David Tennant X Reader One shots

Peter Vincent (1)

A/n: I just love that picture!

" All I'm saying is that you can't just go and party when you have interviews planned. That makes you look bad. If you would have told me before hand, we could have rescheduled." I told my new boss Peter Vincent. I had gotta a job as Peter Vincent's assistant. It was a great job, Peter and I got along very nicely. He was always so sweet to me even though he was a total ass to everyone else.
" look, (Y/N) I know you want the best for me and the company but live a little." He poured himself another drink.
" I'll live at the right time. Please Mr. Vincent, don't miss another interview. I really don't wanna make up another dumb ass excuse on the spot as to why my boss isn't there." I set my paper work on the large counter in front of me.
" first of all, you know I don't mind if you call me Peter. Second, I'll try my hardest not to. Third, I bet you look cute when your flustered like that." He winked.
" Cute isn't the word I'd use." I giggled.
" do you have anything planned for the rest of the night?" He took a sip of his drink.
" just setting up your calendar for next month." I told him.
" why don't you relax a little. You deserve it." He smiled.
I took my hair out of the bun that was tight around my head. I took off my heels and rubbed my feet a little. Peter poured me a drink. " thank you. Most bosses wouldn't be so kind."
He just smiled. I took a sip of my drink.
" so what was so important at the party?" I sat down in the swirly chairs at the bar.
Peter took another sip of his drink before refreshing it. " you know the normal stuff. Girls, booze"
" but you have all that stuff here." I told him.
" true, but I can't get the one woman I want. So why even try here." Peter told him.
" that doesn't make any sense. If you want that woman, go for it. Don't get run away." 
" Well, that woman doesn't want me. I know that for a fact. She likes to keep it to business."
" You know that's not true, all your assistants on that stage with you would be love to be exclusive with you. Trust me. I know."
" what does that mean?" He asked.
" they talk."
" talk?"
" yeah, which one you'll choose. Ever since you came back into the business, that's all they talk about. That's why most of them are here. To get in bed with you." I sipped my drink.
" what about you? Are you just waiting to get into bed with me?" He asked.
" No. that wasn't my intention taking this job. Don't take that the wrong way. I mean you are attractive and all." I told him. It was true, he was SUPER attractive.
" what if I offered?"
" hmm?" I raised an eyebrow.
" what if I offered you to get into bed with me?" He said again.
" I'd ask 'why me?'. You have so many other beautiful assistance with a lot more and better experience in that department." I told him truthfully.
" what if I don't want someone ' more beautiful' or with ' more/ better experience'." He asked.
" I'd ask if you were drunk."
" all the time. But no really, (Y/N) why do you think I picked you if I wanted someone 'more beautiful'?"
" idk, because of my work ethic." I laughed.
" well yeah. But why else?" He asked.
" There are a lot of things you do that I don't know the answer to. I've come to expect that." I drank on.
" well let me answer this question." He sighed and sat down in the chair next to me. " I like you (Y/N). I think your beautiful, smart, and kind. I don't understand why you're so kind to me when I'm such an asshole to everyone but I'm thankful for it."
I was speechless for a second. Then I realized who I was talking to. Peter Vincent, sex god, vampire slayer, MY BOSS! Oh god, my boss was confessing to me. Or was this just another one of his games?
" Peter," I started. Then another one of his assistants walked in.
" Oh Peter! We have a surprise for you!" She took his hand and led him to the elevator. He looked back at me while I put my hair back in a bun.
" what is this?" He mouthed.
I shrugged. I quickly put on my heels and ran to catch up with them, but the elevator door slammed on my face.

I finally got to wear they had taken Peter. All of his assistants were lined up on his stage. They all had on silk robes. Peter was seated in the front row. Then lights went out. In a flash they were on and all the silk robes where on the floor. The assistant that grabbed peter from the room grabbed a microphone.
" Okay, so me and the girls have been talking and we're sick and tired of waiting for you to pick one of us, sooo we have made it easier for you. Each of us have made a little show for you. You will decide which one of us you like the best after." She winked. " first is Emma."
A blonde busty girl walked over to the original assistant taking the microphone.
" now if everyone would clear the stage." Her squeaky voice flooded the room.  Stage hands had put in a pole.
My fellow co-works were going to pole dance for their boss.
Music blared through the speakers. Emma was holding on to the pole.
" I can't watch this." I whispered. I walked out out the auditorium. I took the elevator to Peter's penthouse. I grabbed the files and went home.

On the way to work the next day, I had this aching feeling in my heart. I didn't know what happened after I left the penthouse. Usually that didn't bother me but what Peter said still rang in my mind.
I took the elevator up to my office. I took off my blue jackets to reveal a plain white flowwy shirt. I had regular black dress pants on with white heels. Nothing to fancy. I sat down in my chair and got to making Peters calendar. I checked the calendar for what things Peter had scheduled for today.
He had a show and a couple interviews today. Great.
I got up and walked to his penthouse. I knocked on the door. I heard footsteps. " Bloody hell!" Peters voice rand through the door.
He opened the door. His eyes wide. " (Y/N). Hi."
" Mr. Vincent."  I spoke.
" isn't is a bit early to be here?" He asked.
" It's 12:30 sir." I told him.
" right. Well. Um. Right. Come in then. I have to take care of a few things first." He opened the door more. I walked in to see his penthouse a mess. Pillows everywhere, booze spilled everywhere, vases broke. Peter ran to his room. I could hear him talking to someone.
" you've got to be kidding me." I whispered as I came across not one but two pairs of underwear and bras.
Peter walked out alone. " so why are you here?"
" I'm here to remind you that you have a show today. After that you have some interviews. Please don't miss them."
" right. Thank you for those reminder. Your probably very very busy. You should get going." Peter said ushering me out the door. Right as I'm going to start to walk out. Emma and Grace two co-works of mine come out with NOTHING but their silk robes.
" oh Peter, we can't find out clothes." They both said in unison. They pulled down their robes to show their breasts more. When they seen me the quickly covered up. "(Y/N) what are you doing here?"
" oh don't worry about me, I was just leaving." I smiled at then. I looked up at Peter. " Goodbye Peter." I walked out.
" (Y/N)! (Y/N)! Wait!" Peter's voice yelled. I didn't stop. I walked right to my office.
" (Y/N)!" Peter followed me in.
" WHAT?" I yelled.
" I'm sorry."
" why are you apologizing? It's not like we were exclusive or anything. All you did was confuse you liked me and got me thinking that maybe, maybe we could have something. But no. You had to sleep with them and crash any feeling of hope I had for us." I told him.
" you didn't seem interested! If you were interested you would have been on that stage." Peter yelled.
" you know I'm not that kind of person! I can't just go flaunting my stuff. I have a thing called low self esteem!" I yelled back. " ugh! I could just." I went to go slap him but he grabbed my arm. He backed me up against a wall. He leaned into my ear. In a low, husky voice he whispered, "wanna try that again sweetheart?"
He let go of my hand. " I'm sorry (Y/N). Let me make it up to you. After I'm on time to EVERYTHING tonight. I take you out for a nice dinner anywhere. I'll buy you a bunch of expensive things if you want, but please, just let me make it up to you." I could see the real ness in his eyes.
" fine." I smiled. " but only if your on time."
" oh I'll be on time." He smiled.

Sorry for grammar and spelling mistakes.
Hope you like it! I love Peter Vincent so this was really fun to make.
Love, Selena❤️🖤