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Thnks Fr Th Mmrs	By : JaseraieCarter Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Fall Out Boy Views: 1295 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Fall Out Boy or any of the members. I don't own Fall Out Boy either. I didn't make any money off of writing this story.

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Pete’s P.O.V.
I sat on the kitchen counter watching the clock. Patrick had been in there for 15 fucking minutes! “What the fuck is taking so long,” I wondered out loud. 15 fucking minutes, but the water had shut of 10 minutes ago. He knows I don’t have a lot of patience, especially when it comes to this. “That water better not be cold Lunchbox, or I’m not cleaning SHIT,” I yelled at him. Hopefully that’ll get him to hurry the fuck up! I wanna… “Well Panda, why don’t you come in here and test it yourself. I’m ready for you now. ” YAY! I hopped off the counter and went running towards the bathroom as fast as a roadrunner. I even had dust trails behind me (Well, at least in my mind I did). I grabbed the doorknob and stopped outside the door to take a deep breath. Patrick didn’t know it, but it made me a little nervous when we were together. I always need a moment to calm down.
After a few more deep breaths, I turned the handle and opened the door. As soon as I set foot in the bathroom I saw why he’d taken so long. My jaw dropped as I looked around the room. There were about 20 candles lit and placed all around the room. He’d put rose petals all over the floor. He had soft, seductive music playing in the background. And if my nose was right, he’d put some lavender in the water along with a LOT of bubbles. That’s where I spotted Patrick. He was reclining at the far end of the Jacuzzi tub, neck deep in bubbles. I’d never seen anything so beautiful. “I wanted to make it up to you right. I’d been saving most of this for our last night alone together before we went back on tour. But I thought ‘What the hell? Why not do it tonight instead of a hotel room and really surprise your Panda?’ So that’s what I did. So now the only thing missing is my Panda sitting in the tub with me.” I watched as a seductive grin spread across those talented lips. I felt myself harden from just that smile. “You don’t have to tell me twice!” I threw off all my clothes as quickly as possible and ran towards the tub. I had to stop myself from bouncing in like a tigger. Once in the tub, I waded over to Patrick. “I love it when you get all romantic, Lunchbox.” He nodded. “I know you do Panda. It’s just hard to be romantic when you live in a bus that’s traveling all over the country. It’s that much harder when your friends that live in that same bus have no idea what’s going on.” “Yet another reason to just tell them.” Patrick shook his head at me. “We will Panda, just not until we have a nice way to tell them. Now enough about all that for now, right now it’s just you and me. That’s all that matters.”
Patrick pulled me close to him and kissed me sweetly at first. But his kisses started getting deeper and hungrier. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in as close to him as he could. I could feel that luscious cock pushing into my leg. I couldn’t help but grin. “You’ve really been planning all this just for me Lunchbox?” He beamed at me and nodded. “Not necessarily in the tub but the other elements are all the same.” He pulled me into another kiss. God, how I cherished the moments we had like these. They were few and far between, which is why I made sure to stay focused on him (as much as it’s possible for me) whenever they happened. He started in with his I-want-to-fuck-you-now kisses. A small moan reverberated in my throat. Patrick pulled back and grinned from ear-to-ear. “That’s what I’ve been waiting for.”
Patrick moved around behind me and wrapped his arms around my chest. God, he felt good back there. I started grinding my ass into him. I wanted him in the worst way, and I wanted him NOW! “I wouldn’t do that if I were you Panda.” I giggled. “Oh yea? And what are you going to do about it if I don’t, hmm?” I turned my head to look at my sweet, sweet Patrick. He grinned at me while slowly moving one of his hands, lightly scratching down my chest until he reached my… “Oh fuck Lunchbox!” He traced a finger down the length of my shaft… God this man has magic fingers. I hissed is pleasure at his touch. “I will torture you… slowly. Not tonight, but soon, AND when you least expect it.” I started grinding into him again. “I’ll take my chances.” To be completely honest, the idea of it excited me beyond what words could describe! My sweet, cherubic Patrick… sexually torturing me mercilessly… That thought alone was enough to almost finish what Patrick had just started. “Just remember, I warned you Panda.” I turned to face my angel. “I consider myself warned. Now Lunchbox, don’t be a tease. I’ve been thinking about this, almost nonstop, for a week. I want you so bad right now I’m about to pop!”
Patrick moved through the bubbles so that he was behind me once again. “All in good time my sweet.” He wrapped me his arms again and kissed my neck. “All in good time. Just be patient a little longer, he whispered. I tried to take my mind off the pain in my groin, screaming that I needed to release soon. “But look Tricky, our bubbles are almost gone! How do you take a bubble bath without bubbles?” Patrick smiled into my neck. “They’re still here, just not in bubble form. Besides I still have ONE way to de-stress in this bathtub that doesn’t involve bubbles.” I love it when he gets suggestive. “BUT I WANT BUBBLES!” He grabbed a handful of bubbles and slathered them all over my chest. “There! You’ve just been bubbled.” A smile started forming at the corners of my mouth. Well if he’s taking orders… “Now I want fucked!” Patrick kissed up my neck until he reached my ear, and then nipped at my ear lobe. “Then bend.” Before I even had a chance to process what he’d just said, my body acted on its own. I was bent over, gripping the side of the tub, wiggling my ass at Patrick yet again.
Patrick traced one of his fingers in ’S’ shapes along the length of my spine. He moved his hands down, placing one of them on either side of my hips, slightly digging his fingers into them… just how I like it. Patrick and his magic fingers again. I let out a moan from his touch. It set me on fire in a way that I couldn’t have ever imagined before Patrick. That’s why it made me nervous to be with him. Patrick had this power over me that I couldn’t explain. He was so perfect in every way, and I’m not even close. And if Patrick ever realized that he might leave me and this fire in my soul with him. He was unlike anyone I’d ever been with, and the thought of losing him shook me to my very core. No one else could ever compare to what he gives to me. So I cherished every minute we spent together, praying that Patrick NEVER figures out how perfect he really is.
“Ready Panda?” “Lunchbox, I’m so ready I’m almost done!” When Patrick started pushing in I cried out. “You alright Panda?” I turned and nodded at him. “Oh yes Lunchbox. It just hurts so good!” He pulled out. “No, Lunchbox. I was kidding! Please don’t stop,” I pleaded. Patrick chuckled. “Who said I was stopping? Silly Panda. I’m just going to make this a lot easier… for BOTH of us.” I watched him wade to the other end tub and go digging through a drawer until he finally found what he was looking for. “I thought the bubbles would be enough,” he started back towards me. “But I kept this in the room just in case.” He handed me a bottle of flavored lube. “Actually, I now have a bottle hidden in every room of the house after what happened a few weeks ago.” “Ah yes, our 24-hour sexcapade in every room of the house. Good times!” He nodded in agreement.
“So Panda,” Patrick looked down at the bottle in my hand, “would you do the honors?” My face was hurting from grinning so big. I must’ve looked like a Cheshire cat. He’d never asked me to do this before. I opened the bottle and poured a quarter-sized amount in my hand, then put the bottle on the side of the tub. “Up Tricky!” He grinned at me. “I already am silly. That’s why you only need the lube.” I laughed. He was in a rare mood. This was going to be an interesting evening. “No smart ass, up onto the side of the tub. I need full access.” “OH! Ok then.” He gave me such a sweet and innocent look; I could’ve almost believed he hadn’t known what I meant… ALMOST! He backed up to the edge of the tub and hopped up, legs spread and pelvis raised. He was completely exposing himself to me. He’d never done that either! I looked down and couldn’t help but smile. “Well hello again! I’ve missed you.” I leaned down and was able to lick the head of Patrick’s cock, just before he grabbed a fistful of my hair to pull me away from it and making me look at him. “NO PETE! I’ve told you before, not unless I give you permission first!” I gave him the sweetest smile I could muster. “I know that Lunchbox. I just wanted you to pull my hair!” Patrick rolled his eyes, but I didn’t care. I love it when he gets rough.
“Now hold still Lunchbox.” I poured a little more lube on my hand, to compensate for the amount I’d lost while bending over. I rubbed my hands together to spread the slippery substance all over them. I looked up at Patrick once more for a go ahead, and he smiled at me. That was good enough for me. I wrapped one of my hands around Patrick’s cock and stroked it to spread the lube all over it, then I used the other hand. I did it slow and steady for close to a minute, until Patrick threw his head back, letting out soft, melodic moans. Then I quickened my hands, stroking the entirety of Patrick’s cock one hand at a time, quicker and quicker until Patrick started thrusting into the air. “Oh God! Stop now Panda.” I kept going, increasing my speed again. “Stop. Panda, stop.” I shook my head at him. This was too much fun to stop now. “STOP PANDA!!!” He looked down at me with a hunger in his eyes like I’d never seen before. A few more just because, I thought. So I stroked him a few more times, until he grunted and hopped down off the tub and backed me into the other side. He leaned in and kissed me with a ferocity and hunger that I’d never felt from anyone, something almost animalistic. Then he grabbed my arm and forced me around, kissing up my spine and neck, and nipping my ear lobe again. “BEND,” he growled, gripping my left hip and pushing me down with his right. Then he slid that hand down my side until it was gripping my right hip. In almost one fluid motion, he dug his fingers into my hips and pushed himself in. “OH FUCK, Lunchbox!”
I’d never seen this side of Patrick before. His thrusts were erratic and forceful. I can’t even describe how good it felt. (I told you I like when Patrick gets rough!) I let out whimpers and moans every time he plunged into me, hitting that one spot. It felt so damn good; I had to do something about it. I grabbed myself and started keeping time with Patrick, until I felt his hand on mine. I stopped and turned my head to him. “Don’t stop Panda. I just want to help.” He kissed my back, moved his hand down until it was over mine, laced our fingers and started moving my hand with his. It didn’t take much after that for me to reach my breaking point. With one more powerful thrust from Patrick I exploded, screaming out his name. I could feel him smiling as he kissed my back. “Good Panda,” he purred from behind me. He sat up and pulled away.
“What are you doing Lunchbox?” I stood up and turned towards him. He just smiled at me. “Oh no you don’t. You’re not going to do that again! YOU are the one who needs to release, NOT me!” “But Panda I…” I lunged in and kissed those angel lips. “I’m not taking ‘no’ for an answer Tricky. You are going to de-stress if it takes all night to do it!” He kissed my forehead. “I’m de-stressed enough.” I shook my head. I don’t think you are, not after what I saw just a little bit ago. Forceful Patrick needs more; he has more stress that NEEDS to be released.”
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