Pete One-Shots

Reunion

WARNING: Pretty much sexual content :/ I'm not good at this but yet again, another dream.

I was shoved against one of the girls' lockers in the gymnasium. The moonlight was shining through the windows above the lockers as the only sound was our lips against each others, pausing to take a gasp of air before reconnecting our lips over and over again. I groaned as I could only see the top of Pete's head as his kisses went lower, from my neck to my collar bone, then to my chest as he clumsily tried pushing the fabric of my top aside so his could get to my bra. 

"Pete" I whispered. 

"I told you I was gonna fuck you the next time I saw you".

It had been five years. Five long years of us losing touch of each other. Five years of living our lives. Five years of different experiences. 

"Pete"

His laughter tickled my ear as he gently nipped it. He quickly lifted me up and my back hit the locker again. I wrapped my legs around his waist and I leaned back just enough to grab my top from the bottom and pulled it over my head.

"Fuck" 

I unconsciously covered myself only to have Pete grab my wrists and pin them just above my shoulder. 

"I need you now" he spoke clearly and at first in my lustful daze I didn't comprehend anything. I mean only an hour ago I was reintroduced to Pete when Diane my best friend had dragged us to one another. I knew from the way Pete looked at me when we first said our long overdue hi's that he had plans of what he wanted to do to me.

He pulled my skirt above my hips and fumbled with his belt and then his zipper as I heard the shuffle of his jeans falling to his ankles as I managed to pull his shirt over his head at the same time. 

His lips forcably met mine and I made a sudden sigh as he pushed my underwear aside and thrust up inside me. I was already wet for him. To have a old friend like Pete constantly whispering where he was gonna fuck me for a good half hour was torture. He had been following me whenever I went to met other classmates, like he never wanted me out of his site at any point was even more of a turn on.

Pete's mouth was open as our foreheads were touching as he fucked me a little harder. The only sounds were our bodies meeting from every thrust, moaning, my body being pushed against the locker and Pete's belt rattling with his jeans. I missed how close we were. 

I missed hanging around with him. I missed those nights when we snuck out to hang out with each other. We had never gotten this far. It was all built up sexual tension.

My hands that were once pinned to the locker were now gripping Pete's shoulders as I grinded into him, watching his eyes divert to where our bodies were meeting, his dick slowly disappearing inside me. It was visual torture for both of us. 

"I needed this. I so fuckin' needed this" Pete whispered quietly, his moans were so euphoric to here. I had imagined endless times what our first time would be like. Would it be over so quick that I wouldn't recall anything? Would it be full of passion? Would it be awkward?

Pete watched our bodies meeting and he bit his lips before looking me in the eyes. I could have came then and there with the way he was looking at me, then rolling his head back and groaning, his nostrils flaring as he pushed me harder against the locker. His hands went to my hips as he pushed us flush against the locker. I looked at him as he stuck his pointer finger out, tracing my lips with it as I opened my mouth and lightly sucked it. 

I suddenly felt Pete going faster, almost rushed.

"I need to come inside you please" Pete groaned, his grip on my hips getting tighter and I saw the small droplets of sweat appearing on his face. I ran my fingers down his tattooed torso, thinking of the many times I had dreamt on licking my way down it, thinking how Pete would react to it. 

"I fuckin' dare you to Pete" I spoke back, looking him straight in the eyes as his finger slowly came out of my mouth. His head went back as his thrusts went faster till he paused one more time and I felt him come inside me. Pete shivered from the after shocks as his hand grabbed my jaw and he kissed me hard. 

"This wasn't how it was supposed to happen. But fuck I ain't denying it, this was dope" Pete grinned, sliding out of me and setting me on my feet just as we heard voices from the hallways. I began panicking as I spotted my top and shoved it on, trying to tame my hair as Pete pulled his pants up and pulled his shirt back on. Luckily the voices came and faded within a short period of time. 

"Until next time. Which will be very soon by the way" Pete grinned, pulling me in for one more kiss before he left the locker room, taking one last look at me. 

I fixed myself up and sprayed some deodorant on from my bag and left a few minutes after Pete.

Dianne was sitting at our table as Pete was standing close by with a drink in his hand, joking about with the others.

"Look who decided to show up again" Pete laughed, giving off a snide tone as the other five people at the table looked at me. 

"Taking care of a little business Davidson" I sat down next to Dianne and made a bullshit lie of where I was. 

For the rest of the night Pete was once again in possessive mode, watching me from afar.

I couldn't wait till we met again.