His Name Is Wentz

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[Fun fact LA Devotee is my shit man]

My week was pretty much uneventful after that.  I worked and ate and did normal human things.  My Pete Wentz fairy tale book was closed since he hadn't called like he said he would.  I contemplated calling him but thought against it.  I grabbed some left over pizza from my fridge and dialed Brendon's number.

"Wassup fuckah?" his loud voice yelled into the phone.

"yo"

"Did you just call to say yo?"

"I'm bored"

"Call that boy toy of yours.  Who was it again oh yeah THE Pete Wentz!  WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME!?"

"Uh sorry this number is no longer in service thank you and goodbye" I hung up quickly.  I'd deal with him later.  I placed my phone down but I couldn't help to stare at it.  Parts of me wished he'd call.  I threw the rest of the pizza out since I wasn't really hungry.  My phone buzzed on the table.  A text.

Pete Wentz:  Meet me outside.
My eyes widened.  I looked out the window.  Sure enough he was there standing next to a fancy car.  I grabbed my hand and changed into better clothes than my pajamas.  I walked outside.

"How the-"

"Brendon" he said smiling.  He looked up at my tiny apartment "How cute"

"Thanks?" I asked. 

"Will you take a ride with me?" he asked. 

"Sure" I said shrugging.  I got into the passenger seat.  He shut my door for me then sat down in the drivers seat.  He stared at me and smiled again.  "What?" I asked. 

"I'd like to bite that lip" he whispered.  My hands got shaky.  He grabbed my chin between his thumb and forefingers.  My eyes fluttered shut.  I could feel his warm breath on my lips. 

"I can't do this yet" he said.  He let me go.  My patience was wearing thin.  I grabbed his chin and kissed him.  He tried pulling away at first but I wouldn't let him.  He bit my lip like he said he wanted to.  Our tongues fought for dominance and he won.  He held my arms above my head.  He moved his hips so he could sit on top of me but he somehow managed to set the car alarm off making us both jump.  He sat back down shutting the alarm off.

"I need to take you to my house.  We need to discuss something" he said.  He sped off.
•••••
He sat me down at his kitchen table.  He pushed his hand through my hair while walking circles around me. 

"You're the first person I've ever taken in my car.  The first person I've ever taken out to eat.  The first person I've ever visited at their home.  You're something different and I saw that from a mile away" he said.  He sat down next to me.  "I want you Patrick"

"I want you too" I said. 

"You don't understand.  I don't date.  I don't do the whole boyfriend thing" I gave him a confused look.  He held out his hand.  "Come with me" he said.  I placed my hand in his cautiously.  He led me down a hallway and in front of a door. 

"Remember you can back out at any time" he said "I'll drive you straight home and we can forget about this whole thing" He placed his hand on the knob and opened the door slowly. 

"Oh my god" I whispered.  I walked in slowly.  There were whips hanging on walls.  Floggers on racks.  Riding crops, handcuffs you name it, it was there.  There was a bed right in the middle.  It was a torture chamber.

"You're a dominant" I mumbled.

"You're smart" he said smirking.  He picked up one of the riding crops.

"You want me to be your submissive" I turned to face him.

"Yes I do" He placed the riding crop on it's shelf again.  I felt sick to my stomach.  "Remember I can take you home.  We can forget all about this Patrick"

"I need a minute" I said.  I walked out of the room.  I paced the hallway for a bit.  I mean, it can't be that bad right?  I did want him.  There were no strings.  But I don't wanna get whipped!  Or tortured!  Or did I?  It's a new experience.  I needed some time to think about this.  I'm still a virgin for Christ's sake.  He walked out of the room with a nervous look on his face.

"I'm a virgin" I mumbled.  His face went from nervous to shocked "I've never experienced stuff like this.  I've no clue what I'm getting myself into"

"You're a virgin!?" he asked.  Well practically yelled.

"Say it louder please I don't think Brendon heard you" I said blushing.  He touched my cheek lightly. 

"I need to fix this.  Come with me" he pulled me up some stairs.  We stopped in front of a bedroom.  His bedroom.  He pulled me inside and shut the door.  He kissed me sweetly.  He pushed me back until I hit his bed and fell onto it.  He kissed down my chest.

"I never said I would be yours" I whispered.

"Either way you deserve to lose this to someone who cares about you and can't get you out of their mind" he slide my shirt off carefully.  He pressed more kisses to my bare chest. 
•••••
[I'm saving the smut for the kinky stuff guys✌🏻️]

I woke up on Petes bed.  His arms were wrapped around me tightly.  He looked at me.

"You sleep very late" he said.

"I know" I mumbled.  He kissed my neck.

"I've never had sex in my own bed before" He said in my ear "This was a first"

"You seem to be having a lot of firsts with me" I mumbled. 

"I told you.  You're different.  I've been with a lot of people.  Both men and women.  But you're just different.  You didn't throw yourself at me.  You didn't call first.  You opened up to me rather than spread your legs on the first date.  I like you" he kissed my cheek and entwined our fingers together.

"I suppose you've never had a virgin either" I said.

"No.  I haven't" he sat up.

"Dammit I was warm you asshole" I said giggling.  He flashed a smile at me. 

"Agree to being mine" he said.

"I have conditions" I mumbled sitting up.

"Okay" He said. 

"I want you to sleep in the same bed as me every night I'm here.  Because you're like a sun and I'm always cold.  And I want one night where we do something other than sex.  Watch a movie, eat dinner and so on"

"Like a date night?" he asked.  I nodded.

"Done" He said smiling again.  I stuck my hand out.

"Then it's a deal" he shook it twice.

"I have to make you sign a contract though.  Standard protocol" He went over to his desk and pulled it out.  "Go home.  Read over it.  Email me, call me, whatever.  But get in contact within this week" he handed it to me.

"Okay" I said.  What have I just agreed to?