Fan Fiction

Title: In Your Arms

 Author: trnoffthelights 

Fandom: Fall Out Boy

 Pairing: Patick/Pete

 Rating: R/Nc-17

 Summary: Patrick and Pete living out what they are always thinking...

Author’s Notes: This is my first one. Hope you can't tell. Hope you enjoy. Please don't bite my head off. Eek.

 

Ever since I walked into auditions for his 'unknown scene band' I knew that I would love him. He was so loud and confident and sexy. I was quiet and sat alone waiting my turn at the mic. When I went up he was friendly and didn't see the 'geeky' teen I truly was. I was nervous but I sung my heart out and pulled it off, he said that I was what he was looking for. I got butterflies thinking that maybe just maybe he loved me too. Then reality set back in, he meant the band. I looked away too embarassed to talk. He gave me the times for practice and I walked out of the door, speachless.

At every practice he stood out from Andy and Joe, he was couargeous. He owned the stage with his lyrics and presence. It was like he could see right through me when we played. I melted when I saw him. We got closer over all the gigs, and practices, and just hanging out writing. We talked about our fears and dreams. I felt safe telling him my secrets. I think he felt safe with me too.

The night before out big gig at the Hard Rock we were in our hotel room. Pete and I shared a room, as did Andy and Joe. We were just sitting around writing and coming up with new songs to play. He sat down beside me on my bed, while I was playing guitar. He reached across me to his ratty notebook of lyrics. He brushed across my chest and I felt a shock of electricity jolt through me. There was something about him. He must have felt it too, because as I started to get up, him beside me was too much to handle, he took my wrist and guided me back to him. He carefully tossed my guitar onto his bed and began kissing my neck softly. He obviously hadn't shaved in a while. His rough face, tickled my neck. It was so sensual, like as if he had wanted this for a long time, as I.

"Lay back", he whisperd gently pushing my back toward the pillows at the head of the bed. I willingly layed back enjoying his body on mine. His erection teasing the outside of my pants. I was no longer going to be the shy one. This was my chance.

"Can I?", I whimpered into his ear. He smiled at me, letting me know it was okay. I reached down caressing his theigh, slowly reaching for this throbing erection.

"Patrick...", Pete said questioningly.

"What..Did I..Did you not want me to?", Patrick asked embarassed at what he was doing with his best friend.

"No, silly. You need to get these damn pants off, your ruining the moment!", Pete giggled.

He reached down and unbuttoned my pants, slowly slipping them off and throwing them in the pile with his. He giggled again as he saw my now erect penis through my boxers. He slid over me, kissing my stomache, my chest, lifting my shirt over my head and discarding it with our other clothes on the floor. His chest against mine, I began kissing his shoulders, neck, lips. He roughly kissed me and slid back down stradling my waist. Pete started pulling the elastic on my boxers and letting it snap back down on my skin, teasing me, telling me what he wanted to do in one gesture. He winked and I arched my back to help him as he slid off my boxers. Still stradling me he began to kiss my stomache varying the length and pressure. He knew this got me off. He sat up as soon as I sighed.

"What Patrick?...What'd I do?", Pete asked worried.

"Your boxers are totally in my way!", Patrick playfully teased.

Pete really wanted it, you could tell when he jumped off of me and ripped them off, striking a playful pose afterwards. This made me giggle which Pete absolutely loved. He carefully placed himself on me again. Letting out a moan as I grabbed his hip, another thing that gets him going. He grunted as he reached in the side drawer for a small bottle.

"You ready?", he asked.

I nodded as he spread the substance on his fingers. I spread my legs as he went into my opening. I winced as he entered.

"You okay babe?", he asked making sure that it was okay to continue.

"I am more than okay", I said in a cocky manner that made Pete try harder than before.

He slipped in a third finger and scissored them. It was unbelivable. I moaned as he carried on pleasing me in the most wonderful ways. He stopped and slid up to my face. He kissed my nose and brushed his lips against mine. I licked his bottom lip, letting him know that I wanted to deepen our kiss. I felt his mouth, teeth, the roof of his mouth. Getting to know him just a little bit better. He drew back first, he obviously had another plan. Before he could I nibbled on his lower lip, which made him whimper. I knew that it was Pete's turn, I slip out from under him and took my position on top. Looking down at him, he was so beautiful. I leaned down and sucked on his nipple. He whisperd my name, letting me know that he wanted more.I teased a bit, biting his nipple, caressing his body.

"Patrick..please...", he gasped.

I continued on leaving butterfly kisses on this stomache, on his perfectly placed tatoo on his hip. Finally, one on the tip of his erection. He looked up at me and smiled. I began to lightly blow air on the tip.

"Oh god", Pete gasped as he shivered.

I steadily moved my mouth over Pete's erection holding him in my mouth, letting my tongue rest against the underside. He grapsed my shoulders because everytime I breathed he shivered. He ran his fingers through my hair letting me know that he liked it. I can feel him at the back of my throat. I can tell that he is liking this. I pull off letting the tip sit in my mouth, ever so softly sucking it. I had something else in mind for Pete.

I looked for the bottle of lube Pete had used earlier.

"Found it", I whispered to myself.

I used it and kissed him roughly on the lips. I stradled him making sure that we were both comfortable for what was about to happen.

I entered him slowly, he cried out my name as I did. Slowly I started thrusting in and out, each a little less painful than the on before it. After a couple minutes I sped up knowing that I was about to come.

"Peter!", Patrick screamed as he came.

I pulled out and collasped next to Pete. Holding him in my arms. Pete turned facing me and wiped the sweat from my forhead, kissing it afterwards. We laid there together in each others arms. Thats where I woke up. Still in Pete's arms.

 

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