Kink: orgasm delay, vibrators, blowjobs
Ship: Gerard/Patrick
Top: Gerard
Bottom: Patrick
Words: 800

On the first day of Christmas...

(So this is gonna be like a 12 day countdown to Christmas and I made a fluff/smut for each day with different ships... I'll start posting the 30 day smut challenge again after this but I just wanted to let you know. Merry Christmas!!!)

"WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP ITS CHRISTMAS!" Patrick yells into my ear.

I scream in surprise, jumping and ending up falling out of bed. Patrick manages to save me just before I fall to the ground, his hand pulling at my shoulder.

"Merry Christmas, Gerard..." He giggles.

"Merry Christmas, Baby," I laugh as he pulls me up into his arms... er... him into my arms.

"I have a surprise first," I whisper into his ear, he shudders under me and I know his mind has gone straight to where I want it, "Close your eyes and spread your legs."

"Gerard," he blushes.

"Just trust me, Baby. I'm gonna make you feel so good," I whisper.

He groans but lays back in bed and complies, covering his eyes with his hands and spreading his legs.

I reach under the bed and open the box quickly, pulling out the new vibrator, handcuffs, and cockring and placing them beside me on the bed.

I pull down Patrick's boxers, freeing his semi-hard cock for me to see.

"What are you doing...?" He asks.

"You'll find out in a moment," I reply as I handcuff his hands to the bed, "I'm gonna make you come so hard..."

He whimpers, his eyes still shut and his cheeks beginning to flush.

"You can open your eyes,"

His eyes flutter open and his cheeks go a bright red when he sees the vibrator and cockring.

"Shit, Gerard, how much did that cost?" he breaths.

"I can't tell you," I purr, putting the cockring on him and reaching back under the bed for the remote and lube.

I lube up the toy and softly stroke his cock trying to get him to relax a little before I line up the toy and slowly press it in.

He moans, rolling his hips against it.

"Calm down, Baby," I whisper, "I'm getting there."

He whimpers as I continue to press it in, stretching him and letting him adjust as I go. It's pretty big, bigger than me at least but I know how much he likes being filled up so... it was worth it.

I press it in as far as it goes, he's whimpering in pleasure and pain the whole time. His hands tugging against his handcuffs.

"Does that feel good, Baby?" I ask.

"Mhmm," He hums.

I turn it on, his eyes go wide, a half grunt, half moan leaves his lips and he bucks up against my hand as I adjust the toy to press right against his—

"OH MY GOD RIGHT THERE!" He screams, his eyes squeezed shut.

I chuckle, squeezing myself softly through my boxers and feeling my length throb in response.

I thrust the toy in and out of him, hitting his prostate over and over again, right there.

"Gerard... Please..." he whimpers.

"Already close?" I ask, thrusting the toy in and out of him, "Hmm... I think you can hold it a little longer."

I kiss his tip softly and take him in my mouth, still thrusting the toy in and out of him.

"Gerard, Baby, Please..."

I shake my head and keep the vibrator held against his prostate while I continue to suck and lick, the warmth of his length bobbing in and out of my mouth.

He bucks his hips up desperately, "Please, it... hurts..."

I don't reply, only rest my hand on his stomach and press down slightly.

"Gerard!"

No reply, I lick a strip from his balls to his tip and smirk mischievously.

"Gee, please?" He begs.

I push down more, he yelps.

"P-please..."

I pull off the cockring but I can't get my face away fast enough before he's coming all over my face and at that point I'm jerking away as fast as I can.

It's in my goddamn hair and forehead and eyes and cheeks and mouth and I splutter out the disgusting taste.

"I hate you," I growl.

He laughs softly, tiredly but I don't unlock his handcuffs yet. Instead, I turn off the vibrator, scoop up some of the cum accumulated on his stomach and smirk at his distraught face before I spread it all across his face, making him splutter some out as well.

"I love you, too, Bastard," he growls.

I unlock his handcuffs and ask, "You wanna take a shower?"

"How could I not?"

I laugh softly and pull him up, "Merry Christmas, Baby."

"Merry Christmas."