Tails Of A Love Triangle {Collab}

Chapter 7

{this ones kinda cutesie kinda dirty peterick so prepare yourselves. The next chapter will revolve around trohley since this one revolved around peterick }

Pete got home from school that day overly happy, laying on his bed and pulling out his phone. He then decided to FaceTime Patrick- at a very inconvenient time, might he add.

Patrick jumped, feeling his phone buzz in his pocket, which really wasn't helping his situation. He pulled his phone out, seeing Pete's name on the screen. He sighed, evening his breath before answering.

"Hey, Trick! Looking cute as always, my dear." He said sweetly. Patrick turned even more red than he already was, his free hand continuing what he was doing prior. Pete noticed his uncomfortable look, and immediately started questioning. "You okay?" He asked first. Patrick nodded, wincing slightly afterward. Pete raised an eyebrow, scanning over Patrick's facial expression and the way his ears twitched and flattened. "Wait a minute- are you jacking off?" Pete said hesitantly.

Patrick's hand immediately bolted away from himself as he shook his head rapidly. He perked his ears up, trying to right himself again, while pulling his jeans back up with one hand.

"You sure about that, kid? That's what it seemed like." Petes voice suddenly lowered, "Was it about me....?" Patrick's eyes widened, staringo at the screen. Pete chuckled. "I'm joking. Does it help if I...." Pete trailed off briefly, then threw his head back in fake pleasure. "Fuck, Patrick!" He yelled, bluffing a moan. Patrick squealed, moaning softly and losing it right there. Pete clamped a hand over his mouth. He was only kidding, but fuck, that was hot. He watched as Patrick trembled in his afterglow, his ears twitching and eyes closed. After a moment his head shook briefly, then he looked back up at Pete and gasped, attempting to hide his blushed out face. His ears flattened as he turned his head away, flustered and embarrassed.

Pete winced, squeezing himself through his jeans to try and calm down his raging boner.

"It's okay. Every guy does it. If you ask a boy if they've jacked off before and they say no, they're, fucking lying to your face- unless they're like 5- because everybody does it." Pete said with a giggle. Patrick looked up at that, ears flicking back to life and his face looking less like he was hanging upside down for too long.

Patrick nodded slowly, turning off his camera. Pete nodded. "I respect that," he said softly. "I'm not gonna be a dick." Pete lay his head down, making sure Patrick could still see him. Patrick looked at him, tail wagging behind his body and hitting the sheets on his bed.

"That's your tail, right....?" Pete asked slowly. Patrick hummed an affirmative, and Pete relaxed slightly. "Good," he said with a chuckle. Patrick smiled, shifting slightly and watching Pete through the camera.

"Want me to go?" Pete asked. Patrick hummed a no, and Pete shrugged. "Alright. Now, about the dance.... It's a winter dance, so.... I was thinking a darker blue for me, a lighter baby blue for you?" Pete asked. Patrick thought for a moment, ears twitching before he said quietly;

"I have a baby blue suit and bow tie," Pete smiled at the sound of his voice.

"Awesome. I- oh, gotta go. Mom made snacks. Talk later?" Pete asked. Patrick let out a soft, "okay," and Pete smiled before hanging up. Patrick lay there, sighing and daydreaming. His tail hung over his body, the tip curled downward as he lost himself in thought.

After a little while, he felt extremely sleepy, finding it hard to keep his eyes open. He yawned, curling up under the covers and muttering the only thing on his mind:

"P'tey...."