Evan Peters Imagines, Smut & Preferences - DISCONTINUED

Evan Peters; Nice to meet you

Requested by NiaBuchan1

You still couldn't believe you were here, here in Los Angeles where your meet and great with the entire American Horror Story cast would take place.

It all looked so unreal! 

You got a tour around the Murderhouse where season 1 had been filmed, the producers and of course, Ryan Murphy led you around.

Then, you had the chance to meet the entire cast, they all wore the prettiest clothes.

First, you met Taissa Farmiga, she was the sweetest person you'd ever met in your entire life.

She introduced herself, then made a small talk about how you were, where you lived and where you went to college, and then she gave you a compliment about how beautiful you were.

As for Sarah, she was a total sweetheart.

Of course you were nervous for meeting the entire cast, but you were most nervous about the only one to come; Evan Peters.

At this moment, you were seated on this wooden picknicktable outside the place where you met the cast, Taissa was seated next to you, Sarah across from you.

You tried to focus on the conversation they tried to pull you in, but all you could do is look around for Evan Peters.

'He's always late.' Sarah explained which made you giggle.

As you took another swallow of your bottle of water, he finally showed up. 

You swallowed with a nervous gulp and your breathing exhilerated. 

He said his hello's to his co-workers first, then came towards you, he was wearing a nice suit.

'You must be Nia.' He spoke, his voice sounded like music, soft as honey.

'Uhm... Yeah.' You stuttered as you stood up, extending your hand to shake his.

Evan let out a delicious laugh and then wrapped you in a hug, taking you by suprise. 

'We don't shake hands in the cast.' He smiled as he broke apart.

The day went by way too fast for yuor liking, and when you were about to get into your car, Evan ran up to you. 'Nia, wait!'

You spun around on your heels. 'Hey, what's up?' You said, trying to be cool.

'I was wondering if you have something to do tomorrow?' He asked carefully.

You almost choked in your own saliva, but shook it off without losing your cool. 'Not really, why do you ask?'

'I was planning on going to an amusement park tomorrow, but alone is no fun, is it?' 

Evan smiled as you looked up at him through your eyelashes. 'Are you asking me to come with you?' 

Evan's cheeks flushed crimson as he hid his hands in his pockets and looked down at his shoes. 'Uhm,... Only if you want to.'

'Why not?' You smiled.

'I'll pick you up tomorrow morning at 8.' He said and flashed you one last smile before heading to his own car and driving off.

He kept his promise though, Evan stood by your door at 8 AM exactly.

You decided to just go for skinny jeans and a green- black striped crop top.

You opened the door with a swing and smiled widely. 'Goodmorning.'

'Morning, you look gorgeous.' He smiled at you as he led you to his darkblue Range Rover.

You blushed at the compliment while following him.

You'd expected the carride that took an hour to get there would be awkwardly silent, but it really wasn't.

Evan asked you about your life, your studies and your future carreer, how your family was, etc...

You'd ask him, at your turn, about how it was to be an actor and how busy it was, how annoying it was when the press wanted to see every single thing he did, etc...

When you arrived Evan opened the doors for you and paid for your entrance ticket, like a real gentleman.

You had no idea what it was with you today, but you couldn't help but stare at every move he made. 

Everytime he smiled something welled up inside of you.

The day was so amazing, it all went by way too fast.

It was almost 5 PM when Evan just bought you the most delicious gigantic ice cream you've ever eaten.

Evan had a different flavor. 'Let me taste you.' 

Your brows knitted together in confusion of what he just said, maybe you had misheard him. 'What?'

'Let me taste yours.' He said, reaching for your ice cream.

You pushed it up his nose jokingly. 

'Oh, you are so getting this back!' He yelled playfully as you squeaaled and ran, Evan following you. 

After you got your payback, you wiped your nose and looked back up, immediatly meeting chocolate brown eyes, if it wasn't Evan Peters standing there, you'd totally freaking out because your personal space was invaded.

But now you weren't complaining.

'I like you, Nia. You're awesome.'

'Thanks.' You smiled, staring down at the ground and then back up again.

And just like that, Evan brought his face closer to you and you were kissing.

It probably lasted only a few seconds, but in that time it felt like you were floating into space.

Then he broke apart, grabbed your hand and walked around with you.

The two of you went into this walking through haunted house, but for some reason Evan pushed against something and a door opened.

You squealed as he fell backwards, grabbing you with him.

You stood up and looked around, it was a small room where they kept some reserves.

Before you knew it Evan turned you around and his lips met yours in a heated kiss.

You knew, somewhere in your conscious mind, that this was highly inapropriate, but you went with it anyway.

Evan pushed you up against the wall, still kissing you deeply and since you only have been intimate this way with your previous boyfriend a couple of times, you got aroused very easily.

'Remember when I told you I'd wanted to taste you?' Evan breathed as he broke apart.

'You actually did said that?' You giggled confused.

Evan smirked. 'Too bad there's no time for that, but I promise you I'll do that another time.'

He pulled off your skinny jeans and panties adn felt your heat before sliding into you.

He immediatly started pumping into you.

His pace quickening with every thrust, and every time you moaned louder and louder.

You felt Evan twitch inside you and you came at the same moment he did.

He put you back down and you got dressed again. 

Fianlly you made it to the exit of the haunted house.

You fell asleep on the ride home, but Evan let you, and when he dropped you at your doorstep, he smiled at you and said. 'I'd like to see you again. This weekend? I'll keep my promise.' He winked and got back in his car, driving off.