The One Thing I Never Expected - Chapter 6
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Ryan/Brendon
POV: 1st, Brendon's
Summary: Ryan is Brendon's best friend, they grew up together. But Ryan is different. An accident when he was a child left him deaf. Brendon has always taken care of Ryan, but now he's starting to care for Ryan in a different way...
Disclaimer: Fiction, I own nothing. It's not real.
Author's Note: Ahh, I'm happy about this chapter. (: Enjoy Ryan and Bden sexytimes. Comments keep the story going! Also, if you have a Tumblr or something similar, please please please share this on there so I can get more people to read! <3
Masterpost
Chapter 6
“Ryan! I swear if you don’t get off me I’m going to tickle you until you die of lack of oxygen!” I giggle.
“Aw, come on, Bren, he just thinks you’re comfy, that’s all!” Gabe yells from the table. We’re at lunch, and Ryan and I are sitting on the grass next to a big tree beside our table. Well, more like I’m lying on the grass, and Ryan is just completely sitting on top of me, cross-legged.
“Yeah, you’re a sucky boyfriend, Brendon. Won’t even let little Ryan sit on you,” Spencer jokes.
“Yeah, Brendon, you suck,” Ryan signs, laughing.
“You wish I did,” I reply cheekily. His face turns red as he stops struggling with me and falls over onto the grass. I die laughing.
“He wishes you did what?” William asks from the table, amused. I can’t answer, I’m laughing too hard. I just shake my head. Ryan is biting his lip, cheeks colored.
“What did you say? You’ve embarrassed the poor boy, Brendon!” Spencer says as he walks over and grabs Ryan by the wrist and pulls him up. “Come on, Ryan, we don’t need Brendon,” he says playfully as he tugs Ryan along to the table.
“Hey! Bring him back here!” I say, laughing. “Get your own Ryan!”
“No!” Spencer laughs.
I get up and sit on the table beside Ryan and give him puppy-eyes and a pout.
“No, Ryan!” Spencer says, “Don’t let him get to you!” Ryan laughs and rolls his eyes as he walks over and plops down into my lap. I smirk at Spencer.
“See, Spence, he can’t resist me,” I say smugly. I go to kiss Ryan, but he ducks his head, smirking. He shakes his head.
“Hah!” Spencer laughs. “Better stop being mean to Ry if you want any action.”
“You’re such a cockblocker, Spencer.” I glare at him for good measure. Ryan seems horrified that I said this, and dies of embarrassment again, shaking his head with his hands covering his face. Everyone’s laughing now. Ryan looks at me and glares. I wink at him and nuzzle my face into his neck, earning a quiet giggle from him.
“Am I forgiven, Ry-Ry?” I pout at him.
He leans in close to my ear and whispers, “Only because you look so fucking sexy today that it’s kind of impossible for me to keep my hands off of you.” My eyes widen. Okay, that was hot. And I really don’t need to get turned on at school, in the middle of lunch. He leans back with a smirk and continues about eating his lunch. Our little exchange must have been obvious, because William and Gabe are stifling laughter.
“Who would’ve thought Ryan would be so seductive,” Gabe smirks. I gape at him.
“I know, right?” William chimes in. “I thought it would be Brendon turning Ryan into a blushing mess, but apparently I was wrong.” I glare at them both.
“So, who’s the girl in the relationship?” Spencer asks. I just about choke on my water I was in the process of drinking. Ryan pats me on the back and looks at me worriedly.
“Spencer!” I yell.
“What? That’s totally a valid question! I mean, you’re gonna have to figure it out sooner or later…if y’know what I’m saying.” Oh my God, kill me right now. This time, Ryan’s the one who nearly chokes, and he just lays his head on the table, gently banging it against the surface over and over as everyone laughs. He raises his head up and looks at me like, I’m going to fall over and die if they don’t shut up.
“I’d say Ryan’s the girl just by looking at them, ‘cause I mean, he is the more feminine of the two.” When he sees Ryan’s offended look he quickly adds, “Not that that’s a bad thing!”
“Yeah, but he clearly is the initiator here,” William muses. “He’s the one who told Brendon he liked him first, he kissed him first, and he asked Brendon to be his boyfriend.”
“Okay, can you guys stop talking about us like we aren’t here?” I shriek. They all laugh at me.
“It’s okay, baby, they’re just trying to annoy us,” Ryan signs, smiling at me. He’s still sitting in my lap, so I lean my head on his shoulder.
I decide to just sign with Ryan, because I feel like ignoring those assholes.
“You called me baby,” I smile lovingly at him.
“Oh…do you not want me to call you that?” he worries. I shake my head and smile.
“No, I love it. It’s adorable. Everything about you is, actually.” He bites his lip and blushes. There. That. He’s so perfect, and just too cute.
“Okay.” He nuzzles my cheek with his nose and kisses my neck softly.
“Hey, stop being secretive! It’s not fair,” Gabe says.
I just giggle and put my arms around Ryan’s tiny waist. He smiles sweetly and leans down to kiss me. It’s soft. His kisses always are. He slides his hand on my back up to hold the back of my neck.
I hear Spencer yell, “Get a room!” but I just smile against Ryan’s lips and continue to kiss him.
“Fucking fags,” a voice snarls. I pull back from Ryan and turn to see Chris. He’s the biggest asshole in the school. He’s one of those stereotypical jocks. I’ve barely ever talked to him, but he’s never had a problem with me before.
“Hey!” Gabe yells. I think he and Chris are sort of friends. “What the hell, man? Don’t talk to them like that.”
“Seriously, Saporta? You hang out with these fags? C’mon, man, you’re better than that.”
“Why don’t you just get the fuck out of here, Chris?” Gabe snaps. “We don’t need assholes like you harassing us.”
Chris looks at Ryan and me. “Do you think everyone wants to see you fags make out? It’s gross, and nobody wants to see it.”
Anger flares up inside me. “Do you think everyone wants to see you straight people make out? It’s gross, and nobody wants to see it,” I mock him. He notices me signing everything I’m saying, and he looks confused.
“What the hell are you doing with your hands?” he looks at Ryan, who was watching me sign, and then he looks back to me and starts laughing.
“Wait, wait. No fucking way. Are you kidding me? You have a deaf boyfriend?” He’s howling with laughter. Now, I’m really angry. I push Ryan off my lap to stand up and beat the shit out of this guy, but Ryan pulls me back down and shakes his head. Chris laughs as he looks at Ryan. “You’re a fag and you’re deaf? God, your life must suck.”
Ryan is trying not to look upset, but he has the beginnings of tears in his eyes. I’m about to get up again, whether Ryan wants me to or not, when suddenly William jumps up and grabs Chris by the collar and slams him against the tree. I’m just thinking holy shit because William is the most non-violent person I know. He rarely gets angry, and he never gets in fights. Chris must be thinking the same thing because he looks absolutely shocked, eyes wide.
“Say one. More. Fucking. Thing about him,” William says in a low growl. He sounds…dangerous. It’s scary. “I fucking dare you.” Chris just stares at him. “That kid,” William says, pointing to Ryan, “is the nicest fucking kid I’ve ever met. He’s the best person I know. And what makes you think you’re better than him, huh? Making fun of him for something that he can’t help? That’s fucking low, even for an asshole like you. Now why don’t you just fuck off? Say one more word to either of them, and I’ll beat the living shit out of you, and I am not playing around,” he finishes, releasing Chris, who scrambles away without another word. William sits back down at the table and continues eating like that never happened.
“Th-thank you,” Ryan speaks very quietly. Everyone looks at him, surprised. William smiles genuinely at him.
“No problem. I know Brendon can take care of you, but if you ever need me, all you have to do is ask.” Ryan nods at him and smiles.
“I’ve never heard him talk before,” says Spencer, gaping.
“We have,” says Gabe, gesturing to himself and William. “But he was high, so it doesn’t really count,” he finishes with a laugh. Ryan laughs too.
He’s still crying. He’s trying to hide his face, but I can see that he is. “Hey guys, we’re gonna go ahead and head to class, see you later,” I say. They all smile and wave. Ryan looks at me confused, but I just smile and tug on his arm to get him to follow me. I lead us to creative writing, which is empty because lunch isn’t over yet, but I wanted to talk to Ryan alone for a minute.
“Are you okay?” I ask once we’re sitting at our table. He shakes his head. I put my hands on either of his cheeks and wipe his tears away. He smiles a little at me.
“I’m so sorry he said those things to you,” I tell him softly.
“Well, they were true,” he replies, sniffling. I shake my head.
“No, they were absolutely not true. I care about you more than anything in the world, Ryan. I would do anything for you. You know that, right?”
He nods his head. “Brendon, you won’t leave me, will you?” I stare at him, because I can’t believe he’d even think that I could ever leave him.
“Of course not! Of course I won’t leave you, baby. M’not sure I could.”
He smiles, and leans in close to me to murmur, “Good, because you’re everything to me.” I feel tears in my eyes. He notices and says, “Why are you crying? Did I do something?”
“No, no. I’m just-I’m so happy. You make me so fucking happy.”
He grins and nods before he leans over and kisses me fiercely. I hear a cough. I snap my head up to see Genevieve smirking at us.
“Um…sorry,” I say sheepishly.
“Mhm,” she says, smirk still in place, and goes about her business.
Once she’s gone, Ryan looks at me and we both start giggling. He leans his head on my shoulder and laces his fingers through mine. I rest my head on top of his.
I used to think that I was happy. But now that I’m with Ryan, I know that that wasn’t what happy felt like. This is. I’m fucking giddy. We’ve only been together for two weeks, but if I had to go back to the way things were, I’d probably be miserable for the rest of my life.
***
“Ow, Ry, you’re pointy,” I giggle. He’s on top of me in my bed, but his elbows keep digging into my sides.
“I’m sorry, but you’re like a cushion!” he says happily.
I feign offense. “Are you calling me fat, Ryan Ross?”
“No, baby, you’re not fat,” he giggles. “But you are comfy,” he says as he plops down onto me. Then he stops laughing and stares at me with those bright eyes. “You’re the best boyfriend ever, you know that?” He smiles sweetly down at me.
I smirk. “Well, I try. I think I deserve a reward, yeah?” I grin widely at him. He bites his lip and gets that seductive glint in his eyes as he nods.
“Yeah, I think you do.” His voice is low and sexy. I know he can’t hear how he sounds, and I don’t even know if he’s meaning to do it but he is, and it’s hot.
He attaches his mouth to my neck and sucks, nipping at it every now and then. He slides his lips around, moving down to my collarbone, biting down softly. I never thought something as simple as this could feel so good. All he’s doing is kissing, biting. But it feels so good, and I’m biting back a moan. He leans up again and connects our lips, kissing me deeply. He slides his tongue in my mouth, licking everywhere, exploring. He kisses me once more before he leans up and tugs on the bottom of my shirt. “Off,” he says, smiling a very sexy smile. I quickly oblige, and then waste no time tearing off his shirt as well. He puts his hands on my chest and runs them down. “Your skin is so smooth,” he mumbles. I smile as I grab his hips and run my thumbs over the bones.
“You know, your hipbones caused all of this,” I tell him indifferently, and he laughs.
“What do you mean?”
“Well…okay, I wasn’t gonna tell you this, like, ever, but you wanna know what really made me first realize I might be gay?” I ask, and he nods.
“That day last month, you know the morning after we watched Silent Hill? Well, when I woke up, you were like, on me, and you were shirtless. I went to take a shower, and I had…well, I was…y’know,” I gesture down to my pants, and he laughs and nods. “And well, all of a sudden I started thinking about how I could see your damn hipbones…and then, that pretty much did it for me. So yeah…” I dart my eyes away, embarrassed.
“Are you telling me that you jerked off in the shower thinking about me?” he asks, holding back laughter.
“Yes! God…shut up.” He smiles at me and starts biting his lip. God, he’s so sexy.
“Well, you shouldn’t feel bad…I used to do that all the time. At least you only did it once.”
“Really?” I ask. I’m a bit surprised. He nods.
“I’ve had a crush on you for a while, Brendon. It’s not something that's new for me,” he says sheepishly.
“How long?”
“Um…like, two years or something.” What? Two years? I wish I would’ve figured out I was gay sooner.
“Two years? Why didn’t you tell me?” I gape at him. He looks at me like I’m an idiot.
“Because I thought you were straight.” He says it like it should be obvious. “But when you told me you were gay, I thought maybe I had a chance, so I decided to tell you.”
“Yeah, not to mention the flirting got pretty intense,” I joke.
“Shut up, and let me continue rewarding you for being an amazing boyfriend,” he says with that sexy look again. I shut up.
He leans back down to kiss me fiercely, tongues tangling together. He makes a small noise in the back of his throat, which turns me on to no end. He trails his hands down to my pants, undoing the button without breaking the kiss. I’m kind of starting to freak out now. Not that I don’t want to do anything with Ryan. I definitely do, I’m just nervous. He seems so confident, and I feel like I’m going to have a heart attack any minute now. He has to be feeling how fast my heart is racing right now.
Once my pants are off, he slinks down to kiss a trail down my stomach. I’m waiting for him to stop and come back up, but he just keeps going down. He stops on my left hipbone and starts biting and sucking on it. I feel one of his hands trailing up my thigh, and then onto my boxers, and then-shit. He. Is touching. My dick. I make a strangled noise, and my breathing comes out short and sporadic. I can feel him smiling against my skin as he slowly pulls my boxers down and off of me completely, tossing them aside. I feel shy and exposed suddenly. I mean, I'm completely naked.
He wraps his long fingers around the base, and I twitch underneath him. “What-what’re you…” I breathe out.
“I told you, I’m rewarding you,” he says, winking at me.
“Ryan, you really don’t have to-"
“I want to. But, you know I’ve never done this before, so I’m sorry if it sucks. No pun intended,” he laughs.
Before I can reply, he leans down and licks a long line up my cock, making me moan pretty loudly. I mean, this is all new to me, so I think I’m allowed to throw composure out the window. He swirls his tongue around the head before he takes it into his mouth, sucking lightly. God, I think this feels better than anything I’ve ever felt in my life. I never knew it felt this good. He starts bobbing his head up and down, taking in a little more each time. He’s incredibly good at this. He should win an award or something.
He darts his eyes up to my face, smiling when he sees the look of pure ecstasy I’m sure I’ve got. “Fuck,” I moan. He’s got more than half of my cock in his mouth right now, swirling his tongue around. He keeps his eyes on my face. “Fuck, Ryan. God, that feels so good.” He takes his mouth off and replaces it with his hand.
“Yeah?” he says, voice low.
“God, yes,” I gasp out.
He moves up and purrs in my ear, “You want me to continue?” I nod frantically. He grins and slinks back down, taking me into his mouth again. This time, he bobs up and down faster, taking almost all of me in. He hollows his cheeks and sucks, hard. He’s turned me into a moaning mess above him.
I feel a familiar heat in the pit of my stomach that tells me I’m close. I tug on his hair, getting his attention. “R-Ryan, Ryan stop, I’m, I’m gonna-" He pulls off and shakes his head.
“I want you to come in my mouth,” he says with a sultry tone. I gape at him, partly because he’s stopped touching me at all and it’s killing me, and partly because of what he just said.
“W-what?” I ask.
“I want you to. I wanna see what it’s like.” He goes back down on me before I can say another word. He’s sucking and licking and it just feels so fucking good, and I can’t hold out anymore.
“Oh, fuck, fuck. Shit. Jesus, Ryan,” I babble. He bobs down one last time before I’m coming in his mouth with a string of profanities and loud moans. He hasn’t taken his mouth off me yet, and I can feel him swallow. And if it weren’t for the fact that I just came, I would come again just by seeing that. He takes his mouth off, and then he does the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. He licks the come off of me that was left. I hiss because it’s sensitive.
He smiles and crawls back up to kiss me. “How was that? Was it alright?” he asks when he pulls back. I start laughing, because was it alright?
“Ryan, that was a fucking lot more than alright. That was so, so fucking…mmm…it was so good, baby.” I kiss him deeply, rolling on top of him. “You are just amazing,” I say. He grins widely.
“I’m glad you liked it,” he giggles. “You know, I always thought that it would taste horrible or something, but it really wasn’t that bad.”
“Yeah, and you licking it off was probably the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” I grin. “I’ll have to keep that memory hidden away for future purposes.”
“Sweetie, you don’t have to jerk off anymore, you’ve got me now,” he says playfully. I lunge at his neck and plant kisses everywhere, making him laugh. When I press myself against him, I can tell that he’s hard. “Well, hello,” I say, giggling. He bites his lip.
I sit up, straddling him, and undo his pants. Then in one swift movement, I pull them down along with his boxers and going on pure instinct, wrap my hand around him, making him gasp. I start moving my hand up and down while I lean down and attach our lips. He brings one hand to knot in my hair, and the other one is scratching at the sheets, balling them up in his fist. I start moving my hand faster until he’s panting in my mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” he breathes. “Fuck, that feels good, Bren.” He’s moaning and panting, thrusting his hips up in time with my hand. He squeezes his eyes shut, his mouth open, moaning again. I love seeing him like this. He’s usually so quiet and sweet. But this…he’s sexy and unadulterated, and just…full of lust.
His body starts to shudder and writhe, and I know he’s about to come. I go even faster, and I lean down and kiss him, swallowing the strangled gasps and moans as he comes on my hand and his stomach. He’s breathing hard, and he pulls me down to kiss him. “That was pretty much the best, ever,” he breathes. I laugh and lie down beside him, putting my hand on his cheek.
“I’m sleepy, let’s take a nap,” I say.
“Okay,” he smiles at me as he pulls me close to him, and snuggles up to my side. “You make everything better, Brendon,” he sighs happily. All I can think about it the boy next to me. Everything that I do and feel is for him.
Fuck, I think I’m in love with him.
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