5: Lying Is The Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off

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Forgive me. I'm not checking for auto corrects sooo...
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Ryan's POV;

I was laying on Brendon's couch, with him snuggled into my chest. I was stroking his hair, and planting small kisses on his head from time to time.

"I'm cold..." He said, trying to curl up to me more for warmth.

"Why don't you go take a hot shower or something? I'll still be here." I said. He nodded and got up, breaking the embrace. He walked to the bathroom, but he stopped at the doorway.

"You okay, Bren?" I asked. He turned to me.

"Could... Could you come in the bathroom with me...? The last time I came in here by myself I almost..." He trailed off. I frowned and stood up.

"Okay, okay, come on." I said. We both walked into the bathroom, and I shut the door behind us. I started the shower for him, making sure it wasn't too hot or cold. I turned around, and Brendon was taking his shirt off. He still looks perfect... No matter what he's perfect. I noticed the scars lining his hips and stomach, and I sighed.

"There, the shower's ready." I said.

"Thanks.." He said.

"Should I look away?" I asked.

"It's not like you haven't seen it before." He chuckled a little, making me do the same. He stripped, and he stepped in the shower.

"Hey Ry?" He asked.

"Yeah?" He poked his head out through the curtain, and his hair was wet already, and falling in his face.

"You won't leave right...?" He asked nervously. I walked closer to him, so I was right in front of him.

"You know I'd never do that." I said, poking his nose. He smiled a little, and he leaned over and connected his wet lips to mine. I kissed him back deeply, and it's like he was my nicotine, because I couldn't stop. He pulled me closer to him, keeping our lips together. I felt his hand slip under my shirt, making me take it off. Then, he just pulled me into the shower, while I was still half dressed. He undid my jeans, and yanked them down, along with my boxers. I kicked them off, and threw them out of the shower, leaving me completely naked. He kissed me once more, pushing me under the water. He connected lips with me once more, before moving his mouth to my ear.

"Turn around," He whispered, making me feel chills up my spine. I swallowed lightly, nervous about what was about to happen. We haven't done it in so long, and even though Brendon may seem weak, no matter what, he is always the dominant one. No matter what. I mean, I've topped a few times, but he always was dominant in our relationship.

I was still really nervous, so I slowly turned around, and put both of my hands on the wall. I felt his hands on my hips.

"Ready?" He asked. I took a small breath and nodded. I felt him push inside of me, making my breath hitch a little. He pushed himself all the way in, and it started to feel really satisfying. He started thrusting into me, just making me want him more.

"Mhmm..." I moaned out.

"Fuck, Ry..." He moaned himself. He dug his nails into my hips, but I didn't care. He moved his hips faster, making me claw at the wall of the shower. After a short while of him pounding into me, he hit my prostate. I moaned louder, and I tightened myself around him.

"You're so tight, baby..." He groaned. Droplets of water ran down both of our bodies, and my hair stuck to my head. The water wasn't too warm, but we the bathroom was getting steamy without the water being hot...

"I'm close..." Brendon moaned. Shortly after, he screamed out, signaling he came. He pulled out of me, and I turned around, and he was already pressing his lips to mine. He pulled away a little.

"I love you," He said, a little out of breath. I smiled the slightest bit.

"I love you too," I said. We both got out of the shower, and dried off and we just put on our boxers. We noticed it was getting dark, so we decided to curl up in bed. I laid down, and Brendon laid behind me. He wrapped his arms around me, as I slowly fell asleep in his arms.
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Finally an update! I'm so sorry guys! Dedicated to Fanfucker

~Bella

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