Fan Fiction - Oneshot Smuts

Evan Peters - Did you know I'm utterly insane?

———Y/N POV———

Walking down the hall, my books held close to my chest, I saw the school bully, Evan, as he walked in a straight line, shoulder checking anyone who got in his way. I don't understand why, but I'm attracted to him. He has never shown me any attention and always has a bored expression.

As he gets closer to me, I shake my thoughts from my head and attempt to turn away.

"Where are you going, sweetheart? What's the rush," Evan said with a smirk, grabbing my shoulder.

"Um, I was jus-," I began before I was cut off by Evan saying, "Not anymore, follow me."

He moved his hand from my shoulder to my wrist, pulling me through the school, catching flares from each person.

He released me and opened a door, as we entered I saw several shelves stocked with cleaning supplies.

"Why are we in the janitor's closet?" I ask, my heartbeat spreading up.

He closed the space between us, my back to a shelf, and our noses inches apart.

He moved his mouth to my ear and whispered, "I see the way you look at me, Y/N."

I blush and turn my head to the floor. He lifts my chin, forcing me to maintain eye contact.

"You stare at me every morning," he started, "What are you thinking about?"

"I, um," I struggled.

He smirked and kissed my neck gently. I tilted my head back slightly to allow him better access.

Evan kissed me, becoming more and more aggressive.

"Do you want this?" He asked pulling away for a second.

"Of course," I respond, receiving a smirk in return before he went back to my neck this time leaving marks.

His hand snaked up my shirt and began to massage my breast, earning a small gasp from me.  I felt him smile into my neck as he continued.

He quickly took off his shirt and slid mine off carefully.

"Wow," he said simply, "Down, sweetheart."

I immediately kneel in front of him and look up for instruction.

"Go ahead," he said.

I immediately remove his belt and struggle to unzip his tight jeans. After finally unzipping them, I pulled his pants down, looking up at him again to receive a smile.

I smiled back and carefully massaged his clothed dick.

After a moment, I look up at him once again as I start to slowly slide off his boxers.

"No teasing, sweetheart," he said sternly.

I look back down and continue to slide off his boxers.

As they hit the floor, I take his member into my hands, stroking him a few times before licking his tip, earning a breathy moan from him.

"What did I say?" He urged.

"No teasing," I say back, rolling my eyes.

I take him fully into my mouth, bobbing my head a few times before licking strips up his shaft.

I took him fully again, his hands now tangled in my hair. He pushed me down, causing me to gag and tears to begin to form. He releases me and I take a moment to catch my breath before he pulled me up.

"Up," he said as he lifted me, wrapping my legs around him.

Evan pushed my back into the door, as he continued kissing me. He had one hand under my skirt, massaging my still covered area.

"Ready, sweetheart?" He said, receiving a nod in response.

A moment later he pulled my panties to the side and sliding himself in.

He let me adjust until it was clear I was ready.

He began thrusting into me, slowly at first. His hands were now on my waist and he was placing kisses on my chest, probably leaving marks again.

He was letting out quiet breathy moans and I was moaning loudly. He placed his hand over my mouth tightly and shushed me. I had almost forgotten we were at school.

He was now thrusting rapidly and was becoming more and more sloppy.

"Shit, I'm gonna," he started as he pulled out. I fell to my knees and began to stroke him again, this time quickly. Moments later, he finished before helping me up.

"Your turn," he said smirking before picking me up again, this time placing me on a counter.

He kissed me for a moment before lowering himself.

He licked stripes up and down before circling my clit with his tongue. He slipped a finger in me quickly, causing me to jump a little.

He now had two fingers curled inside me. I ground my hips forward as much as possible.

Moments later, I finished. He pulled me to my feet and helped me to get dressed.

"You should stare at me more often," he said with a smirk.

Just the the bell rings.

"Perfect timing," he says, opening the door for you.

You exit followed by Evan, everyone shifting their gaze to you two. It was obvious that they knew what had happened.

"I'll see you later, sweetheart," he says, shooting me a wink before walking to his next class.