Band Smut

If Floors Could Talk (Brendon Urie)

Brendon sat across from you on the carpeted floor. He held his acoustic guitar in his lap. You swirled the red wine around in your glass your face almost the color of it from blushing. Brendon wrote you a love song. You'd never had a song written about you before. You'd never had anyone look at you before like Brendon did. Sometimes you'd catch him staring at you. On those rare occasions he'd just smile and look down at his lap.

Brendon strummed his guitar and began singing. You became entranced by his melodic voice. His fingers were like magic and his voice a spell. You felt your heart beating faster. Your eyes slowly trailed from his eyes to his soft lips. You craved his touch. Brendon sang and leaned in closer to you his voice dissolving into a whisper. He kissed your lips passionately. He lingered there for a moment before setting his guitar to the side.

His hands ran through your hair. Your arms around his neck and he slowly pushed you down against the floor of the hotel room. Brendon straddled you, pinning you against the ground.You could feel his growing erection pressed against your thigh. He slid his hands under your shirt his fingers sliding behind your back and unclasping your bra. He lifted your shirt off over your head and threw it across the room. He then slid your bra off and tossed that off to who knows where.

Brendon held your arms above your head. You quivered under Brendon's touch as he softly bit down one of your nipples his tongue then swirling around the sensitive skin. Your breathing hitched and you felt yourself growing wet. Brendon continued to suck on your nipple his His tongue flicking it.

Brendon slid himself off of you and began tugging at your jeans. Brendon's eyes were clouded with lust his usually soft brown eyes now a deep hazel. You became intoxicated rom his passion your mind a haze. Your skin shivered from even the smallest touch he offered you. You felt like a junkie and Brendon was your poison.

Brendon roughly ripped your panties off of you the shredded fabric was discarded somewhere just like the rest of your clothes. You were now completely naked the chilly air surrounding your nude body. Goosebumps formed on your soft skin. Brendon hungrily attacked your pussy his tongue lapping up every ounce of wetness you had to offer.

His tongue delved into your entrance. His slick tongue expertly making you moan. Your body felt lighter than air. Every muscle in your body was screaming out for a release but every time you felt yourself on the edge Brendon brought you back only to push you even closer. He tormented your body with pleasure.

Your mind was clouded with lust for the sex god who had you wrapped around his slender finger. And that slender finger, along with one other was currently pumping into your entrance, curling inside you to hit your sensitive spot. You purred as Brendon pleased you so sinfully. You could feel all your muscles clenching together, you were close and Brendon sensed it too.

He slid his fingers out of you and licked them off slowly and seductively. He then stood up and undid his pants, sliding them off.Yu sat up to marvel at the spectacle before you. He pulled his shirt off over his revealing his creamy white skin. All he was wearing was a pair of black boxers.

You bit your bottom lip eagerly anticipating his next move. He pulled off his boxers freeing his erection. he joined you back on the floor your lips melting together once again. His tongue danced in your mouth sliding over your lips.

His length rubbed against your bundle of nerves. You wrapped your legs around him and he slowly slid into you. A small gasp escaped your lips. The world around you seemed to slow down and all that nattered was Brendon. He felt his length surrounded by your warm wetness. He rolled his hips his shaft sliding into you. Moan after moan was ripped from your lips with every motion. You looked up at him. His body was covered in a sheen of sweat gis hair matted against his forehead. Brendon closed his eyes and opened his nouth. His breathing was shallow and you could tell he was getting close to his tipping point. He thrust deeper into you groaned into the crook of your neck as he came.

He slowly pulled out of you and you whimpered from the loss of warmth. He pulled you into his side and kissed the top of your head closing his eyes. You rested against his chest falling asleep. Before you