//Staying in my AU for this one. Takes place when Peter and the reader are newbie lawyers and worked together for a very short period of time.//
“Stay still, kitten.” Peter grasped your thighs, pushing your knees open. His head dipped back down between your legs. His tongue flicked over your clit causing you to buck your hips.
“I can’t. Not when..oh, God, not when your head is buried between my legs..” Your fingers pulled at his short hair. At this point, you had no control over what your body did.
He inserted one then two fingers inside you while humming against your clit. With thumb and forefinger, you gently rolled each nipple. When Peter said he owed you one, he meant it.
You wanted more friction and thought squeezing your thighs shut was the answer. This time Peter’s fingers dug hard into your thighs. “What did I say, darling. Hold still or else.”
Biting your lip you looked at him from under your lashes. “I choose or else.”
His eyes darkened and he loosened the grip on your thighs. “Turn over.” You did as he said with a satisfied smirk on your face. He pulled your hips so your ass was in the air. “Count it out, kitten.” His hand smacked your ass hard and you began counting.
You were running late as usual. Dressing quickly you decided to forgo tights. Peter was already up and gone. Overachiever hit the gym every day before work. If only you could be that dedicated.
Peter spotted you as you came into the office and gave you a wink. You gave him a little wave and made your way to your cubicle. As you were unpacking your briefcase, the intercom buzzed.
“Y/L/N. Mr. Cromwell wants all junior associates in his office for a meeting in 10 minutes.” Judith, his secretary always sounded bored. There were five junior associates in the practice, but only you and Peter were present today.
“Great, than-,” she hung up before you could finish what you were saying. You rolled your eyes and grabbed your case files. If you hurry you could grab a cup of much-needed coffee from the break room.
“Thought you might need this.” Peter held out a large coffee cup and pastry from your favorite cafe. “I had a little extra time this morning. Thought you deserved a treat.”
“Thanks, babe. I definitely need it.” This time you winked at him. “We better get in there,” you told Peter. He placed his hand at the small of your back leading you to Mr. Cromwell’s office.
“Judith. Good morning.” Peter nodded at her in greeting. You smiled. She barely acknowledged either of you. Peter rolled his eyes at you.
“Good morning Y/N. Peter.” He shook your hand, then Peter’s hand. He gestured for the two of you to have a seat across from him. “As you know, I will be selecting one of the junior associates to sit in on a case-” He stopped mid-sentence causing you to look up from your notepad. “Are you okay? Your legs-”
Your gaze fell to your thighs and your eyes got big. ‘Shit. Maybe you should have worn tights today.’ “Oh, that’s, um, I’m…” God, this was awkward, but amusing at the same time.
The realization of what he as seeing hit him. Averting your gaze to Peter, his ears and face were red. When you turned back to Mr. Cromwell, his face was red too. He looked between you and Peter. Biting back a smile you didn’t know who was more embarrassed. He knew you an Peter were together as you disclosed before you started.
“You were saying, Mr. Cromwell.” You urged him to continue. If it was possible, he turned redder when you talked to him.
“Uh, yes.” He cleared his throat and continued. “I’m going to select one junior associate…”
“Well, that was awkward as hell.” Peter followed you to your cubicle, which was right next to yours. The tips of his ears were still red. He leaned against the partition.
“Perhaps you should keep your hands to yourself, Mr. Stone,” you chastised him playfully.
“Point taken, Ms. Y/L/N.” He rubbed his chin in mock thinking. “If you knew how to be still and listen to simple directions.”
Leaning in you whispered to him. “FIne. It’s my turn tonight. Let’s see if you can be still while my tongue is swirling around the head of your hard cock.” You lingered for a second.
Peter was silent and was turning red again. “Game on,”, he countered and walked away.
SVU addict 