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Ship Of Fools	By : kinderkite Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Panic! At The Disco Views: 971 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 1-Ship Of Fools
- 2-Chapter 2
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"So, Panic, what are your plans for your next album? How can you top two platinum records?" The interviewer asked the boys as she forced her insignia stamped microphone into Ryan's face.
"Um... Well we've already done a techno-based album and a Beatles-inspired album, so we're not really sure how we're gonna top those two," he gave an uneasy laugh as he fidgeted with the cuffs of his suit.
Brendon grabbed the mic and redirected it to face him, "But I can promise you that it will outshine Pretty. Odd. and A Fever You Can't Sweat Out." He said, nodding into the camera.
The interviewer laughed, "Good luck you guys. I've heard that you're nominated for-- Oh my god is that Ship of Fools behind you?" The interviewer paused mid-sentence to exclaim her surprise about the band behind the one she was currently interviewing. The boys turned around and laughed, first they were pushed aside for Miley Cyrus and then Ship Of Fools. They were beginning to feel like they were very under-appreciated.
As the interviewer tried to rush a good-bye Spencer laughed into the mic, "This is just like last year, pushed aside for someone younger and more famous." He shook his head, "Just like last time."
The interviewer apologized before pushing the boys aside to make room for Ship of Fools. "Oh, Blaire that dress is gorgeous!" She said, sucking up to the biggest band on the scene.
She laughed into the mic before her eyes wandered off to another band, "Oh my god, were you just interviewing Panic At The Disco?" She asked, completely in awe. The interviewer nodded and began to stutter that she wasn't sure how that mattered but Blaire had dashed off after the boys before she could even get a word out.
"She's a big fan of theirs," Alex explained to the interviewer before excusing himself and the rest of the band so they could hunt down their speedy lead singer. The interviewer swore under her breath, realizing that she just lost the interview of a lifetime for a group of wannabe-Beatles.
Blaire was having a hard time dodging through the crowd of interviewers, photographers, and guests as she rushed after the boys [her three inch stilettos weren't helping in the situation either] but finally she managed to catch up to them just as her band managed to catch up to her.
"Are you Panic at the Disco?" She asked, beaming with joy.
Ryan made a move to reply and Brendon quickly cut him off, "Yes, yes we are. You're Blaire from that one band, right?" He asked, he had realized that she was, in fact, Blaire from Ship Of Fools. She was ranked one of the top five for the hottest girls by Maxim magazine and Brendon wasn't going to let a chance to hook up with her pass him by.
She blushed and nodded, honestly shocked that one of her favourite bands knew her name. Blaire was quite famous internationally but she still acted like she was just a normal 20-year-old. People were often shocked by her, don't-care attitude and seemingly obliviousness to the constant paparazzi. She always commented honestly that she still felt like she was growing up in a small town in BC, she just felt like she was more popular than before.
"I can't believe you even know my name," she whispered in complete awe of the band before her. "I'd ask for an autograph but I don't have a pen or anything you can sign," she frowned, feeling like she had just missed the chance of a lifetime.
The boys frowned as well, the look on her face was honestly so depressing their hearts broke. The closest comparison Brendon had to Blaire's current expression was a kicked puppy. Heartbreaking.
"Well, you could sit with us during the show, if you wanted." Spencer offered, "Then afterwards we can find you some paper or something to sign."
Blaire's frown shifted to a sad smile, "You guys are really nice."
Brendon laced his fingers with hers, "Hey, you can even sit beside me! Now lets go before there are no more spots left with nine seats in a row." Blaire blushed and nodded before the two ran away, slowly, due to Blaire's heels, but ran nonetheless.
Jon laughed, "Um... Should we go after those two?" He thumbed in the direction the two scampered off in before looking at the remaining boys' expressions.
Darrian wiggled his eyebrows, "Well, we don't want to block his cock or anything. We should probably back off for a while, meet up with them later or something."
"Besides, seven seats are easier to find than nine," Alex added as he patted Kore on the back, noticing that he had gone stiff and rigid when Brendon touched Blaire. The boys went off to go find a seat while Kore fumed that Blaire actually was moving on with her love life. Ryan was upset that Brendon would consider dating someone like Blaire, sure she seemed all nice, fun, and innocent... No one was that beautiful and innocent.
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The awards show ended a few hours later and Brendon and Blaire left their seats hand and hand to find their band mates. "So you two, what did you talk about?" Jon asked, nudging Brendon in the side.
He smiled with his eyes, "Nothing really... This and that." Jon noticed Brendon's look and laughed, patting him on the back.
Ryan and Kore shared similar frowns. "Come on, Brendon, we better leave now before the exit gets too crowded," Ryan pressed hoping that his singer would get the hint that he wanted them to detach their hands from each others so Ryan could express his real feelings about Blaire.
Brendon looked at Blaire and she shrugged, he shrugged back before looking back at Ryan. "Uh, actually Ry, I'm going to take Blaire on a grand tour of Las Vegas, she's never been here before." Ryan took in a sharp breath through his nose before pursing his lips angrily.
"Fine then, we'll see you when we see you," he said before turning to his other band mates for a set time to leave.
Alex nudged Darrian and nodded, "Yeah, us too, B. We haven't gotten hotel reservations yet, which is a bad idea, so we should probably get on that before we end up sleeping in a parking lot tonight." The group laughed at Alex's joke. "See ya, B." Alex, Darrian, and Kenny all gave Blaire a friendly good-bye hug, Alex kept a death grip on Kore's arm to keep him away for Blaire and Brendon and the boys left Blaire with the boys of Panic at the Disco.
"Don't pull any shit to try and get Blaire and Brendon away from each other or I swear to God I'll kick your ass so hard you'll be eating your own shit for weeks." Alex hissed once the group were out of ear shot from anyone that knew about Brendon and Blaire.
Kore glared at Alex, "That was awfully graphic... But don't worry, that hadn't even crossed my mind." He said through gritted teeth.
Blaire smiled at Brendon's friends as Brendon gave them all his you-better-leave look. Spencer exaggerated a yawning motion, "Well, I'm really tired. Today's been a busy day for us, boys. I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm just about ready to hit the sack... I say we leave now." Jon nodded and winked at Brendon before following the pissed-off Ryan and snickering Spencer out of the building.
Brendon hugged Blaire and kissed her cheek, "You don't really want a tour of Las Vegas... Do you?" He asked, really hoping that she didn't because he had other things on his mind.
She shook her head against his, "Nah, not really." She looked up at him and gave him a small kiss on the lips, "But I wouldn't mind a tour of... Oh I don't know... Your hotel room?" She smirked at him and he flushed.
He gave an impressed sigh and rolled his eyes to the ceiling, "Boy, I had no idea you put out on the first date."
She laughed, "I've been crushing on you since I was like, sixteen. Brendon, we're pretty much married." She picked off a piece of lint from his suit, "I've been waiting for that honeymoon you promised me."
Brendon gently kissed her, testing the waters, if you will. He eased his tongue into her mouth, hesitant at first because he didn't want to screw this up. He didn't know if she was really serious. Thankfully she was and got into the kiss really quickly. Brendon finally pulled away and smirked at her, "And what honeymoon was this that I promised you?"
She shrugged, "The one in my dreams." They laughed before Brendon pulled away from their hug and slung his arm around her shoulders.
"I know this one motel that should be clean and fancy, yet secluded and private."
"Do you take all of your girlfriends to this motel?" She asked as the two began their slow-walk towards the exit.
He shook his head and shrugged, "Nah, just my wives."
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When the duo arrived at the motel Brendon couldn't get the door open fast enough. Blaire pushed him against the door, her lips viciously attacking his. He held the back of her head and pressed their lips flush against each other, she hummed in contentment and grinded her hips into his and he gave a satisfactory moan.
She smirked into the kiss before forcing herself off of him, unlocking the door with ease that Brendon obviously lacked. The two stumbled in the room, never loosing contact. Blaire just barely managed to shut and lock the door before Brendon dragged her towards the bed.
He fell back onto the bed, pulling Blaire down on top of him. The two sloppily kissed each other while trying to undo their, no doubt expensive, clothing with minimal damage. Surprisingly to Brendon, Blaire's dress slid off like a loose towel. His hands roamed her then exposed body, feeling every curve and dip.
The two broke lip contact just to tear off Brendon's clothes, which took a lot more effort than the dress. When the two were finally left in their underwear their lips connected again, it was a rough action that was sure to bruise.
Brendon wrapped his arms around Blaire's waist and grasped blindly on her back until he found the strap of her bra. With some difficulty he finally managed to undo it. Blaire sighed into the kiss, finally feeling free from her awkward confinement.
He pushed her away lightly and she frown and looked at him, confused. "What's wrong?" She asked, worried that she had done something wrong.
"Nothing," he shook his head. "I just, really wanted to look at your boobs." He reached his hands out to grasp them, she had started laughing but when he ran his thumbs over her sensitive nipples she cut short her laughter.
He continued to feel up her breasts until she finally swatted away his hands and slid further down his body to pull off his pants. Brendon probably would have blushed if his blood hadn't been rushing to other areas of his body. "I'm just going to blow you, ok? I'm not a sex-on-the-first-date, kind of girl."
She gently eased off his boxers, the strap scraping against the tip of his hard on, making him grunt. "Do you want to sixty-nine or something?" As much as he just wanted her to get on with the sucking he was concerned about her needs.
Blaire gripped at the base of his cock before running her tongue along it's length, Brendon had gripped the bed sheets tightly in his hands to stop from pulling at her hair. "I'll be fine, I can get off sucking you, don't worry about me--" She gingerly licked at the tip as it squirted his pre-cum. "Just... Enjoy."
And that he did. She wrapped her mouth around his end first, the heat on his cock caused him to whimper, it had been a long time since his last blow job. She sucked on it lightly, lapping at it inside of her mouth. She then adjusted her angle and eased one of her hands down into her underwear as she opened her mouth wider to take in more of him.
She continued to just lick and suck at him before taking in more of him again, the hand in her underwear jerking back and forth. Finally after adjusting herself again she managed to take in all of Brendon's length. She looked up at him as he groaned, it was the hottest thing he had ever seen before in his life.
She swallowed and her neck muscles did amazing things to his cock, he moaned in pleasure and finally she began bobbing on his dick. The sucking, licking, bobbing, and constant thrusts her hand had inside of her was enough to send Brendon off the edge but he tried his hardest to hold for as long as he could, he wanted this to last as long as possible.
He moaned as her cheeks hollowed when she sucked on him, "Fuck," he grunted, "Blaise, I-I'm coming." He bit his lip and threw back his head as Blaire swallowed him again, that was enough to send him off the edge and he shot his load down her throat, which she eagerly swallowed and enjoyed.
He panted, his body sweaty and rigid. She released his cock from her mouth and knelt on the bed, whimpering and biting her lip as she finished herself off with a moan. She crawled back up to him and curled at his side, "That was really, really hot." He said, finding himself at a lack of words.
She smirked and kissed the corner of his lips, "You taste good." Brendon pulled the bed sheets out from under them and covered their two hot and sweaty bodies with it.
He kissed her forehead and she smiled at him before slowly closing her eyes and easing her breathing. He did the same and soon to two were fast asleep in each other's arms.
A/N: This is the first sex-scene I've written in a long time. :] I hope I didn't screw it up too much. I have to admit, I got a little hot and bothered writing it, haha The next chapter will be up in a few days, I'm busy tomorrow.
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