Fluff & smut oneshots (Frerard, Pikey/Petekey, MCR comfort)

#101 Suggested Petekey (fluff/smut) +note

Note: Sorry I'm still not posting up to my schedule. I keep on crashing and I am trying my best to pull it together. I feel like I've been on break for months and I feel horrible, but there isn't a day that goes by where I don't find it hard to keep on going in life. Apologises for venting/ ranting.
Ps: It is around 3:38am currently so forgive me for any mistakes in this story that I might've missed while editing.

Suggested by @N3ws0ul

Pete's pov

"Can you mix this please?" "Sure," I smiled, trying to hide my laughter. Mikey was attempting to make us pancakes for breakfast despite barely being able to cook toast, swearing he was basically a chef after watching one YouTube tutorial. Although he had already mixed up the sugar and salt, I decided not to say anything. I kissed his cheek as I began stirring while he continued adding the rest of the ingredients without any sort of measurement, his estimations completely wrong. He strode confidently towards the stove which he'd asked me to prepare while he set everything up, feeling the heat. I passed him the bowl as he attempted to pour the batter to be perfect circles, getting slightly frustrated that the shapes were weird. "Let me try," I offered, taking the bowl from him. He crossed his arms as I poured it, trying my best to smoothen it into a circle while he huffed. "Witch! Witch!" He said theatrically as I gave the bowl back to him, pointing the spoon covered in batter towards me. We went quiet for a moment as some of it splattered onto my shirt, and he awkwardly put the bowl down before grabbing tissues to try and wipe it off. Instead, he'd somehow managed to make it worse as I couldn't help but burst out laughing, unable to contain myself any longer. He smacked me playfully as his face turned red, completely flustered. I ruffled with his hair as I quickly pulled myself together for the sake of seeing him complete his salty pancakes. I lifted my arms as he rolled his eyes, throwing my shirt on top of the washing machine.

Mikey's pov

Pete stood right behind me as he took my hands in his before slowly guiding me on how to make the pancakes look better. As much as I wanted to, I couldn't focus at all and just let him do it while leaning back against his chest. I turned to look at him as his head was right beside mine, and I could feel his breath on me while he explained some random stuff he learnt in culinary school. His words trailed off quietly as I leaned in, connecting our lips while he maintained scooping out the remaining mixture. "Mm, what was that?" "Dunno," I shrugged, hiding a cheeky smile. I didn't even care about the pancakes anymore as my eyes were fixed on his hands, licking my lips. He tried to teach me how to flip the pancakes once we saw the bubbles begin to form, but it was unfortunate to no avail. "Damn, you really suck at this, don't you?" He joked, nudging me. I grinned as I shoved him back, seeing him flex on me. I leaned my head back to nestle with his shoulder and neck before ducking my head under his arm, slipping away from his embrace as I grabbed some plates for the both of us.

"Well, bon appétit I guess." He supposed as we finally dug in, my face immediately scrunching up as I took a large bite. Pete nibbled on his as he asked how it was with a smug look. I chewed hesitantly as he laughed and passed me a piece of tissue. I sighed, spitting it out. "It's okay, I know you tried." He pitied, patting my back. I frowned as he kissed my forehead. "I know something sweet you can enjoy," he whispered in my ear as I jumped, his fingers lingering near my inner thighs. I grabbed his face as I pulled him down, crushing our lips together while he sat back in his chair and pulled me with him. I shifted on his lap as I moaned, feeling him cup my crotch and hard-on while trying to unzip his pants. A string of saliva stretched between us as I pulled away, climbing off of him for the both of us to undress. We threw our clothes on the ground as he pulled me back onto his lap, putting his fingers infront of my face. I licked all over them with no hesitation, making sure they were soaking wet as his other hand traveled down my body and grabbed my hip firmly. Our lips collided while his fingers circled my entrance, groaning as he slowly stuck two fingers inside. "O-Ow," "Take your time, no rush." I bit my lip. His gentle and husky voice could make me cum alone, my cock already twitching for attention as I squirmed. He kissed me passionately as he licked my lower lip, and I gladly parted my mouth. His tongue roamed around freely as I whimpered, jolting at his third finger entering. I pushed through the pain as he rubbed me comfortingly, rocking his fingers inside me. His cold and large rings made me struggle harder as I hissed. His hand slithered from my hip to our cocks, making my legs tremble as he began pumping them together tightly. "A-Ah~.." "You can take it baby, can't you?" "Yes," I shut my eyes, my mouth hanging agape as my head rolled back. He nodded as he pulled his fingers out, spitting on his hand before spreading it all along his dick. I lifted myself while he guided my hips and I lowered myself, bitting my lip hard.

I screamed his name and covered my mouth with my hand as he slammed me down, sending electric shocks throughout my entire body. It was rough, but fuck did it feel good. He grunted as I wasted no time riding him, gripping onto his shoulders for dear life. He kept on buckling his hips up as I moaned uncontrollably, not even caring to muffle them. He thrusted deep into me as my nails dug into his back so deep I swore it was going to draw blood, feeling knots form in my stomach. "Pete, I'm need to cum so badly," "Don't come till I do, got it?" He growled, and couldn't do anything but nod as he hit my prostrate, tears forming in my eyes while I cried his name once more. His hand wrapped around my tip as he rubbed it in circular motion, making me jerk. I could feel him plant a small kiss on my cheek as he praised, "You're doing so good baby." His kisses made its way down to my neck and collarbones, switching to licks, then tiny bites all around. I shivered, moving my head to the side to give him better access. He rolled my sensitive skin in between his teeth while never once stopping his movements. My breathing hitched as his got heavier, feeling him bury his head into my shoulder as I squeezed his. "Come for me sweetheart," I finally heard the magic words as he tore through my orgasm, making me release all over the both of us while his thick load filled me. He continued fucking me as I collapsed onto him, feeling him slow down before pulling me off. We panted heavily as he kissed me, wiping my tears while I sniffled. His cum dripped down from my tight hole as I gasped for air, his arm wrapping around my body before supporting my butt. I hugged him tightly with whatever strength I had left as he picked me up, holding onto him like a koala. I rested my head on his chest while he walked to our bedroom and shut the door behind us. He carefully laid me down on the bed and climbing ontop as he smirked, "Round 2?" "Definitely."