Kink: powerbottom, vanilla
Ship: Patrick/Pete
Top: Patrickish
Bottom: Peteish
Words: 935

(A/N): Patrick powerbottom smut

"Hey, Pattycakes..."

Patrick looked down at me, turning his attention from the young boy with a lightning bolt scar on the TV. He raised an eyebrow before my hands traveled down his chest to his stomach.

"I'm horny..." I whimpered, being as submissive as I could.

He pushed my hand away, "Not now..."

"Please...?" I begged, my hands traveling down his stomach, slipping under his red sweater.

He pinned me down on the couch, my hands above my head. My teeth bit my lip out of habit, letting out a soft moan, "Patrick, please..."

He kissed my neck, making me throw my head back, as he left purple bruises all down the soft skin. His lips attached to my sweet spot, sucking and nibbling and doing everything he could to drive me insane.

"Fuck, Patrick!" I moaned out, thrusting my hips up to meet his.

"Let's take this to the bedroom," he growled in my ear. I nodded.

He pulled me up from the couch by my belt, crashing my chest into his with a gaze full of want. No, need. We stumbled into our bedroom before I pressed him down on the bed, knowing the way he liked it.

He tugged off his shirt but held my hands when I tried undressing myself, "Don't move."

I nodded as his hands yanked up my shirt and pulled down my pants to my ankles. He took my erection, still clothed in the thin fabric of my underwear, in his mouth.

I let out a small moan at his mouth around my cock, "You like that, hmm?"

I tangled my hands in his hair, my mind going blank at the wonders of his tongue. He yanked down my underwear, sucking hard, even going as far as to nibble along my shaft.

"Patrick," I moaned trying to pull down his pants.

"I told you not to move, Wentz." He growled making me moan even more. I loved it when he said my last name. It was a giant turn on for me.

He finished with his pants and underwear, breaking his mouth away from my cock. He pulled me down by the back of my neck, in a daze I followed my lips pressed against his. I reached for the bedside table to grab a condom and lube once I broke away again.

He stroked my chest, touching my skin lightly and casually before taking me by surprise and attaching his teeth to my nipple, distracting me from lubing my length.

"P-Patrick, quit it..." I moaned. He kissed me forcefully before whispering words in my ear, "Who is in charge?"

"Y-You are... B-but I can't focus..." I replied shakily.

He let me continue with the lube, stroking up my shaft and back down, making sure it wouldn't hurt for him. As soon as I was done, he pulled me back down by my hair, kissing me hard. I lined up with his entrance before pressing in slowly.

"Mmm fuck, Pete," Patrick groaned, holding me close, "That's good."

I kept sliding in, stopping our lips from touching as I went to prevent myself from accidentally thrusting in before he was even ready.

There were a few moments of silence as I kept going, earning myself a moan every once in a while or stopping to make sure he was alright. Before I knew it, I stopped, I was in as deep as I could go. He kissed me again, sloppily with his mouth moving against mine before his hands went to my hips and he controlled a thrust.

I took that as a sign to continue, thrusting in and out of him slowly. Patrick pulled my head down, letting our lips touch again in a sweaty mess of pants and moans.

I began thrusting a little harder, trying to get that one spot. He yanked my hair as he let out a long moan, "Right there!"

I thrust hard into that spot, abusing it as much as I could which wasn't a lot of abuse but he seemed to enjoy it. I licked my lips as he threw his head back in pure pleasure, his back arching off of the bed, giving me a better angle to his prostate, "Fuck, fuck, fuck."

I bit my lip as I watched him, "P-Patrick..."

"What is it, Wentz?" He purred.

"C-Can I touch you?" I asked, "P-Please..."

"Yes," He growled.

I immediately took him in my hand, still thrusting into him. He bucked his hips up, his back arching even more. I kissed him as I thrust my hand up and down his length, spreading the precum to the fast rhythm of my thrusts. Getting faster and faster by the second.

"I'm close..." He moaned softly. I thrust harder letting go of his cock completely as I let myself focus on thrusting. He kissed me hard, wrapping his legs around my waist before he tensed up, his eyes rolled back, and his release was spread across both of our stomachs. I thrust once more and it was dun (hehe) for as well, exhausted and sweaty as I recovered from the orgasm.

I fell over beside him, panting.

He licked some of the come from my stomach making me blush before cleaning up the rest from his own stomach.

He crawled back into bed, throwing the sheet over the two of us.

"Th-thank you..." I murmured.

"No problem, Baby," he smiled before giving me another kiss, slow and sweet.