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Patrick Stump // Allie //Smut

((Wowie finally I wrote something, so uh here's some smut that has fluff in it. A head's up, this is all in Patrick's P.O.V, I mainly got the idea to write this because I've been nasty and been reading smut for the past few days whilst listening to the album Soul Punk, so enjoy :) ))

There she was, underneath my grip, begging me to fuck her in her tipsy state. I haven't seen her in years, but here we were; hot, partially naked, whispering nasty, naughty things to one another. She was just so irresistible, even back when we were just dumb teenagers getting drunk in Andrews basement when his parents weren't home. I was in love with her, I wanted to do so much to her body, but I wanted to make her the happiest girl ever. Or at least feel like the happiest ever. Leaning down, I hungrily kissed her soft, plump, tender lips as if they were my life support. God, she's so perfect, how did I get so lucky into bumping into her at the local pub after all these years? Doesn't matter, all I need now is her, y/n. I bite her neck, leaving a bruise, satisfied when I hear her whimper and moan underneath me. I didn't want to fuck her just yet, I wanted this moment to last as long as possible. I'm not going to be that shy, insecure, and nervous kid I was back that one night; no I'm not going to be good this time, I need her. I crave her. Trailing one hand down her body, I reach her clothed womanhood. She's so wet already, and I've barley done a single thing to her. Chuckling, I rub her gently, tauntingly earning cries and pleas from her. She really wants me to fuck her, doesn't she? My fingers move her panties aside, god she's practically dripping, I shove two fingers into her. Moving them slowly, curling my fingers in all the right ways. Gazing up at her I see how her hair is a mess, her head leaned back, her eyes closed, her mouth agape as she moans my name. I move my fingers faster, my thumb pressing into her clit, rubbing circles. I feel my erection pressing harshly against my jeans, I pull my hand away from her womanhood, her whining from the lack of contact. Standing up I unbuckle my belt and undo my pants as I allow them to fall to my ankles. Stepping out of them I do the same for my briefs, only to climb back onto the bed, kissing her once more. No more foreplay, I need to feel her. Reaching down I line myself up with her entrance. Her hands make there way into my hair, pulling me down to passionately kiss me. Thrusting into her I let out a deep groan, she felt so good. I bite her lip, sucking on it as I quicken my thrusts. Her moves one of her hands to my back, digging her nails into my skin, her other hand still gripped in my hair. Hearing her sweet moans is already bringing me close to the edge. My thrusting get's fairly sloppy, my back burning from her leaving scratches along it. I didn't mind, "you're so fucking gorgeous," I tell her, kissing her deeply, as the both of us cum, together. I gently pull out of her, going to the hotels room restroom so I can get her a rag to clean herself up with. Returning to the room I toss the rag to her, all the while grabbing a pair of pajama pants off the dresser to slip on. "If you'd like you can stay the night, I know you're probably really tired since it is pretty late," I say looking to the clock as it reads 2:34 a.m., yeah she's defiantly going to stay the night. "Of course, Patrick, I'm drained from tonight. Plus, I want to try to catch up with you," she smiles warmly at me as she sets the rag on the nightstand and grabbing her shirt off the floor so she could sleep in it. We both climb under the covers, smiling at each other. Gosh, I missed this girl, it's been so long since I've seen her. She curls up next to me, her head on my chest. Reaching over I turn off the lamp, the room now black, as we get situated and comfortable under the covers, falling into a deep sleep, holding each other.

(( I hope you all enjoyed this, I'm actually really proud of how this came out. Let me know if you'd want a part 2 to this!))