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. |
Patrick P.O.V.
I stood there watching Pete with a strange fascination. I didn’t understand why he couldn’t just let things be. He moved towards me with a slow, sexy strut. Once he was close enough, he put his hands on either side of my face, pulled me in and gave me the most passionate, delicious kiss of my life. My knees went weak, I turned to jello, and my brain shut down. He pulled away from my face, staring straight into my eyes, maybe even my soul. “Give me permission Patrick. That ISN’T a request.” I could only nod. “Good boy, Lunchbox.” He crawled out of the tub and wrapped a towel around his waist. “Come on Tricky. We’re moving this to the bedroom.” He held a towel out to me. “Let’s go Angel. I’m going to take care of you.” I collected all my energy so I could stand up and get out of the tub. I wrapped the towel around my waist as Pete took my hand, leading me a little further down the hallway to my bedroom. Once I was inside and sitting on the bed, Pete closed the door behind him. He turned around and stared at me, seduction in his eyes and his tongue lightly grazing those perfect lips. He moved towards me with a self-assured swagger, dropping his towel to the ground halfway to the bed. Pete dropped his towel, I dropped my gaze. How could I not when that luscious cock was right there, pointing at me again?! (This man has a libido like you wouldn’t even believe!) I glanced over his body from head-to-toe. He was so beautiful and so perfect, a glowing, mocha-colored Adonis. He stood in front of me, in all his perfection, staring down at me like I was his dessert. He sent shivers all over my body each and every time he looked at me like that. What he ever saw in me, I’ll never know. He’s so perfect; outgoing, confident, not to mention so fucking sexy. And me? I’m… well I’m none of those. So I was thankful for every single moment I spent with Pete, fully aware it could end at anytime. “Get comfortable Angel, and just let me do this for you.” Pete leaned down and kissed my lips, pushing me down onto my back. “Scoot back Tricky,” he muttered into my mouth. I was powerless against him when he got into this mindset. But right now, I couldn’t care less. Sometimes it was nice to relinquish control. “I said scoot back Angel. Please, just let me take care of you.” I did what he said. I slid back until I was propped up against a few pillows. Pete crawled up the bed like a panther on the prowl; slow, methodical, enchanting. “Now just relax. You’ll be stress free in no time.” He flashed me that Wentz smile, leaned up to me, kissing my lips so soft and sweet, yet needy and hungry. He moved down my body, kissing every inch of flesh in his path until he reached the towel. “Oh goodie, I love unwrapping presents!” He grinned up at me, subsequently followed by taking one side of the towel in his teeth, pulling it to the side. Then doing the same to the other side. “Well hello again. It’s so good to see you so again so soon.” He leaned down and took me in his mouth, flicking his tongue over the tip. He started sucking gently, sending waves of ecstasy through my entire body! If he kept this up, it wouldn’t take him long to accomplish what he’d set out to do. He lightly scraped his teeth along me, increasing the pressure he was forming with his mouth. I threw my head back, moaning while gripping the headboard and bucking my hips. He released me, looking up at me with a satisfied smirk. “Ooh, Tricky like huh?” He licked his lips again, then leaned down and started on me like a Tootsie Pop (as in, “How many licks does it take to get to the center?”) “Oh… Oh my…. OH FUCK PETE!” I arched my back, clawing at Pete’s back and shoulders. I heard him moaning too. I looked down at my Adonis. Maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me, but I swear it looked like he was planning something. I put it out of my mind the moment he crawled up me, kissing the nape of my neck. “No one else is here so it’s ok to lose control. It’s just you and me right now. That’s all that matters, right?” I nodded. “Then relax and just let go.” I closed my eyes and concentrated on Pete, Pete and his magic mouth. (That’s right, I said it. This man can do things to me I can’t even explain, not on a physical level… Although I’ve got stories I could tell you there too…. No, this ran so much deeper than that.) What little control I had over my body was rapidly dispersing with every lick, nibble, and tongue flick. But then he stopped. “Peter Bear?” “Shh. Keep your eyes closed and be patient for just a minute.” “Pete, I don’t have any patience left thanks to that mouth of yours!” I heard him giggle. “At least PART of you likes my mouth! Now just hold on… to ANYTHING and I’ll be back with you in just a minute.” I heard the door close. I opened my eyes and Pete was nowhere to be seen. “Panda?” Ah fuck. He is planning something. I should have known. I sat up just as he opened the door and sauntered back in. “I’m back now… See? It’s alright, Lunchbox. I promise you. So lie back down and close your eyes again.” I scowled at him. “And you wonder why you need permission!” He smirked. “Well this happens so rarely that I have to take full advantage of it when I do get the opportunity!” He skipped over to the bed. “Now lie back down and close your eyes and let me work… Otherwise I’ll be forced to use these on you!” He pulled out two pairs of handcuffs from…. I don’t want to know where, and dangled them in front of me with a huge Cheshire cat grin on his face. “What the FUCK?! Why do you have those Panda?” He rolled his eyes like I was missing something. “To keep you restrained if necessary silly. What else are handcuffs used for?” “Wipe that stupid smirk off your face and answer me! Why the fuck do you have those handcuffs Peter?!” I didn’t think it was possible, but somehow he grinned wider and laughed. “You’ll just have to wait and find out!” I started to stand up, but Pete moved in front of me and pushed me back down. “You remember me saying ‘if it takes all night?’ I meant it. You’re not going anywhere Angelface! So lay back and enjoy. You’ll be so relaxed in awhile you won’t even care anymore.” I tried to get up again but Pete stood in front of me, wrapping me in his arms and locking lips with me. Oh Fuck. I’m in trouble, I thought as my knees buckled and I fell onto the bed. “That’s my boy. Now scoot!” What else could I do? I slid back to the top of the bed again. “Now grab the headboard.” I tried protesting but Pete leaned in and kissed me again, raising my arms above my head and attaching me by the wrists. “WHAT THE FUCK PETE?!” “Oh I love it when you swear. Vulgar words spewing from the cherubic face….” “Pete… Undo the fucking handcuffs, PETE!” He shook his head and started protesting like a child. “NO! Not until I’m done!” His expression softened a bit. “Now lay your head back. Close your eyes. Relax and enjoy.” “But Pe… Oh fuck!” He’d started working his magic again. I had been turned into a lollipop. I closed my eyes…. All thoughts gone from my mind, it was like he’d never stopped, except now I had handcuffs on. “Oh fuck Pete. Oh, just like… oh FUCK!” He’d never done anything like this before. It was new. It was exciting. It was “AAAAAAH! PETE! 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