teddybearspankingoffurski

[teddybearspankingoffurski]

[Ted brows raised a decent amount when he heard the girls last name. Lauter huh? He stepped out of his room and moved to the living room of their one floor house, flopping onto the couch and patting the seat beside him.]

Mayor's daughter? Damn Peter I didn't know you had enough game to even consider someone to like her. I think you're old enough now that we can start implementing some of my dating mantras, eh? You gotta woo her.

[He said that as if it even made even a little bit of sense.]

@umactuallyirl

*Peter Spankoffski timidly knocked on Ted’s bedroom door and waited patiently for a response from his older brother. He had questions, concerns, situations he had to have sorted out in his head before they ever happened in the real world, however unlikely. He was a bundle of nerves, and who wouldn’t be, going out in their first date with the mayor’s daughter? And luckily, Peter’s older brother knew how to make the ladies swoon. He was TOTALLY the right person to ask for advice… right?*

[For Once Ted wasn't up to anything nefarious in his room, just tending to the totally normal not kinky at all bite he had on his neck from certain people. He perked up at the sound at his door and walked on over cracking it open to look down at Pete.]

Oh hey kid- whatdya need?

[He noted how troubled the boy looked and frowned a bit. Sure he knew how anxious he was normally but this a whole new level of stressed.]

You...alright?

#ooc: so sorry for being slow with replies!!!! ik it can be a bit annoying #i just got through most of my graduation stuff so i should be picking up the pace soon

[teddybearspankingoffurski]

[Ted slipped back into his borrowed T-shirt and boxers, deciding he was too warm now for the pajama pants he'd borrowed also, before wandering into the kitchen and taking the cookies out of the oven. They weren't burnt at all, just a deeper golden color than they usually were.

He stepped over to the sink and washed his hands before slipping the next batch into the oven and getting to work on the Cinnamon sugar filling for the rolls. He decided not to touch the Lasagna yet, since Paul had seemed pretty intent on doing that.

It felt nice knowing that his darling lover was satisfied and resting in the next room over, a wave of happiness and comfort washing over him.]

*Paul fixed his tie a bit, combing his hair back into place as he heard Ted's car pull into the driveway. He sighed nervously, trying to cool his nerves.*

You'll be fine! You've literally slept together, why are you stressed?

*He shook himself off and adjusted everything one more time. He called upstairs to let Richie know he was leaving and walked out onto the porch, waving and smiling at Ted. He opened the car door and hopped in, buckling his seatbelt and awkwardly clambering to adjust the seat.*

[Ted had to hype himself up for this, and Pete was a little put off by it. The kid had never witnessed Ted preparing for an actual date, and it was an odd experience to say the least. Ted was pacing the house the whole time, constantly checking in for an opinion on what to wear. Pete denied practically everything, so Ted took matters into his own hand and by God it showed. He looked like someone's pimp in the 70's, which of course he thought was the opitime of sexiness. Pete told him as such and Ted thanked him with a big fat grin.

Now that he was watching Paul come out of the house though, he was starting to get a nagging feeling that maybe 'pimp daddy' was the wrong vibe to go for.

Regardless, he leaned over and pecked his cheek happily.]

You look fuckin' amazing y'know

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[Ted let Paul take care of him and clean him up, and as soon as he was deemed clean enough to move around again, he took Paul's hand into his own and pressed a gentle kiss to his knuckles.]

I'll get the cookies out of the oven, you should take a moment to rest, alright?

[To further emphasize his point, he sat Paul down on the couch and pressed a kiss to his head, smiling down at him lovingly.]

You're still supposed to be on bed rest y'know, if we're going to keep doing this you need to give yourself time to actually regroup. Alright?

*Paul fixed his tie a bit, combing his hair back into place as he heard Ted's car pull into the driveway. He sighed nervously, trying to cool his nerves.*

You'll be fine! You've literally slept together, why are you stressed?

*He shook himself off and adjusted everything one more time. He called upstairs to let Richie know he was leaving and walked out onto the porch, waving and smiling at Ted. He opened the car door and hopped in, buckling his seatbelt and awkwardly clambering to adjust the seat.*

[Ted had to hype himself up for this, and Pete was a little put off by it. The kid had never witnessed Ted preparing for an actual date, and it was an odd experience to say the least. Ted was pacing the house the whole time, constantly checking in for an opinion on what to wear. Pete denied practically everything, so Ted took matters into his own hand and by God it showed. He looked like someone's pimp in the 70's, which of course he thought was the opitime of sexiness. Pete told him as such and Ted thanked him with a big fat grin.

Now that he was watching Paul come out of the house though, he was starting to get a nagging feeling that maybe 'pimp daddy' was the wrong vibe to go for.

Regardless, he leaned over and pecked his cheek happily.]

You look fuckin' amazing y'know

#cw: suggestive

[teddybearspankingoffurski]

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[Ted kept stroking him through the throes of it, until he was certain Paul was all done. Only then did he get one hand on either hip and get the pace just a bit faster, harder. He pressed kisses to Paul's neck, murmuring against his skin, breath hot and shaky]

You're doin' so good baby, just take a little bit more for me alright? Ngh- fuck

[He wasn't just sugar coating things either, Paul had done absolutely amazing, and continued to do beautifully even as Ted finally came, heavy shaky moans being dragged from his body. It was over, they were all done. He dropped his head against Paul's shoulder, hands rubbing his sides softly.]

you're fuckin' amazing, Paul holy shit-

*Paul fixed his tie a bit, combing his hair back into place as he heard Ted's car pull into the driveway. He sighed nervously, trying to cool his nerves.*

You'll be fine! You've literally slept together, why are you stressed?

*He shook himself off and adjusted everything one more time. He called upstairs to let Richie know he was leaving and walked out onto the porch, waving and smiling at Ted. He opened the car door and hopped in, buckling his seatbelt and awkwardly clambering to adjust the seat.*

[Ted had to hype himself up for this, and Pete was a little put off by it. The kid had never witnessed Ted preparing for an actual date, and it was an odd experience to say the least. Ted was pacing the house the whole time, constantly checking in for an opinion on what to wear. Pete denied practically everything, so Ted took matters into his own hand and by God it showed. He looked like someone's pimp in the 70's, which of course he thought was the opitime of sexiness. Pete told him as such and Ted thanked him with a big fat grin.

Now that he was watching Paul come out of the house though, he was starting to get a nagging feeling that maybe 'pimp daddy' was the wrong vibe to go for.

Regardless, he leaned over and pecked his cheek happily.]

You look fuckin' amazing y'know

#nsfw under the cut

[teddybearspankingoffurski]

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C'mon Paul, cum for me baby

[Ted devoured every moan with no small amount of greed. He continued to fuck up into his lover just to hear his name over and over again. It just sounded so good coming from him, so right. He gripped Paul's hip tightly as his breath sped up, shivers running down his spine.]

You're doin' so good baby- god fuck you're doing amazing

[He started to pay more special attention to Paul's cock, picking up the pace that he'd set there. If he was close he wanted to get him all the way there, he wanted to see his lover's face as he was overwhelmed with bliss- bliss that only he could bring him. No one else could do this, just him. He let out a groan as Paul tightened around him, getting pretty damn close himself]

C'mon, Paul, cum for me baby

*Paul fixed his tie a bit, combing his hair back into place as he heard Ted's car pull into the driveway. He sighed nervously, trying to cool his nerves.*

You'll be fine! You've literally slept together, why are you stressed?

*He shook himself off and adjusted everything one more time. He called upstairs to let Richie know he was leaving and walked out onto the porch, waving and smiling at Ted. He opened the car door and hopped in, buckling his seatbelt and awkwardly clambering to adjust the seat.*

[Ted had to hype himself up for this, and Pete was a little put off by it. The kid had never witnessed Ted preparing for an actual date, and it was an odd experience to say the least. Ted was pacing the house the whole time, constantly checking in for an opinion on what to wear. Pete denied practically everything, so Ted took matters into his own hand and by God it showed. He looked like someone's pimp in the 70's, which of course he thought was the opitime of sexiness. Pete told him as such and Ted thanked him with a big fat grin.

Now that he was watching Paul come out of the house though, he was starting to get a nagging feeling that maybe 'pimp daddy' was the wrong vibe to go for.

Regardless, he leaned over and pecked his cheek happily.]

You look fuckin' amazing y'know

#nsfw under the cut

[teddybearspankingoffurski]

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Do what again? This?

[Playing coy as he always did, Ted rolled his hips again, timing it perfectly with Paul's rhythm. He grinned at the absolute beautiful noise it wrenched from his throat, leaning forward and nibbling at that very muscle, pressing a kiss to his adams apple.]

we should do this more often sweetheart, you sound fuckin' beautiful

[He hummed as he licked right up Paul's jugular, right up to his lips, connecting them in a very sloppy, terribly hot kiss. He pressed his tongue in, testing the waters here as he got a nice slow, tantalizing stroke on Paul's cock. It didn't matter how much he tried to take over now, Ted had tasted the position of dominance and he decided he really really liked it.]

*Paul fixed his tie a bit, combing his hair back into place as he heard Ted's car pull into the driveway. He sighed nervously, trying to cool his nerves.*

You'll be fine! You've literally slept together, why are you stressed?

*He shook himself off and adjusted everything one more time. He called upstairs to let Richie know he was leaving and walked out onto the porch, waving and smiling at Ted. He opened the car door and hopped in, buckling his seatbelt and awkwardly clambering to adjust the seat.*

[Ted had to hype himself up for this, and Pete was a little put off by it. The kid had never witnessed Ted preparing for an actual date, and it was an odd experience to say the least. Ted was pacing the house the whole time, constantly checking in for an opinion on what to wear. Pete denied practically everything, so Ted took matters into his own hand and by God it showed. He looked like someone's pimp in the 70's, which of course he thought was the opitime of sexiness. Pete told him as such and Ted thanked him with a big fat grin.

Now that he was watching Paul come out of the house though, he was starting to get a nagging feeling that maybe 'pimp daddy' was the wrong vibe to go for.

Regardless, he leaned over and pecked his cheek happily.]

You look fuckin' amazing y'know

#nsfw under the cut

[teddybearspankingoffurski]

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[Ted almost lost his breath, each drop gaining soft whimpers and groans from him. The best? Fuck yeah he was the best. Him and Mark hardly made it to second base, let alone going all the way. Everyone else he'd been with was always in a drunken blur, he never got to enjoy it. Which made Ted realize...he'd never been drunk when he had sex with Paul. He was always sober. The thought made him smile a bit, head dropping back while bliss washed over him.]

Babydoll, you're everything

[He rolled up into him, timing his own movements with Paul's, making sure he'd go as deep as possible. Anything to hear him moan his name again. He continued stroking him all the while, not caring how his grip tightened when he started to feel especially good.]

holy shit you're just- Nothing compares

*Paul fixed his tie a bit, combing his hair back into place as he heard Ted's car pull into the driveway. He sighed nervously, trying to cool his nerves.*

You'll be fine! You've literally slept together, why are you stressed?

*He shook himself off and adjusted everything one more time. He called upstairs to let Richie know he was leaving and walked out onto the porch, waving and smiling at Ted. He opened the car door and hopped in, buckling his seatbelt and awkwardly clambering to adjust the seat.*

[Ted had to hype himself up for this, and Pete was a little put off by it. The kid had never witnessed Ted preparing for an actual date, and it was an odd experience to say the least. Ted was pacing the house the whole time, constantly checking in for an opinion on what to wear. Pete denied practically everything, so Ted took matters into his own hand and by God it showed. He looked like someone's pimp in the 70's, which of course he thought was the opitime of sexiness. Pete told him as such and Ted thanked him with a big fat grin.

Now that he was watching Paul come out of the house though, he was starting to get a nagging feeling that maybe 'pimp daddy' was the wrong vibe to go for.

Regardless, he leaned over and pecked his cheek happily.]

You look fuckin' amazing y'know

#nsfw under the cut

[teddybearspankingoffurski]

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Fuck

[Ted moaned softly into the kiss, hips bucking slightly even though he was trying very hard to keep them still. He didn't want to hurt Paul, and maybe he was a little worried that he didn't let him get his shirt off all the way. He couldn't focus on that right now. He could only focus on how fucking good it felt to be like this. Ted gathered enough willpower to bring a hand onto Paul's cock, stroking him slowly, teasing him.]

I see why you love fucking my brains out now- god you feel so fuckin' good on me baby, you're so so good

*Paul fixed his tie a bit, combing his hair back into place as he heard Ted's car pull into the driveway. He sighed nervously, trying to cool his nerves.*

You'll be fine! You've literally slept together, why are you stressed?

*He shook himself off and adjusted everything one more time. He called upstairs to let Richie know he was leaving and walked out onto the porch, waving and smiling at Ted. He opened the car door and hopped in, buckling his seatbelt and awkwardly clambering to adjust the seat.*

[Ted had to hype himself up for this, and Pete was a little put off by it. The kid had never witnessed Ted preparing for an actual date, and it was an odd experience to say the least. Ted was pacing the house the whole time, constantly checking in for an opinion on what to wear. Pete denied practically everything, so Ted took matters into his own hand and by God it showed. He looked like someone's pimp in the 70's, which of course he thought was the opitime of sexiness. Pete told him as such and Ted thanked him with a big fat grin.

Now that he was watching Paul come out of the house though, he was starting to get a nagging feeling that maybe 'pimp daddy' was the wrong vibe to go for.

Regardless, he leaned over and pecked his cheek happily.]

You look fuckin' amazing y'know

#nsfw under the cut

[teddybearspankingoffurski]

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[Ted let out a low groan, not used to being on this end of things. Fuck he was tight and it- god it felt so fucking good. He tugged his own shirt off, wanting to give Paul as much skin as he could to scratch and claw at. He wanted it badly. He very carefully began to pull Paul's sweater off of him too, desperately wanting to see his body in all it's glory. He noticed the scars, that... perplexing tattoo also. It didn't matter much to him, he still found Paul to be the damn sexiest man he'd ever had the pleasure of burying himself inside of.

He leaned forward and pressed a loving kiss to his chest as he tugged his hips down just a bit.]

Feel good baby? Not hurting at all, are you?

[His tone was entirely sincere, just wanting to make sure this would be a good experience for them both.]

*Paul fixed his tie a bit, combing his hair back into place as he heard Ted's car pull into the driveway. He sighed nervously, trying to cool his nerves.*

You'll be fine! You've literally slept together, why are you stressed?

*He shook himself off and adjusted everything one more time. He called upstairs to let Richie know he was leaving and walked out onto the porch, waving and smiling at Ted. He opened the car door and hopped in, buckling his seatbelt and awkwardly clambering to adjust the seat.*

[Ted had to hype himself up for this, and Pete was a little put off by it. The kid had never witnessed Ted preparing for an actual date, and it was an odd experience to say the least. Ted was pacing the house the whole time, constantly checking in for an opinion on what to wear. Pete denied practically everything, so Ted took matters into his own hand and by God it showed. He looked like someone's pimp in the 70's, which of course he thought was the opitime of sexiness. Pete told him as such and Ted thanked him with a big fat grin.

Now that he was watching Paul come out of the house though, he was starting to get a nagging feeling that maybe 'pimp daddy' was the wrong vibe to go for.

Regardless, he leaned over and pecked his cheek happily.]

You look fuckin' amazing y'know

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[Ted could feel his pulse begin to race, breath coming in heavy as he watched Paul prep himself. Is this how Paul felt watching him do this earlier? Fuck it was amazing. He finally snapped out of the trance he was in when Paul spoke, hands finally going to his own pants and tugging them off. His gaze was unintentionally fixated on Paul's cock. He genuinely had to fight the desire to just suck him off right there and then. Though it would be so fucking hot seeing Paul all overstimulated and still bouncing on his cock- no. No another time, not right now.

He grabbed the bottle of lube and slicked himself up too, pumping himself just enough to be fully ready for Paul when he was all done]

You're gettin' pretty desperate aren't you baby?

*Paul fixed his tie a bit, combing his hair back into place as he heard Ted's car pull into the driveway. He sighed nervously, trying to cool his nerves.*

You'll be fine! You've literally slept together, why are you stressed?

*He shook himself off and adjusted everything one more time. He called upstairs to let Richie know he was leaving and walked out onto the porch, waving and smiling at Ted. He opened the car door and hopped in, buckling his seatbelt and awkwardly clambering to adjust the seat.*

[Ted had to hype himself up for this, and Pete was a little put off by it. The kid had never witnessed Ted preparing for an actual date, and it was an odd experience to say the least. Ted was pacing the house the whole time, constantly checking in for an opinion on what to wear. Pete denied practically everything, so Ted took matters into his own hand and by God it showed. He looked like someone's pimp in the 70's, which of course he thought was the opitime of sexiness. Pete told him as such and Ted thanked him with a big fat grin.

Now that he was watching Paul come out of the house though, he was starting to get a nagging feeling that maybe 'pimp daddy' was the wrong vibe to go for.

Regardless, he leaned over and pecked his cheek happily.]

You look fuckin' amazing y'know

#nsfw under the cut

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[Ted let himself be pushed around, biting down on his lip when Paul ground against him. He loved getting him worked up, absolutely fucking adored it. He leaned back into the couch waiting patiently to get Paul right back on his lap again. When he realized that Paul was holding the bottle of lube as he came down the stairs, he turned a bit pink in the cheeks. Here? On the couch?]

Oh god..

[He raked his eyes down Paul's body, making sure his gaze didn't linger too long in any particular spot.]

For how much you call me a whore, you certainly are acting like one right now

*Paul fixed his tie a bit, combing his hair back into place as he heard Ted's car pull into the driveway. He sighed nervously, trying to cool his nerves.*

You'll be fine! You've literally slept together, why are you stressed?

*He shook himself off and adjusted everything one more time. He called upstairs to let Richie know he was leaving and walked out onto the porch, waving and smiling at Ted. He opened the car door and hopped in, buckling his seatbelt and awkwardly clambering to adjust the seat.*

[Ted had to hype himself up for this, and Pete was a little put off by it. The kid had never witnessed Ted preparing for an actual date, and it was an odd experience to say the least. Ted was pacing the house the whole time, constantly checking in for an opinion on what to wear. Pete denied practically everything, so Ted took matters into his own hand and by God it showed. He looked like someone's pimp in the 70's, which of course he thought was the opitime of sexiness. Pete told him as such and Ted thanked him with a big fat grin.

Now that he was watching Paul come out of the house though, he was starting to get a nagging feeling that maybe 'pimp daddy' was the wrong vibe to go for.

Regardless, he leaned over and pecked his cheek happily.]

You look fuckin' amazing y'know

#nsfw under the cut

[teddybearspankingoffurski]

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[Ted watched all of this with a very entitled smirk on his face. He did that. He enabled that irritation, that desperate drive to get more, more, more. When Paul finally came back over however, he was just a little bit scared of the repercussions to his actions.

He groaned softly as their lips met again, his hands quickly moving down to Paul's hips, gripping firmly as to make sure he could still keep some of that control. He pulled back from the kiss, absolutely breathless.]

You want me bad, don't you?

*Paul fixed his tie a bit, combing his hair back into place as he heard Ted's car pull into the driveway. He sighed nervously, trying to cool his nerves.*

You'll be fine! You've literally slept together, why are you stressed?

*He shook himself off and adjusted everything one more time. He called upstairs to let Richie know he was leaving and walked out onto the porch, waving and smiling at Ted. He opened the car door and hopped in, buckling his seatbelt and awkwardly clambering to adjust the seat.*

[Ted had to hype himself up for this, and Pete was a little put off by it. The kid had never witnessed Ted preparing for an actual date, and it was an odd experience to say the least. Ted was pacing the house the whole time, constantly checking in for an opinion on what to wear. Pete denied practically everything, so Ted took matters into his own hand and by God it showed. He looked like someone's pimp in the 70's, which of course he thought was the opitime of sexiness. Pete told him as such and Ted thanked him with a big fat grin.

Now that he was watching Paul come out of the house though, he was starting to get a nagging feeling that maybe 'pimp daddy' was the wrong vibe to go for.

Regardless, he leaned over and pecked his cheek happily.]

You look fuckin' amazing y'know

#nsfw under the cut

[teddybearspankingoffurski]

Well shit, I can't not help you out- c'mon let me give you a crash course in how to get the girl

[He says this as if anything he's ever tried actually worked. It almost did once upon a time, and it was sort of working with Paul, but his attempts were never very successful. Still, Peter didn't need to know all that.]

So, who's the lucky lady?

@umactuallyirl

*Peter Spankoffski timidly knocked on Ted’s bedroom door and waited patiently for a response from his older brother. He had questions, concerns, situations he had to have sorted out in his head before they ever happened in the real world, however unlikely. He was a bundle of nerves, and who wouldn’t be, going out in their first date with the mayor’s daughter? And luckily, Peter’s older brother knew how to make the ladies swoon. He was TOTALLY the right person to ask for advice… right?*

[For Once Ted wasn't up to anything nefarious in his room, just tending to the totally normal not kinky at all bite he had on his neck from certain people. He perked up at the sound at his door and walked on over cracking it open to look down at Pete.]

Oh hey kid- whatdya need?

[He noted how troubled the boy looked and frowned a bit. Sure he knew how anxious he was normally but this a whole new level of stressed.]

You...alright?

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[Ted thoroughly enjoying this begging, the promise of being allowed to fuck him was also very nice. He couldn't help but feel the warmth pooling at the bottom of his stomach while he got increasingly hard just from the whining. Seeing him so disheveled was rewarding in its own way. Hearing Teddy as a nickname again dragged up some...far too familiar memories. Ones that made it much easier for him to step away completely as the oven timer went off. He stood up, clearly still erect, but he seemed generally unaffected.]

Don't want to let those burn, do you?

*Paul fixed his tie a bit, combing his hair back into place as he heard Ted's car pull into the driveway. He sighed nervously, trying to cool his nerves.*

You'll be fine! You've literally slept together, why are you stressed?

*He shook himself off and adjusted everything one more time. He called upstairs to let Richie know he was leaving and walked out onto the porch, waving and smiling at Ted. He opened the car door and hopped in, buckling his seatbelt and awkwardly clambering to adjust the seat.*

[Ted had to hype himself up for this, and Pete was a little put off by it. The kid had never witnessed Ted preparing for an actual date, and it was an odd experience to say the least. Ted was pacing the house the whole time, constantly checking in for an opinion on what to wear. Pete denied practically everything, so Ted took matters into his own hand and by God it showed. He looked like someone's pimp in the 70's, which of course he thought was the opitime of sexiness. Pete told him as such and Ted thanked him with a big fat grin.

Now that he was watching Paul come out of the house though, he was starting to get a nagging feeling that maybe 'pimp daddy' was the wrong vibe to go for.

Regardless, he leaned over and pecked his cheek happily.]

You look fuckin' amazing y'know

[teddybearspankingoffurski]

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[Ted faked a little pout, pinning Paul's hips down to the couch cushion not allowing for any more movement. He loved seeing Paul so desperate like this, and while tears weren't usually his thing, he didn't mind them knowing they came from pure bliss. Very tenderly his fingers wiped them away as he let out a rather condescending hum.]

Oh that's too bad angel, we've only got five minutes left. Try and spit it out for me huh? Use your words and tell me exactly what you want from me

*Paul fixed his tie a bit, combing his hair back into place as he heard Ted's car pull into the driveway. He sighed nervously, trying to cool his nerves.*

You'll be fine! You've literally slept together, why are you stressed?

*He shook himself off and adjusted everything one more time. He called upstairs to let Richie know he was leaving and walked out onto the porch, waving and smiling at Ted. He opened the car door and hopped in, buckling his seatbelt and awkwardly clambering to adjust the seat.*

[Ted had to hype himself up for this, and Pete was a little put off by it. The kid had never witnessed Ted preparing for an actual date, and it was an odd experience to say the least. Ted was pacing the house the whole time, constantly checking in for an opinion on what to wear. Pete denied practically everything, so Ted took matters into his own hand and by God it showed. He looked like someone's pimp in the 70's, which of course he thought was the opitime of sexiness. Pete told him as such and Ted thanked him with a big fat grin.

Now that he was watching Paul come out of the house though, he was starting to get a nagging feeling that maybe 'pimp daddy' was the wrong vibe to go for.

Regardless, he leaned over and pecked his cheek happily.]

You look fuckin' amazing y'know

#nsfw under the cut

[teddybearspankingoffurski]

@umactuallyirl

*Peter Spankoffski timidly knocked on Ted’s bedroom door and waited patiently for a response from his older brother. He had questions, concerns, situations he had to have sorted out in his head before they ever happened in the real world, however unlikely. He was a bundle of nerves, and who wouldn’t be, going out in their first date with the mayor’s daughter? And luckily, Peter’s older brother knew how to make the ladies swoon. He was TOTALLY the right person to ask for advice… right?*

[For Once Ted wasn't up to anything nefarious in his room, just tending to the totally normal not kinky at all bite he had on his neck from certain people. He perked up at the sound at his door and walked on over cracking it open to look down at Pete.]

Oh hey kid- whatdya need?

[He noted how troubled the boy looked and frowned a bit. Sure he knew how anxious he was normally but this a whole new level of stressed.]

You...alright?

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Awwwh please what?

[Ted's tone was dripping in condescension, repeating that same dragging motion before moving his hand to Paul's hip. He placed his knee between his legs, using that hand and point of contact on Paul's to help him grind down again. And again. And again.]

Use your words, sweetheart~

[He dragged his tongue down Paul's jaw, knowing very very well that his lover would want nothing more than have that tongue on his cock. He wouldn't give it to him, not yet.]

*Paul fixed his tie a bit, combing his hair back into place as he heard Ted's car pull into the driveway. He sighed nervously, trying to cool his nerves.*

You'll be fine! You've literally slept together, why are you stressed?

*He shook himself off and adjusted everything one more time. He called upstairs to let Richie know he was leaving and walked out onto the porch, waving and smiling at Ted. He opened the car door and hopped in, buckling his seatbelt and awkwardly clambering to adjust the seat.*

[Ted had to hype himself up for this, and Pete was a little put off by it. The kid had never witnessed Ted preparing for an actual date, and it was an odd experience to say the least. Ted was pacing the house the whole time, constantly checking in for an opinion on what to wear. Pete denied practically everything, so Ted took matters into his own hand and by God it showed. He looked like someone's pimp in the 70's, which of course he thought was the opitime of sexiness. Pete told him as such and Ted thanked him with a big fat grin.

Now that he was watching Paul come out of the house though, he was starting to get a nagging feeling that maybe 'pimp daddy' was the wrong vibe to go for.

Regardless, he leaned over and pecked his cheek happily.]

You look fuckin' amazing y'know

#nsfw under the cut