sorry i dont have any soecific requests but could you write literally anythung peterick, especially slight dubcon Patrick and slightly older Pete, so sorry im kida drunki just reaölllyyy love yr peterick writing!!!
hii okay sorry this is very late but here i am.
patrick is barely 18, and he’s full of rage and easily aroused.
patrick’s in his usual pissy mood, curled up, knees his to his chest on the bench seat of the van after a show. he’d immediately walked out of the back door of the venue once it had ended. the only one who noticed was pete, who was fed up with this kid’s behaviour. it was a great show!! what’s his fucking problem?!?
pete knew not to immediately follow him, the last time he did that he got spat on and a black eye. he didn’t mind the spit, actually he’d licked it off his arm once out of view from patrick, but the black eye hurt, and didn’t go away for a good week. so he finds a cute girl who looks to be about a year younger than him and makes out with her.
he lets patrick simmer down for a good ten minutes before walking out back, telling the girl he just had to go do something. she was pissed, but doesn’t care. sliding the van door open, only to be greeted with a loud “fuck off pete, holy shit leave me alone!”
he climbs onto the bench seat, and sits on his knees infront of patrick.
patrick kicks a leg out in an attempt to kick pete away, but he grabs it instead and shoves it to the side so his thighs part. he scoots closer and sits up, putting his hands on the youngers shoulders and pushing him hard back into the door.
“what’s your fucking problem? huh?”
“get off of me!” god he sounds so bitchy. he kicks and squirms in an attempt to get out of pete’s grasp but it’s no use when pete shoves him again into the door.
“i’m so sick of you guys- why the fuck do you smell like perfume?!” he knew exactly why.
“why do you care?!? you jealous? trick- you gotta understand that girls don’t like guys who act like you are right now. never-“ patrick shoves a knee into pete’s crotch. “never- fuck you dude- never gonna get laid acting like this”
“i don’t wanna get laid by some random girl- some people aren’t sluts” another shove to pete’s chest. pete only tightens his grip on his shoulders, bringing a knee up to between his thighs.
“you think i’m a slut..?”
the look in patrick’s eyes, pete can only read as jealous, and hurt, and turned on.
he pushes his knee harder into patrick’s crotch and the boy lets out a noise and clenches his teeth.
“you’re a whiny little bitch, patrick. tell me, you jealous of me or of the girls?”
“no-“ he shoves his shoulders down again. “tell me.”
patrick pants, and his eyes are looking anywhere but into pete’s. he reaches up to his hat and pulls the brim over his eyes.
“so you’re like this because you think it should be you i fuck, not them?”
pete only gets a nod. he brings and hand up to patricks cheek and slaps it lightly.
“get the fuck off of me pete.”
pete pushes his hat up to see his pink face and watery eyes.
he uses one hand to hold down patrick’s chest and the other to unbutton the boys jeans.
“this is what you’ve wanted, huh?”
no response. he unzips the boys zipper. then gets to work on his own.
“what’s wrong ‘trick.. you wanna kiss?”
their lips meet gently at first, but quickly pete finds patrick’s tongue shoving into his mouth, now grabbing at him with need. pete’s fingers hook into patrick’s boxers and yank them down just enough to free his wet pink cock, taking it in his hand while patrick tugs pete’s boxers down in return.
pete would shove his fingers into patrick’s mouth and get them coated in saliva before wrapping his hand around both of their dicks as best as he could, thrusting down in time with patrick’s needy thrusts upwards.
“fuck, such a cute boy- don’t get why you didn’t just tell me- *gasp* fuck- instead of being so mean.. you embarrassed of me..? huh?”
“god- just shut up-“ followed by the most girlish needy whimper ever.
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