001 - Peter Ballard

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For the chapters titled '*' they'll just be a smut one shot :)

Me and Peter had been sneaking into each other's room at night. It was risky, but really sweet

This time though, as I sneaked inside his room, I notice he's sitting up, blankets around him

"Hey Peter" I whisper as I shut the door behind me. He doesn't respond

"You okay?" I ask

"I don't want to talk about it" This wasn't a normal sentence though. His voice sounded rasp, he seemed angry or aggressive

I walk over to him, I could tell something was wrong

"It's okay you can tell me" I place a hand on his shoulder. He still didn't bother to look at me

What he did was push my hand away, roughly. Why is he being like this?

"What is wrong with you?"

That did it. He quickly stood up, glaring at me. He was shirtless so that allowed me to see multiple bruises spread across his chest

"Dose that answer your question?"

Yeah, he was mad. "What, happened...?"

"They tased me, Y/n"

"Why?"

"It's that girl I told you about. 011. They hurt me for talking to her"

Him and 011, sigh

"I told you not to do it, Peter"

"But she's different-"

"No, she's just like the others, and a waste of time" Me cutting him off obviously made him mad. He'd step closer to me. Like really close. He was also taller

The look his eyes where different from before. He was mad, mad. He seemed, scary almost. I stood my ground, keeping eye contact with him. I thought he was hurt me but instead he balled up his fists

Finally, he looked away. Calming down. "I'm sorry I- need to take my angry out on something" He apologized. Weird enough, I felt turned on

"You can take your anger out on me" I said, lustfully

He looked back up at me. Slowly looking me up and down. He was hard to read, I didn't know if he was disgusted, or turned on

He'd take his hand, caressing my cheek, admiring my face. All in silence

I'd take my hand, and trail it over one of his bruises. It was fresh, and a dark purple color. He didn't flinch, or wince. I continue tracing my finger down his chest, stomach, and his clothed erection. He'd let out soft groan

"I want you" I said. Badly

"Are you sure? Right here? Right now?"

"Yes"

"Hm, of course you do" Peter replied, leaning in. Our lips met, moving in sync. I put my hands around his neck, and he gripped my hips, hardly

He turned me around, us falling on the bed. I'd have to admit, it hurt him falling on me, but that was the last thing on my mind, and he's slid his tongue into my mouth

He started undressing me, waist down. In the dark, never breaking the kiss. Impressive, hm?

His fingers brushed against folds, making me whimper into his mouth. He'd deepen them, now stroking his fingers against my clit

He pulled away, "So wet for me, hm?"

I slightly nodded, taking a sharp breath in as we slides finger inside of me, "Use your words"

I took a breath out, "Yes, Im wet for you Peter"

"Call me Henry" What

He pulled his finger out, "Why?"

"Just do it" He shoved two fingers into me this time. It was somewhat hard not to moan, as he plumped his fingers in and out of me

I guess the Henry thing was a weird kink or something

His fingers where going faster, and I felt pleasure building up. I was close

I just my heavy breathing gave it away, and he pulled his fingers out

"You didn't think I'd let you off that easy?"

No. Not at all

I was going to shake my head, but remember his previous words, "No..."

I heard him unbuckling him belt, before undressing him self. I felt his tip at my entrance

"All my anger, hm?"

He pushed himself inside of me, making me moan. He quickly covered my mouth with his hand, groaning into my neck

He whispered into my ear, "You have to be quiet, darling" I nodded, as he continues to thrust into me

It was going rough, and hard. I didn't have him to adjust to his length, before he started to ram into me. But the pain instantly turned into pleasure

"Henry..." I moaned/whispered his name out, almost moaning Peter. He started to go faster. To keep me quiet he had connected our lips again

I was getting close again, and I just hope he didn't stop again. I suppose he was too, considering his harsh thrusts where now sloppy

"I'm close..." I breathed out. I squeezed my eyes shut, as the pressure built up again. "Cum for me darling"

I released my self all over him, only for him to re position himself, now going rough again

I bite my lip, as each thrust got slower, and slower, until he finally stopped, pulling out

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We where again dressed, as the sun started to come up

"Well, until next time" I whisper, opening his door

"As long as there's a next time.."