Band Imagines

Sarah Urie - Girl's Day*

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Sarah Urie

Request: Uh... Indirectly I guess? It was requested on someone else's blog but they said no so I decided to write it.

Warnings: NSFW. || GxG, fingering, cursing, grinding.

I haven't written a GxG yet, so if this offends you, don't read. However I love Sarah and sadly never see many imagines for her. I have seen on other blogs that people have requested for Sarah smuts, but the author rejected because she technically isn't in Panic! and isn't a band member. Since it is that person's blog, and they get the right to choose what they write and what they don't, I'm here to satisfy the need for Sarah smut. Also, it's not quite as long as I would have hoped, but I didn't really know how to end it. Enjoy, my loves. xx

A girls day usually ended up like this. I mean, with you being single, and her husband being gone all the damn time, and you two being as close as you were, it was bound to happen... right? Right.

The internet started this. That's what you and Sarah claimed on your little secret. One day, while Brendon had Jake over, you two decided to do a Periscope on your own and answer fans' questions. During this time, Brendon and Jake left to go out for the night. Somehow, people began shipping the two of you together. This later led to you guys deciding to party and get drunk. Drunk Y/N meant clingy Y/N, that meant cuddles, cuddles meant more, more meant fun, and that meant the next day... both of you admitting to liking it a lot more than you should have and deciding on continuing it and making it a little secret of yours.

And now, here you were, half naked in a blue bikini on a floatie in the Urielectric house's back yard's pool with Penny Lane laying on your lap as you relax. Sarah joined you in the yard a after getting a bottle of water. Her black bikini didn't cover much skin, but the Elvis t-shirt she had on over it did.

"Ya know... Brendon won't be back until six, Y/N..." She mumbled out of nowhere before taking a sip of her water. This was how it always went. But lately it had been more common since Brendon had been in the studio more often, working on his album. He had been claiming that lately his home studio wasn't what he needed. He needed to be in a different environment to work, so that's what he did. He went to a different studio space, leaving his wife home alone with sexual frustration.

Then, she invited her best friend, Y/N, over and things tended to get heated.

"Mhmm." you teased, peering over at her from behind your sunglasses.

"We should move this little get together inside." She suggested, picking up Bogart from where he was standing by her feet. "I think we could have more fun behind closed doors." She stated with her prefect smile showing. Then, she followed her own advice and went inside. You dipped your hands into the water by your raft and paddled over to the edge of the pool, picking Penny up and setting her on the concrete so that you could get out without her falling into the water.

After a minute, you had successfully gotten out of the pool without getting too wet. Only your legs from where you had to use the stairs to get out were coated in water, which a beach towel from earlier quickly fixed. A moment of debating whether or not to put on a cover up was quickly decided as you recalled the glint in Sarah's eyes when she stated that she wanted to go inside.

Instead, you picked Penny up into your arms and placed a kiss atop her head, walking into the house.

"So, six huh?" You called, hearing Sarah in the kitchen. As you joined her, you noticed she was re-filling the dog bowls, bent over, her ass pointed to you as she did so. You bit your lip at the sight and then observed that her water bottle from moments ago sitting on the counter top.