You were staying at Peter’s apartment while the water in your building was being worked on. You boyfriend didn’t mind at all since he loved coming home to cuddle you. You were doing your laundry and noticed that you didn’t have any clothing to wear so you just went through Peter’s bedroom to find a shirt. Once you did, you threw it on before you went and continued to work on your laundry.
You had gone around cleaning the apartment as a thank you for allowing Peter to stay with you. Of course he would allow you since he loves you so much. You were just folding the clothing you washed when you heard the door open. You turned to the door and smiled brightly at Peter as he walked in.
“Hey, Peter. How was work today?” You asked as you went to him and kissed his cheek. Peter smiled as he looked you over.
“Is that my shirt…?” Peter asked. You but your lip some and you looked down at your body.
“Sorry. I needed to wash my clothes and I didn’t realize that I didn’t have any.” You said as you took a step back. Peter chuckled as he placed his hands on your hips.
“Maybe we should take this shirt off you?” Peter said as he grabbed the hem of the shirt and pulled it over your head. You giggled softly as you looked up at your boyfriend.
“Maybe we should take this to the bedroom? Yes?” You asked as Peter’s hand began to explore your body. He nodded as he grabbed your hand and pulled you off to the bedroom.
I swear to God, if one of my babes die, is traumatized or hurt(mentally or physically), I will lose my shit! Especially if it involves Sonny. So take notice @nbcsvu
Sonny totally makes a huge breakfast, he gets you up and asks you all about how you think its gonna go, gives you a cheesy pep talk about how smart and talented you are, and reminds you your first day could never be worse than his first day at SVU was
When you’re all ready to go after some incredible pancakes, he watches you get ready in the bathroom, showering you with compliments because, of course
Packs your lunch. Yeah, I said it. Writes a sweet note in it too, wishing you a wonderful day!!
Raf wakes you up with oral. I don’t even care. Its what happens. He sees the opportunity, he takes it – usually he would rather you get your sleep, but today is a special day
After the *ahem* activities, you two get up and get ready and he takes you out for coffee and a treat at your favorite little bakery
Orders you an Uber so you dont have to take the train to work
Asks that you call him on your lunch break so you can tell him all about it, and he really is genuinely so happy to hear that its going well!!
Mikey is gone before you even wake up. He’s a FUCKIN JUICEHEAD and he goes to the gym at ungodly hours and straight to work, so you dont think twice about it
But then you hear someone come into the house, and whatddya know, Mike is here and he has coffee… and donuts. Cheat day came early this week and you couldn’t be more pumped about it!!
Teases you a lot: “If you start crying, I’ll come get you, babe.” “I’m sure you’ll do great, you’ll probably only mess up like… twice.”
But before you leave, he kisses you goodbye and seriously tells you he’s proud of you and he knows you’re gonna kill it
Petey was also up and out before you, but he made sure to leave you breakfast and he 100% made wayyyy too much food. Why is he like this??
Leaves a note on the fridge wishing you good luck, telling you he loves you, and he can’t wait to hear all about how it went later!!
You text him some updates throughout the day, and he answers when he can, mostly reaffirmations like “I knew you were gonna do great, baby. You’re incredible.”
Surprises you by meeting you outside your work as you get off, and informs you he’s taking you to dinner at your favorite place and he wants to know everything
I would like to bless you all with a lovely Peter Stone smut that @morbid-apricots ( @giraffe-puppy is her side blog for writing) had blessed me with. She is allowing me to share it.
Warning: NSFW
That weekend you and Peter actually managed to get out of the house instead of having a sexy staycation. After all you were going stir crazy. The plan was to go to dinner at that restaurant you both liked in midtown, then catch a movie, then walk in the park for a bit. But Peter wanted to make it.. Interesting.
So here you were, sliding on the vibrating panties he bought you for this occasion. Your face burned with embarrassment, what if you couldn’t control yourself? It’s been so long since either of you had done this. Peter walked in to grab his watch and tie, hair neatly styled in those spikes you loved and the smell of aftershave and cologne wafted in the air, mingling with your own perfume. He had the remote in his pocket and could turn it on at any time. And you were allowed to cum at any time. As long as you could be quiet. Jesus.
“Ready sweetheart?” Peter held his arm out for you, you smoothed out any wrinkles in your dress and looped arms with him. “You know your safe word?” That you did, “mango.” “Good girl, now let’s go out and have a good night hm?“ You were kind of excited, it had been so long since you two went out. You can’t remember your last date together. It must have been over a year ago. Such is the working parent’s strife. But now you two could have some fun.
All through the drive you were waiting for Peter to turn the panties on, to do something. But instead he drove smoothly, eyes on the road and humming along to his Spotify Playlist. You were just sitting on the edge of your seat, God what this man could do to you. During dinner you forgot about it, the food was too good to have your mind stuck on anything else. You nearly moaned at every bite… And then Peter turned the panties on. Staying quiet was a lot harder than you expected it to be. You nearly choked on your wine while he calmly ate his steak, looking at you curiously. “Something wrong love?” His voice was the air of indifference. The bastard. “N-no I’m fine..” He turned the intensity up a few notches, leaving you gripping your arm and biting your tongue to keep quiet. Fuck fuck fuck, this was hard! The waiter brought the check, and just after he left you came silently. Peter could see it in your face, the way your blush rose up your neck and ears to your cheeks. He smirked and stood, helping you shakily to your feet. That was.. Intense. And you knew there was more where that came from. But for now he turned it off.
Next was the movies, your orgasm was still fresh in your panties, the slickness could he heard if you tried to listen. You two went to see the latest scary movie, Peter liked them because they made you huddle in his arms. Right when the lights dimmed and the movie started, Peter turned the panties on again. You were still a bit sensitive from your last orgasm, so keeping quiet was doubly hard. “Peter.. I can’t-” you cut yourself off to stop a moan from escaping. Your husband knew your limits, and you hadn’t reached them. Right now you were at the whining stage. “You can and you will. Remember princess, you have to keep quiet. Not a sound.” At this point you weren’t even paying attention to the movie and came again while biting your lip.
The rest of the movie you were left alone, thankfully. Peter didn’t turn the panties back on until you had reached the park. Then, he crowded you against a tree, no one could see you two unless they walked near the tree. Peter put you on his thigh and ratcheted the intensity to maximum. At this you couldn’t stay quiet, so Peter covered your mouth with his to muffle you. His kisses felt amazing coupled with riding his thigh and the vibrations, you came again quickly. But Peter didn’t turn the panties off.
You were quickly approaching overstimulation, squirming and whining in Peter’s grasp. But he wouldn’t let you go anywhere. “Peter ah! It’s t-too much!” But your husband only smirked. “Naughty girl couldn’t keep quiet like I told her to. So you’re going to cum again, and again, until I say you’re done. Got it?”
The overstimulation of your clit and labia was nearly unbearable, but you weren’t ready to safe word. This was heaven and hell at the same time. Peter ground his hard member against you, having taken it out of his pants. Finally, he turned the panties off and ripped them down your legs to sheath himself inside of you. “Fuck, you feel amazing. So perfect princess. And all mine.” You moaned out your agreement and Peter set a steady pace, using his arm to cushion your back from the bark of the tree. Soon, he was pistoning into you, grunting against your neck like an animal. “Peter.. Fuck, please.” He smirked and sucked hickies onto your neck and shoulders, snaking a hand down to your oversensitive clit to finish you. “Cum for me princess,” you moaned his name as you came again, riding your orgasm on Peter’s cock and against his fingers. The man thrusted a few more times and finally spilled himself inside of you.
The both of you panted and caught your breaths for a while, it had been a while since you’d done anything this bold. And it was amazing. The both of you straightened up and you moved to slip the panties back on, but Peter grabbed them and stuffed the soaked garment into his pocket. Leaving you bare under your dress with cum sliding out of your hole. You blushed when he eyed you for any protests, looping his arm around your waist to get back to the car.
You held hands during the drive home, Peter stroked your knuckles with his thumb and pulled into your apartment parking garage. The both of you were tired from the events, ready to shower and fall into bed. Peter helped you wash up, spending a bit more time on cleaning between your legs than necessary. You were overstimulated and trying to move away from his fingers, but he held you to him and got one more out of you. Which left you shaking and moaning. Peter finished up washing you and himself, scooped you up in a nice warm towel, and took you to bed. “My good girl, you did so well. I’m so proud of you, you’re amazing.” The praise poured from his lips while his hands caressed your skin and raked through your damp hair. Soon enough, you were soothed to sleep, your mind a happy hazy blank of warmth and post orgasmic bliss. “I love you so much,” you murmured before slipping into sleep. Peter kissed you goodnight and curled up behind you to sleep as well.
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