Smut ;)

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Patrick's POV
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I watched from the red seats as she leaped and twirled on the stage, her small black tutu stayed level with her hip bones. She looked so elegant, so graceful up there, so focused on the steps she knew by heart.

Her face was smeared with skull makeup, defining her cheekbones and jawline. Her dark hair was up in a tight bun.

We all applauded her performance as she courtesied and stepped off stage.

I watched the other performers, her still clouding my mind. She was beautiful.

After the show had ended, I stepped over to the backstage area where she sat at a small vanity, fixing her hair.

She smiled when she saw me in her mirror, the small light bulbs around the glass making her eyes sparkle.

"Patrick!" She exclaimed, turning to face me.

I pulled her into my chest and rubbed her back in small circles. "That was absolutely wonderful, Baby. You did so good. I'm so proud of you."

I felt her smile against me as she straightened her posture.

"Are you all ready, Sweetheart?" I asked, handing her a bouquet of roses.

She blushed and took them gingerly into her hands. "Thank you, Patrick. They're beautiful."

"Just like you."

Her cheeks changed from pink to crimson and she placed a gentle kiss on my cheek (having to stand on-point, of course). "I'm almost ready, I just have to grab my clothes."

Her collarbones looked gorgeous in that low-cut, black top and I found my mouth watering just looking at her.

She pulled her top over her head, revealing her toned stomach and small frame. I sighed as she wiggles out of her skirt and tights, already having unlaced her slippers. She hopped into a pair of jeans and pulled on a tight, little black tank top, showing off her stomach. Everything shaped her absolutely perfectly.

She kissed me quickly before skipping off toward the car.

We drove home in silence, admiring the night sounds, windows rolled down. A warm breeze blew throughout the small space between us, my hands gripping at 10 and 2.

I unlocked the door to the house and stepped aside to let her pass me.

She let out a small sigh, setting her bag up on a hook in the doorway.

She kissed me lightly and pulled away, pausing for a moment and looking into my eyes. I touched her chin lightly, pressing my lips against hers again.

The kiss became heated fast and she let out a teeny whimper.

She pulled back, breathing heavy.

"You've been working so hard lately. What should I do about that? Should I make you see stars, Darling?" I asked huskily, earning a moan in return.

She took of my sport coat, beginning to unbutton the black dress shirt. I placed my hands on her hips as she hummed contently, rubbing her hands against my chest.

She sighed hurriedly as she fumbled with my belt buckle. She got it undone, but before she could pull of my pants I pinned her against the was and proceeded to grind on her.

I pulled her tank top off her small body and placed a small kiss on her neck before unbuttoning her jeans. She moaned at my touch and I could feel her heating up.

"Stretch, beautiful." I motioned.

She knew what I meant and bent down, touching her hands to the floor. She proceeded to stretch so she wasn't stiff at all.

I kissed her deeply and grabbed the back of her ankle, pinning it up above her head. Her flexibility continues to freak me out to this day.

I hooked my finger into the seam of her underwear, pushing them aside before pulling down my boxers.

"Okay, Sweetheart?" I whispered. She shivered as I kissed her temple and slowly guided myself into her.

"Oh, Patrick," she rested her head on my shoulder. Her petite body looked gorgeous pinned under mine.

"I love you, Y/N. I really do."

She moaned as I pushed myself all the way in.

She waited a moment before saying, "Y-you can move now."

I slid partway out of her and pushed myself back in. She squealed as I picked up speed, her hip bones poking at mine.

"Oh, Patrick! Patrick! Pa-trick!"

I pinned my arm that wasn't on her ankle against the wall, steadying me as I thrusters into her.

"Faster!"

I moved my hand from her ankle to the back of her knee, grabbing the other one with my other arm so she was completely in my arms. I bounced up and down on me, her moaning and getting closer to her climax.

I could feel her tense up and contract around me, so I moved my thumb (still holding her) to her clit, rubbing in circular motions.

She dug her nails into my back and curled her toes as she orgasmed.

"Y/N!" I grunted, slowing my pace. I came inside of her as she continued to ride out her high.

Her breathing began to slow as I carried her to the bathroom, her clinging onto me for dear life.

"Shower?"

"Shower."

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A/N: oops I haven't updated in A G E S but I've got lots coming!! (My iPod was stolen and it had all my prewritten stories on it so I couldn't update :(((( )

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