A Series Of Patrick Stump Imagines

The First Time

A/N: Aaaaaand here's a smut for ya'll, requested by SaintOfThyCreed
I know I used the pic in the media before but whatevs
So, in this one, it's your first time spending the night with Patrick, and things get a little... intense, if you know what I mean😉😏

❤️🍰Pattycakes🍰❤️: Hi baby girl

Me: Hi 'Tricky Bear, what's up?

❤️🍰Pattycakes🍰❤️: I wanted to ask you something

Me: Ask away

❤️🍰Pattycakes🍰❤️: Will you, uh... do you want to maybe, um... spend the night at my place tonight?

Me: I'd love to, 'Trick☺️

❤️🍰Pattycakes🍰❤️: Yay!😊🎉 Come over at eight, okay? I'll make you dinner

Me: Aww, you don't have to

❤️🍰Pattycakes🍰❤️: But I shall! See you tonight, mi amor. Love you😘♥️

Me: Love you too😘💖

🕣🦄Le Magical Time Skip To Eight O'Clock🦄🕣

"Are you sure you liked dinner? I can make something other than spaghetti next time if-"

I laughed gently and kissed Patrick. "It was perfect. I loved it."

He blushed. "Thank you. So, do you want to head upstairs?" (A/N: All ya'll virgins ready for this?)

"Sure, 'Trick."

     Hand in hand, we walked upstairs to his dimly lit bedroom. He went to his dresser and rummaged around for his pajamas. I wrapped my arms around his waist from behind. "Can I borrow something to sleep in? I left my pyjamas in the car and I don't want to go get them."

     "Course you can, ma cherí."

"Thanks," I said, kissing the back of his neck.

"No problem. Here you go." Patrick handed me a plain black t-shirt.

     He continued to rummage for his pyjamas as I took off my black ripped jeans, black combat boots, and My Chemical Romance shirt and put on his shirt, which was long enough for me to not have to wear pajama bottoms. I tossed my stuff in the corner and climbed into bed with him. I grinned when I noticed his pyjamas. "Hey, you're wearing the Batman PJs I gave you for your birthday this year."

"They're my favourite," Patrick admitted.

"Aw, you're such a nerd."

"I'm your nerd." (A/N: oH BaAaAaAaArF)

     I kissed him on the cheek. "I wouldn't want it any other way." (A/N: oH sHoOt Me EwWwW)

     "Hey, I want a kiss on the lips," Patrick pouted.

     "Then come and get it," I smirked, getting ready to go.

Before I could run off, Patrick managed to grab hold of me and pin my arms to the bed. He positioned himself over me so his face was inches from mine. "Nice try."

"Aw, damn," I giggled.

     Patrick cupped my face with his hands and kissed me. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him back. As it grew more passionate, we rolled over and sat up so I was straddling him. His arms moved to the hem of my – his, whoever's – shirt. Breaking the kiss for just a moment, Patrick pulled off me, revealing a black sports bra.