Disclaimer: Heyoooo! I do not own Teen Wolf - if I did, Peter Hale would be my dominant and he'd be into hardcore BDSM. Enough said.

Warning: BDSM and sex in this chapter - the whole chapter. Ha.

Reunion sex

Their lips crashed against each other as they passed through Peters kitchen, then into and through the living room. Finally, landing on the bed, Peter tore off Kirsty's clothes with his teeth. His hand came up to her throat, squeezing slightly, the pressure causing Kirsty's eyes to widen slightly and her lips to part, her arousal peeking.

Leaning down, Peter places his lips on her ear before running his lower lip up and breathing slowly. "So, I think it's time we teach you a lesson, don't you, pet?" He whispered. "A lesson?" She asked, confused. In reply, Peter applied more pressure to her throat, growled and straddled her before saying "I'm sorry, did I not make myself clear?" "Yes." Kirsty moaned, aroused at his dominance.

"Yes what?" Peter snapped, smirking down at her writhing beneath him. She looked up at him, defiantly and turned her to the side, refusing to look at him.

"Uh, uh, uh. I don't think so." Peter said. "You will look at me for this. You're going to be punished, this lesson is to teach you that you are mine, and you need to remember that, always. It is also to teach you that you are a little slut, for me. Yes, you may be defiant and try to convince yourself you don't want it, but you do." Peter bought his face closer to hers, ghosting his lips against hers. "You want me, and you are mine."

Flipping her over, he spanks her hard, twice before telling her to stay on all fours. As he browsed his many toys of punishment, he tried to control his heart rate, his arousal too evident, his need for her too visceral.

Grabbing a gag, handcuffs and crop, he turns to her to find her watching him. He watched as her eyes widened at the sight of what he had chosen to play with.

Placing them down by the bed, Peter rid himself of his shirt, his muscles rippling as they contracted, the need to be inside of her driving him insane. He sensed it before she moved. She tried to run but he grabbed her by her throat and pressed her against him. Her ass rubbed against his erection and he inhaled, sharply. "Don't ever try to run away from me again, do you understand? You are mine, Kirsty. Accept it. Completely."

Bringing his face down to hers, he kisses her, letting his tongue slip out and tease hers. The heat from her mouth enough to make him moan.

Grabbing her hair, he forces her onto all fours on the bed. "Do not look at me." He said. She didn't resist, excited and frightened all at once. Grabbing the breathable O ring gag, he placed it in her mouth and tightened it around her. Restraint her arms, he cuffed each arm to the rails at the head of the bed. Daring a look towards him, Kirsty moans aloud at the sight of him holding the crop, his eyes flashing red, his teeth elongated and his breathing ragged.

"Mmmm" she moaned.

"See something you like, pet?"

Not trusting herself, she nodded, her breathing erratic as he came closer with the crop. A sharp sting on her ass caused her to jolt forward slightly. "Don't move. You are not to move until I tell you so. Do you understand?" She nodded, looking down at the silk covers below her.

Smirking, he replied "Good."

Peter began to trail the crop across her back before bringing it down sharply, each sting causing Kirsty to get wetter, her breathing more harsh and her need to have him inside of her, more conscious.

He bought the crop up to trail across her neck and down to her breasts, giving them each a single, harsh sting, Kirsty's breath hitched as she felt his erection from behind, slipping against the curve of her ass.

Trailing the crop further down he ran it slowly towards her wetness, she shivered as the crop impacted her pussy. Moaning, she started to beg, incoherently due to the o ring gag. "I'm sorry, pet, what was that?" Peter laughed.

Suddenly serious, Peter bought his hand to her ass, dropping the crop to the side of them and filling her in one fluid movement. "Fuck!" Peter moaned as he filled her tightness. Her walls contracting around him as he moved in and out of her. Her moans grew in volume as he relentlessly fucked her. "Remember you belong to me, Kirsty. You are not to cum until I give you permission." Removing the gag from her, he chucked it over his shoulder and asked her "is that understood, pet?" "Mm please, please, let me cum." She begged him.

Pretending to think about it, he smirked "Nope." Grabbing her hips he pulled her back onto his cock, hard before continuing his relentless rhythm, her harsh breaths and moans driving him. She grabbed the chains that bound her and moaned loud. "Peter, fuck, oh fuck yes. Peter, please."

"What was that, pet? Does my little bitch want to cum?" He whispered hotly into her ear.

"Yes, please." She moaned, so close to the edge, his cock hitting the spot inside of her every time.

"You can cum if you answer one simple question, pet." He smirked, loving the power he had over her.

"What's the questions, sir?" She whispered, her equilibrium scattering.

"Who do you belong to?" He asked clearly, each syllable accompanied by a a thrust upward, her legs shaking uncontrollably. His own orgasm ready to take over and explode inside of her

"You." She gasped. "I belong to you, only you, pl-please."

"Cum." He growled. A moaning mess of limbs she came, her body quivering beneath him, her walls caressing him as she rode out her orgasm on his cock. He came simultaneously inside of her, his teeth burying into her shoulder as he grabbed her throat pulling her up and fucked her until she finished.

"Mmm fuck." She moaned as he let her out from her restraints. Pulling her into an embrace, he spooned her before saying. "Sleep now, love. You did good."

Too satisfied and too tired to resist the call of sleep she replied, simply. "Yes, sir."

A/N: well then... phew... from personal experience this is hot stuff. Haha. I hope you enjoyed it. I did warn that it would be full of kink, this will be increasing as his dominance grows and their relationship deepens. Thank you for the reviews and follows. Much love. Have a cookie.