Patrick's POV:
"Come on, Patty! It's Christmas! A time to be happy and cheerful!" My boyfriend wraps a bright red ribbon around me as he skips around me.
"Bah humbug." I groan and pout my lips as he places a bow on my head.
"Oh no! Don't be that way baby. Here, this'll get you in the mood." Pete takes out his phone and starts playing Christmas songs.
"Pete... really?" I untangle myself from the ribbon and he smiles.
"Yes! Come on, not even a smile? I just want you to be happy today, baby." Pete hugs me and I feel calm and protected.
"Do you wanna make cookies?" He breaks the silence and I sigh.
"Nah. We suck at cooking..."
"Decorate the tree some more? Hang our stockings? Drink eggnog or hot chocolate?" I shake my head.
"Sing Christmas Carols!" Pete exclaims and points to me. "You know you want to!"
"Pete. I'm feeling sick. That's the main reason I'm not in the holiday spirit today... you had to take care of me. Remember any of this?" I say in a sarcastic tone and he frowns.
"Oh... yeah."
It's quiet until he talks again.
"The main reason... So what is another reason why you're so crabby today?" Pete asks smoothly. I gulp as he gets the hint. "Aww. Baby, are you cranky cause I haven't given you a real present? Hm?" Pete paces around me again, but slowly and confidently.
"Yeah..." My lips quiver as he tempts me with his millimeters away from mine.
"You want a real gift, baby? Oh, I'll give you something I know you've been wanting a long time now." Pete stops and turns to face me. His mouth is in the shape of an "o" as his eyes narrow with a gleam in them.
"Please babe... I want it now." I cry as he wraps his muscular tattoo sleeve around my waist and pulls me so our hips touch.
I let out a whimpering moan as he squeezes me tighter and dips his tongue in my mouth. He swivels it around for a good, long minute, then kisses my jaw.
"Mm, baby... Oh, Patrick..." He moans and I feel his dick rub against my crotch as he slides his waist up and down.
"Damn, baby... You're so sexy. Let's take your gift to the room and try it out." Pete whispers with an excited smirk and pushes me towards his bedroom.
He shuts the door from behind and shoves me down on the bed firmly. I grunt in exclamation as my back hits the mattress and he leaves me there as he strips down his clothes. I watch him contently as I begin undressing myself.
Seconds later, he is right over me, his forehead stuck on mine as he whispers,
"Hope you enjoy the gift baby. You've earned it." And his lips meet mine, starting soft and gentle. Until he bites and my head jerks up for more pleasurable pain from him.
"Please Pete... I want more," I pant as his mouth is all over my jaw and now my chin. He is still gnawing at me when I stare at him.
"Just wait baby okay? You are just ruining one of my gifts right now." He frowns and I whisper a sheepish "Sorry," as he continues mouthing at my jaw.
He moves down to my neck and I shudder as he breaths on me.
"Uh, Peete?" I moan and he starts moaning with me.
"Yes... Yes, baby?" His rough voice asks and I kiss his cheek.
"I love you. Thank you for this it feels amazing." I pant as he is now down to my erection and I straighten up in alarm.
"Oh, baby... This is the real present I know you want." Pete whispers and licks my dick, teasing me.
"Pete please? How long is this gift? Hurry." I urge and whine until he grabs my legs and spreads them wide.
"You can be the judge of how long it is in a few seconds." Pete smirks and I gasp when I feel my hole being stretched by his fingers.
"Shhshhh... Baby it's me." He whispers comfortingly and I sigh. "Okay, here you go." Pete says loudly and I squeal from the suspense.
Pete's POV:
"OH GOD... PETE!! BABY THAT FEELS NICE!" Patrick screams as I insert in and out halfway.
"Yeah baby, you like it? Well I still have some more for you baby... Take it all." I pant in time with my thrusts and watch as he shuts his eyes and his pretty lips are open. And it turns me on how he grunts and moans as he grips the sheets tightly. His back is lifting up so he humps the air and I feel so close, but hold it in because I don't want this to end.
"P-Patrick... God why are you so fucking... SEXY. MY GOD. HOLY FUCK." I bark and slam deeper inside him, making him shout my name and swear.
"HOLY FUCKIN SMOKES! PETE!!! Uh, you're SO FAST OH MY GOD! BABY... SLOW DOWN!!" Patrick cries and a tear actually escapes his eye and rolls down his smooth, sweaty, pink cheek.
I grunt and growl lowly as my hips are about to give up.
"P-P-Paatriiick... Oh God, baby... I'm gonna... I have to--" His hips twist up one last time and he growls my name in a low, smooth voice.
"OH PETE." And with that I release about three times inside him and he cries for each load.
"Babyyyy... Ah, Pete." He moans and his thick cum shoots onto our stomachs and part of my chest. I lick him clean as he moans and smiles. "Thanks, Petey." His voice is so soft and adorable. I look down at my chest coated in the hot, white liquid. He blushes and his sweaty face turns red.
"I'll clean it off." He offers and I go over him so he is right under my chest, his tongue licking away. I giggle as it tickles and he suddenly flips us over. My head hits the bed hard and I pant as his licking becomes sucking.
