Peter And Tony Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"And if... this is just because yer curious, I- why choose me for a hookup? I'm just some dumbass sixteen year old that's sick in the head." "Shh shh shh. Dill, stop it and take a deep breath. I'm not one that would do somethin' like this if I only wanted to keep you around. No, if I wasn't into it, I'd be dead honest. You know that. I'd still be yer best friend... you know that too, man. And you are NOT a conquest Dillon, don't ever think that, and if yer sick in the head, then so am I, I guess, heheh." Tony smiled and put his hand on his shoulder. "I mean, yer sixteen, so it's not exactly orthodox of me to be into you either. Although, it ain't like I'm some fifty year old mackin' on ya."

Matt glared at him by the mirror. "What? I just stated the fact. You know what, I feel like you guys will make as great couple as Head Alpha and Luna." Peter chirped. Over the past years Matt and Peter has gone so close to each other. "Look at you huh, an alpha being this shy. Damn bro you are whipped." "I've waited so long for this day." Matt confessed shamelessly. "She is so lucky, you know." Peter commented. Matt didn't notice the look Peter has on his face. Over the years as they have gone close to each other, things between them also changed.

Peter said, his voice cracking as he looked up at Tiffany with drunken, pleading eyes. Tiffany’s chest tightened. She had known for a long time that Peter’s heart was divided, but hearing him say it out loud felt like a knife twisting in her gut. “Peter, forget her,” she begged. “Just… be with me.” Peter blinked, his brow furrowing as he struggled to focus. “I wanted to be with her... since junior high school,” he said, his words coming out in a messy, drunken jumble. “But she never noticed me... not once.”

Peter replied. "Stop staring at the screen! Are you fascinated with my wife?" Felix accused, glaring at Peter. "No, Young Master," Peter stammered and quickly moved away from the LED screen. "Be careful not to develop feelings for her! I'll fire you and make sure you're utterly destroyed!" Felix threatened. In reality, Peter had been captivated by the girl keeping Cyra company. For some reason, he felt drawn to her. Peter felt like he had finally found the love of his life he had been searching for.

“Their influence is widespread in a bunch of different ways, and almost none of them are good.” He sighed, and I crossed my arms. “This isn’t something she should have to worry about.” “It’s okay,” she said. “She’s our luna,” Tony said. “She’s going to have to worry about it and be aware.” “She shouldn’t have to.” “Please don’t fight,” Lucy said, lowering her head. “Who is he?” “His name is Peter.” Tony said. “And he’s already clearly pushing the boundaries… As if David wasn’t bad enough.”

he pleaded with such urgency. Giving in, she slowly took hold of it, but only with one soft hand. Peter raised his head up and closed his eyes, expecting her soft lips on his dick. She stroked it a little, getting him ready then her mind reminded her that having sex with Peter is a sudden death sentence. She can only have sex with Tony and no one else. She dropped the cock and Peter's head came down with it in a mixture of pain and disappointment. "I am sorry, I can't do this!" she cried out.

I tap my finger against the corner of the table and rotate the chair from side to side. He nods his head as his smile turns cold, reminding me why people fear these brothers. Deep down under a caring and warm man lies a sick bastard who wouldn't think twice before skinning someone alive. _________________________________________________________________ "Daniel will be so fucking pissed when we hear about all this because he had missed all other real fun." Tony slaps his thigh and laughs loudly, "Man, I can't wait to tell him how much fun we had. From now onwards, I am team Luna because there is no way Alpha would have let me cut anyone's finger just because I felt like it."

"It has a life of its own; it doesn't fit in my fists." Peter's smile widened as he reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers as they reminisced about their past escapades. "It's always been a perfect fit for you," he replied, his voice filled with affection. "I think you have a few tricks up your sleeves that I haven't discovered yet." Sonia's grin widened, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Oh, you have no idea," she teased, leaning in closer to him. Peter's blush deepened. "Those were the days," he said wistfully, reminiscing about their carefree days.

"Tell me, Peter, what do you REALLY want from me? You owe me that much, don't you think?" Peter chuckles. Actually fucking chuckles like Julian slowly losing his mind is funny. "Would you do it if I told you?" Of fucking course not. "Tell me first. If it's something we can work with, I'll do it." Peter smiles. Ear to ear, like a child offered candy. Then he comes closer, leaning in until his hot breath brushes the shell of Julian's ear. "I want you to serve me..." He licks his lips. "Exactly the same way you served Enzo Moretti."

His tone was final, unwavering. I sighed again and shook my head. “I feel like a demon like I’m ruining your relationship with her.” Peter propped himself up on one elbow and reached out to gently tug the blanket away from my face. “If you’re a demon, then I’m more than happy to sell my soul to you. I’d lay down my life if it meant keeping you in my arms.” “Stop being ridiculous,” I said, but a small smile tugged at the corners of my lips. His grin widened, flashing teeth that made my heart flutter despite my attempts to stay serious.