Summary: ...He'd be pressing me up against an empty shelf in the pantry, Breaking jars and moaning, Flailing his arms about, Like he was the only man in the history of the world to ever have an orgasm. After all, he was Pete Wentz, And he could make a show out of anything...
Disclaimer: I don't own Pete, I don't own Patrick, Cut title by Fall Out Boy. Author Notes: This is my first go at Peterick slash, I've always been more of a Rydon girl (: Hah. I have some ideas if anyone would be interested in reading a story. Comments/Compliments/Criticisms would be nice!
