Blink Back To Let Me Know -Brallon-

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Summary:

After a long night of feeling down, Dallon does his best to show Brendon how much he appreciates him.

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I am awoken by Brendon softly running his fingers through my hair. He is quietly humming something familiar (Sinatra maybe?) and it's a pretty great way to wake up, actually. I lay there for a few more minutes just because he seems so happy; I don't want to ruin it for him.

I start to stir a little just to let him know I am awake and he greets me by nuzzling the back of my neck and kissing me lightly just behind my ear.

"How ya feelin' sleepy head?" he's whispering into my ear.

"I feel a lot better than last night. Again, I am so sorry Bren."

"Hush!" He says "I am glad you feel better, what would you like to do today? Spencer and Kenny are back in town now if you want to see them?"

"Sure, whatever you want to do?" it's almost a question but, I know he will ask me again.

"No, what do YOU want to do today, Dall? We're going to start working in the studio again tomorrow so, last day of unorganized freedom!" he is leaning over me now and starts to position himself so that he is laying on top of me, his chin on my chest looking up at me with wide eyes.

"Hmmm, I could think of a few things!" I wink at him as seductively as I can and he lets out a laugh.

"Well, after that!" he exclaims.

"Um, actually, I'd like to hang with you and the guys if that's okay? See them again before we start getting down to business?"

"Okay! I'll call Spence after we shower." he gives me a sideways stare and draws up an eyebrow on the word "shower".

Good lord! If looks alone could kill, his beautifully seductive eyes may very well be the way I meet my demise.

I start to stand and turn back towards the couch, "Shall we?" I ask as I offer him my hand to help him stand.

"We shall, Dall!"

"Well, aren't you a regular Dr. Seuss this morning! Better save those eloquent words for your lyrics, my dear!" I said with a chuckle. "C'mon, we're wasting daylight here!"

"You are so bossy!" he smirks

"You love it though, right?" I ask teasingly.

"Yea, I kinda do." He smirks. "How about you show me how bossy you can be, Dallon... Hmmm?" he says this as we are passing through the doorway into the bathroom on the second floor, his right eyebrow arched high in an inquisitive suggestion.

"Doesn't really sound like much of a challenge but, fine! Strip, now!" I say in my most dominating voice.

This is admittedly not dominant in the slightest.

He laughs at me and I give him quite possibly the most evil look I have in my repertoire,

"Yes, sir!"

He starts disrobing and in true Brendon form, he is doing it as dramatically as possible. Slowly and very deliberately, his gorgeous eyes are holding my gaze while I watch him discard his sweat pants on the cold tile floor.

As I turn on the faucet and the hot water starts to build steam, the doors of the shower begin to fog.

"Well, now what? Hmmm?" a smirk appears on his face as he starts to walk towards me, biting his bottom lip in a way that is making want to jump him right now.

"Fuck, just get in the damn shower, dude!" I laugh at him. He frowns like he was expecting more. "I'll let you wash me?" I add, as he starts to make his way under the warm water as I step into the bath tub and close the door behind us.

"That sounds like a plan! C'mere." He grabs the washcloth and starts to wash my shoulders and then my back. I have this intense desire to feel his skin against mine as I move closer to his body. He pulls me into a strong embrace and I feel my worries start to vanish as he holds me as close as he can.

How am I so lucky to have found this man? He is truly the best thing that has happened to me, ever.

My head falls back to his shoulder and he is nuzzling his chin into the crook between my neck and collarbone. His breath feels hot even under the warm water and I start to feel my desire for him beginning to build. A small moan escapes from my lips as he kisses my neck.

"Hmmm? What's the matter, babe?" his embrace is getting tighter and I can now feel him getting hard behind me.

"Just happy, Brendon. That's all." And I mean it for once in a long time. Being here with him and having him here, means the world.

"I love hearing you say that, Dall." His voice is barely audible and he starts to lessen his embrace as I turn around.

I grip his length in my hand as it brushes against my thigh, stroking him as I plan my next move.

He starts to move his pelvis towards me, effectively fucking my hand. He looks at me with a look that can only mean one thing so I start remove my hand and begin lowering my body so I am on my knees.

His hands are making their way to my hair, pulling his fingers though and winding the damp strands around them in a fist. I slowly start to flick my tongue against the tip of his penis and he tightens his grip on my hair, moving my head closer to his body, I take him into my mouth. Swirling my tongue around the head and sucking along the shaft as he moves it in and out, fucking my mouth at his own rhythm.

"Fuck, Dallon, fuck..." it's almost not words but, I can pick them out. He starts picking up the pace as he puts both hands on my head and guides my mouth along his shaft.

I love how he feels in my mouth. The his salty taste permeating my tongue as I hear him start to moan a little louder.

"Dallon, so good. So fucking good." His praise makes me smile. He means it in such an earnest way and I am glad to make him happy. I move my hand to his cock and feel him start to pace himself a little more frantically. I take over for him, stroking him and running my thumb over the head.

"So close, fuck, so close" he manages to squeak out. I take him into my mouth again and start to pull him in and out as far I can without choking. His body starts to shake and in less than a second he is filling my mouth and I swallow the best I can as he is pulling out.

I lick my lips and stand up to kiss him. He is breathing hard, fast, and his eyes are glazed over like he is high.

"Dallon. That. Was. So. Fucking. Hot. Wow." Each of his words enunciated by a staccato beat that seems to be the only thing he can muster right now.

He pulls me into a tight hug and we start to finish our shower as the water starts to get cold.

He helps me out of the tub and as we begin to dry each other, he has the biggest smile on his face.

"I give, B. What's the smile for?" I ask

"Nothing, Dall, I just... Thank you." he says softly and kisses me on the forehead.

"Oh, and I plan to reciprocate the favor later." he breathes, grinning like a Cheshire cat, he pulls me close for another kiss and as I kiss him back, I shake my head at him and smile.

"Hey, B, don't forget to call Spence and Kenny after you get dressed!" I call to him as he is practically skipping to his bedroom to get his clothes.

"Yes, yes.. Whatever you saaaaay!" he yells back, almost sing-song.

Well, he's in a good mood... for now...