Memories (series of one shots)

Sex God (patrick stump)

SEXUAL CONTENT WARNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! also there will be a ton of grammatical errors because I'm lazy and suck at grammar

Monument Tour has so far been a complete success. Everything is going as planned and New Politics, Paramore and my boys have rocked the many stages they've been on. It gets a bit tiring going from timezone to timezone mostly because this is my first time touring, im not used to all the sudden changes and long nights. Now of course im not the one on stage giving it my all I mainly watch from backstage or back in the bus and trailer areas. Tonight was another hard night, New Politics has already performed and Paramore is nearing the end of their performance. They have about one song left then the crew starts setting up for Fall Out Boy. Which takes about 30 minutes. Ive wanted to try something since about the third concert date and its been on my mind since that third concert. I have plan and as long as everything goes as planned it shouldn't be an issue. I watched as Patrick put on his outfit for the night that I planned to rip off him later. He had so much confidence when on stage and right before a show it amazed me. All my life since we were children he has always been this shy, anxious, worrisome guy and he still is but for this record whenever he's about to go on stage and is on stage he's like this confident, sex god but then about 10 minutes after a show he starts to shy away again. I hadn't realized but Patrick was telling me how their going back stage to help set up, I nodded. He walked out the door, then blew me a kiss. I caught it and pressed to my heart and mouthed good luck. I walked out the trailer a minute after he did. He was nearing backstage, perfect. I ran up and jumped on his back stealing his fedora and placing it on my head. I leaned forward and kissed his cheek.
"Luna! Come on. I need that!" He whined.
"Catch me if you can!" I giggled as I jumped off him back and started running.
On the right side of the stadium there are bleachers and from there you can see most of backstage and you can also see the tour buses and trailers if youre close enough. When Patrick yelled all the fans started yelling hoping he'd say hi. But then they all went silent. I got confused. I turned around and suddenly I was pinned up against his tourbus. Patrick pinned my arms above my head. There we go. This is the side I wanted to see. Confident, badass.
"What do you think youre doing?" He whispered, his lips centimeters from mine.
"This." I said then before he questioned I moved my lips towards his and bit his lip pulling him closer. His hands dropped and grabbed my waist. I jumped up wrapping my short legs around his torso and threaded my fingers through his soft hair pulling slightly. I could hear some fans gasp in disgust because they hate our relationship and are doing this in public and some scream 'Patrick kiss me like that!'. If they dont like it they can look away. This is supposed to be a private area anyways. I pulled away and whispered against his lips
"Inside." He nodded quickly. He opened the door and I quickly started to take off his shirt and jacket. We got to the back of the bus and he threw me down on the bed gentley. He practically ripped my shirt off and shorts. I began to unbutton his jeans and pull them down. I hadn't realized but he kicked his shoes off when we got in. Thankfully I wasnt wearing any. I dont want anyone or anything ruining our skin to skin contact. We laid on the bed, Patrick hovering above me kissing me with a fierce passion as he grinded our hips together. I had one hand traveling down to his boxers and another still tightly in his hair.
"You, looking hot everynight in your skin tight jeans and shirts being a confident sex god up on stage. Fuck, that turns me on." I whispered as he started kissing down my neck stopping every now and then to start a new hickey. He looked up and smirked at me. I couldn't handle this teasing any longer. Somehow I managed to flip us over. But before we get down and dirty, I decided that two can play at this game. I kissed his lips, jawline, adamsapple, collarbones and started to kiss back up but I stopped on his neck and gave him large hickeys on the areas that show most when hes up on stage. I knew for a fact that the ones close to the front would be able to see these. Paybacks a bitch. I finally decided that I had enough. I took off my bra and kissed him roughly as he took off his boxers and my underwear. I moaned into his mouth as I felt him touch me. He flipped us over and was now the dominant one. He started kissing all over neck again as he entered me. I bit my lip trying so hard not to moan aloud as he thrusted hard into me. Fuck if i moan everyone will hear me. These buses arent very soundproof and of course Fall Out Boy's bus had to be closest to the fucking seats. He continued knowing that I was having a internal conflict with myself decided what would be best. He groaned and he hit my gspot. I lost it. I couldn't contain myself any longer. I practically screamed.
"Fuck!" I screamed again as he hit it again. I pulled him by his hair and connected our lips and kissed him harder everytime I moaned. He groaned into the kiss. He pulled back and started biting my boobs.
"Fuck, Patrick, Im gonna-"
"Me too." He cut me off. And suddenly with a loud moan and a 'fucking hell' from Patrick we had orgasmed. We leaned down and looked at me in the eyes.
"I love you Luna." He whispered.
"I love you too Trick." I winked kissing him softly.
"Patrick come on 5 minutes!" I could hear Pete knock and yell from outside the bus.
"Shit!" I yelled. I quickly found one of his tshirts that he left on the ground from 2 nights ago and put on my bra and underwear and I put on his shirt and stole the jacket he was going to wear tonight.
"Where are my jeans?" He asked pacing back and forth worriedly.
"Honey. Their right here." I said rubbing his back handing them to him. I found his fedora out in the living area and found Patrick in the bathroom looking at the damage i had done. He glared at me. I noticed he had about 4 huge hickeys on his neck. I laughed and fixed his hair. I gave him his fedora. I pulled the anxious man into a hug.
"Patrick. What happened to that confident guy you were 40 minutes ago? Come on Trick! Youre going to rock that stage and you know why?" I asked him looking him in the eyes. He shook his head. "Because youve done it a million times before and everyone out in that audience most likely wants to fuck you. Even if you mess up they will still love you. Hell, they'd love you even if you cancelled a show." His eyes got big. "I promise youre going to do amazing. Youre up on stage with Pete, Andy and Joe and I'm always backstage in you need me. Hayleys right there side stage if you need a confidence boost you know she'll tell you youre doing amazing." I finally finished speaking. He stared at me then put his hands on my waist and put me up on the tiny bathroom sink and kissed me. He kissed me nose then looked at me,
"Thank you Luna. I love you so much."
I could tell the confident man from 4 minutes was back. "Go on, you have a show to rock!" I laughed. I grabbed his hand and ran with him backstage.
"Youre so fucking lucky that they had difficulties setting up and the sound wasn't right." Pete said glaring. "Woah wait. Patrick Stump and Luna Richie have hickeys. I thought i'd never see the day where Patrick Stump was the one giving hickeys. Way to go man!" Pete said laughing.
"He um, has always gave hickeys but they were always in easy to hide places." I said blushing.
"Boys, go get in your places." I heard Hayley laugh. Patrick kissed my lips quickly.
"Have fun out there fucker and remember what I told you!" I laughed as he ran off.
"I got it babe." He yelled back smirking. Wait he never calls me babe. Yup. Confident Stump was back in action.
Through out the show when it got quiet I could hear girls screaming about the love bites that covered his neck and eachtime I laughed even harder.
"You did that on purpose didn't you?" I heard Hayley come up and ask.
"Of course I did." I said smirking.
"Youre the devil, Luna. Now he has to face millions of fans for a few nights tweeting about his hickeys." She started laughing.
"Oh darn, I didnt want to see that happen!' I spoke sarcastically.
"Come on lets go watch from side stage." She said pulling me. Patrick looked over and flipped me off and winked. And I mouthed 'When, where and how hard?' He blushed madly. and looked back down at his millions of family members cheering him on as he sang and spoke.