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i know your patrick oral fixation fic is kinda old now but i need more i’m yearning

It's well known about Patrick's 0ral fixation, and sometimes he became needy with it.

You'd be doing homework late at his desk, hours have gone by, and he comes home tired and just wants you. He's never shy to hide when he wants you.

Immediately feeling him behind you, he'd latch to your neck, biting hard. "Ahh, patrick," you groaned in pain, being caught off guard. "Sorry baby," he would then kiss the sore spot.

Give it fifteen minutes, and he's on the floor between your legs, biting his way up your thighs. He doesn't care if you aren't paying attention he just needs to taste your skin.

You'd pet him as he sucked on your skin. His tongue lapping your skin, tugging even. Teeth marks and dark purple spots are already showing.

Another time when you'd be reading and he was half asleep he'd pull your shirt up not bothering to ask and latch his mouth around your chest immediately sucking. "You okay?" You voice was soft and filled with concern your ran ran through his hair as if you were petting him.

"Mmhh" he closed his eyes sucking harder. Your eyes watched his lips

"Just need me?" Your voice was soft as a whisper.

"Mmhh," he buried his face into your chest more his hand groping your other breast.

You'd continue reading like he isn't even there.

When you two would be intimate, he'd bite down so hard sometimes like he wants to eat you. "Fuck" your moan echoed in his room. His mouth pulling at the flesh.

"Need to have you all" his lips dragged on your skin. You felt his teeth graze you as he bit you again.

He'd have too much fun sometimes leaving a heart on your chest or stomach formed of hickeys.

Or when you'd just been sitting with him cuddling he would kiss your jaw then bite, moving up and biting your cheek. "Ahh no I don't need your teeth marks on my face" you tried to sound stern but you laughed instead.

"No, you need them everywhere, baby," he smirked, attacking you some more.

One drunken night, it somehow happened finally. Art joined you and him, and you knew how bad it was gonna be.

Patrick wouldn't stop biting Art. Any skin he saw he bit down. "It's okay," she rubbed Art's arm, "just let him." partick was a greedy bastard.

You sat watching for some time as they discovered each other. Eventually with no warning patrick took Art's cock into his mouth. God, it was a mess. With Art's loud moaning and Patrick drooling all over him, you'd never seen him like this.

Patrick was getting off on just sucking Art off. Your hand ran through his hair. "That's it baby keep going." Your voice soothed him more as he kept going.

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Patrick is the type to give cvm covered strawberries as a joke from a drunk conversation he had with you, but when he gave them to you he didn't fully expect you to actually eat them.

He came in it was close to valentines day but he had a match away from home so he wanted to surprise you early.

"So, like, you know how last night we joked about food covered in our....well." he was laying on your bed with you on his lap his hands rubbed your thighs.

"I do...you were very giggly about it" your hands softly rubbed his chest.

"Well i uhhhh I did it" he sat up and held your waist. Your eyebrows shot up in shock.

"You what?" He pulled dyou off him and walked to his mini fridge.

"It's stupid yeah but you know it's you....and god i love you....and I'm gonna be away on valentines day" he was mumbling nonsense nervous to really give it to you.

Taking out of his hands, a sticky note on the top of the container read 'Happy valentines Day, baby'. Looking up, you smiled. "Zweig, are you getting sappy on me"

He smiled and came back to you on the bed. "Open it," he urged.

Rolling your eyes the container popped with a soft sound as the lid came off. Inside was a few strawberries with white cream. "Patrick" you groan and chuckled.

"Pleaseee just eat one," he looked up at you with doe eyes his tone soft and whimpering. "Just one baby" his hands rubbed your thighs.

You couldn't help but love the view "just one?" You asked.

His fingers tightened, "yeah just one baby" he zoned in on your fingers reaching into the container. "for me" his own tongue licking his lips as a whine slipped out.

your fingers picked up the strawberry and you looked up at him "you excited?" your lips formed a smirk. you saw that zoned out look on him.

"fuck yes" his fingers dug more into your thighs.

taking the strawberry you lifted it to your lips slowly wrapping them around it. "oh fuck" patrick groaned he could feel his pants get tighter.

you took the bite humming at the sweet taste of the berry amd the mix of patrick. "fuck baby" patricck just kept repeating the same things.

"jesus" "you're so god damn hot" "fuck keep eating it baby"

you didn't break eye contact once which made him moan even more. before you knew it he had the container ripped from your hands and was on top of you pinning you to the bed.

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Patrick 1000% has an oral fixation.

You didn't know about it, but there were hints. He'd chew on his straws from his drinks. He had small bit marks on his hands when he's stressed. His tennis racket would even have small teeth marks in the tape. His pencils always were chewed up in school.

When he got with you, there was more for him to bite, to suck. Most nights, he would literally just latch onto her neck it was comforting to him.

His lips kissed and sucking on your skin. He would taste you and moan knowing only he got to do this. When he lets your be dom in the bedroom, you always start with forcing your fingers in his mouth. He can simply get off on that, "Look at you taking my fingers so well" her lips grazed his ear as you whispered to him.

He would beg you to ride him while he sucked your fingers. You never minded it, but you always noticed when he came harder because of it. Pushing your fingers as far as they can go, making him gag.

Taking them out, he would whine begging for them back. "Nono please please" smiling over him as you bounced, you'd slap his face a few times, "beg more"

Even during non sexual times, he will literally sit there sucking on your fingers.

You make jokes about inviting art to bed so that Patrick has something big to actually suck and he sat up like a little kid, "Don't mess with. Are you serious?"

He wouldn't drop having art joining you two until it actually happened.

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I'm thinking of this man being a big muncher. Not even 5 minutes back to the hotel room, and he's hurting as his boxer rubs against his tip. Pushing you back onto the bed, already pulling at your tennis skirt. "Fuck, god you looks so good there. Need a taste right now. " he would whine seeing how wet you already are.

Kissing your thighs praising you thanking you in the most pathetic way possible. His body dry humping the bed "so so so god damn beautiful so..." a moan ripping from his throat would stop him. Drool already on his chin from him pulling his lip into his mouth.

Not wasting another moment he would dive in like this was his last meal. Moaning and humming like a starved man. His hands held your legs apart as his tongue worked into you. His nose brushing your clit at the right speed.

His hips would be grinding into the mattress repeatedly. He gets off on eating you out. Even if you'd had enough, he doesn't stop. He's devoted to you, and eating you until he dies is what he will do.

Knowing you were close to coming makes him close. He's literally shaking as he works you, his fingers digging into your thighs and his hips grinding hard against the bed.

He would come so hard in his boxers after you came on his face. Pulling up, he looked at you with such pathetic eyes, "So good." he would give soft kisses and couldn't help but dive back in and start again

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Hated you First

Twisted Faith m.list

Note : they're no younger than 8, no older than 10

Rafe and Rowanna grew up always being around each other, and their families were always going on trips. Their dad's planning evil things. One thing rafe hated growing up was Rose always pushing the idea of him and Rowanna getting together. Him hearing it all the time made him hate her, but Rowanna always had to argue who hated who first.

His memories started on the playground when their nanny took them and Sarah. He hated it. He didn't want to be here, especially with her or his sister. Slowly he lightened up and start to enjoy it until he wanted on a swing and she screamed and cried because to wanted to get on it. She threw bark chips at him and he yelled at her to go away. Their nanny didn't care enough and left them to fight it out. Rowanna had enough so her little self pushed him off the swing and took his spot. Calling him a name she was too young to understand.

He laid in the dirt with a scowl and fists in the chips. "I hate you," he yelled and stomped away.

Rowanna's first memory of hating him had to be shortly after that. They were at school, and since then, rafe had made it his mission to embarrass her. Their nanny was them to school, plus Sarah. Rowanna was in the back seat talking with Sarah about dolls and other things. Rafe sat up front.

When they got to school and lunch came around him and his goon of friends sat at a different table. Rowanna had planned to give a small gift to a boy she liked. Rafe knew about it due to Sarah and he hated that idea. So he made a plan. When she got up to take the gift he got up with his friends (cold) soup, and walked towards her. Before she could even reach the young boy rafe faked tripped and threw it on her soaking her clothes and embarrassing her.

The whole cafeteria filled with laugher, and he stared at her with that evil look. She narrowed her eyes at him and stomped off angrily and sad.

Later that day, she was dropped off at him house due to business her dad had to take care of. She was there before rafe due to baseball practice she took the opportunity to sneak into his room and destroy every single action figure he had.

From then on, their parents knew that these next following years wouldn't be easy.

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Rafes aesthetic

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(More so rafe from season 1 and 2) so I feel like I don't need to summarize how he is a lot

He's crazy, loud, short tempered, and struggles with addiction.

His family has worked with the Fritzs for as long as he can remember. He's always hated Rowanna, but he had a soft spot for her.

He's possessive, obsessive, controlling, manipulative (so is rowanna)

He sells drugs, helps his dad with business as well as Cesar (Row's dad)

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Rafe Cameron x (oc) Rowanna Fritzs

First look

Rowanna Fritzs aesthetic and facts

Rafe Cameron's aesthetic and facts

Hated you first

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Rowanna's aesthetic

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She's a very strong head personality. She was raised by her father, Cesar. Her mother died in childbirth, and her dad was a mafia boss. He raised her but was rarely there. Once he thought she was old enough, he would use her against his enemies.

Her family and the cameron family have always been close. Especially since they were business partners. She and Rafe never got along, no matter how hard their families push them to.

She's the only child. She's stubborn, short tempered, crazy, delusional, speaks exactly what she thinks, and more on the darker aesthetic of things. An addictive personality doesn't take no for an answer and is spoiled rotten by her father.

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Rafe & Rowanna

Twisted Faith m.list

Oc x rafe cameron

"You're a fucking piece of shit rafe!" She screamed at him as she threw a vase across the room. He chuckled dryly and smirked.

"Yeah? You gonna throw another fucking fit Row?" He shook his head and sat in his desk chair. "If you're gonna throw shit do it somewhere else alright I got fucking work to do" he opened his laptop and ignored her as if her outburst was normal...because for them it was.

"I'm am not done talking to you" she shouted at him as she slammed her hands on the desk. She loomed over him only when he ever sat.

"Jesus christ, Row baby I love you but get the fuck out I can't with this shit right now" he stood up walking around the desk to grab her by the waist and drag her out of his office.

She tried getting out of his hold and cursed at him, but it didn't work. He set her down and grabbed her chin harshly. "Scream at me later. I don't give a shit." he looked in her eyes and saw her anger. "Yeah?" He waited for her to nod.

She looked up at him her breathing heavy and her eyes burning red. "Fine. Whatever asshole" she shrugged and he gripped her chin harder making her wince "okay" she softened up.

He smirked and leaned down. "Good girl," he kept her chin between his pointer finger and thumb and kissed her hard. She hated it but kissed him back their lips, saying all that they needed. The anger, lust, sadness, everything. "Now fuck off" he let her go and slammed the door in her face.

She flipped him off through the door and walked off cursing at him.

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Excuse me? 🎀🎾

You look like you love me......

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"Excuse me, you look like you love me"

It's been months since Maya and Art started to become friends, and things have been building.

They were in his car when her favorite song came on. Her little southern accent came out as she started singing. He glanced at her as he drove that small smirk on his lips as he watched her sing.

"You look like you want me to want you to come on home"

Her hands hit her leg as she tapped to the beat. Art couldn't help but blush hearing her sing. She had a beautiful voice and he loved it. Especially when her accent came out.

They were at a stop light when she did a little dance in the seat. She glanced at him every now and then. Her hair fell around her softly as she moved. Art smiled, watching her feeling his heart fill with so much warmth.

"And baby, I don't blame you for looking me up and down across this room"

She leaned over, singing to him. It was her favorite thing to do. Yes, they were friends, but her singing this song meant other things to her.

She laughed lightly with art as they made eye contact. The light turns green, letting him keep driving. His ears still filled with her soft voice, and her little twang could still be heard.

"And you think to yourself, I could use some of that"

She let her eyes linger on art as he drove a soft smile on her lips, and she took his features in.

The song ended and she turned the volume back down. "Wow, beautiful beautiful" Art chuckled with a smile.

"What can I say it's a good song," she said with a shrug and a proud smile.

Art glanced at her as she looked out the window "yeah it is"

Art thought of the lyrics that lingered in his head....what he though of her....

"When then cute little country girl caught my eye....she was the prettiest thing I'd ever seen in a pair of boots"

He did a quick glance at her seeing her boots on. The lyrics fit a little too well, which makes his heart melt. How he wished he could reach out for her and tell her all his love for her.

While Maya looked out the window, smiling to herself as she in a way sang her heart to art without telling him directly. She was okay with that for the moment but didn't know how much longer she could last as 'just friends'

Art and his little country girl ♡

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Maya's camera roll

while being friends with Art 🎀🎾

Love struck m.list 🎀🎾

She loved taking pictures of everything. Even if it looked pointless it meant something to her.

She would have so many photos of art just so she could learn how to draw him. She also have many with him and Patrick together when he came to visit him.

She had many photos of her cat lucky. He was her child, and she loved that lucky loved art because he usually never liked anyone but her.

"That's crazy that he likes you" she said as she laid on her couch and he sat in her chair. Art looked up from the cat with a smirk.

"Guess that's your sign to keep me around" he joked but meant it. She could only smile and feel jealousy at lucky showing art love and not her.

"So not fair," she huffed, walking to the kitchen. Art laughed and kept holding the cat.

A lot of times, she would show her friends photo of art so they knew who she was talking about. Over time, she started realizing she might have liked him, which scared her because she didn't want to ruin the friendship.

Needed to post more love struck things ♡

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Arts Camera Roll 🎀🎾

How Art's camera looks like before Maya and him start dating. The beginning of their friendship.

Love struck m.list 🎀🎾

For the first few weeks, Maya and Art became friends they only ever met to study. Art was too nervous to ask her to hang out outside of studying, and Maya just never realized. They slowly started to text more, creating jokes and moments outside class and studying.

Art would ask if she'd like to join him at the tennis court while he practiced. She'd sit off to the side, either reading or drawing. They would bump into each other at school events. The football game was the usual school events he would see her with her friends, always waving at her.

At some point, he saw her walking down the stairs in the stadium as he walked up. "Maya, hey," see locked eyes with him smiling sweetly. "Oh art hi," he could never get tired of hearing his name from her lips. "How are you enjoying the game?" She tucked piece of hair behind her ear. "It's good, good. How about you?" She felt herself blush as she tired to play it cool.

As the friendship grew, Maya grew comfortable to invite him over to her place. Then, to her favorite art museum, it was always a fun time with him. Filled with laughter and jokes, light touches, and lingering looks. One of Art's favorite things is to sneak photos of her when she isn't looking, then look back at them blushing like a little kid. Patrick always teases him for it but loves seeing him so giddy.

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Love Struck Masterlist

Art Donaldson x oc Maya Smith 🎀🎾

Maya's aesthetic and facts about her

Art and Maya meeting officially

Art and Maya dating moodboard

Art's camera roll during friendship

Maya's camera roll during friendship

Excuse me....

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Art Donaldson Masterlist

Finding out Art's secret

After match activities

Muncher

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Patrick Zweig Masterlist

Patrick needing you

Fixation prt 2

strawberry treats

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MAIN MASTERLIST

About me : I'm KC 19 she/they I love writing small scenes in my dr with characters and my oc. I'm constantly jumping fandoms. Love making random mood boards ♡♡

Four masterlists

Art donaldson m.list

Patrick zweig m.list

Art & Maya m.list

Rafe & Rowanna m.list

I write all, smut (only consensual smut) angst, fluff, and anything you'd like to request.

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Maya's aesthetic 🎀🎾

She's majoring in art and music.

She's known as a weird girl a little into underground music, art, and styles. She collects random little things, making her apartment look like a grandma's place. She likes the grunge style but also the cute girl aesthetic.

She's witty, sarcastic, sweet, caring, and honest. She likes to people watch on campus and draw them in her sketch book. She wouldn't admit it, but she drew Art a few times before they met.

She works at a bookstore she loves her job, and she loves helping people find books and / or recommending books she always has at least two books with her.

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I'm going to make a master list for all my blurbs and one shots for my other fics. Utterly in love with moodboards ♡