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Another day at the office

Title: Another day at the office

Author: me [mrs_saint_jimmy]

Rating: um, R / NC-17?

Pairing: Pete/Ryan

Summary: Ryan goes to see Pete in his office, naughtiness ensues.

AN: I wrote this absolutely ages ago and posted it on some other site, so yer... its an old one I found on my computer so, sorry if it sucks ass ^^;



“Mr Wentz, Mr Ross is here to see you.” Said the woman who I presume is his assistant. I was standing behind her and I waved at Pete when he looked up from his desk.

“Ok, cool. You can go now, Sarah. Thanks.” He said with the patented Pete Wentz grin. The woman melted and walked off swooning.

“Alright? Business or leisure?” he asked me.

“Leisure, just came to say hi” I said calmly.

“Oh, thank fuck for that.” He sighed, relived. “I can’t be bothered with any more business related meetings. Clandestine is fucking killing me.” He said as he stood up and walked over to me.

“Don’t worry, oh hay... wadda ya think, like the outfit?” I asked, cheerfully. I was wearing black skinny jeans and a very fitted white shirt, a tight black waistcoat and a black fashion tie with the knot half way down my chest, I thought I looked pretty damn hot!

“Dude, the fashion tie had gotta go! And the waistcoat, it makes you look gay. Actually, everything you wear makes you look gay, you give off gay vibes.” laughed Pete. He pulled off my fashion tie and chucked t onto his desk, I scowled t him as he began undoing my waistcoat. “I dunno if you look like a piano or look like you should be at a funeral.” He continued to laugh.

“At least I don’t wear nothing but Clandestine hoodies and horribly clashing shoes!” I pouted.

“Fine, I’ll take off the jacket.” He said as he removed his purple clandestine hoodie, to reveal an equally purple Clandestine t-shirt. He laughed again at the look on my face.

“God, obsessive much?” I said, trying not to laugh

“It’s called advertisement! Plus, I really like the colour purple. And you can’t question me ‘cause, who was it who got panic! at the disco signed? Oh, yes... that would be me.” He joked.

“Oh yes, the almighty Pete Wentz! What can I ever do to repay you” I said sarcastically.

 “hmmm, you can... suck me off?” he joked, since he was kidding, I guess he wasn’t expecting what I did next, not even I was expecting it... it just kinda happened. I crushed my lips to his, he gave a surprised gasp as I pushed him to the wall. I can honestly say that I don’t know what came over me, I had always thought Pete was really hot but, still... this was kinda outta the blue. It was usually Brendon who was the victim of my random outbursts, maybe Pete was in the wrong place at the wrong time?

“Be careful what you wish for.” I said, seductively. It was his turn to surprise me, he pulled our lips together again. I pulled his belt off as he began unbuttoning my shirt. He moaned at the friction caused by my hands now fiddling desperately with the button and zip on his tight black genes. We were already both hard and once I pushed his genes down I ground our hips together, moans escaped both out lips past the passionate and lustful kiss. He pushed off my shirt and pulled off his own Clandestine shirt.

I ran my hands up and down his chest and his hands remained tangled in my hair. I broke the kiss and pulled down his sports briefs, a cross between boxers and briefs, he doesn’t like underwear lines to show through his tight genes.

I blushed and moved down to his exposed erection, which was begging for attention. I slowly licked it from base to tip. Pete shuddered and moaned, so I continued. I sucked and licked, Pete's hands were in my hair and pushing me further down. The considerable length, the fact that he was pushing me further down and the fact that his hips were bucking made my gag reflex kick in. I steadied his hips my pinning them to the wall. Pete was gasping and fighting the moans. The desperate sounds he made turned me on even more, I lick and sucked vigorously. I hollowed my cheeks and bobbed up and down his shaft.

“Ryan... I-I’m gonna...” he stuttered. As much as I wanted to taste him cum in my mouth, I had a better idea. I pulled away and earned a frustrated whine from Pete. I kissed him again.

“Please, I want you to fuck me.” I said

“What? Are you sure?” he asked.

“Yes” I breathed as I nipped at his collar bone.

“Horny little harlequin when given half a chance aint ya?” he laughed as he pulled off my genes and ripped off my boxers so fast that I hardly knew it was happening. It was true though, but as I said; Brendon was usually in the line of fire... not that he ever objected.

He locked the office door and grabbed my fashion tie off his desk, he looked up at me with a mischievous grin; I could tell what he was thinking.

“Fine, if you must!” I said as he wasted no time in tying to shackle my wrists to the leg of his very heavy desk with the tie. It was heavy because if what it was made of and because of all the unsigned documents on it and work he had yet to complete).

“It’s good to try new things. If you decide you don’t like it, I will unite you, ok?” he assured me. I nodded.

I couldn’t move my arms and I could not see how I was going to like it. He stood up to open his desk drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube.

“You have lube in your desk?” I asked.

“Yer, you never know when you will need it.” He grinned. I laughed a little, of course he did; it was Pete! “Have you done this before?” he asked.

“Ofcorse.” I said, bluntly.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” he questioned, I guess he didn’t want me to regret anything. “you do know that I wouldn’t hurt you intentionally, don’t you?” He continued.

“I’m sure. Just do it. K?” I replied, he had no idea how much I wanted this. He nodded.

I felt a finger being pushed inside me and I felt the pain rise and subside as my muscles adjusted. I felt another finger enter and I felt the scissoring motion, it hurt but I didn’t care because the best was yet to come (no pun intended).

“You ok to continue?” he asked as he placed kissed on my neck, sucking and licking my skin.

“Yer” I whimpered desperately.

As he entered me with his large erection my scream was stifled by Pete’s kisses. Pain turned into pleasure as he slammed into my sweet spot. The feeling of ecstasy shot up through my body. I arched my back, I wanted to reach down to touch Pete’s body, I wanted to feel his soft hair and dig my fingers into his back, I wanted to feel his perfectly toned chest but this damn tie was torturing me! But... it did kinda turned me on. The sound of ripping material, panting, moaning and my near-screaming filled the room. Finally, the tie gave up and ripped in half. My hands found his soft back hair and moved down to his shoulders and he continued to hit that wonderful spot inside me. He kept kissing me and I was taken over by complete euphoria.

Pete pumped my cock in time with his thrusts; this was enough for me to cum with such an orgasm that I almost forgot where I was, waves of ecstasy washed over me as I was thrown, gasping and screaming Pete's name into oblivion.

Me screaming his name and the contracting and convulsing of my muscles around him pushed Pete over the edge too, he came in me, moaning my name and gasping. He collapsed and gently pulled out of me. We stayed like that for a few minutes while we caught our breath.

He reached up and kissed me, I used what little energy I had left to kiss him back.

“Maybe, you could come and say hi again sometime.” He breathed as ne broke the kiss.

“I think I will” I smiled



Thanks for enduring my nonexistent writing skills! ^^; 

Oh, and I almost died when I heard about the terrible news about Panic!  :'O


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Hmm, a Pete and Ryan. That's new. Oh, and btw, you might've gotten you're ratings wrong.

ah, yes.... well i doubt enyone else will ever read this thing *was one of my first fanfics, thus very sucky- cant even bring myself to read it... infact may delete it*

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