FIC: ANTICIPATION (peter/elle)
Titel: Anticipation
Characters/pairing(s): Peter/Elle, mentions of Adam.
Rating: R / NC-17 (light)
Word Count: around 960
Warnings: spoilery for 2.08 Four Months Ago
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine. Borrowed from Mr. Tim Kring.
Summary: Elle was told not to play with the captives..
Peter sits on his bed, his legs curled up to his chest, resting his head against the wall. He closes his eyes briefly and thinks long and hard about Adam's warning about the Company. We're prisoners here Peter. i've been waited here for you, so we could escape to save your brother and the world.
He opens his eyes again to see Elle, who just happened to stop by, like she always does. She in a happy mood, he could tell by the bright smile that she had on her face. She put the pills on the table and jumped on Peter's bed.
"Time to play, puppy." Elle says esctatic, tangling her hands with his. Peter looked at the hands as she send a shock through them. ''AHW!'' Peter shouted, jerking away from her hands.
"Ah, don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you." she said, putting up a sad face. "I'm perfectly able to control my powers," she winked. She stood up and walks towards the door. "Wait." Peter said, asking for her to stay.
"I knew you'd like it!" She smiles, running back towards Peter and falls on his lap. "No, it's something else." Peter says, meeting her eyes. Elle wraps her arms around Peter's torso and holds it tight like she's holding a fluffy toy.
"What's the matter, Pete?" she asks quiet, her face pressed against his chest, enough for her to hear his heartbeat.
"Can i see my brother?" Peter asks, stroking her soft blond hair gently. Elle sits up immediately as her face turns serieus. "Why would you want to see your brother?" she asked.
"Because i need to know that he's alright." Peter says worried. Elle brushes her thumb over his cheek.
"Aw.. he's fine from what i've heard. He's a little crispy though," she laughs. "I hope he recovers soon, 'cause he's such a hot-" Peter stands up, causing Elle's legs fall on the cement floor. She smirks behind his back and grabs his waist.
"Oh now don't be jealous. your hot too." she giggles.
"I'm not jealous," Peter accuses, turning around to face her. She settled Peter down on the bed and follows him.
"Enough talk." Elle demands, putting up a evil smirk. She comes closer with just a small gap seperating their lips from touching. His hands roam over Elle's back as he finds the zipper on the back of her shirt. He smirks as he teasingly eases it down a notch. He's playing her this time.
She's ready to attack him, satisfy him like she did with.., but she remembers what Bob said to her before she went to Peter's cell.. Don't play with him, Elle, just give him the medication and leave.
"Argh." She lets out, the frustration is getting to her, but Bob knows that Elle wil always, get what she wants, wheiter he likes it or not. Peter doesn't hear the complaints, he's to busy exploring her body. She lets a moan escape her mouth when he roughly pulls her hips down onto his throbbing erection.
She laughs in suprise, never would she think that Peter could be so aggresive, it has set new boundaries for her and her puppy..
Elle lowers her hands down and undoes his. She eagerly slides her hand over his erection, making Peter breath heavier. Elle watches Peter in fascination as he helplessly moans into her touch.
"You like that, don't cha?" she laughs, speeding up the tempo. ""Stop it," Peter hisses into her ear, it's only giving her permission to continue. "I don't want to," she breaths, slowing down. Peter takes a few deep breaths before lifting her weight up and throwing her down on the bed.
She arches her upperbody up and leans on her elbows, looking lustfully at Peter as he takes his shirt over his head and tosses it aside. "Relax," he says, easing her flat down on her back. She lets out a loud moan as she feels the pressure of his shaft digging deep inside her.
She duggs her fingers in his back, sending shocks up his spine. Peter lets out a short groan of pain but that soon changes into something that he might get used to. It turns him on ever more, he thrust inside her after everything shock she sends him over and over again, its like they planned it, to give eachother exactly what they wanted, a double pleasure.
"Come on, Peter!" she pleads, "Show me that your better then him," she murmurs after. Peter pauses for a second, as his breathing becomes normal again. "Him? What are you talking about?" He says, backing off of her and reaches for his shirt. "This won't happen again." Peter realizes that he has taking this getting-control-over-Elle a little to far.
"No, wait. I was just saying things, it doesn't mean anything." she remains calm but furious, cause she was this close to have it. She walked up to Peter, who didn't blink, when she moves her mouth to his ear and whispered "Maybe next time." She stepped back, and walked away.
Peter put his shirt back on and rubbed his jaw.
"I thought i was better." Adam said out of nowhere. Peter walked towards the wall and cocked his head. "About what?"
"Well remember that i told you about waiting here for you?" Adam asked.
"Yeah, what about it?" Peter furrowed his brow.
"Well, she came to visit my time to time, played with me, time to time and.. well you know the rest."
"So i wasn't the only one she was playing with huh?" Peter laughed of the stupidity.
"Nope, and that's why i tried to warn you about her." Adam said, standing up on his feet and walks to the wall.
"Well I guess she played us both then." They both chuckled.
Characters/pairing(s): Peter/Elle, mentions of Adam.
Rating: R / NC-17 (light)
Word Count: around 960
Warnings: spoilery for 2.08 Four Months Ago
Disclaimer: Characters are not mine. Borrowed from Mr. Tim Kring.
Summary: Elle was told not to play with the captives..
Peter sits on his bed, his legs curled up to his chest, resting his head against the wall. He closes his eyes briefly and thinks long and hard about Adam's warning about the Company. We're prisoners here Peter. i've been waited here for you, so we could escape to save your brother and the world.
He opens his eyes again to see Elle, who just happened to stop by, like she always does. She in a happy mood, he could tell by the bright smile that she had on her face. She put the pills on the table and jumped on Peter's bed.
"Time to play, puppy." Elle says esctatic, tangling her hands with his. Peter looked at the hands as she send a shock through them. ''AHW!'' Peter shouted, jerking away from her hands.
"Ah, don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you." she said, putting up a sad face. "I'm perfectly able to control my powers," she winked. She stood up and walks towards the door. "Wait." Peter said, asking for her to stay.
"I knew you'd like it!" She smiles, running back towards Peter and falls on his lap. "No, it's something else." Peter says, meeting her eyes. Elle wraps her arms around Peter's torso and holds it tight like she's holding a fluffy toy.
"What's the matter, Pete?" she asks quiet, her face pressed against his chest, enough for her to hear his heartbeat.
"Can i see my brother?" Peter asks, stroking her soft blond hair gently. Elle sits up immediately as her face turns serieus. "Why would you want to see your brother?" she asked.
"Because i need to know that he's alright." Peter says worried. Elle brushes her thumb over his cheek.
"Aw.. he's fine from what i've heard. He's a little crispy though," she laughs. "I hope he recovers soon, 'cause he's such a hot-" Peter stands up, causing Elle's legs fall on the cement floor. She smirks behind his back and grabs his waist.
"Oh now don't be jealous. your hot too." she giggles.
"I'm not jealous," Peter accuses, turning around to face her. She settled Peter down on the bed and follows him.
"Enough talk." Elle demands, putting up a evil smirk. She comes closer with just a small gap seperating their lips from touching. His hands roam over Elle's back as he finds the zipper on the back of her shirt. He smirks as he teasingly eases it down a notch. He's playing her this time.
She's ready to attack him, satisfy him like she did with.., but she remembers what Bob said to her before she went to Peter's cell.. Don't play with him, Elle, just give him the medication and leave.
"Argh." She lets out, the frustration is getting to her, but Bob knows that Elle wil always, get what she wants, wheiter he likes it or not. Peter doesn't hear the complaints, he's to busy exploring her body. She lets a moan escape her mouth when he roughly pulls her hips down onto his throbbing erection.
She laughs in suprise, never would she think that Peter could be so aggresive, it has set new boundaries for her and her puppy..
Elle lowers her hands down and undoes his. She eagerly slides her hand over his erection, making Peter breath heavier. Elle watches Peter in fascination as he helplessly moans into her touch.
"You like that, don't cha?" she laughs, speeding up the tempo. ""Stop it," Peter hisses into her ear, it's only giving her permission to continue. "I don't want to," she breaths, slowing down. Peter takes a few deep breaths before lifting her weight up and throwing her down on the bed.
She arches her upperbody up and leans on her elbows, looking lustfully at Peter as he takes his shirt over his head and tosses it aside. "Relax," he says, easing her flat down on her back. She lets out a loud moan as she feels the pressure of his shaft digging deep inside her.
She duggs her fingers in his back, sending shocks up his spine. Peter lets out a short groan of pain but that soon changes into something that he might get used to. It turns him on ever more, he thrust inside her after everything shock she sends him over and over again, its like they planned it, to give eachother exactly what they wanted, a double pleasure.
"Come on, Peter!" she pleads, "Show me that your better then him," she murmurs after. Peter pauses for a second, as his breathing becomes normal again. "Him? What are you talking about?" He says, backing off of her and reaches for his shirt. "This won't happen again." Peter realizes that he has taking this getting-control-over-Elle a little to far.
"No, wait. I was just saying things, it doesn't mean anything." she remains calm but furious, cause she was this close to have it. She walked up to Peter, who didn't blink, when she moves her mouth to his ear and whispered "Maybe next time." She stepped back, and walked away.
Peter put his shirt back on and rubbed his jaw.
"I thought i was better." Adam said out of nowhere. Peter walked towards the wall and cocked his head. "About what?"
"Well remember that i told you about waiting here for you?" Adam asked.
"Yeah, what about it?" Peter furrowed his brow.
"Well, she came to visit my time to time, played with me, time to time and.. well you know the rest."
"So i wasn't the only one she was playing with huh?" Peter laughed of the stupidity.
"Nope, and that's why i tried to warn you about her." Adam said, standing up on his feet and walks to the wall.
"Well I guess she played us both then." They both chuckled.