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Brendon Urie - Daddy*

Pairing: Fem!Reader x Brendon Urie

Request: Yeah boi || Could you write a Brendon fic where he is very dominant and controlling? The reader knows this and likes to try and push Brendon's buttons. This could lead to some daddy kink perhaps? I would be extremely grateful!

Warnings: NSFW || smut, cursing, teasing, daddy kink, slightly public play, mentions of fingering, oral (male receiving), unprotected sex.

Okay so as much as I love pleasing you guys, I've been starting to feel like I'm doing really shitty and my stories are getting worse. If mine start to get boring or it feels repetitive, please let me know. I want to write the best stuff possible, but lately I feel like I'm doing terrible. This turned out really really long. Like it takes FOREVER to get to the smut. I really liked the lead up. Sorry it took like a million years man. Also, I do not condone unprotected sex. Wrap it before you tap it guys. Stay safe. I hope you guys enjoy. xx

The house was pretty crowded. Dallon and Spencer were over, as well as their spouses; Breezy and Linda. And you had been craving some alone time with Brendon all day. But that was kind of impossible to get when you had a house full of people.

As you were sitting in the backyard with Linda and Breezy, you brought your beer to your lips and took a swig. You leaned back on the lawn chair and closed your eyes as Linda set her drink and sunglasses on the small table between the two lounges. She stepped out of her cover up and slipped into the pool wearing a navy blue one piece. Breezy soon followed her actions, in a red and white striped two piece.

"C'mon Y/N, join us. We can talk about the guys and swim at the same time." Linda encouraged. After glancing towards the sliding glass door that showed where your three husbands were seated inside, you shrugged. There was no harm in swimming. Besides, the guys looked busy enough. If they really needed something, they could do it themselves. You slipped Brendon's big shirt off and set it on the chair before joining the girls in the pool.

The black two piece you were wearing was usually what you wore for tanning since it showed the most skin, but since it was just the girls, you decided to swim as well. That was when Brendon and the boys came back from the restaurant. They were suppose to go to Spencer and Linda's house, but decided to go to yours instead because Brendon got some game that they had been wanting to play. Normally, you weren't this exposed when there were other guys over - you just weren't comfortable with that, it just wasn't you. You were slightly self conscious. But by this time, you were already dressed and didn't feel like completely changing suits.

"So honestly Y/N, now that you're married, how often is it?"

"Is what?"

"Sex. Duh. I mean, Dallon is always in the mood. He may seem innocent and controlled, but I swear, sometimes I can't catch my breath and it's two or three times a night. And it's always different. Sometimes he wants to be dominate and controlling, other times he is soft and sweet, and other times he wants me on top and it's just crazy. But holy shit... It is amazing." Breezy giggled, dunking her hair back under the water and pushing it out of her face before glancing at you.

Linda laughed with her and floated around on a pool noodle, leaning back in the water. "Spencer and I.. it's usually a few times a week. Not too often, but damn is it good. He's so passionate with it."

Both girls glanced in your direction and waited for some spicy answer, knowing that Brendon was known for his sexual remarks and jokes. Plus, you had disclosed your sex life with the girls before, when you were dating him and were engaged, but this was the first girl talk you've gotten since marriage. And for some reason, it was different.