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Patrick was lying on his side with his back pressed against Pete's in a seemingly futile attempt to sleep in the cramped backseat of Joe's van. Joe himself was long since passed out, his face pressed on the cool glass of the passenger side window. Andy was on autopilot as he drove the van through the dark and twisted roads of wherever they were. He could barely register anything happening next to him, let alone behind him. Pete snored lightly as he wriggled closer into Patrick. He then turned and pressed his face against the nineteen year old's neck. Patrick could feel the hot air on the blonde hairs of his neck as Pete had somehow nuzzled impossibly closer. 'Goddammit Pete! Why now?' Patrick said to himself as he tried desperately to keep his cool. That idea went right out the window though as soon as he felt Pete rut into his back with a whimper. Oh no. OH NO. What was Patrick supposed do? He couldn't just wake Pete up and risk him being embarrassed enough to leave the band, not mention, Patrick's too awkward for his own good and would probably make this situation 100x worse. Oh god, oh god! Don't move don't breathe, don't move don't breathe, don't move don't- "Oh Patrick, please~" A wanton moan vibrated against his neck and Pete ground on his ass. Pete was dreaming about him?! Oh Jesus. He could feel the bassist's hard-on pressed on him and, ashamed as he would be to admit, Patrick's body reacted instinctively without his permission and ground against it. Oh lord, why now? Why at ass 'o clock in the morning in the back of a van in the middle of bum fuck nowhere? Couldn't this have happened somewhere else? "Ohhhh Trick, ohhhhhh godddd~" With that, Patrick felt Pete's grinding and thrusting come to a holt and felt the elder's body shake as he came in his skinny jeans, whilst still pressed against Patrick's body and fell back into a quiet sleep. After about a good ten minutes, Patrick palmed himself as discreetly as he could and released in his shorts with a silent moan, with Pete still pressed against him, fast asleep. Patrick soon joined him. Pete smiled in his sleep all night long.



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