hot anger
Pairing : Peter Pevensie x Reader!
Summary: You think Peter is hot when he's angry, and you need him to fuck you
Warnings: Smut, masturbation, created nothing more!
Genre: obscenity.
Word count: 1k
AN : It's my first time writing this genre, I hope it's not a failure and I don't review it
The gif is not mine!
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Peter was angry for days, angry with everyone.
He had no patience, he yelled at his brothers from time to time and his look could kill Caspian with ease, he had also argued with you but nothing that would ruin their relationship.
Sure, part of you was frustrated with him because of the way he had treated people, including you, but another part of you was turned on.
You bit your lip as Peter walked away from Caspian, his eyes burning with anger.
Your legs clenched as he rudely demanded that Susan shut up.
Something throbbed in your body when he told you not to bother him, that he was working.
You also felt bad, he made you feel guilty, feel needy when he was having a bad time, but you couldn't help it, your body reacts on its own.
Now you walk at a brisk pace through the castle, arriving at your shared bedroom.When you arrived you saw Peter lying in bed and your face lit up.
Peter had been coming to bed late for days, you tried to wait for him but you ended up falling into the arms of sleep, and then when you expected to see him in the morning he had already gotten up very early.
You walk to your nightstand, take off your rings, the corset and you let your hair down, you go to your closet and choose the nightwear, which was just a loose dress.
No one speaks, Peter looks at you in silence, and you only concentrate on changing.
Maybe he thinks you're angry with him, but that's not the case, quite the opposite.
You walk to the bed and lie down on your side of the mattress.
"How was today?" You ask looking at him.
"Not so bad," he said in a soft tone.
Your hand takes he's and your lips fall to her cheek. "You've been very busy, so much work is going to make you sick"
"It is my duty" You kiss her lips.
"Your job is governor, not to be a slave to your government"
Peter's hands grab your waist. "You're so pretty... but you also talk so much." I speak mockingly.
Maybe at another time you had already acted offended but not today, you only wanted him.
You place yourself on his lap, each leg on his side.
Peter laughed, reading your attitude. "you need something?"
"To you" You said, bumping his forehead.
The king's hands squeezing the flesh of your hips.
"I thought you were mad at me."
You deny automatically. "Actually, I've been wanting you all day."
"Then you can have me now."
You squeal when in one quick movement his hands leave you underneath him.
You feel his lips on your neck and a muffled moan comes from your lips, so desperate.
You feel Peter smile against your skin. "You like this, don't you?" Another moan is elicited when he bites down on your skin. "Talk to me or I'll have to stop."
"Yes, I love it." You almost scream, desperate for he not to stop. "I've needed you for days, pet," you cry.
"You got me " he murmurs.
He leaves your neck and takes off your dress.
"Ah!" You can almost come when you feel your boyfriend's tongue on your tit, while his hand fits perfectly into the other.
Let go of your boob for a second. "Days ago, love?"
You nod. "You're.. so sexy when he's angry" you try to speak.
"Yeah?" Move to the other nipple.
"Yes. I've wanted you to fuck me all day"
Peter lets go of your tits and goes down until he reaches your pussy.
"Do you want me to make you cum with my tongue?"
"No." You say firmly. "I want to suck you."
Peter's eyes show the dose of pleasure at your words, and without speaking he turns over in bed, leaving you on top of him.
You take off his shorts and t-shirt he wasn't wearing.
Peter's lips part, trying to speak but his words get stuck in his throat as he feels you suck on his cock.
You choke, your eyes water but you don't stop, you don't want to stop.
“Oh, love,” you hear him say.
You take his cock out of your mouth for a few seconds. "You don't know how long I've wanted this," you confess, returning to your work.
"Me too, love," he stammers.
Sucking his cock with desire, as if it were a pacifier until you feel it finish on your lips and his muscles rest, much of his accumulated stress seems to disappear with the liquid.
“God, how I needed this,” you hear him ramble and smile.
Peter needs a minute to compose himself and lays you down on the bed, without warning he puts his head between your legs, tearing off your panties.
"Peter!" You moan.
He doesn't respond, just squeezes the flesh of your thighs, burying himself even deeper into your pussy, if that was possible.
His tongue violently flicks against your clit and you scream.
"The whole castle is listening to you, dove," she speaks into your pussy, sending vibrations that make you dizzy.
Your cheeks blush. "It's so good"
He sucks on your clit and you feel his fingers at your entrance.
"I'm around"
He didn't respond, he just accelerated his fingers and his tongue was more violent.
You come almost crying, in overwhelming pleasure and Peter doesn't stop, your orgasm and his perfume, stronger than ever, make you dizzy.
The eyes close lazily.
“Hey, lady,” you hear her voice rasp from her and your body vibrates. "we not finished"
Without further ado, he kisses your lips and you feel his cock at your entrance.
When you enter, your moans are muffled on his lips.
“It feels so good,” you gasp, feeling the slow, deep movements of the great king.
His hips speed up as his lips leave you, rising higher over your body and he pounds into your body without hesitation, as sure as only the Magnificent King could.
Your eyes widen and you feel pressure on your belly, his cock moving in and out.
His hips aren't hesitant as he pounds into you, his hands are squeezing his body and you can play that he's just using you to take away his stress from everything he deals with, but you wouldn't want him any different.
His hand finds your clit and you feel a rollercoaster ride through your body.
“Peter… I’m going to cum” you squeal.
"Cum." Demanded and you released yourself, feeling spasms of pleasure and then feeling Peter cum inside you.
Peter falls to the side of your body and his arms wrap around you.
Your body relaxes from his touch and the only thing you can do before going to sleep is listen to the voice of your beloved blonde.
"I love you.."
