Oh My My, That Man

I'm going to hell for that

Warning: Smut

(Patricks POV)

I pushed Pete harshly into the house, running fingers under his shirt. My lips hadn't separated from his since we got out of the car. I closed the door with my foot and grabbed helplessly on the lock to lock it this time. No way was I going to let someone see us again. I breathed hard as I bit his lip and he bit mine. I viscously ripped his shirt off. I wanted him more than ever. He ripped open the snaps from my shirt reveling my chest. I pulled the rest of it off and pressed my chest into him. He breathed quickly as my hands were entangled in his locks of hair and grabbing at the nape of his neck. He was holding my ass with tight hands and squeezing sending more desire to pulse through me. I grabbed his wrists and started the attempt to the bedroom up the stairs. It was a struggle but we eventually got into the room. He turned me around and pushed me onto the bed. I landed in the soft bedsheets and pillows. Before I could even think a single thought he was back on top of me, thrusting me through his pants. I could feel my pants throb and I needed to take them off immediately. But there was almost no way too given that pete was so close to me and on me. He kissed me violently as he grinded up against me. The friction in my jeans was killing me at this point. I tried desperately to pull them off. I finally got them off my body and grabbed at his more viscously. I could feel him through his skin tight jeans. I decided that I would tease him for a bit. Instead of throwing his pants off right away, I felt him up, stroking the bulge through his pants just enough. He lost his breath and breathed out harshly against my lips. I felt around more harshly over his pants and he started to breath harder. But it back fired when he brought his hands over my bulge and stroked it hard. I gasped in sudden pleasure and he continued as I struggled to keep stroking. My hand became shaky as he pet my bulge. I couldn't take it anymore.

I ripped off his pants and threw them to the wall. I grabbed at the curve in his back as he continued to drive me crazy by grinding on me. We were only separated by thin fabric and I needed him now. I pulled his boxers off and he pulled mine off too. He kissed me and bit the inside of my lip as he thrusted full force. Fuck the condom. I dug my nails into his back as I let out a small scream. He groaned as he continued into me. I strained my neck back and lifted my back in a curve of pure pleasure. I moaned loud and grabbed at his back. He brought his hand down to my hardon and stroked it violently. I couldn't take this. I was exhausted in intimacy. I grabbed at the nape of his neck pulling in his lips as he pushed in and out while stroking.

I tried my best to keep breathing but at times I just stopped in all.

"Fuck Pete!" I moaned as I felt his breath on my neck as he kept going. My brain fuzzed over and I let my mouth open wide and with every thrust let out a huge moan of pleasure. I couldn't see a thing as I grabbed his butt and led him in deeper. He groaned loudly into my ear.  I gathered as much strength as I could to flip him over. I was shaking and I bobbed above into him. He kept his hand on my hardon as he continued the beautiful strokes.

"Fucking.... Patrick...Oh My... FUck!" He exclaimed as he released himself into me. I felt the warm liquid and i couldn't hold it anymore as i came as well. I laid down exhausted. It took us 5 minutes to catch breaths.

"Dear god." I said breathing heavily still.

"I'm going to hell for that." He said with the same whispy voice as me.

"Pete I love you"

"Patrick I love you."

(A/N: Yeah I'm probably going to hell for writing this as well.... I'm really scared to publish the next chapter because I can just hear and see all the hate comments and death notes about to come. I am sorry, but there has to be some conflict... Yeah I'm screwed. )