The Roses on His Chest s/a
Title: The Roses on His Chest s/a
Author: makeapanicscene
Rating: R :D
Pairing: Ryden
POV: Brendon's
Summary: The HCT is still going on, and the Ryden relationship could need some help.
Disclaimer: This is not true.
Author Notes: Yes, the rosevest is back slashers! hahaha
This was beta'd by: hearts_lust
Previous Chapters =)
I came into the room and sat down next to Jon.
“Hey,” I sigh.
“What’s the matter Bren?”
You see, we’re almost done with the Honda Civic Tour and I’m already having a problem. Or Ryan has a problem that is. I don’t know for sure if it’s me or not, but it's so hard to see him suffer every time we do it.
“Where’s my Rybaby?”
“Out with Spencer to Starbucks, then to the bookstore. Why? What’s going on?”
“Ryan’s libido has--”
“I don’t want to know about you and your sex life, Brendon.”
“But it’s driving me nuts.”
Come on Brendon, you can think of stuff. I know I’m smart, funny, sexy--never mind.
“You could talk to him about it if it’s been going on for a long time.” Oh and yeah, Jon, you’re so scared to say what you just said. Haha gotcha! “…Or just stop having sex. Spence and I would love to have a good night’s sleep every once in a while.
“Hey, I’m not the only one that’s not a virgin, Mr. Cassie lover.” Jon blushes and I could feel my face warming up with a smile as I listen to him talk.
“Just talk to him and see what he says. He should open up since you guys are together, but please don’t throw one of your beanie babies at his face, because maybe he won’t even open his mouth. But something else might be bothering him and he’ll get quiet. You know what I’m talking about. Any which way, you‘re screwed.”
God, Jon talks a lot. Christ. I wonder what his girlfriend does when he’s like this.
“I’ll talk to him and I don’t care if I get him angry. I’ll do stuff to make him happy. He’ll appreciate it.”
“Do whatever you want Brendon, I’m sorry that I wasn’t much of a help.”
“No, it’s alright,” I say back with a smile. I get up from the seat and walk into my tiny bunk and wait for Spence and Ry to come back.
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“I know what you’re talking about. It’s hard. I’m not Brendon, but I am your best friend and I say just talk to him. Knowing him, he’ll turn you into a big mush of cotton candy and lick you. What a freak…”
“It sounds like he would do that. Just don’t give him any ideas, okay?”
Spencer and Ryan began to talk while walking back towards the bus. For the amount of time that they were out, the two of them were mentioning what Ryan should do and want not to do.
“Hey, sure, I’m just going to leave it up to you.” Ryan began to nod and took a step in, looking at Jon who screamed at his phone from playing a cell phone game. When he saw the two figures in front of him, Jon looks up and shoved his cell phone back into his pocket.
“Hiya peeps,” Jon says awkwardly.
“I’m going to lie down,” Ryan says as he rolls his eyes, walking towards the back of the bus.
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I’m almost drifting off when Jon screams at the top of his lungs (something that I’ve never expected before and I sure hope that it doesn’t happen again) and faintly, I hear more voices. I smile as I hear that low, soothing voice and footsteps coming closer. I fake asleep as Ryan draws back the dark blue curtain above my bunk and jumps in next to me.
“I know you’re up, stop faking it.” I smile and give him the biggest pout my face could ever make. “You’re cute but that doesn’t work for me, babe.”
“Why not?”
“I’m kidding.” God those lips. Damn… I kiss them hard and after time (who cares when it was) but I roll over, making Ryan lay beneath me. He unzips my pants and pulls them over my hips. He gasps when he sees that I’m in a commando state and fake moans. “You like to make me hard, don’t you?”
Ohh, yes I do Ryan!
I nod and move my head out of the bunk to see if anyone is walking by. Nope! I pull my head back in and rock my hips against him and let out a noise.
“I think we should go and lock ourselves in because, mmm, you smell good and I don’t want to hit my head on the floor again.”
“Sounds fair enough, but I rather stay and wrap my arms around you in this tight, close space of yours.”
I try to take off my shirt but hit my head in the meantime. “Ow.” Ryan looks at me and copies my pout. “You fail! Haha but anyway, hope that I don’t squish you while I get off.”
“Do you need help with that?” Ryan questions.
“I’m getting out of the bunk.” I snort, and jump to my feet.
“Oh.My.God. I did not see this. I’m going to wash my eyes out with Windex!” Jon covers his eyes with his hands and walks towards the ‘living room’ area. I, being the horny one, shove Ryan in the bathroom. Hey, at least it’s much more spacious than in the bunks. I can’t really tell for sure because I’m horny and no, I don’t have a concussion from last time that my head hit the floor. I shove Ryan in the bathroom and slam the door. He grasps me into a desperate kiss and I fool around with his belt and push his pants over his bony hips. I see them in my mind right now as I’m kissing him like no tomorrow and I can swear that my blood pressure is rising because I cannot think anymore.
One of our dicks needs to move quickly before I get mental.
Ryan’s lips slowly part and I quickly try to shove my tongue down his throat. He moans and immediately I know that he loves it. I feel the pants being kicked off of Ryan’s ankles and I run my tongue at the roof of his mouth. He tries to suck on my bottom lip but I don’t let him, and instead, I find my fingers wrapping around his dick. Ryan’s head goes back slightly and I push him against the wall. He seems like he’ll slide down and I know the swearing will begin momentarily.
I run my thumb over his slit and Ryan’s hand slide down my butt slowly. Leaning forward, I lick his neck, then trying to nibble in the sensitive spots I know he’ll get crazy from.
“Ohh, Bren,” he whimpers, as I feel his hot breath on the hairline on my neck. I moan, and try to nod as I fist him, rubbing my other forefinger on his balls. While I’m at that, his fingers spread out and squeezes my butt enough to make me even harder, if that’s possible. My breathless moan escapes from my mouth as I drool on his collarbone. Somehow Ryan’s shirt got thrown off when I wasn’t paying attention. One hand crawls up my back and I feel an arm wrapping around my torso as he must have done something to his mouth but after a while, I feel it falling back down and two fingers clawing at my entrance.
And holy shit that feels amazing.
He fucks me with his fingers and I bite down on his skin harder and then lick over it and for the next show, he’s so going to use concealer for that because I definitely left a mark. As his fingers move faster inside me, I begin to slide down and then I realize that he’s slowly doing the same. He helps me lay on my back and then slowly, adds another finger. And really, we haven’t had sex in about two weeks so if he doesn’t have an orgasm, I think I’m going to get insane. I moan his name so he can hurry up and fuck me hard and I know that I was loud enough so Jon and Spencer and maybe people a mile from here can hear. The tile is so cold, so I shiver a lot right when Ryan stands and walks out of the room.
“RYAN! God almighty!” He can’t not do this now! I close my eyes and rock my hips. It’s completely quiet and I whimper because my little member is aching from the movement that my ass got; and right when I try to touch myself, Ryan jumps and straddles me. He slicks lube on his dick and forces it into me. I cry in moans again until his lips kiss my own and the thrusting began to start.
“Fuck!” I call out.
“Nghh,” the voice says in my ear. This feels so good and I’m against not having sex for this long. It’s just as horrible as someone leaves you in the middle of it. So the thrusting becomes to shoving (obviously) and I keep feeling my head bump against the wall whenever Ryan jerks his hips. Of course, he hits my prostate every time and I reach up and tug on his hair. I come not a long time when a hot hand gets me off again, with the warm spurts dripping down Ryan’s stomach. “Mmm, Ry…”
“I… Oh yeah.”
I pray with all of my non Mormon beliefs that Ryan will let out inside me but when he frowns and sighs, I know that it was over. And I knew that waiting for two weeks would be enough!
“I-I can’t,” he whispers.
“What do you mean? I did it.” He frowns, pulls out and stands. “I’m unsure. I don’t know.” I try to beg him with my eyes, but I could tell something was up. “Ryan! Tell me! You don’t do this to me and say that you don’t know why you’re not-ugh!” He widens his eyes and runs out of the room, slamming the door, leaving me sticky and sweaty on my back. What a nightmare.
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That night’s show was awkward since what happened. As I had guessed, the concealor didn’t work as well Ryan had pictured either. I’m right now on the couch on the bus, waiting for everyone else to come back from backstage and showers and crap. I stole Jon’s laptop to check my email from my family and close friends and cousins when eBay decided to distract me. Now, I’m positive that there are other things by our band that people are trying to sell but when I see a picture with a red background I get suspicious. I click on it and I blink.
There’s someone from New Zealand trying to sell Ryan’s rose vest that he lost when we were on our tours.
Before everyone comes back in, I grab my cell phone, and call my brother.
“Hey, it’s me, Bren,” I say into the phone.
“Whoa, how are you?” He asks.
“I really hope that the end of this tour will be better than it is, but I would really love it if you would do me a favor.”
“Sure bro.”
“I lurked on eBay and I found someone that’s selling supposedly Ryan’s rose vest.”
“Dude, you’re kidding, right?”
“No, I’m sending the link to you right now.” I copy the link and send it to my brother who got on his computer and checked it right away.
“Wow. Since we have the same last name, I’ll try to get my friend to get it for you.”
“Thank you so much because Ryan would love to have it again.”
“I’ll make sure he gets it then.” I giggle and get smile wide as I sign out of my email and shut down Jon’s laptop.
“I’ll pay for it, so don’t worry on how much it costs. I think everyone misses it. I hope it’s the same one.”
Now I see everyone getting on the bus now and I smile again. Ryan’s walking in last with his guitar in his hand and I hear Zack, Jon, and Spencer talk about the show and Ryan talks a little bit too.
“I just sent him the link in an instant message to bid it for me. But darn, I gotta run Bren.”
“Sure, tell everyone I said hi. Let me know, yeah?”
“Oh, don’t worry bro. I’ll talk to you later. Keep rockin’!”
“Haha I will. Bye!” I hang up the phone and hand the laptop to Jon.
“Who was that?” Spencer asks, sitting down on the chair across from me.
“My brother. I was just checking in with everyone real quick.” I’m such a good liar.
“Oh.”
“Well, anyway, I think I tripped over the cords enough for one day, don’t you think?” Everyone turns heads at Jon and laughs hysterically.
“Zack could have used you if he wasn’t on the other side of the stage.” We all laugh and I see Ryan getting out the goldfish. He munches on it and walks towards the bunks and I lay down on the small couch. Usually Zack doesn’t stay on the bus but I guess until we get to the next arena, I’m guessing he’ll save Jon from crashing into anything or tripping on any more cords. I drift off slowly as the bus begins to take off and I guess everyone else is relaxing because I don’t hear anything. It’s way too quiet and I get up, trying not to trip over Zack’s body and walk towards my bunk.
I find Ryan sleeping in my bunk quietly with little goldfish crackers trailing from his chest all the way towards the bag. I bend down and start eating the little orange crackers. I guess I tickled Ryan because he’s now shifting and smiling.
“Baby, I hope you didn’t get crumbs in the sheets.” He opens his eyes and throws the bag at my face.
“I didn’t, silly. Get in and snuggle with me.” I nod, and try to throw the bits and pieces off of my bed before I crawl in and lay down next to Ry. I let him rest on me since he’s so light and my body relaxes from feeling his pressure of his bones as we drift off again.
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We’re getting much closer to the western part of the country as the tour turns to an end. I wake up with limbs around me and I hear my cell phone go off, making Ryan stirring.
“Hello?” I answer.
“Hey, my friend talked to the guy.”
“Really? What did he say?” I try to get up, trying to not get Ryan suspicious. But I think he did when I got so interested and when I got up to walk in the bathroom.
“Brendon, who is that?” He asks.
“It’s my brother and it’s important. I’ll be back after.” I close and lock the door as my brother goes on about how the guy that has the rose vest showed his friend some pictures and how the left pocket has the black design, an ultimate proof that it was Ryan’s. “Yeah, that’s it. Bid or buy it and I’ll give you the money when I see you.”
“No problem. I’ll make sure that I get it.”
“Thank you bunches of hay. Now I gotta go.”
“Have fun on the tour. Can you see if you can get me a t-shirt?”
“Yeah, I’ll get you a sexy one.”
“Brendon, you’re so funny.”
“-And still tired. I’m going to go back to sleep.”
“Yeah, man, talk to you later.”
I hang up to walk back to the bunk. I check the time on my phone and see that it’s almost 8:30. I roll my eyes and snuggle in with Ryan.
“Is everything okay?” he asks groggily.
“Yeah, he was just being an annoying big brother.” Ryan nods and smiles. “Sorry that you woke up. I forgot to put my phone on vibrate,” I pout. I cover the both of us and Ryan yawns. In a few minutes, Ryan began to drift off and his face having that morning glow.
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It’s June 13th and last night we played in Reno. It felt good to actually be in me, Ryan’s and Spencer’s home state but just in Vegas our eyes will roll but we’ll smile but that’s about it. Tonight we’re going to play the Pearl and about two weeks ago, I found the rosevest and right after the show, I’m going to go to my brother’s house to get it. Seriously, I love touring, but there’s nothing like home. Since Ryan and Spencer have has their own apartments, I’m going to sleep over at Ryan’s while Jon will hang out with Spence before we get onto the tour bus and trying to have a week off before we go Europe for that tour. I don’t know why, but it all seems as things are coming to an end, my head is going off and doing its own thing. I don’t even know what to do with myself. Just for the next few days are always the hardest because of course, we have to play an extra show and I don’t know how everyone else feels but I swear they feel the same way… what the hell am I talking about?
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The show was amazing as always. The Nevada crowd is always a blast to see. I don’t know, it’s just hard to explain. I try to escape after the last beat of “Mad as Rabbits” and smile to our fans and walk off stage before anyone could even move their selves. I run to the area where my brother said he would be around and I see his car with his girlfriend. I open the door to get in and close the door.
“Hey! Thanks!” I say excitingly. I hand him the shirt that I promised and my brother picked up a large paper bag. I grabbed it and giggled hysterically as I grabbed the box and moved the tissue paper out of the way.
I have Ryan’s real rosevest back.
I squeal and hug it like no tomorrow as my brother drives to Ryan’s apartment. When we get there, I put it back in its very safe home and get out. I see my brother get out and I squeeze him to death.
“Thank you so much. You have no idea how this means to me.”
“I’m glad that I could have done it.”
“How much was it?” I ask as I reach into my pocket.
“Over fifty thousand dollars.” Holy shit. Just for a vest? This is too insane. I choke on my saliva and blink.
“Wow. I didn’t know that someone loved Ryan Ross like that.”
“Well, you’re not the only one, Bren.” I take a deep breath and hand him a signed Pretty.Odd. cd. “Finally? A cd signed just for me?”
“Well, it’s for your friend and the t-shirt is signed too. I can give you my credit card and you can take the money out of the bank account.”
“Are you serious? Not uh! My friend wants Ryan to wear it for the next show and wants a picture of it signed. Seriously, he’s a really cool guy and he doesn’t want the money back. He’s just a real fan that loves you guys.”
“Or, he can auction off my clothes for the money if he wants to.”
“Ew.”
“No, I’m dead serious. Anyone would love to have my clothes. I’ll give you my whole outfit for him to auction if he wants to get the money back.”
“Then you’ll want it back.” Haha this is something that I will be killed for later.
“No I won’t. I have plenty of clothes.” I reach down and hand my brother my credit card. “It has about fifteen thousand dollars on it. I was going to buy another guitar, but give it to your friend.” I smile wide, and walk to the door of the apartment. I could tell that my brother’s girlfriend was staring at me, but I told him to follow me up to Ryan’s place.
When I open the door and close it on him, I told my brother to stay where he was until I come out. I put the rosevest on and open the door again just enough space for my arm to hang out. “Here you go,” I say. “He had something of Ryan’s, but now he has something of mine. Hopefully he’ll get the money back. But when I give Ryan the rosevest, I’ll tell him to do what your friend wanted. Thank you. I’m sure Ry will be home in a little bit.”
“Brendon!? You’re naked?”
“Hehe yup! And it feels good!”
“Alright. I’m leaving now. Have fun on the last show tomorrow.”
“Thanks! I will talk to you later.” He takes the clothes and walks out. Yes! I’m nakie! I close the door slowly and make my way towards the bed.
I wait patiently until Ryan comes and I get excited and shaky as he closes the door behind him.
“Bren? Are you here?” he questions. He’s going to get such a surprise I’m sure if it.
“In the bedroom sweetie!” I take off the rosevest and hide it under the pillow. He comes in and smiles widely at me when he sees that I’m naked.
“Hey. You kind of left the stage suddenly, any reason?”
“Why don’t you come over here and find out.” I see him nod, coming closer and laying down next to me. We snuggle and he suddenly freezes. “What Ry?”
He moves the pillow, gasps and tears up. “It’s the…the…”
“Of course it is.”
“But how?”
“I’m not telling,” I chuckle. The look on his face has been there for like ten minutes and it’s completely filled of amazingness (and I don’t care if that’s not a word).
“But BRENDON!” I laugh as he shrieks his head off and it’s so freaking funny. I put the rosevest on him and lick his chest. “How did you get this?”
“Who cares? It’s all yours now. Just don’t loose it again baby. Oh, you look hotter in it than you looked the last time you wore it.”
“Tell me where you got it Bren.”
“I was looking online and I found it. My brother’s friend bought it for me for you.”
“Whoa, that’s so sweet.”
“I’d be sweeter if you got naked with me with just that on.” Ryan nods slowly, takes off the rosevest and strips. When all I see is his skin, he puts the rosevest back on and blushes. “Just the person who sold it wants you to wear it tomorrow and a signed picture of it on you.”
“Fine, alright. I’ll do it. Brendon, I’m just so happy and shocked that it’s not in little, bitty pieces.”
“Even if it was, I would still get every last piece and give it to you.”
“Just shut up and fuck me.”
“I think I will, considering you’re so hot laying there surrounded by roses.”
Ryan makes little noises while I slowly reach over into his side table to get the lube. Who cares about condoms? It seems like tonight we’re going to celebrate and I think he doesn’t care at all. He seems so happy when I straddle him and I coat two fingers and slowly etch them into his entrance. He lets out a grumble but urges me to move on. I just remembered that I haven’t heard him make those sounds in a long time and I forgot how beautiful they sound.
As my fingers circle inside him, I shift my hips in the same motion, and the butterflies start to flutter in my stomach. Ryan gasps underneath me and I curl my fingertips. He throws back his head and his mouth opens slightly, letting me hear his hot air pants slowly into the room. I feel him getting harder and when he shifts, he fists the sheets surrounded by his bony body. His torso tenses, relaxes, and then begs me to move on.
“Ryan,” I say, “you’re starting to sweat.”
“I’m horny.” No duh. I smile up at him and remove my hand. I coat myself and pull into him hard and slow. I don’t know why Ryan was acting so weird for this whole time up until now. It almost feels like I have him back but maybe he wanted to be home and lay in his bed or he was missing the rosevest like I was, but didn’t want to say anything.
I circle my hips then thrust them in all directions until Ryan curses and basically scream out loud. He puts a hot hand on my lower stomach, his long fingers running down to my crotch then back up to my chest.
“F-faster,” he calls out to me and I do just that.
It takes a few minutes until he finally orgasms hard on my stomach, all hot and surprising all in one. After a few more slams into him, I come inside him with so much pleasure. Ryan groans seductively, and then smiles up at me.
“Brendon, I love you with all of my heart. I’ll do anything for you.”
“I love you too, Ryan. Like you have no idea. Why did it take you so long to do it with me?”
“I uh, I don’t know. Maybe the variety wasn’t there, but it surely was here tonight.”
“I know a few new sex positions.”
“Can you show me?”
I nod. “I’ll do them on you most definitely.”
“Tomorrow night?”
“Of course.” I send Ryan my best smile before leaning in to kiss him, so differently that he rolls over and takes off the rosevest. He does miracles to my body, sending chills up my spine and flutters enough roses for me to smell in my lifetime.
Author: makeapanicscene
Rating: R :D
Pairing: Ryden
POV: Brendon's
Summary: The HCT is still going on, and the Ryden relationship could need some help.
Disclaimer: This is not true.
Author Notes: Yes, the rosevest is back slashers! hahaha
This was beta'd by: hearts_lust
Previous Chapters =)
I came into the room and sat down next to Jon.
“Hey,” I sigh.
“What’s the matter Bren?”
You see, we’re almost done with the Honda Civic Tour and I’m already having a problem. Or Ryan has a problem that is. I don’t know for sure if it’s me or not, but it's so hard to see him suffer every time we do it.
“Where’s my Rybaby?”
“Out with Spencer to Starbucks, then to the bookstore. Why? What’s going on?”
“Ryan’s libido has--”
“I don’t want to know about you and your sex life, Brendon.”
“But it’s driving me nuts.”
Come on Brendon, you can think of stuff. I know I’m smart, funny, sexy--never mind.
“You could talk to him about it if it’s been going on for a long time.” Oh and yeah, Jon, you’re so scared to say what you just said. Haha gotcha! “…Or just stop having sex. Spence and I would love to have a good night’s sleep every once in a while.
“Hey, I’m not the only one that’s not a virgin, Mr. Cassie lover.” Jon blushes and I could feel my face warming up with a smile as I listen to him talk.
“Just talk to him and see what he says. He should open up since you guys are together, but please don’t throw one of your beanie babies at his face, because maybe he won’t even open his mouth. But something else might be bothering him and he’ll get quiet. You know what I’m talking about. Any which way, you‘re screwed.”
God, Jon talks a lot. Christ. I wonder what his girlfriend does when he’s like this.
“I’ll talk to him and I don’t care if I get him angry. I’ll do stuff to make him happy. He’ll appreciate it.”
“Do whatever you want Brendon, I’m sorry that I wasn’t much of a help.”
“No, it’s alright,” I say back with a smile. I get up from the seat and walk into my tiny bunk and wait for Spence and Ry to come back.
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“I know what you’re talking about. It’s hard. I’m not Brendon, but I am your best friend and I say just talk to him. Knowing him, he’ll turn you into a big mush of cotton candy and lick you. What a freak…”
“It sounds like he would do that. Just don’t give him any ideas, okay?”
Spencer and Ryan began to talk while walking back towards the bus. For the amount of time that they were out, the two of them were mentioning what Ryan should do and want not to do.
“Hey, sure, I’m just going to leave it up to you.” Ryan began to nod and took a step in, looking at Jon who screamed at his phone from playing a cell phone game. When he saw the two figures in front of him, Jon looks up and shoved his cell phone back into his pocket.
“Hiya peeps,” Jon says awkwardly.
“I’m going to lie down,” Ryan says as he rolls his eyes, walking towards the back of the bus.
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I’m almost drifting off when Jon screams at the top of his lungs (something that I’ve never expected before and I sure hope that it doesn’t happen again) and faintly, I hear more voices. I smile as I hear that low, soothing voice and footsteps coming closer. I fake asleep as Ryan draws back the dark blue curtain above my bunk and jumps in next to me.
“I know you’re up, stop faking it.” I smile and give him the biggest pout my face could ever make. “You’re cute but that doesn’t work for me, babe.”
“Why not?”
“I’m kidding.” God those lips. Damn… I kiss them hard and after time (who cares when it was) but I roll over, making Ryan lay beneath me. He unzips my pants and pulls them over my hips. He gasps when he sees that I’m in a commando state and fake moans. “You like to make me hard, don’t you?”
Ohh, yes I do Ryan!
I nod and move my head out of the bunk to see if anyone is walking by. Nope! I pull my head back in and rock my hips against him and let out a noise.
“I think we should go and lock ourselves in because, mmm, you smell good and I don’t want to hit my head on the floor again.”
“Sounds fair enough, but I rather stay and wrap my arms around you in this tight, close space of yours.”
I try to take off my shirt but hit my head in the meantime. “Ow.” Ryan looks at me and copies my pout. “You fail! Haha but anyway, hope that I don’t squish you while I get off.”
“Do you need help with that?” Ryan questions.
“I’m getting out of the bunk.” I snort, and jump to my feet.
“Oh.My.God. I did not see this. I’m going to wash my eyes out with Windex!” Jon covers his eyes with his hands and walks towards the ‘living room’ area. I, being the horny one, shove Ryan in the bathroom. Hey, at least it’s much more spacious than in the bunks. I can’t really tell for sure because I’m horny and no, I don’t have a concussion from last time that my head hit the floor. I shove Ryan in the bathroom and slam the door. He grasps me into a desperate kiss and I fool around with his belt and push his pants over his bony hips. I see them in my mind right now as I’m kissing him like no tomorrow and I can swear that my blood pressure is rising because I cannot think anymore.
One of our dicks needs to move quickly before I get mental.
Ryan’s lips slowly part and I quickly try to shove my tongue down his throat. He moans and immediately I know that he loves it. I feel the pants being kicked off of Ryan’s ankles and I run my tongue at the roof of his mouth. He tries to suck on my bottom lip but I don’t let him, and instead, I find my fingers wrapping around his dick. Ryan’s head goes back slightly and I push him against the wall. He seems like he’ll slide down and I know the swearing will begin momentarily.
I run my thumb over his slit and Ryan’s hand slide down my butt slowly. Leaning forward, I lick his neck, then trying to nibble in the sensitive spots I know he’ll get crazy from.
“Ohh, Bren,” he whimpers, as I feel his hot breath on the hairline on my neck. I moan, and try to nod as I fist him, rubbing my other forefinger on his balls. While I’m at that, his fingers spread out and squeezes my butt enough to make me even harder, if that’s possible. My breathless moan escapes from my mouth as I drool on his collarbone. Somehow Ryan’s shirt got thrown off when I wasn’t paying attention. One hand crawls up my back and I feel an arm wrapping around my torso as he must have done something to his mouth but after a while, I feel it falling back down and two fingers clawing at my entrance.
And holy shit that feels amazing.
He fucks me with his fingers and I bite down on his skin harder and then lick over it and for the next show, he’s so going to use concealer for that because I definitely left a mark. As his fingers move faster inside me, I begin to slide down and then I realize that he’s slowly doing the same. He helps me lay on my back and then slowly, adds another finger. And really, we haven’t had sex in about two weeks so if he doesn’t have an orgasm, I think I’m going to get insane. I moan his name so he can hurry up and fuck me hard and I know that I was loud enough so Jon and Spencer and maybe people a mile from here can hear. The tile is so cold, so I shiver a lot right when Ryan stands and walks out of the room.
“RYAN! God almighty!” He can’t not do this now! I close my eyes and rock my hips. It’s completely quiet and I whimper because my little member is aching from the movement that my ass got; and right when I try to touch myself, Ryan jumps and straddles me. He slicks lube on his dick and forces it into me. I cry in moans again until his lips kiss my own and the thrusting began to start.
“Fuck!” I call out.
“Nghh,” the voice says in my ear. This feels so good and I’m against not having sex for this long. It’s just as horrible as someone leaves you in the middle of it. So the thrusting becomes to shoving (obviously) and I keep feeling my head bump against the wall whenever Ryan jerks his hips. Of course, he hits my prostate every time and I reach up and tug on his hair. I come not a long time when a hot hand gets me off again, with the warm spurts dripping down Ryan’s stomach. “Mmm, Ry…”
“I… Oh yeah.”
I pray with all of my non Mormon beliefs that Ryan will let out inside me but when he frowns and sighs, I know that it was over. And I knew that waiting for two weeks would be enough!
“I-I can’t,” he whispers.
“What do you mean? I did it.” He frowns, pulls out and stands. “I’m unsure. I don’t know.” I try to beg him with my eyes, but I could tell something was up. “Ryan! Tell me! You don’t do this to me and say that you don’t know why you’re not-ugh!” He widens his eyes and runs out of the room, slamming the door, leaving me sticky and sweaty on my back. What a nightmare.
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That night’s show was awkward since what happened. As I had guessed, the concealor didn’t work as well Ryan had pictured either. I’m right now on the couch on the bus, waiting for everyone else to come back from backstage and showers and crap. I stole Jon’s laptop to check my email from my family and close friends and cousins when eBay decided to distract me. Now, I’m positive that there are other things by our band that people are trying to sell but when I see a picture with a red background I get suspicious. I click on it and I blink.
There’s someone from New Zealand trying to sell Ryan’s rose vest that he lost when we were on our tours.
Before everyone comes back in, I grab my cell phone, and call my brother.
“Hey, it’s me, Bren,” I say into the phone.
“Whoa, how are you?” He asks.
“I really hope that the end of this tour will be better than it is, but I would really love it if you would do me a favor.”
“Sure bro.”
“I lurked on eBay and I found someone that’s selling supposedly Ryan’s rose vest.”
“Dude, you’re kidding, right?”
“No, I’m sending the link to you right now.” I copy the link and send it to my brother who got on his computer and checked it right away.
“Wow. Since we have the same last name, I’ll try to get my friend to get it for you.”
“Thank you so much because Ryan would love to have it again.”
“I’ll make sure he gets it then.” I giggle and get smile wide as I sign out of my email and shut down Jon’s laptop.
“I’ll pay for it, so don’t worry on how much it costs. I think everyone misses it. I hope it’s the same one.”
Now I see everyone getting on the bus now and I smile again. Ryan’s walking in last with his guitar in his hand and I hear Zack, Jon, and Spencer talk about the show and Ryan talks a little bit too.
“I just sent him the link in an instant message to bid it for me. But darn, I gotta run Bren.”
“Sure, tell everyone I said hi. Let me know, yeah?”
“Oh, don’t worry bro. I’ll talk to you later. Keep rockin’!”
“Haha I will. Bye!” I hang up the phone and hand the laptop to Jon.
“Who was that?” Spencer asks, sitting down on the chair across from me.
“My brother. I was just checking in with everyone real quick.” I’m such a good liar.
“Oh.”
“Well, anyway, I think I tripped over the cords enough for one day, don’t you think?” Everyone turns heads at Jon and laughs hysterically.
“Zack could have used you if he wasn’t on the other side of the stage.” We all laugh and I see Ryan getting out the goldfish. He munches on it and walks towards the bunks and I lay down on the small couch. Usually Zack doesn’t stay on the bus but I guess until we get to the next arena, I’m guessing he’ll save Jon from crashing into anything or tripping on any more cords. I drift off slowly as the bus begins to take off and I guess everyone else is relaxing because I don’t hear anything. It’s way too quiet and I get up, trying not to trip over Zack’s body and walk towards my bunk.
I find Ryan sleeping in my bunk quietly with little goldfish crackers trailing from his chest all the way towards the bag. I bend down and start eating the little orange crackers. I guess I tickled Ryan because he’s now shifting and smiling.
“Baby, I hope you didn’t get crumbs in the sheets.” He opens his eyes and throws the bag at my face.
“I didn’t, silly. Get in and snuggle with me.” I nod, and try to throw the bits and pieces off of my bed before I crawl in and lay down next to Ry. I let him rest on me since he’s so light and my body relaxes from feeling his pressure of his bones as we drift off again.
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We’re getting much closer to the western part of the country as the tour turns to an end. I wake up with limbs around me and I hear my cell phone go off, making Ryan stirring.
“Hello?” I answer.
“Hey, my friend talked to the guy.”
“Really? What did he say?” I try to get up, trying to not get Ryan suspicious. But I think he did when I got so interested and when I got up to walk in the bathroom.
“Brendon, who is that?” He asks.
“It’s my brother and it’s important. I’ll be back after.” I close and lock the door as my brother goes on about how the guy that has the rose vest showed his friend some pictures and how the left pocket has the black design, an ultimate proof that it was Ryan’s. “Yeah, that’s it. Bid or buy it and I’ll give you the money when I see you.”
“No problem. I’ll make sure that I get it.”
“Thank you bunches of hay. Now I gotta go.”
“Have fun on the tour. Can you see if you can get me a t-shirt?”
“Yeah, I’ll get you a sexy one.”
“Brendon, you’re so funny.”
“-And still tired. I’m going to go back to sleep.”
“Yeah, man, talk to you later.”
I hang up to walk back to the bunk. I check the time on my phone and see that it’s almost 8:30. I roll my eyes and snuggle in with Ryan.
“Is everything okay?” he asks groggily.
“Yeah, he was just being an annoying big brother.” Ryan nods and smiles. “Sorry that you woke up. I forgot to put my phone on vibrate,” I pout. I cover the both of us and Ryan yawns. In a few minutes, Ryan began to drift off and his face having that morning glow.
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It’s June 13th and last night we played in Reno. It felt good to actually be in me, Ryan’s and Spencer’s home state but just in Vegas our eyes will roll but we’ll smile but that’s about it. Tonight we’re going to play the Pearl and about two weeks ago, I found the rosevest and right after the show, I’m going to go to my brother’s house to get it. Seriously, I love touring, but there’s nothing like home. Since Ryan and Spencer have has their own apartments, I’m going to sleep over at Ryan’s while Jon will hang out with Spence before we get onto the tour bus and trying to have a week off before we go Europe for that tour. I don’t know why, but it all seems as things are coming to an end, my head is going off and doing its own thing. I don’t even know what to do with myself. Just for the next few days are always the hardest because of course, we have to play an extra show and I don’t know how everyone else feels but I swear they feel the same way… what the hell am I talking about?
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The show was amazing as always. The Nevada crowd is always a blast to see. I don’t know, it’s just hard to explain. I try to escape after the last beat of “Mad as Rabbits” and smile to our fans and walk off stage before anyone could even move their selves. I run to the area where my brother said he would be around and I see his car with his girlfriend. I open the door to get in and close the door.
“Hey! Thanks!” I say excitingly. I hand him the shirt that I promised and my brother picked up a large paper bag. I grabbed it and giggled hysterically as I grabbed the box and moved the tissue paper out of the way.
I have Ryan’s real rosevest back.
I squeal and hug it like no tomorrow as my brother drives to Ryan’s apartment. When we get there, I put it back in its very safe home and get out. I see my brother get out and I squeeze him to death.
“Thank you so much. You have no idea how this means to me.”
“I’m glad that I could have done it.”
“How much was it?” I ask as I reach into my pocket.
“Over fifty thousand dollars.” Holy shit. Just for a vest? This is too insane. I choke on my saliva and blink.
“Wow. I didn’t know that someone loved Ryan Ross like that.”
“Well, you’re not the only one, Bren.” I take a deep breath and hand him a signed Pretty.Odd. cd. “Finally? A cd signed just for me?”
“Well, it’s for your friend and the t-shirt is signed too. I can give you my credit card and you can take the money out of the bank account.”
“Are you serious? Not uh! My friend wants Ryan to wear it for the next show and wants a picture of it signed. Seriously, he’s a really cool guy and he doesn’t want the money back. He’s just a real fan that loves you guys.”
“Or, he can auction off my clothes for the money if he wants to.”
“Ew.”
“No, I’m dead serious. Anyone would love to have my clothes. I’ll give you my whole outfit for him to auction if he wants to get the money back.”
“Then you’ll want it back.” Haha this is something that I will be killed for later.
“No I won’t. I have plenty of clothes.” I reach down and hand my brother my credit card. “It has about fifteen thousand dollars on it. I was going to buy another guitar, but give it to your friend.” I smile wide, and walk to the door of the apartment. I could tell that my brother’s girlfriend was staring at me, but I told him to follow me up to Ryan’s place.
When I open the door and close it on him, I told my brother to stay where he was until I come out. I put the rosevest on and open the door again just enough space for my arm to hang out. “Here you go,” I say. “He had something of Ryan’s, but now he has something of mine. Hopefully he’ll get the money back. But when I give Ryan the rosevest, I’ll tell him to do what your friend wanted. Thank you. I’m sure Ry will be home in a little bit.”
“Brendon!? You’re naked?”
“Hehe yup! And it feels good!”
“Alright. I’m leaving now. Have fun on the last show tomorrow.”
“Thanks! I will talk to you later.” He takes the clothes and walks out. Yes! I’m nakie! I close the door slowly and make my way towards the bed.
I wait patiently until Ryan comes and I get excited and shaky as he closes the door behind him.
“Bren? Are you here?” he questions. He’s going to get such a surprise I’m sure if it.
“In the bedroom sweetie!” I take off the rosevest and hide it under the pillow. He comes in and smiles widely at me when he sees that I’m naked.
“Hey. You kind of left the stage suddenly, any reason?”
“Why don’t you come over here and find out.” I see him nod, coming closer and laying down next to me. We snuggle and he suddenly freezes. “What Ry?”
He moves the pillow, gasps and tears up. “It’s the…the…”
“Of course it is.”
“But how?”
“I’m not telling,” I chuckle. The look on his face has been there for like ten minutes and it’s completely filled of amazingness (and I don’t care if that’s not a word).
“But BRENDON!” I laugh as he shrieks his head off and it’s so freaking funny. I put the rosevest on him and lick his chest. “How did you get this?”
“Who cares? It’s all yours now. Just don’t loose it again baby. Oh, you look hotter in it than you looked the last time you wore it.”
“Tell me where you got it Bren.”
“I was looking online and I found it. My brother’s friend bought it for me for you.”
“Whoa, that’s so sweet.”
“I’d be sweeter if you got naked with me with just that on.” Ryan nods slowly, takes off the rosevest and strips. When all I see is his skin, he puts the rosevest back on and blushes. “Just the person who sold it wants you to wear it tomorrow and a signed picture of it on you.”
“Fine, alright. I’ll do it. Brendon, I’m just so happy and shocked that it’s not in little, bitty pieces.”
“Even if it was, I would still get every last piece and give it to you.”
“Just shut up and fuck me.”
“I think I will, considering you’re so hot laying there surrounded by roses.”
Ryan makes little noises while I slowly reach over into his side table to get the lube. Who cares about condoms? It seems like tonight we’re going to celebrate and I think he doesn’t care at all. He seems so happy when I straddle him and I coat two fingers and slowly etch them into his entrance. He lets out a grumble but urges me to move on. I just remembered that I haven’t heard him make those sounds in a long time and I forgot how beautiful they sound.
As my fingers circle inside him, I shift my hips in the same motion, and the butterflies start to flutter in my stomach. Ryan gasps underneath me and I curl my fingertips. He throws back his head and his mouth opens slightly, letting me hear his hot air pants slowly into the room. I feel him getting harder and when he shifts, he fists the sheets surrounded by his bony body. His torso tenses, relaxes, and then begs me to move on.
“Ryan,” I say, “you’re starting to sweat.”
“I’m horny.” No duh. I smile up at him and remove my hand. I coat myself and pull into him hard and slow. I don’t know why Ryan was acting so weird for this whole time up until now. It almost feels like I have him back but maybe he wanted to be home and lay in his bed or he was missing the rosevest like I was, but didn’t want to say anything.
I circle my hips then thrust them in all directions until Ryan curses and basically scream out loud. He puts a hot hand on my lower stomach, his long fingers running down to my crotch then back up to my chest.
“F-faster,” he calls out to me and I do just that.
It takes a few minutes until he finally orgasms hard on my stomach, all hot and surprising all in one. After a few more slams into him, I come inside him with so much pleasure. Ryan groans seductively, and then smiles up at me.
“Brendon, I love you with all of my heart. I’ll do anything for you.”
“I love you too, Ryan. Like you have no idea. Why did it take you so long to do it with me?”
“I uh, I don’t know. Maybe the variety wasn’t there, but it surely was here tonight.”
“I know a few new sex positions.”
“Can you show me?”
I nod. “I’ll do them on you most definitely.”
“Tomorrow night?”
“Of course.” I send Ryan my best smile before leaning in to kiss him, so differently that he rolls over and takes off the rosevest. He does miracles to my body, sending chills up my spine and flutters enough roses for me to smell in my lifetime.