Ficlet: Eager | Stiles/Chris/Peter - Nc-17
Author: anassa_anemou
Title: Eager
Rating: Nc-17
Pairing/s: Chris Argent/Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski
Character/s: Chris, Peter and Stiles
Summary: Peter doesn't behave and Chris has another turn on commanding the scene between them.
Warnings: Come Swallowing, Unsafe sex, BDSM.
Submission Type: Ficlet
Word Count: 394
Prompt: Thirst
Author's Notes: Stiles is not underage, this is a future fic. I set up a series in here, I do not need to start another series, but I got inspired by the last prompt (the fic made for it).
Peter smirks at the sight, it’s kind of adorable to see Chris’ slack face and Stiles on his knees, ass in the air while he sucks deep. He wants to spank the perky bottom, but he lost his turn at debauching the boy after Chris caught him wanking in the shower. Sometimes he wants to roar in rage and slam Chris at the wall, showing him who should be in charge, but then, Chris didn’t threaten or used wolfsbane on him to agree.
Stiles moans around Chris, eyes huge and shining and Peter let’s his hand rest against the back of his neck, holding it in place, caressing lightly against it. The response is immediate, Stiles slackens his mouth and Chris starts to fuck into it, hips moving up and down, like a fucking machine and is this moment that Peter thanks all of his lover training: it gets him amazing stamina.
“Will you let me pull his hair?” Peter smiles at Chris’ glare, but he doesn’t move, stays put at the side of the bed, obeying Chris.
“Stay still or I’ll lock the toys for a month and you will only get to watch.” Chris pants as he says it and Peter smiles fondly at him.
Stiles comes then, this time Chris didn’t ask him to hold until permission, and it’s gorgeous, the way he chokes on Chris’s cock, making him chain come and Peter holds Stiles, making him swallow. Peter pulls Stiles off, holding him while Chris stretches and cleans himself. Chris pulls Stiles to the edge of the bed pulling his head of the bed, and holding his chest so he doesn’t fall.
Peter doesn’t need Chris’ arched eyebrow to get what he needs to do, so he just plunges in. Stiles is always eager to suck cock, and Peter loves it anytime, if Chris is not around, he manages to pull Stiles at all odd hours to suck him off. Stiles’ mouth is made of pure delight, plump and wet and talented and Peter is always so happy satisfy his thirst.
When Peter comes, Stiles gulps it all down, smiling when Chris kisses his forehead. Peter falls to the bed, boneless: he thinks that he could come a second time, and Stiles would drink it up. Chris doesn’t let him, but that’s ok, he will fuck Stiles up so bad.
Title: Eager
Rating: Nc-17
Pairing/s: Chris Argent/Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski
Character/s: Chris, Peter and Stiles
Summary: Peter doesn't behave and Chris has another turn on commanding the scene between them.
Warnings: Come Swallowing, Unsafe sex, BDSM.
Submission Type: Ficlet
Word Count: 394
Prompt: Thirst
Author's Notes: Stiles is not underage, this is a future fic. I set up a series in here, I do not need to start another series, but I got inspired by the last prompt (the fic made for it).
Peter smirks at the sight, it’s kind of adorable to see Chris’ slack face and Stiles on his knees, ass in the air while he sucks deep. He wants to spank the perky bottom, but he lost his turn at debauching the boy after Chris caught him wanking in the shower. Sometimes he wants to roar in rage and slam Chris at the wall, showing him who should be in charge, but then, Chris didn’t threaten or used wolfsbane on him to agree.
Stiles moans around Chris, eyes huge and shining and Peter let’s his hand rest against the back of his neck, holding it in place, caressing lightly against it. The response is immediate, Stiles slackens his mouth and Chris starts to fuck into it, hips moving up and down, like a fucking machine and is this moment that Peter thanks all of his lover training: it gets him amazing stamina.
“Will you let me pull his hair?” Peter smiles at Chris’ glare, but he doesn’t move, stays put at the side of the bed, obeying Chris.
“Stay still or I’ll lock the toys for a month and you will only get to watch.” Chris pants as he says it and Peter smiles fondly at him.
Stiles comes then, this time Chris didn’t ask him to hold until permission, and it’s gorgeous, the way he chokes on Chris’s cock, making him chain come and Peter holds Stiles, making him swallow. Peter pulls Stiles off, holding him while Chris stretches and cleans himself. Chris pulls Stiles to the edge of the bed pulling his head of the bed, and holding his chest so he doesn’t fall.
Peter doesn’t need Chris’ arched eyebrow to get what he needs to do, so he just plunges in. Stiles is always eager to suck cock, and Peter loves it anytime, if Chris is not around, he manages to pull Stiles at all odd hours to suck him off. Stiles’ mouth is made of pure delight, plump and wet and talented and Peter is always so happy satisfy his thirst.
When Peter comes, Stiles gulps it all down, smiling when Chris kisses his forehead. Peter falls to the bed, boneless: he thinks that he could come a second time, and Stiles would drink it up. Chris doesn’t let him, but that’s ok, he will fuck Stiles up so bad.