FIC: Make This Last
I'm taking my comprehensive exam tomorrow, so instead of studying I'm writing porn. I'm stressed, what can I say?
Make This Last
Always a girl!Spencer/Jon
NC-17
2000 words
Disclaimer: not true
It’s been three weeks since Spencer and Jon starting fooling around and they haven’t had a lot of time alone together seeing as how they are on tour and constantly chaperoned by Ryan and Brendon. Jon honestly expected trouble from Ryan for messing around with Spencer, she’s been friends with him since they were kids and he knows Ryan thinks of her like his sister. But Ryan has been pretty cool about the whole thing so far. It’s just that Brendon and Ryan are always there, catching them making out in the kitchen and that one time Ryan walked in and Jon had his hand up Spencer’s shirt was mortifying, at least for Jon, it didn’t seem to faze Spencer at all.
But it’s been almost four days since they had sex and now they are dying to be alone. It’s finally a hotel night, not a bus night and they are going to have sex in an actual bed and they can’t stop touching each other. Ryan and Brendon are totally aware of what’s going on and just to be fuckheads they refuse to give Spencer and Jon any time alone at all. They have a long drive before they get to the hotel, so they decide to watch a movie in the lounge, but Ryan and Brendon squeeze in beside Jon and Spencer on the couch and they can’t even play footsie without someone seeing.
Jon, being the smooth motherfucker he is, grabs the blanket they have hanging on the back of the couch and shares it with Spencer. Brendon tries to grab a corner for himself but Spencer smacks his hands away. He pouts, but Spencer is mean when she wants to be, so he doesn’t try again. Jon props his bare feet on the coffee table and Spencer does the same so the blanket is tented over their legs. At first they are just holding hands under the blanket until Jon is sure that Ryan and Brendon are completely engrossed in watching The Dark Knight then he slips his hand up Spencer’s thigh slowly so she doesn’t react too much and give them away. Her breath hitches just slightly, but the movie is turned up loud and no one notices. Spencer gives Jon a sideways glance that could be a warning, but Jon ignores her and moves his hand up just a little more, so that his pinky is just barely touching between her legs. Jon holds his breath for a minute, because he’s not sure what Spencer is going to do, slap his hand away or jump up off the couch red-faced and pissed at him. But all she does is take a slow, deep breath, and move her legs apart just a little more.
Jon feels his heart pounding in his chest and at that same moment he feels Ryan shifting next to him on the couch and for a second he wonders what in the hell he thinks he’s doing. But then he does it anyway, he moves his hand up to the waist of her sleeping pants and pushes just the tips of his fingers under the waistband. Brendon laughs out loud at something on the screen at just the right time, and Spencer’s gasp is drowned out. Spencer gives Jon another dirty look but doesn’t try to stop him. She leans back a little into the couch and spreads her legs a little bit more. It’s so smooth, Jon is sure no one thinks she’s doing anything but getting comfortable. He slides his hand into her pants and just rests it there, not moving, just feeling her warmth and the soft scratch of hair. Spencer is maybe a little flushed, but Ryan and Brendon are both staring straight ahead at the screen so Jon feels a little brave and slides one finger down. He finds her clit and just leaves his finger right there where she’s, god, so hot and wet for him already. He doesn’t move his finger, not yet, just presses softly against her. He doesn’t want to turn to look at her, but he can hear her breathing faster and he knows if he did turn to look she’d be flushed all the way down her neck. He doesn’t move and he doesn’t move, but holds his finger there until she shifts against him a little, her hips thrusting up a little like she can’t help it. Jon shifts his own legs a little, makes it look like it was just more innocent shifting around on the couch, but he starts rubbing her clit, just a little. Just rubs up and down, very slowly, moving more of her wetness around, getting his finger slick. Then he starts flicking his finger back and forth over her clit, slower and softer than he knows she likes, trying to keep his movements under the blankets from being obvious.
He keeps his finger moving, slipping around and over her clit as soft and slow as he can and keeps doing it for a long time, face turned towards the movie the whole time. When he does finally sneak a look at Spencer she’s flushed but watching the movie too, or pretending to. She’s breathing a little fast and her nostrils are flared in that way that Jon is very familiar with, that means she’s really turned on. He can’t help it, that look on her face makes him crazy, so he rubs a little harder for just a second and she gasps. Brendon turns to her and says, “I thought you’d seen this already.” Spencer turns to face Brendon and elbows Jon a little, probably to make him stop, but there's no way he can stop touching her now. He stops moving his finger though, just holds it there and feels her pulse beating in her clit.
“I have seen it already, but that part is creepy, ok?” Spencer sounds a little out of breath, but Brendon doesn’t seem to notice, just starts teasing Spencer about being jumpy until she punches him and he shuts up and rubs his leg.
“Mean, Spencer, you’re so mean.” Brendon carries on for a minute about drummer arms and her super powerful punches until Ryan tells him to shut up and watch the damn movie.
Spencer rolls her eyes at Brendon and says sorry under her breath and Brendon obviously forgives her and puts his head on her shoulder and snuggles closer.
“You’re still not getting any of my blanket, Brendon,” which just makes him pout again.
Jon waits until everyone is looking at the screen before he starts moving his finger again. He hears Spencer inhale sharply but doesn’t look at her, doesn’t stop either, just flicks his finger against her clit a little faster than before. He feels her legs trembling a little but doesn’t slow down until he feels her legs tense up and then he just stops. Jon’s pretty sure she was close to coming and he’s not sure Spencer will be able to hide that response, not with Brendon curled up into her side. He sees Ryan glance over at them, a weird look on his face, but Jon just ignores him. Spencer doesn’t seem to notice, she’s taking long deep breaths in through her nose and out through her mouth like he’s seen her do when she’s doing yoga with Brendon. Jon waits until her breathing seems normal and starts moving his hand again. Spencer jumps a little, jostling Brendon who just laughs at her and rides it out.
“That part wasn’t even scary, Spencer, jeez.”
Spencer totally ignores him, apparently too focused on what’s going on under the blanket right now to respond. Jon keeps moving his finger back and forth until he feels her start to tense up again, much sooner this time than the last and stops moving. She exhales hard and reaches over and pinches Jon hard on the thigh and ow, fuck, Brendon’s right, she’s so mean. He slowly moves his hand out of her pants but leaves his hand resting between her legs over her sleep pants until the movie is over and they are finally, finally at the hotel.
Spencer gets up on shaky legs and starts getting her stuff together for the hotel. She gives Jon a dark look as he passes her to go to his own bunk to grab his bag. He just grins his most obnoxious grin at her and gets his own punch in the arm.
It seems like the longest walk ever up to the hotel and the ride up the elevator is even longer. When Zack hands them their room keys Spencer grabs Jon’s arm and pulls him down the hall without a word, making Ryan and Brendon laugh. Spencer turns around just long enough to flip them off which just makes them laugh harder.
Jon swears he’s only had enough time to shut the door and turn around and yet somehow Spencer is already naked when he looks, and then she’s pulling at his clothes and getting his shirt caught on his ears and he can’t stop laughing. Spencer’s not laughing though, she looks deadly serious as she opens his jeans and pulls them down over his legs.
“Stop laughing and get naked, you fucking tease. I’m seriously going to get you back for that shit on the couch, you realize that, right? God, what if Brendon figured it out, you fucker and Ryan was giving me looks like he knew, and fuck Jon, get your fucking pants off now!”
Jon sits down on the bed and helps her get his pants off, finally, then grabs her and pulls her on top of him.
“God, you were so hot, Spencer, trying so hard to be still and quiet. So hot, fuck.” Jon rolls them over so Spencer is under him and pulls her arms over her head.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” Jon says and Spencer bites her lip and moans. He lets her go just long enough to roll a condom on and then pulls her arms right back up and slides into her, making them both groan. He fucks her slowly, rolling his hips against her, loving the way her hips hitch up to meet his thrusts. She’s so wet, god, she’s soaked all the way down her thighs and it’s so fucking hot, she’s so turned on and he did that, he made her wet like that.
She’s trying to pull her hands out his grip, so he lets her, but when her hand goes right down between her legs he stops her and pulls her hands back up over her head and pushes them down firmly. Spencer groans in protest and tries to pull away but Jon just kisses her quiet and says “No, like this. I want you to come like this, you can do it, Spencer, just like this.” Jon keeps fucking her at the same pace, pushing into her and against her clit with each slow, long slide in. It’s slower than she usually likes, but she’s tossing her head against the pillow and moaning every time he hits the right spot inside and snapping her hips up to meet his on every thrust.
“God, Jon, please, come on, I want to come, please.”
“You can come, just like this, come on Spencer, come for me.” She’s shaking her head no, no, like she can’t possibly, and Jon knows, he knows she usually needs a finger on her clit to come when he fucks her but he just keeps fucking her at the same slow pace until she’s shaking and her legs come up around his hips and he slips in a little deeper than before and god, he can’t help it, it fucks her a little harder, a little faster and she’s tight around him and tense all over and she comes and comes and clenches so tight around him he feels like she’s pulling his orgasm out of him and he comes so hard he thinks he might have passed out for a second, because next thing he knows his face is buried in her neck and he’s collapsed on top of her.
He rolls to the side so he’s not crushing Spencer anymore and pulls her close. Her eyes are closed and he kisses her on the nose, then finds her mouth and kisses her softly, sliding his tongue against hers. She opens her eyes and says, “I’m still going to get you back.”
Make This Last
Always a girl!Spencer/Jon
NC-17
2000 words
Disclaimer: not true
It’s been three weeks since Spencer and Jon starting fooling around and they haven’t had a lot of time alone together seeing as how they are on tour and constantly chaperoned by Ryan and Brendon. Jon honestly expected trouble from Ryan for messing around with Spencer, she’s been friends with him since they were kids and he knows Ryan thinks of her like his sister. But Ryan has been pretty cool about the whole thing so far. It’s just that Brendon and Ryan are always there, catching them making out in the kitchen and that one time Ryan walked in and Jon had his hand up Spencer’s shirt was mortifying, at least for Jon, it didn’t seem to faze Spencer at all.
But it’s been almost four days since they had sex and now they are dying to be alone. It’s finally a hotel night, not a bus night and they are going to have sex in an actual bed and they can’t stop touching each other. Ryan and Brendon are totally aware of what’s going on and just to be fuckheads they refuse to give Spencer and Jon any time alone at all. They have a long drive before they get to the hotel, so they decide to watch a movie in the lounge, but Ryan and Brendon squeeze in beside Jon and Spencer on the couch and they can’t even play footsie without someone seeing.
Jon, being the smooth motherfucker he is, grabs the blanket they have hanging on the back of the couch and shares it with Spencer. Brendon tries to grab a corner for himself but Spencer smacks his hands away. He pouts, but Spencer is mean when she wants to be, so he doesn’t try again. Jon props his bare feet on the coffee table and Spencer does the same so the blanket is tented over their legs. At first they are just holding hands under the blanket until Jon is sure that Ryan and Brendon are completely engrossed in watching The Dark Knight then he slips his hand up Spencer’s thigh slowly so she doesn’t react too much and give them away. Her breath hitches just slightly, but the movie is turned up loud and no one notices. Spencer gives Jon a sideways glance that could be a warning, but Jon ignores her and moves his hand up just a little more, so that his pinky is just barely touching between her legs. Jon holds his breath for a minute, because he’s not sure what Spencer is going to do, slap his hand away or jump up off the couch red-faced and pissed at him. But all she does is take a slow, deep breath, and move her legs apart just a little more.
Jon feels his heart pounding in his chest and at that same moment he feels Ryan shifting next to him on the couch and for a second he wonders what in the hell he thinks he’s doing. But then he does it anyway, he moves his hand up to the waist of her sleeping pants and pushes just the tips of his fingers under the waistband. Brendon laughs out loud at something on the screen at just the right time, and Spencer’s gasp is drowned out. Spencer gives Jon another dirty look but doesn’t try to stop him. She leans back a little into the couch and spreads her legs a little bit more. It’s so smooth, Jon is sure no one thinks she’s doing anything but getting comfortable. He slides his hand into her pants and just rests it there, not moving, just feeling her warmth and the soft scratch of hair. Spencer is maybe a little flushed, but Ryan and Brendon are both staring straight ahead at the screen so Jon feels a little brave and slides one finger down. He finds her clit and just leaves his finger right there where she’s, god, so hot and wet for him already. He doesn’t move his finger, not yet, just presses softly against her. He doesn’t want to turn to look at her, but he can hear her breathing faster and he knows if he did turn to look she’d be flushed all the way down her neck. He doesn’t move and he doesn’t move, but holds his finger there until she shifts against him a little, her hips thrusting up a little like she can’t help it. Jon shifts his own legs a little, makes it look like it was just more innocent shifting around on the couch, but he starts rubbing her clit, just a little. Just rubs up and down, very slowly, moving more of her wetness around, getting his finger slick. Then he starts flicking his finger back and forth over her clit, slower and softer than he knows she likes, trying to keep his movements under the blankets from being obvious.
He keeps his finger moving, slipping around and over her clit as soft and slow as he can and keeps doing it for a long time, face turned towards the movie the whole time. When he does finally sneak a look at Spencer she’s flushed but watching the movie too, or pretending to. She’s breathing a little fast and her nostrils are flared in that way that Jon is very familiar with, that means she’s really turned on. He can’t help it, that look on her face makes him crazy, so he rubs a little harder for just a second and she gasps. Brendon turns to her and says, “I thought you’d seen this already.” Spencer turns to face Brendon and elbows Jon a little, probably to make him stop, but there's no way he can stop touching her now. He stops moving his finger though, just holds it there and feels her pulse beating in her clit.
“I have seen it already, but that part is creepy, ok?” Spencer sounds a little out of breath, but Brendon doesn’t seem to notice, just starts teasing Spencer about being jumpy until she punches him and he shuts up and rubs his leg.
“Mean, Spencer, you’re so mean.” Brendon carries on for a minute about drummer arms and her super powerful punches until Ryan tells him to shut up and watch the damn movie.
Spencer rolls her eyes at Brendon and says sorry under her breath and Brendon obviously forgives her and puts his head on her shoulder and snuggles closer.
“You’re still not getting any of my blanket, Brendon,” which just makes him pout again.
Jon waits until everyone is looking at the screen before he starts moving his finger again. He hears Spencer inhale sharply but doesn’t look at her, doesn’t stop either, just flicks his finger against her clit a little faster than before. He feels her legs trembling a little but doesn’t slow down until he feels her legs tense up and then he just stops. Jon’s pretty sure she was close to coming and he’s not sure Spencer will be able to hide that response, not with Brendon curled up into her side. He sees Ryan glance over at them, a weird look on his face, but Jon just ignores him. Spencer doesn’t seem to notice, she’s taking long deep breaths in through her nose and out through her mouth like he’s seen her do when she’s doing yoga with Brendon. Jon waits until her breathing seems normal and starts moving his hand again. Spencer jumps a little, jostling Brendon who just laughs at her and rides it out.
“That part wasn’t even scary, Spencer, jeez.”
Spencer totally ignores him, apparently too focused on what’s going on under the blanket right now to respond. Jon keeps moving his finger back and forth until he feels her start to tense up again, much sooner this time than the last and stops moving. She exhales hard and reaches over and pinches Jon hard on the thigh and ow, fuck, Brendon’s right, she’s so mean. He slowly moves his hand out of her pants but leaves his hand resting between her legs over her sleep pants until the movie is over and they are finally, finally at the hotel.
Spencer gets up on shaky legs and starts getting her stuff together for the hotel. She gives Jon a dark look as he passes her to go to his own bunk to grab his bag. He just grins his most obnoxious grin at her and gets his own punch in the arm.
It seems like the longest walk ever up to the hotel and the ride up the elevator is even longer. When Zack hands them their room keys Spencer grabs Jon’s arm and pulls him down the hall without a word, making Ryan and Brendon laugh. Spencer turns around just long enough to flip them off which just makes them laugh harder.
Jon swears he’s only had enough time to shut the door and turn around and yet somehow Spencer is already naked when he looks, and then she’s pulling at his clothes and getting his shirt caught on his ears and he can’t stop laughing. Spencer’s not laughing though, she looks deadly serious as she opens his jeans and pulls them down over his legs.
“Stop laughing and get naked, you fucking tease. I’m seriously going to get you back for that shit on the couch, you realize that, right? God, what if Brendon figured it out, you fucker and Ryan was giving me looks like he knew, and fuck Jon, get your fucking pants off now!”
Jon sits down on the bed and helps her get his pants off, finally, then grabs her and pulls her on top of him.
“God, you were so hot, Spencer, trying so hard to be still and quiet. So hot, fuck.” Jon rolls them over so Spencer is under him and pulls her arms over her head.
“I’m going to fuck you now,” Jon says and Spencer bites her lip and moans. He lets her go just long enough to roll a condom on and then pulls her arms right back up and slides into her, making them both groan. He fucks her slowly, rolling his hips against her, loving the way her hips hitch up to meet his thrusts. She’s so wet, god, she’s soaked all the way down her thighs and it’s so fucking hot, she’s so turned on and he did that, he made her wet like that.
She’s trying to pull her hands out his grip, so he lets her, but when her hand goes right down between her legs he stops her and pulls her hands back up over her head and pushes them down firmly. Spencer groans in protest and tries to pull away but Jon just kisses her quiet and says “No, like this. I want you to come like this, you can do it, Spencer, just like this.” Jon keeps fucking her at the same pace, pushing into her and against her clit with each slow, long slide in. It’s slower than she usually likes, but she’s tossing her head against the pillow and moaning every time he hits the right spot inside and snapping her hips up to meet his on every thrust.
“God, Jon, please, come on, I want to come, please.”
“You can come, just like this, come on Spencer, come for me.” She’s shaking her head no, no, like she can’t possibly, and Jon knows, he knows she usually needs a finger on her clit to come when he fucks her but he just keeps fucking her at the same slow pace until she’s shaking and her legs come up around his hips and he slips in a little deeper than before and god, he can’t help it, it fucks her a little harder, a little faster and she’s tight around him and tense all over and she comes and comes and clenches so tight around him he feels like she’s pulling his orgasm out of him and he comes so hard he thinks he might have passed out for a second, because next thing he knows his face is buried in her neck and he’s collapsed on top of her.
He rolls to the side so he’s not crushing Spencer anymore and pulls her close. Her eyes are closed and he kisses her on the nose, then finds her mouth and kisses her softly, sliding his tongue against hers. She opens her eyes and says, “I’m still going to get you back.”