slenderverse ships.. :]

♥️〰️♥️ (pabit)

(..smut)

Patrick sat on Michael's bed, painting his nails as he watched his phone, waiting for a text from at least SOMEONE. He eventually finished his nails and leaned back, resting against the pillows. As he scrolled through his phone a message appeared on his screen. "Took long enough." He rolled his eyes and sat up straight. It was just Habit, obviously bored. He usually had something better to do than text him. As they talked the hours passed. Around 10:00 pm things died down till the message, 'I'll break your back against my knee and fuck you till you're limp.' appeared. Patrick froze, a grin on his face. They continued from that, eventually making the deal of Patrick coming over.

Once he got ready he drove on over, adding last touches to makeup and such. He pulled into the driveway to see Habit, sitting in his porch with his handsaw in hand. He climbed out of his car and walked over. Habit stood and grinned. "Paaaaat!! There's my boy!!" He grabbed his ass, causing Pat to jump a bit. "Mhm, good to see you too honey." He pressed his lips against the god's chapped ones. They walked inside before Habit stopped him. "I'll get you a drink, just go prepare yourself while you wait." Habit winked, giving a light snicker as he walked off. The flamboyant man rolled his eyes and made his way to their bedroom they shared more often than not.

Habit walked in five minutes later to see the man in only his suspenders and boxers, on his phone. He set the drinks down on the night stand and looked down at Patrick, licking his lips. The boy looked up and took a sip of the drink before tossing his phone out of the way. He stood up and rolled his eyes as Habit sat down.

He fixed his suspenders and pulled the bow tie from his bag and putting it on before turning to see the eldritch being in only his jeans. "Don't be shy Pattyyyy, it's only me!!!" He grinned. Patrick climbed onto his lap to feel two larger hands placed on his hips. "Fuck I missed you.." Habit brushed some of the hair from Patrick's forehead. Patrick pushed his lips against his, moving his hand to make circles across his chest with his finger. Habit licked the twink's bottom lip and pulled his suspenders off, rubbing his ass as they exchanged saliva. Patrick pulled back and began to work Habit's pants off. Once done he climbed back up to his lap and kissed him. Habit grabbed him and kissed his neck, sucking on certain points. Moans soon filled the room as he pulled Patrick's boxers off. He tossed them and the suspenders out of the way as he removed his own. He stopped, licking up to his lips as the flamboyant boy trembled, shaky moans escaping his soft lips. Habit moved his fingers to his mouth "Suck." The god gave a soft growl as he shoved his fingers into Patrick's mouth. He immediately did so, aching for that feeling. One he was satisfied he pulled his fingers from his mouth and moved Patrick to his knees and got behind him, he applied the saliva to his member before stretching Pat out. "Hab- Habit I-" The twink cried. Another low growl came from the god as he continued. Patrick bit down on his bottom lip, tears escaping his eyes as a mix of pain and lust escaped his mouth. Once satisfied moans came from Patrick he stopped, lining his dick with the other's ass. He shoved his member into his ass. A loud moan escaped Patrick as his hands were pulled from behind his back, held up as Habit worked at a pace on him. "Habit- Habit honey-" He bit his lips and moaned, taking a deep breath before continuing his sentence. "I- fuck me-" He whined, his pace picking up. "Fuck me- fuck me!!" He cried, feeling a slap on his thigh. Another loud moan. Habit just smiled, leaning down and kissing his neck as the boy struggled, trembling. "God you really like this, don't you?" Patrick gasped as he felt the god continue at a faster pace. "Yes- Yeeeeesss.." He nodded. Soon another spanking. The twink threw his head back, biting his lip. "Break me like a fucking glow stick-!" He choked on words, his breath quickening. He came, shaking as the eldritch being continued without pity. "Faster-"

Habit pulled out, flipping him over and shoving his cock into his hole, working him till he moved with ease inside him. The god pinned Pat's hands over his head as he continued with a faster pace. "Fuck you're tight.." Habit bit his inner cheek, smiling. The being bent over to kiss the other's chest. Patrick trembled, his thighs bruised and red.  "Fuck me- I'm yours." He cried, as he felt himself let go. Habit began to bite down on the skin on the flamboyant boy's neck. This continued for awhile before Habit came, letting go of Patrick. The skinny boy collapsed, trembling as he gave a few weak moans. Habit slapped his thigh again before pulling out. He took a sharpie from the nigh stand and wrote his name on the man's ass. He kissed it and stood up, slipping his clothes on and walking out the bedroom door

(kinky)