So Kiss Me [NaNoRyRo 28]
Title: So Kiss Me [NaNoRyRo 28]
Author: meiloslyther
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Rydon
POV: 3rd, omniscient
Summary: Ryan and Brendon practice their lines for Romeo & Juliet.
Word Count: 409
Disclaimer: Not my boys, never happened. Don't Google yourselves, kids. Especially you, Bden, I see you lurking over there. *SpencerSmithglare*
Beta: None.
Author Notes: chokeonirony's prompt: HOW ABOUT, RYAN AND BRENDON STAR TOGETHER IN A PRODUCTION OF ROMEO AND JULIET. juliet would've been traditionally played by a boy in those olden days anyway, so ryan can be her.
'09 NaNoRyRo Masterlist
"Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,
Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,
And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss," Ryan recited as he and Brendon practiced alone for their production of Romeo and Juliet the next Saturday at Brendon's apartment.
Brendon gave Ryan a silent thumbs up; he'd been working hard to get over his monotone to play Juliet's part, and it was paying off. "Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?"
"Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer," Ryan replied, trying to get as much into the conversation as possible. Brendon had always been a much better actor, and Ryan strived to be that good.
"O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair."
Ryan faltered, trying to remember his line without looking at his script. "Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake."
"Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged," Brendon returned quickly. He probably had all his lines memorized last week. "And that's when I kiss you."
"I know that," Ryan retorted in his normal monotone, rolling his eyes.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to practice that tonight or not."
Raising an eyebrow, Ryan leaned back against the couch they were sitting on and shrugged. "We'll have to eventually. Might as well start now."
Brendon grinned a little, scooting closer to Ryan. "Alright, say your line again just before mine."
Ryan cleared his throat before reciting his line again. "Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake."
"Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged," Brendon recited, a little slower this time, before leaning in to press a soft kiss to Ryan's lips.
"Then have my lips the sin that they have took," Ryan delivered quietly, a stage whisper almost, his lips tingling where Brendon's had touched them.
"Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
Give me my sin again," Brendon whispered before leaning in once more with another kiss, but this time Ryan wrapped an arm around his neck and held him there, deepening the kiss with a low moan. After a moment, Ryan let Brendon go, and they broke apart to breathe.
"You kiss by the book," Ryan muttered, grinning.
Author: meiloslyther
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Rydon
POV: 3rd, omniscient
Summary: Ryan and Brendon practice their lines for Romeo & Juliet.
Word Count: 409
Disclaimer: Not my boys, never happened. Don't Google yourselves, kids. Especially you, Bden, I see you lurking over there. *SpencerSmithglare*
Beta: None.
Author Notes: chokeonirony's prompt: HOW ABOUT, RYAN AND BRENDON STAR TOGETHER IN A PRODUCTION OF ROMEO AND JULIET. juliet would've been traditionally played by a boy in those olden days anyway, so ryan can be her.
'09 NaNoRyRo Masterlist
"Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much,
Which mannerly devotion shows in this;
For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch,
And palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss," Ryan recited as he and Brendon practiced alone for their production of Romeo and Juliet the next Saturday at Brendon's apartment.
Brendon gave Ryan a silent thumbs up; he'd been working hard to get over his monotone to play Juliet's part, and it was paying off. "Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?"
"Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer," Ryan replied, trying to get as much into the conversation as possible. Brendon had always been a much better actor, and Ryan strived to be that good.
"O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do;
They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair."
Ryan faltered, trying to remember his line without looking at his script. "Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake."
"Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged," Brendon returned quickly. He probably had all his lines memorized last week. "And that's when I kiss you."
"I know that," Ryan retorted in his normal monotone, rolling his eyes.
"I was just wondering if you wanted to practice that tonight or not."
Raising an eyebrow, Ryan leaned back against the couch they were sitting on and shrugged. "We'll have to eventually. Might as well start now."
Brendon grinned a little, scooting closer to Ryan. "Alright, say your line again just before mine."
Ryan cleared his throat before reciting his line again. "Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake."
"Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
Thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged," Brendon recited, a little slower this time, before leaning in to press a soft kiss to Ryan's lips.
"Then have my lips the sin that they have took," Ryan delivered quietly, a stage whisper almost, his lips tingling where Brendon's had touched them.
"Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged!
Give me my sin again," Brendon whispered before leaning in once more with another kiss, but this time Ryan wrapped an arm around his neck and held him there, deepening the kiss with a low moan. After a moment, Ryan let Brendon go, and they broke apart to breathe.
"You kiss by the book," Ryan muttered, grinning.