oic, fic.
porn, tbh. blowj fic written for lolab
Rydon | NC | unformatted so thoroughly that if you're a grammar nazi you'll want to look away | uncounted
brendon laughed.
laughed.
ryan had just taken his pants off, and brendon was laughing at him. laughing. what the hell.
"what?' ryan asked, arms crossed over his already bare chest as he stood in the center of the room.
"nothing, nothing" brendon tried smothering his giggles behind one hand, waving the other at ryan in a 'continue' motion.
ryan glared.
"i'll put my clothes back on." he threatened.
brendon straightened up and stopped giggling. "no, no." he got off the bed where he was reclining and walked over to ryan, shutting the music off on his way. he stopped in front of the other boy, resting his hands on ryan's shoulders,
"it's just. you have a batmond tattoo on your hip." he said, trying to keep a straight face.
ryan kept glaring.
"you have distorted piano keys and flowers on your arm."
brendon blinked.
"that's different. that means something to me."
ryan shrugged off brendon's hands and bent to pick up his pants, pulling them back up his legs and struggling only slightly as the tight denim got caught, he left the undone.
[insert why the batmond tattoo is special to ryan here, follow with porn]
[explaination of tattoo would be here]
[they are now somehow on a bed]
ryan's previous protests were forgotten as brendon kissed and licked his way down his boyfriends chest.
brendon paused when he got to the v of ryan's hips and looked up the lanky boy's body to meet ryan's lust-hazed eyes.
ryan's lips were parted slightly as he panted softly, straining to hold his head up so he could look at brendon.
keeping his eyes locked on ryan's, brendon lowered his head, tongue darting out and flicking over the ink of ryan's tattoo. ryan inhaled sharply at the sensation, own tongue slipping out to wet his dry lips.
brendon turned his head, slightly, breath ghosting over ryan's hard cock. ryan's hands tangled in the other boys hair and his head dropped back, a moan escaping his lips.
brendon grinned before slipping the head of ryan's cock into his mouth, tonguing the slit and eliciting another moan from the boy beneath him.
brendon lowered his head, tongue swirling, as he used his left hand to hold ryan's hips down, thumb brushing over the tattoo, and his other hand wrapped around the base of ryan's cock, already slick with saliva.
ryan licked his lips, head finally falling back as he gave way and enjoyed the sensations brendon was giving him.
brendon's head bobbed up and down in ryan's lap and he pressed his thumb harder into the other boy's hip to stop him bucking off the mattress. ryan gasped at the pleasurepain the notion caused.
ryan moved his hands from grasping the sheets to tangle them in brendon's hair as his orgasm approached. ryan bit his lip as he realised brendon was going to let him come in his mouth.
brendon stopped bobbing his head to lick and suck around the head of ryan's cock, teasing the slit. soon enough, ryan was coming, a low groan escaping his lips as his hands tightened in brendon's hair.
brendon sucked his way off ryan's cock, lips closed tight around the head until the last moment. he gazed up at ryan, watching him, before crawling up the other boy's body, thumb still stroking across the tattoo.
ryan licked his lips.
brendon looked at ryan's lips, a moan forming low in his throat as he bent his head to kiss the boy below him. brendon's tongue licked out, seeking entrance as ryan kissed back.
trails of come slipped from between their mouths and slid down ryan's cheeks as they kissed. brendon slowed the kiss, needing air, and they both swallowed, smiling.
ryan bit his lip, trailing his hands down brendon's sides. one slipped forward to cup brendon's cock through his jeans. "want me to take care of that?" ryan asked, smirking.
brendon simply groaned and let his head fall against ryan's shoulder, mouthing at the skin there.
an: the italicised interlude obviously doesn't need explaining as this is PWP.
Rydon | NC | unformatted so thoroughly that if you're a grammar nazi you'll want to look away | uncounted
brendon laughed.
laughed.
ryan had just taken his pants off, and brendon was laughing at him. laughing. what the hell.
"what?' ryan asked, arms crossed over his already bare chest as he stood in the center of the room.
"nothing, nothing" brendon tried smothering his giggles behind one hand, waving the other at ryan in a 'continue' motion.
ryan glared.
"i'll put my clothes back on." he threatened.
brendon straightened up and stopped giggling. "no, no." he got off the bed where he was reclining and walked over to ryan, shutting the music off on his way. he stopped in front of the other boy, resting his hands on ryan's shoulders,
"it's just. you have a batmond tattoo on your hip." he said, trying to keep a straight face.
ryan kept glaring.
"you have distorted piano keys and flowers on your arm."
brendon blinked.
"that's different. that means something to me."
ryan shrugged off brendon's hands and bent to pick up his pants, pulling them back up his legs and struggling only slightly as the tight denim got caught, he left the undone.
[insert why the batmond tattoo is special to ryan here, follow with porn]
[explaination of tattoo would be here]
[they are now somehow on a bed]
ryan's previous protests were forgotten as brendon kissed and licked his way down his boyfriends chest.
brendon paused when he got to the v of ryan's hips and looked up the lanky boy's body to meet ryan's lust-hazed eyes.
ryan's lips were parted slightly as he panted softly, straining to hold his head up so he could look at brendon.
keeping his eyes locked on ryan's, brendon lowered his head, tongue darting out and flicking over the ink of ryan's tattoo. ryan inhaled sharply at the sensation, own tongue slipping out to wet his dry lips.
brendon turned his head, slightly, breath ghosting over ryan's hard cock. ryan's hands tangled in the other boys hair and his head dropped back, a moan escaping his lips.
brendon grinned before slipping the head of ryan's cock into his mouth, tonguing the slit and eliciting another moan from the boy beneath him.
brendon lowered his head, tongue swirling, as he used his left hand to hold ryan's hips down, thumb brushing over the tattoo, and his other hand wrapped around the base of ryan's cock, already slick with saliva.
ryan licked his lips, head finally falling back as he gave way and enjoyed the sensations brendon was giving him.
brendon's head bobbed up and down in ryan's lap and he pressed his thumb harder into the other boy's hip to stop him bucking off the mattress. ryan gasped at the pleasurepain the notion caused.
ryan moved his hands from grasping the sheets to tangle them in brendon's hair as his orgasm approached. ryan bit his lip as he realised brendon was going to let him come in his mouth.
brendon stopped bobbing his head to lick and suck around the head of ryan's cock, teasing the slit. soon enough, ryan was coming, a low groan escaping his lips as his hands tightened in brendon's hair.
brendon sucked his way off ryan's cock, lips closed tight around the head until the last moment. he gazed up at ryan, watching him, before crawling up the other boy's body, thumb still stroking across the tattoo.
ryan licked his lips.
brendon looked at ryan's lips, a moan forming low in his throat as he bent his head to kiss the boy below him. brendon's tongue licked out, seeking entrance as ryan kissed back.
trails of come slipped from between their mouths and slid down ryan's cheeks as they kissed. brendon slowed the kiss, needing air, and they both swallowed, smiling.
ryan bit his lip, trailing his hands down brendon's sides. one slipped forward to cup brendon's cock through his jeans. "want me to take care of that?" ryan asked, smirking.
brendon simply groaned and let his head fall against ryan's shoulder, mouthing at the skin there.
an: the italicised interlude obviously doesn't need explaining as this is PWP.