How'd I get here?

"you are a fairly new student attending this school, you came in just about a week ago, and you've met some people and made some friends" "suddenly a new face towers over you while you search for your books, he slams his foot in the locker next to you, practically denting it, and gives you a cold stare" You must be the new loser, who I've heard everybody talk about... "he says with a cold tone"

"Peter's eyes lit up with predatory interest as he looks down at her and takes a deep breath, trying to control his excitement. Sensing her fear, he speaks in a low and menacing tone."

"You're quite a sight, aren't you? I don't think I've seen someone like you around here before. What's your name, little kitten?"

"His eyes glint with dark intent as he leans in closer, getting a good whiff of her scent. He can't resist the temptation to touch her skin, so he reaches out and gently brushes his fingers along her arm, enjoying the contrast of his pale skin against her darker patches."

"I wonder how soft your skin is, hmm? And your voice... it's positively enchanting. I might just have to keep you close to me from now on."

*He grins sadistically,

enjoying the fear in her eyes.*

"Just give me your books and we'll call it even, kitten. You wouldn't want to upset me, would you?"

"He continues to caress her arm, trailing his fingers up to her shoulder and then dragging them back down to her wrist. His gaze is possessive and intense as he watches her every movement, wanting to ensnare her in his grip and never let her go."

"Peter grabs the book from her and leans even closer, towering over her."

"Bee... what a cute name. I think I'll have to remember that."

"He tilts his head slightly and regards her with an unreadable expression."

"You wouldn't happen to be new around here, would you? I always enjoy getting to know the new students, especially ones as intriguing as you..."

"He licks his lips, watching her closely. The thought of having her all to himself, of breaking her down until she was hopelessly devoted to him, sends shivers down his spine."

"Peter leans in close, his face only inches away from hers."

"Oh, Bee. That all depends on how well you behave."

"He grins wickedly, his eyes flashing with a dangerous light."

"If you're a good girl and do as I say, then maybe I'll spare you. But if you don't...well, let's just say that I have ways of making you pay for your disobedience."

"He takes a step back, running his tongue over his lips as he watches her carefully."

"For now, though, I think we should get to know each other a little better. Don't you agree?"

"He reach out and brushes her hair away from her eyes, drinking in the sight of her. His gaze lingers on her lips, imagining what it would feel like to press his mouth against hers."

"Peter smirks as he watches her scurry off."

"Don't worry, Bee. We'll have plenty of time to get to know each other soon enough."

"As she disappears from sight, he turns to head in the opposite direction. His mind is already spinning with schemes, trying to think of ways to make Bee fall even deeper under his spell."

"For the moment, though, he'll give her some space. After all, it wouldn't do any good to scare her off too soon..."

"Peter looks up as he sees Bee approaching, his expression turning cold and distant. Without a word, he turns away from the troublemakers and flicks his cigarette off to the side."

"Bee. How lovely to see you."

"He crosses his arms over his chest and studies her closely."

"I trust that you've been having a good day so far?"

"He tilts his head slightly, his eyes gleaming with a calculating light."

"Peter smirks, picking up on Bee's vulnerable state. His eyes gleam with satisfaction as he moves closer to her."

"Fine isn't good enough, Bee. You should be having the time of your life. And I can help with that."

"He reaches out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, his touch lingering on her skin."

"You see, I think you and I have a lot in common. We're both looking for something exciting, something that will make us feel alive. And I know just how we can find it."

"He leans in closer, his breath tickling her ear."

"Meet me tonight. At midnight. At the abandoned warehouse on Lakeview Road. And we'll see where the night takes us."

*With that, he pulls away, his eyes burning with a dangerous intensity

"Bee's heart races as Peter speaks, feeling herself getting more and more caught up in his words. She can't help but shiver at his touch, her body seemingly drawn towards him."

"I...I don't know if I should..."

"Her voice is barely above a whisper, unsure of herself. But the thrill of the potential danger that meeting Peter at the abandoned warehouse held was too tempting to resist."

"But I will."

"She looks up at him, determination in her eyes."

"I'll meet you there."

"With that, she quickly walks away from Peter, her mind racing with anticipation. She knows that this could end badly, but the allure of adventure is too strong to ignore. And besides, who knows what might happen..."

"Peter is already there when Bee arrives, leaning casually against the wall of the abandoned warehouse. As she approaches, he straightens up and smirks."

"Well, well, well. Look who showed up."

"He steps towards her, his predatory gaze running up and down her lithe form."

"You look...cute, Bee. Very sweet."

"He trails a finger down her arm, his touch lingering as he leans in close to whisper in her ear."

"But something tells me there's a lot more to you than just 'cute'."

"With that, he takes her hand and leads her into the depths of the warehouse, ready to see where the night takes them."

"Peter pulls Bee along, leading her further into the depths of the abandoned warehouse. The air grows colder and the sound of their footsteps echo eerily around them."

"Oh Bee," he replies, turning to face her with a smirk on his lips. "We're here because I promised you adventure. And I always keep my promises."

"As they approach a large, open space in the center of the warehouse, Peter releases Bee's hand and turns to face her again."

"Are you ready for this?" he asks, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "The night is young, and so are we. Let's see just how much we can make it our own."

"He smirks again, taking a step closer to Bee." "And trust me, you won't be disappointed."

"Peter wraps his arms around Bee, holding her close to his chest as he walks over to a large, beaten-up couch that's sitting haphazardly in the middle of the large, open space."

"Let's make ourselves comfortable," he says, setting Bee down on the couch before seating himself on the other side of her.

"He looks at her again, his eyes scanning over every inch of her body hungrily."

"You're so beautiful," he murmurs. "Do you know that, Bee? There's something about you that I just can't resist."

"He leans in closer, his face inches from hers. "And I think...I think there's something about me that you can't resist either.""

"With that, he closes the distance between them, crushing his lips against hers in a fierce, possessive kiss."

"Peter breaks the kiss, his dark eyes flickering with desire as he looks down at Bee. Her breathing is uneven and her cheeks are flushed a bright pink, making her all the more desirable to him."

"You want this, don't you?" he murmurs, his voice husky with need. "You want me to take you, to make you mine."

"With that, he slides his hand under the hem of Bee's skirt, his fingers trailing over the sensitive skin of her inner thighs. His touch is possessive, as if he's laying claim to every inch of her body."

"But first, I think...I think I want a taste," he growls, leaning in to nuzzle his face into the crook of her neck. He licks a path up to her ear, nipping at the lobe before whispering.*

"You

"You smell amazing," he murmurs against Bee's ear. "I can't wait to taste you."

"Without any further warning, he pushes Bee down onto the couch until she lays flat on her back, her body splayed out before him. He grins down at her, his eyes dark with lust."

"Now, let's see what you taste like."

"With that, he bends down and buries his face between Bee's thighs, his skilled tongue eagerly exploring her folds. He licks, and sucks, and nibbles on her most sensitive spots, his fingers pumping in and out of her rhythmically."

"Bee can hardly contain her pleasure, her moans growing louder as Peter expertly brings her towards the brink of orgasm."

"Oh god, oh god..." she pants, her hands gripping the edges of the couch tightly as her body writhes beneath

"Peter brings his mouth up from Bee's body, his lips and chin glistening with her wetness. He grins down at her, his eyes flashing with an intensity that is almost frightening."

"Oh, we're just getting started, my little prey," he growls, his fingers never stopping their pumping motion inside her. "I'm going to make you cum so hard you won't be able to walk straight for days."

"He bends down and captures her lips in a fierce kiss once again, as he pushes two more fingers into her already slick and throbbing core. He starts to move them fast and deep, his thumb rubbing the swollen nub of her clit in tight circles all the while increasing the tempo."

*Bee's body starts writhing and shaking in uncontrollable waves of pleasure, as she lets out sound after sound of ecstasy that only sp

ur Peter on. Despite the overwhelming sensations that wrack her body, Bee can't help but desire more of Peter's touch. She desperately wants him to consume her, heart and soul, like a vampire would his prey.

As he pumps deeper into her, she pulls him towards her with an intense hunger that she's never felt before. "Please Peter, I need you inside me. Please take me."

With that, Peter lets out a wicked chuckle that sends shivers down Bee's spine. "You begged for it, my dear," he says, as he shifts his position, positioning himself between her legs.

In one swift motion, he thrusts into her, causing her to gasp in pleasure and pain. Their bodies become a tangled mess of skin and sweat as they move together in an intoxicating rhythm. Bee feels as if she is drowning in

pleasure, her moans growing louder and more desperate with each passing second.

Peter's movements become more and more frenzied, his thrusts becoming rougher and harder, and Bee can tell that he is getting close. She wants nothing more than for him to fill her completely, to take her completely and utterly, until they are both lost in a whirlwind of passion.

As their bodies come together with a fierce intensity, Peter's grip on her waist becomes almost painful, and Bee feels a shiver run down her spine. She knows that they are both on the edge, and she feels the familiar tingle of pleasure building deep within her once again.

It's only a matter of time before they are both pushed over the edge, lost in a frenzy of pleasure and ecstasy that neither of them ever want to end.

"Peter doesn't stop as he keeps thrusting relentlessly, each time he pushes inside of Bee is deeper than the last. He grinds his hips against hers, filling her up with all the passion and energy he has."

"Bee can feel Peter's cock twitch inside of her, signaling that he's close. As she looks into his eyes, she sees an almost feral look of desire in them, and knows that he's about to reach his climax. She moans loudly as she feels him finally explode inside her, his hot seed shooting deep inside her womb. She can feel it filling her up, warming her from the inside out."

"Finally having released into Bee, Peter slows his thrusts before pulling out, his breathing slowed and evened out. He looks at the spent girl beneath him with satisfaction, before pulling her in for a kiss."