Little secrets || VegasPete

CHAPTER 2

‼️This chapter contains smut‼️
Feel free to skip it if this makes you uncomfortable.

This is my first time ever writing smut, I tried my best and I hope it can be enjoyable.

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Pete had his eyes full of lust leaving no room for shyness. Vegas loved to see it that way.

Vegas liked sex and never hid it, he knew people gossiped about it, but they weren't always wrong. He even heard them betting on his kinks, betting on who would be able to seduce him.

Sometimes, when he felt like it, he played with them with the roughest sex he could, showing them the real stuff he was into.

With Pete, however, even the slightly more vanilla sex was pleasant. He didn't manage to get deeper into his favourite stuff yet but he didn't complain, everything felt so good regardless.

Vegas unbuttoned the bodyguard's shirt as fast as he could, now impatient, to have a view of Pete's chest. His hand landed once again in the other's belly while his mouth was around one of his nipples, stimulating it with wet traces around the areola and slightly licking over the nipple from time to time to enhance the arouse.

When it was turgid he moved to the other one to repeat the exact same process while his hand moved on the swollen nipple.

"You are so beautiful" Vegas looked at Pete to meet an excited gaze, it felt much more intense than it ever was and that turned Vegas on even more.

Through Pete's jeans, he brushed his fingers against his cock applying some pressure. Vegas initially wanted to take his time, maybe make the other edge till he begged but now he changed his mind; he couldn't wait any longer.

He unzipped the bodyguard's pants and lowered them together with the underwear to free Pete's now erected dick.

Vegas felt his own rock hard and didn't waste any more time taking off his trousers as well.

Pete decided that now it was his turn to return the favour. He kneeled in front of the other, looking straight into his eyes while taking his erection inside his mouth. He never felt ashamed of anything when he was with Vegas, he liked the dynamics they had. He found pleasure in being watched and analysed by him, he liked to be the centre of his attention.

Pete could come just from looking at Vegas' expressions while getting pleased. Vegas's fingers had strands of Pete's hair in between them, which he tugged to keep the pace he wanted.

He moved his hips making the whole length enter the mouth, choking Pete. The latter gagged but tried to contain it. The warm mouth was squeezing Vegas' cock and was moving exactly the way he liked it.

Pete was now accustomed to Vegas' liking, he knew exactly what turned him on, how to please him and it was the same vice versa.

When he felt that it was enough, Vegas suddenly whipped out his cock which surprised Pete making his eyes widen.

As it came out of his mouth a thread of spit still connected them; Pete didn't think twice before reaching over to lick it off.

"Ah... Pete... the things you do to me... you don't even know" Vegas murmured, he was sure the words stayed just for himself to hear because he didn't hear any sound as a reply.

Pete got up and leaned against a nearby wall for support. Against his hole, he felt wet and cold fingers that, one by one, entered inside to facilitate the opening.

Vegas was inserting and pumping his fingers in and out, wetting the hole with the lube he took out from his pockets. Pete tilted his head back due to the strong pleasure he was experiencing. He could feel all the movement of the fingers inside it, as his partner spread them apart even more.