I Wanna Scream 'I Love You' From The Top Of My Lungs (Peterick Mpreg)

House Of Wolves (Chapter 4)

*Patrick's POV*

"It's a surprise," Pete said, climbing out the window.

"Um, are you sure we should be doing this?"

"Come on, Patrick, grow up a little."

"Alright, let's go."

We're walking down the street and I have no fucking clue what is going on right now. He never told me what we were doing.

"Pete, please tell me where we're going," I pleaded.

"Somewhere."

"You're kind of freaking me out."

He was silent after that. I'm scared of what he has planned.

"We're almost there," Pete said.

We're on Old Beech Hill Road (an actual road in my town ~Sam~), where the chu-- no.

"Why are you taking me here?" I asked.

"Because," he replied.

We walked up on the lot and Pete starts to pick the lock on the church door.

"Pete, your uncle is the pastor. Shouldn't you have a key?"

"Yup. But this is more fun."

He opens the door and leads me down the hall. There's a closet where all the communion wine is held. He grabs two bottles and starts walking towards the sanctuary. I follow him, wondering what the hell is happening besides drinking communion wine.

"Here," Pete said, handing me an open bottle.

"O-okay."

He lit candles all around the sanctuary.

"Why don't you just turn on the lights?" I asked.

"Because. There's my uncle's house, and he might notice," he replied, pointing out the window.

We drank. A lot. We were both drunk out of our minds, with about four bottles of wine scattered all over the floor. All of a sudden, I was pinned on the floor, Pete on top of me. Our lips were just millimeters apart, our noses pressed up against each other. He planted a soft kiss on my lips. Oh.

(Thanks to VampireVengence for helping me write this because I suck at this shit. ^.^ love you chica.)

*Pete's POV*

I felt light headed and giddy as we sat in front off the rows of the pews. I glanced sideways at Patrick, and couldn't help but notice how hot he looked. I leant in and kissed him softly on the lips only for him to respond instantly, deepening the kiss with a swipe of his tongue along my lower lip. We were soon having a full on make out session in the middle of the church, oh the irony.

I gently pushed him down onto his back and crawled on top of him, straddling his waist. I nibbled slightly at his lower lip, causing a small moan at the back of his throat, I took the opportunity to kiss him more aggressively, teeth catching each other, and tongue lapping against every single inch of his gorgeous mouth. I could feel his slowly growing erection pressing to my thigh, and I started to slowly grind my hips down causing our crotches to rub against one another. He let out a small gasp into my mouth and I couldn't help but smirk a little against his lips.

I pulled away and started kissing and nipping at his neck causing him to moan once more.

"Pete, is this such a good idea?" He asked breathing heavily, his his hot breath in my ear.

I chuckled a little. "Probably not," I reasoned.

Let's be honest, we're in the middle of a church and could be caught at any moment. The thought just seemed to spur me on.