I saw a clip of someone holding a girl’s jaw in place and pouring a shot in her mouth (consensually!!) and all I could see was rockstar!peter forcing your mouth open with his thumb before asking if you’re ready for whiskey and you say “I’d rather have something else in my mouth”
oh lord...... LORD this has been in my inbox for so long because i keep staring at it and visualising it and then my brain goes to mush
BUT i can definitely see him doing this oh god he'd be so cocky about it too
you'd never had whiskey before, peter's always tempted you with it but you'd rather just stick to your margaritas and your piña coladas. not only were you sure they tasted better, but you'd had a whiff of his whiskey once before and they definitely smelled better.
but his band is throwing a party at the back of the bus, having just played to a sold out hometown stadium show—their first ever stadium show to be exact. and so now you, the band and their partners, their manager, the driver and some of the crew, who were also staying on this bus, were drinking, dancing, partying into the early hours of the morning.
it's just gone 3am and peter's almost finished his whiskey, then he pours a shot out and turns to you.
"want a shot?"
you'd already had a few cocktails but they're making you curious. you knew the smell but for some reason, it wasn't making you gag this time. peter's hand came to cup your jaw when he saw you staring at the glass, eyes not losing focus on the liquid inside it.
"let me.."
then your eyes shot up to his, his eyes slightly cloudy from the drinks and the two joints he's had. his hair is now even more curly than before, his plaid shirt long gone, leaving him in just his white shirt and jeans. his cheeks are slightly rosy, and, god, you wanted to kiss him so badly. maybe you shouldn't, especially with the state you're both in, but the drinks were making you horny and you needed him, badly.
"want something else in my mouth instead.."
peter just smirked, raising his eyebrow at you. you stared wide eyed at him, almost silently pleading for him to take you off the bus, round the corner to the hotel and up to your room to give you what you want. but he just rubs your jaw with his finger and tilted your head slightly backwards.
"yeah? you'll get that later, baby.."
"promise?"
"promise.. now open up, sweetheart.."
you did as he said and he poured the shot down your throat, the liquid burning slightly and you coughed, spluttering some of it down your chin. peter just chuckled, wiping it with his fingers, before kissing you.
Plus the getting encouraged to take it all the way " just a little more, come on you can do" and when you take it all in " there you go that's a good sub"
