Kink: Vibrators, BDSM
Ship: Patrick/Pete
Top: Pete
Bottom: Patrick
Words: 1532

(Sucky, sorryyy)

"I want to try something new tonight,"

That scared me.

What do you want to try, Patrick?

Don't think I haven't seen your tumblr. I know the scary ass shit you look at and don't even think you can pull that crap on me. No.

"What?"

"Bdsm."

I stare him right in his eyes. They're eager and for fucks sake I can't resist it's. He's an adorable, kinky bastard. But he's my adorable, kinky bastard.

"Bdsm?"

"Yeah, like... One of us is-" he starts but I cut him off.

"I know what bdsm is but why?" I ask, "I'm too innocent for this!"

"Pete..." He basically begs, "Please? For my birthday?"

I raise my eyebrows.

"No, I'm not letting you pull that shit on me. That's scary." I reply.

"Peeeteyyy, pleeeeaaaase..." He whines.

I rub my face in my hands.

"Just once and if you don't like it we don't have to do it again. I'll even top if you want-"

"No, for fucks sake Patrick."

He pouts. Of course he pouts. He crosses his arms and looks away. His back on the couch and me over him, leaning over him.

And then he looks like he's about to cry.

"Fine." The word is out before I can stop it and I regret it as soon as his face brightens which makes me quickly add, "Just this once,"

He nods vigorously.

"You call me sir and you obey everything that I tell you or I'll have to punish you, understand?" I growl into his ear, hoping this is working and I'm not just embarrassing myself.

It's working. His face lights up a bright red and I can see him shift under me slightly.

"Y-yes, sir." He replies.

And for some goddamn reason that's hot as fuck.

I find myself blushing too, only slightly.

"Go to the bedroom and get on the bed on your hands and knees, I'll be up in a second," I say.

He nods.

I'm not satisfied.

"Understand?" I push.

"Yes, sir." He quickly replies, correcting himself.

"Good," I sit up on my knees, letting him leave the couch and eagerly run up the stairs, tripping over the last step which only makes me chuckle slightly to myself.

Maybe this won't be that bad.

I bite my lip... I had a birthday present for him but I'm not sure on whether or not to give it to him now or not...

It's his birthday. He wants bdsm. Might as well add the present while you're at it.

I yank off my shirt, knowing how he loves seeing me shirtless and quickly run downstairs to my office because why the hell wouldn't I keep a vibrator, rope, and a blindfold in my desk.

Okay lemme back up. I was kind of expecting him to ask about bdsm but I'm just not sure if I'm ready. I guess I am now.

I shove the blindfold and rope into my pockets, holding the vibrator behind my back and I quickly make my way upstairs, into the bedroom. There he is, on his hands and knees. He looks to me and blushes madly before quickly looking away.

I near him, shutting and locking the door before quickly pulling the blindfold out of my pocket.

"Look at me," I order. He turns so he's on his knees and looking straight at me, I feel a little embarrassed but it quickly passes as I clear my throat, "Um... So I got you a birthday present..."

I set the box on the bed. His face goes bright pink, "Shit, Pete."

I let that pass.

"It's um..." I laugh awkwardly, "I wanted to know if you'd uh... B-be okay with trying it? I mean..."

"Please," He half moans as I open the box and his eyes rest on the toy.

I bite my lip. Imagining every sound I could get out of that pretty mouth of his.

"Turn around, Baby," I whisper. He quickly complies, allowing me to slip the blindfold on him, "Is this okay?"

He nods, "Yes, sir."

I slip his shirt over his head, feeling over his soft skin and dragging my fingers down his back to yank down his pants.

"So fucking sexy," I groan into his ear before biting down on the lobe, hard.

He's panting now and as I pull down his underwear and throw it to the floor, I can feel the precum already leaking.

I lick it up quickly, tasting him, and finally give him him another order, "lay down, hands above your head." He quickly obeys, placing his hands at about the headboard. Completely naked and holy shit maybe this isn't as bad as I thought. I pull the rope from my pocket and quickly tie his hands to the headboard. He bites his lip, his breathing getting more and more unsteady by the second and he looks so vulnerable. I can barely hold back my moan as I palm myself through my pants.

I can already tell my underwear is soaked with precum, this is fucking hot and I need him, now.

But I can't have him yet.

I take the vibrator and reach to the beside table, grabbing our bottle of lube and shutting the drawer behind myself. I flip the lid and begin lubricating the toy, making sure it won't hurt Patrick but I can tell he's getting restless. As soon as he heard the lid pop, he started squirming and his pants only got worse.

"Hurry up, please," he begs.

"Don't rush me," I growl, as I spread his legs. I stop for a moment, deciding to tease him a little more and running my fingers up and down his hips, "How much do you want it?"

He swallows and replies quietly, "Please, sir, I'm so horny."

SHIT

"Yeah, are you needy, Baby?" I tease, my lips going to his ear and growling the words.

"Yes, sir," he whimpers.

"How needy?"

"Please I want it so bad!" He whines, gripping the rope around his wrists.

I position the vibrator at his entrance, rubbing small circles.

He lets out a long moan, making me only palm myself more, "Beg,"

"Please, sir, I want it so bad, I'm so horny I want it!" He cries out as I insert a finger. I want him screaming for me.

I search his walls, trying to find that one place I know that will drive him crazy.

"I'm not convinced, Baby," I whisper. I keep rubbing his walls until-

"Ahhh!! That feels so good, more, please," he begs.

I rub his prostate mercilessly, he squirms and whines.

"How much do you want it, Baby, come on."

"PETE PLEASE! JUST FUCK ME!" He screams grinding hard against my finger.

I quickly smile to myself, licking up the precum sliding down his length before finally positioning the vibrator. He thrusts back against it and I haven't even started sliding it in.

"So needy," I whisper seductively as I slide it in. He moans loudly and with nothing to grip he's just barely holding on.

"Such a slut," I slide it to the hilt, all the way in before grabbing the remote from the box.

"Aren't you?" I ask.

He moans softly.

"Aren't you?" I growl, thrusting the toy right into his prostate.

"Yes, sir!" He yelps.

"Say it, then,"

"I'm such a slut, sir, I'm your slut, please I want it so bad." He cries.

I hit the remote, setting the vibrator on the lowest setting.

He thrusts his hips up needily but I immediately hold him down as I move the vibrator around inside him, shifting it to rub right against his prostate.

"More please," He whimpers.

"Please what?" I growl.

"Please, sir!" He groans.

I turn the setting up. All the way. I can't take it anymore. I need release and he's not helping. Anyways, it's been more than long enough. I should be a little nice to him.

"Pete!" He screams, his voice cracking which, honestly, is extremely sexy.

He yanks against the rope as he rolls his hips, desperate for more friction. He needs it.

I begin thrusting the vibrator inside him, it's at full power and I can tell he's close with the way his back arches off of the bed.

"Come on, Baby," I growl before attacking his sweet spot with my tongue.

"I'm so close," He cries.

"Come, now." I order. He tenses up immediately and his cum spreads hot across his stomach. I let him ride it out, still thrusting the vibrator inside of him, until he finishes. He's panting hard and heavily.

I pull out the vibrator, setting it down on the bed before leaning up and untying Patrick's wrists from the headboard.

He rubs his wrists and pulls off his blindfold but that's all the strength he has before he falls back and shuts his eyes.

"Holy shit," he whispers.

"Was that okay?" I ask nervously. He gives a thumbs up, his chest rising and falling fast, "Can you help me now?"

He opens an eye looking to my pants and seeing the bulge.

"Sure,"