Forbidden | By : Firithfalaswen Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Panic! At The Disco Views: 1324 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Ryan’s POV
Brendon and I were in our own hidden corner, getting really liquored up. But it’s fine, cause it’s Saturday and we’re allowed to. Okay, maybe not that much cause I still had to drive us back home. As we started another giggle fit at a girl that passed by and shot us a disgusted look, I felt Brendon’s hand rest on my lower back under my shirt.
“Fuck, you’re cold!” I snorted.
“Wrong.” Brendon growled, leaning close and running his teeth on my neck.
“Brendon!” I said giggling, but I didn’t move. If I know one thing is how horny Brendon Urie gets with a little booze.
“I bet you wanna get out of here as much as I do.” He said kissing and sucking right below my earlobe. He knew I couldn’t stand it too long. He was a fucking tease and, unfortunately for me, he knew exactly how to tease me.
I growled softly biting my lip. “Let-let me find Sunny.”
“What for? Are you inviting her in?” Brendon said amused.
“No!” I jumped as his hand grabbed my ass.
“She’s a big girl… and she’s preoccupied!” He said with a chuckle, I followed his eyes to the living room where Sunny was happily chatting with Spencer. Still I wanted to let her know we were gone, but Brendon cornered me against the wall and resumed his work on my neck. “C’mon, Ryan…” He whimpered, pressing his hips against mine. All thoughts slipped out of my mind.
I gasped and threw my head back. “F-fine… but stop that or we won’t make it home.” I lifted his chin up and smirked at his satisfied grin. “You’ll be the death of me, you know?”
Brendon didn’t say anything, instead gave me a wet kiss on the lips and grabbed my hand, dragging me out. I don’t even remember the 10 minutes drives to his apartment, maybe cause it wasn’t important. Once inside the little room, Brendon pushed me against the wall again, kissing me deeply, his hands and mine getting us rid of jackets and shirts. Still kissing we walked awkwardly to the bedroom at the same time we worked on each other’s belts and jeans, getting them undone and pulled down.
Before Brendon could get his sneaky hand inside my underwear I pushed him down to the bed. He giggled at landing on his ass and licked his lips, making me roll my eyes as I lost all the clothes.
“Your turn, I’m not doing it for you.” I said somewhat demanding. Brendon giggled and obliged, kicking jeans and boxers across the room.
“Done, now come here!!” He said, grabbing my hips and pulling me down to the bed.
Again we were a tangle of limbs and wet kisses. My dick was hard as fucking concrete and the rubbing against Brendon’s hard flesh was driving me crazy. Of course, he knew this, and instead of helping me, he insisted on increasing the friction, grinding his hips down on mine, making us both growl and moan and pant. I managed to roll us over and straddle his thighs, catching his wrists to keep him down.
“Knock it off, you fucking tease!” I said looking down at his innocent grin. “Get the stuff.” I got my demanding self back, Brendon liked it for some reason.
“Okay, okay…” He said breathily, rolling over the nightstand and getting the lube and condoms, I leaned over him and kissed the back of his neck while he did, gripping his hips and laying him flat face down on the bed.
“I’ll have those now.” I said taking the items from his hand and sitting on his thighs again to prevent him from moving. Not that he even tried. “Spread your legs.” I whispered on his neck, at the time I bit and kissed his shoulder. He complied, groaning in the process.
I settled between his legs and coated my fingers with lube, pressing them into his tight hole, one first, then another. Brendon moaned loudly, burying his face on the pillow. I bit my lip as I stretched him, not that he needed it that much, but I still liked doing it. I kissed his lower back and made him jump when I bit down his ass.
“On your knees.” I demanded again and Brendon wasted no time on doing so. I retrieved my fingers and put the rubber on my dick, slathering it with more lube. I threw the bottle away and positioned myself.
“C’mon…c’mon…” Brendon urged, pushing his ass back to me. I growled and slammed in with no warning. “Fuck!” He yelled out. I grunted and pulled out, pushing right back in harder than the first time. Brendon yelled again. “Yes! That’s---” His words drowned in a loud moan.
“That’s it, moan for me.” I grunted, leaning over and kissing his neck and his shoulders.
I gripped his hips, thrusting in and out, kissing down his spine. Brendon got louder by the second and I just loved every single noise he made. The feeling in my lower stomach growing with each move, I slammed steadily in and out, muttering obscenities and curses into Brendon’s ear, gaining more whimpers and moans.
“I’m… I’m… Ryan!” He breathed out.
“Me too. Oh, fuck, me too!”
I could feel myself right about to explode as his muscles clenched, I started shaking and dug my fingers on his hipbones, releasing my seed in the rubber. I snuck my hand around Brendon and took a hold of his dick, still pounding into him. It didn’t take long before he was coating my fingers with his white load and collapsed on the mattress with me on top. After getting our breaths back to normal and cleaning ourselves, we crawled under the blankets and snuggled, exchanging a few loving kisses. Then I watched him fall asleep, legs tangled and arms wrapped around each other. It’s insane how much I loved Brendon…
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