Things Have Changed For Me (Fall Out Boy and Panic! at the Disco Fanfic)

The Prank

"Did you come to see the show," he asks raising his eyebrows.

"Oh my God... do you want me in there or not," I ask trying to play it as cool as I can.

He pulls me closer and says, "Yeah."

He shuts the door, and music is softly playing.

"So what are you going to do? Just stand in front of the camera and sing while you're naked," I ask as he unzips his pants.

"You'll see," he says as he slips his pants off.

I stretch my hand out for his pants and shirt, and he asks, "Why do you want my clothes?"

"Because I'm going to fold them," I say.

"You don't need to be doing a lot of work because of you know," he says glancing down at my stomach.

"That's not a lot of work, and I'll be fine," I say smiling.

"That's what you always say when you're not fine," Brendon says giving me a concerned look.

"No I don't," I say.

"Okay, but you have to promise me that you'll tell me the truth. Whenever you're feeling depressed or hurting... just tell me," he says stepping closer to me.

"I promise," I say.

He reluctantly hands me his clothes. He starts slipping his boxers down slowly, and he looks at me smirking.

I watch him take them off, and I glance down but quickly look at his face.

"Like the show," he asks smirking and walking closer.

I back up to the wall, and he's right in front of me. He leans down and kisses me on my lips. I run my pointer finger down his chest.

"God, I wish we could have sex right now," he says breaking the kiss.

"You and me both," I say blushing.

"Oh, so you're actually turned on by this," he asks laughing.

"Oh shut up," I laugh.

He looks at his boxers and asks, "You really want to fold these?"

"Yep," I lie.

He laughs and hands me the boxers. The robe and some oil is behind him on the table. He walks over to the table, and you stare down at his apple bottom butt. I smile and bite my lip.

He turns around holding the oil and asks, "Are you staring at my butt?"

"No," I quickly say.

He raises his eyebrows.

"Fine," I say with a sigh.

"Okay, because I stare at yours all the time," he says smirking.

I feel my face turn red.

"Do you want to help me oil up," he asks looking from the oil bottle to me.

"Oil you where," I ask blushing.

"Anywhere you want to," he says blushing.

"Okay," I say as he hands me the oil.

I lay his clothes down on the floor and pour some of the oil in my hand. I begin to rub his chest and stomach with the oil glancing down occasionally at his private area.

"Turn around," I mumble as he slowly turns around.

I rub his back with the oil.

"There I'm done," I say as he turns back around.

"But you didn't even oil where I wanted you to oil," he says sticking his bottom lip out.

"You have to film the video. I can't do that.......now," I say biting my lip.

Before I can say anything, he pushes me against the wall and kisses me. I stick my tongue in his mouth, and he sticks his back in mine. I begin to feel him grinding his hips against me even through my clothes I can feel him go hard. He slips his hands under my shirt and begins to take my shirt off. I can't stop myself from helping him take it off. He begins kissing my collar bone. His hands slide down my body until they reach where my short begin. He unzips them, and they fall to the floor.

'You can't do this you're pregnant, and he has to film the video,' I tell myself.

'Oh fuck it... he really needs to fuck me right fucking now,' the lustful side of me tells myself.

Just then, the door open, and in walks DJay. Shit. When he sees us, he looks completely shocked. He quickly turns around and walks outside.

"Oh man, I'm sorry. I came to check on you because I thought you were having second thoughts about the video, but now I see you were busy," he says.

"I completely forgot about the video. I'll be out in a second," Brendon says letting his eyes wonder down my body.

DJay walks out, and Brendon walks over to the robe. Oh shit, the prank. I quickly run over to it and put it on.

"What are you doing," Brendon asks smiling.

I smile and run over to his clothes and mine. I pick them up and turn around to face him.

"What are you doing," he asks.

"If you want them, you're going to have to catch me," I say running out of the room.

I run out of the room and down the hallways. I glance over my shoulder to see Brendon chasing me butt naked. I laugh and run for the room where everyone's at.

"Give me them," Brendon yells getting closer to me.

"It was all Dallon's idea," I loudly say as I hide behind Dallon.

I peek over Dallon's shoulder to see Brendon standing there trying to cover himself up with a chair. The women and some of the men are staring at him blushing. The guys are laughing at him, but continue to work. His face is extremely red. Just imagine Brendon completely naked standing in the middle of a room with about thirty strangers around him. His hairs messed up, and he looks like a lost puppy. He's trying to laugh it off, but that isn't helping. I sort of feel sorry for him, but then again this is payback for the times he pranked me.