Hey Moon, Don't You Go Down (Brendon Urie FanFic)

You'll Dance To Anything (Chapter 12)

MOON'S POV

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"1..2.. 3!", Pete shouted as him and I took our 6th shot. I'm beyond drunk at the point. I'm a light weight. And it's not just those I've had, Patrick and Ryan have bought me more than enough drinks. I'm positive I'm going to fall at some point. Maybe I shouldn't have taken that last shot. I started giggling uncontrolably.

"Pete! Pete! Pete!", I screamed at him over the blaring music.

"What! What! What!"

"We should go dance!", I said while pointing to the dance floor.

"LET'S DO ITTTTT!"

He took my hand and we stumbled over. I had my back to his chest and his hands were on my waist. We started moving in time with the beat, both of us almost falling over more than once. We must of danced for 45 minutes before I saw Brendon.

"Pete! I'm going to go talk to Brendon!" I yelled at him while walking away, well, more like stumbling. Dear God, Brendon's so sexy. He makes me want him. I want him more than anything right now. That probably sounds terrible considering I'm with Tristan, but I can't help it. To be honest, I think Tristan and I have been done for awhile. I think we need to be done. And right now, I'm going to forget about him. I don't give a shit.

"Brendon!", I said while pulling on his shoulder, turning him around. God, this man.

"Moon! I've been looking everywhere for you!", he slurred, slightly drunk. "Can I buy you a drink?"

"Of course you can!", I said while taking his hand and interlocking our fingers. He looked down at our hands and smiled. He led us over to the bar and order us each a drink. Me being drunk, had no idea what it was, but I drank it anyway. It burned going down, but I didn't care. Brendon started to lean down.

"Moon, you look realy gorgeous tonight. And I know we haven't known each other for the longest time, but I like you. A lot. And I don't want you to be with that douche because he doesn't treat you right. I want to be able to take you on dates and get to know you and have fun. But he's in the way, and frankly, it pisses me off..." He told me while moving my hair around to my left side.

He leaned down and started kissing my neck, which started sparks. Sparks that I've never had with Tristan. I leaned over to make it easier and put my hands around his neck, tangling my fingers in his hair. His hair is so fucking softttttt. He grabbed my hips and started massaging them. I felt my knees go weak so I pulled him closer to hang onto him. He moved from my neck to my jaw line to the corner of my mouth before slowly placing a careful kiss on my lips. Careful my ass. I guess he was seeing how I'd react. I pulled him closer and smashed my lips to his. We broke away for air and he rested his forehead on mine.

"Let's take this outside where it's not as crowded.", he said breathless. He interlocked our fingers and led us outside.

As soon as we were outside he backed me into the brick wall. He had his hands behind my thighs and without breaking the kiss, lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and started sucking on his neck. He moaned and moved my face so he could crash his lips to mine. He quickly took control of the kiss, which I don't mind. He licked my bottom lip then bit it, wanting entrance. I gave it too him and our tongues went at battle. Sparks were flying and things were heating up quickly. His hands were gripping my ass and my hands were on his chest. I could feel his man hood pressing up against me. I pulled away and looked him in the eyes.

"Moon," he moaned, "Let's go to my house"

"Okay, call a cab", I tod him quickly, not wanting to move away from him. I started kissing his neck again while he pulled out his iphone. He called a cab and we started making out again while we waited for it.

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He carried me up the stairs bridal style stumblering every once while, still kinda buzzed. He kicked open his bedroom door and turned on his light. He threw me lightly on the bed and hoovered over me. He started leaving kisses on my collarbone and neck making me moan in delight. He pulled away allowing me to start to unbutton his shirt. I threw it on the floor and reached for his belt, taking it off. He unzipped his pants and threw them next to his shirt. He stood me up and unzipped my dress, allowing it to fall to the floor. I layed back on the bed.

"Brendon.. take off my hells...", I told him while laughing.

"Whatever you want...", he said. He pulled off my heels and threw them over his shoulders. I got on my knees and pushed him on his back. I got on his lap and straddled him. He started moving his hands up to my bra, unhooking it. It was added to the growing pile of clothes on the floor. I slowly took his boxers off, while he rolled us off so he could pull my panties off.

"Brendon... condom...", I moaned against his lips. He pulled away and grabbed one off his night stand. He put it on as quickly as he could, and hoovered over me.

"Moon, are you sure you want this?"

"Brendon, I'm possitive", I moaned against his lips. He kissed me again before slowly entering me...

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