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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Peter_Hale/Lydia_Martin
  Character:
      Peter_Hale, Lydia_Martin
  Additional Tags:
      Bondage, Knifeplay, Bloodplay, Sexual_Violence, Risk_Aware_Consensual
      Kink, Cock_&_Ball_Torture, Blood_Drinking
  Series:
      Part 8 of Lady_O'Neill's_Fandom_Stocking_Fills
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-01-19 Words: 403
****** Violent Pleasure ******
by ladyoneill
Summary
     Deep inside his sociopathic soul Peter knows he deserves all the pain
     and pleasure Lydia needs to mete out to him.
Notes
     Written for boywonder for Fandom Stocking 2013. Be warned, this is
     quite violent. Not just pinpricks with a knife, but outright
     stabbing, and sex while Peter's on the blade and bleeding. He's
     agreed to all of it, though.
The wolfsbane on the ropes around his wrists is a small price to pay for the
pleasure to come. This is the tenth time she's come to him, determination on
her face, hatred and lust warring in her eyes, ropes and knives ready for him.
Because she is his by blood and bite, because he can hear the truth and lies in
her voice, he lets her strip him, tie him down, cut him and fuck him.
Maybe it's a form of penance.
Maybe it's just because at heart he's a masochist.
Whatever gets him off.
Peter fully admits he's a sociopath. The girl straddling his thighs, rocking
naked, wet warmth against his erect cock, isn't far from one herself.
Like calls to like.
Lydia's knife slices a heart around one of his nipples, and he hisses at the
pain, but it's fleeting. Sometimes she uses wolfsbane on the blades as well and
the wounds don't heal and he bleeds and bleeds. The pain is exquisite. One time
he came without her even touching his cock, just from the scent of blood and
bane and her musk.
Tonight his release will be inside her, he can tell from her squirming. She's
hot and panting for him, but she continues to deny them both as her knife cuts
again and again. When she lowers her head and laps at the blood dripping from
his clavicle, Peter can't hold in the groan that breaks from his lips and he
pulls on the ropes, hissing at the burn.
He remembers the taste of her blood, so sweet, so rare. Despite his words to
Stiles, he knew she wouldn't turn. He didn't know what she was, still doesn't,
but she is more than human.
Drawing the tip of the knife along his skin, Lydia glides down his legs. It
pricks his belly button, making him hiss again, then the flat of the blade
circles the tip of his cock.
Oh, this will hurt...
Peter screams. Lydia smiles and dips her head to drink in pre-cum and blood.
When she rises again, she smears pink saliva over his hip, then thrusts the
knife into his other hip before climbing onto his still hard cock.
Perfect. She's fucking perfect.
The pain in his hip blinds him, but his desire never diminishes. Pain and
pleasure are one for him.
Twisting the knife, she rides them both to screaming oblivion.
End
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