One shots for peterick

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Pete POV
I bit my lip walking around the store I knew if I didn't come back with what mikey wanted I'd get a huge beating.
I looked at the beer knowing I couldn't steal this I had never stolen a day in my life.
" you know you shouldn't make it obvious when you do this" a man whispered in my ear wrapping arms around my waist.
" just pretend you are looking at the label and put it in your coat pocket I'll take care of the rest" he whispered. And walked off talking to the cashier and I slipped one . I wasn't going to push my luck a few minutes later he walked over to me.
" sorry sir we didn't find what we were looking for" he chuckled softly walking me out.
" I'll give you a job if it's the lack of money that's got you stealing " he chuckled softly pulling me closer.
" I need a bed warmer and you look perfect. Are you even old enough to drink?" He grabbed the beer out of my pocket.
" no I'm not allowed to drink or mikey gets angry " I mumbled softly.
" ah so you do it for him?" He asked and I looked up actually looking at his face. My eyes got wide it was Patrick stump he was a famous singer and he just taught me how to steal a beer.
" uh y-yeah he gets angry " I bit my lip keeping my head down.
" oh you are definitely coming home with me  my little thief" he chuckled softly. I felt him look down my body. I had read in the papers he had just gone through a bad divorce.
" I-I need to get back to mikey " I bit my lip harder.
" can't you just forget about him ? Even for a little while?" He pressed me against a wall.
" please my little thief " he kissed at my neck making me gasp.
" please " he repeated pressing his lips against mine grabbing under my legs to pull me up . 
" yes" I whispered mikey hadn't been like this in years only when we first started dating. Now it was just rough sex with his drunken breath against my face or his fist beating against my body. This man could show me so much he could care about me maybe he wouldn't cheat either- or maybe he would just use me to take out his pain on. I pulled my phone out calling mikey.
" m-ah mikey I'm. N-not coming h-home" I panted softly letting Patrick lead me away my phone shattering against the ground.
Years later.....
I sat under Patrick's arm on our couch.
Our dog sat curled behind my legs as Patrick played with my hair.
" you know you're a better thief than I thought don't you? " he stood up getting on one knee.
" because you stole my heart" he pulled out a beautiful ring

" will you do me the honor of becoming my husband while you're at it?" He held my hand and I started crying.
" yes yes I will " I leaned over and kissed him hard. I crawled up one my hands and knees. He stood up still kissing me after putting the ring on my hand.
" oh little one you are in for so much tonight " he growled making me practically moan. He threw me over his shoulder carrying me to our play room.
" on your tummy love undressed " he chuckled softly kissing my cheek walking to the closet getting a pillow for the bed I laid across it in only my panties that he loved to take off. He grabbed my ass with both hands making me gasp. He slid the pillow under my hips sliding down my panties. He licked his lips kissing down my back spreading my legs more so he could lick me. I moaned feeling his tongue ghost over my hole.
" ah Patrick please!" I gasped softly he had never done this before. I felt him press his tongue in slightly reaching under me to stroke my hard on and balls luckily I wasn't getting a cock ring tonight.  He pressed two fingers into me licking between them.
Soon he was fucking me making me cry out. I felt him lean down and bit my neck as he finished lazily stroking me to my finish. He leaned down to kiss me and I laughed covering his mouth.
" you literally just had your tongue in my ass babe brush your teeth" I kissed his cheek and he chuckled softly.

A few months later I walked down the isle holding some flowers it was a small ceremony filled with tears from us and I love yous and the best part two I dos .