We Are: Hearts, Lies And Friends

It's Time For Me To Fall Apart, right in your arms

Patricks POV

After having to fight getting out of our own wedding, thanks to the paparazzi, we borded the plane and landed in Japan about two hours ago. I swear it gets more beautiful everytime I see it. Tokyo is one of my favorite places to visit not just for the sights, but the culture. I fumble with my headphone while Pete checks us into the hotel. The very attractive women and the front desk is shamlessly flirting with Pete, but as she checks the computer and realized hes rented the honeymoon suite gears begin to turn in here head. It finally sets in that Pete is playing for the other team, so she stops stalling and just gives us the room key.

We walk awkwardly down the silent hall, the only noise being the squeaking of our suitcase wheels. Pete slides the card. There's a buzz and the door opens, revealing the steretypical scenery of a suitehearts themed room. I must confess, I'm a little in Love with it. I've always been into clichés. I turn to my left, searching for Pete, when suddenly a pair of tan, inked arms snake around my waist. He pulls me closer into a tight hug, and I can feel the body heat through the thin fabric of my shirt. Suddenly a pair of soft lips are placed on my neck, sucking and biting the skin, and I tilt my head, giving him better access. His lips dissapear from my skin, introducing each cell to a burst of cold air. Pete kicks the door shut, locks it, and grabs my wrist pulling me to the heart shaped bed. 

As we practically fall over onto the bed, Pete scrambles to take my shirt off. As much as I Love the thought of Petes calloused fingers on my exterior, my grumbling interior is a little more of a priority. "Babe. Are you hungry?" he says, placing his lips back to my neck. "A little." "Yeah so am I" he says with a huff, climbing off of me. "Well seeing as how it's 2:45 A.M what are we gonna do? Room service?" "Nah. Lets go to the Mcdonalds up the street. "Really Pete. We're in Japan and you wanna get something we can eat at home" I giggle. 'Well I'd really rather be eating you up. But I guess I can save that for dessert" He says, nibbling on my ear. I let out a soft moan as Pete slides his hand downward to my crotch, touching me lightly, but still enough to turn me on. I can almost feel the blood pooling in my abdomen. 

I was so lost in my own world I didn't notice Pete had moved away until he said "Come on, I'm craving french fries!" while rushing throught the door. As we pass the front desk, the girl who checked us in walked up to us. "I'm sorry to bother you, but I Love Fall Out Boy so much, can I please get an autograph and a picture!" she says handing a notepad to Pete. He chuckles "Yeah sure. I noticed your Fall Out Boy band but I thought you hadn't recognized us!" "Pshh Of course I did! I just can't ask for autographs on the clock, but my shift just ended" I finish signing it and we take a picture with her. "Thank you guys!" "It was nothing Youngblood!" I say highfiving her.

Petes POV

Patrick uses his full body to press me against the wall right outside our hotel room. I draw a straight line with my tounge cfrom his collar to his ear. He grabs my ass, lifting me up and I wrap my legs around his torso. He swipes the card one handedly and carries me over to the bed. He places me on the bed gently, laying directly on top of me. His tongue exploring my mouth, searching everywhere as is it'll find something new. "Clothes. Off. Now."  he growls with a sudden tone of ferocity. I Love this side of him. I stand up, lifting my shirt over my head, and carlessly tossing it across the room. I stare Patrick in the eyes, slowly peeling off my pants, teasing him with my body language.  I can see the passion burning in his eye. Not just the want, but the NEED to feel our bodies touch. I know exactly how he feels. I'm longing to caress his 'peaches and cream' complex. 

My fingers slick with lube, I begin to prod his virginal entrance. His eyes grow wide at the new feel. I push in until I'm knuckle deep, allowing him to settle and strech around my finger, then slowly begin to move back and forth. After a minute or so of this, I add a second finger. I look at Patricks face, and he has a slightly pained expression. I place soft kisses on his chest circling his nipple with my index finger. His pained expression now gone, I crash my lips into his, practically drinking him. The kiss is sloppy but passionate. Made of Love.  "Pete," he says pulling away from the kiss "I'm ready." I grin. I reach over to the dresser, grabbing a condom and tube of lube. Right before I could open the wrapper, Patrick snatches it out of my hand. I look at him quizzically, before he whispers "Bareback it." This makes my cock twitch. I eagerly grab the lub, slathering some on him, and then myself. 

I position myself at his entrance, waiting for Patrick to finish mentally preparing for what's about to happen. He looks at me and nods, allowing me entrance into a previously forbiden zone. He gasps as I push inside of him, clawing for the bedsheets on either side of him. I'm about halfway inside of him, holding as still as possible, allowing his to stretch and settle. I see a single tear roll down his cheek. "Patrick. Do you want me to stop?" "No. No just give me a second" we sit there a few more seconds in complete silence. "Okay. Go." I push forward, not stopping until all of me is inside of him. He lets out a puff of breath. I pull out slowly, pushing back in only about half way again.

I slowly, but surley pick up the pace. Soft moans fill the room, becoming louder and louder as the thrust get stronger. As I'm pumping in and out of him, I grab his dick. I begin to jerk him slowly. Teasing him. Oh, how I Love to tease him. This time he claws for the bedsheets in pleasure, not in pain. He pulls me in, and we share a deep, passionate kiss. I begin to suck at Patricks neck- his sweet spot- leaving a trail of hickies. Patrick moans loudly, as I increase my speed yet again. Now the real fun begins. I angle myself in just the right position and ram myself into him. "FUUUUCK PETE OH GOD YES, JUST LIKE THAT." I begin to jerk him even fast, and I can tell he's close, and so am I. "What's my name? I can't hear you. Say it louder!" "PETE, PETE HOLY FUCK YES PETE"

He cums with a loud moan all over my hand. This sets me off, pushing myself as deep as possible, cumming inside him. I roll over panting, trying to catch my breath.

"I Love you Trick"

"I Love you too babe.