The Eltingville Club Stories AU!s - +18!TW 💦 (lemons, one shots, etc) ENG/ESP

Trust Issues | Pete x Josh (+15 🫗One shot 𝗘𝗡𝗚)

📖 Comic Pete and Josh based personality - short ship fanfic

Pete D'Nunzio and Josh, known for their combative personalities, were used to clashes, but tonight, their rivalry would take an unexpected turn. Pete and the boys had previously found some keys to an unused apartment that they took over, that apartment was their new secret base, most of the time only Bill and Pete went there to use the TV or the place since Jerry and Josh usually accompany them more than taking care of the place. That day Pete met Josh to go together. The apartment was filled with a charged atmosphere following a heated argument. Rain pounded against the windows, adding a constant rhythm to the chaos unfolding inside.

Pete: Do you always have to be so stubborn, Josh? (Pete asked with a harsh tone, his voice laced with frustration and repressed desire. The argument had started over something trivial but had quickly escalated)

Josh: (frowning, retorted disdainfully) It's not like you're a model to follow, Pete. You're always looking for a fight.

(Pete couldn't hold back a bitter laugh.)

Pete: Fight? No, Josh. What I'm looking for is for you to make up your damn mind. (His gaze turned dangerous as he stepped closer to Josh, who was backed against the wall.)

Before Josh could react, Pete shoved him against the wall with unexpected force. The surprise in Josh's eyes mixed with a flicker of excitement. Pete moved closer, pressing his body against Josh with palpable intensity.

Josh: "What are you doing?" (Josh tried to maintain a defiant attitude, but his voice trembled slightly.) ...This isn't what you think.

Pete didn't stop.

Pete: Oh, isn't it? Seems like you're enjoying this, aren't you? (His hands moved with determination, stripping Josh of his shirt while Josh tried to maintain a facade of indifference.)

Josh: This isn't right, Pete, stop... (Josh attempted to protest, but his tone was filled with contradictions. As he spoke, his body tensed and relaxed under Pete's hands, responding involuntarily to each touch, each caress.)

Pete looked at him with a challenging smile. "Still denying everything, Josh? You know this is what you want." With impious urgency, he began to explore every inch of Josh's torso, his hands moving with a sense of desperation. Josh tried to turn away, but Pete grabbed him by the jaw, forcing him to look at him.

Pete: Look, Josh. You don't have to lie, not here. Not now. (His lips moved close to Josh's, and despite his defiant attitude, Josh couldn't help but lean in.)

Josh: "This isn't right..." (Josh murmured, but his voice was filled with a mix of repressed desire and need.)

"Shut up" Pete whispered, "You don't mean that." And with one hand, Pete gently pushed Josh toward the bedroom.
The room was dimly lit, illuminated only by the soft light of the bedside lamp. Pete dragged Josh toward the bed, pushing him with a mixture of force and desire. Josh tried to resist, but Pete showed no mercy. Each movement was filled with raw, uncontrolled energy.

Josh: Pete, stop... (Josh tried to say, but his words were mixed with moans as Pete began to undress with desperate speed.)

Pete: Why are you resisting, Josh? You know you want this. (Pete leaned over Josh, his body pressing down on him as his lips explored Josh's torso with desperate intensity. Josh, caught between desire and resistance, finally gave in.)

Josh: Damn it...(he said with a stifled moan, his body trembling under Pete's hands.)

The intensity of the night continued to build. Pete moved with an urgency reflecting both his own insecurity and desire, while Josh allowed himself to be carried away despite his protests. The room echoed with the sounds of their bodies colliding and their breaths coming in ragged gasps. At one point, Pete, with a rough impulse, slapped Josh hard, the sharp sound resonating in the room. Josh gasped, and although his face showed pain, his eyes were filled with a mix of excitement and submission.

Pete: Don't you dare tell me you don't like this. (Pete said in a harsh voice. Josh, though hurt, remained silent. His lips were sealed as Pete continued his exploration, each touch and kiss charged with desperate need.)

A little later, Pete spat on Josh's abdomen, the gesture both disdainful and intensely erotic. Josh shivered but did not move, his body completely at Pete's mercy. Finally, when the night reached its peak, Pete took Josh with a force reflecting both his desire and insecurity. Each thrust, each movement was filled with an aggressiveness that turned desire into something almost savage.

When they both reached climax, the room fell into a heavy silence. Pete, his body slick with sweat, collapsed beside Josh. Both of their breaths were ragged and the silence was filled with uncomfortable tension. Josh, still panting, turned to Pete, his eyes glowing with a mix of exhaustion and residual desire.

Josh: I don't know what's happening between us (he said with a rough voice.)

Pete, with a cruel yet satisfied smile, gently stroked Josh's cheek. "Don't worry about it. What happened here is exactly what you needed. Don't lie to yourself anymore, Josh." The night had revealed the darker layers of their relationship but had also shown an unexpected side of their connection. Although it had been brutal and defied norms, it was an experience they both would not forget.

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