You Tell Me, Don't Lie
“Ow! Miguel what was that for?” Peter groaned in pain, his back aching after it hit the edge of the desk. “Peter I told you to shut up.. But you didn’t..” Miguel snarled, putting a hand underneath Peter’s collarbone, refraining him from getting up from the desk. “You never listen to me and I’m done with it” Miguel stated, roughly shoving Peter further against the desk, a dangerous expression on his face, Peter looked up at him in fear, he had never seen Miguel this angry before, he could feel his heart start beating faster. “H-Hah.. Miguel.. You could have ah.. Told me that you didn’t like when I didn’t listen to you!” Peter tried to explain to no prevail, Miguel was beyond furious.
Miguel’s claws started ripping through Peter’s bathrobe, “Miguel y-you can let go now!” Peter begged. “No Peter.. I’m gonna make you listen to me..” Miguel growled, his mind set on one thing and one thing only, making Peter listen to him once and for all. “Finally you don’t have Mayday with you.. I wouldn’t want her to see how much of a little slut her father is..” Miguel sneered, grabbing Peter’s hair and shoving him against the desk drawers. Peter was too scared to speak.
Miguel leant his hips forward, forcing the bulge in his suit against Peters cheek, his breath hitching at the contact. “F-Fuck..” Miguel groaned, starting his grind against Peter’s cheek. After a moment of grinding and getting a few tears out of Peter, he decided it was time to deactivate his suit, it glitching off his body making his cock spring out against Peter’s face, Peter immediately inhaling Miguel’s musk despite his protests. “I’m gonna shove this down your throat, and you’re gonna listen to me.” Miguel hissed, slapping Peter’s cheek with his dick, smearing the wetness over his lips. “Miguel Hic! I d-don’t wanna do it!! Dnngh Hic! Don’t make me p-please!” Peter hiccuped, crying so hard he was making himself sick
. “I said you, are, going, to, listen, to, me.” Miguel barked, taking advantage of Peter’s slightly open mouth and slipping his cock inside.
“Oh fuck yes!!” Miguel growled, his hips bucking forward, accidentally shoving every inch of him down Peter’s tight throat, making him gag and almost vomit, choked sobs barely escaped his lips, snot running out his nose and tears dripped down his chin, it was truely a miserable sight, watching a grown man be abused like this. Miguel didn’t care though, he didn’t care about the well-being of his victim, he was too lost in the pleasure, fucking Peter’s mouth like a fleshlight, his balls hitting Peter’s chin with every thrust, he wanted to scream for help but he couldn’t, since Miguel’s large cock was practically choking him