Brendon Urie Imagines

Caught in the Act

This was requested by @djforhead

This is gonna be really short. Sorry😬

⚠️ slight warning ⚠️
-nothing too bad, just the stuff that would normally lead up to smut. But no smut*

Word Count: 1,005

           *Y/N P.O.V*

"Bye Dad!" I yelled from upstairs as my dad walked out the door. He was going grocery shopping.

I was going to be left alone for a while since my mom was out with her friends for the day.

Since I'm alone, I decided to scrounge for some snacks and just be lazy.

After about half an hour of eating junk food and being lazy, I heard a knock on the door.

Who the hell could that be?

I opened the door and saw my boyfriend of 6 months.

"Dylan! What are you doing here?" I asked, excited but confused. I brought him in and closed the door.

"I wanted to surprise you. Is anyone home?" He asked, pulled me close by my lower back.

I placed my hands on his chest, smiling up at him.

"Nope" I said, popping the 'p'.

"Good" he whispered, bringing his lips down to my neck.

He nibbled on my neck, leaving small love bites.

"Mm, Dylan, what if my dad walks in" I moaned out, I knew where this was going and I didn't want to stop, but I was cautious.

"We'll have to be quick then" he whispered against my neck.

We migrated to the couch, he lightly pushed me onto the cushions, hovering over me.

I took my shirt off, along with my pants, leaving me in only my underwear.

"No bra? Mmm, it's like you expected me to be here" he groaned out.

I rolled my eyes at his attempt to talk dirty. Dylan was hot and really sweet. But the poor boy couldn't talk dirty to save his life.

"Just hurry up and take your clothes off" I whispered in his ear and ran my fingers through his hair.

He took his shirt off, and continued to take his belt off.

I pulled his pants and boxers down, eager to do this. Mostly because I was anxious that my dad would walk in. That's not something that I want to happen.

"Someone's eager" he teased.

I just played along and nodded. I was actually excited for this to happen.

I pulled my underwear down and gripped his shoulders.

"C'mon Dylan, fuck me" I said in a whiny voice.

Just as he was about to push in, the front door swung open.

"Y/n! I'm ho-" he yelled but cut himself off as he saw us on the couch.

"What the fuck!" He yelled, quickly walking over to us.

Dylan just managed to pull his pants on before my dad grabbed his hair, aggressively tugging him away from me.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing to my daughter?!" He yelled in Dylan's face.

"Nothing sir! I was just-" he struggled to say before he got cut off by my father telling yet again.

"You were just what, about to have sex with my daughter?! Is that what you were about to do?! And on my couch!!!" He yelled.

Dad turned to me and pointed a finger at me.

"And you young lady, what did you think you were doing! Were you really about to lose your virginity on the couch?!" He yelled.

"Sir, I'm very sorry, I should've listened to your daughter, she was nervous about somebody walking in and-" Dylan tried to explain, but my father cut him off.

Again.

"So she didn't want to do it? And you forced her?!!" He yelled.

Dylan widened his eyes at the mistake he made.

"No! Of course not! I would never-" Dylan tried to explain.

"Stop! Just leave. Leave before I do anything else" dad said through gritted teeth.

Dylan quickly grabbed his clothes and ran out the door.

Dad quietly walked over to me, sitting next to me on the couch.

"Were you really gonna do it on the couch?" He asked softly.

"Maybe" I said, just below a whisper.

"Oh my god y/n, you can't do that. You can't do this at age 17!" He yelled.

"Well it's not like I haven't done it before" I yelled before I could even think about what I was saying.

I widened my eyes and covered my mouth as I registered what I had said.

"So you've done it before. Jesus y/n" he groaned, running his hands through his hair, stressfully tugging it.

"Dad! I'm 17, of course I've lost my virginity, it's not like you're any better. You lost yours when you were 12" I argued.

"That's not the point y/n! God, just please tell me you're being safe?" He whined.

I scooted closer to him on the couch, lying my head on his shoulder.

"Of course I'm being safe. I don't want to be a teen mom" I said.

"While I'm still angry at you and that jerk Derek-"

"Dylan" I cut him off, giving him a playful glare.

"Dylan, I'm just glad that you're being safe. I'm still arguing with myself if I want to go to prison or not for beating up a kid" he said jokingly.

"Oh shush" I laughed, pivoting my head to look him in the eyes.

"You should really give Dylan a chance. He's really sweet and he treats me really good" I looked at him with the puppy eyes that I inherited from him.

"Ugh, you're giving me the puppy eyes. Fine, I'll give him a chance. But if he ever hurts you, just know, I'm going to hurt him" he said through gritted teeth, but still joking around.

I squealed and hugged him out of excitement.

"Thank you so much! I love you daddy" I said with a smile and kissed him on the cheek while still hugging him.

"I love you too sweetheart" he replied, kissing my forehead.

This one has lots of fluff at the end. I hope you like it🥰 Thanks for reading