The ever cliché drinking-game-turned-threesome scenario.
Pairings: Tyler Joseph x Fem!Reader, Brendon Urie x Fem!Reader, Brendon Urie x Fem!Reader x Tyler Joseph, and heck even small bits of Tyler x Brendon are thrown in here
Warnings: alcohol consumption, choking, daddy kink, wow lots of dirty talk in here, subtle tones of sub!tyler, slight over stim./edging, double penetration
Word Count: 5.2k
part ii
It is actually physically impossible to have a bad day with Brendon Urie around. This fact was proven as you stomped into his apartment and threw your bag on the ground, “I am so over today!” you exclaimed, plopping down on his couch. “YN, how nice of you to drop by unexpectedly.” he laughs, coming into the room with just a towel wrapped around his waist. His hair is still wet from the shower and dripping droplets onto his tanned skin. You bit your lip and your eyes raked up and down his body, the slight tent in his towel didn’t go unnoticed.
“Shut up, it’s not like you were doing anything anyway.” you chuckled, returning your gaze to his face. “Did you wanna get drunk tonight?” you ask, leaning back into the chair. “Uh yes? Is that even a question?” Brendon laughs, “Let me get dressed and we can go out.” “Ah no,” you shook your head. “I was thinking about staying in here. We could invite like Tyler over or something and play a game and drink and just chill. I am so over people.”
Brendon thought for a moment and nodded, “That’s alright too, call Ty on over.” he shrugged and held his towel around his waist and pulled it off as he walked back to his room. You laughed and watched his ass as he walked away.
-
Your call with Tyler went something like:
“Tyler, come over to Brendon’s and get hammered with us.”
“I don’t think so YN, I always regret it whenever I do and I have an exam coming up in two days and should probably study..”
“Ty, I wasn’t asking.” *laugh* “Just come on! It’ll be fun!”
“YN, I-”
“Cool, I’ll see you here in an hour!”
You always had to twist Tyler’s arm to get him to come drinking with you, but only because last time he got drunk with you two he and Brendon had played karaoke in front of the bar and now Tyler couldn’t escape the dumb YouTube video of it all. But, he couldn’t really say no to you either; it was a win/win for you.
You rummaged around in Brendan’s kitchen and hummed as you pulled down three shot glasses. “Hey B, what happened to your tequila? It’s all gone.” you whined, closing the cabinets. “Yeah, no thanks to you.” he laughed, coming back in the room fully dressed and drying his hair. He grabbed his keys off the table and smiled, “Let’s go get some! I needed to restock my cabinet anyway.
-
Tyler came over an hour later like you had told him to, he had on that yellow hoodie that you absolutely loved and a pair of black joggers on. “I’m only taking a handful of shots, alright? I can’t get drunk tonight.” he said, sitting down and pulling his bag into his lap. “I brought some wine coolers on the off chance you guys might wanna take it light tonight.” he reached into his bag and pulled out a case of Mike’s Hard Lemonade and you and Brendon laughed, “Sorry bud, YN came to get drunk not lounge around with sissy drinks.”
“I happen to really like these, thank you.” Tyler mutters and rolls his eyes, setting the case down on the floor. You giggle and pat his knee, “It’s okay baby, we could drink those later.” you smiled, “But for right now, let’s get the game started!” Tyler groaned as you lined up the double shot glasses, “I’m gonna go get a little dish of sugar, be right back. Make small talk!” you said, hopping out of your seat and walking to the kitchen.
