Guys, this is the smut chapter, so if you don't like that please don't read it. But I'm gonna put some warnings, where it starts and ends, because there is some important fluff aswell. :D oh, and sorry for the break like I said stressful weeks... But enjoy!
Ryan's POV:
After dinner Spencer, Jon, Brendon and I part ways. Spence and Jon are obviously going to Spin's apartment and Brendon and I to mine.
I can't even count anymore how often he's been over at mine. We're together for three months already and since that first time he cooked for me, he loves to do it again and again.
Well, obviously, I'm not complaining he cooks really good and he says I'm a lot more grateful than is "bratty little siblings" were. Usually, he comes by the studio to get my key, so that he can prepare and we can eat as soon as I come home.
I thought about giving him a key for the longest time now and since it's actually our anniversary today, I made a copy to give to him tonight.
When we arrive at home Bren directly heads to the bathroom to brush his teeth, because "he doesn't want to smell like garlic when we kiss". Fair enough, he did have a lot of that tonight.
I'm sitting down on the couch and think about how lucky I am. Seriously, he cooks for me, brushes his teeth for me, so I don't have to feel disgusting when I kiss him, he invited me to dinner tonight. He insisted because of our anniversary. So perfect.
I really love everything about him, I really love him... Hold on, do I really?! I mean, it might just have been three months, but I knew from the beginning, he is special.
Yea, I do, I know it now, I do love Brendon Urie, but how couldn't I?
In that exact moment I hear Bren come out of the bathroom. I can just turn around half way, when I already feel lips on mine. Mhm... Peppermint.
"You taste nice." I tell him smirking. "Well, to be honest, you do too. You taste like pasta and pesto." He grins widely at me. "No shit, Sherlock. Probably, because that was my dinner?" I say sarcastically. "Hey, hey, don't get bratty with me or do I have to remind you of that game from earlier again? And who was the loser again?" he says and puts his hand under his chin, pretending to think.
That little asshole, he knows I don't like that. "If you want to be like that, you can leave." I tell him dead serious.
His facial expression turns into a shocked one before he rolls his eyes and then says seductively: "Come on, Ryry. I could make up to you." I gulp hard and am just about to say. "Fuck you-" when he already smashes his lips onto mine. I'm so overwhelmed by the intensity of his attack that I'm falling backwards onto the couch. But I like it so much that I immediately kiss back.
He softly bites my lower lip to indirectly ask for entrance, which I grant. He explores my mouth with his tongue, no spot left untouched, until I fight back and we're battling for dominance. He obviously wins that fight, because let's face it, I like being controlled over.
The kissing gets more heated by the minutes passing. He's on top of me, grinding down on crotch and I feel my dick become harder. Incredibly hard.
I finally break the kiss, both of us out of breath and panting hard into each others faces, I smell the toothpaste. His eyes are filled with lust and I know tonight's the night.
Yes, we never had sex before, but I really appreciate that he was so patient with me. I mean we did some stuff, but never the real deal. "Bedroom, please?" I let out still slightly panting. "Just if you're sure, I don't wanna pressure you, you know..." I look at him admiringly, he still asks me if I really want to, but he should also know that it's not the first time and I certainly had worse experiences, that one time I acciedentally hooked up with a girl.. ew..
"Of course, now hurry up, I don't like waiting." I say seductively, then push him off to rush into the bedroom. He runs after me and before I can lay down on my king size bed, he pushes me down on it, kissing me again hungrily.
*START OF SMUT*
My hands make their way under his shirt to slowly pull it over his head. Very slowly.
"Tease!" he pouts at me while removing my shirt also, but a lot faster. I chuckle at his impatience. He starts to work in the button of my black skinny jeans while kissing me fiercely.
After what seems like an eternity, he finally got my jeans off and his aswell. He grinds down on me again and I can feel the big bulge through the fabric of his boxers. Well, big is an understatement, more like huge, gigantic even.
We both remove our boxers, leaving us totally exposed to one another and damn I forgot how huge he is. But apparently he thinks the same about me, for he says "Shit, Ry, you're sure you're a bottom. You're so big!"
I blush at this, I nearly never topped, but actually that one girl said the same. "Do you have a condom and lube?" "Top drawer of my night stand." I wink at him. "Someone's prepared." He laughs. Thank god, he is not dead serious during sex.
"Hey, Bren?" "Yea" he responds. "It's been a while, since I last, you know... So, please be gentle with me, okay?" I whisper embarrassedly. "Sure, Ryro! Of course, I will be and I won't do anything without your consent, you know that, right?" he tells me honestly. "I do." I say. And I do, I trust him, he wouldn't do anything to destroy that trust, right?
He nods smilingly at me and then squishes some of the lube on his fingers. After circling around my hole a bit, he looks at me for one last confirmation. I nod and feel his finger slowly entering me.
I tense, but relax into it faster than expected. I hear myself moan at the sensation. He repeatedly pulls his finger in and out of me. The pain fades soon until he tells me, he's adding a second finger.
Fortunately, I can feel myself calming down and even pushing back already. It's way too long since the last time. I moan loudly and tell Brendon "More!" He's just about to add a third finger when I sternly say "No, Bren, I-I need you. Now! I'm not gonna last long anyways, so please. I just... n-need you inside!" I practically beg for his dick. "Ry, are you sure?" "Yes, now hurry up, please!"
Gladly, he obeys, my eyes are closed, but I hear him slick himself up, after putting the condom on.
He lines up with my hole, leans down and whispers soothingly in my ear. "Relax, baby, it's just me. I'm not gonna hurt you." He rubs his tip against my entrance and then feel the head pressing against it, until it pops in. I scream in pain, Brendon stops. "Are you okay?" I pant heavily. "Yea, keep going. Please don't stop." So, he doesn't. Carefully, he goes on. I clench my teeth until he bottomed out. "Shit, Ry, you're so tight." He gives me time until I adjust to the intrusion. I nod weakly and he begins to thrust in and out. Slowly at first. I hear him groan very deep and it's just about the sexiest sound I've every heard, so I moan in response.
My face must mirror my pleasure I receive now, pain nearly completely gone, for Brendon picks up his pace. I moan "More, Bren, more!" So, he gets even faster, thrusting deeper with every movement. Suddenly, I feel a spark of pleasure running up my spine and through my whole body. I moan so loud, I'm sure my neighbours can hear it by now. "Yes! Right there, don't stop, harder!" he must have found my prostate. "Fuck, Ryan." He hits my prostate dead on wit every thrust now. "Damn, Bren. I'm gonna come soon!" I get out, he pants loudly. "Me too!"
He leans down to give me a heated kiss on the lips. I can't even really respond, I feel so ecstatic. "Shit, Bren!" I moan loudly. Then he pushes in one last time and we come simultaneously.
*END OF SMUT*
"Fuck, that was...damn!" "I know, right?" he breathes hard, looks me in the eyes happily and says "You look so damn beautiful like this."
I blush and kiss him, weakly because of the exhaustion, but still with all my heart. He pulls out and I whine at the loss. After throwing away the condom, he grabs a towel to clean us up a bit and lays down next to me.
"I just wanna sleep." I tell him honestly. "Same here." He takes me in his arms and I lay my head on his chest. "Hold on, Bren, before the day is over, I got something for you." I grab my jeans from the floor to get out the key I made for him.
I even put a little Jack Skeleton key chain on it to remember our first date. "Since it's our three month anniversary today, I finally got you the key to my apartment, so you can come whenever you want to." I tell him, while handing him the key.
He looks at me incredulously "Really, Ry? Oh my god, that is so cute! Thank you so much." He kisses me softly on the lips. I can't describe what I feel at that moment, it's just so overwhelming. After sharing the most intimate and literally everything with him, I'm even more sure of it!
I lay back on his chest and he protectively holds me in his arms.
A couple minutes of silence pass, while I'm contemplating whether or not to tell him, then I whisper "Bren?" "Mhmm.." he murmurs.
"I-I-I love you." My head stays on his chest, I don't dare to look him in the eyes and capture the look of regret in it. He says nothing for seconds, but then "Ry?". I still don't want to look at him, so he lifts my head with a finger under my chin, until I have to look him in the eyes.
He smiles at me as bright as the sun itself. "I love you too, Ryan." Did he really just? Oh my god! He loves me back! Could it get any better?! I smile widely at him and kiss him again, it's a slow, innocent, but long and meaningful kiss.
"You are my sun, Brendon Urie." I whisper as I lay my head back on his chest again. "And you are my moon, Ryan Ross."
Smiling, I close my eyes. The last thing I remember before drifting of to sleep is my Brendon softly playing with my hair and placing a light kiss on my head.
So, that was the smut. It was really hard, considering I had to get drunk while writing to not cringe the whole time. Anyways I want to dedicate this chapter to a special friend, because she doesn't feel too well right now and I want to cheer her up a bit! I hope that helped you even though, you're not the biggest smut fan, but there was a lot of fluff in it aswell. ;) Love ya!!