“Yes,” he says finally, and Pete and Gerard both slump in relief, Pete against Patrick’s shoulder, Gerard against his legs.
“But you got to do something for me.” Patrick lifts Pete’s head up, traces a thumb over his cheekbones gently. “Keep your eyes open. The whole time.” Patrick’s fingers tighten suddenly, grasping Pete’s jaw. “I want you to pay attention. There’s a lot you can learn from Gerard.”
The implication is pretty clear and Pete nods, wide-eyed, head jerking awkwardly in Patrick’s grip.
Gerard bites his lips to stop from making noise. He thinks about Pete on his knees in front of Patrick, about his dark eyes and wide, wide smile that invites the whole world to share his secrets and how it will look swallowing down Patrick’s. He feels a brief tap against the side of his neck, recognises it as the permission it is and reaches up to flip open the button of Pete’s jeans.
The zipper opens readily and Gerard hooks his fingers under the waistband and pulls. His hands aren’t shaking at all.
“Pete, Pete. Eyes open,” Patrick says and Gerard looks up to see him holding Pete’s head between both of his hands. When Gerard’s mouth closes around Pete’s cock, Patrick seals his own lips around Pete’s, kissing him for the first time.
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ninetydegrees
Ever notice how I'm really slow about responding... sigh.
on 2008-06-06 11:18 am (UTC)“But you got to do something for me.” Patrick lifts Pete’s head up, traces a thumb over his cheekbones gently. “Keep your eyes open. The whole time.” Patrick’s fingers tighten suddenly, grasping Pete’s jaw. “I want you to pay attention. There’s a lot you can learn from Gerard.”
The implication is pretty clear and Pete nods, wide-eyed, head jerking awkwardly in Patrick’s grip.
Gerard bites his lips to stop from making noise. He thinks about Pete on his knees in front of Patrick, about his dark eyes and wide, wide smile that invites the whole world to share his secrets and how it will look swallowing down Patrick’s. He feels a brief tap against the side of his neck, recognises it as the permission it is and reaches up to flip open the button of Pete’s jeans.
The zipper opens readily and Gerard hooks his fingers under the waistband and pulls. His hands aren’t shaking at all.
“Pete, Pete. Eyes open,” Patrick says and Gerard looks up to see him holding Pete’s head between both of his hands. When Gerard’s mouth closes around Pete’s cock, Patrick seals his own lips around Pete’s, kissing him for the first time.