Tell no one. [peterick AU]

Chapter 15: MERRY CHRISTMAS!

*a/n*
¡!SMUT WARNING!¡
Carry on you little fuckers.

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~Patrick~
"MERRY CHRISTMAS!" Pete yelled as he ran up to me at school. My family had gone on a five day getaway and I had no cell service. "Pete, it's not even Christmas yet" I said. He had jumped onto me and was buried in kisses. "It's Christmas to me. I get to see you after five long days" he said continuing to kiss me. "Maybe not here. I don't want to disappoint you" I said. "You can never disappoint me 'Trick" he whispered into my ear. "Maybe I want to take my time. Really do a good job" I said. Over the past couple months we had become a bit more serious. Still not going all the way. No matter how much he despised his parents, they still scared him shitless about sex. I was fine with that. no matter how many times he saw me naked, I was still scared to go all the way.

After a long day at school, we were finally going home. "We can't go to my house. Theirs guests over" he said as we walked down the street. "My parents are so unpredictable. They could come home any moment" I said. "They only get back anytime after four. I mean, that's what time they get off work" he said latching onto my arm. "What is it? 2:45? Don't even have an hour and a half" I said. "We could lock the door. Put a movie on full blast. They'll think we were watching it" he said. I smirked at the idea. He snaked his arm around my waist as we made our way down the street. We finally made it to my house and I couldn't wait to get inside. I quickly chased him up the stairs into the room, closing the door behind me. "Ok. Time to open my Christmas present" I said walking up to him, grabbing hold of his shirt. "Someone's feisty today. I thought I was the only one who was excited" he said putting his hands on my hips. "Shut up and kiss me" I said. "Don't have to tell me twice" he said locking his lips with mine. I kissed him deeper, pushing him over to the bed. "No hickeys. I don't want to deal with that nightmare again" he said as I started to unbutton his shirt. He undid mine as well, our hands getting tangled together occasionally. "I was gone for five days. You seriously couldn't entertain yourself?" I asked. "I need a photograph of you or something. For times like these where you go out of town." He said. I started kissing down his chest. Teasing him. I put my hands on his thighs, making sure my thumbs were on the inside so I could rub them. Sucked hickeys on his hips because it was below the collar and no one would know. "Please Patrick. Anything to help" I heard him beg. His soft moans were enough to keep me teasing him. I started kissing closer to his pant line. "Please" I heard him whimper. I started undoing his belt buckle and pulled his belt out of the loops, throwing it to the floor. I started playing with the zipper on his pants. "God dammit Patrick, why do you have to tease me like this?" He asked. I finally decided to pull down his pants. He kicked off his shoes so I could pull his pants all the way off. Before I could actually do anything with his boxers he had pulled me back up to his lips. "Why are you so fucking sexy?" He asked before planting a kiss on my lips. I pulled off my shirt and continued to kiss him. He sat up, so I was sitting in his lap. He kept a firm grip on my waist, pulling me closer with every kiss. I soon found myself soon struggling with my own zipper, trying to free myself from my pants. "Want me to help you with that babe?" He asked moving his hands to the front of my pants, undoing the button and zipper. I kicked my shoes off and took my pants off as well. "I think you've been waiting long enough baby" I whispered into his ear. I had one hand on his neck and the other on his crotch rubbing it. We had never turned on a movie, so I was trying to keep quiet. I had no clue how long we'd been alone for, but it could have been already over an hour easy. "What do you need me to do?" He asked in a breathy voice, kissing the skin next to my ear. "Just lay back and let me do the work baby. Let me do all kinds of things to you" I said. He laid back as I sat on his waist, lightly grinding on him. He released soft moans. It was music to my ears. I slowly stopped, then started kissing just below his belly button. Trailing down to his boxer line. I looked up to him asking for permission. "Mhm. Please. Keep going" he said. I took that as a yes. I pulled at his boxers, showing him in full. I kissed the inside of his thighs, sucking slightly, leaving hickeys. I finally was done teasing him, and without warning, took him in my mouth. He was surprised by the sudden action, and his breathing changed. He bucked his hips slightly, making me take more. But I still was being a tease. Not taking him all the way. I slowly made my way down on him. "Mhm. Fuck Patrick. Ah!" He mumbled. I started taking him all the way. His moans gaining volume. His breathing became heavy, and he started mumbling profanities. "Fuck baby. I'm so close" he said gripping onto my hair. I felt him start to buck his hips more. His moans getting closer together, until he released. I ran to the garbage can and spit it all out. "Do you want me to do you now?" He asked still laying in bed. I walked over and laid down with him. We were both on our sides, looking into each other's eyes. He slowly kissed and had his hand made its way down to my hips. He tugged at the top of my boxers, looking at me for permission. I gave him a nod. He slipped his hand into my boxers, wrapping his fingers around me. He continued to kiss me, but it got harder to kiss back and he started moving his hand. I moaned on lips, throwing my head back. He softly kissed my neck, carful not to leave any marks. I consciously tried not to be too loud, but it was hard not to get distracted by the pleasure. Soon I found myself getting close. "Does it feel good baby?" Pete whispered in my ear. "Mhm" I mumbled. "I can go faster if you want me to" he said starting to move his hand both faster and harder. I couldn't control my moans anymore, and soon found myself pushed over the edge. He pulled his hand out of my boxers, licking his fingers. "Mmm. You taste so good" he said licking his lips. I pulled off my boxers since they were now dirty and laid my head on his chest. We were both completely naked, and laying peacefully in my bed together.

~Pete~
His head was on my chest and I kept stroking his back. "Patrick, can I tell you something?" I asked. "Anything Petey" he said in response. I thought it was so cute when he called me Petey. He only did it when he was tired, or scared, or when we were vulnerable. Like now. We were both completely naked. "I think I, um" I stuttered. He moved his head so he was looking right at me. "You think what?" He said in a soft voice. "I think I love you" I said. He didn't do or say anything. "I don't think. I do. I love you. And really love you. Not a cheap love, but genuine love. I've wanted to say it for so long. And I just couldn't find the right time. Not that this is the most appropriate time, but it just felt right. And I don't care if you don't say it back. Um. I know it's kinda a big step in our relationship but, even if you don't say it I just hope you feel the same" I said. It was silent for a moment. "I love you too Pete." He said before laying his head on my chest again. We probably laid like that for a good ten minutes before we did anything. "What time is it anyway?" He finally asked sitting up. He reached for his alarm clock, and seemed shocked by the time. "What, is it Tuesday morning or something?" I asked sitting up. "Try five o'clock" he said stretching out his arms. I sat up and looked around for my pants. I finally found them a few feet from the bed. "Can you get me a clean pair of underwear from the dresser?" He asked. I walked over and threw him a pair. He put them on, then got out of bed and put on some sweatpants. "Your hair is all messy" I said to him. "Yeah, yeah" he said giving me a hug. "Ok. Let's get you down stairs." I said breaking away from his grip. I found a shirt on the ground (doubt it was mine. But we wore the same size so it didn't really matter) and started buttoning it up. "Here's a school tie" he said tossing me the blue tie. I loosely tied the tie and followed Patrick out the door. He had a shirt on as well now. "Sweetest. I didn't know you were home. I thought you were at Pete's" said his mom as we walked into the kitchen. "Nope. We were up in my room" he said. "Can you go get your father? He's in the shed" she said. Patrick rushed out the back door, and to the shed. "I see you and Patrick are still on good terms" she said. "Yeah me and Patrick are doing good." I said. "Just because you can't hear the rest of the house from his room, doesn't mean the rest of the house can't hear you" she said. I stopped dead in my tracks. "So, you, heard that. Um-" she cut me off. "The moaning and sex noises. Yes." She said. "Are we in trouble? Did that just out us?" I asked. She sat down at the breakfast bar. "There is some moments when I wish you've never told me. I can tell Patrick's suspicious of something. I try to act naïve, but I'm not going to lie, you really suck at hiding it." She said. "Patrick is constantly asking if I think you know" I said sitting down next to her. "Can I tell you a few rules? Even if Patrick doesn't know them. Just please" she said. "Of course." I said. "No hanging out behind closed doors. I don't care if we're here or not. The door has to be open. You have to be physically asleep by midnight, ten o'clock on school nights. And I have to know when you're here. Send me a text. Leave a note, anything." She said. "I am so sorry. I really am. We thought you wouldn't get home till later" I said. "I should probably expect it. But I'm still going to have 'the talk' with him. Or have his dad give it." She said. "This doesn't make it weird, does it?" I asked. "Again. We can hear anything above a talking voice from that room. It's definitely not the first time we've heard it" she said. I wanted to ask her more questions, but Patrick and his dad were walking back in. "Oh good. We're having pasta for dinner if you want to stay Pete" she said. How could she have such a straight face after that? She literally heard Patrick and I practically fucking and she asked me if I wanted to stay for dinner.

*a/n*
How you fuckers doing? Good I hope. Welp, I'm almost done with school, and that means, LOTS of time to write fanfic. And you know, work, but that's later. Okz. Bye!