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It's Our Time - Peter Ballard (One-Shot)

Summary: You and Peter had known each other since you were children; emprisoned in the Hawkins Laboratory for the abilities you were born with. Now, grown-up many years later you realize that perhaps there is more to the pair of you than you first thought.

W.A.C. Winner: @homeinaplaceofmadness

Chapter Warning: Make-Out Session and possessive behavior

Auth. Note: I hope you enjoy this reading! I haven't done a Peter Ballard one-shot before so I'm so sorry if I fumbled it! XD

You had always been an odd little child. You found comfort in the company of animals; much preferring the silence of the critters to human interaction. Because of this, you were considered an outcast not only in your school but even misunderstood within the walls of your home. Your parents pretended to try and understand but even as a young child, you could see the tightness behind their smiles and the emotion of fear in their eyes. People fear what they do not understand, and no one understood you. You had known you were different though. Not just because no one liked you for reasons you could never comprehend; but because you could feel it. A sort of energy within you that kept you apart from the others. You did not understand what it was but it sure did make things difficult for you to make friends. You were in all aspects of things a social pariah. The children in the neighborhood would be told to not speak to you if they saw you come outside to play and if they saw you approach they were to leave or go inside. It sucked and you were lonely. But you found the comfort of animals better company anyway. They did not judge you or fear you; if anything they were drawn to you like a moth to a flame. It became apparent that your love of animals was beyond just a child in need of some form of love and comfort you were otherwise lacking in other places.

It started normal at first, birds would come regularly one by one to the house despite there not being a bird feeder. This your parents chalked up to you secretly feeding them bread or rackers from your bedroom window since they always sat outside on the branches of the tree outside your window or even some brave ones sitting on the window sill. Then, came the cats. Problem was, you did not have a pet cat. No, they were all strays; drawn in by you. The amount of cats that would gather on your front porch would make a lonely cat lady jealous. This was a problem for your parents because not only was your father allergic to cats but they would cause many problems. Knocking over potted plants that your mother loved dearly or trying to eat the fish in the pond out in your garden that your grandfather had painstakingly built by hand when he was still alive. It all came to a head when the other critters began making an appearance. Raccoons, squirrels, and even rats came to the house. Deer too, but they became too much of a problem when people would constantly hit them crossing the road. Your parents were fed up as the bills piled high from the neighborhood community charging them for car repairs, property damage, and overall chaos that surrounded their homes.

So they had done the only thing they could think of and that was to send you to a doctor to see what was wrong with you. Yes, they believed you had something mentally wrong with you. But they were wrong; what you had was not something wrong. It was a gift. Only they did not see it as such. A friend of theirs in another state had been contacted with whatever details your parents had of your condition; you had heard them on the phone talking to the man on the other end of the line acting like you were some kind of freak. Again, people feared what they could not comprehend with their minds even after seeing it with their own eyes. You had no choice in the matter; two days later a dark-tinted van pulled up in your driveway and a woman stood dressed sharply in a suit waiting to take you away.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how you found yourself in the state of Hawkins, Indiana in the Hawkins laboratory. They called it a hospital for face sake but really, it was run by a man named Dr. Brenner; someone who found unusual abilities in the form of people. He had a vision of finding those who possessed such incredible abilities and running not only tests on the subjects but as a way of protecting them from others who did not understand the supernatural and strange. That is where you had landed. In his care, you are his very first encounter with something strange. Thus earning you a tattoo on your forearm with the number 000 in black ink forever engraved into your flesh. From there, he used you as a brick to build the facility. From you, came Henry. A boy around your age who possessed incredible abilities and saw the world in a whole different way. You were much like him, a solitary creature who found the comfort of animals over the presence of humanity, and perhaps that was the reason the pair of you clung to each other. You had been here longer than he when he first came in so naturally, you took him under your wing; protecting him the best you could. You confined in him about your abilities even when he saw it for himself during lessons. He was your rock in a sense.

You grew up and a decade later the facility was filled with young children with all sorts of abilities that revolved around telekinesis just like Henry and yourself; a power you had found you had during your stay in the labs. You never did hear from your parents again though. When you became too old to be patient Dr. Brenner offered you a chance to be an orderly; a staff member that helped watch over the children. You could not bear the thought of these kids enduring all of this alone as you had for the longest time, so you stayed. Partly for that thought but mostly due to the fact you had nothing else to live for. Dr. Brenner or Papa as he liked being called was all you had in the world apart from Henry that is. Henry, or Peter as Papa renamed him, soon joined you as an orderly and he watched the children in the rainbow room with you.

You did not know when your dynamic had changed. Perhaps, it was when you outgrew your little girl phase and began to fill out your form. Or perhaps it was just recently. But you had been noticing a sort of change of energy between you and Peter. You didn't know what it truly was between you but you liked that electricity that sparked your skin anytime you two happened to touch and whatever energy boiled between you did not last long until it was boiling over the metaphorical pot.

"Henry, it's alright it's just a small cut! Let's go back to the room and finish our shift okay? It's not that bit of a deal really!" you felt the pool of something low in your belly at the look in his blue eyes as he closed the staff room behind him.

That metaphorical pot of water had finally boiled over today; you didn't even realize it was happening. One minute the pair of you were in the rainbow room with the children and you were crouching down with number 002 speaking to him when the boy who was known for having a big ego and a terrible temper hit you in the face with one of the blocks that he had been trying to stack. the wood on any other given day would have been smooth and polished down so it would be safer for the children but today even with its physical safeties the toy object had not only knocked a bruise onto your forehead but because 002 used his telekinetic abilities while doing it; had made a shallow cut above your eyebrow. You didn't know what happened as you were grabbed away from the child and ushered from the room by strong hands on your arms until you were shoved into a room and turned to find Henry locking the door of the staff room behind the two of you.

The darkness in his usually kind blue eyes was startling and it made you jittery but it also made the pool in your lower belly churn with what you could only assume was excitement. You liked the dangerous glint in his eye as he stalked forward and one pale hand raised to grip your chin; twisting your head into the light so that he could see the cut better. His usually soft features were sharp now; the light above you two casting razer sharp shadows along his face.

"He should not have done that." his voice was low as slender fingers probed around the cut making you wince. "He will be punished for hurting you Y/n."

You sigh knowing it was true, the cameras could not lie and you knew Peter would back you up even when you did not wish harm to come to the boy. You knew he struggles just like all the others in different ways; his bouts of anger were not always meant for you so you did not feel hurt by his actions. Simply understanding. But Peter did not see it as such. He had always been very protective of you; often taking the punishments made for you any chance he could just so you wouldn't have to suffer. But this time was different. There was a different feeling conforming his face that went beyond the need to protect you; you realized as you studied his features what it was and it made your heart stutter a bit. Possession. He was possessive of you. That much was evident by the way his free hand gripped your shoulder tightly while the other checked your minimal injury. Swallowing, you raised a hand to grab his wrist and pulled it away from your wound to regain his attention. Your eyes peering up at him imploringly.

"It's alright, Peter. I promise! Papa will sort everything out himself. There is no need for you to interfere." you tried to convince but the way the blonde man's nostrils flared you were not having the best of luck in convincing him.

"He hurt what's mine." the words came out with dark intent before he could check himself as his hand cups your cheek; thumb brushing along the apple of your cheek

You let that little comment slide even when it shot a feeling of electricity through your body. "Henry…" his true name slipped free out of habit and something inside of him coiled up.

The hand that was caressing your cheek a moment ago stilled before it slowly slid down to the column of your throat where those long fingers curled; not enough to choke the breath but enough to gain your attention. A slight flash of fear reflected in your eyes as you met his gaze to see the blue color you loved so much nearly overcome by the blackness of his pupils.

"What did you just call me?" his voice was soft but commanding something inside of you.

shuddering a bit you lick your lips; an action those blown eyes followed intently. "P-Peter." you squeaked out but the grip on your neck tightened.

"Say it again."

There was a beat of silence before your lips parted and one word, one name, slipped from your lips that caught the pot of boiling water on fire. "Henry."

The grip on your throat pulled you forwards into his chest and his mouth that damned mouth you had recently found yourself staring at, pressed against yours in a hungry all-consuming kiss. He acted as if you were his last meal. As if you were the only source of water as if a man was stuck in a desert. His free hand grabbed your hip to press you closer to his frame; your body going limp and compliant against his as it bowed and arched up into him. He backed you up against the table, a grunt leaving you when the edge dug uncomfortably into your thighs. But he did not allow you to dwell on the feeling as he yanked your thigh up making you plop your ass onto the glossy white surface of the table and slot himself between your thighs. Never once allowing you away from his mouth and tongue that began to sweep inside to tangle with yours and to lick at your teeth. You were desperately holding onto him, not experienced in this sort of thing but damn did it feel good. He consumed you until there was nothing left. When the lack of breath burned your lungs you pulled away with harsh gasps. Clutching onto him as his head ducked low to kiss along your jaw and down the column of your throat eliciting a whimper of pleasure from you.

"W-what got you so excited?" you tried to quip as your eyes closed on their own accord and your head tipped back to allow him more room.

"Do you know how long it's been since you called me by my true name?" his head pulled away as he stared down at you with bright eyes alight with a sense of frenzy. "Do you know how long I've craved to have you against me like this?"

You blink your eyes up at him in a daze; fingers clutching at his white uniform shirt. "I didn't…didn't think you liked me like that," you admit a bit shy now.

You thought your attraction was only one-sided and only because you two were the closest pairs who grew up together. You were all each other had in this awful place. But hearing the fact that he did in fact crave you as much as you did him sent a fire through you.

"Oh my sweet little Y/n, you should know me better than that." a grin slowly played at his lips as he leaned closer to you until his eyes were all you could focus on. "You're everything to me."

"But.." you swallow and pull away a bit as rationality comes back. "we can't do this…we'll get caught. You know how angry Papa can get sometimes…do you really want to risk it?"

"For you, anything. See. I have a plan to get us out of here and take Papa down with us." the dark haunting look was back in those pretty eyes even when his features went soft again. "I have a plan…will you go with me?'

You stare up at him for a long moment thinking back to all those memories you had shared together and created together and you realized you wouldn't risk letting him go alone. If he was going to go down then you were going with him. Nodding slowly you wrap your arms around his neck; allowing him to duck into your, his taller frame bending to mold into your smaller one and bury his face into your shoulder. Your fingers carted through the silken strands of blonde locks as you let out a small breath.

"It's about time we fight for our own lives."

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rafesmuse · 2 years

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STRANGER THINGS PORN LINKS

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 2.1k celebration edition !! ࿐ྂ

VOL. 2 — MEN + WOMEN

includes: steve, eddie, jonathan, billy, 001/peter, jim, enzo/dmitri, robin, nancy, joyce, karen

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vol. 1 // navigation // masterlist

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ nancy wheeler

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