From Under The Christmas Tree (Peterick Smut)

Kink: blowjobs
Ship: Pete/Patrick
Top: Patrick
Bottom: Pete
Words: 392

On the second day of Christmas...

"Mistletoe."

My eyes look up to see the green bloom above us decorated with red berries and snow. I smile softly, my grin soft in the red and green lights, "You put that there, didn't you?"

Patrick smiles softly, pulling me close, "Maybe,"

My lips meet his soft and warm, my smile beginning to show as his hands wrap around my waist and pull me closer.

I begin to get an idea and pull him out from under the mistletoe towards the wall, pressing him flat against it, he gives me a confused glance, "What are you..."

I hold my finger to his lips and drop to my knees, unbuckling his belt and letting his jeans and boxers pool at his ankles.

"Fuck,"

I take him in my mouth, making him go from limp to hard in just a few seconds. He tries to pull away but I only pin him to the wall and suck harder.

"Pete, God," I don't reply, instead I take a deep breath and shut my eyes, taking him all into my mouth and feeling him hit the back of my throat. I choke softly but gradually control over my gag reflex again.

I stay still as soon as he's got the back of my mouth and look up expectantly.

He smirks, "You want me to fuck your mouth, Baby?"

I nod eagerly, his dick bobbing up and down in my mouth.

He clutches the back of my hair and begins thrusting in and out of my mouth with sharp, unrhythmic thrusts. I choke but he keeps going so I have to force myself to breathe through my nose and try to just tolerate it.

"J-Jesus, Pete, your mouth feels so good around me." Patrick groans, his eyes rolling back, "I'm so close..."

I hum around him, letting the vibration get to his cock as he continues to force my head up and down his shaft.

He lets out one last whorish moan and releases down my throat, clenching my hair tightly. I wait for it to run into my mouth and swallow obediently then rise to my feet, kissing him again.

"You're a slut, Wentz," Patrick whispers.

"Only for you, Stump," I laugh, "Merry Christmas, Babe."

"Merry Christmas."

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