HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVORITE EMO-MEME-DADDY-BASSIST-BOYFRIEND-KING-PIZZA LOVER PETE!!!! (he's not ALL of that to me but that sums him up ok)
"Happy birthday, Pete." Patrick whispers in my ear as his arms are wrapped around my neck.
"I love you... And I know you don't like me talking about it, but I'm so so glad you stayed with me." He kisses me. "You made it."
"We both made it." I kiss him for a longer time. Patrick hums quietly.
"Happy birthday... to you..." Patrick starts to sing in my ear.
"Happy... birthday to you... Happy birthday my Pete... Happy birthday..." His voice softens as it is fading.
"To you." I sing and cover his lips in a warm kiss.
He smiles and I see a shine in his eyes from the tears.
"Thank you." I whisper, grabbing his hands.
"Pete, I... I have a surprise for you." Patrick whispers with a shy smile.
"Upstairs..." He whispers and leads me up the stairs into our bedroom.
He locks the door behind him. I hold my breath as he sets me on the bed.
"Pete... clothes off." Patrick tells me and I obey right away.
I'm about to slip my boxers down when Patrick ushers my hand away.
"Leave that to me." He whispers with a smirk across his cheek.
I moan to myself as he pulls down his pants. To my surprise, he wasn't wearing anything under. I widen my eyes and breath shakily, gulping as Patrick sits on my lap, wrapping his legs around my hips.
"You were prepared." I say, nervously biting my tongue.
"Mmhm." Patrick hums in my ear again, vibrations rippling down my neck.
"Fuck..." I moan shakily.
Patrick lifts his arms slightly and I get the cue to pull his shirt up. He smiles sweetly and bites my ear. I hear him moaning softly and happily as his hand traces circles around my sides.
His hand slides to my bulge and rubs it slowly. I inhale deeply as he pulls my boxers down. He drags them all the way down to my knees and I kick out of them.
Patrick takes me in his hand, balancing his wrist and flicking slowly.
"Ah, Patrick... Mmm." I moan with a smile as he grunts and pants.
"You like that, Petey?" He giggles a bit. I bite my tongue and nod.
I shut my eyes and feel his tongue slobbering up my neck. I hear him humming softly-- when I listen closer, I recognize he is humming the birthday song still.
"Patrick?" His tongue stops licking.
"Hm?" He looks at me lazily.
"Can you sing to me?" I hold him up by placing my hands on his back. He smiles with a blush in his cheeks.
"Happy birthday... to Petey... Happy birthday... to... you." He sings softly, smiling afterwards as I grin widely.
"Your voice is a gift from God." I tell him, rubbing his back and clutching his ass.
"Mm." He looks down bashfully.
"My pretty little slut. Look at you sharing your birthday suit with me." I bite his neck, sucking on a patch of soft skin.
"Da... Daddy." He thrusts his hips forward and I feel his erection on my stomach.
"Fuck." I mutter when I look at his sweat-glistening face.
He suddenly leans forward to me, his body on mine as he struggles to catch a breath as I continue sucking his neck.
"Peeete..." I release the skin and admire the hickey I marked. I suck more on his neck and below that, leaving a trail of the red bruises.
I show a satisfied smirk as I admire the marks. Patrick whimpers as my mouth loses contact with his skin.
He turns us around abruptly so he is at the bottom now.
"Fuck me hard, Daddy. I'm giving myself up for you. Please... take me." He begs with a slight whine.
"It only gets better." I smirk and say to myself, unable to come up with anything better as Patrick's begging catches my attention.
"Please, Daddy. Please f-fuck me hard so it hurts and I cry out for you." Patrick pulls my hands onto his chest, holding them in place as he breathes hard. I can feel the skipping of his heart beat against my palm.
I remove my hands from his chest to lube myself up with spit. Patrick stops me halfway and offers to lick my erection. I chuckle at first, but his tongue feels so good and makes my shivers cover up my tingling from deep inside me.
"Patrick... F-Fuck, I'm ready." I have to push him away as his nose exhales a chain of hot breaths.
"Hard, Daddy. Give it to me." Patrick bites his lip and tilts his head up to the ceiling.
I separate his legs and set them over my shoulders as I position myself.
Patrick is already moaning and panting when my tip presses on his entrance.
"Ohh God... Fuck." He whispers. I push in halfway, feeling for his sweet spot.
"Pete... Go f-faster if you want. Please... it's my tr-treat to you." Patrick says with a dry throat.
"Hope you can avoid walking for a week cause my wish is coming true." I growl and with a lick of my lips, I thrust myself all the way inside.
"OH GOD." Patrick's eyes open wide and his back tenses up.
I chuckle as I pull out just to thrust back in harder. Patrick only moans louder, greedily gripping the sheets.
"Having fun?" I smirk as I see his hand around his cock.
"Daddy! Please... t-touch me." Patrick cries, eyes glistening.
I keep thrusting harder into Patrick--entering roughly and exiting gently--before I stroke his cock. He almost sings out a moan as I drag my fingers from his base to tip, repeating the process. He bites his lip, arousing me more to cum into him.
"Patrick... fuck, Daddy is so close!" I grunt, thrusting into his prostate as he throbs in my hand.
"Cum, Daddy! I have to... Ohh fuck." Patrick groans as I release my load. Shortly after, he releases into my hand with a red on his cheeks.
I lick off his load and he moans as he watches me.
"D-Did you like your pr-present, Daddy?" I am asked by a sweaty, panting Patrick lying by my side.
"That was the best thing I have been given yet!" I smile, breaths still exasperated.
"Wait for next year. And the next. And the next." Patrick kisses my lips.
"Don't spoil the surprise for me." I smirk and Patrick ignores me by humming into my neck.
"You wanna song to me again?" I sigh, but I will accept the offer.
Patrick takes a deep breath and looks me in the eyes.
PATRICK IS GOING TO BE A DAD FOR THE SECOND TIME. PATRICK IS HAVING A BABY WITH ELISA IM SO EXCITED FOR THEM PARENTSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ps: is it bad I'm more excited for the next stumpling than I am for my own baby brother?? #trash #reletable #idonothaveaproblemiaminlovewithsomeoneidontevenknowandihonestlyhavefallensodeeplyinlovethattheymattermoretomethanmyownactualfamilyatthemoment
