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[pttykae]

ARENT YOU PETTY?

welcome to my blog!

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. . . @pttykae! | 9teen | hi! i’m pretty much a finn bennett fan

because i just CANNOT LET GO OF peter prior, man,

and i don’t think i ever will.

my works as of now:

something down there : bobby franklin x gf!reader

different : peter prior x wife!cop!reader

whose to blame? : jacaerys x wife!reader

it’s a goodamn trap : peter prior x gf!reader

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[pttykae]

IT'S A GODDAMN TRAP

peter prior x gf!reader

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summary: breaking up with your boyfriend is one thing, but his ego’s another, leave him now and you’ll suffer forever.

content warnings: 18+, smut (p in v), just straight porn and no plot, rough sex, breeding, peter baby traps you, cursing, ooc peter( he’s kinda, what, mean here? ), my grammar.

notes: YO, i just saw a person’s post abt peter baby trapping, this is kind of inspired by that anonymous post, omfg, i hope this goes well, i’m not pretty good at writing smut. guys, i’m REALLY sorry if this fic is like, not that great, i don’t usually write smut, and i try my best, really.

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“Ah! Shit… Peter, fuck!”

Loud sounds of skin against skin are echoing inside of the room as Peter held you down on a open missionary, his hands pinning your knees against the mattress as he pistons his hips against your pelvis.

You were beginning to whine as Peter kept his punishing pace, his eyes stuck to your entrance where the both of you meet, he let out a guttural moan as he leaned down to press kisses on your neck.

“Hah… ah!”

Peter lets go of your knees, reaching over to lock his arms around your head, he now sucks on the side of your neck, which results to you clenching around him.

“You’re really sensitive here, love.” He muttered against your skin as he pressed his lips against your soft spot, gasping out from pleasure, your hands tighten against his hair, holding the back of his head.

“And here,” He nips at your collarbone, you let out a small whine, “Peter…” His thrusts soon slowed as he pecked around your body, knowing where each of your soft, sensitive spots were.

“Really, I still have some work to finish, we aren’t supposed to be doing this when I was breaking up with you twenty minutes ago.” You huff as he now looks up at you, his mouth closed around your nipple.

His eyes almost darkened before he delivered a sharp thrust, gasping out a moan, clenching around his length again, placing a hand on his bicep— you slap it.

“Peter!”

Peter nuzzled his face in your neck as his pace was beginning to increase faster, holding onto him, you were a whining mess, Peter was never this rough in bed, except times when you piss him off, and he was definitely pissed off about this one.

“Leaving me? For what, love? I didn’t do anything, did I?”

He leaned to kiss your cheek, while you had your eyes closed tightly, mouth forming an O.

“You’re just…” Your voice falters from Peter’s restless pace, you moan out while he nips at your jaw.

“Agh… too busy with— shit! Everything.” Struggling to form words from the way he delivers his thrusts and the way he touches you.

“You were leaving me because I spend half my time at the station? Thought we had this conversation before, love.” Peter spoke lowly as he delivered another hard thrust.

You cry out his name once more, hands scrambling to hold onto something. You were close, Peter could feel that, “P-pete… hah, close… close—!”

His hips stopped moving.

You snap your eyes open to stare at him, is he serious?

Peter only grins down at you, before he went on to angle his hips, giving shallow thrusts as if his dick was measuring, no—reaching for something in you.

You let out soft whimpers, “Uhn… what the fuck are you doing—”

He hit it, that spot. He always liked how you squeeze down tight on him when he finds it, you go dazed because of how overstimulating it feels, because when Peter finds that spot in you, he doesn’t stop until he’s nearly cumming.

“Fuck— fuck! Peter, wait!” You mewl, holding onto his bicep as he sped up his pace again, his eyes stuck to where you two meet, where his cock disappears in you.

Takes a few minutes of you moaning and squeezing him until he finally leans down to you, “I’ll get you full with my cum that you won’t need to feel the need to leave me, baby.”

“Imagine little Peters and yous running around the house, wouldn’t that feel so good?” He grins at you, talking about the possible future as if he wasn’t balls deep and digging his way into your womb.

“Peterrrr… fuck, yes!” You’re going crazy, little ah ah ahs escaping your mouth as he drills his cock into you, with more force this time that you feel every inch of him, every vein his cock has.

“You want that, baby?” He leaned forward, nipping at your shoulder, “M’not ready for that… please, Peter—”

“F’course not, baby, not now, yeah?” He reassures, reaching down to rub at your clit, which makes you jolt even more, crying out his name.

“Hah… shit, I’m cumming.” He kisses your cheek, quickening his thrusts as if it was even more possible with how fast he’s moving.

You let out a loud cry, finally reaching your climax as Peter continued his pace, your body shook hard, Peter held you tight.

Not long before Peter buried himself to the hilt, you gasp, feeling how deep he was in you, still holding onto his biceps as your nails dig on them, crescents shaped on his skin from how hard you’re holding him.

Feeling the hot spurts of his cum made you weakly look up at him with confusion, “Pete? …Didn’t you put a condom earlier?”

He grins, “I love you, baby.”

[pttykae]

not me having three ongoing drafts of my peter prior works💀

help me finish these, omfg💔

[vhagar-balerion-meraxes]

EYE FOR AN EYE (2025)

[jessmyspace]

watching true detective for him

[pttykae]

i need finn’s man about town magazine, LIKE SOOOO BAAAAADDD

[pttykae]

omg, is it a reasonable crash out when you’re working on a new project and you leave the app for A MINUTE, I come back to the app and it REFRESHED. IT DIDNT SAVE MY WORK💔 poor peter, now i have to restart what I wrote😿😔

[pttykae]

WHOSE TO BLAME?

jacaerys targaryen x wife!reader

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synopsis: you’re on the verge of dying, jace almost lost vermax, rhaenyra’s disappointed, baela worries for you, rhaena claimed a wild dragon, all because of the battle of the gullet, so, whose to blame?

warnings: SPOILERS! cursing, angst with comfort, characters may be ooc, my grammar, hopefully a good ending.

notes: reader’s dragon is Shrykos(as stated in google, shrykos was prince jaehaerys’s dragon, but he never got to ride it, because… well, he’s kinda ded, so I’ll let reader take Shrykos instead!) reader is also mentioned to be a targaryen, but there’s no physical mentions of appearance and who reader came from. all of the high valyrian sentences I put are translated from this very source that I found on google, not very sure if it’s accurate, but I made sure to put what they were saying in english!

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In late afternoons, you were always reading books in the library somewhere in Dragonstone, yet today, you find yourself on your dragon, burning fleets of the triarchy.

Hearing the announcement from Baela back in Dragonstone, you had worried for your mother in law as you knew that battles in open water are dangerous, very dangerous.

So when you find Jace walking back from his mother’s chambers, you stared and analyzed his face, he was thinking about something big, the moment he lifts his eyes to meet yours— his eyes went wide, along with the crazed smile he gives you.

“Come with me, we can win this battle for her.”

Your brows furrowed in confusion, you were a dedicated, young dragon rider back when you were still kids, but after learning of the betrothal between you and jace— you almost stopped riding, after you were married, you spent your time studying and learning more about Jace, and how the both of you could grow together in the future.

“I’m… Jace, I haven’t ridden Shrykos since Luke…”

Jace’s jaw clenched from the mention of his late younger brother, but he blinked it away as he now moves his hold from your hands, to your arm.

“You and Shykros have bonded ever since you were placed in a crib, Shrykos WILL remember the feeling of flying again with you, my love.”

You hesitated, lips parting as you thought about it, head turning to where Rhaenyra’s chambers were, before you look back at Jace.

“Whatever happens, we get back here safely, okay?”

Jace nods, before he stepped closer, placing a hand on your nape as he pulled you close to his chest, kissing your temple before he drags you to your shared chambers.

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Finally meeting Shrykos again, the dragon gave a little screech at the sight and smell of you, you smiled and quickly walked towards him, placing your palm flat on the side of his neck.

“I missed you too, sweet boy.”

You missed the feeling of the sky when you rode with Shrykos, he always made sure to stay high, especially in times where the sun was almost setting, in it’s beautiful red orange sky, you once laughed from the feeling of the clouds sliding into your face.

Yet now wasn’t the same thriling feeling as before, now, you felt nothing but nervousness, for you, Jace, and Baela— most importantly, for Shrykos too.

Because it has been so long since you enjoyed flying, you don’t know what to feel now, you three were getting closer to the open sea battle, preparing yourself by taking deep breaths.

Jace offered you a small smile as the three of you dove closer to the fleets, squinting your eyes from the pressure and the wind, you prepared yourself to say it.

“Dracarys!”

Shrykos shot out his blazing hot fire onto the fleets of the triarchy, before he flew higher to reach the other fleets.

You heard cheers from the Velaryon’s fleet, you look back at them for a second before Shrykos suddenly jerked back and tried to fly higher.

A gasp came out of your throat as you felt him jerk back, you looked down to see a scorpion spear trapped on where his saddle attachment was. (the collar like thing, I CANT DESCRIBE THINGS, ITS SO HARD LOL)

Panic immediately rises as you did your best to fly away from the scene, “Lykirī, Shrykos!” Calm, Shrykos!

Jace immediately noticed and went to command Vermax to help you and Shrykos, but he was held back as Vermax dodged a flying scorpion spear, Jace grits his teeth as he let out a loud grunt.

Baela, who was nearby, went to help you instead, “Jikagon moondacer, save shrykos!” Go Moondacer, save Shrykos!

Moondacer hurriedly flew towards you and Shrykos, she dove and managed to cut the rope with her claws as you and Baela both managed to flew higher, away from the fleets.

The three of you flew higher, as the Velaryon fleet managed to get away from the Triarchy.

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Landing in a hopefully safe area, you took a breath, relaxing yourself as you pat Shrykos’ back.

“Vaoreznuni dōna valītsos, nyke won’t gūrogon ñuha laesi hen se qrinuntyssy arlī.” Sorry sweet boy, I won’t take my eyes off the enemies again.

Comforting him as you hear quick walking towards you, you glance at the sound and it was Jace, you got off of Shykros and walked towards him, too.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t think they’d pull out the huge crossbows.”

Jace stared at you, his jaw clenched. Baela walked over, an expression of worry crossed her face at the sight of Jace, who looked like he’s about to pop.

“That’s why you should focus more on your surroundings! Not get distracted the moment curiosity gets you!”

You hadn’t expected that from Jace, never. Baela looked between the two of you nervously.

“I know, that’s why I apologized!”

You argue back, taking responsibility for something that was actually your fault, because the moment you did it, it threatened both you and your dragon’s safety.

Jace stilled, knowing he was out of the line for suddenly yelling at you, he stared at the ground.

“Jace…” You took his face in your hands, lifting his attention back on you.

“Whatever happens in this battle, it will not cost us our lives, we will safely return back to Dragonstone, and report the victory to your mother,” You say as you glance at Baela, who nodded for support.

“No one, is taking you from me.” You stepped closer to Jace, staring at his eyes, that stood its gaze at yours.

You leaned in and placed a gentle kiss on his lips, he melted right away as he kissed you back, now also holding your jaw.

Baela smiled at the sight, before she turned around and walked towards Moondancer.

“I’m sorry,” Jace breathed out, “I just… I’m just not prepared to lose anyone again, I don’t want that. Not you, I can’t imagine living the rest of my life without you.”

You hug him, feeling his body shake from the fear of loosing you, or anyone in this damn war, and you understood it, you understood that he didn’t want his mother to get hurt, that’s why he asked Ser Lorent to lock her in her own chambers.

“We’ll get through this, together, you, Baela, and I.” You reassured him, before giving him another hug.

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“Round two.” You mutter to yourself, a growing pit of nervousness hits you hard, as if something was bound to happen, and you didn’t like it.

As the fleet of the Triarchy successfully managed to collide with the Velaryon fleet, its middle was torn in half as some of the men fell beneath the large crack.

The three of you now fly near each other, approaching the fleets again to help, until you squint your eyes, “Is that… another dragon?”

It indeed is another dragon, it blew its fire on the ships, although it all started going wrong when the rider seemed to have lost its control over it.

Baela reacted fast, commanding Moondancer to fight the mysterious dragon and take down its rider. Moondancer ducked and the dragons immediately chased each other.

A sense of worry spread through Jace’s body as he commanded Vermax to help Baela. “Ossēnagon se kipagīros, Vermax!” Kill the rider, Vermax!

Until he got a clear view of who the rider was, “Rhaena!” He quickly pulled on Vermax’ reigns, “Daor, Vermax! qrīdrughagon, qrīdrughagon!” No, Vermax! Away, away!

Vermax quickly ducked and made an effort to fly away from the dragon, with the chances of scaring it away by being attacked by the crew’s of the Triarchy, which meant Jace had to fly lower.

Shrykos could hear Vermax’ cry the moment the dragon was hit by another spear, near his leg, to which Shrykos reacted quickly, rushing in to help.

“Mīsagon Vermax!” Defend Vermax!

You commanded Shrykos as he dove, successfully cutting the rope that held back Vermax from flying higher, once Jace got out, they flew higher.

It was now a problem for you and Shrykos, you two never flew low, so it was hard dodging the flying weapons, until Shrykos let out a pained cry, your eyes widened as you quickly look for where he was shot.

The spear was a damn problem, it had held you two down just like Jace and Vermax had, you kept commanding Shrykos to fly while you panic on trying to find where they had shot your loyal dragon.

Shrykos let out pained cries as he was slowly getting pulled into the sea, you look behind you and finally see the goddamn spear, water surrounds the both of you as you took deep breaths.

Good thing you always carry a dagger with you, without hesitating, you unclip yourself from Shrykos, quickly reaching behind to saw the dagger on the rope.

“Fuck, just let go, already!”

You kept sawing the dagger as you and Shrykos were now fully submerged in the water, gritting your teeth, you did your best to cut the rope.

Jace yelled your name from above, Baela too, but from another angle, as you were finally able to cut the rope, you and Shrykos immediately started to swim up to the surface.

Gasping as you made it out of the water, Shrykos was slower as you swam to reach for a piece of broken wood, grunting when you felt a sharp pain on your back, you turned to look at a ship, their arrows were pointing at you.

“No!” Jace’s voice was clear, even when he was so far up above you.

Your eyes filled with more panic, as you quickly scrambled to Shrykos, reaching for his saddle as Shrykos was finally were able to get a head start and started flapping his wings.

You let out another sharp gasp of pain, as you looked at your side, seeing the arrow buried deep into you, you let out a whimper of pain, before holding your side, hoping you’d stop the bleeding as you tightened your grip against Shrykos’ saddle with your free hand.

Before another arrow was shot, Vermax blew his fire at the fleet, Jace’s face was full of anger, before he guided Vermax to fly next to you.

“Gūrogon zirȳla lenton, Shrykos!” Take her home, Shykros!

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Hurried footsteps were heard as Jace carried your limp body, Baela following behind him.

“What have you done?” Rhaenyra asks.

No one answered as Jace hurriedly walked past her, “What have you done?” She asks again, following them, this time.

“Call the maesters.” Jace spoke to Baela as he hurried towards your shared chambers.

“Jace. What happened?” Rhaenyra tried to converse with him as they walked.

“Battle at the Gullet.” Was what Jace said, before Rhaenyra froze on her spot.

“Call the maesters!”

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“Your Grace, we’ve managed to stop the bleeding before it got any worse, the princess must rest for now, if she wakes, please make sure to give her more milk of the poppy.”

The maester bowed to them before turning to leave the room. Silence fills the room as Jace held your hand tightly, afraid that you’ll vanish if he ever lets his grip falter.

“She will be okay.”

Jace felt a hand on his shoulder, but he didn’t look back at his mother, the amount of regret he felt when he couldn’t help her and Shykros out of the water was beginning to eat him.

“She will be, nothing will take her from me.”

Rhaenyra could only rub her son’s back to help comfort him, as they both sat and waited for you to finally regain consciousness.

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ANOTHER UPDATE: LOL I NEVER KNEW THAT THE DRAGON’S NAME WAS SHRYKOS, I ACTUALLY THOUGHT IT WAS SPELLED SHYKROS, THANKS TO @fsanborn92-blog !!

[pttykae]

DIFFERENT

peter prior x wife!cop!reader

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synopsis: reader is liz danver’s older adopted kid, leah mistakenly thinks that liz had favoritism because she lets you do what you want, and leah was quite bitter about that.

warnings: 18+ sexual themes (in the end), p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, like for real, no joking.) male receiving, swallowing of ykw, my grammar, cursing, characters might be ooc.

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The cold morning of Alaska was enough to make you shiver as you chew on a piece of toasted bread that you made at home, at liz’s house.

You surprisingly saw Leah eating cereal in the kitchen, pat her back and went on to make your toasted bread.

Leah’s gaze was stuck on your back for a solid minute as she chewed slowly, then decided to ask.

“Why does Liz let you do whatever you want?”

You turned to look at her with your brows raised, “What?” you ask.

Leah stares back at you in silence, before turning her attention back towards her bowl of cereal.

“Nothing.” Leah says.

You blink at her, before turning back to spreading butter on your slice of bread. You and Leah used to be close, not until you joined the APF, she felt alone in the house, no one else to talk to.

Before leaving, you pat Leah’s head, “Liz could be hard on you, listen she once was like that towards me too when I was younger. She’s just trying to look out for you Leah, like I do.” Then you gave her a tight squeeze.

“Gotta go, I’ll be late and Liz is going to freak out again. See you later.” You say, kissing the side of her head before rushing out of the door.

Leah could only sigh, not fully believing what you said as she went back to eating her food.

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Night arrives and you now walk in the ice rink with Peter and the others as you watch them lift the orange plastic cover off the blocks of ice, revealing the five bodies of the scientists that went missing in Tsalal.

You sighed, staring at the bodies.

“Jesus, God.” Kate McKitterick muttered as she turned to walk away from the scene. You watch her before turning back to the iced scientists.

“Hey, Chief.” Peter squats as he points at one of the scientists who was laid down.

“Those are teeth marks, think they bit their own hands.” Peter continued, looking up at you and Liz.

“Gnarly.” You mutter.

“What the fuck?”

You three hear a voice next to Liz, looking towards her, Leah was now standing there, looking at the bodies with a slight startled expression.

“Hey, get outta here!” Liz dismisses her.

“I just wanted to tell you that I’m-” Leah was cut off when Liz shooed her off again.

“Drive me home?” Leah looks at you.

“Oh, uhm.”

“She can’t, she’ll keep watch here with her husband, alright? Go now!” Liz answered before you could even say something to Leah.

“Sorry, Lee.”

Leah only stared before turning and walking away, finally leaving.

“You didn’t have to be so hard on her.” You tell Liz as you crouched down to examine the scientists more.

“Yeah, well, she can handle it, she’s grown.” Liz muttered before she turned to the bodies.

“Let’s have a little dig around the autopsy files in the area.” Liz continues.

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“Did you know that Leah asked me earlier today why Liz lets me do anything I want?” You asked Peter who was sitting next to you, you were both now keeping watch of the bodies as they thawed.

“Really?” Peter asks, leaning forward to listen more.

“Yeah, she thinks Liz has favoritism over the two of us because Liz is less hard on me now. Little did she know that I suffered the same fate as her when she was still a kid, and I was a teenager.” You lightly smiled as you stared at your hands.

Peter gave you a small smile too, reached over and intertwined your hands.

You look at him, his face showed tiredness that you both have from this Tsalal case. You had slept at Liz’s house last night because Peter insisted that you go home early. And because the heater broke.

“I miss our house, Pete.”

“I came by earlier, cleaned up a bit before changing. It was very cold without the heater working.” Peter says.

“Whose fault is that?” You teased.

“Hey, I didn’t know that our heater was at its full power!”

You cover his mouth. “Stop yelling! It’s midnight.”

He took your hand off his mouth before he leaned in a stole a kiss. You gasped and covered your mouth.

“That’s against the law, Mr. Prior.”

Peter chuckled at you, pulling you closer.

“Am I under arrest then, Ms. Prior?” He muttered before pressing his lips to yours, the two of you shared a passionate kiss before pulling away from each other.

“You know, there are five frozen scientists who just witnessed the cops who were watching them share a kiss. You’re such a bad kid, Mr. Prior.” You tease him again, leaving him with a smile he couldn’t lose.

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The moment you walked into Liz’s house with Peter following you inside, you two could hear yelling near the living room. You both shared a look before walking towards the sounds.

“Why can’t I go out with my friend?!” Leah yells at Liz, who looks like she was about to pop from anger.

“It’s midnight, Leah! Why are you still even awake at this hour?! And don’t you dare tell me that Sheri girl is the friend you’re hanging out with!” Liz yells back at her.

“This is so unfair! You never say anything about her life! Why am I not allowed to do anything I want?!” Leah points at you.

You look at the both of them with wide eyes, “Wait, why am I getting dragged here?”

“Because your sister is an adult, she does whatever she wants with consequences or not. You’re just a teenager!” Liz answers Leah.

Leah just stares at her step mother, then looks at you, then back at Liz.

“You’re only saying that because you prefer her more than me, your golden child, right?”

“What?” You look at her with furrowed brows.

“It’s true! You can do anything without her judgement, but when it’s me, it’s a damn problem! You marry Peter, and it’s great, congratulations! But when I get a girlfriend, suddenly it’s like Liz can’t accept it!” Leah snaps as she wiped her face.

Silence was loud after what Leah had said.

“Go to your fuckin’ room, Lee. I explained and you won’t hear me, and I’m done, so go to your room!” Liz yells as she turned around to walk back to the kitchen. Leah scoffed and she stomped her way upstairs to her room.

Leaving you and Peter alone, you turn to him, “Go upstairs to my room, okay? I’ll be there soon.” He nods and takes your beanie with him before walking up the stairs.

You walk to the kitchen, seeing Liz already sipping on some wine.

“I told you, you didn’t need to be so hard on her. Now she thinks you favor me over her because of it.” You start as you sat down infront of her.

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You knock on Leah’s door, before opening it and walking inside. “Lee?” you mutter, seeing her laying down on her bed, facing the wall.

You walk near her and sat on the edge of her bed.

“You know, you don’t have to be envious of my freedom, you’ll understand it when you grow up, you know who Liz is, she hates everyone. But that doesn’t mean that she favors me over you, okay?” You talk softly.

Leah doesn’t answer, probably asleep, or pretending to be.

“I’m just saying, that I felt like how you’re feeling now, you know she was so fucking hard on me that when Peter became my boyfriend, he just comes over instead of taking me out. Liz ended up cooking for us, you were still a toddler then, always being babysat by me and him.” You smile at the memory, Leah finally turns to look at you.

You smile at her, reaching to remove some hair that was covering her face. “Don’t think too much about it, you’ll both bond over something soon, just try to understand her too.”

You leaned to kiss her forehead before standing up, “Night, Lee.” then walked out of her room, heading towards yours as you stretched your arms up.

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Laying down next to Peter, he faced you and you reached to caress his cheek, leaning in to kiss him.

Silence roamed around your room, only soft breathing as you both tried to sleep, but sleep hadn’t come yet.

“It’s been long.” Peter mutters, you turn to him with a small smirk.

“Yeah?” You muttered back as you climbed ontop of him, sitting down on his hips as you bit your lip while looking down at him.

Peter inhaled a sharp breath, his hands immediately moving to grip your thighs.

“Fuck.” He breathes, closing his eyes.

You can’t help but feel his hardening clothed cock beneath your shorts.

“Turned on already, Prior?” You whisper before leaning to kiss him, he groans softly as he kisses you back, hands moving to squeeze your ass.

“Hell yeah, Prior.” Peter muttered, before he helped you remove your sleep shorts, bit his lip at the feeling of your hand reaching down to stroke his already hard cock.

Peter hissed as you took out his cock from his boxers. The cold air hitting his sensitive tip, you smiled at that sound before wrapping your lips around his cock, starting from his tip and down to his shaft.

Peter lowly moaned, hands gripping the sheets hard as he stares at you.

“Fuck, hurry baby.” He whines, eagerly pulling you up.

“Patience, Prior.” You say as you slowly sank down on his cock, both of you gasping from the feeling.

“Oh fuck.” You breathe as you leaned to kiss him, “Fuck, Peter.” You lowly moaned.

“Shit, you feel so good.” Peter tips his head back, gripping your hips as you started moving, you moved to kiss Peter again, swallowing his moans as you picked up your pace.

As you bounce on him, you deliberately kiss on his neck, making Peter even more turned on, his hips started jerking up to meet yours.

“Ah! Peter, shit!” You gasp into his shoulder as he held you held you down, holding your waist close to his body as he thrusts up to you.

You bit on his shoulder as your climax approaches, in a few thrusts, you came, trying your best to lowly whimper on Peter’s shoulder as you shook from your orgasm.

You took a breath before hurriedly getting off of him, kneeling beside him as you suddenly took his still sensitive cock in your mouth, he hadn’t come yet, you pumped and sucked on his cock impatiently.

Peter groans, putting a hand on your head as he felt his own release coming.

“Shit, baby, I’m coming.” Peter’s voice shook as he finally comes in your mouth, you took it all in your mouth with a small hum, releasing his wet cock with a pop as you swallow his cum.

Now, you laid down next to him, breathing heavily.

“Fuck, now we have to take a bath, damn it, Prior.”

“Hey, you enjoyed that, don’t blame me now.”

“Yes, I did.”

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[pttykae]

SOMETHING DOWN THERE

bobby franklin x girlfriend!reader

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synopsis: you, bobby, and kat gets dragged into clark’s messy explanation of needing you three for a research in the shop, what the three of you wouldn’t expect is that it would be the last day your trio was seen.

warnings: 18+! sexual themes(though, it is very short), cursing, deaths, characters could be ooc, my grammar(eng isn’t my first language!)

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Soft snoring fills the room as you wrapped your arms around your boyfriend, Bobby.

Kat came the night before for the sleepover you three planned, basically, it was just a night of watching movies, drinking, and chilling.

Til there were numerous knocks on the door, they were calling for Kat. You groaned as you slap Bobby’s chest to wake him up, Bobby slightly opened his eyes as he glanced at the door, he wrapped his arms around you for a second before he finally stood up to open the door.

Clark kept knocking on the orange door infront of him, sneaking glances at the window, “Kat!” he calls.

The door finally opens, revealing a shirtless Bobby.

“Wait, Captain Clark?” He mutters, eyes squinted from the bright sunny light outside.

“Wait, wait, wait, wait, Kat?” Bobby calls her, luckily, Kat was awake, she just didn’t hear the knocking.

“I’m coming.” Kat walks to the front door.

“Kat!” Bobby impatiently yells.

“Okay, I’m coming!” Kat says, “What the fuck?” Her brows furrowed as she sees her boss infront of the door.

You also made your way to the door, wondering what the fuss was about.

“Look, yeah, I’m sorry.” Clark starts, “What are you guys doing tomorrow?”

“What are you talking about?” Kat asks, unsure of his intentions.

“I’ll pay you, 2hours, overtime.” Clark says, hoping they’d just agree and get on with it.

“Okay, but like, pay us for what exactly? You’re being a little shady, Clark.” You sneaked into the conversation.

“Research.” Clark hesitates, “You got your camera, right?” He asks, “Right?”

“Well, it’s kind of mine, but...” You clarified, looking at the two if you’re in with whatever Clark was babbling about.

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You took your camera out and turned it on, started recording and gave the camera to Bobby who handled it with care, he loved your camera, so much.

He recorded himself facing a body mirror, you walked by and watched him, noticing his crop top riding up a little to reveal the small of his happy trail.

You couldn’t help but sneak a little flashback in your head.

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You moaned as Bobby pistons his hips to yours, looking down at where you two connect, you placed your palm on his abdomen to ease his thrusts as it was feeling so good, too good.

“Ah, Bobby please…” You whined.

“Please what, baby?” He grunts, leaning down to kiss a trail on the side of your neck.

“Shit, Bobby I can feel it!” You arched your back, one hand gripping the sheets as the other was placed on his belly, right below his bellybutton to slightly push him away.

“Stop,” Bobby took your hand and pinned it down next to your head as you cried out, feeling your release as Bobby thrusts his way through it.

“Fuck, Bobby!” You pulled him down to hug him, feeling good that he almost overstimulates you from the amount of thrusts he’s still giving.

Bobby slightly pushes your thighs up as he felt his own end nearing, softly moaning as he suddenly gave a thrust, before he stood there, cumming deep into you.

You couldn’t help but moan a little from the feeling, hot spurts of cum coating your walls as you both took a breath, before smiling at each other.

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Snapping out of your small head, you side hug Bobby as he turns the camera to Clark, who was packing up things for the “research”.

“What’s the rope for?” Bobby asks.

“Supplies.” Clark calmly answers.

“Great, he’s tying us up now.” Kat sarcastically says.

“No, we’re going to tie ourselves up.” Clark corrects her.

You glance at Kat as she mouths, “What the fuck?” to you and Bobby, you walked towards her to try and comfort her from what she’s feeling, and you’d admit it, you also do feel really weird about this.

“Uh, you still haven’t told us what we’re doing here, man.” Bobby says.

“I did tell you, research.” Clark says, “We’re bringing supplies and we’re using them for research, it’s not that hard to understand.” Clark sassed out.

“Okay asshole.” You quietly scoffed.

“Okayy, research for what? You gotta be more specific.” Bobby asks again.

Clark finally stood up and walked towards a taped out rectangle on the wall.

“I’m gonna go through the door.” Clark points at the taped out wall.

“What door?” Kat asks.

“That’s the door, I taped an outline on the other side too, just to help us find our way back.” Clark tells them as Bobby was lowly snickering behind the camera.

“Bobby?” Kat says, very worried as she held onto you, too.

“What?” Bobby chuckled.

“Look, I know it sounds crazy, but follow my lead. Okay? I wanna be back before sun up.” Clark says.

“Dude, it’s like 9pm what the fuck?” Bobby muttered as Clark walked through the “door”.

“What’s the fuck!” Your eyes widened as Clark disappeared from the wall, hands now clutching both Kat and Bobby’s arms.

“Fuck, Clark! What the fuck? How did you-“ Kat says, scared, weirded out, panicked.

“Dude! Did you just fucking see that? How did he?” Bobby freaked out, but in the more excited way.

Clark reassured the three that he was behind the wall, Bobby excitedly walked near it, ignoring Kat and your words of telling him to stop for a second.

Bobby shot his hand out, pressing his hand through the wall, seeing his hand disappear and come back with a crazed laugh, “What the fuck!”.

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“You don’t think he would toast(idfk what kat said here) us or something, do you?” Kat nervously asks Bobby as you walked to his other side.

“What? no no no, we’re not on drugs. I think I’ll be able to tell if I’m high.” Bobby reassures.

“You are high.” You tell him as you place a hand on your forehead, looking around.

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“Okay, we’re here. I need one of you three to go down there and record everything you can.” Clark says as he starts tying up the blue rope on a random bed frame.

“Um, the camera belongs to me, so…” You say.

Bobby snapped his head towards you, then walked forward, handing the camera to Kat.

“Baby, no, you and Kat weren’t so sure of coming here anyway, I’ll do it.” He says, holding your arms.

“Bobby, it’s okay, I think it’s kind of my time to do something that’s out of my comfort zone. I’ll be back quickly, I promise.” You reassure him, going on your tippy toes to press a kiss on his lips.

“Okay, fine.” He says, you walk near Clark before Bobby quickly pulled you to a kiss again.

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Clark now ties the blue rope around your waist, your brows furrowed as Clark’s knot was quite tight on your body.

“Alright, you filming?” Clark asks you.

“Yeah.” You reply, pointing the camera at the knot before pointing it to Kat and Bobby who watched with worry.

“I don’t see why ___ has to be the one to go.” Kat worriedly says as she looked at Clark.

“She’s the one with a camera.” Clark tells her.

“I wanted to.” Bobby chimes in.

“The camera’s hers as she said.” Clark says.

“But that corridor literally look suspicious! C’mon ___, let’s just go home.” Kat nearly cried out.

“Any trouble, you just give a tug.” Clark says, ignoring Kat’s whining.

Kat stood up, almost yelling at Clark, before she looks at you.

“___, baby, you don’t have to do this.” She says, holding your hand, Bobby nodding behind her.

“It’s okay guys, money’s money. I need it, I’ll be quick, okay?” You reassure them.

“This is stupid!” Kat looks at Clark.

“Go as far as you can, ‘kay?” Clark tells you, you nod and look down at the corridor.

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You now walk down slowly at the narrow entrance of the deep, steep, corridor.

“Fuck, it’s so steep, my shoes aren’t made for this.” You whisper to yourself, or to the camera, as you continue to walk down.

Now arriving at the end of the corridor, you gag at the smell of the room, “Shit, what the fuck?” You glance around the room that was filled with piles of dirty clothes.

“Ugh, I’m in.” You say loudly for the three to hear.

“See anything?” Clark asks from above.

“It’s just full of dirty clothes here, and it smells like shit, what is this?” You said, sounding annoyed from the smell.

You now roam around the first room on your left, piles of clothes were in it, if you weren’t mistaken, one particular shirt looked like Bobby’s from when you three went to help Clark shoot an ad for his store.

“Why is this here?” You asked yourself, before moving back and filming the ceiling. “Okay, Uh-huh.” You mutter as you moved to the next room.

There were lights flickering in that room, you noticed that the rope stopped you from going any further.

“You okay, baby?” Bobby asks, “Yeah, can I get more rope?” You ask as you held the rope.

“That’s the rest of the rope, baby.” Bobby says.

You, on the other hand turned your attention back to the room with flickering lights, staring at it for a second before you saw something move and walk towards you, something that didn’t look like it was made by a person, it was uncanny.

Your breath hitched before you ran back to the entrance of the corridor, hurrying to walk back up there.

“Shit, shit, shit, pull me up!” You panicked as you used to rope to steady your walking.

“Bobby, pull me up, goddamnit!” You yell as you finally make it up there, you pant as you handed Clark the camera.

“There’s something there, shit! There’s something down there.” You panic as you try to untie the rope around your waist.

“Baby what happened? It’s okay.” Bobby tried to calm you down, grabbing your face, but you moved away, trying to untie yourself.

“Clark what kind of a fucking knot is this?” You ask, fumbling with the rope, before you were pulled, you held onto Bobby as you tried to stop the pulling by leaning on the wall.

Clark quickly went over to help untie the rope from your waist while Bobby held you, he had a panicked look on his face, so does Kat who held your hand tightly with her own.

“Clark, what the hell are you doing? Get the rope off of me!” You yell at him before you were again pulled by whatever is down there, you now held onto the three of them.

“Shit, don’t let go, Bobby, don’t let go!” You felt how strong the pull was, it was successfully pulling you down as you now laid on your stomach, hands tightly against the three.

Until the final tug had you sliding down the corridor, back to whatever the thing was down there.

“___! Shit!” Bobby yelled before he didn’t think twice and slid down the corridor to rescue you.

“Bobby! ___!” Kat cried out, Clark also yelled your name, troubled before he tried to stop Bobby from going.

As Bobby reached down the corridor, he watched in horror as he could see how this thing ripped you apart like you were nothing, it laid its eyes on him before it attacked him too.

Kat and Clark finally fell down the corridor with the help of the bed, the camera successfully captured the moment your and Bobby’s bodies were dragged into nowhere, disappearing from the rectangular like door that was placed horizontally.

Kat screamed both of your names before she ran after the two of you, Clark yelled after her as he stood up, grabbed the camera, and searched for a way out.

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