Dick Pics (Peterick)

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"You!" Pete is thrown up against the lockers by.. well, he doesn't have to guess. He knows who it is. So when none other than Patrick Stump comes into view, Pete smirks at him. "Get that fucking smirk off of your face," He growls.

"What are you gonna do about it?" Pete asks, grabbing two handfuls of Patrick's leather jacket and pushing him against the lockers directly across from the ones he was previously pushed against.

Soccer and baseball practice were at the same time, but Pete was still getting dressed when everyone else left the locker room. It seems like Patrick was waiting to get him alone. But, seriously, he could've waited for Pete to put a shirt on.

"I don't know what you're going on about, anyways. You sent me a dick pic first," Pete says, leaning in to where his mouth is directly next to Patrick's ear. He sucks one of Patrick's earlobes into his mouth, making Patrick whimper before he whispers, "You didn't have troubles getting it up for me before. So how about you try again?"

"Whoa, Wentz is beating Stump's ass in here!" One of the guys on the lacrosse team comes running in the locker room.

Pete lets go of Patrick, giving Patrick the opportunity to push him to the ground. So Patrick does, straddling Pete's waist as he mouths, 'Thank you' to Pete.

Pete just smirks again before Patrick yells, "Don't fucking touch me again, or I'll kill you!"

"That's my man, Stumpy!" Brendon's voice rings through the locker room. He comes running over, helping Patrick up. He gives the nastiest of looks to Pete before they all bound out of the locker room.

Pete helps himself up, cleaning his shirtless back with a towel. Stump sure as hell owes him big fucking time.

posted in memory of the purge being fininshed. I have half of this story written already tbh.