evan peters preferences & imagines

passionate love - kit walker

Insecurities got the best of you. You always wondered why Kit ever got with you in the first place, although your relationship was improving as each day went by.

Here you were, staring into the mirror in just your bra and panties, spotting out every flaw that you just wanted to get rid of. At the age of 14, you were diagnosed with anorexia and became highly insecure of yourself.

A tear streamed down your face as you sat down in front of the mirror. Your eyes were red from crying so much and wondering why Kit could have found someone better then you.

Kit got off work in a few minutes and could walk through the door any minute. I put on a robe and laid on the couch, drifting off to sleep as the crying wore me out.

I felt a arm rub my cold arm and I instantly knew it was Kit. His fingers trailed up and down my arm. I cracked open my eyes and looked at him, he had tears in his eyes.

"What's wrong, babygirl?" he asked you in a concerned way.

"Why did you pick me, Kit? When you could have someone who is much more beautiful then me? I don't deserve you." I explained with a cracked voice.

"I picked you because you're not like the others. You are beautiful baby and damn I'm lucky to have you in my life. I never want to lose you." he looked at you, running his fingers through your hair.

You broke down crying. He carried you upstairs into the bedroom and carefully laid you down on the bed. You felt him on top of you, he passionately pushed his lips onto yours.

"I'm gonna show you that you are beautiful, princess. It's all about you tonight." he said, kissing down your neck.

Your arms wrapped around his waist, both of your tongues battling against each others. The faint sound of my phone playing "Do I Wanna Know?"

His lips softly kissed down your exposed stomach and slightly biting down on your belly piercing. You took your lip between your teeth and slightly held back a moan.

You put your head on a pillow as he raked down your panties and carefully threw them onto the wooden floor. His lips ghosted down your thighs and onto your soaking heat.

His fingers parted open your heat and he slid in his finger, pumping in and out of you. Your hands found their way onto his brown hair, tugging at the brown locks.

"Fuck Kit." You moaned out as his tongue swirled your clit several times before lapping up all of your juices.

He removed his tongue and licked up to the valley of your breasts. You could feel his tongue work against your left nipple as he skillfully rubbed your right one with his index and thumb.

"Are you ready, babe? We don't have to do this if you don't want too." he assured you.

"I'm ready Kit." he nodded and slid off his shirt along with his jeans. You licked your lips at what was gonna be entering you in a few seconds.

He positioned his length at your entrance and slowly began to push in and out of you. Your fingers dug vigorously into his shoulders as he began to pick up his speed a bit.

"Fuck Kit, your so big." You moaned out as you threw your head back into the soft pillow. His hands were placed on the side of you, hitting your g-spot at a perfect angle.

"Right there, babe?" he grunted, hitting your g-spot perfect each time.

You could feel the familiar pit forming in your stomach. A few minutes later, you unraveled on his length, your legs shaking, your hair matted to your face from the sweat formed through the passionate love.

He grunted as he sloppily released inside of you. His pants were heavy and then he collapsed beside you, his brown eyes staring into yours.

"You're beautiful, honey. I love you so much." he said, pulling the blanket over the both of you. you crawled into his arms and drifted off into sleep.