Not Everything Goes According to Plan (Brallon/Ryden)

Chapter 28: He's Always Looking at Men

It's officially coming towards the end of the tour-only four more shows to go. Thank God. I mean, I love the fans and playing and all, but sometimes I just feel like sitting on the couch and doing nothing. On the bus I get no privacy. Everyone, especially Bren, is up in my business. That's why when we have hotel nights I'm extremely thankful.

I had told Brendon earlier today that I wanted my own room. I didn't mean to offend him but a man just needs some time alone. He was alright with it, he seemed a bit disappointed but I gave him my extra key incase he wanted to chill. I made sure to put extra emphasis on the chill part as in 'chill' sit on the couch and watch movies, not 'chill' sit on the couch and suck each other off. But I knew he wouldn't listen.

I was exhausted at the end of the show so I decided to skip the after concert bar hopping ritual and hit the hotel room. I got into the below-freezing room and undressed into my boxers.

God damn that room was cold.

But being the lazy fuck that I am, I didn't adjust the thermostat. I finally curled up under the covers and turned the tv on to just relax. It was so calming to not be on the road when trying to sleep, I could finally get some rest. After a half an hour my eyes became heavier and heavier leaving me into a deep and peaceful sleep.

"Hey." A familiar voice woke me up.

"Hey, just um,bhere, get under the covers." I slid over and made room for Brendon, I knew he wasn't going to stay in his room tonight.

Brendon pulled the covers over my bare body and squeezed in next to me. The warmth radiating off him was perfect. He snuggled up closer, wrapping his arms around my chest and stubble filled chin laying on the crook of my neck. It was nice to be able to fit in a bed for once.

Just as I began to doze off once again, I felt his hand run against my chest. It went up and down lower and lower each time. He was teasing me by circling my hip bones but never going deeper.

"Brendon fucking Urie it is three in the morning." I sternly said trying not to get too hyped up.

He only 'shh'ed me and worked his way through my boxers. Now I was awake.

Before I could speak in protest, Brendon's lips crashed on to mine as he turned me on my back. I kissed him back, grinding my hips while his hand held and was slowly moving up and down my dick. I nibbled at his bottom lip making him pump his hand even faster.

I pull his thick strands of hair and switch positions to where I'm on top straddling his waist. Our lips are still connected, my tongue digging deeper in his mouth, and him grinning at my dominance. He lets go of my dick, making me whine push my waist closer asking for more.

"It's your turn." Brendon giggles through our hot and sloppy kiss.

I fumble with his briefs, eager to take them off, and run my hands down his waist up his thigh. He lets out a soft moan that gets louder as I push a finger up inside him.

"Dallon FUCK." He yells out, only making me grin and add another.

He pulls back from our heated make out session and shows me his famous devious grin that I oh so missed.

"Let's do this."

I sit up, struggling to pull my boxers off as fast as my hands will let me and align myself with Brendon. I thrust myself into him, making him moan and yell louder each time through the desirable pain. I breath heavily on his neck, and let out softer grunts. Fuck it we're in a hotel room, we don't have to be quiet.

I pull out of him and release myself all over our bare chests.I flop myself down next to his drenched with sweat body and lock our hands together.

"Wow." He pants, followed by a chuckle.

I turn to peck his lips once more and pull the covers back over us.

"I love you." He cups my ass in response.

Brendon lays on his side with his arm over me and his head laying on my chest. His rough beard rubs onto my bare skin as he snuggles in closer. I can feels the face muscles move upward on me. "You can never imagine how much I love you Dal."

I closed my eyes and finally dozed off with a slight smile. I had the perfect man.

Talk about a basic smut scene. Sorry??