The Pack (MC) One Shots

Merome Smut

Since I usually write Merome, I figured it would be only fitting to make Merome my first one. ;)

•Mitch's POV•

I sat down on the kitchen floor holding the pancake mix box in my hands. Why is this so difficult? All I wanted was to be nice and make pancakes for Jerome's birthday! But now the kitchen is a mess and I still have no pancakes.

"What happened in here?" Jerome asked in a sleepy yet slightly surprised voice. "I tried to make pancakes..." I say sadly, throwing the box in the trash as I stand up to start cleaning.

"What's wrong?" He asks, his hand resting on my shoulder. His touch causes a fire like sensation to run through my arm. "All I wanted was to make pancakes for your birthday and I can't even do that" I whispered, turning away.

"Mitch, buddy, listen to me" He says, his hand grabbing my wrist and spinning me around. I stared at our hands, almost holding each other. But instead he was holding me like I was a naughty three year old.

"What?" I snap. His smile falters for a moment, replaced with hurt. "Sorry I didn't mean for it to sound like that... I'm just pissed off at a bunch of unmade pancakes" I say, causing him to chuckle.

"Mitch, you don't need to make pancakes for me. The best present you could ever possibly give me is you" He says, his eyes glazing over as he looks into mine. His hand loosens hold on my wrist, sliding down to be in my own hand.

His other hand holds my chin, thumb grazing over my cheek. "I love you, Mitch" he whispers and kisses me. Emotions flood my mind, stunning me for a second, before I begin to kiss back.

I pulled back for just a moment. "I love you too" I say quickly as I drop his hand, instead wrapping my arms around his neck as I kiss him passionately.

He starts walking forwards so that my back was against the wall, his arms holding me steady. He starts kissing my neck, searching for a sweet spot. "Jerommme" I moan as he finds it.

I feel Jerome smirk into my skin, kissing and sucking on the sweet spot. My hands run down his chest, reaching the hem of Jerome's shirt. I slide under it, using my arms to lift the clothing over his head as I feel his muscles.

Jerome breaks apart from me for a moment to lift the shirt over his head, my own shirt quickly following suit. I push Jerome off of me, grabbing his hand and leading him back to my room.

"Mitch? Are you sure?" He asks. "Yes" I say with more certainty then anything before. We step into my room and I close and lock the door behind us.

Jerome goes to push me against the door again but when our bodies meet, I'm pushing him backwards towards the bed. "Oh yeah?" He asks, smirking up at me as I straddle him. "I can stop if you want" I whisper into his ear, nibbling on the lobe.

"No no no, really, it's fine... Just continue doing what you're doing..." He says and I chuckle. "Like this?" I ask, grinding my crotch against his own. "Y-yeah" he says in a strained voice.

"Or like this?" I ask, zipping down his pants. He kicks them off, then uses his own hands to slide mine down. "This is great too" He says, nuzzling into my neck.

"Mhmm" I say, slowly pulling away his boxers. Once I release the beast, I break away from Jerome. Then I lean my mouth down to his manhood, breathing hot breathe on him.

Jerome squirms, pushing his hips up towards me. But every time he gets closer, I scoot back. "God damn it Mitch just take me" He pleads. I look up at him with a smirk. "Beg for it" I whisper huskily, bending towards his dick again. I kiss the tip, precum wetting my lips.

"Mitch, please"

I lick his shaft, holding my tongue at a middle point as I looked up into his eyes.

"Blow me, you dirty boy" he says, surprising me.

"Your wish is my command" I whisper with my lips on his shaft. I then lick up to the top and around the tip before taking him whole.

"Uhhg" Jerome moans as I deep throat him. I look at his face, into his eyes, as I blow him. Jerome arches his back and spills his load into my mouth. I swallow it, bringing my face back up to Jerome.

"Now it's my turn to take care of that" He says, pointing towards my very tight boxers which encased my almost painful boner.

Jerome flipped us so that I was below him. He then leaned his face down to my crotch, taking my boxers into his mouth. Jerome pulls down, rubbing his nose along the underside of my shaft as he does so. I grunt, oozing precum onto him.

Jerome doesn't tease me, instead he licks up and down, taking me whole soon after. I look down at him as he does his work, my hips pushing slightly into him. Jerome's hands grab my balls and massage softly, causing my grunts to turn to moans.

"Jerome" I say in pure bliss as I cum into his mouth. He licks me clean, swallowing it all, before he crawls up beside me.

"I think you should cook pancakes more often" He says and I laugh, kissing my beautiful bacc.