The next day I slept in late, we had a day off as a big event for initiation was being prepared. My body was still sore when I rolled out of bed. I limped to get my breakfast, seeing that the cafeteria was mostly empty. I sat down carefully. I ate for a while when Peter sat down across from me. "Well, hello there, Stiff. Wild night? You look rough."
"Shut up, Peter." I mumbled. I was in no mood to deal with him.
"Well, I wouldn't stop you if you tried to make me." He said smoothly. I looked up at him and narrowed my eyes. I couldn't take this teasing anymore. I felt like I was about to snap.
"Look, I don't know why I did what I did that night in the bathroom but trust me it will never happen again. Just stay away from me." I hissed.
We stared each other down, he narrowed his eyes back at me. He leaned over the table, closer to my face. His closeness made goosebumps rise all over me. His smell of soap made my head swim. He looked back and forth between my eyes.
"No." He stated plainly.
"No? W-What do you mean no?" I stammered.
"I'm not done playing with you yet." He leaned back and crossed his arms. I looked down, searching my head for a response. "I-I-" I gulped and looked up at him. He raised an eyebrow. I felt my cheeks get hot. I stood up, slamming my hands on the table.
"I am not a toy, you sick demented freak. I swear if you ever come near me again I will end you. I'm not playing your game." I did my best to sound confident with my words, but my voice still shook. A smirk spread across his face. I felt anger bubbling up inside of me.
Before I could really even think about what I was doing I felt my hand grab the fork next to me. I sprang over the table, tackling him to the rolled over on top of me, I tucked my legs under him and pushed him off with all of my strength. He crashed backwards into the table and struggled to his feet. I rushed at him, thrusting the fork at his throat. He caught my hand and bent my wrist backwards, I cried out in pain and dropped the fork. I jabbed my other fist at him, hitting him in the mouth. I brought my knee up, digging it into his side. He doubled over in pain, dropping my wrist. As I was about to bring my knee to his face I felt strong arms yank me backwards.
"That's enough, initiates." Eric said sternly, releasing me from his grip. Peter looked up, blood dripping down his jaw. He laughed, out of breath. "We were just having some fun!" He mused.
"Sure looked like it." Eric remarked. Eric turned and walked away. I stormed out of the cafeteria and started running. I ran across the bridge above the chasm. I heard footsteps behind me. "How about you finish what you started?" Peter bellowed. I ran faster, I heard him gaining on me. I ran down a tunnel, our footsteps echoing loudly. My heart pounded in my chest. He gripped my shoulders roughly, stopping me in my tracks. He threw me against the wall, my back slamming against the stone. I opened my mouth to cry out in pain, but suddenly Peters mouth was on me. His hot breath against my lips, his tongue roughly slipped into my mouth. I brought my hands up and grabbed his shoulders. My knees felt weak. I groaned angrily and started to push him. He pressed his large body on to me and I felt a low growl come from his throat. My stomach fluttered and I felt a hot pulse between my legs. I hungrily kissed him back, wildly clawing at his shoulders. His hands violently grabbed my hips, moved to my butt and gripped me tightly. I moaned into his mouth. Why was I so turned on?! I just tried to kill him! I roughly grabbed the bottom of his shirt, he lifted his arms and I slid it off. He looked at me for a second and grabbed the collar of my t-shirt with both hands, violently tearing it down to the bottom and sliding it off of me. I hastily fumbled with his belt, yanking it out of the loops. He undid the button and zipper to me jeans, I stepped out of them. I pulled his jeans down with his briefs and my eyes got wide when I saw his thick and long member. I looked up and we locked eyes, an animalistic urge in the pit of my stomach. I jumped onto him, wrapping my legs around his torso, he held me up effortlessly. We kissed, bruising our lips together, tongues thrashing. I felt the cold stone of the wall press into my back. I reached down and grabbed him, hearing a low moan escape his mouth. I moved myself down on to him, pushing my panties aside. The tip pressed at my entrance. My body ached for him to be inside of me. All at once he thrusted up hard, his entire length ripping into me. I moved away from his kiss and cried out, half pain, half pleasure. "Oh my god, Peter!" I growled, my fingertips digging into the flesh of his shoulders. He slammed into me again and again, the sound of our flesh crashing together filled the tunnel. He groaned loudly, ducking his head down to my neck. He sucked on the sensitive skin. I ground my hips against his length and his teeth clenched on my shoulder as a loud moan shook his body. I felt pleasure building up in my stomach. I clenched my legs around him like a vice. "I'm gonna-come-" I whimpered. This made him slam into me even harder, one time, two times, my vision got hazy. He moaned louder. Three times, I felt an orgasm tear through me, my entire body trembled. I screamed, I felt his member throb inside of me, feeling hot liquid dripping out. His moan was animalistic and violent. I couldn't breath, I couldnt think. I moaned again and again, completely out of breath. I couldn't hold myself up, All of my muscles dropped. He slipped out of me and we both sunk to the cold floor, me on his lap, breathing hard. We sat like that for about a minute, neither of us able to speak. I reached down and touched myself, feeling the hot wetness he left. I groaned. I wrapped my arms around his neck. I kissed his collar bone, up his neck, to his lips. We kissed gentely, neither of us having much energy left. He pulls away. "Jesus, that was so good." He whispered. I slid off of his lap as he slid his pants back on. I put my own shorts and torn shirt back on. We stood. "What just happened?" I grabbed my head.
"The best time of your life, Stiff!" He spanked me hard, I yelped. I narrowed me eyes at him. He licked his lips while he looked down at me. "Maybe I can't call you that anymore though." He smirked. I scoffed at him as he walked away.