JustPrompt: Caught in the Act
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spongetasticThey rocked desperately up against each other, heavy gasps for breath passing through their parted lips when they broke from their hungry kisses. The girl’s legs were wrapped tightly around his hips to keep their bodies close. Her fingers were anchored down on his shoulders and every few moments a tiny spark would pass from her skin to his. He let out a gasp at the jolt but far from stopping, the brief flash of pain made him jerk and push deeper into her body.
Turns out Elle was right: Peter did grow to like it.
The first time they met like this Peter turned to Elle out of desperation. He felt utterly alone in the world and she was the only person he was ever close to. But after that first time he still wanted her. Being with Elle now made him happy. Kissing her, touching her, feeling her body move against his…
There was a loud click from Peter’s door. The two froze, but there was no time. The door opened and Bob Bishop stood on the other side. His little girl naked with her legs spread welcoming Peter’s cock inside her.
“Get dressed,” Bob ordered dryly. “Now.” He closed the door again. Peter wordlessly slid away from Elle and started gathering their clothes. Her father’s arrival instantly killed the amorous mood.
It wasn’t like Peter thought he would get away with fucking Bob’s daughter forever. There was a camera in the room that Peter was sure Elle never bothered turning off before she came to visit him. Actually, Peter was surprised it went on as long as it did without Bob intervening.
Peter stood in the man’s office, disheveled and convinced he was about to be killed. He turned to glance at Elle and offered the girl a faint smile. Whatever happened, he wasn’t going to regret what happened between them.
“This behavior is unacceptable, Mr. Petrelli,” Bob said coldly. “We allow you to stay here, we give you treatment for your ability, and this is how you thank me?” Peter didn’t know what to say. “You’ll have to be punished,” Bob continued.
“No, wait…” Peter swallowed, turning to Elle again. “I love her, sir. I love your daughter.” That caught both of the Bishops’ attention. Peter turned to Elle, cupping her face in his hands so they were eye-to-eye. “I love you,” he repeated, “and I’ll do what I need to so we can stay together.”
“Is that right…?” Bob was looking between the empath and his daughter with a thoughtful look in his eye. “Then perhaps we can come to an arrangement…”
Turns out Elle was right: Peter did grow to like it.
The first time they met like this Peter turned to Elle out of desperation. He felt utterly alone in the world and she was the only person he was ever close to. But after that first time he still wanted her. Being with Elle now made him happy. Kissing her, touching her, feeling her body move against his…
There was a loud click from Peter’s door. The two froze, but there was no time. The door opened and Bob Bishop stood on the other side. His little girl naked with her legs spread welcoming Peter’s cock inside her.
“Get dressed,” Bob ordered dryly. “Now.” He closed the door again. Peter wordlessly slid away from Elle and started gathering their clothes. Her father’s arrival instantly killed the amorous mood.
It wasn’t like Peter thought he would get away with fucking Bob’s daughter forever. There was a camera in the room that Peter was sure Elle never bothered turning off before she came to visit him. Actually, Peter was surprised it went on as long as it did without Bob intervening.
Peter stood in the man’s office, disheveled and convinced he was about to be killed. He turned to glance at Elle and offered the girl a faint smile. Whatever happened, he wasn’t going to regret what happened between them.
“This behavior is unacceptable, Mr. Petrelli,” Bob said coldly. “We allow you to stay here, we give you treatment for your ability, and this is how you thank me?” Peter didn’t know what to say. “You’ll have to be punished,” Bob continued.
“No, wait…” Peter swallowed, turning to Elle again. “I love her, sir. I love your daughter.” That caught both of the Bishops’ attention. Peter turned to Elle, cupping her face in his hands so they were eye-to-eye. “I love you,” he repeated, “and I’ll do what I need to so we can stay together.”
“Is that right…?” Bob was looking between the empath and his daughter with a thoughtful look in his eye. “Then perhaps we can come to an arrangement…”