Fic: A Therapeutic Chain of Events 2/2
Title: A Therapeutic Chain of Events 2/2
Fandom: Bandslash - P!atD
Pairing: Spencer/Brendon, Spencer/Brendon/Haley
Words: ~14,800
Disclaimer: It's not real. I made it all up and I intend no harm whatsoever.
Summary: "I thought you were going to offer some sage, Jon Walker advice and fix everything!" Brendon said.
Jon shrugged a little, grinning. "Hey - I don't know how to fix this one. I'd say 'move on' or 'find someone else' but I'm guessing you've tried that so... " Jon shrugged again, "I've got nothing."
As ever my neverending thanks to strangecobwebs. She read this in sections that I would send her from the very beginning and was a one-woman cheerleading team. She also betaed it for me - therefore dealing with/pointing out my bizarre conjugation choices for the verb "to be" and my "creative" spelling. Any interesting typos or errors that got through are my fault - she has to put up with a lot as I seem to have invented my own language.
Also because when I said "I want to write a long-fic about Spencer/Brendon/Haley" she went "YAY!"
Part 1
Jon had been right about Spencer wanting to buy shoes, but Brendon liked shoes too - they were useful and fun. The mall (one of the venue guys knew one nearby) also sold some of the best chocolate ice cream Brendon had ever tasted. He didn't mention the fact that Spencer had said he wasn't going to get him any and just accepted it happily when Spencer paid.
Realistically, it was the first time that the two of them had really spent any time together since starting this thing. Or at least where they weren't having sex. There were obviously too many people for them to throw down and go at it, and only them shopping together. It was...nice. More than nice. It was amazing. It should have been awkward or weird but instead there was an unspoken spark between them. There were moments when their hands might brush or when one of them might sling an arm around the other or touch an arm. It was all so innocent and yet at the same time completely suggestive. Shoe-shopping or not, it was the best trip to the mall Brendon had ever had. And that included the time when he was eight and was taken to get anything he wanted from the Disney store.
Haley was texting them both and they would read some aloud, laughing and texting her back. Taunting her because she had to go to class while they ate ice cream and shopped.
They picked up the tape-recorder last and spent the entire drive back to the venue recording themselves quoting progressively more obscure movies and doing Dumbledore impressions.
When they got back to the bus Ryan was curled up on the sofa, reading. He waved at them and eyed Spencer's bags before turning to Brendon.
"Jon wanted you when you got back," he said, pointing toward the back lounge of the bus. Brendon nodded. He slipped the recorder under his pillow on his way to the back, pulling the doors closed behind him. Somehow he knew what this conversation would be about.
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"So what's going on with you and Spencer?" Jon asked. Brendon rubbed a hand over his face.
"What do you mean?" He said, playing innocent.
"Dude, come on," Jon said, leaning back, legs crossed on the sofa. "It's pretty obvious." Brendon knew he must look stricken because Jon quickly clarified. "Okay, maybe not to other people, but I know what it was like before and now it's both of you looking all twitchy and awkward when someone else walks into a room. Or turns round," he added, pointedly.
Brendon sighed heavily. There really was no point in lying to Jon. He already knew about Brendon's feelings for Spencer and could read people really well.
"It's just - " he said, " - it's nothing serious. Just messing around."
Jon shook his head. "Brendon, man, it's not 'just' messing around for you. You're in love with him. And he has a girlfriend who he's in love with."
"Yeah, but it's fine, Jon. Honestly. I'm enjoying myself, okay?" Brendon said, almost pleading with his eyes for Jon not to judge him.
"But you're going to get hurt," Jon said. "I love Spencer, you know that, but it's unfair that when Haley's around you're going to have to be dropped. And what about if they move in together or when she comes to stay for weeks and weeks at a time? Brendon - " Jon leaned forward, " - I just don't want you feeling really shitty about this. It's really unfair to you."
Brendon knew that Jon was doing what he thought was best but having this conversation was bringing up points that Brendon himself had thought about and tried to put aside.
"Look," Brendon said, "I know it's sounds stupid, but it's okay. I'm okay. I can cope with all that in the future. Right now? I'm happy."
"But - " Jon started.
"No," Brendon interrupted, "I know you're trying to help me and I really appreciate that, but I'm okay. I've got it under control."
Brendon saw Jon deflate as he realised that Brendon was immovable in this. And that was for the best. Brendon knew exactly what kind of mess he had gotten himself into and exactly how much it was going to suck when it was all taken away from him. But he had accepted that and it was his choice. He just needed Jon to accept that too.
He leaned over and hugged Jon. "Thanks for looking out for me, man."
Jon hugged back and just nodded. "Yeah," he said.
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"Dude - are you in love with Spencer?" Brendon nearly choked on his coco puffs at Ryan's question. Why did people never give him warning before asking that?
"Um - what?" He said, using the spoon to stop the roll of stray milk down his chin. Five o'clock was a little late in the day to be eating cereal but it was easier than cooking anything.
"Are you?" Ryan said. Brendon was blinking at him in confusion. Ryan had only just walked back onto the bus and come straight out with it.
"Am I what?" Brendon asked, still not sure he had heard Ryan right the first time and trying to stall.
"Dude, are you in love with Spencer?" Ryan repeated, walking over and sitting opposite Brendon.
Brendon pushed his bowl aside. "What the hell made you ask that?" he asked. Deny deny deny. That was the key.
"I heard Jon talking to Spence about it," Ryan replied. So much for denial. Brendon felt the bottom fall out of this stomach.
"...what?" He said, voice low. Ryan seemed to notice his reaction and relaxed from the wronged-queen posturing he had walked in with.
"Oh god - you are, aren't you," Ryan said. "Holy shit!" He put a hand over his mouth, eyes wide. "Dude."
"Fuck off," Brendon said, feeling sick.
"Wait - I'm your best friend," Ryan said. "Why didn't I know this?" Brendon buried his head in his hands and gave in.
"What was Jon saying?" he asked, preparing for what he knew was the worst. Ryan looked slightly awkward.
"Uh, well he was just saying that Spencer wasn't being fair to you because he's got Haley and you've only got him. He made it very clear he knew that you and Spencer were..." Ryan made a complicated hand gesture that Brendon took to mean 'fucking' "...which, by the way, I didn't know that either." He paused. "Also, um, gross. Two of my best friends" He shook his head as if to shake the image away. "Anyway. He said that your feelings might get hurt and stuff. Dude - I can read between the lines. You'd only get hurt if you were in love with Spencer. Which brings me back to my original question. Are you in love with Spencer?"
Brendon swallowed. "No way. Of course not," he said. Ryan looked at him. For a long moment Brendon thought that he was going to pull him on what was the most obvious lie ever.
"Okay," Ryan finally said, softly. He looked at Brendon for a few seconds longer. "Want to play Guitar Hero before warming up?"
"Um, rain check?" Brendon said. There was no way that he could sit here, waiting for Jon and Spencer to come back. Waiting to go on stage tonight. Ryan nodded at him and Brendon got up, leaving his half-eaten bowl where it was. He walked off the bus.
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Brendon tried to be mad at Jon but it just wouldn't take. From what Ryan had said he hadn't told Spencer that Brendon was in love with him and that really was the only part that was Brendon's secret. The fact that he and Spencer were sleeping together was something he'd figured out on his own. And he couldn't complain about Jon talking to Spencer about that any more than Spencer could complain about when Jon had talked to Brendon about it.
But Spencer wasn't stupid. Ryan had figured it out from the little he had overheard so there was almost no way that Spencer wouldn't have guessed that Brendon's feelings were deeper than a friends-with-benefits situation.
And it wasn't Jon's fault. He was just trying to make sure that Brendon didn't get hurt. Like now. But this happening - his thing with Spencer ending - was inevitable from the beginning and he had known that. He had only hoped that it would last a little longer.
Brendon showed up again just before the show that night, making sure he'd kept in touch via text so that they knew he would be there and that he wasn't pulling a Brent-style disappearing act on them. He avoided looking at Spencer and it was very easy to avoid someone's eyes when they were so clearly trying to avoid yours too.
Both Jon and Ryan were looking at them both with concern. The glances they exchanged made it clear that they had talked and that Brendon knew about Jon's chat with Spencer. Brendon knew he should reassure Jon that he wasn't mad but he felt too emotionally drained at that moment and he needed to conserve his energy for the stage.
All things considered, it sucked. Hard.
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The last few weeks of the tour were a kind of hell for Brendon. Spencer had cornered him after the show that night and muttered something about how they "probably shouldn't any more" as they didn't want to mess things up and stuff. Brendon had readily agreed, trying to keep at least that little shred of his dignity.
Jon and Ryan had been overly nice to him, even after Brendon made it clear that he wasn't angry at Jon. But it just felt like pity. Jon and Ryan were pitying him and Spencer was ignoring him. Or as much as one person could ignore another when they were on the road together in a band and slept a few feet apart. Ignoring him in all the important ways.
Spencer wasn't being malicious, that much was clear, but he obviously felt awkward around Brendon now. What he had thought was just fun between two friends, Brendon had fucked up and made into something more. And now he must felt weird around Brendon. And Brendon couldn't really blame him.
When the tour finally ended, Brendon was nothing but relieved. Part of him even wished that he could be going back to somewhere away from Vegas, like Jon was. The same city even felt too close to Spencer. Especially since he knew Haley was going to be going to stay at Spencer's house.
Haley had been wonderful though. Brendon couldn't fault her. Spencer obviously hadn't told her what had happened because she kept asking him and asking him to talk to Spencer and sort it out. But there was nothing to sort out and if Spencer didn't want Haley to know, he certainly wasn't going to be the one who told her that he was in love with her boyfriend.
Brendon's plans were to get in, sleep for a few days and then go out. Out and find some non-Spencer guy to fuck. And then after their month-long break he would be over Spencer. Or more over him. Or at least over him a little, having had a lot of sex. Over him enough to not dread seeing him again.
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Brendon woke up with his front door thudding and his sidekick buzzing. He was buried inside stifling blankets with only the top of his head sticking out. The luminous numbers on his clock said it was 9:05pm. He had lay down to take a nap at five before getting ready to go out. Clearly his body had other priorities. He had been home for two days and had slept or moped his way through both. He was catching up on all the moping he felt he hadn't been able to do under the eyes of his band.
Finally the immediacy of the door knocking brought Brendon fully awake. His sidekick had stopped and he grabbed it as he made his way downstairs.
"Fucking okay!" He yelled, scrubbing at his face with one hand. Looking at his phone, the call had been from Haley. He hoped to god that she hadn't been calling to try and meet up, however, as he got to the door he noticed that he had six other missed calls from her and a voicemail left two hours ago. Fuck. That didn't look good.
Brendon pulled the door open, ready to bitch out whoever was there and stopped. Haley. And Spencer, standing awkwardly behind her.
"Were you in bed?" Haley asked, amazed. "Goddamn, Brendon, it's nine o'clock."
Brendon blinked at her, brain still not fully engaged. He always felt really muggy when he slept during the day. "What?" He said. "I was tired."
Haley was looking at him pointedly and he shook his head, not understanding what she wanted.
"Can we come in?" She said, finally. Brendon stepped back to let them both through. Haley sounded pissed. That coupled with all the missed calls and the voicemail...well it looked like Haley had made Spencer tell her why things had gone sour. She was probably hear to yell at him. What kind of friend started sleeping with a friend's boyfriend when they knew they wanted them for themselves? Or something. He still wasn't really awake.
"Brendon? Are you coming in?" Haley's voice brought Brendon back to where he was standing with his front door wide open. He pushed it closed and sighed, following Haley into his lounge. Spencer was already sitting looking uncomfortable on one end of his sofa.
Haley turned and pointed at the other end of the sofa for him to sit down there. The move was fairly comical and had this been any other time Brendon might have shared an amused glance with Spencer. Instead he sat back and pulled his legs up, wrapping his arms around his knees. As though his knees would protect him from Haley's wrath.
"Brendon," Haley started. Brendon looked at her. "Are you in love with Spencer?" Brendon's stomach flipped over. Oh fuck, he was right. "Be honest with me. Please?" she added.
Brendon didn't dare look at Spencer. He knew there was no point in denying anything now. It wasn't like Jon hadn't already let that cat out of the bag.
"Yes," he said, quietly. He couldn't help a quick glance over at Spencer who was looking at him with an unidentifiable expression. He looked quickly back at Haley who was still standing. It was kind of like being at school again.
"I'm sorry," Brendon continued. "I didn't want to come between you two - that was never - " Haley cut him off with her hand up.
"Spencer," Haley turned to Spencer now, face just as firm as she had been with Brendon. Spencer seemed to sit up straighter. "Why did you end things with Brendon?"
Spencer's mouth opened and closed a few times and Brendon had to bury his face in his knees to stop from grinning. Seriously. Like school. He felt about 12 years old, having to explain why he and another boy had been fighting. Except with much more awkwardness and gay sex.
Haley huffed with annoyance and Spencer finally seemed to find some words.
"Because Jon pointed out that it wasn't fair to Brendon," he said. "And he was right. I was using him and it wasn't fair." Spencer finally looked over at Brendon and he felt his heart clench. Spencer had been worried about him?
"Okay - fine," Haley didn't sound quite as thrilled with the explanation as Brendon was. "That doesn't explain why you were avoiding him." Spencer opened his mouth to protest but Haley stopped him. "No Spence, I'm not stupid. I know you were. Jon and Ryan both told me."
Spencer looked so uncomfortable. He pulled back against the sofa and Brendon would have almost felt bad for him, if he hadn't known that Spencer was trying to find the words to explain that Brendon freaked him out now. Haley seemed to take pity on him and deflated from her angry-teacher stance. She moved over to crouch in front of Spencer and took his hands.
"Spencer, please. Just tell me, okay?" She said, quietly.
Spencer looked up at her. "Because I was in love with him too," he said. Brendon's mouth fell open as Spencer continued. "I'm so sorry Hale, I'm sorry." Spencer sounded stricken. "I didn't mean to and I didn't think it really mattered because it wasn't about that, but then when I knew he felt the same way I couldn't - "
Brendon watched as Haley wrapped her arms around Spencer and pulled him forward into a huge hug, muffling his voice against her shoulder. Brendon couldn't believe what he was hearing. Spencer was in love with him? When had that happened? How had that happened? What the hell was Haley going to say about that? Brendon's insides felt like they were on fire. Spencer - Spencer who he had wanted and watched and needed for years - Spencer was in love. With him.
Haley finally pulled away from Spencer who wouldn't look up. Brendon wanted nothing more than to put his own arms around Spencer and take away the awful, ashamed, and miserable slump of his shoulders. He wanted Spencer to look at him - to see if he could see somehow what he had so clearly missed every other time. But he couldn't move.
"Spence, I knew," Haley said. Brendon saw Spencer's head snap up to look at Haley in what must have been an identical move to his own.
"What?" He said, Spencer echoing it a split second later. This was so far from what Brendon had expected.
"I'm the one who should be apologising," Haley said. She was clearly including Brendon in the apology as she moved away from Spencer again to sit the chair opposite the sofa. "This was all my idea and I knew that you both...felt for each other."
Brendon was completely blown away. Everything Haley was saying was so far from what he'd thought was going on. Spencer had liked him before they'd started anything. And Haley had known that. Haley had known that he was in love with Spencer? It gave a new perspective to Haley spending so much time with him and the conversations they'd had.
Brendon dropped his legs down and put both hands over his face, rubbing at his eyes. He pulled his hands down to his mouth as Haley continued.
"I was hoping that you two would get close with me on the sidelines. And then when we were all three together we could," Haley paused and for the first time looked like she was unsure, "well, we could be all three together," she finished, lamely. She looked at both of them. "So I'm the one who's sorry. I caused all of this and I just really needed to come and fix it."
Haley looked so miserable at her confession but Brendon couldn't help the high-pitched giggle that escaped past his hands. Haley and Spencer both looked at him and he tried not to laugh but it slipped out. So Haley loved Spencer who loved Brendon who loved Spencer but also liked Haley who liked Brendon and wanted to have both of them?
"So," Brendon managed to get out. "You would have gotten away with it too, if it hadn't been for that meddlesome Jon Walker!" He dissolved into braying laughter, joined seconds later by Spencer and Haley.
Brendon managed to stop laughing long enough to say, "Quite the cunning plan there, Haley," in as Sean Connery a voice as he could manage. Spencer leaned across the divide between them to push him. It was amazing - as though the laughing was therapy for the hellish few weeks that they'd clearly all gone through. It wasn't awkward or miserable - it was just fucking funny.
"Can I ask?" Spencer spoke up first when the laughter trailed off. "Is this what you still want, Haley?" Brendon watched the smile drop off Haley's face.
"Um," she said, biting her lip.
"She totally does!" Brendon crowed. Haley blushed a deep crimson, a half-smile on her face. Brendon looked over at Spencer who was grinning at him. "So - are you okay with this?" Brendon asked, hoping and needing Spencer to agree.
Spencer looked at Haley and then back to Brendon. "Hell fucking yeah," he said, beaming. They all grinned at each other for a few moments and Brendon ducked his head. He had possibly died and gone to heaven and that was fine by him.
Spencer cleared his throat and Brendon looked up. "Uh, so maybe you and Haley should kiss or something?" he said. Haley laughed.
"If you say so," she said, standing up and moving over to sit on the sofa between them. "But first I'd kind of like to see you two kiss first. I've been having to use my imagination for months."
Brendon grinned and looked over at Spencer. Haley sat back so that when Spencer leaned across and Brendon met him in a rush half way, they were kissing right in front of her. Brendon felt Spencer's hand come up onto his shoulder just as he felt Haley's arm creeping up and around him. He felt like a live wire, kissing Spencer again. Kissing him and knowing that Spencer was in love with him.
Brendon heard Haley make a satisfied sound and slowly broke off the kiss. He turned to see her watching, eyes dark and heavy-lidded. He leaned in slowly just to make sure that Spencer wasn't going to change his mind about this at the last second, until Brendon's lips touched against hers. Kissing Haley was so different from kissing Spencer, but still so intense and amazing. Beside them he heard Spencer mutter "Oh, god," and felt his hand clench on Brendon's shoulder.
Spencer's hand moved down from Brendon's shoulder, down his back and pushed under the waist of his sweatpants just as Haley moved Brendon's right hand to cup her breast. He broke off kissing at the sensory overload. He really was going to come in his pants just from kissing and touching.
Haley grinned up at him and then caught Spencer's eye. "Hi," she said, softly. Spencer smiled and moved in to kiss her. Knowing that the two of them had been a couple for so long might have made Brendon feel excluded if both of them hadn't still been stroking and pulling at Brendon until they were all pressed closely together. Brendon leaned down and into the kiss they were sharing. It was so easy to slip in between - three tongues and three sets of lips all moving together.
Brendon went to move away again but Spencer followed, pulling him into a deeper kiss while Haley watched again. Brendon felt her hand sliding down his chest and he gasped as her hand slipped into his pants. An answering hitch from Spencer suggested that she had done the same to him.
Spencer pulled away suddenly and grabbed at Haley's wrist, stopping her. She stopped touching Brendon as well.
"Not yet," Spencer hissed, panting. Haley grinned at him with a glint in her eyes. Spencer pulled away completely and sat back, pulling himself together. "How's this going to work?" He asked. Brendon half shrugged. He hadn't thought about it at all. It had never occurred to him that this would ever be an option for him. He and Spencer both looked at Haley - it had all been her plan after all.
"Have you two - " Haley started, " - um." She flushed slightly. "Had penetrative sex?" Brendon couldn't help a grin. Spencer apparently hadn't told Haley everything about when they were together.
"Yeah," Spencer said, smiling the same smug grin as he had the morning after that hotel room in Boston.
Haley let out a gust of breath. "Oh god," she exclaimed, pressing the flat of her hand down and between her legs. Brendon watched, lips parted. "That's so hot."
She pulled her hand away and breathed deeply. She stood up causing Spencer to protest and grabbed her bag. She walked over to the stairs and turned back. "Coming?" she asked. Spencer and Brendon both shot to their feet, following.
Haley walked up Brendon's stairs and into his bedroom, Spencer and Brendon following behind. At one point their hands brushed and suddenly Spencer had Brendon pinned up against the wall, kissing and touching him. When they finally came into the room Haley was straightening out the blankets.
"You could have made your bed, Brendon," she admonished, amused. Brendon laughed.
"I'm sorry, but some crazy woman was banging my door down at the time," he replied.
Haley had put her bag down on his bedside table, open. She saw Brendon looking at it. "I brought some things that we might have needed if it went well," she explained, flushing slightly. Brendon was extremely thankful for women who planned for the best.
Once everything was in place, Haley gripped the hem of her t-shirt with both hands and pulled it off in one swift move. Her skin was rich in the soft light from the bedside lamp. Brendon barely had time to notice that she was wearing a purple bra before his eyes followed her hands down to where she was unbuttoning her jeans. He swallowed just as he felt Spencer behind him, reaching round to tug at his t-shirt. Brendon obediently lifted his arms above his head and let Spencer take it off. Spencer's hands came round to run across his chest, one hand dropping down to slip inside his pants. He rubbed his palm down Brendon's hip and thigh, just barely grazing him.
Brendon pushed back and could feel that Spencer was hard. As he watched Haley pushing off her jeans, he lifted his arms up and over his head, hands gripping into Spencer's hair. Brendon tilted his head back as he felt Spencer mouthing his neck.
Spencer's head lifted as Haley reached around and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor.
"Fuck, she's so hot," Spencer whispered into Brendon's ear, before lightly closing his teeth over Brendon's earlobe., kissing him. Brendon could only nod as Haley slipped off her panties and stood in front of them. She reached into her bag and pulled out a condom.
"We'll all get tested asap," she said, "but until then - " she held up the condom. She ripped the packet open and moved forward, lifting up to kiss Brendon. Brendon wrapped his arms around her and felt Spencer move away from him. He heard the tell-tale rustle of someone undressing and felt himself flush at the thought of naked Spencer. He still hadn't seen that enough and doubted he ever would.
Haley pushed the waist of Brendon's sweat pants down, hooking her thumbs over the elastic of them and his boxers once they were down far enough. Once she had them off his hips, she let them fall and broke off the kiss. Brendon felt Spencer pressed against him again, skin against skin and Haley slipped the condom into Spencer's hands.
Spencer rolled the condom onto him as Haley moved back over to her bag and pulled out another. She walked back over and moved Spencer until he was facing her. Brendon took the opportunity to move behind her and touch. He dropped his lips to her shoulder and kissed while his hands moved over her breasts and then one down between her legs. He saw Spencer watching his hands as he slipped a finger inside and heard Haley's breath hitch. She paused for a second before continuing to roll the second condom onto Spencer.
"Who was it the last time?" Haley asked and Brendon didn't understand what she meant for a moment. Then he looked at Spencer and realised.
"Oh - me," he said. They had meant to switch out but never got the chance. Haley nodded and turned, pulling Brendon to her chest. She started backing towards the bed and when she got there she released him and climbed onto it backwards.
"Spence, you behind Brendon," Haley said and Brendon finally realised what she intended for them to do. Clearly so had Spencer as Brendon heard him exhale sharply and then again felt his hands on him, urging him forwards.
Brendon climbed up onto the bed and Haley pulled him towards her, kissing him and pulling him until he was lying between her legs. She pulled at his hips and finally he slid inside her, pushing until their hips met. Haley let out a slight moan and Brendon had to clench to stop his hips from moving automatically. They were waiting for Spencer now.
"In my bag," Haley said to Spencer, legs wrapping round Brendon's thighs. She was using her heels to hook behind Brendon's knees and pull them further apart. She really had thought about this a lot.
Brendon closed his eyes and tried to think of anything else when he felt the bed dip behind him. He breathed deeply and tried not to listen to Haley's panting in his ears. He could feel Spencer's thighs, kneeling between his own. Spencer leaned over him and licked a stripe down his back, exactly as he had done that first and last time that they had done this. Brendon's hips twitched forward and Haley gasped.
Spencer gripped Brendon's hips and held them. Brendon looked round at him, seeing Spencer licking his lips and he ran his hands over Brendon's ass. Their eyes met and they grinned at each other.
Brendon heard the pop of the lube opening and felt Spencer's fingers pushing inside him. He knew right away that his legs weren't far enough apart and moved them, Haley helping. He breathed slowly and carefully as Spencer worked him until he was relaxed and ready and slick enough. Eventually, finally, Brendon felt Spencer lift up his hips and push, slide, slowly inside him, his forward momentum pushing Brendon deeper into Haley.
For a second all three of them were still. Brendon could hear them all breathing together until Haley finally broke the silence.
"Oh god, you are both so hot. Fuck, look at you both," she said. Brendon heard Spencer grunt and at last he started to move.
Spencer pulled back and thrust forwards, his every move not only in Brendon but controlling Brendon inside Haley. All three of them were moving together - Spencer and Brendon's thrusts being met by Haley pushing up. Spencer brought his hand round and pressed it between Brendon and Haley, palm against Brendon's stomach. He moved it down until he had a finger either side of where Brendon was sliding in and out of Haley - the back of his hand giving Haley something to push against. As they moved and thrusted and pushed and touched, each made sounds that blended together, making everything so much more real.
With Spencer behind him, pressing firmly against all the right places, and Haley underneath him, Brendon could feel himself losing control. Haley arched beneath him, gasping out and pushing against him and Spencer's hand, almost as though she was trying to stop them moving. Brendon watched her face through her orgasm and felt his own approaching. Haley relaxed back, pulling him down to kiss her, muttering against his skin and Brendon came, hips bucking. He felt himself clench around Spencer and then felt Spencer coming with him, breath shallow and loud.
Brendon fell forward on top of Haley and felt Spencer across his back. They all lay together for a few moments and Brendon wondered if he'd ever be able to move again.
Eventually Haley spoke. "Uh, guys? I need to breathe," she said, laughing. Brendon felt Spencer pulling back and out of him before he pulled out of Haley. Spencer reached round and removed Brendon's condom. Brendon turned and kissed him.
As Spencer went into the bathroom Brendon collapsed on the bed on his back next to Haley.
"Holy fuck," he said, eloquently. Haley curled up to his side and when Spencer came back he settled down on Brendon's other side, arm and leg draped over him.
"We are so doing that again," Spencer said.
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Brendon woke up with his face mashed into his pillow and a warm body crushed up against his side. He pulled his head up and turned to see Spencer, mouth open on the pillow next to him. The night before came flooding back and he turned to look for Haley, but where her head should have been was his sidekick instead. He picked it up and there was a message.
I've gone to get clothes etc. for Spencer and me. You're not getting rid of us now. I'll pick up breakfast on the way back.
He grinned.
"What does it say," Spencer's voice sounded groggy. Brendon put his sidekick back down and turned back to face Spencer.
"She's getting us breakfast. And clothes for you guys," he said, leaning in to kiss Spencer.
Spencer kissed back and then smiled. "She has the best plans," he said, smugly. Brendon wrapped an arm around Spencer to pull him closer.
"She really does," he said.
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Jon Walker, your status as all-knowing and all-fixing is revoked until further notice. Brendon sent the text as Spencer unpacked the mountain of breakfast foods that Haley had returned with. It was great to be able to admire now without worrying. Especially since Spencer was only wearing a pair of worn boxers that he had borrowed from Brendon.
Why? What did I do? Jon's reply was immediate.
You totally nearly ruined my chance of happiness with people who I won't name. But we survived your conniving ways and had really hot in-love sex. And now we're having breakfast before yet more sex, Brendon sent.
I don't need to know! Brendon laughed and was about to show Spencer and Haley when his and Haley's phones buzzed simultaneously. He checked his own and it was from Jon again. Perverts ;), it said, simply. Haley was laughing and she showed hers to them both. It said the same. Spencer left to get his own phone and returned a few moments later, grinning with the same message from Jon.
Brendon sent one back. Two-thirds of these perverts are going to be sharing a bus with you in a few weeks! :P
Jon's reply was again almost immediate. Okay, fine, I'm glad you're happy. :D Just no sex in the bus front lounge. Deal?
Brendon laughed as Haley handed him a plate of muffins and kissed him. Deal.
Fandom: Bandslash - P!atD
Pairing: Spencer/Brendon, Spencer/Brendon/Haley
Words: ~14,800
Disclaimer: It's not real. I made it all up and I intend no harm whatsoever.
Summary: "I thought you were going to offer some sage, Jon Walker advice and fix everything!" Brendon said.
Jon shrugged a little, grinning. "Hey - I don't know how to fix this one. I'd say 'move on' or 'find someone else' but I'm guessing you've tried that so... " Jon shrugged again, "I've got nothing."
As ever my neverending thanks to strangecobwebs. She read this in sections that I would send her from the very beginning and was a one-woman cheerleading team. She also betaed it for me - therefore dealing with/pointing out my bizarre conjugation choices for the verb "to be" and my "creative" spelling. Any interesting typos or errors that got through are my fault - she has to put up with a lot as I seem to have invented my own language.
Also because when I said "I want to write a long-fic about Spencer/Brendon/Haley" she went "YAY!"
Part 1
Jon had been right about Spencer wanting to buy shoes, but Brendon liked shoes too - they were useful and fun. The mall (one of the venue guys knew one nearby) also sold some of the best chocolate ice cream Brendon had ever tasted. He didn't mention the fact that Spencer had said he wasn't going to get him any and just accepted it happily when Spencer paid.
Realistically, it was the first time that the two of them had really spent any time together since starting this thing. Or at least where they weren't having sex. There were obviously too many people for them to throw down and go at it, and only them shopping together. It was...nice. More than nice. It was amazing. It should have been awkward or weird but instead there was an unspoken spark between them. There were moments when their hands might brush or when one of them might sling an arm around the other or touch an arm. It was all so innocent and yet at the same time completely suggestive. Shoe-shopping or not, it was the best trip to the mall Brendon had ever had. And that included the time when he was eight and was taken to get anything he wanted from the Disney store.
Haley was texting them both and they would read some aloud, laughing and texting her back. Taunting her because she had to go to class while they ate ice cream and shopped.
They picked up the tape-recorder last and spent the entire drive back to the venue recording themselves quoting progressively more obscure movies and doing Dumbledore impressions.
When they got back to the bus Ryan was curled up on the sofa, reading. He waved at them and eyed Spencer's bags before turning to Brendon.
"Jon wanted you when you got back," he said, pointing toward the back lounge of the bus. Brendon nodded. He slipped the recorder under his pillow on his way to the back, pulling the doors closed behind him. Somehow he knew what this conversation would be about.
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"So what's going on with you and Spencer?" Jon asked. Brendon rubbed a hand over his face.
"What do you mean?" He said, playing innocent.
"Dude, come on," Jon said, leaning back, legs crossed on the sofa. "It's pretty obvious." Brendon knew he must look stricken because Jon quickly clarified. "Okay, maybe not to other people, but I know what it was like before and now it's both of you looking all twitchy and awkward when someone else walks into a room. Or turns round," he added, pointedly.
Brendon sighed heavily. There really was no point in lying to Jon. He already knew about Brendon's feelings for Spencer and could read people really well.
"It's just - " he said, " - it's nothing serious. Just messing around."
Jon shook his head. "Brendon, man, it's not 'just' messing around for you. You're in love with him. And he has a girlfriend who he's in love with."
"Yeah, but it's fine, Jon. Honestly. I'm enjoying myself, okay?" Brendon said, almost pleading with his eyes for Jon not to judge him.
"But you're going to get hurt," Jon said. "I love Spencer, you know that, but it's unfair that when Haley's around you're going to have to be dropped. And what about if they move in together or when she comes to stay for weeks and weeks at a time? Brendon - " Jon leaned forward, " - I just don't want you feeling really shitty about this. It's really unfair to you."
Brendon knew that Jon was doing what he thought was best but having this conversation was bringing up points that Brendon himself had thought about and tried to put aside.
"Look," Brendon said, "I know it's sounds stupid, but it's okay. I'm okay. I can cope with all that in the future. Right now? I'm happy."
"But - " Jon started.
"No," Brendon interrupted, "I know you're trying to help me and I really appreciate that, but I'm okay. I've got it under control."
Brendon saw Jon deflate as he realised that Brendon was immovable in this. And that was for the best. Brendon knew exactly what kind of mess he had gotten himself into and exactly how much it was going to suck when it was all taken away from him. But he had accepted that and it was his choice. He just needed Jon to accept that too.
He leaned over and hugged Jon. "Thanks for looking out for me, man."
Jon hugged back and just nodded. "Yeah," he said.
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"Dude - are you in love with Spencer?" Brendon nearly choked on his coco puffs at Ryan's question. Why did people never give him warning before asking that?
"Um - what?" He said, using the spoon to stop the roll of stray milk down his chin. Five o'clock was a little late in the day to be eating cereal but it was easier than cooking anything.
"Are you?" Ryan said. Brendon was blinking at him in confusion. Ryan had only just walked back onto the bus and come straight out with it.
"Am I what?" Brendon asked, still not sure he had heard Ryan right the first time and trying to stall.
"Dude, are you in love with Spencer?" Ryan repeated, walking over and sitting opposite Brendon.
Brendon pushed his bowl aside. "What the hell made you ask that?" he asked. Deny deny deny. That was the key.
"I heard Jon talking to Spence about it," Ryan replied. So much for denial. Brendon felt the bottom fall out of this stomach.
"...what?" He said, voice low. Ryan seemed to notice his reaction and relaxed from the wronged-queen posturing he had walked in with.
"Oh god - you are, aren't you," Ryan said. "Holy shit!" He put a hand over his mouth, eyes wide. "Dude."
"Fuck off," Brendon said, feeling sick.
"Wait - I'm your best friend," Ryan said. "Why didn't I know this?" Brendon buried his head in his hands and gave in.
"What was Jon saying?" he asked, preparing for what he knew was the worst. Ryan looked slightly awkward.
"Uh, well he was just saying that Spencer wasn't being fair to you because he's got Haley and you've only got him. He made it very clear he knew that you and Spencer were..." Ryan made a complicated hand gesture that Brendon took to mean 'fucking' "...which, by the way, I didn't know that either." He paused. "Also, um, gross. Two of my best friends" He shook his head as if to shake the image away. "Anyway. He said that your feelings might get hurt and stuff. Dude - I can read between the lines. You'd only get hurt if you were in love with Spencer. Which brings me back to my original question. Are you in love with Spencer?"
Brendon swallowed. "No way. Of course not," he said. Ryan looked at him. For a long moment Brendon thought that he was going to pull him on what was the most obvious lie ever.
"Okay," Ryan finally said, softly. He looked at Brendon for a few seconds longer. "Want to play Guitar Hero before warming up?"
"Um, rain check?" Brendon said. There was no way that he could sit here, waiting for Jon and Spencer to come back. Waiting to go on stage tonight. Ryan nodded at him and Brendon got up, leaving his half-eaten bowl where it was. He walked off the bus.
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Brendon tried to be mad at Jon but it just wouldn't take. From what Ryan had said he hadn't told Spencer that Brendon was in love with him and that really was the only part that was Brendon's secret. The fact that he and Spencer were sleeping together was something he'd figured out on his own. And he couldn't complain about Jon talking to Spencer about that any more than Spencer could complain about when Jon had talked to Brendon about it.
But Spencer wasn't stupid. Ryan had figured it out from the little he had overheard so there was almost no way that Spencer wouldn't have guessed that Brendon's feelings were deeper than a friends-with-benefits situation.
And it wasn't Jon's fault. He was just trying to make sure that Brendon didn't get hurt. Like now. But this happening - his thing with Spencer ending - was inevitable from the beginning and he had known that. He had only hoped that it would last a little longer.
Brendon showed up again just before the show that night, making sure he'd kept in touch via text so that they knew he would be there and that he wasn't pulling a Brent-style disappearing act on them. He avoided looking at Spencer and it was very easy to avoid someone's eyes when they were so clearly trying to avoid yours too.
Both Jon and Ryan were looking at them both with concern. The glances they exchanged made it clear that they had talked and that Brendon knew about Jon's chat with Spencer. Brendon knew he should reassure Jon that he wasn't mad but he felt too emotionally drained at that moment and he needed to conserve his energy for the stage.
All things considered, it sucked. Hard.
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The last few weeks of the tour were a kind of hell for Brendon. Spencer had cornered him after the show that night and muttered something about how they "probably shouldn't any more" as they didn't want to mess things up and stuff. Brendon had readily agreed, trying to keep at least that little shred of his dignity.
Jon and Ryan had been overly nice to him, even after Brendon made it clear that he wasn't angry at Jon. But it just felt like pity. Jon and Ryan were pitying him and Spencer was ignoring him. Or as much as one person could ignore another when they were on the road together in a band and slept a few feet apart. Ignoring him in all the important ways.
Spencer wasn't being malicious, that much was clear, but he obviously felt awkward around Brendon now. What he had thought was just fun between two friends, Brendon had fucked up and made into something more. And now he must felt weird around Brendon. And Brendon couldn't really blame him.
When the tour finally ended, Brendon was nothing but relieved. Part of him even wished that he could be going back to somewhere away from Vegas, like Jon was. The same city even felt too close to Spencer. Especially since he knew Haley was going to be going to stay at Spencer's house.
Haley had been wonderful though. Brendon couldn't fault her. Spencer obviously hadn't told her what had happened because she kept asking him and asking him to talk to Spencer and sort it out. But there was nothing to sort out and if Spencer didn't want Haley to know, he certainly wasn't going to be the one who told her that he was in love with her boyfriend.
Brendon's plans were to get in, sleep for a few days and then go out. Out and find some non-Spencer guy to fuck. And then after their month-long break he would be over Spencer. Or more over him. Or at least over him a little, having had a lot of sex. Over him enough to not dread seeing him again.
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Brendon woke up with his front door thudding and his sidekick buzzing. He was buried inside stifling blankets with only the top of his head sticking out. The luminous numbers on his clock said it was 9:05pm. He had lay down to take a nap at five before getting ready to go out. Clearly his body had other priorities. He had been home for two days and had slept or moped his way through both. He was catching up on all the moping he felt he hadn't been able to do under the eyes of his band.
Finally the immediacy of the door knocking brought Brendon fully awake. His sidekick had stopped and he grabbed it as he made his way downstairs.
"Fucking okay!" He yelled, scrubbing at his face with one hand. Looking at his phone, the call had been from Haley. He hoped to god that she hadn't been calling to try and meet up, however, as he got to the door he noticed that he had six other missed calls from her and a voicemail left two hours ago. Fuck. That didn't look good.
Brendon pulled the door open, ready to bitch out whoever was there and stopped. Haley. And Spencer, standing awkwardly behind her.
"Were you in bed?" Haley asked, amazed. "Goddamn, Brendon, it's nine o'clock."
Brendon blinked at her, brain still not fully engaged. He always felt really muggy when he slept during the day. "What?" He said. "I was tired."
Haley was looking at him pointedly and he shook his head, not understanding what she wanted.
"Can we come in?" She said, finally. Brendon stepped back to let them both through. Haley sounded pissed. That coupled with all the missed calls and the voicemail...well it looked like Haley had made Spencer tell her why things had gone sour. She was probably hear to yell at him. What kind of friend started sleeping with a friend's boyfriend when they knew they wanted them for themselves? Or something. He still wasn't really awake.
"Brendon? Are you coming in?" Haley's voice brought Brendon back to where he was standing with his front door wide open. He pushed it closed and sighed, following Haley into his lounge. Spencer was already sitting looking uncomfortable on one end of his sofa.
Haley turned and pointed at the other end of the sofa for him to sit down there. The move was fairly comical and had this been any other time Brendon might have shared an amused glance with Spencer. Instead he sat back and pulled his legs up, wrapping his arms around his knees. As though his knees would protect him from Haley's wrath.
"Brendon," Haley started. Brendon looked at her. "Are you in love with Spencer?" Brendon's stomach flipped over. Oh fuck, he was right. "Be honest with me. Please?" she added.
Brendon didn't dare look at Spencer. He knew there was no point in denying anything now. It wasn't like Jon hadn't already let that cat out of the bag.
"Yes," he said, quietly. He couldn't help a quick glance over at Spencer who was looking at him with an unidentifiable expression. He looked quickly back at Haley who was still standing. It was kind of like being at school again.
"I'm sorry," Brendon continued. "I didn't want to come between you two - that was never - " Haley cut him off with her hand up.
"Spencer," Haley turned to Spencer now, face just as firm as she had been with Brendon. Spencer seemed to sit up straighter. "Why did you end things with Brendon?"
Spencer's mouth opened and closed a few times and Brendon had to bury his face in his knees to stop from grinning. Seriously. Like school. He felt about 12 years old, having to explain why he and another boy had been fighting. Except with much more awkwardness and gay sex.
Haley huffed with annoyance and Spencer finally seemed to find some words.
"Because Jon pointed out that it wasn't fair to Brendon," he said. "And he was right. I was using him and it wasn't fair." Spencer finally looked over at Brendon and he felt his heart clench. Spencer had been worried about him?
"Okay - fine," Haley didn't sound quite as thrilled with the explanation as Brendon was. "That doesn't explain why you were avoiding him." Spencer opened his mouth to protest but Haley stopped him. "No Spence, I'm not stupid. I know you were. Jon and Ryan both told me."
Spencer looked so uncomfortable. He pulled back against the sofa and Brendon would have almost felt bad for him, if he hadn't known that Spencer was trying to find the words to explain that Brendon freaked him out now. Haley seemed to take pity on him and deflated from her angry-teacher stance. She moved over to crouch in front of Spencer and took his hands.
"Spencer, please. Just tell me, okay?" She said, quietly.
Spencer looked up at her. "Because I was in love with him too," he said. Brendon's mouth fell open as Spencer continued. "I'm so sorry Hale, I'm sorry." Spencer sounded stricken. "I didn't mean to and I didn't think it really mattered because it wasn't about that, but then when I knew he felt the same way I couldn't - "
Brendon watched as Haley wrapped her arms around Spencer and pulled him forward into a huge hug, muffling his voice against her shoulder. Brendon couldn't believe what he was hearing. Spencer was in love with him? When had that happened? How had that happened? What the hell was Haley going to say about that? Brendon's insides felt like they were on fire. Spencer - Spencer who he had wanted and watched and needed for years - Spencer was in love. With him.
Haley finally pulled away from Spencer who wouldn't look up. Brendon wanted nothing more than to put his own arms around Spencer and take away the awful, ashamed, and miserable slump of his shoulders. He wanted Spencer to look at him - to see if he could see somehow what he had so clearly missed every other time. But he couldn't move.
"Spence, I knew," Haley said. Brendon saw Spencer's head snap up to look at Haley in what must have been an identical move to his own.
"What?" He said, Spencer echoing it a split second later. This was so far from what Brendon had expected.
"I'm the one who should be apologising," Haley said. She was clearly including Brendon in the apology as she moved away from Spencer again to sit the chair opposite the sofa. "This was all my idea and I knew that you both...felt for each other."
Brendon was completely blown away. Everything Haley was saying was so far from what he'd thought was going on. Spencer had liked him before they'd started anything. And Haley had known that. Haley had known that he was in love with Spencer? It gave a new perspective to Haley spending so much time with him and the conversations they'd had.
Brendon dropped his legs down and put both hands over his face, rubbing at his eyes. He pulled his hands down to his mouth as Haley continued.
"I was hoping that you two would get close with me on the sidelines. And then when we were all three together we could," Haley paused and for the first time looked like she was unsure, "well, we could be all three together," she finished, lamely. She looked at both of them. "So I'm the one who's sorry. I caused all of this and I just really needed to come and fix it."
Haley looked so miserable at her confession but Brendon couldn't help the high-pitched giggle that escaped past his hands. Haley and Spencer both looked at him and he tried not to laugh but it slipped out. So Haley loved Spencer who loved Brendon who loved Spencer but also liked Haley who liked Brendon and wanted to have both of them?
"So," Brendon managed to get out. "You would have gotten away with it too, if it hadn't been for that meddlesome Jon Walker!" He dissolved into braying laughter, joined seconds later by Spencer and Haley.
Brendon managed to stop laughing long enough to say, "Quite the cunning plan there, Haley," in as Sean Connery a voice as he could manage. Spencer leaned across the divide between them to push him. It was amazing - as though the laughing was therapy for the hellish few weeks that they'd clearly all gone through. It wasn't awkward or miserable - it was just fucking funny.
"Can I ask?" Spencer spoke up first when the laughter trailed off. "Is this what you still want, Haley?" Brendon watched the smile drop off Haley's face.
"Um," she said, biting her lip.
"She totally does!" Brendon crowed. Haley blushed a deep crimson, a half-smile on her face. Brendon looked over at Spencer who was grinning at him. "So - are you okay with this?" Brendon asked, hoping and needing Spencer to agree.
Spencer looked at Haley and then back to Brendon. "Hell fucking yeah," he said, beaming. They all grinned at each other for a few moments and Brendon ducked his head. He had possibly died and gone to heaven and that was fine by him.
Spencer cleared his throat and Brendon looked up. "Uh, so maybe you and Haley should kiss or something?" he said. Haley laughed.
"If you say so," she said, standing up and moving over to sit on the sofa between them. "But first I'd kind of like to see you two kiss first. I've been having to use my imagination for months."
Brendon grinned and looked over at Spencer. Haley sat back so that when Spencer leaned across and Brendon met him in a rush half way, they were kissing right in front of her. Brendon felt Spencer's hand come up onto his shoulder just as he felt Haley's arm creeping up and around him. He felt like a live wire, kissing Spencer again. Kissing him and knowing that Spencer was in love with him.
Brendon heard Haley make a satisfied sound and slowly broke off the kiss. He turned to see her watching, eyes dark and heavy-lidded. He leaned in slowly just to make sure that Spencer wasn't going to change his mind about this at the last second, until Brendon's lips touched against hers. Kissing Haley was so different from kissing Spencer, but still so intense and amazing. Beside them he heard Spencer mutter "Oh, god," and felt his hand clench on Brendon's shoulder.
Spencer's hand moved down from Brendon's shoulder, down his back and pushed under the waist of his sweatpants just as Haley moved Brendon's right hand to cup her breast. He broke off kissing at the sensory overload. He really was going to come in his pants just from kissing and touching.
Haley grinned up at him and then caught Spencer's eye. "Hi," she said, softly. Spencer smiled and moved in to kiss her. Knowing that the two of them had been a couple for so long might have made Brendon feel excluded if both of them hadn't still been stroking and pulling at Brendon until they were all pressed closely together. Brendon leaned down and into the kiss they were sharing. It was so easy to slip in between - three tongues and three sets of lips all moving together.
Brendon went to move away again but Spencer followed, pulling him into a deeper kiss while Haley watched again. Brendon felt her hand sliding down his chest and he gasped as her hand slipped into his pants. An answering hitch from Spencer suggested that she had done the same to him.
Spencer pulled away suddenly and grabbed at Haley's wrist, stopping her. She stopped touching Brendon as well.
"Not yet," Spencer hissed, panting. Haley grinned at him with a glint in her eyes. Spencer pulled away completely and sat back, pulling himself together. "How's this going to work?" He asked. Brendon half shrugged. He hadn't thought about it at all. It had never occurred to him that this would ever be an option for him. He and Spencer both looked at Haley - it had all been her plan after all.
"Have you two - " Haley started, " - um." She flushed slightly. "Had penetrative sex?" Brendon couldn't help a grin. Spencer apparently hadn't told Haley everything about when they were together.
"Yeah," Spencer said, smiling the same smug grin as he had the morning after that hotel room in Boston.
Haley let out a gust of breath. "Oh god," she exclaimed, pressing the flat of her hand down and between her legs. Brendon watched, lips parted. "That's so hot."
She pulled her hand away and breathed deeply. She stood up causing Spencer to protest and grabbed her bag. She walked over to the stairs and turned back. "Coming?" she asked. Spencer and Brendon both shot to their feet, following.
Haley walked up Brendon's stairs and into his bedroom, Spencer and Brendon following behind. At one point their hands brushed and suddenly Spencer had Brendon pinned up against the wall, kissing and touching him. When they finally came into the room Haley was straightening out the blankets.
"You could have made your bed, Brendon," she admonished, amused. Brendon laughed.
"I'm sorry, but some crazy woman was banging my door down at the time," he replied.
Haley had put her bag down on his bedside table, open. She saw Brendon looking at it. "I brought some things that we might have needed if it went well," she explained, flushing slightly. Brendon was extremely thankful for women who planned for the best.
Once everything was in place, Haley gripped the hem of her t-shirt with both hands and pulled it off in one swift move. Her skin was rich in the soft light from the bedside lamp. Brendon barely had time to notice that she was wearing a purple bra before his eyes followed her hands down to where she was unbuttoning her jeans. He swallowed just as he felt Spencer behind him, reaching round to tug at his t-shirt. Brendon obediently lifted his arms above his head and let Spencer take it off. Spencer's hands came round to run across his chest, one hand dropping down to slip inside his pants. He rubbed his palm down Brendon's hip and thigh, just barely grazing him.
Brendon pushed back and could feel that Spencer was hard. As he watched Haley pushing off her jeans, he lifted his arms up and over his head, hands gripping into Spencer's hair. Brendon tilted his head back as he felt Spencer mouthing his neck.
Spencer's head lifted as Haley reached around and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor.
"Fuck, she's so hot," Spencer whispered into Brendon's ear, before lightly closing his teeth over Brendon's earlobe., kissing him. Brendon could only nod as Haley slipped off her panties and stood in front of them. She reached into her bag and pulled out a condom.
"We'll all get tested asap," she said, "but until then - " she held up the condom. She ripped the packet open and moved forward, lifting up to kiss Brendon. Brendon wrapped his arms around her and felt Spencer move away from him. He heard the tell-tale rustle of someone undressing and felt himself flush at the thought of naked Spencer. He still hadn't seen that enough and doubted he ever would.
Haley pushed the waist of Brendon's sweat pants down, hooking her thumbs over the elastic of them and his boxers once they were down far enough. Once she had them off his hips, she let them fall and broke off the kiss. Brendon felt Spencer pressed against him again, skin against skin and Haley slipped the condom into Spencer's hands.
Spencer rolled the condom onto him as Haley moved back over to her bag and pulled out another. She walked back over and moved Spencer until he was facing her. Brendon took the opportunity to move behind her and touch. He dropped his lips to her shoulder and kissed while his hands moved over her breasts and then one down between her legs. He saw Spencer watching his hands as he slipped a finger inside and heard Haley's breath hitch. She paused for a second before continuing to roll the second condom onto Spencer.
"Who was it the last time?" Haley asked and Brendon didn't understand what she meant for a moment. Then he looked at Spencer and realised.
"Oh - me," he said. They had meant to switch out but never got the chance. Haley nodded and turned, pulling Brendon to her chest. She started backing towards the bed and when she got there she released him and climbed onto it backwards.
"Spence, you behind Brendon," Haley said and Brendon finally realised what she intended for them to do. Clearly so had Spencer as Brendon heard him exhale sharply and then again felt his hands on him, urging him forwards.
Brendon climbed up onto the bed and Haley pulled him towards her, kissing him and pulling him until he was lying between her legs. She pulled at his hips and finally he slid inside her, pushing until their hips met. Haley let out a slight moan and Brendon had to clench to stop his hips from moving automatically. They were waiting for Spencer now.
"In my bag," Haley said to Spencer, legs wrapping round Brendon's thighs. She was using her heels to hook behind Brendon's knees and pull them further apart. She really had thought about this a lot.
Brendon closed his eyes and tried to think of anything else when he felt the bed dip behind him. He breathed deeply and tried not to listen to Haley's panting in his ears. He could feel Spencer's thighs, kneeling between his own. Spencer leaned over him and licked a stripe down his back, exactly as he had done that first and last time that they had done this. Brendon's hips twitched forward and Haley gasped.
Spencer gripped Brendon's hips and held them. Brendon looked round at him, seeing Spencer licking his lips and he ran his hands over Brendon's ass. Their eyes met and they grinned at each other.
Brendon heard the pop of the lube opening and felt Spencer's fingers pushing inside him. He knew right away that his legs weren't far enough apart and moved them, Haley helping. He breathed slowly and carefully as Spencer worked him until he was relaxed and ready and slick enough. Eventually, finally, Brendon felt Spencer lift up his hips and push, slide, slowly inside him, his forward momentum pushing Brendon deeper into Haley.
For a second all three of them were still. Brendon could hear them all breathing together until Haley finally broke the silence.
"Oh god, you are both so hot. Fuck, look at you both," she said. Brendon heard Spencer grunt and at last he started to move.
Spencer pulled back and thrust forwards, his every move not only in Brendon but controlling Brendon inside Haley. All three of them were moving together - Spencer and Brendon's thrusts being met by Haley pushing up. Spencer brought his hand round and pressed it between Brendon and Haley, palm against Brendon's stomach. He moved it down until he had a finger either side of where Brendon was sliding in and out of Haley - the back of his hand giving Haley something to push against. As they moved and thrusted and pushed and touched, each made sounds that blended together, making everything so much more real.
With Spencer behind him, pressing firmly against all the right places, and Haley underneath him, Brendon could feel himself losing control. Haley arched beneath him, gasping out and pushing against him and Spencer's hand, almost as though she was trying to stop them moving. Brendon watched her face through her orgasm and felt his own approaching. Haley relaxed back, pulling him down to kiss her, muttering against his skin and Brendon came, hips bucking. He felt himself clench around Spencer and then felt Spencer coming with him, breath shallow and loud.
Brendon fell forward on top of Haley and felt Spencer across his back. They all lay together for a few moments and Brendon wondered if he'd ever be able to move again.
Eventually Haley spoke. "Uh, guys? I need to breathe," she said, laughing. Brendon felt Spencer pulling back and out of him before he pulled out of Haley. Spencer reached round and removed Brendon's condom. Brendon turned and kissed him.
As Spencer went into the bathroom Brendon collapsed on the bed on his back next to Haley.
"Holy fuck," he said, eloquently. Haley curled up to his side and when Spencer came back he settled down on Brendon's other side, arm and leg draped over him.
"We are so doing that again," Spencer said.
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Brendon woke up with his face mashed into his pillow and a warm body crushed up against his side. He pulled his head up and turned to see Spencer, mouth open on the pillow next to him. The night before came flooding back and he turned to look for Haley, but where her head should have been was his sidekick instead. He picked it up and there was a message.
I've gone to get clothes etc. for Spencer and me. You're not getting rid of us now. I'll pick up breakfast on the way back.
He grinned.
"What does it say," Spencer's voice sounded groggy. Brendon put his sidekick back down and turned back to face Spencer.
"She's getting us breakfast. And clothes for you guys," he said, leaning in to kiss Spencer.
Spencer kissed back and then smiled. "She has the best plans," he said, smugly. Brendon wrapped an arm around Spencer to pull him closer.
"She really does," he said.
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Jon Walker, your status as all-knowing and all-fixing is revoked until further notice. Brendon sent the text as Spencer unpacked the mountain of breakfast foods that Haley had returned with. It was great to be able to admire now without worrying. Especially since Spencer was only wearing a pair of worn boxers that he had borrowed from Brendon.
Why? What did I do? Jon's reply was immediate.
You totally nearly ruined my chance of happiness with people who I won't name. But we survived your conniving ways and had really hot in-love sex. And now we're having breakfast before yet more sex, Brendon sent.
I don't need to know! Brendon laughed and was about to show Spencer and Haley when his and Haley's phones buzzed simultaneously. He checked his own and it was from Jon again. Perverts ;), it said, simply. Haley was laughing and she showed hers to them both. It said the same. Spencer left to get his own phone and returned a few moments later, grinning with the same message from Jon.
Brendon sent one back. Two-thirds of these perverts are going to be sharing a bus with you in a few weeks! :P
Jon's reply was again almost immediate. Okay, fine, I'm glad you're happy. :D Just no sex in the bus front lounge. Deal?
Brendon laughed as Haley handed him a plate of muffins and kissed him. Deal.