Things Have Changed For Me (Fall Out Boy and Panic! at the Disco Fanfic)

Me and You Screwing on a Honeymoon

When we arrive at the place, Brendon covers my eyes as he helps me out of the car.

"Brendon, I'm going to fall if I can't see," I laugh.

"Shush, I won't let ya fall. I'm going to move my hands from your eyes, but don't open your eyes," he says as I hear the car drive away.

"Okay," I say as he moves his hand away.

A few seconds later, I feel a blindfold being tied around my eyes.

"What's that," I ask tilting my head to the side slightly.

"My tie," he whispers in my ear, nipping on my ear lobe.

"You fucking tease," I say as I get goosebumps all over my body.

"Your own Christian Grey," he chuckles in my ear.

I giggle, "That book and movie's disgusting."

"Oh really? Because I don't see you complaining when I do some of that stuff to you," he whispers as he leads me into the house.

"That's because you don't fucking have a playroom full of stupid toys," I shakily say as I feel his hands slide across my shoulders, and my dress slip off of my body leaving me in my underwear... which doesn't include a bra.

"Damn you look sexy," he slurs slightly, and Brendon licks up my neck causing me to shiver.

Before I can do anything, he has me pinned to the wall, sliding his fingers under my panties, rubbing me. I moan and squirm. I can't see anything, so I tip my head back and bite my lip to hold in a moan.

Brendon nips my ear and softly growls, "I want you to yell my name baby girl."

I cry out when he slips his fingers into me and moves them around. Once he gets through teasing, Brendon takes the rest of our clothes off and thrusts in deeply and roughly. Brendon does it so hard and fast that the whole house has to be shaking. After thirty minutes of going at it, he unties his tie from around my face, and he throws away the condom, I curl up onto him. Soon going to sleep. 

I wake up to the smell of pankcakes and a trail of rose petals leading into the kitchen. I get up and double over hurting in my lower stomach and down in that area. 

"Fuck," I mutter smirking slightly. 

I look at my self in the mirror and see hickies all over my neck, chest, and boobs. I giggle as I put a house robe on before slowly shuffling out of the room and into the kitchen to see Brendon standing butt naked cooking and humming.

My eyes wonder down to his butt, and I giggle, "Damn, you were so good last night that I can barely walk."

Brendon turns around with a worried look on his face.

"Was I too rough? Did I hurt you too bad? I'm sorry," he says.

"Don't apologize babe. It felt amazing," I say blushing.

"Ohhh then you were screaming my name so loud," he says before taking the pancakes up.

"That's because you knew all the right ways to touch me," I say smirking as I fix my pancakes.

"I do have a way with my hands and dick," he laughs.

I sit down at the table an eat my pancakes, blushing deeply as he sits fown beside me.

Once we get done eating and the dishes clean, Brendon asks, "Ready for round 2 in the shower?"

I choke on my orange juice before nodding eagerly. Brendon chuckles and carries me into the bathroom.

(A/N: Sorry it's been like 2 months since I last updated. I've just been trying to find the right ways to go about my stories. I will try to get 'The Road to Redemption' updated sometime this week maybe between all these Benchmarks and unit tests. Comment and vote. Go check out some of my other stories)