging his two fingers in you. You gasps at the pleasure and the coldness of them. He uses his thumb to draw lazy circles around your sweet spot. Going at an agonizing pace you tell him to go faster and to your surprise he complies. It doesn't take you long until your clenching around him and screaming his name, not really caring who hears at this point.

      He continues a little longer letting you ride it out before taking them out and putting them in his mouth. You're sweating and out of breathe as you watch him. Using his other hand to cup your check, you fall into it, "you did so well love." giving you a quick peck on your forehead.

      Peter picks you up in his arms from the table and you just lean into his chest.

      "Let's go get you cleaned up" taking you to your room and helping you get into bed. He lays next to you, playing with your hair and telling you sweet nothings until you fell asleep, giving you one last kiss on that top of your head.

      "I love you Y/N"

     

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