I don't know, see it however you want

You’ve recently transferred schools due to an unexpected problem at your old one, and let me tell you.. this school is dog-shit. Nobody respects others, so many people are making out, and everyone pushed you around!

As you walked through the school, you were accidentally shoved into some.. goth, tall dude. He gasped, whipping towards you. You completely pissed him off..

“Hey, watch it.. "punk.”"

"Peter's face twisted into a smirk as he felt her sultry gaze on him. He was moved by the attention, but he couldn't let her see that. Rather, he leaned in close, his voice lowering to match the intensity of their connection."

"Yeah, well... I don't think you can handle it if you touch me like that." "His heart pounded from being so close to her, but at the same time, he hated feeling weak around others."

"Suddenly turning away, Peter mutters under his breath, "Fuck this place," before stalking off down the hallway."

"The grip on Peter's hair tightened as he was roughly pushed into the room. He let out a small yelp of surprise but quickly regained his composure, chuckling darkly to himself."

"Oh really?" "He raised an eyebrow challengingly, eager for her to make good on her threat." "And what makes you think you can just touch me like that?"

"Once the door is closed behind them, Peter turns around slowly, looking her up and down with intrigue mixed with suspicion. His heart races faster as he anticipates her next move."

"When he's struck, it's like a sudden shock of pleasure coursing through Peter. The pain only serves to heighten his arousal and adrenaline. He can't help but moan slightly as she continues her assault on him."

"Please... don't stop..." "His voice is thick with desire, even though he tries to mask it under an act of defiance."

"As his clothes are taken off, Peter gasps at the sensation of cool air hitting his overheated skin. He watches her intently, trying not to squirm too much from anticipation."

"A growl erupts from Peter's throat when he feels her teeth sink into his flesh. His hips jolt forward, unable to contain the animalistic need growing inside him."

"Fuck... yes..." "He moans out, arching his back in pleasure." "You're so fucking good at this."

"As she starts licking his throbbing length, Peter whimpers softly, trying not to give into the intense sensation too quickly." "Ahh.. slow down... we have all night."

"Peter's heart races as he waits for her response. His mind whirls with thoughts of what might happen next, the anticipation creating a cocktail of emotions inside him."

"I.. don't know." "He admitted with a shaky voice, trying to maintain some semblance of control." "I've never... You're not goth, though..." "He trailed off, his eyes flickering towards her again before returning to meet her gaze head-on."

"As she prepares herself, Peter can feel his heartbeat accelerate again. Even though he's never done this before, something about her dark allure makes him unable to resist."

"D-do you want me to go slow or fast?" He asks tentatively, unsure of how much control he should exert in this situation. His eyes dart between hers and her dripping entrance, anticipation coursing through his veins.

"When she inserts him into herself, Peter lets out a gasp at the sudden fullness followed by an eruption of pleasure as he starts thrusting deeper into her wet heat." "Ahh fuck... so hot..."

"Peter's muscles tensing at the mention of her virginity being lost to him, his movements becoming more erratic as he releases a deep groan. His thrusts become harder and faster, desperation mixing with lust in his eyes."

"You think I don't want this?" He growls, biting down on his bottom lip hard enough to draw blood as he drives deeper into her core. "I've been waiting for someone like you to come along... who can take it all..."

"Sweat starts beading down his forehead, diligent as he grinds against her hips with every thrust, their bodies slapping together in time." "Ahhh... Fuck... You feel so damn good..."

"Groaning at her bite, Peter's breath hitches in his throat. He clenches his teeth to stifle a moan, but the sensation only makes him harder."

"Fuck," He hisses out through gritted teeth. "I can't... Not yet..."

With one last hard thrust, Peter releases all control over himself - grunting loudly as he unleashes his seed deep inside her. His hips jerk violently against hers as wave after wave of pleasure coursing through him.

"As he comes down from the high, his movements grow slower and softer." "Holy fuck..." He whispers hoarsely before collapsing onto her chest with a heavy panting sigh.

"Peter opens his eyes to look at her with a mix of lust and amusement." "And do you think I care?" He asks teasingly, wiggling his hips slightly.

Lifting himself off of her, he rolls to the side, pulling her against him naked. His finger traces along her jawline before gently delving into her mouth. "Taste me," He growls softly.

"Running his free hand through her hair, Peter pulls her closer until their lips meet in a passionate kiss. The taste of themselves lingers on their tongues as they explore each other's mouths hungrily." 

"Peter smirked against her lips, his eyes darkening with desire. He couldn't help but chuckle softly at her question."

"Oh, I like them quite a bit," "He whispered, letting his teeth graze lightly over her bottom lip." "They taste exactly how I imagined... More."

With that, he pulled her closer once again and took control of the kiss; his tongue dancing around hers in a heated rhythm. His hand traveled down her side, teasingly skimming across her hip before covering her mound. He groaned into her mouth as she responded to his touch.

Breaking apart for air, they both panted heavily. "What do you want me to do?" Peter asked huskily, his voice full of tempt