Adopted By The Band [A Fall Out Boy fanfic] [ON HIATUS]

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He put his hand on my thigh and looked at me. I was staring at his hand, when he used his left hand to lift my chin up. "This is something that hasn't happened in a few weeks..." He whispered. I looked into his vibrant green eyes that were filled with pure lust.

Patrick leaned in and placed his soft pale lips onto mine. I smiled into the kiss and kissed him back with more pressure. He brought his right hand to my cheek, and the left grasped my waist. I opened my mouth against his and his mouth responded in the same way. He kissed with more passion every second. He broke the kiss and looked into my eyes. He lifted me onto his lap so I was now straddling him. I could feel his dick bulging through his black skinny jeans.

"I love you so fucking much Alex." He mumbled as he started kissing my neck. Nipping at the sensitive spots on my neck he inflicted a small moan from me. He carried me over to the wall and shoved me against it. He pinned my wrists above my head and kissed my jawline.

Grinding against me, Patrick kissed me with even more passion. I felt his large dick grind against my groin, making me wet inside. "Fuck." I moaned into his mouth. "God Patrick I want you." I breathed.

"You want me?" He asked slyly taking a step backwards. He made a thinking pose then stepped forward, putting a hand on my waist then tracing it down to the waistband of my dark skinny jeans. "Tell daddy what you want Sugar." He purred. "I want you." I moaned. "What do you want daddy to do to you?" He asked seductively. "Touch me, please." I pleaded. He slowly unzipped my jeans, then slid a hand into my pants. "Mmm." I moaned. He took a finger and rubbed the thin fabric, I was practically dripping wet. "Please, touch me daddy." I said sexually, and smirked. Patrick pushed the fabric to the side and fingered through my folds. I gripped his waist, my fingers digging into his sides. "You're so wet for me already aren't you princess?"

I then removed his hand from my pants and unzipped his pants. His navy blue boxers were holding a large, hard dick. I rubbed it through his underwear, as he tilted his head backwards, moaning lowly, making his whole body vibrate.

I ripped his boxers off, took his hard cock in my hand and started pumping it. "Ohhh shit!" He moaned. I kneeled on the carpet so that my face was alined with his dick. Just licking the head at first Patrick moaned louder. "Fuck Alex..." He breathed out. I was trying to tease him because I know that he hates it, but I like it.

I took half of the length into my mouth (4 inches) before he started moving in and out of my mouth. I pulled away and said, "Tell me what you want." "I want you princess..." He moaned. I finally took all of it in my mouth and Patrick had a hand on the back of my neck moving back and forth in my mouth. "Ahh! Shit Alex, I-I'm gonna, ahhh!" He moaned. "Come in my fucking mouth daddy!" "Mmmmm, fuck!" He came in my mouth and I swallowed all of it.

"Thanks Alex." Said Patrick. "Anytime babe." I replied. He pulled me up off of my knees and kissed me passionately.

"I think we should go back to the room now." He suggested. "Yeah probably. How long have we been in here?" I asked. "About thirteen minuets." He replied. "Wait... Are you serious, that didn't seem that long, did it?"

There was a knock at the door. I opened it and there was Andy standing there. "Uhh hi." I said. "We were just wondering if everything was ok in here." He said. "Yeah everything's fine. We were just going back to the room." Patrick called from the back of the room we were in.

We walked in together, and Pete was still freaking out about where FUN. was. "They are ok, Pete. They're just staying in a town of 4,000 people, full of rapists. I'm sure they are fine." I said sarcastically. "They are not fucking ok! They are gonna get raped or killed and their bodies are gonna get hidden in the floorboards of the hotel!" He screamed.

"Listen, Pete." Patrick said calmly. "They are fine, they are getting their bus fixed then they are gonna meet us in Green Bay tomorrow. Ok? They are definitely, and perfectly fine." "I hope you're not lying Pat." He said. "You know I hate it when you call me 'Pat', Pete..." Patrick whined. "What do you want us to call you? Pattycakes?" Joe joked. "I want you to call me Patrick, bitch." He pouted.