Pete x Way
Smut

~ Needy ~

Way didn't remember the last time when he had a hot night at the bar, and even if he wanted to, he didn't have time to rummage through his memory lane, as currently, he was being roughly pushed on the pub table, his body laid completely on it.

Way was a little scared. And who wouldn't be? So many people around him, including his own friends hooting and cheering like shameless hooligans. On top of that, seeing occasional flash of that devilish, naughty look across his sharp, handsome eyes just above his own made him shiver. And Way knew better, what it meant.

The dare was to be completed and Pete was so up for it. He slowly crawled over on top of him, his gaze fixed upon him, not giving a fuck to whoever was looking at them or whoever was around them. His hands slowly travelled up to Way's abdomen, a smirk curling up on the corner of his lips. Seeing his boyfriend, who was so used to all of this drama, shiver and moan under him turned him on every second, and he was having a hard time dealing with the growing bulge in his pants. Pete continued staring at Way with burning glare of hunger flaming from his eyes, constantly licking him lips.

"P-Pete...n-not in f-front of them pl-please..." Way pleaded under him, quickly turning his head to his side, only to see all his friends holding out their phones, recording every second of their actions.

"Why not babe, no one's seeing us at all," Pete slurred, not paying any heed to Way's horrified face, "Besides...the ambience here is perfect. I'm in a good mood to do you...and...mind you! You're such a loud moaner." A mischievous smile played on his lips which made the quiet, introverted and strict billionaire look exactly like a psychopathic playboy. Way knew, these words were being told to turn him on and complete his dare of make out with your boyfriend in front of us if you dare, given by none other than his best friend. Even after being in a relationship for eight years, Way was always surprised by this wild, seductive side of his boyfriend, who always looked like the most gentlemanly guy ever. Even though Way had seen this side of him countless of times, he could never get enough. It would always make him weak on his knees and surrender to his commands.

"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" Their friends started hooting around them, North and Sonic being the loudest as usual.

"P-Pete n-not..."

Whether he could further protest or not, he wasn't sure, but before he could utter another word, Way's mouth was sealed by his, wrists pinned down by him, and him totally down with his body on Way's.

Poor Way couldn't do anything. That malicious kiss was something truly addictive, and once you get the taste of it, you won't feel like letting it go. He smooched him for a long time, venturing every single corner of his mouth with his tongue, tasting, licking, biting. He wasn't usually like this, at least not this wild in public. But today, it was different. It was difficult to say whether it was the action of the brandy or the cigarettes that drove him totally out of his wits, but whatever it was, he had taken it to a truly high amount, because now, he had already left his lips, and started trailing slow drunken kisses down Way's neck, slowly unbottoning his shirt, and soon to venture the softest parts of his body, right on the pub table, right in front of his friends. Way knew, the lewd video tape of him is going to be circulated among all their friends, and that would immediately puncture all his self respect and pride without a doubt. And for sure, for the next few weeks, he'll end up being the hot topic of discussion in the garage, without a doubt.

Why the hell did I agree to come with these dickwads here, out of all places on Earth? Way cursed himself, as he suddenly felt Pete's hands fumbling on his belt and hook of his pants.

"P-Pete..S-Stoppp....not here...not here..." Way quickly pushed him off his body and got up from the table. Pete looked down, and in one go, his mood was ruined. So were the others. The game continued as usual, but Pete's mood hadn't improved yet. And Way had noticed it. Even though he wanted to ignore it and let him sulk, he himself couldn't hold back any longer. He didn't know if Pete knew it or not, but, not to lie, he was already turned on. Finally he gave up.

In the midst of North and Sonic's fight about who can grind better on whom, Way slowly edged closer to Pete on the couch and brought his lips closer to his ears. Pete didn't know what was going on, but as soon as he heard the words from Way, he was immediately excited.

"Let's go upstairs," Way whispered into his ears, "You leave first. I'll come ten minutes later." Even though Way thoroughly regretted coming to the pub with his idiot boyfriend, right now, he wouldn't deny, that after the make out session, he was completely messy and needy for him.

"Ahh...," Pete whispered back seductively, looking up at Way, his hands slowly travelling up and down his thighs, "I see, my little slut is needy again, hmm? Alright. But...If I don't see you within ten minutes..."

Pete quickly got up and with a mere excuse left the pub. The others thought that he went outside, but in reality, he had used another way through the back of the pub to go upstairs. Exactly ten minutes later, Way left too. Even though Babe had suspected something to be wrong, judging by the couple's early departure, he didn't pay much attention to it and went back to suck the life out of Charlie's mouth as per the dare.

On opening the door of the room, Way's heart skipped a beat. The entire room was dark, partly illuminated by the faint city lights outside the window. Pete was sprawling on a chair right in front of the bed, the buttons of his shirt undone and his tie loosened. Pete looked darkly at him, his eyes looking viciously at Way as if he was a prey. He licked his lips and slowly raised his hand, beckoning Way to come nearer.

"Mnn...finally the naughty boy has arrived," Pete spoke as Way came and stood in front of him, his head hung low, "Now...be a good boy and strip off your clothes," he demanded, as he quickly got up, locked the door, and threw Way on the bed, "And show me your beauty, baby boy."

Way couldn't help but blush hard at his comments. What's wrong with him today? Did he take viagra before coming here? Way, who was turned on as well, took off his shirt and pulled down his pants and boxers without any protest, kicking them away, only to reveal his embarrassing erection. Gosh! It's embarrassing.

"Well, well, well," he chuckled, edging closer to him, his eyes shamelessly fixed on his erection, "Someone is needy, I see?"

Pete didn't waste any time and quickly sprang on top of him, pinning him down with his own weight. He grabbed his ass in his palm and kneaded it, making him moan loudly. He nestled his mouth at the crook of his neck, leaving soft kisses and little love bites here and there.

"So hot on the race track, so cute when knows what he needs, and right now, so so needy under me," he looked up at Way's frail trembling body, smirking, "Damn! Don't I have the best boyfriend ever, hm?"

Pete quickly took off his own attires and in a moment was stark naked. His perfectly tanned skin with his toned abs and his perfectly carved body never failed Way to ogle at him. Pete had already noticed the needy racer drooling over him and laughed.

"Mmhh...Never got enough of my body, did you?"

Pete pulled out a roll of condom and a bottle of lube from his jeans pocket. He flipped Way over, his ass in the air, as he grabbed him hard. Pulling the condom over his dick, he poured a generous amount of lube on his fingers. He then smirked at Way and slowly began inserting his fingers inside him, never breaking his eye contact with him.

"Fuck! P-Peteeee...ahhhhhhh....."

"Use your words, Way!"

"P-Pete...nghh...pl-please..."

He put his two long digits inside Way and was on the brink of putting a third one. He quickly stabbed that in and when he knew he had done his work, he pulled them out, and quickly replaced hos fingers with his dick.

"Uhh...nghh..."

"Needy slut!" He smacked him hard on his ass.

Desperate as he always was, Pete started pulling in and out of him, just after giving him a few minutes to settle his size in him. He went on savaging his walls, hitting his sweet spot harder and harder every moment. A small tear escaped Way's eyes as he got spanked on his ass cheeks harder every minute and felt his dom throb inside of him.

Way wouldn't dare to deny. He absolutely loved this, this warm, tingling feeling right from his toes, cascading over to all parts of his form. It felt like little firecrackers bursting in every nook and corner of his body. Way trembled all over, grabbing the sheets and throwing his head backwards, as Pete pounded away inside him, as if there was no tomorrow.

Soon, unable to contain himself anymore, Way squirted out his ejaculation all over him. It was all over the sheets, but he didn't care. Pete too came out into his rubber a few moments later. Poor Way was too tired and too pained to move. Completely exhausted, he just laid back on the bed, slowly drifting away to sleep, as his sweet boyfriend quickly wrapped him up in his warm arms under the blankets, whispering sweet words in his ears. It was all sweet and good...

Until....

"COME OUT OFF THAT ROOM YOU TWO HORNY SHITS! WE KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE!"

Shit! It's Babe's voice.

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Go drown yourselves

in holy water!

And also, go prepare yourselves (hehe) coz imma post smth extremely hawt very soon~

Till then...

Byeee<33

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