it was already late (about 9) when troye got to peters, so jacob tried to stay up as late as possible, doing whatever he could.
when they finally got to peters house, nobody was home so they had the house all to themselves. as expected, peter had a big house but troye still liked jacob's better of course.
"want something to drink?" peter asked troye as soon as they walked into the house.
"uhh sure" troye said looking around
"we have beer, some fire ball, rosé, and other wines down here" peter said guiding troye down to the wine cellar.
"wow this is a lot," troye said with his eyes wide as they walked through the pathway of the cellar, "but i really dont drink"
peter turned back to troye and moved closer and closer to him backing him into the wall, "oh come on babe you need to loosen up a little bit for later" he whispered in troyes ear as he started kissing his neck. troye tensed up at peters actions with awkward fear in his eyes.
"see you're all tense, you need to ease up" he said backing away from him and they continued walking until they reached a little bar area.
"so what's your choice" he asked
"uh i dont really know" troye said hesitantly.
"here i'll make you a little something" peter said while crackin open a cold one from the mini fridge.
he grabbed a bunch of stuff troye didnt know what was and started mixing it. after he mixed the drink and did a complicated process he poured it in a glass and gave it to troye "drink up"
troye took a small sip and winced at the odd taste in his mouth, already making his stomach hurt a little.
"what do you think" peter asked, clearly impressed with himself. "it's good" troye said, pretending to take another sip.
peter took another long sip of his beer before getting another amber colored drink from under the counter and making his way upstairs again.
"follow me" he said and troye obeyed following him upstairs.
once upstairs they plopped down on the couch and peter asked if troye wanted to watch a movie. "sure what movie?" troye asked
"well we have netflix so anything really" peter said handing troye the remote to the giant flat screen t.v, as peter moved to dim the lights and place the alcohol on the table.
"hmm what about this" troye asked.
"a documentary? really?" he said
"what about this" he said scrolling over to another movie "me and jake watched it once, it was really good"
"i dont really care" peter said, taking a swing of his second alcoholic choice. troye played the movie anyway.
peter sat down directly next to troye and draped his arm over the back of the coach.
about 15 minutes into the movie, peter was bored and started what he really brought troye over for.
troye could smell peter's breath before he even did anything. peter was halfway through his third drink and troye hadn't even drinking three sips out of his first. peter was drunk to say the least.
"let's have a little fun" peter whispered and troye got shivers (not the good kind) when he felt his breath hit his skin.
"peter i dont even know how to kiss" troye said, putting his hands up in defense and as peter leaned in.
"that's okay we can do other things" he whispered microscopically close to troyes lips and troye could feel peters hand moving up his leg.
"i-i cant" troye stuttered
"why baby" peter said as he started to kiss troyes neck. troye was in too much shock because of everything happening at once and he didnt know how to say 'no', he was stuck, and peter started unbuckling troye's belt.
