-Vegas-
I woke up with Pete in my arms, nestled against me as he slept soundly. His eyes were tightly shut, and the sound of his steady breathing filled the room.
I gently brushed a strand of hair away from his forehead, my finger tracing a path along his cheek and down to his jaw.
Resting my head on my arm, I couldn't help but watch him with adoration and contentment. A soft sigh escaped my lips as I was gently mesmerized by his peacefulness and innocence.
Suddenly, Pete's mouth twitched, interrupting my gentle caress. I paused, my finger frozen in mid-air as I observed the change on his face.
His lips formed into that familiar pout I adored so much. Slowly, he turned onto his side facing me, his eyes opening delicately.
And almost immediately, his eyebrows frowned as our gazes met, he quickly shifted to his other side, breaking our eye contact.
I let out a sigh, my lips pressed together in frustration. Pete was still upset about our argument from yesterday, and even our naughty and passionate night together hadn't managed to soothe his anger.
I cautiously approached him, my arm reaching out to wrap around his waist. But he responded by forcefully pushing me away with his butt.
I didn't give up and I seized him once more, pulling him firmly against my chest and securing my arm around him, my nose nuzzling into the nape of his neck.
"You are still mad at me?" I murmured, my lips planting gentle kisses on his nape.
« Hmm... Get off me, stalker » Pete grumbled, his tone filled with annoyance.
I trailed my lips along his shoulder, my hand caressing his hips and stomach tenderly.
"What about last night? Didn't I make it up to you?"
« I told you...I'll make an exception. But now I'm back at being mad. Let me go."
Pete mumbled through his lips, still half asleep, his eyes closed but his eyebrow frowned. He tried to wiggle his way out of my grip but there was no force or conviction in his movement.
I smiled tenderly, my hand slipping under his shirt to finally touched his soft and warm skin. I approached my hips and pressed my crotch against his ass, spooning him firmly.
"I'm sorry, my love. I truly am. » I whispered into his ear.
I could sense the shivers coursing through his body as soon as he felt my touch, my thumb gently brushing against his nipples.
"Hmm. Apologize all you want, but keep your morning boner away from me. You're on your own with that, you pervert. »
Pete retorted, trying once again to push me away with his butt. But I tightened my grip, refusing to let go, and gently planted a kiss on his cheek. Pete's body tensed, and as I grabbed his crotch gently, his eyes snapped open.
« I'm not the only one » I murmured, feeling him hard under my touch. I began to move my hand slowly and teasingly caressing his hard length above the fabric of his underwear.
Pete bit his lip, but his face was still closed and filled with anger. I couldn't help but chuckle at his stubbornness. It seemed he wasn't going to let go easily, and honestly, I wasn't sure what else I could do to make him forgive me.
He asked me to promise him that I wouldn't follow him again. But I couldn't make a promise I knew I wouldn't keep. I understood that was what he wanted to hear, though.
At this moment, all I could do was try to coax him, maybe even make him feel a little guilty for his own behavior. I knew it was wrong, but I didn't want him to hold any resentment towards me, especially not before the battle that awaited me.
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Universe (VegasPete) R18
FanfictionVegas and Pete face an entirely different challenge when Pete's childhood friend unexpectedly come messing up with their already fragile relationship. Things take a turn for the worse when Pete tries to prove his love for Vegas but, despite himself...