"Peter!" You yelled you changing into you comfy clothes, and your boyfriend came in.

"Sorry, love." He said covering his eyes.

You finish slipping your shirt on, and said, "You can stop it, now." He uncovered his eyes, striding over to you. "Good night, Peter." You slipped into bed.

Before you knew it, Peter was sucking on your neck. You were humming. It felt so good. If his got any further, Pete would be your first.

"Pete-ahhh," you sighed. He found your sweet spot. You were going to lie, it felt amazing. 

Pete laid you down on your back and straddled you. "So what do you wanna do now?" He asked.

"Excuse, Mr. Townshend, I have work tomorrow. Good night." You reached over and shut off the light.

"Good night, Mrs. No Fun." He pouted.

"Fine, I can suck you off, if you want."

He cheered.