Pete x Way
Smut
[Holy water for ya'll 💦]

~ His whims are my commands ~

Way's back hit the wall as he watched the man slowly walk towards him in the dark. The boy's heart throbbed faster, as the man drew dangerously closer to him every minute. He wasn't even touching him yet, nor was he too close to him. But his sharp specific gaze, lingering all over Way's clothed body, was perfectly enough to make the poor boy shiver and feel exposed.

Way gasped as his man slowly took off his coat, and dropped it carelessly on the floor, simultaneously loosened his tie. His gaze was hungry, like that of a predator, excitement and lust flickering in his eyes, as he drew closer to his little prey. And Way...he didn't mind. Rather, he was beyond excited.

This is torture. Way thought, as he could now feel the warm breath of the man against his neck and a strong hand around his petite waist. Way was desperate, and he was still wondering if the other one was testing his patience, because it was so unlike him. He had expected him to be rough, and hence, wondered why was he still free and not against the wall, getting fucked the living hell out of him.

The breath grew stronger, hitting his skin, and soon they were replaced with slow, wet kisses. Way's hands mindlessly travelled to the man's chest, but before he could grasp his shirt, his hands were clasped and pinned against the wall above his head by the man's other free hand. Way felt helpless.

"Uhhh....P-Pete...."

Pete took his time, slowly kissing and sucking on the soft skin, tasting every inch of his boy and creating reddish blue marks all over his neck. The slow moans escaping from Way's lips turned him on even more, as his lips travelled up, from his neck to his jawline, and finally to his lips. Soon, Way's little moans were cut off by Pete's mouth sealing his lips.

The kiss was rough, yet hot and passionate. Pete didn't waste a single chance and engulfed every moment in exploring his beloved's mouth, tasting and savouring in that moment of heat. Their tongues fought for dominance, which of course Pete won without a question. As Way granted him entry, parting his lips wider, Pete let his tongue savage every corner of the boy's mouth. Way gladly responded back to his actions by smooching him harder. They pressed against each other, there hard ons grinding, as they were slowly getting lost in that hour, tangled within themselves.

They paused for a while, breathing heavily, a string of saliva still connecting their lips. Pete looked hungrily at Way, like a lion who hadn't hunted for a long while was finally ready to grab anything on his way. His grip on Way's hands grew harder, as he again came closer to him.

"P-Pete..."

"Yes honey?" Pete smirked, slowly trailing his lips against Way's neck, where he had created his lewd masterpieces a while ago.

"I-Is it...o-okay to d-do it h-here? I-If so-someone...."

"Baby," Pete whispered lowly, meeting Way's gaze, "You might forget but I own this entire fucking place. No one will dare to come here-"

"B-but c-cameras..."

"This is a private room, cupcake," Pete whispered, right into Way's ears, "There are no cameras here. And the walls are soundproof as well. So," He bit his ear lobe, "Feel free to scream your lungs out all night."

Way blushed hard. Soon, the grasp on his hands loosened, as Way's hands fell to his side but quickly travelled to Pete's chest, fiddling with his shirt button. Pete knew what his sly boy wanted, and with one look of approval, he nodded. Soon, Way's hands started working on his man's shirt, unbottoning him as fast as he could, looking so desperate. As for Pete, he had started his part too.

"Mn...running away from practice hours in order to get fucked by the CEO," Pete whispered, his hands grabbing Way's still clothed ass, groping and kneading it hard, making the latter moan, "Soo hot, isn't it Candy?"

"It-It's over P-Pete-"

"Oh no sweetheart, this ain't the first time I'm fucking you here," Pete growled, his hands now working on stripping Way, "You don't remember, how you lied to everyone in the garage that you had some work with me...only to come here and get fucked by me right at my office desk?" Pete whispered in his ears, "You're just a sly little troublemaker, aren't you?"

Way couldn't help but blush at this. Pete slowly started undressing him, never breaking their eye contact for even a moment. Pete unbuttoned Way's shirt, really taking time with it. He removed Way's shirt from his shoulders, the cold air of the room embracing that slim pale figure, making him shiver. Pete's long, rough fingers had already travelled on his perky nipples, as he rubbed his fingers on them in circular motions, making his boy gasp and moan. He then moved them down to his abdomen and then back up again, aimlessly roaming his hands all around the racer's slim body. Pete's thumb once again grazed upon Way's hard nub, making him inhale sharply.

"Gosh! So needy, aren't you pup?" Pete whispered in a growl, "Fuck! The way you move underneath me, hearing my name from your lips, the look on your face when you cum...Just a piece of perfection, aren't you love?"

"S-Stop making m-me like th-this..." Way whispered, his voice low and needy. "P-Please..."

"What do you want me to do, Princess?" Pete asked, as he pulled Way closer to him by his waist, so that he could feel his heartbeat even better.

"J-Just...fuck me!"

"Mn...so needy, aren't you?"

Pete lead him towards the sofa, as they stripped off every fabric of cloth from each other's bodies. He pushed Way on the couch, and slowly crawled on top of him. Way felt helpless, the chilly ambience of the room kissing his naked body. Pete's lips were still stuck to the crook of his neck, kissing, biting and teasing that spot. He paused for a moment to stare and smirk at all the masterpieces he had created on his lover's neck. He had an obsession for that, marking his beloved to make him remember who he belonged to. He's mine and nobody else's. Once he was satisfied, he continued creating more.

Pete slowly trailed down, rubbing his lips against the younger's skin, kissing them lightly, sometimes sucking and biting. Way's little moans were driving him absolutely insane. He moved on, down, brushing his lips against every inch of the boy's delicate body. He sucked on his hard nipples, making them wet and red. He kissed him down his abdomen and edged dangerously closer to his private part.

"Shit, someone is excited I see," Pete said, smirking hard, as he wrapped his fingers around Way's painful erection, brushing his thumb against the tip, making the other one moan and throw his head backwards.

"P-Pete pl-pleasee-" Way moaned, wriggling underneath him. Pete brought his lips against Way's, slightly brushing them against his, as he smirked, looking at how needy and wasted the poor boy looked.

"You need it right now, hm? " Pete said, as he looked deeply into Way's eyes, while rubbing his fingers around his dick.

"I-I want you in-in me, P-Pete," Way managed to gasp, in between moans and groans.

"My princess's whims are my commands," Pete smirked. He took a condom out from his trouser pocket and tore of the packet with his teeth, a sight which Way found absolutely hot. As he was preparing himself, Way just laid back and stared at him. In that dark room, partially illuminated by the city lights, he stared at his tanned skin, his strong muscles, his sharp chiselled abs. Gosh! He was perfect in every angle, wasn't he? Way couldn't help but blush at the thought that how he, a simple racer, fell in love with a multi billionaire like him. He didn't expect this man, who was so quiet, introverted and serious all the time, to possess such a wild side. But, he didn't care. He was grateful, grateful that he had found a man like Pete, and he wouldn't lie. After all, it was Pete who had pulled him out from his hell hole and made him who he was today.

Pete had smeared his fingers with lube and soon, very gently, pushed his index finger inside Way. When he saw he was okay with it, he pushed in another, scissoring him open. Way yelped a little, his toes curling to compensate for the pain.

"Dont behave like you haven't ridden me before," Pete growled, making Way blush like mad.

When Pete knew he was ready to take him, he lined up his dick against Way's hole, grabbing his legs on either side of his shoulders. Way took in a deep breath as he felt Pete slowly press inside, just the tip penetrating his tight muscle. Pete soothingly rubbed Way's hips, before bending down to press chaste kisses on his chest.

Way hissed and moaned as Pete pushed in slowly, and Pete desperately tried to distract the other man by grabbing his dick and stroking it. It seemed to work as Way moaned his name name, asking him to accelerate.

Once Pete was completely inside his boy, he stayed in that position for a moment. Way was still breathing heavily, his chest moving up and down groping for more air. After a few seconds, he finally moved his own hips. Pete finally took that as a sign and started to slowly thrust in and out.

"You alright, angel?" Pete asked, his voice soft yet full of lust and seduction.

"Mmm- F-Faster," Way commanded.

"Someone's being commanding, I see," Pete growled, "Such a capricious baby."

Pete removed his dick from Way, but before Way could be warned about anything, he flipped Way around, his ass facing him now. Without any warning, he slammed himself directly inside him.

Pete continuously stroked Way's dick in order to divert his mind from the pain, as he thrusted in and out, increasing his pace slowly but steadily. Low moans and lewd groans filled the room. Way couldn't stay silent, and with every painful thrust, he screamed and arched his body backwards, drowned in the sea of pain and pleasure.

Once Way had relaxed enough, Pete began to go harder, painfully ramming inside those fleshy walls and feel them desperately clench around his dick. He jerked off Way even faster, and by the way Way's moans grew louder, he knew his man was close.

Way couldn't hold it any longer, as he reached the climax and soon ejaculated all over the couch cover, his legs shaking and feeling like jelly. Pete came inside the rubber and pulled out of Way. The poor boy was exhausted and no sooner did Pete loosen his grip on him, he collapsed on the couch. Pete quickly crawled over him and gave him a kiss on his lips, and then covering his entire face with little pecks and sweet smooches.

"Th-That was a-amazing..." Way replied, his voice weaker than a whisper.

"Aw...I'm glad you liked it, honeybunch," Pete kissed him on his nose.

"C-Can we h-have a r-round two?"

Pete was speechless.

"Y-You sure honey?" He asked in hesitation. Didn't he just get his ass ripped apart just now?

"You don't have to do the work this time, love."

"What do you mean?" Asked Pete, confused.

"This time, I'll ride you."

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