[pornmas] day 24.

Dec 23, 2010 23:59

Summary: Panic is a girlband/Ryan Ross' harem. Joan Walker fucks Ryan. Yay.


Fandom/Pairings: Bandom; girl!Jon/Ryan
Rating: R.
Pre-Notes: There would be more of the adventures of Panic the girlband if I had time atm.
Disclaimer: They're not girls.
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past even these extremes
Panic is a girl band. At least, that's what most people will tell you if you ask them. If you ask Joan Walker, though, Panic is Ryan Ross' little harem. She's perfectly happy to be a part of Ryan Ross' harem, because he's fucking hot and hung and he loves her best. He loves Joan more than Brendon with her ass and Spencer with her hips because Ryan Ross knows a good thing when he has one and Joan Walker is an amazing thing.

According to Ryan, Joan also smells like Christmas, but Ryan was kind of stoned when he said that so Joan's not sure how seriously to take that.

It might have something to do with the sugar cookies. Because, see, Joan is kind of a sucker for sugar cookies and Brendon is a sucker for cookies in general and Spencer kinds of likes what Brendon likes, so there's pretty much always sugar cookies either in catering or on the bus. It's part of Ryan's evil plan to keep Joan from being stolen by another band and/or going back to The Academy Is... and making out with Tom Conrad some more. Ryan is kind of a posessive asshole like that sometimes.

They all sleep together in different combinations at different times, but most of the time Joan and Ryan fuck and Spencer fucks Brendon. It has less to do with them not loving each other to bits and pieces and more to do with respective kinks. Spencer and Joan are both too controlling to do anything beyond have rough and messy sex where they're both fighting for control (which is cool every once in a while, but usually both Joan and Spencer are ridiculously sore and beat up after they fuck). Brendon and Ryan are both softies, but Brendon likes her hair pulled, hard and unrelenting, and Ryan likes to be pinned down.

They fit together better like that: Joan and Ryan, Spencer and Brendon. They fit together better like that because Joan likes eating the sugar cookies, licking her fingers for stray crumbs and sugar, and Ryan likes licking the taste out of her mouth. Sometimes Spencer will feed Joan cookies, smirking at Ryan as Joan licks at her fingers, sucks them into her mouth and swirls her tongue around them. Spencer is a little bit evil like that, honestly.

After times like that, Ryan always kisses her fiercely, like she's the only way he'll ever be able to breathe, like Joan is the only person in the world. Joan will laugh, a little low and throaty, before straddling Ryan and pushing him back. He goes easily, falling back onto the couch, and Joan rocks down on him. Ryan always rocks back up.

She'll take one of the cookies, hold it in her mouth, and lean down. Ryan takes a bite and chews, Joan flicking the rest of it into her mouth and eating it before leaning down again and kissing Ryan. He makes needy, wanting noises, and Joan will smile before unbuttoning his pants and wrapping a hand around him, pumping while she sheds her underwear. Ryan usually kicks off his pants, underwear and all, before Joan moves to straddle him again, rolling on a condom before she sinks down lower lower lower, until Ryan's gasping and Joan's circling her fingers around Ryan's wrists and moving them to hold over his head.

Joan fucks Ryan like that holding him down and kissing him, licking into his mouth for stray traces of sugar.

It's fast and unapologetic, Joan riding Ryan and holding onto his wrists, but that's the way it always is. Spencer is probably doing the same thing to Brendon somewhere, feeding her sugary confections and then fucking her brains out. Ryan makes a broken noise and Joan leans down to whisper in his ear.

"Ryan. Ryan, come on."

Ryan makes another broken noise and then he's arching up and oh thrusting deeper into Joan. She gasps, fingers tightening around Ryan's wrists and clenching around Ryan. He bucks up once, twice, and then he's coming and fuck fuck fuck Joan is too.

She collapses onto Ryan for a moment, just breathing for a moment, before she gingerly gets off.

"You okay, Ross?"
"Yeah," he says after a second, "I just need to get up and toss the condom. In a minute."
Joan laughs, "Okay. You want aspirin and water?"
"You are my favorite, Joan Walker."
"You're kind of my favorite too," Joan tosses a smile over her shoulder and walks out, "but only when Brendon is otherwise occupied."

There's an indignant noise from behind her, and Joan laughs as she walks to the front of the bus to get Ryan some aspirin and water.
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Postit-Notes: blargh.

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