“Would you do ya girl a favor and maybe write a little something about the reader just like being insecure and thinking Peter doesn’t love them but he tells them he totally does and then fucks (Like really doms them and bites) them to prove it?”
Peter was gorgeous, there was no doubt about it. Strong jaw, wide shoulders, defined muscles, kind eyes, radiant smile, and the smarts and personality to boot. Compared to you, he was nothing short of Adonis. At least that’s what you thought.
In your eyes, you weren’t nearly as blessed as he is. Plain body, average looks, boring personality, you saw yourself only for your flaws. It was all you could ever see. How could your wonderful Peter love you if you were like this? He could have so much better. At least that’s what you thought.
Currently, you were examining yourself in the mirror in your underwear again. The two of you planned to go out this Saturday to enjoy the nice weather after months of being cooped up, and you were debating on whether or not you should wear shorts and a tank top. Your body was subpar in your eyes, could you even pull it off? Maybe you should stick to jeans and a t-shirt instead…
“Baby are you almost ready?” Peter came into the room unexpectedly, startling you from your thoughts. He paused, tilting his head at you. “What are you doing?” Quickly, you reached for your clothes to change into them, “n-nothing Peter, sorry I took so long. I’m ready.” But Peter didn’t seem like he was ready to let it go.
“Well it sure looked like something… you’ve been acting off for a little while, is everything ok?” You sighed, not sure how to explain yourself. “Well… it’s hard to explain,” Peter sat on the bed, motioning for you to sit with him. “It’s just that, why do you like me? I’m not pretty, or interesting, or much of anything really. But you, you’re all of these amazing things, and I don’t know how someone as plain as me can interest someone like you.” Peter swept your hair to the side and cupped your jaw, “do you really think of yourself that way?”
You looked down, ashamed. But Peter cupped your face with both of his hands now, and kissed you. “Baby I’m so sorry, I should’ve paid more attention to you. I knew something was wrong, but I didn’t know this is the way you thought of yourself.” You leaned into your boyfriend’s embrace, “it’s not your fault. It’s mine, how I landed someone as great as you I’ll never know.”
“Stop thinking like that. You’re amazing. You’re smart, you’re drop dead gorgeous, you know just how to make everything better, and you give the best kisses. Every part of me tries to be better so that I can deserve someone as amazing as you. I love you.” Those words touched your heart, and you started crying. Peter pulled you into his lap and kissed away your tears, murmuring words of love and comfort.
For a while, the two of you laid in bed, plans for the day forgotten. Peter pulled you closer to him and started kissing your neck. “Can I show you just how much I love you Y/N?” You blushed and nodded, your boyfriend rolled on top of you and sealed your lips with his. His kisses always made you melt, coupled with the thigh between your legs and you were moaning softly. Peter shed his shirt and pants, you reached for your bra and panties but he stopped you. “Can I try something?” You nodded.
Peter unclasped your bra and kissed from your neck and collarbones down to your breasts. He massaged your tits, sucked on your nipples, and ground his erection against your thigh. “Peter.. please,” but he wouldn’t move faster until every inch of your chest had been kissed. “I wanna make you feel how much I love you Y/N. I wanna make this last, ok?” You nodded and bucked your hips, desperate for more friction.
Peter dragged your panties down, kissing your hips and mound before burying his face in your pussy. Your hips arched but the man was quick to sling an arm over you to keep you still. He sucked and licked at your folds, tracing a pattern from your hole to your clit and back. Finally, he sucked your clit into his mouth, moaning at your taste. The vibrations made you cry out. Peter slipped two fingers inside of you and curled them against your g spot. The combination of his tongue on your clit and his fingers massaging your g spot threw you over the edge. Peter drew out your orgasm, then kissed up your body slowly till he reached your lips. He kissed you again, making you taste yourself. “I love you so much,” your boyfriend slipped inside of you and moaned against your neck, “I love you too Peter.”
He set a slow yet hard pace, making your toes curl and eyes roll back. You moaned his name, gently scratching down his back, trying to get him to move faster. “Like I said baby, I want you to feel how much I love you,” he kept with the pace, thumb pressing tight circles onto your clit. Slowly, your orgasm was building. “Go on sweetheart, cum for me. Lemme watch you, that’s a good girl,” words of praise spilled from Peter’s lips, throwing her over the edge again. After a few more thrusts, your boyfriend followed suit and spilled inside of you. The two of you dropped onto the bed, panting and sweaty.
Peter wrapped himself around you and pulled the covers on top of the two of you. You buried your head in his neck, drowsy and feeling more loved than ever. “I love you so much Y/N, never forget that.” You smiled sleepily and kissed him, “I love you too Peter.”
We have another sweet boy. God bless him ❤
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