** Warning. Smut **
He shuffled himself off the bed to go downstairs for a drink.
Once he closed the door behind him you stood up, removing your shoes, shirt, jeans, and jewellery before climbing into bed and under the covers. You lay there in your underwear, shivering, trying to gather together some heat before he came back. You hated not having a change of clothes or PJ's.
He opened the door, and closed it gently without making a sound.
He cautiously peeled the corner of the covers, sitting down on his side of the bed. He then removed his jeans without (skillfully) accidentally flashing you his skin and boxers. He swung his legs onto the bed under the covers and turned around to face you.
"Hi" he whispered, as he observed you, realising you were in your underwear.
"Hey" you smiled, flashing your teeth, crossing your eyes from left to right, then to his eyes.
"So... I say I dont want you thinking I only want you for one thing..." he began, making you howl with laughter, using your hands to cover your face and mask the noise of your laugh. He chuckles, knowing his joke was mocking your innocent undressing "...then I come back to you in your underwear!" he pouts, tilting his head and grinning. You catch your breath and compose yourself to speak.
"I'm sorry! I don't have jammies and I have to wear those clothes in the morning!" you explain to him, as you try to cover your chest with your arms and the covers. Noticing your embarrassment, he pulls his tshirt off his body and suggestively passes it to you to wear through the night. Your eyes dart to his chest, catching a peek of his chest hair in the process. You bite your lip, he was so attractive.
"Here, to keep yourself... concealed" he said
You eye the tshirt before accepting his insanely sweet gesture, sheepishly putting the tshirt on, capturing a burst of his scent that sends tingles down your spine and goosebumps up your arms.
"Thank you cutie" you praise him and lean forward, pecking his soft lips tenderly.
He pulls you in closer with his arms, kissing you intensely. You felt the touch of his skin against your legs as he brushed himself against you; electricity pumped through your veins, arousing you slightly.
He pulls his head back from the kiss.
"(Y/N)...." he calls you, almost moaning. "I'm taking you on that date..." he advises you. At that moment you knew he was getting aroused too.
"You better" you sarcastically reply, lifting your leg on top of his, slowly rubbing up and down his calf.
"I will." he quickly responds as he squeezes your rubbing leg with his hand. He sighs. "You are..." he pauses "...you are unbelievably stunning" he declared to you, biting his lip.
"And you are gorgeous" you blurt out. His eyes trail from your lips, to your eyes.
You shuffle closer to him, pressing your hand against his bare chest. You feel his chest hair against your skin; you try to control the impulses as you slide your hand down around his side and lay it against his back, massaging and caressing him. He glides his hand to your waist; his hand spread across your skin and your panties. You feel a warmth in your middle; you try to ignore it.
He moves in closer to you, lowering his head to your neck. He kisses your neck softly, gently nibbling in between kisses. You lean your head back to give him more access, his touch has you sensitive.
Your hand lowers from his back down to his bum; cupping and squeezing.
He acknowledges your cupping by moving his hand from your back to your front, pressing his hand just under your bra from above the tshirt; his other hand still spread across your hip and your panties. Your middle yearns the burning sensation, wanting him.
You gently shove his palm from under your bra, to on top of your breast. He squeezes excitedly.
He kisses his way up your neck to your face, meeting your lips in a lustful smooch. Your free hand roams his chest, grazing his nipple with your fingers each time your hand reaches his upper chest.
He takes a hold of your leg, still rubbing his calf, and pulls it across his thigh. You feel his length against your middle; hard and bulging out of his boxers. It only excites you more. You slowly push your middle into his hard length until he notices; he removes his hand from your breast and glides his hand under your tshirt, resuming his place on your breast with only your bra in the way. You break the kiss.
"Un-do the clasp" you whisper to him, both of you panting. He nods, moving his hand around your back to un-do your bra. You help him hoop it through the tshirt, and throw it to the floor. He resumes his hand to your breast, squeezing, pinching your nipple between his index finger and his thumb.
"Patrick" you moan, the friction of his fingers pinching and pulling your nipples makes you wet.
He pulls away and looks down to his boxers, rithing against your groin.
"See what you do to me (Y/N). I'm so hard" he says. You pull his face to yours, kissing him roughly.
His hand hovers over your breast, pinching your nipple once more.
You smoothly lower your hand from his chest to the entrance of his boxers; you tug at them.
He chuckles through the kiss, knowing your next move.
At a very slow pace, you slip your hand into his boxers, grabbing his long hard length. He moans your name as he gets harder, grinding into your hand as you rub and stroke him seductively.
You speed up your pace, and add your other hand, gripping him with passion, sliding your hands up and down, faster and faster. His hard member arouses you, and only encourages your stroking to get heavier and more erotic with each grind.
"Aahhhh. (Y/N!)" he moans your name as he closes his eyes, groaning. "I'm gonna cu-" his actions interrupt his words as you feel his warm liquid fill your palms. He opens his eyes.
"Oh god" he stutters. You pull out of the covers and reach for the nearest towel, wiping your hands. You quickly shove his tshirt back on before you climb back into bed.
Patrick looks satisfied, but embarrassed. You kiss him.
"I uh... I didnt mean to..." he tries to justify his arousal.
"I wanted you to" you reassure him. He smiles, and opens his arms for you to cuddle up to him; you dont need to be told twice. You snuggle up, comfortable in his arms wrapped around you.
He strokes your hair and kisses your forehead lovingly as you feel yourself drifting into sleep.
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