Too Much To Drink || Peter (yourprincestarlord) & Richard (rchardriders)

yourprincestarlord:

rchardriders:

“Since firs’ saw you really.” What? Peter probably just said that in the heat of moment. They were pretty buzzed after all. Richard allowed himself to be tugged towards what was probably Peter’s room, enjoying the feel of Peter’s hands on his body, even through the fabric, fabric which actually belonged to Pete. Somehow, that made it all the more arousing.

Richard chuckled at the situation they’d found themselves in and leaned down to attack Peter’s lips again, before moving his tongue to his jaw and neck. Richard bit down lightly at the juncture between Peter’s neck and collarbone, sucking the skin there while his hand was drunkenly fumbling into Peter’s maroon leather jacket, trying to tug the material off him.

Throwing back his head to give Richie more access, he moaned loudly while arching his body, trying to get more contact with the man above him. He was already aroused, but the thought of Richie marking him just made him harder. They were wearing too much clothes in Peter’s expert opinion. Especially his pants which were quite uncomfortable now, downside of wearing leather pants.

Feeling Richie trying to get his jacket off, he obliged by pushing himself upwards while Richie tugged it off. He had a muddled thought they should get on the bed though, that’s how these things usually worked. “Bed, R-Rich?” Peter stuttered out as Richie started attacking his other clothes and tried to get up.

Richard was glad he managed to get Peter’s jacket off his body, and wasted no time in returning to the same spot in Peter’s neck, enjoying the way Peter moaned below him. His hand wondered below Peter’s thin shirt, relishing in the feel of hard muscle under his fingertips.

“Later… I intend to, as you put it, fuck you hard.” Richard thrusted his hips downwards at the word, his hard groin coming into contact with Pete’s own and he groaned. He was probably blushing slightly at his crudeness by this point, but there was more important things to focus on, like how they should probably actually get to the bed before they ended up doing it on the floor. Right now though, he moved his other hand down to press against Peter’s hardness through the fabric of his leather pants.