How Hard Do You Want Me? [s/a]
Title: How Hard Do You Want Me? [s/a]
Author: i_love_jersey
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Mild dubcon, sounding, fisting, rimming
Pairing: Ryden [What else?]
POV: 3rd Brendon-centric
Summary: Brendon gets jumped when he walks into his and Ryan's appartment.
Word Count: 1,780. [AKA short shit :|]
Disclaimer: Hi! I'm Fakester! I'm going to Fake-Con!
Beta: xbrittxwentzx
Author Notes: Trying to figure out how to work an LJ cut. OH AND THIS IS FOR KAYYY<3.
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Brendon sighs thankfully as he opens the door to his and Ryan's apartment, dropping his keys on the table in the hall and pulling off his jacket. He then toes off his shoes as he undoes his tie and sighs happily.
“Ry?” the younger male calls out, a small amount of worry in his voice. The apartment is as dark and silent as death.
Suddenly Brendon's grabbed from behind by strong arms and a cloth is held over his nose and mouth as he struggles.
The person that had grabbed him chuckles, and Brendon can tell it's male. “Just breathe, Bren... Breathe it in,” the man whispers in the smaller boy's ear and Brendon's freaking out. This person knows his name.
Brendon tries to get free but his vision is blurring and his strength is fading quickly. He can feel his knees buckling as the person scoops him up.
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Brendon groans as he comes to, gasping as he realizes there are restraints on his wrists and ankles and he's also wearing a blindfold. He gasps in panic, squirming and trying to get free. “L-Lemme go!” he cries out, gasping softly as a hand runs over his bare chest and stomach. Obviously his captor removed his clothing.
The captor laughs gently. “Bear... Relax...” he coos and Brendon is freezing.
“R-Ryan?” he questions, “Wh-why are you doing this?” he mumbles, fear in his gentle voice.
Ryan laughs softly as he runs a hand over the younger's face. “Relax, Bear... I'm going to make you feel like you've never felt before.” Ryan's then taking the blindfold off Brendon, leaning down and kissing him. The elder then holds up a slim metal rod.
Brendon's confusion is clear on his face. “Ry? What's that?” he questions nervously, nibbling on his lower lip as Ryan drags the tip down the younger boy's body lightly, the elder sitting on the bed between Brendon's legs.
Ryan smirks gently as the index and middle fingers of his left hand, his free one, stroke lightly over Brendon's prick and the elder licks his lips. “It's a sound, Brenny my dear.”
Brendon doesn't look a single bit less confused. “What's that for?” he asks, licking his lips nervously. Brendon frowns and lets out a shaky sigh.
Ryan smirks, leaning down and kissing the younger again. “I'll show you, Babe.” Ryan puts the sound down on the bed, getting up and pulling a bottle of lube out of the nightstand, settling back between Brendon's legs and covering the metal rod in lube before he reaches out with one hand and grabs the younger boy's cock, aligning with Brendon's hole and then pressing the rod into the younger boy's cock.
Brendon let out a grunt, eyes closing and head turning to the side slightly. It didn't hurt but he hadn't exactly made up his mind if it was good. “O-oh...” he stutters, gasping and letting out a breathy moan as Ryan slid it in farther.
Ryan smirks, licking his lips as he leaves the sound in Brendon's cock, deciding to attend to other matters. “You know what idea turns me on the most, Bear?” He asks, catching the other boy's eyes.
Brendon looks up at Ryan, eyes slightly wild as he shakes his head no, the younger deciding, and reveling in the pleasure coming from his dick. The sound did hurt a bit but that didn't bother him a bit. Ryan had bit his dick once before. Now, that hurt!
Ryan smiles sweetly as he raises himself to his knees, pulling his shirt off slowly. “I want to fist your tight ass until you're screaming my name.” Ryan is then working on his belt and sliding his pants off, his hard dick tenting his boxers.
Brendon widens his eyes even more as he looks up at Ryan again, trying to decide, licking his lips nervously as he watches Ryan coat his fingers in lube and Brendon shivers hard at the thought of Ryan's whole fist buried deep inside him and pressing hard against his prostate. “O-ok,” he squeaks out and Ryan's shoving two fingers into the other boy.
Ryan sighs, kissing Brendon's stomach and shushing him gently, knowing he just shocked the other he quickly works his third finger in, forth following just as quickly. This time Brendon needs a moment to adjust and Ryan stretches him liberally before he adds more lube to the rest of his hand, sliding it in enough so the elder's thumb is brushing Brendon's skin. “Ready?” he asks softly.
Brendon nods, closing his eyes and relaxing himself as much as possible, yet bracing for the burn of the stretch he's sure he'll feel. “Do it, god Ryan fuck me with your fist.” He whimpers, knowing Ryan loves it when he whimpers and whines and just plainly sounds like a slut.
Ryan groans, pressing his thumb into the younger. He pushes his hand deep enough into the other that Brendon's tight ring of muscle is now clenching around the elder boy's wrist. “Shhh... Good job, bear. You're doing great,” he breathes to his lover gently.
Brendon whimpers loudly, eyes shut tight as his body twitches around the bed as much as his restraints allow him “R-Ryan...” he whimpers, biting his lip hard and trying to keep the tears from pouring down his cheeks.
Ryan sighs, kissing the younger boy's stomach. “It's okay Bear. You can take this. I know you can.” Ryan is the pulling his fingers back to his palm, forming a fist inside of the younger and Brendon is letting out pained squeaks and whimpers as Ryan does this.
Brendon arches his back slightly. “R-Ry... N-No more. St-stop. Please,” He begs, voice broken. He couldn't take this all at once like Ryan was trying to make him do. He shook his head desperately as his tears fell. “Pl-please Ry. You're gonna split me in half!”
Ryan sighed unhappily but gently pulled his hand free from Brendon's ass. He leaned down and licked a stripe up the underside of Brendon's cock, pulling the sound out slowly and gently, earning a soft gasp from the other. “Sorry,” he mumbles as he moves to put away the sound, slipping off his boxers and starting to undo Brendon's restraints.
Brendon frowns gently. “Why are you letting me go?” he asks softly, leaning up and kissing Ryan.
Ryan sighs gently, a hand coming down to cup Brendon's face and wipe the tears away. “I hurt you. I'm assuming you just want to cuddle now,” he says softly, sighing.
Brendon frowns. “Does it look like my cock wants you to just cuddle me?” the younger asks sharply, leaning up again and kissing Ryan before dropping back down to the mattress. “Rim me,” he demands.
Ryan makes a slight face but knows he's obligated to. Brendon did something unpleasant that Ryan wanted him to do. It was only fair that he do something Brendon would enjoy in return. “Ok...,” he mumbled unhappily as he settled back between Brendon's legs, head dipping to the other boy's entrance, tongue darting out and lapping slowly at Brendon's hole and the younger moaned greatfully, arching his back.
Brendon would have been shoving Ryan's head closer to his ass if his hands had been free, but they weren't, so all he could do was shove his ass back at Ryan as much as he could. “God, fuck Ryan! Fuck me! Fuck me with your tongue!” he demands in a breathy voice that is close to a moan.
Ryan grimaces, but spreads Brendon's cheeks with his hands and slides his tongue into the other, a pleasantly shocked expression on his face as he moves his tongue around inside Brendon, not finding this to taste as gross as he thought it would be and Brendon was obviously enjoying this from how much his body is spasming and how much he is moaning and cursing.
Brendon arches into Ryan's mouth, moaning as the other's tongue brushed his prostate. He had no clue how that was possible but it had just happened. “F-fuck! R-Ryan! F-Fuck me!” he begs, wanting the elder's tongue to be replaced by his cock right this second. “God, fuck, now!” he begs.
Ryan chuckles lightly, kneeling and leaning his body forward and placing his hands on either side of Brendon's head, the elder kissing Brendon fiercely as he rocks back and forth on his hands and knees so his body slid up and down against the younger boy's just slightly, creating an amazing friction between their hard pricks and Ryan figures he'd make both of them come like this, knowing neither of them really need any time for recovery.
“God come for me, Bear. Come for me so hard,” he breathes and Brendon whimpers, both of their moaning getting loudly as Ryan rocks more quickly and they both get closer before they both come crashing down, Ryan first followed quickly by Brendon.
Brendon pants hard as he looks up at Ryan, glaring playfully. “Now fuck me already, Ross!” he demanded.
Ryan rolled his eyes, leaning down and kissing Brendon before releasing him and forcing the lighter boy onto his front, pulling him up to his knees but keeping his face pressed against the mattress. “I'll fuck you so hard you'll taste me when I come, Whore,” he growls and Brendon shivers.
The younger's hands reach out and grab the bedding, tugging as he waits for Ryan to enter him. “oh fuck, please, Ryan?” he begs softly, nibbling on his lower lip as he waits, brown eyes shut.
Ryan chuckles and kisses Brendon's back as he slides in, groaning softly, not waiting for Brendon to give the okay and setting up a quick and deep pace, angling just right to hit the younger's prostate.
Brendon groans softly, shoving his hips back against Ryan's and moaning loudly each time the elder hits his prostate. “Oh! F-f-fuck! D-deeper!” he begs and moans, even louder when Ryan obliged, Brendon digging his nails into the sheets he had in his hands.
It only takes Brendon about ten minuets before he is coming with a whore-ish moan of Ryan's name, tightening around the elder and that triggers Ryan, the honey-eyed boy moaning loudly as he came, nails digging into Brendon's hips.
Ryan then smiles as he pulls out, letting Brendon roll over. “How was that, Bear?” He asks gently, snuggling into him and kissing him.
Brendon laughs and smiles “Hot as always, Ross.”
Ryan just grins.