Peter Steele, God of Seduction. (Discontinued)

My Cinnamon Girl

**Peter's POV**

Working with (y/n) is the most fun I've had in a while. She's cute, she's intelligent and pure. What more could a man want?
I feel myself falling for her but I know I should keep my distance, just in case.
I know she probably wouldn't leave, but I can't help but feel I might mess this up.
She's a good girl, she deserves the best.
Getting some flowers from a market I walk back to her apartment. I hope to God Pauline isn't there, I can't stand her. Maybe her and Kenneth hit it off and I don't have to talk to her. Doubt I'll get that lucky, but I did manage to score (y/n). Maybe this would work out in my favor. Approaching the building I see Pauline, she's leaving and walking in my direction. Don't notice me. Don't notice me. "Peter! Hey!". Getting closer to her I brush past her and walk into the building.
Getting up to her apartment I knock on her door. I hear something fall and grow concerned. "(Y/n) are you okay my love?". Finishing my statement the door flings open. She's standing there covered in some sort of red sauce. Cupping her face with my hand I rub my thumb through the strange red substance. Licking my finger, it's pasta sauce. Was she cooking something? Looking in I see the mess she made, she dropped a pot of sauce and it was every where. Handing her the flowers I walk in, attempting to help her clean up. I insist on cleaning up the mess and helping her start a new pot of sauce. While doing that she fills a vase up to put the flowers in. Setting them down she walks over to me, grabbing my jacket and pulling it off.
Seeing me cook must've made her horny. She came up behind me rubbing me through my jeans, she really knew how to tease me.
Leaving the room she comes back with something in her hands, looks like a gift. Did she go out of her way to get me something? Cute. Handing the box to me she begs for me to open it. Opening it I see a leather jacket inside, a lot nicer looking than the one I had. Mine was falling apart. Putting the jacket on it fit like a glove. Smiling at her I kiss her lips, thanking her for such a thoughtful gift. What a truly amazing woman she was. She makes me so happy.
Fixing up dinner, she makes me a plate of spaghetti. Setting it down on the breakfast bar, we ate in silence. Ever so often I'd move my hand over to her butt and grab it. Just for the pure fun of it. I loved her facial expressions, the way she giggles and everything. It's just too cute. It's even better when I'm pounding into her and I feel her melting underneath me, that's such a pleasurable feeling. Fuck, I need to distract myself from thoughts like that. We can't fuck everytime I see her, that'd be impolite. I'd also be giving off the wrong impression. I don't want her to think that's the only reason I come over, I'm more prone to showing her my sensitive side. I'm afraid of her reaction though. What if she pushes me away? What if she thinks less of me as a man? I'm brought out of my thoughts by my bunny. She's grabbing my hand leading me to the couch. "Come on teddy, I want to cuddle." She says smirking. "Alright bunny, but just cuddling." I say, looking at her loveingly. She's so beautiful, I can't stop staring at her. Pulling her close to me on the couch I cuddle her. She's wrapped up nice and tight in my arms. Such a tiny little thing she is. So small in every way. Feeling my eyelids get heavy I pass out. Waking up in the middle of the night she was still there with me, sleeping soundly. I run my hand through her hair, kissing it. Then falling back asleep.