Vegas and Pete are married for a year now. And Pete decides he doesn't want to stay married anymore. but things take a turn at his friend Porsche's wedding...
This is an omegaverse Fanfiction of VegasPete from the series Kinnporsche.
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Pete dragged Vegas into their room filling the corridors with giggles and laughter. After shutting the door behind them, Pete rested his back against the door and watched Vegas pant just like he did.
Pete smiled at him who now slammed him on the door and kissed him on the mouth while his hands reached south caressing him. Vegas kissed the latter's neck nibbling over the skin and Pete's hands roamed on his hair, messing it up.
On the way to their room, they stumbled around different pieces of furniture which made both of them laugh. At a point, their kissing stopped and they finally made it to the bedroom.
Vegas made Pete sit on the bed and he was on his feet, his fingers undressing him one button at a time.
It was visible Pete was starving for his touch, he wanted him to be quick but he was painfully slow this time which almost made him whine.
Vegas slapped his hand when he tried to help him unbutton.
Pete released his pheromones when he noticed that Vegas was holding back. He wasn't sure what he was trying to do.
Make him beg for it?
Vegas didn't hold back but he didn't want to push him to the edge.
Vegas kissed the skin that was exposed bit by bit while unbuttoning. He hovered Pete, his legs straddling him and his shirt landed on the floor. He kissed his forehead, his nose, his cheeks, his lips not leaving one spot left without his kisses.
Pete stopped him and got up pushing himself up by his elbows. He reached out to their nightstand and pulled out a rope and handed it to him and lay down beneath him.
After handing it to Vegas, Pete held his hands together, surrendering himself to him.
Pete was eager to be tied up but Vegas tossed it away.
"Not today," he kissed Pete's fisted hands as a thank you for trusting him and for his submission.
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"You... I can never read you," he pulled him down by his neck, joining their lips. Pete parted his lips making way for Vegas to invade him. Their tongues met this time it wasn't all sloppy and hungry, it was steady, genuine, and laid back.
They kissed for several seconds till Pete pulled away. He held his cheeks and gave him a peck.
"I'm going slow is that ok?" he nodded even though he was nervous. Sex with Vegas has lasted for many rounds throughout the day or night but it was hasty and impulsive unlike now. Vegas could hear Pete's heart racing.
Vegas kissed him from his neck and scattered wet kisses on his chest. His fingers drew circles around his nipple which grew perky under his touch and the other was occupied with his tongue, flicking it up and down.
The room was unusually quiet and it was the first time Pete felt embarrassed to moan. He closed his mouth with his palm and looked down at Vegas undoing his pants.
Vegas was out of his clothes now he took Pete's hand and made sure he got to touch every bit of his body. Pete was swallowing hard when his hand stopped below his navel. It wasn't new to him but it felt strange taking all of it in slowly.
Vegas laid next to him and spread his knees apart. His fingers stroked his opening.
Pete shuddered and looked away. Vegas' other hand grabbed his chin and made him face him.
"Look at me," he kissed him and his fingers were now inside searching for his spot.
Vegas curled his fingers making Pete gasp. He held his neck and whispered, "Slowly, Ah..."
Vegas fingered him like he wanted and enjoyed the lewd noises flowing out of his mouth. He was hard right now but he wanted to see his husband come just from his fingers first.
Pete's cheeks glowed with a red tint when he found Vegas staring at him down with his fingers inside. He felt hard to hold the eye contact he closed his eyes and dug his fingers into Vegas' arm.
"Vegas,"
Vegas increased the speed he saw Pete moaning and nodding.
Pete's breathing was uneven, whatever he said was unclear and he couldn't think straight.
He pulled closer letting the latter know he is close and he spilled on his stomach after Vegas' skilled hands worked faster than before inside him.
Pete turned around to look at Vegas and tried to catch his breath.
Vegas got on top of him and said "I love you, Pete" he took a second to kiss him after looking into his glossy eyes which contrasted with his dark ones.
He entered him, his eyes still on him. Pete tried hard to hold it but as soon as he entered him he threw his head back.
Vegas' hands were placed on either side of the latter's head and one of his legs on his shoulder, the position helping him to go deeper on his husband.
Pete's hands gripped his hair bringing him closer, grazing his nose down his throat taking him in, and giving away all his dirty arousing noises that came out of his mouth just for Vegas. He wanted him to hear it all.
Vegas loved how Pete wanted to show him that he owned him. He moved slowly in and out fully making Pete whine when he was fully gone and gasp when he was deep inside him.
Vegas rolled his hips, the slapping of skin was faint but it was heard. He pounded inside him when he was close and Pete could swear he went to the gates of heaven and back.
Pete's toes curled and his nails left marks on Vegas strong enough for him to bleed when he climaxed, once again.
Vegas groaned one last time before finishing inside him.
There was a moment of silence after what he did. They really had no protection on.
Pete's expression was unexplainable by Vegas, his all red, his lips glossy, plumped and parted and their breaths fanning on each other's faces.
"I love you, too," Vegas plopped on him after hearing that. Pete held him tightly and kissed his hair.
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After a quick shower, they went to bed, arms and legs tangled under their sheets.
And Pete realized that it was the first time they had made love.
