but it's better if you do [COMPLETED]

four

"let's get going, shall we?" i recommended, brendon winking and agreeing.

our lips interlocked and, unsurprisingly, he tasted like a peach and lime daiquiri. within seconds, my hands were exploring his bare chest and the waistband of that piece of cloth he called pants. he ran one hand through my hair slowly whilst the other was inching down to the waistband of my pants. great minds think alike, i guess.

he disconnected from the kiss and, after noticing my look of utter confusion, motioned his head towards the wall across the room.

"you're a smart boy, i'm pretty sure you know what i'm implying," he whispered breathily in my ear, making the hairs on my neck stand up.

he let go of me and pushed himself against the wall, beckoning me to come to him seconds later. when i arrived, our lips connected immediately. our heated kiss overwhelmed both of us, but also made us desperate for even more physical contact.

i tried to resist, but brendon didn't. he stuck a hand down my pants and it all went uphill from there.

******

we exited the room with big smiles on our faces twenty minutes later. brendon tried to wipe his mouth with his hand discreetly, but i still noticed; my grin widened. as we walked back to the bar, pete was serving drinks again, yet mikey was nowhere to be seen.

"where'd your fuck buddy go?" brendon asked, making pete's face go beet red.

"first of all, he isn't my fuck buddy. second of all, he's just in the bathroom, calm your dick."

"whatever you want to call it. and, the answer to the second response is that i cannot."

pete checked me out (for the sake of his response) and said to brendon, "fair enough."

we then all spotted mikey walking back from the bathroom, pete not taking his eyes off the boy for a moment.

"looks like you need to calm your dick too, pete. you're a hypocrite and i hope you know that."

"thank you, but my idol said to do as i say, not as i do."

"and who would your idol be?"

"gerard. he gets a free crown on the rocks every day for being amazing."

"wow, you like my brother more than me?" mikey asked, pete shrugging. "harsh, dude, judging what just happened."

"you're an asshole."

"i know."

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ik this was short but do y'all still like this?