Fall Out Boy (One Shots)

Joetrick

~Kink~

Joes POV:

It's him, okay? It's always been him. The second my mind begins to drift off, a hazy image of his gorgeously perfect product of a face slides its way into the blank depths of my mind and I'm lost again. Inevitable, it is. The face that makes my heart ache and stomach curl into this raging school girl mess of butterflies and nausea. How could someone be so damn perfect? I ask myself countless times but never seem to find the answer. Patrick Stump..Has taken me over. Body, mind and soul...But, you see, we could never be together, technically. Never in the way I would want to be at least.. Our nights together don't satisfy me enough and I want nothing more but to call him mine..Sure the sex it's greeaat but- Just being with him. Being the reason to make him produce that irresistible cheeky grin of his..I want that. I want to cuddle with him and make him laugh and travel with him with our arms linked like a cute little couple. But that can't happen...He's not ready, and I try my best to understand that. It's denial.. He's hopelessly lost and confused, desperately holding onto whatever heterosexuality he thinks he has left, twisting the feeling with wanting to be with a man, with pure lust but in all honesty- it doesn't matter. It just doesn't. I can tell by the bored, glazed over look in his eyes as he fakes a smile to his girlfriend, giving her a quick peck on the cheek as he returns from one of our fuck sessions. The obvious smell of sweat and my cologne drenching him..His messy hair and trembling hands. She must know- right?Goddam Patrick- you make me feel so guilty.. His girlfriend usually just gives me a wave and a smile to send me on my way anyways. Innocently thinking we watched some "game" on the television, because that's our lame suicidally transparent excuse, or some other shit we come up with, meanwhile he's fucking my brains out.. Weird, huh?..That's my life..The sad story of Joseph Trohman. A man desperately in love with a strawberry blond god of a man..That can't accept how much he needs me..

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"A-ah- Fuck! Trick!" My shaky voice moans out for him loud and desperately. My hot breath comes out in short pants and I try with all my might to grip onto the hard tile floor with my trembling fingers. "H-harder-!" With my pleads he nods and begins to speed up, growling heatedly above me with such lust and desire, ramming deeper inside of me. It makes me crazy seeing him like this. His hands grip my hips with such strength, I'm sure I'll have bruises in the morning. My body slides up and down with every thrust across the cold floor, sending goosebumps up my skin as the gravel of it gently scratches down my back but I ignore it. I like the pain. My eyes gaze up at the blinding circular light of the ceiling as the steam of our abandoned shower glazes over it. "Y-you're so fucking..tight- Joe-" He grunts and begins to pick up speed. His large member hitting every nerve ending inside of me at once, making me squirm and whine beneath him. My legs spreading wider for him, wrapping around his sweaty torso and resting them just above his ass I find so irresistible. Making me one big needy mess. Helpless beneath him, and up for his every wish. My face fills with blood instantly and I can feel the red swell into my cheeks as he speaks to create a crimson blush across my pale skin. He loves that..How tight I am. How fucking lucky am I to please him? His warm hands begin to feel down my throbbing erection, sending me into bliss. I lean my head back with a loud grown and arch my back up, wanting more. "P-please- keep going-" To my command his hand begins to pump up and down my delicate shaft, I basically scream in pleasure at his touch and grind up into him to which creates an evil smirk upon his face..I know that look. It's a look of torture. He's going to tease me..Just before I finally reach my climax- He stops all together. Everything. Leaving me pleading and whining for him to continue. "N-Nono- baby- pleaseee..Pat-" He chuckles under his breath and feels up my stomach, up and down my heaving chest and waist as I gasp to regain my breath. "...You'll have to earn it." He says between his clenched teeth, licking his lips as his piercing eyes scan my exposed body. "..A-and how..do I do that?.." He thinks for a moment before trailing one finger down my belly button to just above my needy crotch. "Ah! I've got it." His smirk widens and he leans down to me, his member pressing inside of me more then ever making me gasp in pain, but loving the feeling. His raspy voice like my favorite song as he whispers into my ear. "Call me daddy." He says "Scream it." My eyes widen a bit at his request and I scan him, biting my lip nervously. "W-wha-" He cuts me off immediately "Do it." He says with such command and dominance, sending chills down my spine. I finally give in and nod "Y-yes- Yes Daddy-!" He smirks again and begins thrusting once more. "What's that?" He looks down into my eyes before picking up his speed again. "D-Daddy! Y-yes! F-fuck me-!" And with that, our little trip comes to an end after awhile as I feel his warmth spill inside of me accompanied by a loud moan that escapes his plush, pink lips. I finish soon after and spurt across his pale stomach and waist, letting out one of the most pornographic moans I've ever created...God how fucking hot is he?..

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After our fun and shower, we lay down wet on my once perfectly made bed. No need for towels. Our limbs laced together with my head gently resting on his chest. I can faintly hear his reassuring heartbeat as my ear presses against his soft skin. His arm wrapped tightly around me and his hands that slide up and down my bare waist. My eyes gaze up at him happily and I flash him a content smile to which he smiles back only for it to disintegrate moments later as he gulps and shakes his head, looking over to the clock. "O-oh, oh shit-..I should get going." He pulls away and stands quickly, grabbing his pile of clothes before starting to slide them on. "N-no, Trick, please stay-.." I beg and sit up to watch him. He sighs and shakes his head disappointedly "...Joe, you know I can't. Don't be silly..Elisa is at home waiting.." My smile fades and my gaze turns towards the floor, sniffling a bit. "I'm sorry..I'll- I'll text you." He finishes quick and grabs his keys before opening the door and beginning to walk out with one last wave. I don't even bother to say goodbye... And with that- he leaves...Taking my heart with him.