fingers, bunks, and love.

May 24, 2008 11:56



Of course Brendon loves them. He loves when Ryan has him shoved up to the edge of the bunk because there is no room, and he won't use anymore than two, says he wouldn't be able to handle it, but he knows he can, and so does Brendon. Brendon is fucking begging for it, begging for more, fucking himself against his fingers, whimpering, moaning, and ( Read more... )

fic, panic

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melish May 24 2008, 19:02:07 UTC
In the quiet of the night, they can hear Ryan say in a husky voice, "Want me to fuck you?"
dslamsdlfkm HOT HOT HOT.

Above them Spencer can see through the darkness, can see Jon palming himself with his eyes on the ceiling.
dude. DUDES. so hot, omg.

Spencer and Jon turn their heads at the same instant, catching each other touching themselves. Jon smiles and Spencer doesn't feel so embarrassed.
sentimental masturbation! I LOVE IT. I LOVE YOU GUYS. BOTH OF YOU.

When Brendon pulls back, breathing heavy, Ryan's smirking and shaking his head and whispering, "They'll never know."
Yes beause your huge, ridiculous, needy moans are so SLY!

"I love you," they all hear Brendon whisper
that's so, so sad. no - really. they all hear it, and they all hear the silence in ryan's response. omg :[
and then - but then -
Brendon watches him, and Ryan moves closer, whispering in his ear, "I love you."

Spencer can't hear, he's too far away.

OOHHHHH MYYY GODDD. this is ridiculous. why have you made me so wound up?
stop it :(
sorry for killing your page with a bazillion italicized quotes :(

THAT WAS SO, SO SAD WTF.
YOU TWO.
<3333

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jennilokay May 25 2008, 18:04:14 UTC
<3

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