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Chapter 37- Get me out of my mind and get you out of those clothes

~Patrick~
So, Ryan's staying. I don't think I even care anymore. The public knows that we're dating, right? So why would it matter if they saw a little bit of something that we do?

That was what I was trying to tell myself when Pete told me what happened. He was, of course, livid but I kept calm.

“Patrick, are you even listening to me?! I just told you that fucking asshole is staying in our home even after what he did to us!”

I took his face in my hands and looked into his chocolate brown eyes.

“Look, there's nothing we can do. It'd either him staying, or me going. And honestly, I don't think I'd do well in jail.”

He chuckled at the thought. “Yeah, they'd mess my Patty Cakes up.”

I raised my eyebrows. “Patty Cakes?”

“It's a nickname Natasha made up.”

I shook my head, smiling. “Of course she did.”

I cleared my throat. “But anyway, we just have to live with him the best we can because for some reason he wants to stay with us.”

He blew out a breath. “Probably because he wants to fuck me.”

“Not everything is about you, you know. He could want to fuck me.” I said, giving him a stern look.

He laughed lightly. “No offense, baby, but I think the only people that want to fuck you in this house is me and Natasha.”

Just then, she walked out of her room moaning.

“What's up with you?” He said in a concerned voice.

She flopped down on the couch next to me, closing her eyes.

“I am so horny.” She said, dragging out each word.

I took off my hat and ran my fingers through my hair, trying to think of what to say.

“Um, that's nice, I guess.”

“Oh, no it's torture.” She shifted in her seat, scooting closer to me.

“Well, uh, I'm sorry to hear that.”

She moaned. “Patrick, you are such an idiot!”

I put my hands in the air. “Hey, what did I do?!”

“You're supposed to do something about it!”

“What am I supposed to do, hire you a male prostitute?!”

She smacked her forehead. “Oh my fucking God, I said that YOU need to do something about it!”

Pete snickered. “Dude, she wants you to fuck her.”

My face fell. “What?”

She pouted and looked me in the eye. “Please, Patrick. I really need this. You got me into this mess in the first place, it's the least you could do.”

I looked at Pete, hoping for him to save me.

He laughed. “Hey, it's fine with me.”

Damn him.

“Uh, I guess I could do it for you.” I said, nervously.

She grinned. “I knew you'd come along. Come right this way.”

She got up and started towards her room. I reluctantly followed, giving Pete a kiss before I left.

When she shut the door, she sat down on the bed. She patted a spot next to her and I sat down.

She put her hand on my thigh, working her way up. I stopped her, taking her hand in mine.

“Can you give me a minute?”

“What's wrong?” She asked.

“It's been awhile since I've been with a woman.”

She pointed at her stomach. “It hasn't been that long, big boy.”

I sighed. “I barely remember it happening. So, this is the first time I've been with a woman since I was last with Natasha.”

“Oh, I see.” She put her hands in her lap, staring at me.


I ran my fingers through my hair and paced around the room a little.

“Patrick, are you okay? Look, it's not going to be that big of a deal. It's just a quicky.”

I stopped pacing. “Yeah, you're right. Ha, I can't believe I'm sweating over this whole thing. We're adults, right? Or at least I am.”

“I consider myself as an adult.”

I sat down next to her again. “Well, alright then. We're just two adults having sex. Okay, let's do this!”

I took the tips of my fingers and brushed them out of her face. I leaned in and closed my eyes. She put her hand on the back on my head and leaned in, pressing lightly on my lips. It felt awkward at first, but I soon forgot who Natasha was. All I knew was that she was a woman and she wanted me.

I hungrily stuck my tongue inside her mouth, swirling around the insides of her cheeks. She moved her other hand from the bed onto my thigh, slowly moving it closer towards me. She broke the kiss long enough to nibble on my lip, something Pete never did.

Her hand was soon on my already hard dick, massaging it through the jean fabric. I moved my hands inside her shirt and fiddled with her bra. Her tongue slid around in my mouth in a rhythmic pattern, making it difficult to concentrate. I finally got it unhooked and I started sliding off her shirt. We broke our kiss to lift it off her head, but she soon put her lips back on mine feverishly.

I pulled her bra off to reveal her breasts. I felt them gratefully. We layed down, me balancing myself on top of her and began kissing each breast. It had been such a long time since I'd ever touched any that I just wanted to spend time admiring them.

She urged me down towards her pants and I obeyed, sliding down her body. I unbuttoned her jeans, tugging them off, and threw them on the floor. My fingers reached inside her pink underwear to feel her pussy. She was wet. I sucked on my fingers then started to pull the underwear off. She raised her hips off the bed so I removed them easily.

I put my head down and licked at her slit. She curled her toes, already feeling pleasure. I buried myself deeper, biting and teasing her nub. I heard her whimper, and I chuckled. I licked at the juices already forming inside.

She gripped at the sheets when I took two of my fingers and inserted them into her entrance. Her body twisted, squeaking out my name. I pulled them in and out of her in a rhythmic motion. I loved how her body reacted to every touch. So much more easier to please than Pete. I pulled my fingers out, then put in three, stretching her out for what was soon to come. Her whimpering became more desperate and I smiled.

“Do you like that, Natasha? Does this feel good?” I curled my fingers inside of her, hitting her spot.

“Yes!” She panted, looking close to coming.


I pulled my fingers out and licked each one. She tasted delicious.

I took off my shirt and then dropped it to the floor. Then I unbuttoned my pants and I made sure to take my time. Natasha whimpered for me to hurry, but I did it as slowly as I could.

Once I was fully naked, I took my semi hard cock into my hand and moved it up and down over it. She stared with passion and fury in her eyes.

“Hurry!” She yelled.

I got on the bed and spread her legs. I rubbed the tip of my dick and rubbed it against her entrance. I slid it in with one quick movement. She yelped when I slammed into her. Her body was glistening with sweat. She gripped the sheets when I quickened my pace. I enjoyed the feeling of her walls closing tightly around me.

“Oh, baby, you're so tight.”

I made sure that she took in all my length as I thrusted in and out of her. She was getting wetter and my cock began to leak precum. I pulled out as far as I could and thrusted with great force back into her. I moved quickly and she began to arch her back, ready to cum.

“Oh, Patrick, oh!” She screamed and she gripped the bed with white knuckles as she rode out her orgasm.

She waited patiently as I kept slamming into her body. I tilted my head out and moaned loudly.

“Oh, fuck!” I said, letting my orgasm wash over me. I milked myself until every single drop was gone and pulled out of her.

I layed down beside her, our chests heaving.

She turned her head to look at me. “That was....amazing. It was way better than before. Where did you learn those moves earlier?”

I shrugged. “I don't know. I guess I thought like a girl and thought about what a girl would want.”

She laughed. “Okay, now where did you really learn those moves?”

“Okay, me and Pete have talked about it before.” I said sheepishly.

She ran her fingers through her sweaty hair. “I guess it really doesn't matter where you learned it. You did a fantastic job doing them.”

“Thanks. This was my first time trying them.”

Natasha smiled, kissing me. “I'm glad I was the first one you used them on.”

I heard a knock at the door.

“Who is it?” Natasha yelled.

“It's Pete. I was kinda listening and I stopped hearing noises. So, I assume you guys are done?”

“Pete? Why are you so nosy?”

Pete walked in. “You know me better than that.” He grinned.

“Jesus Christ, Pete, you can't just walk in here!”

He blew out a breath. “Please, I've already seen you naked.”

I smacked my forehead. “I mean Natasha!”

“Yeah, me too.”

She threw a pillow at him. “You pervert! When did you see me naked?!”

“Coming out of the bathroom after a shower. You know, you're supposed to at least come out in a towel.”

She scowled. “I would have, but I couldn't find any towels in the bathroom!”

“Well, you can cover yourself up if you want to, but I've already seen it all.”

She sat up. “Just forget it, I don't even care anymore. I will seriously walk around this house naked and I really won't care.”

Pete laughed. “Would you really? I'll give you twenty bucks if you do it.”

She stood up, chuckling as she walked passed him. “You just lost twenty bucks.”

She opened the door and I quickly threw on my boxers and my shirt. We followed her, like she was leading a parade.

Everyone else was in the living room watching TV. She walked in and sat down.

They stared at her, jaw practically on the floor.

Ryan cleared his throat. “You know you're naked, right?”

“Yes, I am well aware.” She said, turning her head to face him. He started blushing and turned away.

That was the first time I had ever seen Ryan get flustered over a girl.

She got up and headed towards the kitchen. “Anyone want anything to drink?”

They all raised their hands. “Okay, I'll grab everyone a Dr. Pepper.”

She came back with her arms full, and handed one to Pete and I. She walked around the living room, giving Ryan his first. His gaze followed her as she moved to Brendon. She took another one from her arms, revealing a nipple. He took it and stared at her.

Spencer took the next one, and drool poured out of his mouth. He wiped the side of his mouth, but it didn't help when she bent down to give Jon one. Jon gazed up at her, not necessarily looking into her eyes.

Natasha sat down again in between Ryan and Brendon and popped open her drink. She took a sip, closing her eyes. When she opened them, she looked around the room with every single pair of eyes watching her.

She raised her eyebrows. “What?”
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Wow....wow wow wow wow wow wow. I hope you guys enjoyed my sex scene I wrote. I put a lot of effort into that. :)

falloutbaby89 : I'm not trying to ruin the surprise or anything, but I don't think I'll ever have Ryan tell on Patrick. Because the legal system sucks in stories. :) But keep in mind, this is no reason to hate the REAL Ryan Ross because the real one is really sweet and is not a diva. :) But yeah, I made him a total bitch in this story.

Sasuke_Gaara_Edward :Yeah, a lot of the emos out there are either posers or taken. But I have a feeling that there will be an emo out there for you and hopefully for me. I hope this chapter was good enough for you. :)

-_-1 : Haha, yes, you are such a whore. But it's okay because, well, it's fucking Ryan Ross! I'll keep writing if you keep reading, Azure!

alex -nods- : That really sucks. I remember when I had a super slow computer that we couldn't get internet on. It was awful. But I was wondering where you've been. :)

Okay, I love it when you guys review, but if you rated it too, that would be fantastic. I want my story to be up there, you know? I would rate every single one myself, but that would be cheating. XD