A cold ,rough hand, spreading fingertips running up the length your thigh. Pushing their way past the fabric of your shorts and underneath them, every breath fills the air with more heat, his breaths at the verge of panting. "please-" barely audible, as you breathe out, "touch me" you plead out at the touch. He wastes no time to grant your request, fingers rushing up cause a gasp-
"If you want it-" "you can have it-"
The words followed by a slight ringing in your ears, light blurs dimly as you slowly open your eyes. Rubbing your eye as you slowly come to, you recognize the sound of music playing, loud enough to wake you up abruptly.
You couldn't name the amount of times he has disrupted your sleep with his urge to have a concert to himself everyday. You throw your legs off the side of the bed, sitting up as you stretch your back upwards, you push yourself up begrudgingly and tread your way to the doorway and into the open room ahead. Unsurprisingly, your eyes are met with Peter dancing, or quite frankly, flailing his body with no rhythm. It was almost enough to make you laugh if he hadn't plucked your last nerve,
"PETER!" You yell out over the blaring music, he turns his body to you slowly and smiles with all knowing of what he had done, you glare at him entirely unamused of his games. "Aw man did I wake up the sleeping beauty?" He said loudly as he smirked smugly. "Let me guess is there no one left on the ship for you to bother?" You tilt your head to the side, humoring his game. "Now that's just mean, I just do it because I love the way you look at me when you want to kill me." His eyes look into you almost as if it were true.
Your expression drops, you change your demeanor on the spot as your knees nearly bend at the weight of your own body, even the air seems to have become heavy with the room around you. Just music fills the room as you're both overcome by silence, lowered but audible enough to fill the void of tension. You look down for a moment trying to regain your composure and collect a thought, you look up to meet Peters's eyes yet again but his failed to meet yours. His eyes wandering mindlessly over your body, growing wide as he again meets your eyes, blurting out a stutter and half a breath. He failed to muster up a single word, you swing your body around, retreating back to your room as the door shuts behind you.
