"Inevitable Discovery", Peter/Neal, NC-17
Title: Inevitable Discovery
Author: coffeethyme4me
Pairing: Peter/Neal
Rating: NC-17
Prompts by elrhiarhodan: Frotting, Inevitable Discovery. Thank you, Elr!!!
Words: 200
Peter’s got my wrists pinned together over my head. His dick slides on mine, easy. He whispers in my ear while he thrusts. My body bangs against the wall. I’m quaking with need, pants around my thighs.
“Fucking cock tease,” he growls. His grip tightens, his one strong hand around both my wrists.
He grunts, slamming into me, and comes. Peter bites my ear, rides my body against the wall, and comes all over me.
It’s when he pulls back and zips up and my wrists blush red as the blood rushes back, cock weeping, that I suffer the realization that Peter intends to leave me there.
“You brought this on yourself, Neal,” he tells me, and I almost believe the regret in his voice. My cock yearns toward him, straining, a sticky mess, come-on and so, so hard.
He turns and leaves me up on the 15th floor, stepping into the elevator to go back to his office. I fall to my knees, bruised and wrecked. I still feel his bite on my ear, left reeling from the inevitable discovery that Peter has what it takes to walk away from me and knows exactly how to make me follow.
Author: coffeethyme4me
Pairing: Peter/Neal
Rating: NC-17
Prompts by elrhiarhodan: Frotting, Inevitable Discovery. Thank you, Elr!!!
Words: 200
Peter’s got my wrists pinned together over my head. His dick slides on mine, easy. He whispers in my ear while he thrusts. My body bangs against the wall. I’m quaking with need, pants around my thighs.
“Fucking cock tease,” he growls. His grip tightens, his one strong hand around both my wrists.
He grunts, slamming into me, and comes. Peter bites my ear, rides my body against the wall, and comes all over me.
It’s when he pulls back and zips up and my wrists blush red as the blood rushes back, cock weeping, that I suffer the realization that Peter intends to leave me there.
“You brought this on yourself, Neal,” he tells me, and I almost believe the regret in his voice. My cock yearns toward him, straining, a sticky mess, come-on and so, so hard.
He turns and leaves me up on the 15th floor, stepping into the elevator to go back to his office. I fall to my knees, bruised and wrecked. I still feel his bite on my ear, left reeling from the inevitable discovery that Peter has what it takes to walk away from me and knows exactly how to make me follow.