The Singer and The Drummer

The Talk with Derek

Ryan's POV

It's taken a while, but we're finally back home in Hollywood, California. I've been so excited to get back home, just for the sake of being where I'm most comfortable and can kiss and mess around with Ronnie, not that kind of messing around!

Ronnie was out for the next few hours, having to meet up with our manager for the next tour. So while he was gone, Derek was over. I heard a loud knock on the door and rushed over, quickly pulling a shirt on before I opened it to see Derek, grinning widely. "It's about time Ryan! Took you long enough.", he laughed and stepped inside, me hitting him in the side. Derek grunted and rushed off to the dining room with his laptop in his grasp, as if I could actually hurt him. I rolled my eyes and smiled, following him after I closed the door.

"So, trying to get in Ronnie's pants now huh? I thought it'd be the other way around.", Derek said, sitting down in one of the chairs around the table, Ryan sitting down beside him. "Oh, shut up Derek.", I laughed. "C'mon, I just need your help. You're the only other guy I can ask about this that's close to Ronnie. You know what to say to him.", I shrugged my right shoulder, and he nodded slightly. "Yeah, I got you.", he replied, his face breaking in a wide grin. Oh shit.

Three hours later...
Derek has left already, and Ronnie's on his way home.

Ronnie's POV
I was on my way home in my car when my phone started to ring. I looked at the name and answered it. It was Derek. "Yeah?", in return I got ,"Go home and fuck your boyfriend.", making me choke on air and almost lose control of the car. "What?", I asked when I had regained my composure. "I said go home and fuck your boyfriend. Bye Ronnie.", Derek giggled and hung up.

Talk about how weird your friends are.

I got home fifteen minutes later, walking inside. I set my bag down beside the door and walked further into our home, Ryan nowhere to be seen. "Ryan?", I called, before I heard some noises upstairs. Ryan ran out of our bedroom, almost tripping when he rushed down the stairs, and ran up to me, jumping into my arms. I laughed as he kissed me eagerly. "I was just gone a few hours.", I said, to which he responded, "A few hours is too long."

I carried him back upstairs, to our bedroom. "What were you even doing up here?", I asked, looking around the room. Nothing was out of place, and it seemed the same as when I left earlier, the only difference being the clean sheets on our bed. Ryan just smiled at me and pulled away from my grasp to go sit on our bed, patting the spot beside him. I sat down beside him, looking at him expectedly. "How was the meeting or whatever?", Ryan asked, laying his head on my shoulder. "It was fine.", I replied simply, pulling him into my lap. "By the way, while I was gone, I bought a hot tub.", I added, his eyes widening.

"And why did you do that?", Ryan asked. "Not that we couldn't afford it.", he added. "Oh, well I just thought we could have some fun in it like we're gonna' do tonight.", I replied with an easy smile, making him blush.

"As long as you're not rough...well, too rough.", Ryan blushed more and smiled at me with that adorable smile he has. I kissed him gently, wrapping my arms around his waist as the kisses slowly turned to heated, passionate ones, and our clothes were restricting us from fully feeling each other. Ryan grabbed my shirt and practically popped all of the buttons off of it trying to get it off of me, but I did the same with his thin tank top.

Soon, we were both only in our boxers, me on top of Ryan who was splayed out on the bed just for me, a dark blush to his pale cheeks and a light flush on his chest from arousal. His legs were on either side of me as I raked my hands over his neck and chest, my mouth following. I sucked red marks onto his neck, biting and nipping down his chest until I reached his boxers. I looked up to make sure he was still alright before I pulled them off and chucked them off the bed.

Ryan's POV

Oh my god, holy shit.

Ronnie was kissing over the scars on my thighs gently as I silently freaked out. This was really about to happen. Ronnie stopped and moved over to the bedside table, rummaging through it before he sighed. "We don't have any condoms.", he said, and I shrugged. "Ryan, I think you'd be more comfortable with-" "I don't care, just do it.", I said quickly. If I had to wait, I'd chicken out of it. Ronnie sighed softly and moved back over to me on the bed with something in his hands. I closed my eyes for a moment and heard a cap pop open, making my eyes fly open in worry when I realized what it was and two fingers prodded against my entrance with warm liquid, spreading the gel around for a moment before pushing in slightly. I gasped Ronnie's name and tried to pull my hips away from the strange feeling, but stopped when Ronnie did and kissed me gently. "Calm down, Ry, I'm not gonna' do anything to hurt you purposefully.", he said, moving to lay on his front between my legs. "If you need me to stop, just say so.", I nodded slightly, and he continued. Ronnie pushed my legs up so my knees were in the air and my felt planted by his shoulders on the bed. I slowly grew accustomed to the new feeling, clenching and twitching around his fingers when the pain began to turn to pleasure.

I watched him, that cute line forming between his eyes that always showed when he was focusing intently on something. I shifted slightly and his fingers hit something inside me, making me shake and arch my back, trying to get his fingers further inside me.

Ronnie grinned, making me glare at him. "You can eat my shit, Radke.", I laughed. "Well, I mean, technically in this position I could, but you're clean so I would just be eating your ass out.", Ronnie shrugged slightly, his grin widening. "I would gladly do it.", he added, my blush already a dark red. "...maybe later.", I replied before he started pushing his fingers in and out of me at a rougher, faster pace. "Ronnie, I need you.", I sighed lustfully and he quickly pulled his fingers out of me then yanked his boxers off.

Ronnie leaned back over me, kissing me wildly before he pushed his tongue into my mouth, dominating me in yet another way. I tentatively reached between our legs and touched his member gently, before wrapping my hand around the thickness. Ronnie gasped loudly against my mouth and bit my lip roughly, tugging at it before kissing me wildly as I thumbed the slit of his manhood and stroked down the shaft.

"Fuck, Ryan..", he moaned against my lips. He shifted and I let him fall from my hand. Ronnie pressed the head against my entrance and slowly, gently pushed in. My nails dug into his back as he slowly pushed in until he was to the hilt, me shaking underneath him.

"Shit, fuck, shit..", Ronnie cussed a blue streak as he tried to remain still for me. "You c-can move...now...", I said slowly, I could barely speak, the sensations were too much. Ronnie pulled out almost all the way before slamming back inside me, creating a moderate pace combined with the perfect amount of gentleness and roughness. I arched my back and let out a loud moan of my love's name, before he grabbed my cock roughly, and that's all I took. I closed my eyes tightly and let out a silent scream as my walls convulsed around him and I came.

Apparently that's all he needed too, because right after I felt his hips slowly jut to a stop and he moaned my name softly as I felt a warmth inside of me even as he pulled out. Ronnie fell down on top of me as he both breathed heavily.

"That was the best sex I've ever had in my life.", Ronnie mumbled against my neck, slowly sitting up. I smiled slightly, but soon made a weird face when I felt liquid dribble down my skin. I reached my hand in between my legs and pulled it back out, my fingers covered in Ronnie's semen. "At least you can't get me pregnant.", I giggled. "Well, we could always try?", Ronnie suggested with a grin as he wiped me off with a towel I had laid out beside our bed, until I was clean.

We settled in, falling asleep quickly from exhaustion from our antics.

To be continued...