Test Icicles[Chapter 2]
Title: Test Icicles[Chapter 2]
Author: zandraxxzazzy
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ryden and Joncer if you squint.
POV: It switches.
Summary: "GOD RYAN!" he screamed.
Disclaimer: THIS IS REAL I TELL YOU. REAL. *gets wheeled away n a straight jacket* REEEAAALLLLL.
Author Notes: At the end.
Prologue
Chapter 1
Ryan's POV
"Brenny. Bren. Brendon honey, wake up." The flight to Colorado was finally over and we were just landing. I let Brendon sleep this long because I know he's terrified of flying. Plus, he was just so gorgeous when he slept...
"Ngff..." he groaned, rolling to his side and slapping my face in his sleep.
"OW! Damnit Brendon!!" I winced, a red mark forming on my cheek.
He woke up then, staring horror-struck at my face. "OH! Baby I'm so sorry! God, ugg. That's going to hurt... I'm so so sorry!"
I always hated it when Brendon did something wrong. He never stopped apologizing when he did. Of course, he never shut up if he did something right either.
"Brendon, calm down. Your sleeping-self is just a bitch," I chuckled petting his hair soothingly. "It's okay." I tried to smile, but it still hurt slightly, so I settled for a half-smile.
His perfect lips formed the most adorable pout as he leaned forward and kissed my cheek softly. "I'm still sorry..." he whispered, his lips finding their way to my neck, making me moan softly in delight.
"Mmm... Brendon... stopp..." I giggled, trying to push him away.
"Nnng..." he grunted, climbing into my lap, proving that he had a serious problem that couldn't wait.
"The fuck Brendon! We're on an airplane! I can't jerk you off here!" I hissed, causing the ninty-something year old lady in front of us to shoot us a non-offensive glare.
He ground his hips into mine roughly and I bit my lip to keep from crying out.
"Fine, fine, c'mon," I said breathlessly, pulling him down the aisle and towards to bathrooms in the back, shoving him into the first one I could manage and locking it behind me before pressing him roughly against the wall.
"Ryan.." he moaned, pressing those perfect lips to mine again.
"Shh..." I whispered. "We have to be quiet." I began unzipping his jeans, slowly pushing them down.
"Damn emo boys and your tight fucking pants.." I grumbled, getting down on my knees and pulling roughly on his jeans to get them down. I mouthed the head of his cock through his boxers, chuckling at the sounds his was making.
"GOD RYAN!" he screamed as I pulled his boxers off and quickly took all of him into my mouth.
"SHH!!" I whispered, pulling off of him and pressing my lips to his. "Quiet, remember?!" I started jacking him off with my hand, keeping my lips on his to keep silence his moans.
"Ryy..." he moaned into my lips, releasing all over my hand and getting some of my jeans.
"Fuck," I said, pouting down at the stain and wiping the jizz off my hand and pants. "Thanks Bren..."
He laughed breathlessly and licked a bit of his own come off my hand.
"No no no. Thank you," he laughed, licking his lips and pulling my jeans down to my ankles and wrapping his lips around me.
Brendon's POV
I laughed and stroked Ryan's hair as he stared up at me, drowzy-eyed.
"We should go on airplanes more often," I joked.
Ryan smirked and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, so you can moan so fucking loud that a 90-year-old with poor hearing thinks she's in a porno. Mhmm..."
"Well if you hadn't shoved me down your throat-!" The cab driver cleared his throat loudly, glaring at us from the front seat. I looked down to see Ryan smirking widely.
"Oh, shut up," I laughed and tousled his hair.
"HEY!!" he squealed, but I just continued to laugh.
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A/N: TAH-DAHHH!!
My first boisecks!
I feel so proud of myself x3
I'm sorry if you didn't like it, but too bad.
More soon, yup yup.
And no, that summary was NOT a teaser ;DD
<33 Thanks for reading!
Author: zandraxxzazzy
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Ryden and Joncer if you squint.
POV: It switches.
Summary: "GOD RYAN!" he screamed.
Disclaimer: THIS IS REAL I TELL YOU. REAL. *gets wheeled away n a straight jacket* REEEAAALLLLL.
Author Notes: At the end.
Prologue
Chapter 1
Ryan's POV
"Brenny. Bren. Brendon honey, wake up." The flight to Colorado was finally over and we were just landing. I let Brendon sleep this long because I know he's terrified of flying. Plus, he was just so gorgeous when he slept...
"Ngff..." he groaned, rolling to his side and slapping my face in his sleep.
"OW! Damnit Brendon!!" I winced, a red mark forming on my cheek.
He woke up then, staring horror-struck at my face. "OH! Baby I'm so sorry! God, ugg. That's going to hurt... I'm so so sorry!"
I always hated it when Brendon did something wrong. He never stopped apologizing when he did. Of course, he never shut up if he did something right either.
"Brendon, calm down. Your sleeping-self is just a bitch," I chuckled petting his hair soothingly. "It's okay." I tried to smile, but it still hurt slightly, so I settled for a half-smile.
His perfect lips formed the most adorable pout as he leaned forward and kissed my cheek softly. "I'm still sorry..." he whispered, his lips finding their way to my neck, making me moan softly in delight.
"Mmm... Brendon... stopp..." I giggled, trying to push him away.
"Nnng..." he grunted, climbing into my lap, proving that he had a serious problem that couldn't wait.
"The fuck Brendon! We're on an airplane! I can't jerk you off here!" I hissed, causing the ninty-something year old lady in front of us to shoot us a non-offensive glare.
He ground his hips into mine roughly and I bit my lip to keep from crying out.
"Fine, fine, c'mon," I said breathlessly, pulling him down the aisle and towards to bathrooms in the back, shoving him into the first one I could manage and locking it behind me before pressing him roughly against the wall.
"Ryan.." he moaned, pressing those perfect lips to mine again.
"Shh..." I whispered. "We have to be quiet." I began unzipping his jeans, slowly pushing them down.
"Damn emo boys and your tight fucking pants.." I grumbled, getting down on my knees and pulling roughly on his jeans to get them down. I mouthed the head of his cock through his boxers, chuckling at the sounds his was making.
"GOD RYAN!" he screamed as I pulled his boxers off and quickly took all of him into my mouth.
"SHH!!" I whispered, pulling off of him and pressing my lips to his. "Quiet, remember?!" I started jacking him off with my hand, keeping my lips on his to keep silence his moans.
"Ryy..." he moaned into my lips, releasing all over my hand and getting some of my jeans.
"Fuck," I said, pouting down at the stain and wiping the jizz off my hand and pants. "Thanks Bren..."
He laughed breathlessly and licked a bit of his own come off my hand.
"No no no. Thank you," he laughed, licking his lips and pulling my jeans down to my ankles and wrapping his lips around me.
Brendon's POV
I laughed and stroked Ryan's hair as he stared up at me, drowzy-eyed.
"We should go on airplanes more often," I joked.
Ryan smirked and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, so you can moan so fucking loud that a 90-year-old with poor hearing thinks she's in a porno. Mhmm..."
"Well if you hadn't shoved me down your throat-!" The cab driver cleared his throat loudly, glaring at us from the front seat. I looked down to see Ryan smirking widely.
"Oh, shut up," I laughed and tousled his hair.
"HEY!!" he squealed, but I just continued to laugh.
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A/N: TAH-DAHHH!!
My first boisecks!
I feel so proud of myself x3
I'm sorry if you didn't like it, but too bad.
More soon, yup yup.
And no, that summary was NOT a teaser ;DD
<33 Thanks for reading!