Hatchetfield.

First Date

A/N: T4T sex ensues yall so lmao rip🤕🤕🤕

Steph's heart was beating in her chest as she sat outside Pasqualli's, holding a half-smoked cigarette in her hand. She waited an hour, wondering if Peter stood her up on their first "date." It wasn't a date, at least not really. The chances of Peter Spankoffski realizing she wanted it to be a date would be slim to none. Her cigarette was now fully smoked, but as she got up to leave, she noticed a figure in the distance.

"Steph!" Peter ran up to her, panting and heaving as he got to her. "I'm so sorry I'm late, I–" Stephanie interrupts. "It's okay, Pete. I'm glad you showed up at all." She smiles a warm smile at him and observes his familiar figure. Peter was hot. He had medium-length dark hair, stupid glasses, and a grin that would make anyone melt with love-sick fantasies. Not that I would do that, Steph thought to herself. "Ya know, Pete, I was thinking... What if we just went to my place instead of Pasqualli's? I mean, it would save us money in the long run! Plus, it would be just the two of us... For quiet, I mean. It would be more quiet." Steph awkwardly trips over her words, stumbling over this inquiry she proposed. This wasn't the plan, Steph briefly thought to herself, interrupted by her racing thoughts for Peter and how it would be so terrible if he ended up on top of her, cooing her name and panting, "I'm close!" Fuck. "I would love to!" Peter smiles and looks at Steph softly, interrupting her thoughts. "Okay, cool," Steph replies, looking anxiously at Peter.

Once they got to Steph's house, there was an immediate shift in Steph's mood. She was distracted by Peter's lips and smile. To distract herself, Steph pulled out her textbooks and looked at Peter, unaware she was staring. "Steph... Hello? Earth to Steph?" Peter says, looking concerned for the girl he was helping with her classes.

"Can we kiss?" Steph blurts out, without thinking. "Oh my god, I– I didn't mean to say that out loud, I just–" Steph panics and buries her red face into her arms. Peter looks at Steph in awe and says, "Well, uh, if you want to... I mean, I've been thinking about the same thing." Steph removes herself from her arm cocoon and looks at Pete. "Really?" Peter nods and, without really thinking, moves in to kiss her. Steph gladly accepts and leans back onto the couch, letting Peter control most of the motions. Peter runs his hand along Steph's shirt and caresses her. The two were now heavily making out, feeling each other's tongues circle each other, making some sort of sensual dance. Peter pulls away momentarily and says, "Would you be okay if I put my hands underneath your shirt?" Steph nods and pulls Peter back in for another kiss. Peter feels along Steph's chest and down underneath her baggy t-shirt. Steph lets out an accidental moan and notices how hard she is. Peter breaks away from her lips and starts kissing down her neck, making her moan more frequently. "Pete..." she groans, looking down at Peter kissing her chest now. "Can you fuck me?" Steph says. "If that's what you want to do..." Peter looks up at her. "Please..." Steph practically moans. Peter begins to unzip her pants, now noticing her erection himself. He slowly pulls down her jeans, staring at the girl's bulge. He kisses her again, palming her. Steph lets out a few moans, and Peter slips his hands into her underwear, now touching her bare skin. He breaks from kissing for a moment and pulls off her underwear, stroking her penis. "Good girl," he coos, making Steph moan again. Peter picks up the pace, making Steph moan louder and frequently. Peter kisses down Steph's stomach and puts his lips on her shaft, motioning up and down with his mouth. His tongue swirls around her tip, closing his eyes and hearing her moan his name. "Fuck, Pete, I'm so close!" Steph moans his name, on the brink of an orgasm. Suddenly, Steph's back arched, letting out a long groan, cumming in Peter's mouth. He swallows her cum, and leans over to kiss her. "That was really good..." Steph mutters. "Yeah?" Peter says, looking her in the eyes. "Yeah... I mean, would you want to do that again sometime?" She replies. "Definitely... next time, I think I should ride you," Peter says, cuddling with Steph. "I'd like that," Steph says. "I'd like that a lot." They cuddle, listening to each other's breathing rise and fall. Peter eventually says, "Could you give me a ride home? I mean, it's a far walk, is all."

"Of course, but I think you should stay the night if it's not too much trouble," Steph replies, slyly smiling at Peter. "It's not," Peter says, smiling. The two resume their warm embrace, smiling to themselves.