Short Pete/Patrick first-time drabble.
Title: Yes ( More Than Anything.)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Pete/Patrick
Summary: Pete, are you sure you want this?
Disclaimer:This is all totally just some words stuck on a page, not words describing actual events that actually took place in actual, real life. Ash and Pete are still together and probably pretty happy.
Author Notes: This is definatley not the greatest thing out there. Concrit is apprecieated.
“Pete.” Patrick barely stuttered under his breath and Pete nipped the skin under his sideburn lightly. In the dim light of the bunk he could make out the shadow of Pete’s hands, traveling downwards to his belt and undoing it while looking into Patrick’s eyes worriedly. Patrick looked back. He felt like a scared teenager in the backseat of a car, fucking for the first time except he wasn’t seventeen anymore, he was twenty-four. But it felt just the same. Pete’s fingertips barely gripped the button of his jeans, then he stopped.
Silence, except for both the boys' quiet breathing. Then Pete spoke.
“Patrick.” He looked seriously at him. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
“More than anything, Pete.” Patrick swallowed, his mouth was dry. “But are you sure this is what you want?”
Pete didn’t answer but stared into Patrick’s eyes until Patrick looked worried.
“Pete?” Patrick looked at Pete and Pete looked at his left hand, ring now gone, creating seven months of heartbreak and the hell, and back at Patrick
“Yes. More than anything.”
Rating: PG
Pairing: Pete/Patrick
Summary: Pete, are you sure you want this?
Disclaimer:This is all totally just some words stuck on a page, not words describing actual events that actually took place in actual, real life. Ash and Pete are still together and probably pretty happy.
Author Notes: This is definatley not the greatest thing out there. Concrit is apprecieated.
“Pete.” Patrick barely stuttered under his breath and Pete nipped the skin under his sideburn lightly. In the dim light of the bunk he could make out the shadow of Pete’s hands, traveling downwards to his belt and undoing it while looking into Patrick’s eyes worriedly. Patrick looked back. He felt like a scared teenager in the backseat of a car, fucking for the first time except he wasn’t seventeen anymore, he was twenty-four. But it felt just the same. Pete’s fingertips barely gripped the button of his jeans, then he stopped.
Silence, except for both the boys' quiet breathing. Then Pete spoke.
“Patrick.” He looked seriously at him. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
“More than anything, Pete.” Patrick swallowed, his mouth was dry. “But are you sure this is what you want?”
Pete didn’t answer but stared into Patrick’s eyes until Patrick looked worried.
“Pete?” Patrick looked at Pete and Pete looked at his left hand, ring now gone, creating seven months of heartbreak and the hell, and back at Patrick
“Yes. More than anything.”