derridoid
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“The collar is a sweet gesture, babe,” Pete said, pushing a sweaty lock of hair off Patrick’s forehead as he spoke. “You sure you wanna use it? I won’t be mad if you change your mind.”
“Yes,” Patrick nodded his head, “I do, I - I got it for you. I spent good money on it.” Lame excuse. Pete would be able to see right through it and know he was actually really excited to try it on, to do something tangible to ease his boyfriend’s mind and to show he had him. But it didn’t matter - he was going to try as hard as possible to avoid saying that, lest the focus of the apology be on him and not Pete.
“Roll over. I’ll put it on. I’m gonna show you whose boy you are, and I’m gonna make you forget that anyone else has ever laid eyes on you.”
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Pete grabbed at his sides and pulled him in closer, shifting their weight so that Patrick was sitting directly in his lap and straddled up against the growing erection in his jeans. Patrick moaned against Pete’s ear and ground his hips forward and into Pete’s, getting some of the friction that they so desperately needed from each other.
“Patrick,” Pete groaned, pulling away from his neck for a moment, “you’re golden, babe, so fucking amazing inside and out. I wanna show you how much I mean it.”
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“No. I’m not gonna fuck you with it.” Pete placed a hand firmly onto Patrick’s chest, pushing him back onto the mattress. “You're the one who insisted on using it while I wasn't here, and clearly you were enjoying yourself. You're gonna fuck yourself with it while I watch.”
Patrick could feel his expression growing incredulous as he looked up at the man hovering over him, eyes still filled with anger and arousal. “What are you talking about? You just - ”
Pete cut him off by grabbing the still-slick dildo from where it lay on the mattress, forcing it into Patrick’s hand. “I know what I said. I know what I saw, too, you going behind my back. Clearly, you have some ideas about how you want to be fucked that you didn’t bother telling me. Share them. Show me what you really want.”
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“You're an asshole, you know that, Rick?” Pete asked, voice husky and deep. The hot air against Patrick’s ear made him shiver out a small nod, not in agreement but in anticipation of what was sure to come next. “You're the worst fucking person to work with sometimes, you're so self-righteous about our fucking music - our music - and you refuse to compromise.”
Pete moved his hands to Patrick’s waist, grasping it and making Patrick squirm at the way his fleshy sides gave under Pete's steady fingers, before continuing, “But you're so fucking hot when you're being a brat. You drive me crazy when you’ve got an attitude.”
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Was Patrick so oblivious that he couldn’t realize Pete wanted him just as much, if not more? Was he sending mixed signals? Or no signals at all? Unlikely. Pete didn’t want to make the boy uncomfortable, of course, but not being obvious was beginning to be more of a struggle with each passing day and each moment spent pressed against his door, aching to hear just a little more of what was going on on the other side. He wanted to see what his imagination couldn’t do justice to.
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