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Slow Motion	By : clandestinecassie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Panic! At The Disco Views: 2102 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Panic! At the Disco. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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brendon followed pete into the house. they passed through the kitchen, with it's dark blue tiled floors and wooden counters. brendon watched pete as he walked through the house and he was tempted to reach out and take pete's hand and let him lead him through the house.
he didn't and instead he followed pete into the living room that shot off from the kitchen. there in the living room sat andy and joe on the long leather sofa. brendon glanced around and noticed that patrick was no where to be found.
pete moved across the threshold and into living room, his sneakers leaving fine trails in the soft beige carpet. pete plopped down in one of the leather recliners while brendon cautiously walked in as andy and joe waved at him and he sat between the two men.
"what brings you around here brenny?" joe asked and brendon wondered why joe had an afinity for using brendon's nicknames. brendon was about to answer joe when pete did it for him.
"actually brendon wants some of the good stuff." pete said as he pulled his legs up into the seat and curled under them. brendon thought that pete's words could have a variety of meanings but it just might be that he was horny so his mind automatically went to all the dirty stuff but thankfully joe got his meaning and he turned to brendon with a nod to his head.
"just what is it that you want brenny?" joe asked as he grinned at brendon. andy watched them with a look on his face, kinda like he didn't want to be there in the room with this happening but he stayed on the couch all the same.
"anything" brendon told joe "i don't care i just need it." he was sounding needy again but this time he couldn't help it. joe nodded again and rose up from the couch, his black flip-flops slapping against his feet as he walked back to his bedroom, where he kept his drug stash.
while joe was gone the room was quiet and brendon found himself staring at pete. pete grinned at brendon and pete was shooting brendon the most gorgeous looks in his directions and it was driving brendon up the wall. andy noticed and promptly cleared his throat and pete's grin widened.
brendon heard a door open then close from somewhere in the house and he wondered if it was joe coming back with brendon's precious drugs. moments later brendon learned that it wasn't joe returning and his heart dropped to his feet as he saw patrick enter the room.
patrick stood in the doorway opposite the kitchen doorway. he looked surprisingly at brendon, obviously not thinking that the boy would show up here.
"oh hey, brendon." patrick said as he eyed the boy, his voice which brendon always liked, wasn't filled with anger or anything thing like that. he just sounded surprise.
"hey, patrick." brendon said as he raised a hand in a wave.
patrick was a few years older then brendon but still younger then pete. he was chubby but still adorably cute, he had medium length strawberry blonde hair that was mostly always covered with some sort of hat. on this day patrick was wearing a red and white trucker cap with the bill shadowing his bright blue eyes.
he eyed pete who was still seated but his attention had diverted from brendon to patrick, but brendon expected that. patrick moved to the identical leather recliner that sat next to pete's and a silence filled the room. brendon wasn't talking because he was too busy watching, he was watching pete and he was watching patrick and his heart was beating quick because he was just waiting for them to flaunt their love.
he did notice that pete was still sending glances his way and he noticed a devilish sparkle in pete's warm brown eyes. brendon watched as pete slid over to the other side of the chair, closer to where patrick sat. patrick barely took note of this and continued to stare off somewhere else, no doubt wondering just what brendon was doing at his home.
pete snaked his tan hand down the arm of the chair and let it hang near patrick's own hanging pale hand. a small spark of jealousy burned in brendon as he watched pete's long nimble fingers brush down patrick's hand before taking patrick's fingers and lacing them with his own.
pete turned to look at patrick and patrick looked back, his cherry red lips pulled up into a smile. a smile that brendon knew he and pete shared often, a smile that meant much more then a just a smile. that's what brendon hated. he hated that pete and patrick had an infinite number of inside jokes, secrets, stories, and back logged history. what did he and pete have really? drug use and sex.
brendon didn't hate patrick, no not really. he actually thought that patrick was a cool person and he thought that if he were clean and not madly in love with pete then the two of them could actually be friends.
patrick had begun to talk now. his warm voice filling up the silent room, with it's light green walls and black leather furniture. he was talking to andy about work or something similar, brendon wasn't really listening though. he was too focused on the way that patrick could talk so animatedly and still keep his hand locked within pete's. with his other hand he would occasionally press his thick rimmed glasses up his nose or run a hand unconciously over his hat.
moments later joe came back from his room and he had heard patrick's voice and had enough common sense not to bring the drugs out of the room with him. brendon was extreamly glad that joe had come out because pete had just begun to slide his hand up patrick's bright blue t-shirt sleeve.
patrick noticed joe and he looked away from andy to look at him instead. joe was standing just barely inside the living room, his gaze flickering between patrick and brendon.
"hey, brendon. i found that record you wanted to borrow. come here and tell me if it's the right one." joe said and brendon almost rolled his eyes at one of the worst cover up excuses that he had heard in a long time. either way brendon didn't want to stick around in the living room with pete about to throw himself all over patrick.
he nodded and pretended to be excitied about a record that he didn't want to borrow. brendon pushed himself up off the leather couch and followed joe back to his room. joe closed the door behind them and that left the two men in the semi darkness of joe's cramped room.
brendon sat down on joe's hard bed while joe knelt down and lifted a small wooden box off the floor. if brendon didn't know any better he would've thought that it was something like a music box, but he wasn't that innocent anymore and he knew that's where joe hid his drugs.
joe flicked the top off the box and brendon peered inside though it was hard to see much of anything with the lamp on joe's nightstand being the only light in the room and the warm buttery glow of said light wasn't enough to see the drugs that joe had.
"what kind do you want?" joe asked as he looked up at brendon from his position on the floor. brendon thought about it, they couldn't smoke pot because patrick would smell the smoke, he didn't want to shoot up because he had to drive home, he figured that cocaine would be a good option.
"gimmie some blow." brendon requested and joe nodded quickly before he stuck his hand in the box and pulled out a small baggie filled with shimmering white powder. he pressed the baggie into brendon's hand. brendon leaned to his side and stuck his hand into his jeans pocket where he fished out two twenties and handed them over to joe.
joe moved up onto the bed next to brendon. brendon didn't pay him much mind as he was busy pouring out some of the powder on to a small square mirror that joe had offered to him. he seperated the cocaine into two lines. joe watched him, his electric blue eyes seemed to glow in the dim room.
"me first." brendon said as he glanced at joe, joe gave a slight nod. brendon bent his head down to the mirror and snorted up the two powdered lines. instantly brendon felt better despite the burning in his nose and throat. he let his head roll back as he felt joe lean over and slide the mirror from his hands.
brendon assumed that joe was doing his two lines but in that moment he couldn't care less. the headache he had been experiencing for the last few days was becoming nothing but a memory. he heard the sound of joe snorting the coke and moments later he felt a curly haired head on his shoulder.
"you gonna be okay to act normal in front of trick?" joe asked and brendon nodded as he reached out and flicked joe's curly hair. brendon stood and watched as joe fell back onto his bed, his heart was beating fast but he was happy about it, the cocaine had that effect on him.
he left joe's room and went back into the living room. he found that pete was still seated in his leather chair and andy was still on the couch but patrick was no where to be found. this made brendon feel slightly happier.
"hey, did you find that record you were looking for?" pete asked as he looked up at brendon with a grin and a slight wink, brendon looked down at pete echoing the grin back to him.
"yeah, i did and it's fucking amazing!" brendon said as he watched pete's face. "where's patrick?" brendon asked as he licked his lips.
"oh, he's in his room getting ready for work." pete said as he looked up at brendon with those warm tempting eyes. brendon noticed that pete had said his room not our room and it made brendon smile.
"oh." was all brendon said as his mind raced with a million or so thoughts, most of them involving pete. "where's your bathroom?" brendon asked and pete's face went blank before it broke into a grin. brendon was fucking horny and the incident in the garage earlier hadn't helped. he thought maybe he could get into the bathroom jerk off and get out with no one being the wiser.
"oh, you don't remember? here i'll show you." pete said as he hopped out of the chair and turned to look at brendon, motioning for him to follow. as pete took off and brendon followed, the duo heard andy sigh but brendon ignored him because, fuck he had matt to get off on.
the bathroom that pete was leading brendon to was located by the staircase that patrick had come down from earlier. they pulled a left and pete stopped, allowing brendon to enter the gray bathroom that was decorated with little lighthouses.
brendon stepped inside, his feet echoing against the gray floor. he turned to watch pete who was holding onto the golden doorknob smiling at brendon. brendon didn't know if pete was coming inside or just going to walk away, he didn't know half the shit that pete did but that didn't stop him from wanting him to do it.
pete let go of the handle and stepped inside the bathroom. pete's lips were on brendon's before brendon even heard the bathroom door click closed. brendon stumbled back as pete kissed him, pete's hands flew to brendon's body, one wrapping around his neck and the other fisting into his dark black hair. brendon's own hands caught pete around the waist.
pete turned them and pushed brendon up against the cold white wall that sat next to the shower. it was a beautiful contrast, the cold burn of the wall against brendon's back and the heat from pete pressed against him in the front. pete's tongue slid around brendon's mouth while brendon's hands made their way under pete's hoodie to touch the tan smooth skin of pete's stomach and waist.
they broke the kiss and brendon rested his head back against the wall, exposing his neck for pete. pete kissed his lips, soft and simple as his hand rode up under brendon's black t-shirt and the other toyed with the button of brendon's jeans.
pete placed another kiss on brendon's jawline before he moved down to brendon's neck. he licked down the line of brendon's neck before he came back up and kissed him on the spot just below his ear. his hot hands tracing patterns up brendon's tight chest.
"did it make you jealous?" brendon heard pete's breathy voice whisper into his ear.
"what?" brendon responded as he cracked open a honey brown eye to look at pete. he was so turned on that he almost didn't hear the older man talking.
"when i was flirting with patrick earlier. did it make you jealous?" pete asked, his voice no longer a whisper but a low rumble. he had stopped kissing brendon and brendon almost let a whimper escape his throat as pete pulled his hands out from under his shirt.
pete moved his hands to the wall on either side of brendon's head, his chest and hips still pressed tight against brendon's body and brendon could feel pete's hardon pressed against his thigh.
there was a silence between the two men. pete was looking up into brendon's face, his own face was serious and awaiting an answer. "yeah." brendon said after a moment and he saw a dark glimmer in pete's eyes and a small flash of a grin.
brendon didn't know why pete was asking him this, he also didn't know why he said yes. brendon knew that it made him sound pathetic and he knew that it gave pete the control in the relationship.
"why are you asking me shit like this?" brendon asked as he looked down at pete, his hands still locked on pete's waist. pete smiled, his lips revealing those large white teeth that brendon loved.
"because-" he began as he leaned up, his hands sliding down to brendon's shoulders and his face coming up close to brendon's, their lips mere inches apart. "it fucking turns me on to know you're jealous." pete said as he pressed himself forward and kissed brendon again.
pete's kisses were hotter now, more agressive. they were all tongues and teeth and hands. pete's hands were trailing down to brendon's pants, he let his hand palm over brendon's erection through his jeans and brendon moaned into pete's mouth.
pete easily undid brendon's pants and hastily pushed them down to his knees. brendon couldn't concentrait, his mind was trying to wrap itself around what pete had said. he had admitted that he liked the fact that brendon got jealous of his and patrick's relationship. he wasn't wracked with guilt that he was cheating, no he was getting off on it.
brendon didn't know how that made him feel considering that he was turned on by the fact that he was making out with pete while his boyfriend was upstairs. brendon was pulled from any thoughts of guilt by pete's warm hands on his hard cock.
"oh, fuck pete" brendon muttered as pete stroked him and placed wet kisses to the side of his face.
"brendon." pete breathed into brendon's ear as he pulled at brendon's cock. "did joe give you some coke?" he asked as he nibbled at brendon's ear. brendon breathlessly nodded and he heard pete give a little laugh. "you should give me some." pete suggested and he stopped his stroking so brendon could concentrait on what he was saying.
"are-are you sure?" brendon breathed out as he focused on pete's handsome face. "won't patrick notice?" he asked. pete grinned, he seemed to be perpetually grinning and brendon thought that maybe it was due to his anticipation of getting high.
"no, i hide it well, he won't even notice." pete whispered as he leaned in and bit at brendon's bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth. brendon's brain went fuzzy, his heartbeat quickened and his leaking cock pulsed.
"alright. it's-it's in my left jeans pocket." brendon muttered as he was willing to give pete anything he wanted as long as it meant he could get more of that earlier beautiful pleasure. pete was still grinning as he nodded and reached his hand down to brendon's crumpled jeans and dug around in the tight pocket for the baggie of cocaine.
pete claimed the baggie and he took brendon's hand into his own palm down and poured some of it out onto brendon's hand. he proceeded to snort it off of brendon's hand. pete let out a sastisfied sigh and immediently pressed his lips back to brendon's.
now that pete had gotten his fixed he seemed intent on getting off and brendon couldn't be happier.
pete undid his own pants and slid them down revealing his own hard leaking cock. brendon thought that pete would turn him around and start fucking him but much to his surprise he pulled brendon away from the wall and flipped their positions.
"get the lube out of the cabinet brenny." pete said as he kissed him and pushed him towards the cabinet. brendon was having trouble walking with his pants around his ankles but he made it there all the same and came back to pete holding the requested lube.
brendon poured the lube on himself and moments later the duo was going at it. pete's was now stripped of his hoodie and pressed with his chest and hands up against the cold wall, his shirt riding up with each of brendon's thrusts.
brendon was inside him, one hand digging into his tanned side and the other wrapped around pete's cock. "mmm yeah, fuck, yeah brendon." pete moaned as he turned his head, his cheek pressed against the wall.
they had to be quiet so none of pete's roomates, or god forbid patrick heard them but brendon's mind was buzzing with pleasure and he was concentraiting on the feeling of being with pete that he couldn't register how loud either of them was being.
"oh, god, pete yes" brendon mumbled into pete's ear as he rested his head on pete's shoulder, his sweat slicked bangs sticking to pete's tanned skin. pete was so hot and fucking gorgeous like this, all filled with want and need and the way his back looked as he was hunched against the wall.
"fuck, fuck me harder brendon." pete requested as he pushed back against brendon and brendon's mouth fell open because his attraction for pete was combining with the cocaine and it was a beautiful burn across his stomach and chest and he worked his hip's in a frenzy as he slammed into pete.
brendon was still stroking pete off and he felt pete's hips buck against his hand and the precum from pete wetting his hand.
"pete, where are you? i want to say goodbye before i leave!" the two men suddenly heard patrick's voice calling out presumably from the staircase. brendon froze up as if patrick could suddenly see exactly what they were doing.
"ah-you-you better hurry it up brendon." pete said and he made a sound crossed with a laugh and a moan. fuck, this situation was so fucked up. brendon was in a bathroom fucking pete against a wall while pete's boyfriend was calling for him. brendon thought that maybe he was just as fucked up as pete because that thought turned him on and he drove himself into pete and pete pressed back.
it didn't take long for brendon to feel that tightening that meant that pete was close and seconds later he felt a hot stickiness wash over his fingers and a subdued cry was pulled from pete as he leaned back against brendon and brendon reached up with his clean hand and turned pete to face him and he kissed him as he came with a final thrust.
they stayed locked like that, kissing as their bodies shuddered from the afterglow of an orgasm. they pulled apart and pete reached down and pulled his pants up, tucking himself back in. as soon as pete left him brendon missed his body, his warmth and his kisses.
pete turned and kissed him, his grin had returned to his handsome face. he reached down and pulled up brendon's jeans as well and brendon wipped his hand on his jeans before leaning forward and kissing pete once more, deep and passionate as if trying his best to claim the boy or make him remember the kiss while he was with patrick.
pete's hands left brendon's body and he already missed the warmth. "wait a few minutes before coming out of the bathroom." pete told him as he raised a hand and ran it through brendon's dark shock of hair. brendon nodded because he knew the drill and suddenly he was feeling less like pete's lover and more like a mistress or a cheap whore, but the way his heart swelled as pete ran his fingers through his hair...he knew he could never give that up.
pete moved to the bathroom door and brendon moved out of the way incase patrick was standing in the line of view of the door. "oh brendon," pete began as he rested his tan hand on the golden handle.
"what?" brendon asked as he straightened himself up in the large square mirror.
"i'll come by later to get more." pete said with a wink and brendon knew he looked confused. brendon wasn't sure if he meant sex or drugs but either way it meant seeing pete again and that was something that brendon wasn't inclined to give up.
brendon nodded and pete opened the door and stepped out, leaving it ajar for brendon to slip out. "i'm down here patrick." he heard pete say and he could just make out pete climbing the stairs that led to patrick's room. brendon felt a burn of jealousy and he counted to sixty before slipping out of the bathroom and out of the house without saying goodbye.
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