Evan Peters Imagines, Smut & Preferences

Evan Peters; Jealousy (KINKY SMUT)

It must've felt as if your gaze was burning holes into him, because he noticed you soon enough. 

His expression was a mixture of confusion, happiness and doubt.

You walked up to them. 'Hey.' You said sharply. 'Thought you needed to do nightshoots.'

'We did.' Evan said, kissing your cheek. 'We got done earlier and Taissa insisted to come to this party. You weren't home anyway so I thought to give it an hour.'

'It's true.' Sarah Paulson said as she came around the corner with a few drinks in her hands.

You believed her, you didn't know why, but you met her a while ago and she was always honest.

Evan swung an arm around you. 'Stay with us.' 

You kissed his lips but put his arm back to his side, determined to win this game. 'No, thanks, I am attending this party with someone else.'

And with that, you walked back to the corner where Tommy stood waiting for you, swaying your hips.

Evan was left perplex and fuming.

But it didn't take long before great music kicked in and everyone started dancing, Evan of course dancing with Taissa, a little too close for your liking.

So you decided to follow the next step into the game and started dancing -which was actually grinding- with Tommy.

And when Evan saw that, and watched you for a while, he stumped towards you, pulling you towards him by your arm. 'What are you doing, Samantha?!'

'I'm dancing with my friend.' You hissed. 'Evan this is Tommy, an ex-coworker of mine. Tommy, this is my boyfriend Evan.'

Tommy smiled politely but all Evan did was send him a glare, then pulling you outside towards his Range Rover.

He was being an asshole by pulling you away and causing a scene like this, but he was just gentleman enough to lift you up to be able to get into the car.

He knew you could never get into such a high truck without help.

He wasn't angry, or even pissed.

He was jealous, and boy, you knew what happened when Evan got jealous of another man.

You put on your seatbelt as he started the car, one hand on the steering wheel and the other on your thigh. 

'Evan, I...' You started.

'Save your apologies, babygirl.' He spoke calmly, but there was an undertone. 'And take off your panties.' 

You opened your mouth to say something, but then closed it again and did as was told, feeling yourself getting aroused already by the ideas of what he might do to you when you got home.

You muffled your panties into your purse, and Evan's hand slid up underneath your dress, finding your heat and playing with your nub.

You tried to act as if it wasn't having any effect on you, but the whimpers you made everytime he withdrew his hand betrayed you.

Everytime you were so close to finishing, he pulled back his hand, making you twitch around nothing.

Desperzte for his touch you started massaging his member through his jeans, but he held your hand in his, then kissed it. 'Patience will be rewarded, dear.' He mumbled.

It only took a mere twenty minutes to get home from the party, but it felt like hours to you.

You basically ran inside, fumbling with your keys while unlocking the door, which caused Evan to laugh.

As soon as the door was open, he pushed you inside while smashing his lips onto yours.

 All the way to the bedroom you weren't breaking the kiss, clothes flying everywhere until the two of you were completely naked by the time you got onto the bed.

You attempted to sink on your knees and give him head, but Evan pushed you back onto the bed, clicking his tongue in dissaproval. 'You know how this works, Samantha. When another man gets to see my beautiful girl in her bathing suit,' He twirled your hair around his fist as if it was a ponytail and gently pulled it back. 'Or in the most fanciest dresses, I get upset. And what happens when I get upset?' 

'I don't get to touch you.' You sighed.

'Good girl.' He smirked as he kissed you, then turned you on your belly, facing the bedroom wall as he came up from behind you and pushed inside you without a warning.

You knew you weren't going to last long because of the foreplay from before.

Your moaning increased along with his thrusts and you were on the brink of cumming, but tried your best to hold it back since you knew in situations like this you weren't allowed to cum before Evan did.

It was so hard to keep it all back but then Evan, still pounding relentlessly into you, said: 'Let go, baby, I got you.'

And with those words, you released a colossal moan as your body shook from the intensity of your orgasm.

Evan twitched inside you and with a groan he released himself as well.

He plopped down onto the bed next to you, pulling the covers over your clammy body and kissing your temple. 'Nobody gets to have you but me.'

You turned around to face him. 'Oh, Evan, you know I'm yours only.'

He smiled. 'Good, now get some sleep.' He said and kissed you before your eyes closed.

You had to play this game a lot more.