Let Yourself Go (1/1)
Title: Let Yourself Go
Pairing: Patrick/Sebastien
Author: Holdon666
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Standalone. What goes on behind closed doors...
Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Sadly, this is all made up. But a girl can dream.
A/N: I love this community, and pairing too much =)
Seb awoke to the feeling of protective arms wrapped around his body and a steady heartbeat underneath his ear. He snuggled closer into the warm chest and tried to will the morning away. The guitarist didn't want to get up, not just yet. He sighed, however, when a kiss was placed upon his head and the arms tightened their hold. Time to face the morning's sun.
"Come on, baby. It's time to get up," Pat insisted.
"Mmm. But I feel so nice right here," Sebastien whined, staying close to the warm body of his boyfriend.
"I have a surprise for you, but you have to be awake to get it," Patrick said, using the information to coax the smaller man out of bed.
Immediately, Seb's eyes opened and he looked up at the older man.
"What is it?" Sebastien asked eagerly.
"Shh, just lie back, love," Pat told him, rolling the dark-haired man onto his back.
He then stood up from the bed and walked over to his dresser. First he pulled out a clean pair of boxers before he reached in and took out a shoe box. Patrick walked back to his lover who was lying naked on their bed. He kneeled at the end of the mattress between Sebastien's feet. He placed the box beside him and lifted the lid. His lover had pushed up onto his elbows, curious as to what was inside. Patrick then pulled out a dark butt plug, perfectly visible to Seb's eyes. He felt himself become aroused at the possibilities.
"I bought this just for you, baby. You'll wear it all day and as soon as we get home I have plans for your sinful body," Pat informed him in a husky voice.
"Spread your legs and bend your knees for me," he ordered his sub. He watched as Seb did as he was told, planting his feet flat on the mattress.
"Good, boy," Pat approved with a hungry grin, growing aroused himself at the sight of his lover so open and vulnerable just for him.
"Now, keep your hands at your sides. Don't even think about touching yourself," he told Seb, a slight warning in his words. To ensure that he understood, Pat trailed a finger down the half-hard shaft between the bent legs. A whimper escaped Sebastien's lips and he felt his body tremble as the feather light touch was removed from his body. He let himself fall back onto the bed, his arms aching.
Patrick took the lube from the bedside table. He opened the tube and applied it to his fingers, covering them. The older man placed his clean hand on his lover's hip, while a finger circled the puckered entrance. Seb moaned softly and gripped the sheets as his cock grew harder. The slippery finger then pushed into the quivering hole, thrusting back and forth immediately. The guitarist gasped at the intrusion and his eyes fell shit. Patrick simply smiled as he crooked his finger in just the right angle.
"Oh God," Seb groaned, at the strong sensation his prostate caused. His cock was now aching and hard against his stomach.
Patrick smiled as his lover began to lose control of his body. He placed a soft teasing kiss upon the head of the hard length. This caused Seb to try and thrust his hips upward to follow the warm touch but Pat's arm prevented this. He whined and twisted the sheets in his hands in frustration. Patrick then added a second finger and began to scissor them, stretching his lover's hole. He then thrust them in and out as he added a third finger, hitting Sebastien's pleasure spot every time.
Seb was now quivering with need, his body was begging to be touched. The head of his cock was glistening with pre-cum, staining the stomach beneath it. Patrick then slowly removed his fingers and Sebastien whined in protest of the loss, his body trying to push down towards the touch.
"Calm down, baby. It's time for your present," Pat told him, as he covered the dark plug with lube for an easy entry.
The smaller man let out a groan as the foreign object was pushed into his body. His boyfriend smiled at the picture in front of him, Seb's body trembling with the plug now completely inserted in the tight hole.
"Please," the guitarist pleaded softly as he no longer felt his lover's touch.
"Hmm," Patrick pretended to ponder, "I was planning on leaving you this hard. I didn't want you to cum until later."
Seb's eyes shot open at this. "No... please," he begged desperately, his hips pumping into the air looking for any contact.
Patrick loved having this much control over his younger lover. He could leave Seb and order him to dress with the hard on, or he could allow his boy to cum. He already knew he'd choose the latter, he was never that cruel. However, he wasn't beneath letting Sebastien think that he'd find no release this morning.
After a moment he faked a reluctant sigh. "Alright. Only because you begged so prettily, baby," he said, caving to his lover's needs.
Leaning down he took the head of the throbbing flesh into his mouth, between his lips. Pat held onto the hips in order to stop them from thrusting into his willing mouth. He still kept his control. Seb groaned in relief, only too happy to have his lover's mouth on his aching cock. Patrick then took the entire shaft into his mouth after swirling his tongue around the tip. Sebastien moaned wantonly as his cock was enveloped in wet heat. It wouldn't take long for him to cum, his body had been begging for the release too long. Patrick hollowed his cheeks and moved his head up and down. He knew exactly what would cause his lover to lose control. Patrick then hummed around the cock and Seb let out a cry against the vibration.
"Patrick!" he cried as he came into the willing mouth.
Pat swallowed every drop that his lover had to offer before letting the soft cock slip from his lips. He kissed a trail up Seb's satisfied body until he reached the slightly parted lips. Patrick kissed him softly and Seb deepened it, tasting himself in his boyfriend's mouth.
"We have to dress, now," Patrick whispered, reluctantly. He would love nothing more than spend his day in bed with Sebastien, his Sebby.
The younger man nodded and they both got up from the bed slowly. Seb put on his boxers slowly, trying to get used to the butt plug. Then he pulled up his pants and gasped when the object pushed up slightly in response. He quickly threw on a shirt and one of Patrick's sweatshirts, just in case he needed to hide a bulge in his shorts later on in the day. When he was fully dressed he felt arms wrap around his waist from behind. Seb closed his eyes in contentment, leaving back into Patrick's embrace. Pat placed a kiss on his boyfriend's neck and tightened his grip, pulling him closer.
The sweet moment was shattered, however, by an irritated and whiny voice.
"Get your butts down here, you lazy bums! Or else David will eat all your all food!" Jeff called from the stairs.
"Be right down, baldy!" Patrick yelled back with a smirk, knowing it would push the guitarist's buttons.
"Whatever," the older man grumbled before walking back into the kitchen to finish his own breakfast.
"I guess it's time to go, babe," Pat stated, grabbing Seb's hand and pulling him out of the room, making sure to lock their door behind them.
"How's walking?" Patrick asked concerned.
Seb blushed. "Not uncomfortable. Just a little weird, I'm not used to feeling so full unless it's in bed with you," he explained softly, looking down at the floor.
It still amazed him that Sebastien could be so wanton and begging in their bed, yet the smaller man still became flustered and shy outside of their bedroom. Patrick placed a sweet kiss upon Seb's lips, he just couldn't help it when his lover acted so cute.
Then he dragged Sebastien down the stairs into the kitchen where the rest of the band was waiting.
"About time," Jeff grumbled, obviously still upset over the earlier comment.
They both simply rolled their eyes and ignored him as they walked over to their seats in front of their plates. Nobody noticed as Sebastien sat down carefully, and as the younger man bit his bottom lip in order to prevent the moan threatening to form. The plug had shifted and had pushed up into his clenching hole. He shivered slightly and pulled the hoodie tighter around his body.
The two of them ate their breakfast as the others argued about the day's schedule. The band had an interview this morning with a local magazine. Everyone pretty much agreed that they would grab lunch afterwards. Sebastien couldn't have been more pleased that he could get home as soon as they finished eating, the sooner the better. Meanwhile, Patrick could feel his body flush with arousal at the thought of his Seb sitting in front of the clueless writer. One look at Patrick and the dark-haired man knew exactly what was going through his mind, Seb was just thankful it wasn't being filmed. It was a good thing that he tended to keep quiet during interviews anyway, no one would suspect unusual behavior.
"Let's go, love birds, we're gonna be late," Chuck chided, clearing away their dishes even though both were still eating.
"We should hurry, then, before bossy throws another hissy fit," Pierre advised quickly as he ran out the door, knowing well that he would be chased down in a moment.
"Hey!" Chuck called, "that was not a fit, I was panicked!" He soon ran after the lead vocalist.
The four left sitting in the room merely shrugged, the morning ritual was nothing new. They all soon had to follow, however, or else those two would rip each other's hair out.
All six of them fit comfortably in the mini van with seven seats. There were two seats in the middle and three towards the back. The vehicle had been an unanimous decision amongst the band. It proved to be the easiest means of transportation when they all had to be somewhere. They all piled in and sat in their usual places. Chuck sat at the steering wheel while Pierre was in the passenger's side. Both Jeff and David opted to stay right in the middle, that way they would be included in every conversation. Meanwhile, Pat and Seb opted for their privacy and usual ended up cuddling in the back seat. That is exactly what they did today; the couple secluded themselves. They salvaged some alone time during these rides as the others talked up front; they were free to snuggle all they wanted. Currently, Sebastien was leaning his back against his boyfriend's chest, relaxing into the protective embrace.
"Just knowing the plug is inside you makes me so hot," Patrick breathed into Seb's ear.
"Shit, you're going to make me hard," Sebastien gasped quietly, feeling his jeans become a little tight.
"I have no qualms about that," Pat smirked. He took one of his hands and placed it at Seb's entrance and pushed.
The pressure had Seb biting his lower lip and his cock growing harder in his pants.
"Damn you," he growled, turning his head into his lover's shoulder.
"Shh, baby. Just relax; I love seeing you like this. You're going to be answering all those questions with your dick begging to cum, but only I can give you that sweet release," Patrick continued in a husky whisper, breathing hot air into the sensitive ear. Just to prove his point, Patrick moved his palm to the bulge in Seb's lap and pressed the heel of his hand down.
"I hate you," Seb groaned into his lover's chest, having turned almost completely to hide his face. He was so worked up but he knew that he'd have to wait, and he was not a patient person.
"You love me," Pat teased, "and you love this as much as I do."
Sebastien couldn't help but to agree. He did; he enjoyed it very much.
It was all too soon when the van stopped and they had reached their destination.
"Time to shine, baby," Pat smiled and helped Seb out of the car.
Sebastien felt his face flush as he pulled his hoodie down further by the single pocket in the front. The older man couldn't help but smile at his lover's pretty blush. He gave into his strong desire and discreetly placed his hand onto Seb's shoulder. Friendly, yet so much more.
When they finally met their interviews they were all very nice and courteous. They shook hands with everyone before taking their respective seats at the table.
The words asked were no surprise. Every one of them were questions that they'd heard before. The only thing different about this interview was the fact that Sebastien kept squirming in his chair, cheeks red, and making no comments at all. Patrick was currently filming his dark-haired lover very closely, never take his eyes off the younger man. At one point of the interview, after Pierre made a corny joke at Chuck's expense, Patrick noticed a man looking at his lover suggestively. Pat could feel his blood boil as he watched the stranger's eyes roam over Sebastien's slim form.
Making a quick decision, Pat put on a fake smirk and walked over the man staring hungrily at Seb. It look as if this stranger hadn't eaten for days and Seb was a piece of meat.
"Which one you checking out?" he asked, trying to sound like some stereotypical male as he nudge the man's shoulder.
"The small one at the end. He seems quiet now, but I bet he's a screamer in bed," the man replied with a hungry grin, still eyeing Sebastien.
Patrick had to stop himself from strangling the man at that comment. He forced himself to put on a fake grin as he turned and leaned in close.
"You're right, he is. But he only screams for me," Pat told him with an accomplished smile before walking away.
The man who worked on the magazine was left stunned, mouth agape, as he stared at Patrick's retreating back.
Meanwhile, Patrick couldn't help but feel pleased with himself. He was sure that the man wouldn't be making any passes to Seb. With that issue settled, Pat returned to filming his lover squirm and blush.
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Sebastien was so relieved when the questions finally stopped. He was ready to kill his friends for talking so much. He wanted nothing more at the moment than to go back to bed with Patrick. The guitarist was literary aching to feel his boyfriend's touch. Therefore, as the band started to make their way back to the van, Sebastien stayed glued to Patrick's side. He wrapped his arms around the older man and it didn't even register when his friends commented on his silence. The only thing his mind was aware of was Patrick's arm around his shoulder, holding him close. Seb could still feel the plug move as he walked and wished he could replace it with his lover. His body reacted even further at the thought.
Meanwhile, Patrick couldn't help but smile or his boyfriend's behavior. He also couldn't wait, however, to get back home to lay his claim on his Seb. That wasn't the only reason, though, this was more than just some animal lust. Pat loved Sebastien; the smaller man owned his heart. Patrick needed to get home to prove this.
When the band got back into the van they all sat in their original seating positions. Seb continued to hold unto Patrick tightly, refusing to release his grip.
"What do you guys think about lunch?" Pierre asked from the front, thinking with his stomach.
Everybody gave an affirmative answer, already discussing possible places where they wanted to eat. However, Sebastien's whole body tensed immediately at the question. He didn't think he could survive much longer.
"Uh, actually," Patrick interrupted, "would you drop us off at the house?"
He couldn't wait anymore; lunch was simply out of the question.
"Why? Aren't you two hungry?" Chuck asked, concern edged in his voice as he kept his eyes on the rode.
"Seb isn't feeling very well right now, that's the reason why he was so quiet at the interview," Pat explained, lying swiftly, "it would be best if I take him home."
The rest of the band took a look at their youngest member. Seb currently had his head buried in Pat's shoulder.
"Then we'll drop you both off and leave you with a noiseless house. That should be good for Seb," Chuck agreed.
"Poor, baby," David commented with a pout.
Patrick was relieved and thankful for the lie he'd come up with, it worked perfectly.
It didn't take long to get back home, but it felt like forever to the couple. When the van finally stopped the two practically jumped out while it was still moving.
"Feel better, kiddo," Jeff yelled from the car as they disappeared inside the house.
Finally, was the thought that screamed in both their minds.
As soon as the door was shut Sebastien pushed Patrick against the door, attacking his mouth. The kiss was intense and full of burning passion as hands roamed everywhere. Seb rolled his pelvis into his boyfriend's, feeling the answering hardness against his hip. He moaned into Pat's mouth at the sensation. He'd been waiting too long for the this. Sebastien was full of pent-up frustration.
Patrick switched their positions in a flash, and pushed up against Seb's body. He slid his hands underneath Sebastien's shirt and hoodie. He then pulled them both up and over Seb's head in one swift instant.
"Hop up, babe," he told Sebastien. His lover nodded and jumped up and wrapped his legs around Patrick's waist and his arms around his neck.
Patrick grinned from ear to ear as they continued to kiss. He then began to make the journey up to their room, albeit a slow one.
When the finally made it into their room, they closed the door and Patrick gently set Sebastien onto the ground. They both stepped back slightly to look each other over. They were both panting, flushed, and rock hard in their pants.
Patrick stepped forward and unbuckled the smaller man's belt, kissing the exposed neck at the same time. He pulled the belt out of the pants are discarded them unto the floor. He then went on the undo the shorts that were concealing Sebastien's lower body. His lover whimpered in relief when his cock sprung free from the confines of his pants. Stepping back, Patrick admired the body that he had the privilege to worship each day. He placed on left kiss upon Seb's red lips before sweeping the smaller man off his feet. Patrick walked over to their bed, where he laid Sebastien out on top of it.
"Oh, baby. I've been waiting all day to touch you," Patrick breathed into Seb's ear, as he laid out across the guitarist's body.
Sebastien could only moan at his lover's words, but he knew that Patrick understood.
Pat began to leave a trail of wet kisses down the younger man's chest, stopping at a nipple. He first bit the flesh before soothing it with his tongue. He was satisfied when he felt it erect, due to his ministrations. Patrick then gave its twin the same treatment. He placed a fleeting kiss right on Sebastien's naval before lifting himself off the bed. Seb made a whining noise, but stayed put. The younger man watched as Patrick undressed slowly in front of him. It was sweet torture for Sebastien.
The older man smirk at his lover as he walked over to their bedside table. He came back with a black scarf and a bottle of lube. Sebastien shivered at the sight, his body was burning out of control.
Patrick took Seb's hands and placed them over his head. He then tied the scarf around to bed post and Seb's hands. His boyfriend whimpered slightly at the restraint; it turned the younger man on immensely but he was also desperate to touch his lover.
"I'm going to be the only one touching you tonight, baby," Pat informed him in a husky voice.
"Please," Seb begged, barely audible.
"Shh, baby. I have something else planned for your mouth," Patrick told him with a sexy smile.
Immediately, Sebastien's mind was going over every possibility. He desperately hoped it was what he wanted to do.
Crawling up the bed, Patrick straddled his boyfriend's stomach. He then began to run his finger up his hard cock. Pat moaned, throwing his head back as he wrapped his fist around his erection.
"Oh, yes. Fuck," he hissed as he began to jerk himself off in front of Sebastien.
At that moment, Seb was drooling at the sight of his lover fucking his own hand. Sebastien was hungry for the tempting flesh. He desperately wanted to take it into his mouth. The quivering man parted his lips in an invitation.
Patrick smirked at the wanton man underneath him, begging to taste him.
"You want this, baby?" he asked, gesturing his hard flesh, "do you want to suck my cock?"
"Yes," Seb answered hoarsely.
"How bad do you want it?" Pat asked, moving his hand up and down slower in a tempting fashion.
"So, bad."
"I want to hear you beg for. Beg for it, slut," Patrick ordered, his hand speeding back up.
"Please, please let me suck your cock.," Sebastien begged, his eyes never leaving the moving hand.
"Good, boy." Patrick then moved further up the bed so that he was kneeling over Seb's head. His cock now right over the willing mouth.
"Suck me," he ordered, his hands now placed on top of the bedpost.
Sebastien shivered at the sight of the hard flesh near his face. He stuck his tongue out to lick the leaking tip of his lover. He moaned immediately at the taste of pre-cum on his lips. Seb leant up further to take more of the delicious cock into his mouth. Patrick then took one hand to gently force Seb's head to get him to lay down upon the pillow. Pat began to thrust slowly into the warm heat his lover created. Seb was willing and he took it all happily.
Soon Patrick had to pull away from Seb's mouth as he came too close to the edge. Sebastien whimpered and tried to follow the hard flesh.
"I want to come inside you, babe," Pat told him, gently stroking his lover's face.
Seb nodded enthusiastically; he'd been waiting all morning for this.
Patrick kissed his lover slowly, tasting himself, before moving back down the bed. He once again sat between Sebastien's legs. He couldn't help touching the plug inside his beautiful lover's body. Sebastien moaned loudly as the object pushed up further into his body.
"Please," he begged, raising his hips in an invitation.
"Patience, love." Patrick reached over to the side of the bed to something Seb hadn't noticed before. His eyes widened immediately as he realized what was in his lover's hand.
"No," he whimpered as Patrick placed the cock ring around his erection. "I need to come, please."
"You will babe," Pat replied, soothing Seb by stroking his sides, "when I give you permission."
Sebastien nodded tremulously, trusting his lover completely.
Patrick smiled up at his love, as he slowly eased the butt plug from the tight canal. Seb moaned loudly when it was finally pulled free, he now felt utterly empty.
"Hurry, fill me," he pleaded.
"Always, baby," Pat replied. He then slicked up his fingers with lube, in order to make sure Seb was loose enough. Patrick took his fingers out to coat his erection with lube.
"Read, love?" he asked, placing his aching cock at Sebastien's entrance.
"Yes, oh yes," Seb answered, his body trembling in anticipation.
Patrick slowly began to push into Sebastien, his hands on the younger man's hips. Seb wrapped his legs around his lover's waist, as he closed his eyes as he was filled.
"Oh, fuck, babe. You're still so tight," Pat commented, pushing in completely. He cock was now being gripped by Sebastien's tight canal.
He started off slow, as he began to thrust inside his lover. His movements were also shallow. The action was pure torture to Seb, who was aching for release. Sebastien let out a frustrated cry, but he was unable to cum with the pressure on his cock from the ring. Patrick decided he had been cruel enough to his lover. He began to thrust faster and harder into Sebastien. He angled his thrusts to hit the guitarist's prostrate each time. Seb cried out loudly, pushing back to meet Patrick's movements. They were both panting as they moved together.
Patrick could feel his release building up, and he knew he couldn't could back. He thrust a few more times before removing the restricting cock ring from Sebastion. He wrapped his hand around the leaking cock, and stroked once. That's all it took for Seb to come all over Patrick's hand and both of their stomachs.
"Patrick!" Seb cried when he came. He'd waited so long, but it had all been worth it.
After Sebastien came, Patrick then allowed himself to fill his lover with his cum. And the younger man smiled as he felt full once more, it made him feel whole.
Patrick carefully laid down on top of the smaller body, as they both attempted to catch their breaths. However, he was soon forced to ease himself from Sebastien in order to clean them both up. First he untied the scarf that had bound the guitarist. Patrick then disappeared into the bathroom, only to return with a wet rag to wash off their bodies. After he got rid of the wash cloth, he returned to the bed next to his lover. Immediately, Sebastien curled up towards Patrick. He rested his head onto Patrick's chest and his arms around the larger waist. He snuggled further and a content sigh escaped his lips.
"That was amazing," Sebastien said, relaxing into Patrick's embrace.
"Hm, I agree," Pat replied, wrapping his own arms around the slim waist and pulling Seb close. "So, I assume you liked it."
"Oh yea," he smiled, his eyes closing.
"Good."
They remained in silence for a moment, all that could be heard was their breathing.
"I love you," Pat said after a while.
Sebastien grinned and looked up at his wonderful boyfriend.
"And I love you too," he replied, placing a sweet kiss upon Patrick's lips.
The two lovebirds fell asleep, content in each other's arms. They didn't care that it was the middle of the afternoon, or that their friends would be returning soon. All that mattered was that they fit together, just like this.
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The End
A/N: I've x-posted this, but I just had to post it here as well. Hope you enjoyed =)
Pairing: Patrick/Sebastien
Author: Holdon666
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Standalone. What goes on behind closed doors...
Disclaimer: I do not own anything. Sadly, this is all made up. But a girl can dream.
A/N: I love this community, and pairing too much =)
Seb awoke to the feeling of protective arms wrapped around his body and a steady heartbeat underneath his ear. He snuggled closer into the warm chest and tried to will the morning away. The guitarist didn't want to get up, not just yet. He sighed, however, when a kiss was placed upon his head and the arms tightened their hold. Time to face the morning's sun.
"Come on, baby. It's time to get up," Pat insisted.
"Mmm. But I feel so nice right here," Sebastien whined, staying close to the warm body of his boyfriend.
"I have a surprise for you, but you have to be awake to get it," Patrick said, using the information to coax the smaller man out of bed.
Immediately, Seb's eyes opened and he looked up at the older man.
"What is it?" Sebastien asked eagerly.
"Shh, just lie back, love," Pat told him, rolling the dark-haired man onto his back.
He then stood up from the bed and walked over to his dresser. First he pulled out a clean pair of boxers before he reached in and took out a shoe box. Patrick walked back to his lover who was lying naked on their bed. He kneeled at the end of the mattress between Sebastien's feet. He placed the box beside him and lifted the lid. His lover had pushed up onto his elbows, curious as to what was inside. Patrick then pulled out a dark butt plug, perfectly visible to Seb's eyes. He felt himself become aroused at the possibilities.
"I bought this just for you, baby. You'll wear it all day and as soon as we get home I have plans for your sinful body," Pat informed him in a husky voice.
"Spread your legs and bend your knees for me," he ordered his sub. He watched as Seb did as he was told, planting his feet flat on the mattress.
"Good, boy," Pat approved with a hungry grin, growing aroused himself at the sight of his lover so open and vulnerable just for him.
"Now, keep your hands at your sides. Don't even think about touching yourself," he told Seb, a slight warning in his words. To ensure that he understood, Pat trailed a finger down the half-hard shaft between the bent legs. A whimper escaped Sebastien's lips and he felt his body tremble as the feather light touch was removed from his body. He let himself fall back onto the bed, his arms aching.
Patrick took the lube from the bedside table. He opened the tube and applied it to his fingers, covering them. The older man placed his clean hand on his lover's hip, while a finger circled the puckered entrance. Seb moaned softly and gripped the sheets as his cock grew harder. The slippery finger then pushed into the quivering hole, thrusting back and forth immediately. The guitarist gasped at the intrusion and his eyes fell shit. Patrick simply smiled as he crooked his finger in just the right angle.
"Oh God," Seb groaned, at the strong sensation his prostate caused. His cock was now aching and hard against his stomach.
Patrick smiled as his lover began to lose control of his body. He placed a soft teasing kiss upon the head of the hard length. This caused Seb to try and thrust his hips upward to follow the warm touch but Pat's arm prevented this. He whined and twisted the sheets in his hands in frustration. Patrick then added a second finger and began to scissor them, stretching his lover's hole. He then thrust them in and out as he added a third finger, hitting Sebastien's pleasure spot every time.
Seb was now quivering with need, his body was begging to be touched. The head of his cock was glistening with pre-cum, staining the stomach beneath it. Patrick then slowly removed his fingers and Sebastien whined in protest of the loss, his body trying to push down towards the touch.
"Calm down, baby. It's time for your present," Pat told him, as he covered the dark plug with lube for an easy entry.
The smaller man let out a groan as the foreign object was pushed into his body. His boyfriend smiled at the picture in front of him, Seb's body trembling with the plug now completely inserted in the tight hole.
"Please," the guitarist pleaded softly as he no longer felt his lover's touch.
"Hmm," Patrick pretended to ponder, "I was planning on leaving you this hard. I didn't want you to cum until later."
Seb's eyes shot open at this. "No... please," he begged desperately, his hips pumping into the air looking for any contact.
Patrick loved having this much control over his younger lover. He could leave Seb and order him to dress with the hard on, or he could allow his boy to cum. He already knew he'd choose the latter, he was never that cruel. However, he wasn't beneath letting Sebastien think that he'd find no release this morning.
After a moment he faked a reluctant sigh. "Alright. Only because you begged so prettily, baby," he said, caving to his lover's needs.
Leaning down he took the head of the throbbing flesh into his mouth, between his lips. Pat held onto the hips in order to stop them from thrusting into his willing mouth. He still kept his control. Seb groaned in relief, only too happy to have his lover's mouth on his aching cock. Patrick then took the entire shaft into his mouth after swirling his tongue around the tip. Sebastien moaned wantonly as his cock was enveloped in wet heat. It wouldn't take long for him to cum, his body had been begging for the release too long. Patrick hollowed his cheeks and moved his head up and down. He knew exactly what would cause his lover to lose control. Patrick then hummed around the cock and Seb let out a cry against the vibration.
"Patrick!" he cried as he came into the willing mouth.
Pat swallowed every drop that his lover had to offer before letting the soft cock slip from his lips. He kissed a trail up Seb's satisfied body until he reached the slightly parted lips. Patrick kissed him softly and Seb deepened it, tasting himself in his boyfriend's mouth.
"We have to dress, now," Patrick whispered, reluctantly. He would love nothing more than spend his day in bed with Sebastien, his Sebby.
The younger man nodded and they both got up from the bed slowly. Seb put on his boxers slowly, trying to get used to the butt plug. Then he pulled up his pants and gasped when the object pushed up slightly in response. He quickly threw on a shirt and one of Patrick's sweatshirts, just in case he needed to hide a bulge in his shorts later on in the day. When he was fully dressed he felt arms wrap around his waist from behind. Seb closed his eyes in contentment, leaving back into Patrick's embrace. Pat placed a kiss on his boyfriend's neck and tightened his grip, pulling him closer.
The sweet moment was shattered, however, by an irritated and whiny voice.
"Get your butts down here, you lazy bums! Or else David will eat all your all food!" Jeff called from the stairs.
"Be right down, baldy!" Patrick yelled back with a smirk, knowing it would push the guitarist's buttons.
"Whatever," the older man grumbled before walking back into the kitchen to finish his own breakfast.
"I guess it's time to go, babe," Pat stated, grabbing Seb's hand and pulling him out of the room, making sure to lock their door behind them.
"How's walking?" Patrick asked concerned.
Seb blushed. "Not uncomfortable. Just a little weird, I'm not used to feeling so full unless it's in bed with you," he explained softly, looking down at the floor.
It still amazed him that Sebastien could be so wanton and begging in their bed, yet the smaller man still became flustered and shy outside of their bedroom. Patrick placed a sweet kiss upon Seb's lips, he just couldn't help it when his lover acted so cute.
Then he dragged Sebastien down the stairs into the kitchen where the rest of the band was waiting.
"About time," Jeff grumbled, obviously still upset over the earlier comment.
They both simply rolled their eyes and ignored him as they walked over to their seats in front of their plates. Nobody noticed as Sebastien sat down carefully, and as the younger man bit his bottom lip in order to prevent the moan threatening to form. The plug had shifted and had pushed up into his clenching hole. He shivered slightly and pulled the hoodie tighter around his body.
The two of them ate their breakfast as the others argued about the day's schedule. The band had an interview this morning with a local magazine. Everyone pretty much agreed that they would grab lunch afterwards. Sebastien couldn't have been more pleased that he could get home as soon as they finished eating, the sooner the better. Meanwhile, Patrick could feel his body flush with arousal at the thought of his Seb sitting in front of the clueless writer. One look at Patrick and the dark-haired man knew exactly what was going through his mind, Seb was just thankful it wasn't being filmed. It was a good thing that he tended to keep quiet during interviews anyway, no one would suspect unusual behavior.
"Let's go, love birds, we're gonna be late," Chuck chided, clearing away their dishes even though both were still eating.
"We should hurry, then, before bossy throws another hissy fit," Pierre advised quickly as he ran out the door, knowing well that he would be chased down in a moment.
"Hey!" Chuck called, "that was not a fit, I was panicked!" He soon ran after the lead vocalist.
The four left sitting in the room merely shrugged, the morning ritual was nothing new. They all soon had to follow, however, or else those two would rip each other's hair out.
All six of them fit comfortably in the mini van with seven seats. There were two seats in the middle and three towards the back. The vehicle had been an unanimous decision amongst the band. It proved to be the easiest means of transportation when they all had to be somewhere. They all piled in and sat in their usual places. Chuck sat at the steering wheel while Pierre was in the passenger's side. Both Jeff and David opted to stay right in the middle, that way they would be included in every conversation. Meanwhile, Pat and Seb opted for their privacy and usual ended up cuddling in the back seat. That is exactly what they did today; the couple secluded themselves. They salvaged some alone time during these rides as the others talked up front; they were free to snuggle all they wanted. Currently, Sebastien was leaning his back against his boyfriend's chest, relaxing into the protective embrace.
"Just knowing the plug is inside you makes me so hot," Patrick breathed into Seb's ear.
"Shit, you're going to make me hard," Sebastien gasped quietly, feeling his jeans become a little tight.
"I have no qualms about that," Pat smirked. He took one of his hands and placed it at Seb's entrance and pushed.
The pressure had Seb biting his lower lip and his cock growing harder in his pants.
"Damn you," he growled, turning his head into his lover's shoulder.
"Shh, baby. Just relax; I love seeing you like this. You're going to be answering all those questions with your dick begging to cum, but only I can give you that sweet release," Patrick continued in a husky whisper, breathing hot air into the sensitive ear. Just to prove his point, Patrick moved his palm to the bulge in Seb's lap and pressed the heel of his hand down.
"I hate you," Seb groaned into his lover's chest, having turned almost completely to hide his face. He was so worked up but he knew that he'd have to wait, and he was not a patient person.
"You love me," Pat teased, "and you love this as much as I do."
Sebastien couldn't help but to agree. He did; he enjoyed it very much.
It was all too soon when the van stopped and they had reached their destination.
"Time to shine, baby," Pat smiled and helped Seb out of the car.
Sebastien felt his face flush as he pulled his hoodie down further by the single pocket in the front. The older man couldn't help but smile at his lover's pretty blush. He gave into his strong desire and discreetly placed his hand onto Seb's shoulder. Friendly, yet so much more.
When they finally met their interviews they were all very nice and courteous. They shook hands with everyone before taking their respective seats at the table.
The words asked were no surprise. Every one of them were questions that they'd heard before. The only thing different about this interview was the fact that Sebastien kept squirming in his chair, cheeks red, and making no comments at all. Patrick was currently filming his dark-haired lover very closely, never take his eyes off the younger man. At one point of the interview, after Pierre made a corny joke at Chuck's expense, Patrick noticed a man looking at his lover suggestively. Pat could feel his blood boil as he watched the stranger's eyes roam over Sebastien's slim form.
Making a quick decision, Pat put on a fake smirk and walked over the man staring hungrily at Seb. It look as if this stranger hadn't eaten for days and Seb was a piece of meat.
"Which one you checking out?" he asked, trying to sound like some stereotypical male as he nudge the man's shoulder.
"The small one at the end. He seems quiet now, but I bet he's a screamer in bed," the man replied with a hungry grin, still eyeing Sebastien.
Patrick had to stop himself from strangling the man at that comment. He forced himself to put on a fake grin as he turned and leaned in close.
"You're right, he is. But he only screams for me," Pat told him with an accomplished smile before walking away.
The man who worked on the magazine was left stunned, mouth agape, as he stared at Patrick's retreating back.
Meanwhile, Patrick couldn't help but feel pleased with himself. He was sure that the man wouldn't be making any passes to Seb. With that issue settled, Pat returned to filming his lover squirm and blush.
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Sebastien was so relieved when the questions finally stopped. He was ready to kill his friends for talking so much. He wanted nothing more at the moment than to go back to bed with Patrick. The guitarist was literary aching to feel his boyfriend's touch. Therefore, as the band started to make their way back to the van, Sebastien stayed glued to Patrick's side. He wrapped his arms around the older man and it didn't even register when his friends commented on his silence. The only thing his mind was aware of was Patrick's arm around his shoulder, holding him close. Seb could still feel the plug move as he walked and wished he could replace it with his lover. His body reacted even further at the thought.
Meanwhile, Patrick couldn't help but smile or his boyfriend's behavior. He also couldn't wait, however, to get back home to lay his claim on his Seb. That wasn't the only reason, though, this was more than just some animal lust. Pat loved Sebastien; the smaller man owned his heart. Patrick needed to get home to prove this.
When the band got back into the van they all sat in their original seating positions. Seb continued to hold unto Patrick tightly, refusing to release his grip.
"What do you guys think about lunch?" Pierre asked from the front, thinking with his stomach.
Everybody gave an affirmative answer, already discussing possible places where they wanted to eat. However, Sebastien's whole body tensed immediately at the question. He didn't think he could survive much longer.
"Uh, actually," Patrick interrupted, "would you drop us off at the house?"
He couldn't wait anymore; lunch was simply out of the question.
"Why? Aren't you two hungry?" Chuck asked, concern edged in his voice as he kept his eyes on the rode.
"Seb isn't feeling very well right now, that's the reason why he was so quiet at the interview," Pat explained, lying swiftly, "it would be best if I take him home."
The rest of the band took a look at their youngest member. Seb currently had his head buried in Pat's shoulder.
"Then we'll drop you both off and leave you with a noiseless house. That should be good for Seb," Chuck agreed.
"Poor, baby," David commented with a pout.
Patrick was relieved and thankful for the lie he'd come up with, it worked perfectly.
It didn't take long to get back home, but it felt like forever to the couple. When the van finally stopped the two practically jumped out while it was still moving.
"Feel better, kiddo," Jeff yelled from the car as they disappeared inside the house.
Finally, was the thought that screamed in both their minds.
As soon as the door was shut Sebastien pushed Patrick against the door, attacking his mouth. The kiss was intense and full of burning passion as hands roamed everywhere. Seb rolled his pelvis into his boyfriend's, feeling the answering hardness against his hip. He moaned into Pat's mouth at the sensation. He'd been waiting too long for the this. Sebastien was full of pent-up frustration.
Patrick switched their positions in a flash, and pushed up against Seb's body. He slid his hands underneath Sebastien's shirt and hoodie. He then pulled them both up and over Seb's head in one swift instant.
"Hop up, babe," he told Sebastien. His lover nodded and jumped up and wrapped his legs around Patrick's waist and his arms around his neck.
Patrick grinned from ear to ear as they continued to kiss. He then began to make the journey up to their room, albeit a slow one.
When the finally made it into their room, they closed the door and Patrick gently set Sebastien onto the ground. They both stepped back slightly to look each other over. They were both panting, flushed, and rock hard in their pants.
Patrick stepped forward and unbuckled the smaller man's belt, kissing the exposed neck at the same time. He pulled the belt out of the pants are discarded them unto the floor. He then went on the undo the shorts that were concealing Sebastien's lower body. His lover whimpered in relief when his cock sprung free from the confines of his pants. Stepping back, Patrick admired the body that he had the privilege to worship each day. He placed on left kiss upon Seb's red lips before sweeping the smaller man off his feet. Patrick walked over to their bed, where he laid Sebastien out on top of it.
"Oh, baby. I've been waiting all day to touch you," Patrick breathed into Seb's ear, as he laid out across the guitarist's body.
Sebastien could only moan at his lover's words, but he knew that Patrick understood.
Pat began to leave a trail of wet kisses down the younger man's chest, stopping at a nipple. He first bit the flesh before soothing it with his tongue. He was satisfied when he felt it erect, due to his ministrations. Patrick then gave its twin the same treatment. He placed a fleeting kiss right on Sebastien's naval before lifting himself off the bed. Seb made a whining noise, but stayed put. The younger man watched as Patrick undressed slowly in front of him. It was sweet torture for Sebastien.
The older man smirk at his lover as he walked over to their bedside table. He came back with a black scarf and a bottle of lube. Sebastien shivered at the sight, his body was burning out of control.
Patrick took Seb's hands and placed them over his head. He then tied the scarf around to bed post and Seb's hands. His boyfriend whimpered slightly at the restraint; it turned the younger man on immensely but he was also desperate to touch his lover.
"I'm going to be the only one touching you tonight, baby," Pat informed him in a husky voice.
"Please," Seb begged, barely audible.
"Shh, baby. I have something else planned for your mouth," Patrick told him with a sexy smile.
Immediately, Sebastien's mind was going over every possibility. He desperately hoped it was what he wanted to do.
Crawling up the bed, Patrick straddled his boyfriend's stomach. He then began to run his finger up his hard cock. Pat moaned, throwing his head back as he wrapped his fist around his erection.
"Oh, yes. Fuck," he hissed as he began to jerk himself off in front of Sebastien.
At that moment, Seb was drooling at the sight of his lover fucking his own hand. Sebastien was hungry for the tempting flesh. He desperately wanted to take it into his mouth. The quivering man parted his lips in an invitation.
Patrick smirked at the wanton man underneath him, begging to taste him.
"You want this, baby?" he asked, gesturing his hard flesh, "do you want to suck my cock?"
"Yes," Seb answered hoarsely.
"How bad do you want it?" Pat asked, moving his hand up and down slower in a tempting fashion.
"So, bad."
"I want to hear you beg for. Beg for it, slut," Patrick ordered, his hand speeding back up.
"Please, please let me suck your cock.," Sebastien begged, his eyes never leaving the moving hand.
"Good, boy." Patrick then moved further up the bed so that he was kneeling over Seb's head. His cock now right over the willing mouth.
"Suck me," he ordered, his hands now placed on top of the bedpost.
Sebastien shivered at the sight of the hard flesh near his face. He stuck his tongue out to lick the leaking tip of his lover. He moaned immediately at the taste of pre-cum on his lips. Seb leant up further to take more of the delicious cock into his mouth. Patrick then took one hand to gently force Seb's head to get him to lay down upon the pillow. Pat began to thrust slowly into the warm heat his lover created. Seb was willing and he took it all happily.
Soon Patrick had to pull away from Seb's mouth as he came too close to the edge. Sebastien whimpered and tried to follow the hard flesh.
"I want to come inside you, babe," Pat told him, gently stroking his lover's face.
Seb nodded enthusiastically; he'd been waiting all morning for this.
Patrick kissed his lover slowly, tasting himself, before moving back down the bed. He once again sat between Sebastien's legs. He couldn't help touching the plug inside his beautiful lover's body. Sebastien moaned loudly as the object pushed up further into his body.
"Please," he begged, raising his hips in an invitation.
"Patience, love." Patrick reached over to the side of the bed to something Seb hadn't noticed before. His eyes widened immediately as he realized what was in his lover's hand.
"No," he whimpered as Patrick placed the cock ring around his erection. "I need to come, please."
"You will babe," Pat replied, soothing Seb by stroking his sides, "when I give you permission."
Sebastien nodded tremulously, trusting his lover completely.
Patrick smiled up at his love, as he slowly eased the butt plug from the tight canal. Seb moaned loudly when it was finally pulled free, he now felt utterly empty.
"Hurry, fill me," he pleaded.
"Always, baby," Pat replied. He then slicked up his fingers with lube, in order to make sure Seb was loose enough. Patrick took his fingers out to coat his erection with lube.
"Read, love?" he asked, placing his aching cock at Sebastien's entrance.
"Yes, oh yes," Seb answered, his body trembling in anticipation.
Patrick slowly began to push into Sebastien, his hands on the younger man's hips. Seb wrapped his legs around his lover's waist, as he closed his eyes as he was filled.
"Oh, fuck, babe. You're still so tight," Pat commented, pushing in completely. He cock was now being gripped by Sebastien's tight canal.
He started off slow, as he began to thrust inside his lover. His movements were also shallow. The action was pure torture to Seb, who was aching for release. Sebastien let out a frustrated cry, but he was unable to cum with the pressure on his cock from the ring. Patrick decided he had been cruel enough to his lover. He began to thrust faster and harder into Sebastien. He angled his thrusts to hit the guitarist's prostrate each time. Seb cried out loudly, pushing back to meet Patrick's movements. They were both panting as they moved together.
Patrick could feel his release building up, and he knew he couldn't could back. He thrust a few more times before removing the restricting cock ring from Sebastion. He wrapped his hand around the leaking cock, and stroked once. That's all it took for Seb to come all over Patrick's hand and both of their stomachs.
"Patrick!" Seb cried when he came. He'd waited so long, but it had all been worth it.
After Sebastien came, Patrick then allowed himself to fill his lover with his cum. And the younger man smiled as he felt full once more, it made him feel whole.
Patrick carefully laid down on top of the smaller body, as they both attempted to catch their breaths. However, he was soon forced to ease himself from Sebastien in order to clean them both up. First he untied the scarf that had bound the guitarist. Patrick then disappeared into the bathroom, only to return with a wet rag to wash off their bodies. After he got rid of the wash cloth, he returned to the bed next to his lover. Immediately, Sebastien curled up towards Patrick. He rested his head onto Patrick's chest and his arms around the larger waist. He snuggled further and a content sigh escaped his lips.
"That was amazing," Sebastien said, relaxing into Patrick's embrace.
"Hm, I agree," Pat replied, wrapping his own arms around the slim waist and pulling Seb close. "So, I assume you liked it."
"Oh yea," he smiled, his eyes closing.
"Good."
They remained in silence for a moment, all that could be heard was their breathing.
"I love you," Pat said after a while.
Sebastien grinned and looked up at his wonderful boyfriend.
"And I love you too," he replied, placing a sweet kiss upon Patrick's lips.
The two lovebirds fell asleep, content in each other's arms. They didn't care that it was the middle of the afternoon, or that their friends would be returning soon. All that mattered was that they fit together, just like this.
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The End
A/N: I've x-posted this, but I just had to post it here as well. Hope you enjoyed =)