Idk I will write more smut for patrick's bday tomorrow but for now...
"PATRICK! YOUR BIRTHDAY IS ON WEDNESDAY THIS YEAR!" I am jumped on by my boyfriend before I get the chance to release my yawn.
"Pete! You're... hurting... me!" I grunt every time his body drops on mine.
He comes to a stop, diving into my mouth as he pants hard with his hot air blowing on my face.
"Happy hump day. It's gonna be a special one tonight." Pete whispers as his lips tickle my earlobe.
"Yay." I gulp as he sits up on my chest, stripping his pajamas off. I moan as he mouths at my lips, exhaling moans too that are hinted with laughter as he sees me smiling at his movements.
"Happy birthday... Pattycakes." Pete laughs at my nickname. I usually hate it, but right now I didn't mind. I was too happy and distracted with Pete to remember how that name sounded like it was an insult or a tease.
"Can you make it an extra special birthday for me?" I ask in a hushed tone as I pull him close.
Our foreheads kiss as his fingers slide underneath to my back. I moan in pleasure as he grabs my waist in his hands to squeeze my waist, making me let out high pitched noises.
"Fuck. You're adorable." Pete tells me.
"What do you want Daddy to give you?" He asks with another squeeze.
"Pete... M-make me yours. Give me more Pete!" I squeal as his hands grip me tighter.
"Ah! Petey!" I squeal his name as he starts to grind my body against his.
"You a little slutty? Begging for more, you greedy whore..." I nearly scream as his nails sink into my flesh as he growls at me.
"Pete... Oh yes. Yes. But only for you Daddy." My breath hitches as he untangles the ribbon on my pants and rips them off.
His hand is in my boxers as I look down. He grabs me and starts to hum my name as I moan, enjoying the heat from his hand.
He rocks me up and down, clutching me tight before he starts to do the same with my entire body.
"Uh. Uh. P-Pete... Ahh yeah." I grunt whenever he slams me down on my bed before raising my body again.
His hands are around my waist again as they control how I move. He gently turns me onto my side, then flips me so I lie on my stomach. One hand is still holding my stomach, rubbing it up and down smoothly.
Pete kisses my ear before I feel a pair of warm, rough hands sliding against my hips as my boxers are being pulled down.
"Pete..." I whisper his name again.
My boxers are no longer linking my ankles together; only my long, white t shirt remains. It is sticking onto my skin from all the sweat. Until I feel my hair being messed up as Pete places something on my head.
"To complete your birthday suit, Patrick." He says quietly. "A tiara for Daddy's sassy little princess." He hisses in a seducing way that melts me inside. I blush as he starts to remove my shirt. He slides it down rather than up, the cotton rubbing on every curve.
"Kinky." I state, blinking at him.
"Dress up?" He asks. I nod my head yes. Patrick's birthday is happy now.
I thought Pete would tell me to slip into my 'Daddy's Princess' (yes, I have a collection of them don't judge) dress, but he reaches under the bed and pulls out a pink bag.
"I bought you a little something." He wasn't kidding when he said little.
"A cupcake dress?! Pete! That's adorable! I can't believe you actually got me this." I giggle as I model the pastel pink padded crop top showing my belly and pastel yellow skirt. No tights or even panties in the way, so that's nice.
"And your tiara has a cupcake." Pete smiles sweetly as he admires his gift on me.
He squeezes my top and I squeal with joy at his dominance.
"Want me to be your cherry on top, Pattycakes?" He smiles while he buries his face into the sprinkled top, kissing and gnawing at my skin.
"Ooh Petey...!" I growl before sinking myself onto the mattress again.
I moan breathlessly as he continues to mouth at my chest, leaving it wet as he makes me flip onto my stomach again.
"You're so sweet Patrick... Fuck, I want another taste." Pete moans weakly as I feel my skirt being lifted up.
"Bite me." I say, nervously awaiting him to enter.
But I feel something wet and sticky after his breath. He goes on for a brief minute, inserting his tongue as he licks around my entrance.
I spring on the bed slightly as his tongue shifts inside me, dancing in circles multiple times.
The moment he's out, he goes back in. But not with his tongue.
"PETE." I scowl as he hits me roughly the first few times. He gets gentler, keeping the same perfect pace.
"Give me more!" I demand. He enters deeper and pulls out smoothly. My waist is back between his hands as he grips tight, desperate as if I'll crawl away.
I moan for him to keep going. He slows down again, the pain burning more as he pulls out slowly, reentering sharply as he goes further in.
"C-cum now..." I pant out in a weak breath. Pete listens and shoots his load in me.
I'm about to release until he forces me to hold it in.
"No... I need to... release me..." I slur. Pete places his hands over mine and drags them all on my erection.
"Cum my Pattycakes..." He pecks my cheek with a kiss. I obey with ease into my hands and his.
Pete lets me rest on my stomach as he licks the cum off his hands.
"Cupcake cum." He giggles before lying on top of me, face digging into my top again.
"Sugar lets go down." Pete smiles into my pounding chest.
"Still need to recover..." I pant.
"Sleepy time..." Pete rolls to my side and cuddles me tight.
"Sweet dreams... We'll celebrate again later." He slurs lazily into my shoulder.
Sorry it wasn't too kinky today :/
