The One Thing I Never Expected - Chapter 8
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Ryan/Brendon (Gabe/William)
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: Guys, I’m having horrible writer’s block with this story. I have a million different ideas as to what I’m going to do with it, but I feel like you’re getting bored with it, and it just feels like fluff. -le sigh.- Also, I know it’s taken me ten million years to update this, but that’s only because I got grounded and couldn’t upload it. I’m sorry! Don’t hate me. :c
Masterpost
Chapter 8
“Um…we should go shower?” I ask Ryan with a playful smirk. He doesn’t answer, just bites his lip and nods, grabbing my hand and tugging me along to the bathroom. I know I probably shouldn’t be nervous about this, but I mean, we’ve never both been completely naked together. We haven’t done a lot either, just that one blowjob he gave me and the dry humping that just occurred on my bed. Also, my mother could wake up at any minute. The last thing she needs to see is Ryan and I in the shower together doing God knows what. It does kinda make it more fun though, knowing we could get caught. Adrenaline rush and whatnot.
"Brendon,” Ryan says, waving his hand in front of my face. “Are you getting in or not?” It seems that while I was focused on my inner monologue, Ryan succeeded in getting all his clothes off and is already in the shower, smiling shyly.
“Oh, yeah, sorry,” I mumble before stripping and joining him. Now we’re both just kinda standing there. Well, this is awkward. I don’t really know what to do with myself now.
Ryan suddenly starts giggling. I shoot him a confused look. “We’re naked in the shower together,” he laughs out. And he’s supposed to be the older, more mature one here. I swear sometimes he makes me feel like I’m taking advantage of a child.
“Amazing observation skills,” I reply dryly. He rolls his eyes before walking toward me, backing me against the shower wall. He lets his eyes wander down and then back up my body, completely shameless. He runs his hands along my sides before resting one on my hip and the other behind my neck, pulling me in for a soft kiss. As soon as our lips touch, I can feel him smile. I smile too, and now we probably look like a couple of smiling idiots, but I don’t care. It’s getting really steamy in the bathroom, and I realize how hot we have the water. All the steam just makes the kiss even hotter. Ryan presses harder against my mouth before he flicks his tongue over my bottom lip. I open my mouth at the same time he does, and then our tongues are furiously twisting together, not really fighting for dominance, just rubbing against each other. Ryan makes a noise in his throat as he continues to deepen the kiss, but somehow keeping it soft at the same time. It’s getting hard to breathe with all the steam, so we pull back to get some air. Ryan wastes no time attaching himself to my neck, though. I’ve grown to love him doing that. I don’t know what it is about my neck, but he loves it. The way he’s sucking gently on the most sensitive skin there has me writhing. He sucks, nips at it, and then gently licks over it. He moves back up my jaw to my lips, kissing me once more before pulling back. “Do you even like that? I do it all the time, and I never thought to ask you if you even like it,” he asks. Have I not made it clear how much I like it? I thought I had.
“Fuck yes, I like it,” I answer immediately. “I love it. It turns me on,” I say in a low voice.
“Yeah?” he asks seductively. “Does it feel good?” He’s practically purring in my ear now. I just swallow and nod. He smiles before going back to sucking on my neck, way harder this time. I moan loudly. Even though he can’t hear it, I know he can feel the vibrations against my throat, because he smiles. He pushes his body against mine, and I become aware of a problem we both have. We just got off like, ten minutes ago on my bed, and we’re already at it again. Jesus. I can already tell we’re going to be like rabbits. I’m not complaining, though.
I realize Ryan is completely taking control right now, and we can’t have that, now can we? I push my body against his until I’m off the wall, and I guide him toward the water, so we’re standing under it, and then I gently push him against the opposite wall before sliding down onto my knees in front of him. I’m trying to look like I know what I’m doing here, but I’m freaking out on the inside. Sure, I’ve thought about doing this loads of times, but it’s way different when you’re actually going through with it. I glance up at Ryan to see him looking at me wide-eyed with his mouth open. It’s suddenly hits me how much I want to do this, and not just to make Ryan feel good; it turns me on, thinking about having him in my mouth. And with the way he looks right now, all flushed and sexier than I’ve ever seen him, it’s not hard to disregard any lingering hesitation. He’s got his hands tangled in my hair, anticipating what I’m about to do. He’s never had this done before, so if I can do it half as good as he did, then he’s about to have quite a nice surprise.
I decide to tease him a bit first, bringing my mouth to his left hipbone, gently nipping at it before sucking on it, probably leaving a mark. Good. They’re mine. I flick my tongue over the soft skin below his belly button, mouthing at it until he starts to make anxious noises above me. I meet his gaze and smile, and before I have time to rethink it, I grab his cock and lick over the head, not breaking eye contact with him. He makes the tiniest of noises, and his breath hitches. I wrap my lips around him and slide all the way down until he hits the back of my throat. I suck hard once before quickly pulling off.
“Hey, remember when I figured out I didn’t have a gag reflex and you called me a freak for it? Bet you’ve changed your mind about that, haven’t you?” I ask with my eyebrow raised. I quickly pick up where I left off, sucking harder this time.
“Nnghh,” is all I hear from Ryan. He’s making these kind of choking noises, but when I glance at his face, the look on it is pure bliss, so I know I’m doing it right. I pick up the pace and hollow my cheeks, flicking my tongue over the head every time I go back down. “Mm, Bren- fuck, oh fuck,” Ryan moans, breathing becoming more sporadic. His eyes are closed now. He’s pulling on my hair, trying to tug my head away, and I know he’s about to come. But I want to do for him what he did for me, so I just grab his wrists and pin them against the wall while I continue to work my mouth around him. The sounds he’s making now are downright obscene. And they’re going straight to my cock. Suddenly, he cries out, hips jerking as he comes in hot spurts in my mouth. I jump and choke on it a little, but it isn’t as bad as I thought it would be. I work him through his orgasm before gently pulling off and placing sweet, feathery kisses to his stomach.
“God, I just. You’re so. Fuck,” he breathes. I smile softly before standing up and attaching our lips.
“I know,” I say after pulling back. “So are you.” The smile he gives me puts the sun to shame.
***
“So let me get this straight. You, Gabriel Saporta, have sworn off dating?” William asks Gabe at lunch a couple of weeks later, voice full of skepticism. Gabe strolled over a few minutes before, looking rather irritated after being dumped yet again by his latest fascination, Amanda. I think we’re all finding this no dating thing a bit hard to believe, since I really can’t recall a time where Gabe hasn’t had some sort of girlfriend. It’s unheard of.
“Yes, Bill. You just do not understand,” Gabe huffs. “I’m so sick of all these girls fucking doing this to me! I mean, am I really that horrible?” his voice falters at that last word, and for once, Gabe is being completely serious. No joking around; he’s upset.
“Gabe,” William says softly. “Hey, come on. There isn’t anything wrong with you. It’s just. Maybe you haven’t found the right person yet, you know? Think of it like this. All of these bad relationships you’ve had,” Gabe winces at that, “they’re just bad because they aren’t right.” Gabe seems to think about that for a minute. William actually does make a lot of sense. I can already see that he’s made Gabe feel better. He’s the only one that can.
“Well, still. I’m not doing it anymore. I can’t do it anymore. I genuinely like these girls, y’know? Everyone thinks that just because I go from one girl to the next that I don’t care about ‘em. But I do. And it fucking sucks when they drop me just when I’ve really started to be happy.” Gabe sort of looks like a sad puppy. It’s heartbreaking.
“And what about our group date, guys?” Gabe continues wearily. “I was really looking forward to that, and now I can’t go.” God, I can’t take anymore sad Gabe.
“Of course you can still go, dude,” I say. “It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a date.” He scoffs with a disbelieving look.
“You’re kidding, right? I’d be like a…” he stops and counts on his fingers, “like a seventh wheel!” he whines. A few days ago we had decided that we’d all go on a big group date together; Me and Ryan, William and Lana, Gabe and Amanda, and Spencer and his girlfriend Haley.
“No you won’t, you can just be my date!” William chirps happily. Ryan raises an eyebrow at him and he makes a face back.
“Uh, what?” Gabe says. “Dude, have you forgotten all about the little brunette by the name of Lana that you’ve been obsessed with for months?” Will looks a little embarrassed.
“Um. I kind of…ended things. With her,” he says awkwardly. There’s a chorus of ‘why’s’, and William huffs. “Because, it turns out we just…don’t really fit as well as I had originally thought. I just. She’s not the person I think I should be with.” He says it strangely; almost carefully, like he does have an idea who he should be with. He glances at me, briefly, but meaningfully. I take that as ‘we’ll talk later.’
“Oh,” Gabe says briefly. William nods.
“Yeah, so like. We can just go together…since. Since, y’know. We both don’t have dates now.”
“Um, sure, yeah. Okay,” Gabe smiles. Something’s going on here, I think while narrowing my eyes and glancing quickly back and forth between the pair. I hastily lose my train of thought when I get a whiff of vanilla and suddenly I’m enveloped by Ryan’s thin arms and I feel his face pressing into the side of my neck.
“Oh, hi there,” I smile at him. I think he feels like I haven’t been giving him enough attention today. Most people would call him clingy, but I know he only does it because it’s me and he knows I like it. Spencer starts to tell me about how his weekend with Haley went, and I’m listening, I really am.
Ryan makes a soft “mmph,” sound and continues to nuzzle into my neck until the nuzzles turn into nibbles, and then the nibbles turn into kisses. By now, I’m just trying to stay coherent enough to listen to what Spencer is saying to me, but it’s kind of hard what with Ryan pretty much molesting my neck at this point. Not that I mind or anything. I can feel my eyes start to flutter a little, and a little whining noise escapes my throat. William and Gabe are giggling.
“For God’s sake, Ryan!” Spencer yells. “This is a public school, not a motel room!” Ryan has his eyes closed, so he doesn’t see, but I start to laugh, so Ryan glances up to see Spencer flailing his arms about, yelling, “Seriously, can you not wait for two more hours until you get home?! I wasn’t aware that Brendon was that irresistible, Jesus Christ, I’m trying to have a conversation here!” Ryan smiles apologetically, not meaning it one bit, and settles for just leaning his head on my shoulder and paying attention to Spencer, but he keeps his arms wrapped firmly around my middle, and I sling my arm around his shoulders.
“Fuck, I’d thought after a month of them being together, they would’ve calmed down a bit by now,” Gabe says, laughter still in his voice. “I bet you guys go at it like rabbits.”
“No, they haven’t had sex yet,” William states with a shrug. I scoff at him.
“And how would you know?” I ask.
“Because, Brendon Urie, you and Ryan Ross are both innocent little blushing virgins, and the minute that changes, you’ll both be acting a bit less sweet and a bit more lusty.” Ryan looks at William incredulously and I just gape.
“Not that you aren’t all over each other now,” Will continues, “but like I said, it’s all sweet, lovey-dovey stuff. Once you guys have sex, you’re going to be jumping each other’s bones every five minutes,” he smirks at us.
“God help us all when that happens,” Spencer says in a bitchy tone.
“Oh, you can pretend you think we’re disgusting as much as you want, Spence, but you know we’re adorable." Ryan nods his agreement solemnly before smiling and kissing my nose.
“Aww! Spencer, how can you not find them cute? They’re so perfect together and…and fucking puppies have nothing on them!” Gabe gushes. He’s worse than chicks when it comes to romance.
“Whatever,” Spencer grumbles, but if I’m not mistaken, I can see his lips twitch up just a little.
“Where’s Jon?” I ask.
“Pfft, he’s ‘sick’ again,” says Spencer, smirking. It’s not like Jon and I are that close anyway, but he always makes Spencer less bitchy, so I like it better when he’s around.
Ryan suddenly leans forward and quickly licks my cheek. “Ugh! Gross!” I yelp, but I’m smiling.
“Well, I had to get your attention somehow,” he signs.
“What? And you couldn’t just, oh I dunno, tap my shoulder?” He shakes his head, grinning.
“Anyway, I think we should all skip the rest of our classes and go to the movies.”
“You guys up for skipping?”
***
Fuck Ryan and his fucking horror movie obsession. Who wants to see a horror movie at one in the afternoon on a Thursday anyway? Ryan, apparently. Most people would think that him being as shy and skittish as he is, that he wouldn’t like scary things. But no, he loves them. Ryan really isn’t as weak as people think he is. It’s just people he doesn’t like facing. But other things he can deal with just fine. People scare him, and he has trust issues because of his dad, but he’s really not all that innocent. He’s self-conscious because he thinks people are always laughing at him. It’s the cute little exterior that gives the impression that he’s weak. He’s not violent at all, but I’ve seen him when he’s truly angry, and honestly, it’s scary.
He’s perfectly content at the moment, though; skipping along happily to go buy our tickets. He insisted that he gets to pay this time. He hates when I pay because it makes him feel like a girl, so we’ve worked out a system where we take turns. Spencer didn’t come with us, because he has an important test or something, so it’s just the four of us. Gabe runs off to the bathroom, and then suddenly I’m bombarded with a worried-looking William.
“God, Brendon, I am so, so screwed.” I just look at him blankly, clearly not understanding until he huffs and continues. “Did you miss that look I gave you at lunch?”
“Oh, that’s what this is about? What is it, then?” I ask. He actually looks really stressed, and I’m curious as to what’s wrong.
“Shit, I don’t know what to do! Okay, so you want to know the real reason I stopped going out with Lana?” I nod slowly. “Because, she. She fucking knew. And I didn’t even know, but she did. And how crazy is that, you know? Like, it took me forever to realize, but now. I think I might. And I don’t know what to do. But suddenly it all makes sense!” My eyes are getting wider and wider as he goes on, because I have no fucking idea what he is saying right now. My eyebrows are scrunched and my mouth is twisted and I’m probably looking at him like he’s a crazy person, which, hello, he obviously is.
“William. Breathe. Okay, now would you care to explain to me what the fuck you just said?” He looks pained at having to tell me whatever he wants to tell me; and also like he’s torn between spilling it and just running away.
“I’m talking about Gabe!” he yell-whispers, his eyes huge and confused. I’m still not understanding, so he lets out an exasperated sigh and takes a deep breath. “I…I like him, Bren,” he says, looking at the floor.
My eyes get huge when I realize that he means ‘like’ as in more-than-a-friend. “Holy shit, Will. I…how long?”
“You know how you said you think you’ve always had feelings for Ryan, but you just never realized it?” I nod. “Well…yeah,” he says softly.
“Oh,” I breathe. “Wait, so why are you screwed?” He looks at me wildly.
“Because, Bren. Gabe is the straightest guy I know!” I take a second to realize that this means William likes guys. I wonder how long he’s known that. I ask him and he looks a bit sheepish. “Um. Well. I’ve never really been one for labels. I like people based on their individual personalities, not their gender. I’ve liked a couple of guys before. Remember Travis?” I do remember him. He went to our school last year, and he was hot. Suddenly, I realize what William just said about Gabe, and I burst out in loud laughter, earning a confused glare from Will.
“Dude, dude,” I laugh out. “Gabe is the straightest guy you know? I’m straighter than him and I had Ryan’s dick in my mouth last night.” I laugh harder when William’s mouth drops open at that little piece of information. He gives in and starts laughing too, though.
“Yeah, you have a point there. He absolutely freaks out about you and Ryan.” Then his face twists into a frown. “But…you know how he's always with girls. There’s no chance for me.”
“You never know, Will. Gabe could-"
“Gabe could what?” Gabe chimes in, back from the bathroom, smiling happily. He sure has cheered up since earlier.
“Nothing,” William says quickly, smiling.
“So, Bilvy, is this our pre-group date first date?” Gabe grins. William smiles shyly and looks away. I turn around to look for Ryan just as he’s making his way back over, and some guy nearly runs him over.
“Oh! I am so sorry!” The guys says. Ryan just smiles politely and starts to walk again, but the guy stops him. He’s smiling a little too much at Ryan, and I don’t like it. “So…what’s your name?” he grins.
“Uh, Ryan, everything okay?” I say as well as sign once I’m by Ryan’s side. He immediately steps closer to me, clearly begging me with his eyes to make the guy go away, but I don’t think the guy gets it.
“So, Ryan, is it then? I’m Aaron,” he continues, clearly ignoring my existence. “You should, uh. If I give you my number, would you call me?” What an asshole. He has to see that we’re together.
“Uh, excuse me? Yeah, hi, I’m Brendon, his boyfriend. Fuck off.” Aaron merely looks annoyed, as if I’m the one intruding here.
“Dude, chill. He can answer for himself.”
“If you don’t back the fuck off, you’re going to regret it later. Now, I’m trying to have a nice time with my boyfriend at the movies, and I’d really rather not get kicked out for beating the shit out of you,” I say in a low voice. I had stepped closer and closer to him with every word, and he looks a little scared, but tries to look skeptical.
“Good luck with your controlling, possessive asshole boyfriend,” he snarls to Ryan before walking off. I turn around expecting to see Ryan looking worried, but he’s looking at me like I hung the moon or something. A smile spreads across his face slowly.
“Oh, you are so getting some when we get home,” he says quietly. I beam at him.
“Aww!” I hear from behind us and immediately roll my eyes. Gabe must have been watching. “Brendon, protective boyfriend suits you well.”
“Thanks,” I grimace at him, and he pokes his tongue out. William is staring longingly at Gabe and I wonder if he’s always been this obvious. Then I wonder if I was always that obvious about Ryan. I know exactly how Will feels right now, but I still think I could be right about Gabe maybe feeling the same way. I’ll find out, one way or another.
***
“Fucking hell, Ryan!” William says loudly in the theater. This movie is way too scary for anyone’s except Ryan’s liking. I sign to him what William said and he giggles, and to my surprise, talks to William. “Calm down, you’re acting like a little girl,” he says quietly. William huffs and flicks him on the nose, causing Ryan to pout and complain to me. I baby him and kiss his nose where William flicked it, and glare playfully at William.
“William!” Gabe yelps. “Hold my hand, or I’m going to die.” I laugh at him and William turns red before carefully taking Gabe’s hand and twisting their fingers together. Suddenly, Ryan whines and tugs on my sleeve. I look at him and raise an eyebrow. He isn’t paying attention to the movie anymore, he’s just looking at me with that look. The look that means that he just wants to touch me. He lifts up the armrest between us and carefully crawls into my lap, making me splutter a little. There are people in here. Well, not very many. Most of the other people are near the bottom rows and we’re at the top, but still. Ryan doesn’t seem to care, though, as he’s placing light kisses on my collarbone and smiling into my skin.
“Dude, are they gonna start fucking, like, right here?!” Gabe says, not really successful in whispering. William just laughs and says, “I told you, they aren’t fucking yet.” He looks at us and then adds, “But it looks like they will be very soon,” causing Gabe to giggle. Ryan looks over at them and William winks, giving him a thumbs up. Gabe whistles and says, “Get some!” I’m really just trying to not make noises, because Ryan has his hand up my shirt and is sitting on my lap. It’s really awkward with Will and Gabe right beside us, but there’s no stopping Ryan when he gets like this.
I pull back to look at Ryan and whisper, “Can’t you control yourself?” playfully. He leans down to my ear and whispers back.
“Hey, this is your fault. You just had to wear those jeans today. I can’t help it that they make it impossible to not stare at your ass.” He then continues kissing my neck and running his hand up and down my stomach under my shirt. I finally give in and put my hands on his hips, tightening my grip when he leans up to kiss me.
And we spend the rest of the movie like that. Making out. By the time it’s over, Ryan lifts his head up, looking dazed, and grins at a snickering Gabe and a giggling William.
“God, it was impossible to concentrate on the movie when there was live porn happening right beside me for two hours,” William jokes.
“Hey, how come I didn’t get any action, Bilvy?” Gabe pouts. “Brendon gets all the action.” I grin while William ducks his head, blushing.
“If you want action, come get it,” he says to Gabe, who looks surprised. Usually, William never plays along with Gabe’s sexual jokes, so I think maybe Gabe knows he isn’t joking. He just smirks and continues to walk, leaving Gabe gaping.
“Well? I believe you just got an invitation,” I say, laughing as I tug Ryan along with me.
“Bren, do you think your mom would let Gabe and William sleep over tonight?” Ryan signs to me.
"A sleepover?" I laugh.
“Oh my God! How have we not had a sleepover yet?!” Gabe says excitedly. “Bilvy! Call our moms and tell them we’re staying at Brendon’s to have a sleepover!” he gushes as he runs after William.
Oh yeah, he’s totally one hundred percent straight.
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