Work Text:
Peter pov:
Back in June 2024, I started working at my local coffee shop. It was an easy job, really. All I have to do is making coffee, clean the counters, and serve customers. That is, until she got hired.
Maxine
My angel.
At first it was nice having someone new. Some fresh blood. Whenever rude regulars came in, Maxine would be pushed to take them. It was fun. Was.
Except she had to fuck it up by being so fucking perfect.
She was so shy. So adorable. So timid. Yet, everytime some jackass threw a fit, she would come to my rescue.
"What the hell is this?! I asked for a hot coffee! This bullshit is room temperature at best!" A random pig yelled at 8 fucking am. I took a deep breath before responding. "Sir, we set out all our drinks as soon as they're finished. It's as hot as it can get". I replied as "customer servicey" as I could. "I don't give a shit what about how hot it can get! If I can get my hot coffee at any other fucking store then I should be able to get it here!" I sighed. I was tired. So fucking tired of the same shit over and over again. Until my baby came over once again.
"I'm sorry sir, but there's nothing we can-" "Oh, don't give me that shit sweetheart! You think I give a damn!? Look, I'm about to go my hellhole of a job just so I don't starve to death. I'm done with this shit!" He yelled before taking off the lid and dumping the coffee on Maxine and storming out.
"...he's right. It is colder than usual". She blankly said. "Oh my God, Maxine are you okay? Look, I'll get you a towel!" I frantically stated before grabbing the paper towel roll.
And that's how it started. My Baby would take the fall for me. She'd swoop in a save me. She would get verbally harassed multiple times a day so these wastes of space don't hurt me. She's perfect. A literal angel. Until she quit.
"You're WHAT?!" I exclaimed. "I'm quiting Peter, I already put in my 2 weeks. I really need more money. I mean, this job only pays $10 per hour". She said. "Come on Max, you can't leave me alone with these shit for brain customers!" "I'm not leaving you alone, Aiden and Michael are still here". She said. "I- fine. I get it. Just... come back to visit some times, please?"
Visit she did. Every morning. She was so sweet like that. I didn't stop visiting her either. It all started after she left. I just wanted to talk to her. It was supposed to be normal. Just a normal interaction between ex coworkers. Just a normal crush. But fuck, I went over to her apartment to talk. Just to talk. And she let me in. She looked so fucking good. With her tight crop top and tiny Jean shorts. Her brown curly hair let down. And she smelt to Godly. She smiled at me, at my jokes. She offered me a beer. We both drank. God, she was such a light weight. And she kissed me. It was the closest to heaven I'll ever be. How the hell was I supposed to go back to having a little school boy crush after seeing her. Really seeing her.
So I started following her. I found her new job. She left the fuck ass coffee shop to work as a waiter. I would be happy for her if it wasn't for the way the old fucks looked at her. The way they flirted with her. She was mine.
I started stalking her social media. I started jacking off to her photos. The just the look of her big brown eyes was enough to make me hard. At first, I felt like a creep. Touching myself to my coworker. Touching my self to the girl I stalk. But it started to feel so freeing. Realizing myself to the urges.
I started to get more adventurous. I started breaking into her apartment. I would watch her sleep. I would touch her. Play with her hair. Rub her cheek. I could always tell she was touch starved. Sure, old men would harass her, but no one would ever go on dates with her. They just wanted a quick fuck. A quick rape if we're being real. I really don't understand why. Her beauty is too unreal.
I got a new phone, new number, just to text her. I would be my real self with her over text. I knew I was being a creep, but I couldn't keep it in. I would complement her. Tell her what she does to me.
September 6th, 2026
Unknown: Good morning baby! Did you sleep well? I didn't! You know why angel? I spent all night thinking about you! About your gorgeous body. About your pretty face. About you seductive voice. About how wet your cunt could get. I need you honey. I know you're scared. Some random freak keeps texting you, telling you how hard you get him. But please love, I need you. You don't have to respond! Just seeing my messages marked as read makes my life worth living!
October 30st 2026:
It's Halloween love! Are you going out with your friends tonight? Ha, just kidding! We both know you're always alone. No one to hold you. No one to say how proud they are of you. No one to laugh at your funny jokes. Don't worry tho! That's why I'm here! I need to make sure my lovely little princess is taken care of. Loved dearly.
I assumed she hated me. At night she would lock her windows, unlike before. She would double check her door. But when she drank, Jesus did she love me.
She opened her curtains. All she was wearing was a pink lacy bra and matching underwear. The way I needed to sink my teeth into her. What happened next surprised me tho. She went into her room and closed her door. Where I was at the time kept me out of view way for her, until I got a text notification. It was a video of Maxine masterbaiting. Masterbaiting to ME. She sent it to me. The very first text she ever sent to me is when she's drunk and finger fucking herself. I got hard. So hard. If I wasn't hide in a tree then I'd start frantically rubbing my erection. I needed her. I replayed the video so many times. I saw her wet pussy begging for me. I then received another text.
November 28th, 2026:
Com insideb. Need yiu. 🙏 🙏 🙏
Wasn't the worst drunk texting I've ever seen. I could clearly tell what she wanted. I got hot. So hot. She needed me. She needed ME. Did she want me to fuck her?! But she's drunk! I can't fuck a drunk girl, that's rape! I thought. Tho, what I'm doing now isn't much better. Stalking her. I decided that now was not the time to have morals. I got out of the tree and walked towards the door. Unlocked. I opened it and went in. I walked towards her room. My breath growing heavier as I heard her. Heard her soft moans. I opened her door.
"P-peter? What are you doing hereee?" She asked, slowly moving her hand from her dripping wet pussy. "Oh baby, it's me! That man on your phone! The one who has been texting you!" I spilled out, praying she won't remember any of this based on how wasted she is.
"...I love you" she said. "Please... Peter..." she whispered. If I wasn't hard before... I felt like I didn't deserve this meal. This reward. She was naked in front of me. She started to rub her clit again, softly moaning my name while looking at my with squinted eyes.
I walked towards her bed and got on top of her. "So needy aren't you~ It's okay tho baby, I'll make it all better" I said before digging into her lips. She whimpered into my mouth as I shoved my tongue into her own. I started moving my hands down and started to play with her breasts. I groped one with rubbing the nipple on the other. She started to arch her back. Moaning, aching for me. It felt like a wet dream.
"Such a good girl... so good for me~" I repeated as I bit her neck. I then started to move down until my head was in-between her soft thighs. "Fuck... I love you baby" I whispered as I sucked hickeys into her inner thigh before pushing my tongue onto her begging clit. She jolted in response. Closing her thighs around my head. I kept going. I attacked her clit before moving to her vagina. I started to tongue fuck her. Licking like it was the best thing I'd ever eat, it probably was. I felt her get close as I kept going. So I pulled away.
"I'm sorry baby, but I need to be inside you before I let you cum" I said as I repositioned myself. Angling my tip to her cunt. I started to slowly push it in before thrusting.
Before long, we both got close. I kept fucking her until I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted her. I wanted to make her mine. I NEEDED to make her mine. After I cummed in her, I pulled out and kissed her. Softly and gently. "You did so good baby!" I praised her. "So did you" she said nuzzling her head into my neck. "Fuck, you are everything"
She soon passed out and I left. She didn't text me. Tho I assumed she found out what happened by the texts she sent me last night.