He leaned in and pressed his lips on Patrick's gentle ones. One occasionally pulled away quickly and breathed hot breath into the others face. His hand slid down to his waist and gripped tightly as he leaned into Patrick's body and roughly pressed harder on his lips again and again. Pete pushed Patrick down onto the bed. Patrick was gasping for air. Pete leaned in close again to press his nose against Patrick's. He carefully and slowly undid his belt and slid down his pants, watching Patrick's face as he did this. After throwing the pants across the room, he leaned back over Patrick and rubbed his nose against his neck. He then trails his tongue on it slowly.
Patrick shivers.
"You drive me fucking insane," breathes Pete softly. Patrick smirks as he says this.
YOU ARE READING
Patrick. (a short story)
أدب الهواة(hI wArnInG: idk what the fuck I was on whilst writing this so im sorry if this is crap) This is my first peterick fan fiction. um it might be really shitty but hey I put a lot of time and effort into it so I hope you like it (whenever I decide to a...
