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(Arian Wulf)

When the food arrives, he brings them up to the guest bedroom, following the sweet scent to the closed door. He glares at it for a moment, his hackles rising for having to knock the door and announce himself in his own home.



"Come in," Peter says the same moment he hears a surprised squeak from the young mage.



He opens the door and pauses there, tilting his head slightly at the sight in front of him.



Peter is in the middle of pleasuring his lover. She is pressed up against him, her back flush against his chest, hands grasping at his wrists as he fingers her.



"You want her, don't you?" he hums, unashamed. Then again, he's not the one who's naked.



She makes a frightened noise and tries to wriggle out from his grasp, but he hushes her with a low noise, mouth pressed close to her scalp.



He flinches. "You shouldn't- you shouldn't do that to her," he chides with a voice that doesn't sound like himself, too deep and too close to a growl. He sets the containers of food by the table, expecting them to get to it when they are done, but his gaze never leaves the lovers.



Peter chuckles. "She likes it," he says. "She's all soft and innocent, but she can take more than you know. She likes you too," he says and laughs at the look of disbelief on his face. "Mina doesn't talk to anyone but me," he says.



"Peter," she whimpers, trying to close her legs together, her inner thighs clenching, body tensing with the effort. The chains prevent her from parting her legs too wide apart, but his hands on her inner thighs are enough to keep them from closing together completely.