Brendon Urie Imagines

Give Me Love

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The boy's have just released their first album and you couldn't be any more proud. They had a small party last night, so you and Brendon decided to do something fun tonight.

You knock lightly on Brendon's door so you don't disturb his parents. You hear shuffling behind the door and he appears in his purple hoodie and basketball shorts.

"Hey, my parents aren't home right now so we can have our movie night in my room if you want." He says with a wide grin as you step through the door and dispose of your coat and converse.

"Sound's great." You smile, leaning up to peck him on the lips.

"You pick out a movie and I'll get some snacks!" He exclaims, running down the hallway to the kitchen.
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The movie is only about halfway finished when you turn to him, "I love you Bren."

"I love you too (y/n/n)" He smiles, eyes crinkling.

He begins peppering your face with kisses. stopping on your mouth. At first it started out innocent and then progressively became an intense make out session.

He gently laid a hand on your hip, lifting your shirt a bit to feel the warm skin beneath it.

"B-bren, I think I'm ready." You stutter breathlessly.

He tucks your hair behind your ear so he can see your eyes more clearly, "Are you sure?"

"I'm positive. There's no one else I would ever want." You reassure.

"I love you so much." He goes to kiss you again, this time attempting to take your shirt off but failing when it gets tangled in your hair.

"Shit! Sorry, I'm not really sure how this is supposed to happen either. I'm a bit new to this." He shrugs and you giggle, untangling your shirt and removing your bra.

"There, the most difficult part is already done for you." You giggle again.

"Um, so like, where do we go from here?" He asks as we both let out a laugh.

"I'm not really sure, but we can start by getting you naked too." You wink, wiggling your eyebrows.

He laughs, "How the hell did I get so lucky?"

He shifts, pulling his shirt over his head and barely missing your face with his elbow. He pulls you onto his lap and you begin to test the waters, trying out what limited knowledge you had.

You grind your hips down and feel him begin to harden in his shorts and light groan slips from his mouth. Your hips continue to make a circular motion and after awkwardly moving his hands in different places, he finally settles on your hips.

You pull back and begin to remove the only pieces of clothing separating the two of you. He catches a glimpse of your lace underwear and quirks an eyebrow, "Cheeky."

"Shut up," You laugh, playfully slapping his chest.

"All this for me? You shouldn't have." He flirtatiously replied, flipping you over so that he is now on top.

"Do you have a condom?" You question.

"Believe it or not, I do." He grins, kissing your nose. He pulls the packet from his night stand and fumbles to open it.

"Need help?"

"I think I go- oh, um yeah sure." He shyly replies as realization hits him.

You make your way to the other side of the bed and open the foil, throwing it into the garbage can next to his bed. You take a breath and roll the rubber down his length.

You hear his breath hitch when your hand begins to pump slowly. His head leans back and his breathing increases, "You might want to stop if we're going to do anything else tonight."

Your hand retracts and you make your way back to the middle of the mattress where you come face to face with the love of your life.

Both looking up at the same time, "you're still ready?" He reassures,
"Yes." You smile, bumping your noses together lightly. In fact, you've never been more sure of anything in your entire life. At this point in time all you can think of is how much you need to feel close to Brendon.

He pushes in, going slowly. It stings and burns and a tear rolls down your cheek. He kisses the tear away, "Hey, are you alright? Am I hurting you? Do I need to stop?"

"No Bren, I'm fine. I promise. Just keep going." You reassure as you push through the pain in your lower region. He stops when he is completely buried inside of you.

"Are you still okay? We can stop if you want." A concerned look crossing his features.

"Yeah. I'm good. I'm fine, just move some." You whimper.

His hips draw back and he thrusts gently back into you, letting out a breathy groan and hides his face in your neck, kissing lightly. He finds a slow pace and the throbbing between your legs lessens as he repeatedly thrusts into you.

The pain you felt begins to go cease and you're flooded with relief.
"Baby I think I'm close." He mewls.

You reach up and tangle your fingers into his hair and pull him down to you, "Let go."

You feel him twitch into the condom and his face contorts into pleasure. He slowly pulls out of you, knotting the condom and tossing it away. He lays beside you and wraps an arm around your waist.

"So, was it as good as you had hoped?" You giggle, playing with the hair framing his face.

He hums, "Better." He smiles, kissing your nose pulling you into his chest. You stay like that until you fall asleep.