Baby, it's cold outside.

chapter six.

Holy shit.

You didn't even have time to think before Patrick was on you, kissing you, hands gripping your hips harder than expected, but of course you didn't argue, this was better than any words you could even try to form right now. You were on your back, Patrick had straddled you easily like that, kissing you deeply, a bit rough, but that was completely okay with your standards. Patrick moved his hands a little, fingers slowly sneaking down your shirt and around, feeling up and down your back which made you arch up into him quickly. Jeeze, the guy knew how to work his hands and how to kiss perfectly, and he wasn't as innocent as when you first met him either. You whimper softly, feeling his tongue push past your lips, exploring your mouth, tongue wrapping around your own. Your own hands though went to work, seeming that there was nothing wrong of getting some clothes off, and besides, you've wanted to see Patrick's body anyways. 

"I'm gonna make you feel beautiful," Patrick hummed against your lips, pulling back before his lips started to kiss along your jaw and neck softly. You sighed out, biting your bottom lip, eyes shut as one of your hands got the belt off the older man. You got to unzip and unbutton his pants before a loud gasp left your mouth, feeling Patrick's teeth sink right into your soft spot. 

Oh.

You sighed through your nose, whimpering softly, the bite being a slight bit rough, but that only turned you on more. You felt his hand quickly go up, turning your head so he had more room, and arched into whatever touch you could get. He was more rough than you expected, but you weren't complaining here, no, it felt amazing. He sucked and bit along your skin, and you were pretty sure there might be hickeys to show for that tomorrow. Patrick licked across your collarbone, hands going to quickly take off your shirt. You blushed, watching as his eyes scanned your body, a smirk forming on his lips. You sighed heavily, tugging at his shirt, and his smirk grew. He sat up a little, taking off his shirt, messing up his hair, and your eyes raked over his body. You knew he had lost weight, and his body seemed slightly more toned, a little chubby, but you thought it was more than adorable. Patrick leaned back down, sucking on whatever skin he could get his hands on, growling a little when your bra got in the way. You felt it get pretty much ripped off of you, and you bit your lip harder, his hands going straight for your breasts, squeezing them. 

"P-Patrick," you whine, eyes falling shut as he kept at it, squeezing and playing with your nipples. You arched your back suddenly, his teeth biting and grazing over the skin, one of your hands squeezing the covers tightly. God, he was so good with all of this, and you wanted more, as much as you could possibly get. Patrick's mouth trailed down, leaving tiny marks on some parts of your skin, but soon got to your jeans that have might of been too tight for this situation. He seemed to fumble a little with the zipper, and you had to hold back a laugh, because he was getting frustrated and it was more than cute. Once he got them pulled down, he pretty much pulled your panties half-way down as well, making your whole face turn bright red. 

"Beautiful," Patrick smirked, making you watch him with hooded eyes. God, you never thought you'd see Patrick Stump in beween your legs, and now it's finally happened.