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Without You I'm Nothing (Chapter 39 up now!)	By : urbanephoenix Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Placebo Views: 5829 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction! I do not know any members of Placebo or their families, and I do not profit from these writings.

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Yay for comments =) I like hearing your ideas, questions etc because most of the time you guys bring up things I hadn’t even considered. It’s a bit hard to answer questions without giving stuff away but I will say that in the next couple of chapters some things should become clearer. Having said that though, I have actually added in a few things in past chapters that were suggested by readers that were actually better than what I was GOING to write lol. So keep them coming (just in case).

Also I’m going to stop promising deadlines. My comp died so this is late =( Will aim for a chapter per week but who knows how that’ll work out?

Warnings for this chapter: Fluff =p, sex, D/A, language.
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STEFAN.

“What have you got in here, concrete?” Courtney groaned, pulling a suitcase up to the fifth floor.

Stef smiled. “Only the essentials.” The blonde opened the door to room six. What a shithole. The wooden floorboards creaked as he made his way across to one of the two single beds, separated by a small bedside table. A clothes horse stood in the corner of the room by the window. Other than these meagre items of furniture, the room was bare. “So, we’re sharing are we?” Stefan asked, plonking himself down on one of the beds, cringing at its lack of comfort.

Courtney blushed. “Well, I couldn’t find somewhere that’d take all three of us in a room and individual ones were more expensive, you know, this way we save the equivalent of-“

“Ok, I’ll take your word for it.” The younger boy laughed. “I don’t mind, I was just curious.”

“If you want, you and Brian can share and I’ll-“

“No.” Stef cut him off again. “No, I want to share with you. It’s thanks to you we’re here at all.”

The redhead smiled. “It’s no big deal.”

“It is, though. I don’t get you, you’re full of surprises.”

Courtney stretched out on the second bed, his long legs hanging over the end. “I like you guys. I mean, don’t get me wrong, you’re my favourite, but I’d hate to see you guys have to pass up something like this just because of something trivial like money.”

“Why though?” Stefan frowned. “After everything-“

“That’s exactly it.” The older boy interrupted. “You and I, we’ve shared so much in such a short time, despite being so far apart even. Look, Stef, I understand that you’re at a... strange point in your life, that’s fine. Would I like something more? Yes, God yes! More than anything, but I’d never want to push you into something you didn’t want. That’s not who I am.”

Stef was trembling softly. Brian had told him more than once that he’d like them to have more than just a friendship, but never before had someone spoken to him as Courtney was now. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” He muttered.

“What? Stefan, there’s nothing wrong with you.” The redhead sat up on the bed.
“There must be. Why can’t I just... be with you? I must be stupid to be holding back.”

“I understand why. You’re afraid of being tied down, and I think you’re a little afraid of disappointing me.”

“How is it that you have a better insight into me than I do?” Stef smiled.

“Scientist.” Courtney shrugged. “We could always go back to our old arrangement?” he said quietly.

“What arrangement?”

“You know... don’t ask, don’t tell?”

Stef frowned. “But... you’re back. How-“

“Well we’d be together, a couple, but you wouldn’t be tied down. As long as it’s me you come home to, I don’t care what else goes on.”

BRIAN.

As he walked alongside Ianto down the main street, Brian couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride. Since they’d been out a couple of groups of teenagers had approached them, asking the Welshman for his autograph, squealing in excitement about the upcoming show. Sure it wasn’t him they were fussing over, but it excited Brian greatly nonetheless.

“Well this blows,” Ianto groaned as they passed the third closed bar. “everything is shut, what a joke.”

“There’s always tomorrow night.” Brian sighed, a little relieved.

“Na, it’s cool, we have plenty of booze at the hotel. Come on.”

The taller boy turned back to the main road, Brian reluctantly followed. It wasn’t that he didn’t like Ianto, he just didn’t trust himself around him.

Hanlon Riots’ hotel was much nicer than the one he, Stef and Courtney were staying in. Ianto had dumped the entire contents of his suitcase onto his bed, accompanied by two guitars, a portable tape player and several tapes. Brian cringed at the mess, collapsing into one of the large armchairs.

“Scotch?” the taller boy offered, looking through the mini-bar.

“Yeah, sure.”

Handing over a glass, Ianto sat on the end of his bed facing Brian, a smug smile spread across his pale face. “Can I kiss you again?” he asked.

Brian almost spat out his drink. “What?”

“Well we got interrupted the other night, hardly seems fair.”

The smaller boy frowned. “But why?”

Ianto shrugged. “Why not?”

‘Isn’t it bloody obvious?’ Brian thought to himself. “Because you’re straight?”

“You can’t know that for sure.”

“Ianto-“

“Hell, I don’t even know that for sure. Besides, why does it matter?”

Was this really happening? Brian leaned deeply into his chair. “I’m not someone you can just experiment on!”

“Oh come on, Brian! Why not? Is it because you don’t like me? Am I not your type? Oh... is it because I’m Welsh?”

The younger boy rolled his eyes. “Of course I like you, you’re definitely my type, and I couldn’t care less about you being Welsh.”

“Oh so I am your type?” The Welshman grinned.

‘Good work, you stepped right into that one.’ “Can we just drop it?” Brian asked, downing his drink. “We really don’t need these next two weeks being awkward because you did something you later regretted.”

“Who says I’d regret it?” Ianto asked, standing up and taking a step towards the chair. “Besides, how can either of us know what I truly am if I haven’t had the chance to find out?”

“Oh god, I need another drink.” Brian stood up and headed for the mini-bar, taking out another tiny bottle of scotch.

“Teach me.” The voice behind him said softly.

The younger boy felt a large, warm hand on his shoulder. “Teach you what?”

“Well, show me then. Show me how to be with a guy.”

Brian turned around, looking up at the tall singer. “Ianto, it’s not like that, it just has to be right.”

“Would more alcohol change your mind?”

STEFAN.

Stef didn’t know what to say. Courtney was so desperate for them to be together, that he’d seriously give him free roam?

“Look, we don’t even have to be officially together, I just want... something.” Courtney looked down at the floor sadly, threading his fingers together.

“Ok.”

The redhead looked up, staring him in the eye. “What?”

“Ok.” Stef smiled. I-I don’t think I’m good relationship material, not at the moment anyway, but I’d like... something too.”

Courtney grinned and jumped up to the opposite bed, hugging the blonde tightly. “That’s all I want.” He breathed loudly. “Something. With you.”

Stefan felt his entire body warm up as Courtney kissed him, wasting no time in diving into his mouth. He felt one of the redhead’s hands running firmly down his chest, the other tangled in his hair. He couldn’t help but smile, wrapping his arms around his friend’s waist and up inside his shirt.

BRIAN.

He wasn’t sure exactly how it’d happened, but minutes later Brian found himself standing almost naked over the hotel room bed, which had been cleared of all belongings. Ianto was sitting on the end in the same state of undress, looking up at him. Brian couldn’t help but think how beautiful he looked in the dim light, his slim figure all the more obvious because of it.

“Come on.” The Welshman smiled. “Show me.”

He didn’t need any more encouragement. The smaller boy pushed him back, straddling his slender hips.

Ianto groaned softly as Brian kissed him hard, running his hands through his long hair. “B-Bria- I... Brian. Tell me what to do. I’ll do it.” He smiled.

BRIAN AND IANTO.

This couldn’t have been better, Brian thought to himself. He had an opportunity to instruct a gorgeous guy to ravish him however he pleased. He no longer cared if Ianto was straight or not, this was too good to pass up.

“Ok,” he said softly, sliding off the older boy and onto his side. “Touch me.” He took Ianto’s left hand and thrust it into his groin. The Welshman got the message and started rubbing gently.

“Heh, this is the first time I’ve ever touched a guy who’s... you know... not me.” He laughed softly.

“Do you like it?”

Ianto looked up into Brian’s eyes, continuing to massage him through his briefs. “I like that I can feel you getting hard.” He smiled. “It’s a huge turn on.”

“I can see that.” The smaller boy looked down, noticing a shadowy bulge in his partner’s own underwear.

“Can I um... take them off?”

Brian blushed. He’d never been with a first-timer before, was he this nervous HIS first time? “Sure, allow me.”

“Oh, no I meant yours?” Ianto placed his hand over Brian’s which had been in the process of tugging down his briefs.

“Let’s do our own, shall we?”

“Sorry.” The Welshman muttered, obviously embarrassed. “I’m a bit nervous.”

“Tell you what, I’ll take the lead and you do whatever you’re comfortable with.” Brian offered, tossing aside his last remaining item of clothing. He slid his hand up Ianto’s firm, slender chest, rubbing gently around his shoulders and pulling him in closer.

Their warm bodies met in a tangle of arms and hands, fighting for a spot on the others’ body.

“You have such a gorgeous body,” Ianto whispered into the smaller boy’s ear, making him tingle slightly.

“Not too bad yourself.” Brian smiled, taking hold of his companion’s cock and pulling on it slightly. He had seriously underestimated how much Ianto had enjoyed touching him before.

Ianto groaned louder this time, his back arching back in pleasure, forcing his erection deeper into Brian’s small hand. “M-moree...” He said softly.

Only too happy to comply, Brian started running his hand up and down the shaft more aggressively, while dipping his head to plant soft kisses on the long haired boy’s warm chest. Gently running his teeth up to his nipples, tracing the dimly lit tattoos he could see spread across the body that lay before him.

Ianto wrapped his arms around the smaller boy tighter, his nails lighting digging into his back. He’d never even thought about being with a guy until he met Brian, but since he had, he hadn’t been able to get the little singer out of his head. He was enjoying himself, a lot, but this wasn’t what he’d had in mind. “S-stop for a sec.”

Brian looked up, confused. “Something wrong?”

The older boy smiled. “No, not at all. I just, want to do something... to you, I mean.”

“What did you have in mind?”

Ianto frowned, thinking. “What do you like?”

Brian knew exactly what he wanted. “I think it would be extremely hot if you sucked me off.” He said seductively. He didn’t want to make his friend uncomfortable.
“Sure, I mean, I haven’t done it before, but I’d love to.” The Welshman replied genuinely, moving down the bed. “Just... tell me if I’m doing it wrong.”

The smaller boy giggled. “It’s hard to get wrong, just... no teeth.” He warned.

Ianto laughed nervously, taking Brian’s erection in his hand. He’d never been this close to another guy’s cock before, and if he was honest, he wasn’t sure where to start. Plenty of girls had gone down on him, but he’d never thought about technique before. Taking one last breath, he took Brian’s entire length in his mouth, slowly pulling out, running his tongue along the shaft. It must have been right as the smaller boy let out a soft gasp of pleasure.

“Yes, again.” Brian breathed softly, his fists full of the bed sheets.

He didn’t need telling twice. With new found confidence, Ianto took Brian in one of his hands, running his tongue around the head of his cock, the other hand firmly rubbing his thighs. He’d never tasted cum before, or was it pre-cum? He wasn’t sure about the biology, but being so caught up in the moment, it didn’t matter. Ianto loved the feeling of being in control of another guy’s pleasure. He forced Brian’s cock deeper in his mouth, sucking it hard much to the pleasure of the boy beneath him.

“S-steady on.” Brian moaned, resting a hand on the back of Ianto’s head. “Save your energy.” He smiled.

“I was kinda hoping you’d... you know.” Ianto blushed, looking up, his head still in between Brian’s legs.

“Oh, really?” The smaller boy asked, pulling his lover back up the bed. “Hmm, that’ll be interesting, you’re twice my size!”

“Oh come on, I am not.” Ianto giggled. “I’d say we’re about the same. Well I’m a little thicker but-“

“I meant your body, not your... equipment.” Brian grinned at him.

“Uh, oh, right.” Ianto cringed. Idiot. “Well um if it’s going to be difficult I could-“

“No, I like a challenge.” Brian interrupted. “Besides, I prefer to top.” He kissed Ianto softly, trying to calm his nerves. “Did you come prepared?”

“Oh, yeah, one sec.” The Welshman scrambled up, tossing items from his bag aside. He returned with a small bottle of lube and a condom in hand.

“Just relax.” The smaller boy smiled. “Hands and knees, that might be easiest.” As Ianto got in position, Brian rubbed some of the cold, sticky liquid on his hands. He knew he needed to prepare them both perfectly so as not to cause his friend an pain. As muh as he loved it rough, he knew it would ruin it entirely for Ianto. He massaged the taller boy’s shoulders, running his small, warm hands down his back, trying to relax him. “Ready?”

Ianto nodded nervously. He tensed up immediately as he felt a thin, cold finger inside him. He’d never felt anything like it before and wasn’t sure he liked it. He twinged again as another digit forced its way inside. And another. Brian was rubbing him from the inside gently and after a few seconds, Ianto realised why. It felt amazing. “Brian.. that f-feels... goo-good.” He moaned.

Brian smiled. “Just wait until you feel the real thing.” He removed his fingers and adjusted his position on the bed so that his hard cock was pressing gently against Ianto’s entrance.

COURTNEY AND STEF.

All Stef could see was red. He giggled as he tried pushing Courtney’s hair out of his face, kissing him hard. “Stop teasing.” He mumbled, coming up for air. “Fuck me already!”

“Aren’t you demanding?” Courtney smiled, lifting himself off the younger boy. “But if you insist.”

Stefan couldn’t help but smile as he propped himself up against the end of the bed. He was glad to have the redhead back. The room was dark now, the only light coming from behind the sheer curtains from a streetlamp. There was enough light for the blonde to make out the shape of his friend, boyfriend, coming back towards the bed.

“Where’s Brian tonight?” he wandered aloud.

“What?” Courtney laughed. “Surely that’s not important right this second.”

Stef heard the sound of the lubricant bottle lid snapping shut. “Just wandering.” He lay on his back, looking up into the gentle eyes of his lover. “Come on, I don’t have time for any games tonight. I’m horny and just want a good, hard fuck.”

“My thoughts exactly.” Courtney smiled, taking off his glasses and dropping them gently on the bedside table. “No sympathy for you.”

With no preparation beyond the lube on his cock, Courtney pushed hard inside the blonde, forcing him further up the bed. Stefan groaned loudly, half in pain, half in ecstasy. “More.” He moaned, hands gripping the redhead’s thighs firmly.

Courtney smiled and started thrusting into the blonde faster and harder, watching his erection grow. “You won’t last two minutes.” He smirked.

“God I hope not.” Stef muttered, pushing himself further on to the older boy’s cock. “Harder.”

Complying completely, Courtney didn’t hold back, forcing the blonde’s legs further apart.

BRIAN AND IANTO.

Brian pushed inside of Ianto in one slow thrust. He could feel the Welshman tighten up, strangling his cock. “That ok?” he asked.

“I- ugh.” Ianto groaned, eyes shut tight. It hurt, a lot. “Yeah just... slow.”

The smaller boy pulled out slowly, holding onto Ianto’s hips for support. “Tell me if it’s too much.” He muttered, pushing back in just as gently. As much as Brian loved a good hard fuck, he was being driven crazy by Ianto’s tightness. It was torturous, but felt so good.

“Ok, you can go a bit faster now... if you want.” The taller boy said softly. He didn’t want to wimp out. Bracing himself for more pain, he let out a loud gasp and he felt Brian’s hand take hold of his cock and stroke it firmly in time with his thrusts. All the pain he’d been feeling a minute ago had vanished.

Speeding up, Brian was trying to multi-task, jerking Ianto off while pounding him relentlessly. He could tell it was working, pre-cum oozing from the tip of the Welshman’s cock, but he didn’t want to overdo it. It was his first time, after all.

“Oh God, Brian.” Ianto moaned loudly, arching his back. “I feel like such a fucking virgin, but I don’t know how long I can last...”

Brian smiled, removing his hand from his friend’s cock, and grabbing hold of his hips tighter. Aiming low, he pulled Ianto onto himself hard, looking for that sweet spot he knew would set him off. It took a few thrusts but he finally found it, causing the larger boy to let out a soft cry of pleasure.

“Fuck.” He muttered. “Oh fuck, please do that agai-“ Ianto was cut off by Brian forcing himself inside him, hitting the same spot, over and over. It was a pleasure he’d never felt before.

The smaller boy relished in the pleasure he was causing his friend. Nothing got him off like seeing how much he could push someone sexually. He ran ins fingernails down Ianto’s back, leaving little white lines along the way. Pushing his finger tips back up, he massaged forcefully as he pushed himself inside harder and harder.

Ianto was having trouble keeping himself propped up, his arms shaking as he was overcome with pleasure, sweat dripping from his brow, hair in his face. He wanted it to continue but the urge to cum was overwhelming. “Brian I’m gunna, gunna- Uuurgh!”
He moaned loudly, his body tensing up and almost instantly relaxing.

Brian sighed a sigh of relief, finally able to let himself go. A few more thrusts did it, he came hard into the condom, collapsing onto Ianto’s sweaty back.

The Welshman flipped onto his back as Brian tidied himself up. His vision was blurred, his entire body tingling. “I- I’m sorry I didn’t um... last long.” He said softly.

“Huh?” Brian asked, joining him back on the bed.

“I’m usually far more... well, I can usually control myself more.”

The smaller boy grinned, that’s exactly what he wanted to hear. “You never have to worry about controlling yourself around me.”

Ianto smiled back before planting a soft kiss on Brian’s warm lips. “I don’t know if I’m gay, straight, bi or whatever,” he whispered, his fingers tracing his friend’s jawline. “but for what it’s worth, you, are gorgeous.”

COURTNEY AND STEF.

Both Stefan and Courtney were panting loudly by now, sweat dripping from their bodies, hair flying in all directions.

“You know,” the redhead breathed. “I could.. dr-draw thi-this out... all.... ni-night...”

“Don’t you fucking dare.” Stefan muttered in reply, tightening his grip on his partner’s thighs, pulling him in deeper. “I want to... feel... you... cum.”

Courtney grinned, quickening his pace as he flicked long, red hair from his eyes. Stef was writhing beneath him, obviously desperate to achieve his climax. Grabbing the blonde’s cock, Courtney didn’t bother trying to coincide his pulls with his thrusts, he knew it woudln’t matter.

Stefan gasped loudly at the new sensation he felt sweeping his body. Oh God yes, that’d do it. “Ye... yes, oh God ye... ugh, B...Brian...” He came hard into Courtney’s hand and over his stomach.

The redhead stopped. Had he heard right? Whether he had or not, his body responded. Pulling out of the blonde, he could already feel his erection disappearing.

Stef lay still, staring at the ceiling. The pleasure from his climax left him almost instantly as he tried to remember if he’d just said what he thought he had. Oh shit.
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A/N: Yes, I went there, more OCs. I know the fanfic world is divided about them but I promise I won’t let them take over. I just like having more than Stef and Brian to play with, if you get my drift.

A/N 2: Also, if anyone is interested, I said my comp wasn’t working? Well when it went to get fixed I realised I had this entire story saved in a word document on the desktop. When I got my comp back and opened this up I saw this written in purple on the last page “Very nice indeed ;-) From the lady who fixed your computer”. Lol. Good to know.

A/N 3: The usual. Comments etc are appreciated. I like to know what you think, what you like/dislike etc. Afterall, I think we all write for the audience as much as ourselves. I’d hate to be writing something I liked but everyone else thought was shit ;)
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