(A/N):

Description: You're trying to come up with a lap dance, and Patrick walks in on you. So things get a little heated ;))

Word Count: 1438

Also I was going to make Patrick really dominant in this, and it starts out that way, but then I decided to make him really sweet and cute so yay :3 and it's also almost five in the morning, so I really need to go to bed haha

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I tightened my ponytail as I walked back into my living room, stopping in front of the chair that sat in the middle of the room. I used used a tiny remote I had to turn on some music, which played from the speakers around the room.

The current song that was playing was Take You Down by Chris Brown. I straddled the chair and moved my hips to the rhythm of the music, pretending that someone was sitting there.

I was a dancer, and I was trying to come up with a lap dance. Not that I would be using it anytime soon, considering I was single. But hopefully that would change soon.

I got off of the chair and turned around, so my bum was hovering over the seat. I swayed my hips to the music, slowly pushing my hips down where someone's crotch would be.

I sighed and stood back up, feeling slightly embarrassed. I ignored the feeling and got back onto the chair, moving my hips to the music again.

"Hey, (Y/N)- whoa." A voice broke me out of my concentration. I jumped off of the chair and fell to the floor before quickly hopping up. Only to see Patrick standing in the doorway of the room.

"I, uh, hi." I stuttered, my eyes wide. Patrick's eyes scanned my body, causing me to realize I was only on a sports bra and some tight gym shorts. "Hi." He blushed, "What are you doing?"

"Oh, I was just doing some uh, work." I chuckled awkwardly, trying to cover my bare body. "Do you need help?" Patrick asked, walking over. Before I could object Patrick sat down in the chair, a grin on his face.

"Come on, it'll be fun." He smiled. I rolled my eyes and walked over to him. "Fine, but no touching." I said sternly, a small smile on his face. He nodded and shoved his hands under his bum, earning a giggle.

I changed the music, turning on So Anxious by Ginuwine. I walked back over to Patrick and hesitantly straddled his lap. For the six years that I've known the band I've had a huge crush on Patrick, so this was quite awkward for me.

I slowly started moving to the beat of the music, my hips doing small figure eights above Patrick's lap. I put my hands on the back of the chair before gently pushing my hips down against Patrick.

His breathing hitched as I slowly started moving in slow circles. Patrick's breathing hitched as I added a little more pressure, just to tease him. I got off the chair and turned around like before.

I slowly moved my bum over his lap, swaying to the music. I let out a gasp as Patrick's hands grabbed my hips and pushed them down. "Such a fucking tease." He growled and I could feel is forming bulge.

He stood me back up and turned me around before putting me back in his lap. He ran his hands down the sides of my body, stopping at my bum to squeeze. I stared at him wide eyed, I'd never thought Patrick would be like this.

"Is this okay?" He asked quietly, looking up into my eyes. I felt my stomach erupt in butterflies as I looked back at him. "Yeah, it's- it's okay." I said quietly, feeling my cheeks heat up.

Patrick smiled up at me before slowly leaning in an connecting our lips. I sat shocked for a minute before moving my lips against Patrick's own soft ones. I pulled him closer by the back of his neck, earning a small groan.

I pushed my hips down onto Patrick's, trying to create some friction. He moaned into my mouth, his hands pushing my hips down harder. I pulled away from Patrick and moved to his neck, kissing and sucking the soft, pale skin.

Patrick stood up and wrapped my legs around his waist. I continued kissing his neck as he carried me to my bedroom, laying me down on the bed, him now on top.

Patrick sat up and pulled of his jacket and shirt. He leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to my lips before reaching his hands behind me. He rubbed his hands on my back, a confused look on his face as he tried to unhook my bra.

I watched him for a few more seconds before bursting into laughter. He looked down at me and pouted. "I can't find the clasp thingy." He mumbled. "Trick, it's a sports bra. If doesn't have a clasp." I giggled and sat up before pulling the bra over my head.

He blushed as he looked at my bare chest. I watched as he leaned down and took one of my nipples in his mouth, his hand massaging the other. I moaned and ran my hands through his soft hair, pulling it lightly.

Patrick stopped after a while and moved lower, pressing soft kisses to my stomach and stopping my my thighs. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of my shorts and underwear, pulling them down before dropping them in the floor.

He licked his lips before looking up at me for consent. I nodded my head and he smiled before pulling apart my folds and licking a strip. He sucked on my clit as he pushed a finger in, slowly pumping it.

"Fuck," I whimpered, arching my back. I fisted the white sheets, letting out moans as Patrick increased the speed of his finger. He swirled his tongue around my clit and curled his fingers.

"Fuck Trick, right there." I whimpered, tugging his hair. Patrick smirked as curled his fingers again, hitting that spot inside of me. I felt my stomach tighten before I came on Patrick's fingers with a loud moan.

He pulled them out and put them into his mouth, tasting my juices. I moaned at the sight and Patrick chuckled before pulling his fingers out. "You're turn." I breathed, sitting up. But Patrick shook his head.

"I just want to make you feel good." He smiled, pushing me back down and pressing out lips together so I could taste myself. Patrick pulled away for a few seconds to pull down his pants and boxers.

I felt my stomach flutter as I looked at Patrick's hard length. He wasn't the biggest, probably six or seven inches, but he was really thick. I wrapped my hand around him and slowly pumped, earning a low moan.

Patrick got his wallet out of his pants and pulled a condom out of it. He ripped it open with his teeth before sliding it onto his dick. I lay back down and spread my legs as Patrick positioned himself between them.

He entwined out fingers with one hand as the other spread softly massaged my thigh. He pressed our lips together as he slowly pushed in. "Oh my god." I whined into Patrick's mouth.

He stopped his movements and looked down at me. "Are you okay?" He asked, his hand moving up to push some hair out of my face. "Yeah, you're just so fucking big." Patrick blushed and gave me a quick kiss before moving his hips again.

He sped up his thrusts, his hips hitting my own. I dug my nails into Patrick's shoulders and drug them down, leaving red marks on his pale skin. He hissed but kept going, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room.

"You feel so good around me." Patrick moaned into the crook of my neck, his hot breath sending shivers through my body. I bit back a moan as Patrick hit my g-spot, causing pleasure to shoot through me.

"I'm close," I choked out through moans. Patrick nodded and thrust faster. "I'm close too." He grunted, his thrusts becoming sloppier. After a few more thrusts I moaned out and came around him, my eyes clenched shut and mouth open.

Patrick came after one last thrust, a loud moan leaving his lips. He pulled out and took off the condom, throwing it into the trash can by my bed before rolling over next to me.

I cuddled into his side as he pulled the duvet over our naked bodies. Patrick wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed the top of my head, his fingers tracing patterns on my skin.

"I know I probably should've asked this before, but would you like to go on a date with me?" Patrick asked quietly, a small chuckle leaving his lips. "If love to." I smiled up at him, giving him a chaste kiss.