Gifts lead to what..? (Peterick)

No.. Yes? I dont know.

{It would be greatly appreciated if you'd let my know how I did. Also I wrote this at like four in the morning and I just stayed up for two hours editing about 1340 words based off one idea. Anyway. Enjoy!}

*Pete's POV*

It was the end of the Irresistible video and I was just admiring how everyone has changed since the very beginning, Patrick the most.

-Back to Dead On Arrival-

Patrick was kinda freaking out saying how he didn't feel comfortable and wasn't sure if he actually wanted to do it. It was cute actually. He was saying how he didn't want to do it and how he didn't think that he was good enough for a video, even though we sold a ton of copies of the cd.

"Patrick, it's going to be fine. You are an amazing singer. Plus, we can take a break whenever you need to." I told him while holding his arm.
"Thanks Pete, and yeah. I just need a few minutes to get ready. I'll be there in five."

As I walked out of the bathroom where he originally ran into, I remembered that I bought him something. I ran to go find it. Pulling it out of the bag I made sure there wasn't a price tag on it and started back towards the bathroom. As I got into the room he was almost done with a pep talk with water all over his face.

When he saw me in the mirror he jumped and did his version of swearing.
"Frick Pete. Don't do that."
I simply shrugged and pushed the, small weird looking, hat towards him. "For-for me?" Was all he said.
"Of course. I know that you're really nervous about doing this, it's just something that you can kinda hide behind. Like a costume. You can be like the new Batman."

He just looked so speechless. I've never actually seen him like this. He just looked like a lost puppy. He eventually took the hat and turned to place it correctly on his head in the mirror. After that I don't really know what happened but, he turned and hugged me and somewhere in the mix of it he kissed me.

He. Kissed. Me.

That was it. He had me wrapped around his finger. In the palm of his hand. I promised myself from then on, I Peter Wentz will do everything in my power to make sure that this man never gets hurt, let down, or a negative feeling again. I knew it'd be hard to do but I promised it anyway.

The kissing was getting intense. That's when I realized that he hadn't stopped nor did I want it to. There were tongues smacking together and mouths being mushed. That's when I took a chance and grabbed his ass. He responded with a soft moan.

I started to run my hands up his back and down again. I eventually stopped and pulled away from him breathing very heavily. I looked I'm straight in the eye and said, "I Peter Wentz will do everything in my power to make sure that you never get hurt, let down, or a negative feeling again."

He turned away blushing. God, I had it hard. Well.. Maybe more than one thing was hard. Not on me. On him. Okay, maybe on me too..

You could clearly see the bulging of his pants and I wanted to be the one to help him with that. So I sat on my knees and started rubbing his thighs. He seemed to know what I wanted. He also didn't stop me.

"Can I?"
"No.. Yes.. I don't know...." There was a long pause after he said that. I wanted to help.
"Patrick, let me help. You deserve it." I spoke softly.
"O-okay.."

I moved my hands towards his inner thigh. My left hand slowly walked it's way up to his bulge. I was just running a few fingers over it, testing the waters if you will. I started moving faster and he started growing a bit more. I undid Patrick's pants and pulled them along with his boxers down, to leave a very flustered man standing in front of me.

I took his dick in my hand and started stoking slow. He stumbled back and starting using the sink for support. He was adorable, cute, hot, sexy, whatever he was he was great at keeping an innocent face.

I licked him from base to very tip, making him shudder. Taking what I knew from every blow job I've ever got and started sucking on the tip a bit more. Gradually I started taking more into my mouth until he hit the back of my throat. Then he shuddered and 'accidentally' hit it again only harder and made me gag.

With a quick breathless 'sorry' and 'please don't stop' I took what I could and pumped the rest. I remember they used to play with my balls to with my free hand I did that. I felt his breath get even more labored, an him tense. He was about to cum. I knew it, he knew it. All he was saying was 'fuck, fuck, fuck, please, fuck'

Only about two seconds later he shot into my mouth and I was a good little soldier and kept sucking. After he was fully done I made sure that he could see me swallow.

He was trying to figure out what happened while controlling his hair and breath. He had forgot about his pants until I started pulling up his boxers and leaving a strong smack on the ass. I did the same for his pants, plus fixed his shirt.

I had cleaned up with a bit of water and kissed him once more. I just want him as mine. Once that moment was over I asked "Don't leave me? Be mine? We don't have to tell anyone else if you're not ready. I just want you as mine. Call me jealous, but I can't see you walk away knowing what just happened didn't mean anything."

He just stood in shock. Was that not right? Did he not like it? Did that not mean anything to him? Why isn't he answering? Why am I worrying? I'm Pete fucking Wentz. He finally opened his mouth but all I heard was a knock.

Joe stepped in, "Guys. You've been in here forever. Plus we just heard everything that just happened. Pete, you didn't turn off your body mic. And after that, you can't just say no."

I turned to Patrick. He was practically hiding behind me. He was so cute. But he only whispered a small "yes" into my ear. The next thing you know you hear almost everyone erupt into cheers. I whispered back "my mic's still on babe." Of course he blushed at that.

After everyone had congratulated us, we put in one hell of a show. At least I did. I gave it my all even though it was only day one of filming. I just felt so much more open and happy.

-Back to today-

Since then we've only told immediate family and who all heard. But after every day one of filming a new video, I give him a great blow job. But by the last day it's my turn. And boy oh boy. I swear he's the best I've ever had.

But needless to say, I love him and he loves me. When he finally told me that I couldn't contain myself and realized that he was the one. The only one that I want to be with for the rest of time. Every night I thank whatever is above for putting him here with me.

He is my PattyCakes and I will follow him to the ends of the earth. I will let him take me wherever. I'll follow him to the moon if he asked. Before I couldn't imagine a world with him, now I can't imagine a world without him.