Oneshots (Frerard, Pikey/Petekey)

Petekey (smut)

Mikey's pov

"Leave me alone go away," I grumbled as I was about to turn and leave. "Baby, come on.. please just listen okay?" Pete pleaded as he grabbed my wrist. I tried to break free, but he just caught my other wrist instead. I glared at him, and his face expression changed immediately. He seemed more serious, and we just stared at each other. "Listen to me," "No." I answered coldly. He looked down, sighing, "how do you want me to apologise if you won't listen to me? How can I make it up to you?" He asked, his voice soft as he loosened his grip on my wrists and held my hands instead. He brought my hand up and kissed it softly, looking at me with puppy eyes. I just looked away, blushing slightly but still angry. I craved his touch so badly, seeing his expression change from sad to confused when he looked down. He took a moment before smirking and pushing me up against the door, pinning my hands above my head. "You want it don't you?" He asked, pressing his hips against mine. He used one hand to lift my chin to look up at him, leaning in closer. I was starting to feel hot already, but just looked away and cleared my throat. "Don't ignore me," he demanded, our face not even an inch apart. I gulped, taking a moment to decide whether to say anything before kissing him hard. He lightly pushed me back against the door, kissing me back even harder. His hand was already gripping my shirt, ready to take it off. "So eager." "Don't act all innocent," he laughed, his hand traveling straight into my underwear. Before I even had time to say anything, he connected our lips again. I let out a muffled gasp as he squeezed my ass, jumping slightly. "Mmh.." I moaned as he licked my lower lip before dipping his tongue in and out of my mouth. He kept pushing me more and more against the door, deepening the kiss.

He eventually pulled away, letting us catch our breaths. He let go of my hands as he picked me up and walked into our bedroom, laying me on the bed. He climbed on top of me, leaning down to my ear and whispering, "You still wanna ignore me? See what happens." I stayed silent, trying not to get too turned on by him breathing down my neck. He chuckled, seeing me still refuse to talk. "Looks like someone needs to be disciplined," he got up and went to our wardrobe. "Take your clothes off, especially your pants," he said as he placed a box on the floor and undressing. I took off all my clothes, leaving only my underwear. "You really wanna be like that?" "You said pants, not underwear." He scoffed and chuckled at the same time, asking me to get on all fours. I did as he asked, and he gently pushed me down and cuffed my hands behind my neck. He put a cock ring on me, knowing I hated them. "You better start counting, Micheal." He only ever called me Micheal when he wasn't gonna go easy on me. He didn't even warn me before giving me a big slap on the ass with his hand, causing my body to jerk. "O-One," I mumbled. "Either you speak louder or I smack harder," he raised his hand again. "Two," I muttered even softer. "Mikey Way, you dirty little slut, you better be ready for this dick." He gripped onto my hips, thrusting deep into me before I could even process his words. I quickly shoved my head into the sheets, letting out a loud mix of pain and pleasure. He grabbed a fistful of my hair, forcing me look up. "If I have to do that again I'm putting that "necklace" on you, understood?" "Y-Yes sir," I quickly obeyed. The "necklace" was like a leash, only that it'd tighten everytime he pulled it.

He knew I had a pain kink, but still reminded me of the safe word. He kept ramming into me, and I couldn't even form a single thought as I became a moaning mess, begging him to slow down while secretly pushing back against him. I accidentally shoved my head back into the sheets as he hit my prostrate, screaming. He stopped his movements and leaned down beside my ear, "didn't I tell you not to do that?" He reached down into the box before putting the "necklace" on me, tightening it already. I bit my lips, trying hard not to just beg him to fuck me already. He wrapped it around his arm, meaning the more he moved his arm away from my neck, the tighter it'd be. He tugged at it without warning as he continued his movements, forcing me to look up while doing so. My back arched and my hips buckled as he started hitting all my good spots, not even giving me a chance to breathe. His hands gripped tightly onto my ass, holding me in place but kissing all around my neck. I could hear him panting and making all sorts of noise as he kept kissing, sucking and biting all over. Despite his kisses, he would still yank on the "necklace" every once in awhile to make me gasp. He moved one of his hands and turned my head to the side to kiss him. "T-Turn around baby, I want to see your face," he stuttered as I nodded, doing whatever he said. I couldn't even think or process anything, just following his every request.

He uncuffed me and I quickly turned over, connecting our lips again. I shut my eyes as he continued to fuck me, my hands around his hot body. "Look at me," I nodded, quickly opening my eyes. His gaze never left mine, and my hands were at the side gripping onto the sheets. His hands were gripping onto my shoulder, and I took one of them and put it above my neck. He understood what I meant and took the "necklace" off, throwing it across the room. He was quick to replace it with his hand, squeezing my neck. "You like that?" "F-Fuck yes," I gasped. He gripped tightly, but would let go a little to let me breathe before squeezing it again. "P-Please Pete I-I'm gonna cum, take it off." "Don't tell me what to do," he growled, thrusting even deeper into me. I could feel the pit in my stomach grow more as his thrusts became nearly impossible, only making me beg him more. He leaned down to my shoulder as I dug my head into his chest, relieved when I finally felt him throw the cock ring away. I buckled my hips once more, the both of us cumming at the same time. "F-Fuck," he mumbled under his breath as he pulled out, letting go of me too. I whimpered at the loss of his touch as he panted loudly. He looked up and reached for tissues as he kissed my neck softly. He cleaned us up before pulling me close, looking at me worriedly. "I'm sorry if I went too hard.. your neck is really red.. I'm sorry.." "it's okay, you know I could've said the safe word right? But I didn't, cause I liked it," I assured him, giving him a small smile. He still frowned, hugging me tightly and cuddling with me like a small puppy as if he didn't just fuck the living shit out of me. I patted his head as he looked up at me. I let out a small chuckle before leaning down and kissing him, cupping his face. "I forgive you okay? For everything," "you sure?" I need, and he pulled me in for a kiss once more.