I'm not ready Ch 3/5
Name: I'm not ready (for this large amount of lies)
Author: Nakoko (Rana Shalhoub)
Subjects of my affection: Peter Wentz, Patrick Stump(h), William Beckett, Gabriel Saporta, Ryan Ross, Brendon Urie, Travis McCoy, a made up character based on moi.
Rating: M for Mature.
Length: 5 chapters, 3rd so far.
Summary: Not a surprise, just really sweet and sexy. Wrote it while I was really tired so if you find LOTS of typos...don't hurt me.
Disclaimer: I own no one, just the situations.
Chapter 3
RATED M FOR MATURE, IF YOU READ THIS YOUR PROBABLY GOING TO DROOL!
I DON'T OWN THE CHARACTERS OR SONGS JUST THE SITUATIONS!
I’ve been planning something big.
Gabe Saporta was tall, thin, and unbelievably handsome. These facts came to William long before this night, and honestly, today he’d really noticed it. Let’s take it from the top, shall we?
William was heading out of the room that was usually occupied by him and Pete. His shoelaces where tied neatly on his messy converse, and he was wearing super tight blue jeans. The belt around his hips had labeled a big W right above the front of his crotch. His favorite belt, apparently, and he wore a pretty revealing V-necked blue and black striped shirt. His hair was as it always was…hopeless.
As Will headed down and started walking to the café, the air was kind of cool and crisp and he reminded himself that it was worth it, he didn’t need to go back and get a jacket. The café was warm. Of course he knew that Gabe wouldn’t be there for about another 20 minutes, but Bill was always safe. He flipped his hair and ran a wiry hand through it, pacing on rhythm to the little shop. He knew Patrick was with Pete, of course, today was their day. That’s why he wanted to go to the café…because Patrick wasn’t there to wink and giggle and joke and….yea.
A short while passed as he sat at the chair right next to the window. He didn’t get coffee and instead got some apple juice. He was a geek like that…plus coffee gives you bad breath. Once Gabe entered Will’s breath caught in his throat, and luckily he wasn’t drinking the juice, or else he would have choked. Five minutes early, and Gabe looked…awesome. In slightly baggy black jeans, a black shirt with some colorful design, and a cap that said JT on it. What a dork. William smiled cutely, and Gabe smiled back and sat down in front of him on the seat across from the table.
“Good morning.” Gabe spoke first.
“Uhm…G’morning.” William said shyly and looked at his bottle of juice. Gabe reached over and took it, and without thinking William’s eyes followed the bottle until he noticed where the bottle was. Bill smirked and started to chuckle.
“I knew that would get your attention.” Gabe said and removed the bottle from his crotch area, causing William to giggle, but not have his eyes leave from Gabe’s lion design belt buckle. I bet your wild… He thought, then blushed and darted his eyes to Gabe’s face.
“S…Sorry, yea. Very funny.” Bill grinned and Gabe smiled sexily, opening the bottle of juice and drinking a bit of it. Upon pulling the bottle from his mouth he licked his lips and the neck of the bottle. Will stiffened and he felt his eyes widen just a bit.
And this is where we began. William is absolutely intoxicated by…well…by Gabe. William looked at his hands now, finding them very interesting all of the sudden. Gabe snorted and closed the bottle, but Will didn’t look up.
“You seem kind of weird today…something happen?” Gabe asked and placed his elbows on the table, putting his chin on the back of his hands that where resting on each other.
“Huh? Oh, no. Nothing. It’s too early for something important to happen.” William said nonchalantly, waving his arm in the air animatedly. His eyes shot open when he felt his wrist get grabbed, and he looked at the hand that gripped it, then at the person who owned the hand. He bit his lip to hold back from saying something stupid.
“I can contradict that.” Gabe said in a low tone, and William squeaked. Gabe smiled and stood, still holding his wrist. “Come on.” He said bluntly and Bill obeyed standing and walking behind him like a lost puppy. His hands ran from the back of Gabriel’s head, down his back, to his ass. He bit the insides of his cheeks.
Soon enough Gabe was fumbling through his keys for the one that could open his dorm door. Eventually it swung open and William blushed as Gabe walked in. Was he supposed to walk in too? William answered that by quickly reaching and pulling Bill by the front of his belt buckle. Beckett yelped, and Saporta smirked. Gabe’s mouth planted itself onto the right side of William’s neck. Almost immediately Bill began to whimper, and Gabe reached, not too far, to shut the door.
Gabe’s lips trailed from the side of Will’s neck to the open front of his shirt, and Will reached up to rest his hands to Gabe’s shoulders and the back of his head.
“Uhn…” Will squeaked, and Gabe pulled his lips away to bite at his skin, emitting another squeak from the pretty boy’s throat.
“Sing for me, William…” Gabe said in a hoarse tone, slowly pushing him so his back was against the door. Gabe’s forehead pressed to William’s, and their eyes meeting with such intensity, it was like that of a child in a candy store. William’s eyes where scared and curious, Gabe’s where filled with lust and caring.
“I…wh…what do you…what?” William forgot what he was asking about.
“Sing for me.” Gabe said against William’s lips, and placed a soft kiss to them. Chaste and barely there, but it was beautiful. It made William’s pants feel tighter than they where, and his eyes widen.
“O…okay…” William murmured, and Gabe smiled and leaned forward to press his lips to Bill’s neck again.
“These situations…Are irrelevant now. She loves the way that I tease, I love the way that she breathes-Ah!” William yelped when Gabe’s hand had run down, down his side to his hip, then to the belt buckle and undid it.
“Keep going…” Gabe whispered. William forgot where he was, so he started another verse.
“Darling, what is going on. Honestly that never happened lying is your favorite passion. Higher heels and lipstick napkins, dying is your latest fashion…” William let out a soft moan as his heads reached to rest at Gabe’s head, which was right in front of his crotch. His head banged against the door when he let out another moan, and he felt a warm wetness along with mixed with a whole lot of pleasure. He whimpered and started to breathe irregularly.
William’s position was odd now, as Gabe’s hands forced his hips to cooperate with his mouth, but Bill’s back was against the door along with his head. His hands where pulling at Gabe’s hair. When he was very close to the edge, Gabe pulled away, causing the smaller one to pant for air. As Gabe stood, William kept his hands on his hair and once they where eye to eye they kissed. It was a bit more passionate than the other one, consisting of more than 3 seconds. William’s hands slid around Gabe’s neck and Gabe’s arms around Bill’s waist.
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Patrick hummed on Pete’s chest. His chin was on his ribcage, which probably hurt like a bitch, but Pete didn’t look like he minded. He just smiled down at him all pretty. Pete was always pretty. Patrick grinned and listened intently to the music in the headphone of Pete’s music player.
“He calls the mansion not a house but a tomb…” Patrick began, and Pete smirked. He mouthed the words back and ran his fingers through Trick’s hair. They where curled up in the soft blue blanket, the grass under them soft and cool, which entitled them to snuggle closer together.
They continued to sing quietly to each other, Patrick’s arms wrapped around Pete’s waist and Pete’s hands entwined into red tufts of hair, he took hi trucker hat off because…well because Pete asked so nicely.
“Trick…I gotta tell you something…” Pete said as he pressed pause on the player, and Patrick peeked up at him. He made a questioning noise in the back of his throat, and Pete adjusted his sitting position a bit.
“I…I like you. A lot.” Pete muttered. Oh my GOD! How childish can I sound? That was a 3rd graders confession! He inwardly scolded himself, but soon Patrick sat up, and grinned at him. Pete nearly melted inside and his scolding stopped.
“I like you too, Pete.” Patrick said and grabbed his hand, running his thumb in circles. They stared at each other a bit longer, and it seemed that there was a thick tension. They got the love confession over with, why wasn’t Pete kissing him?
“Something else…uhm. I’m…a…Well. You know how…Ugh,” Just spit it out “I’m a vampire.” Pete squeaked as he stared at the hand Patrick was holding, and Patrick squeezed harder.
Trick’s eyes where huge, but frankly not in fear, but in shock. Shock because…why didn’t Pete tell him sooner? Patrick reached for Pete’s chin with one of his hands, and made him look at him, His eyes where still downcast.
“Pete…Look at me, Petey. I don’t care. You’re my Pete. My Peter Pan.” Patrick murmured and smiled sincerely, and Pete looked at him with big puppy eyes.
“B-but…Your not scared? Your not afraid I’ll…y’know lose it or something and….devour you?”
“...No, stupid. You’d have done it by now.” Patrick said bluntly, and Pete started to laugh. He reached and grabbed Patrick, hugging him tight.
“Ohhh, thank you so much Patrick. I don’t even know why I worried.” Pete said and sighed into Patrick’s neck. They hugged a while longer, and then Patrick began to pull away. Pete let go quickly, as to not come on strong. He let his arms hang at his sides, his eyes still puppy dog big.
“C…Can I see your fangs?” Patrick asked, seemingly interested. Pete grinned and nodded vigorously, but sadly he wasn’t moody for blood. Pete thought a moment and smirked, reaching for Patrick and grabbing him by the shoulder, he pulled him closer and leaned into his neck. Taking a long sniff, he shuddered. He could smell Patrick’s blood perfectly, and he felt Patrick under him, stiffen a bit. Pete’s lips pressed to Trick’s neck and the redhead whimpered just a bit.
Soon enough Pete pulled away, mouth full with his inch and a half long fangs, and he grinned. Patrick regained his composure, straightening his neck which had a reddish spot from the kiss Pete held. Patrick peered at the fangs and smiled wide.
“…Kinky.” Patrick said bluntly, and Pete started to laugh again.
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William grasped at Gabe’s hips, nibbling contently at Gabe’s bottom lip. They’d gotten through so many positions, it was probably their last one before they collapsed. William was sure all the glass in the room was covered in a sheen of steam, and he looked up and smiled at a lustful looking Gabe.
”Gabe…Your so fucking beautiful.” William said, and Gabe gasped at the pinch he’d given his nipple. Gabe groaned at the bite he’d given his hip. What happened to shy Bill? He liked the new version too. Pretty hot. Another bite made him moan again, and he grasped at the bed sheets.
“I…oh, Will…I…is it my turn yet?” The question came out fumbled, but heard either way. William sat up and nodded. They where completely naked, sheets covering their torso’s, clothes strewn all over the floor. They’d already taken a shower together, and frankly it wasn’t enough for them. William was insatiable.