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The morning light spilled into the hotel room despite the curtains giving everything an amber glow. Ryan lay asleep on his side only covered up to the hips with a thin white sheet and the mix of the light and the light sheen of sweat gave him a sort of ethereal glow. They were supposed to be awake in five minutes and ready to go in 15 but Brendon stirred awake before the wake-up call and was mesmerized by the scene on the bed next to him. Brendon crawled up onto Ryan’s bed and over Ryan leaving open wet kisses on his chest, up to his neck, then his jaw when Ryan began to stir, and finally below Ryan’s ear when Ryan gasped and Brendon whispered, “You look so fucking hot.”

Brendon gave him a small bite where Ryan’s jaw met his ear and before Ryan could reach for Brendon he was off the bed and walking away mumbling something about needing to shower. Ryan sat up, breathless and confused, and okay, maybe getting a little hard. The shrill of the telephone next to him cut the silent room making Ryan jump and almost fall of the bed, his heart beating faster.

Ryan picked up the phone and answered, “Ye-, ahem, yeah?” his voice was rough with the sleep and little bit of lust that still swirled within him.

“Wake up call.”

“Yeah thanks.”

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They had back-to-back interviews that day and Ryan really didn’t feel like being there.  He ended up dressing in an old pair of jeans and a v-neck that was the first thing he found in his over-night bag. He couldn’t be bothered to find his brush and ended up just running his fingers through his hair taming it as much as he could.

They finished the third interview that day and Jon and Spencer got up to go to another room where they were going to do another interview while Ryan and Brendon had their own to do. They waited in comfortable silence, Brendon looking bored leaning back in his chair and picking at his nails. Ryan was still a little put off by the morning events but could help but to look at the strip of skin peeking from where Brendon’s shirt ended. Brendon looked over at him and smirked making Ryan blush and look the other way pretending to check if the interviewer was coming yet. He felt a hot breath next to his ear, “That shirt makes me want to  fuck you against the wall right now.”

Ryan’s breath got caught in his throat as Brendon bit his ear and coughed as he heard the doorknob turning. Brendon sat back in his chair as if nothing had happened and greeted the interviewer with a cheery hello. Ryan just had the deer in headlights look and crossed his legs uncomfortably. He didn’t say much in this interview and couldn’t for the life of him concentrate on anything but Brendon’s mouth.

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Before the show that night Ryan was standing in a dim hallway messing with his guitar before they went onstage. Brendon came up behind him gripping his hips and nuzzling next to his ear. “You’ve been really quiet today, Ross.”

Ryan squeaked out as Brendon began to trace the lines of his hips that lead down to his cock. “Y-yeah?” It came out sounding like a question.

Brendon continued massaging up and down Ryan’s hips, never getting quite as low as Ryan wanted. “Yeah, I kinda like you more when you’re loud.” He pressed a kiss below Ryan’s ear, "Loud and moaning my name while I lick you until you’re wet and begging me to fuck you.” Ryan whined, closing his eyes and leaning his weight against Brendon. “It’s been a while since I fucked you until you couldn’t walk. Do you miss it?”

Ryan moaned and nodded rapidly. “Yeah,” he said breathlessly. "God Brendon!” He gripped Brendon’s hand and began leading it down into his pants before Brendon pulled away suddenly. Ryan almost fell back and wanted to cry. He had been so close! He heard Zach yell something about 2 minutes and then Spencer and Jon were there high-fiving Brendon and taking Ryan with them as they walked towards the stage.

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Ryan was eventually able to get rid of his raging hard-on as the show went on, for the most part anyway.  It was a good show, a lot of energy and Brendon giving him these looks that just when Ryan thought he was rid of his boner, it came right back. It was mostly tamed now though as they all cheered backstage and slapped hands and backs in congratulations.

“So, last night in Phoenix, I say we go out and celebrate!” Spencer said excitedly and a little out of character. Jon nodded in agreement and looked over at Brendon who was about to nod as well before Ryan cut in. “I think we’re gonna call it a night.” He said a little rushed.

Spencer whined in disapproval with his mouth hanging open and Jon tried to convince him, “What? Come on Ryan! Pleeeaasseee?” He batted his eyelashes at Ryan who was still breathing a little hard from wanting Brendon. He looked over at Brendon who had a knowing grin on his face completely opposite of Ryan’s helpless pleading eyes.

“I’m kinda tired.” Brendon interjected. “You guys go ahead, I’ll stay behind with Ryan.”  Spencer booed and Jon shrugged before saying their goodnights and heading out to a car.

Ryan let out a breath and grabbed Brendon’s hand. “Let’s go!” He said and pulled Brendon behind him, their hotel was about half a block away but it seemed like miles to Ryan right now.

“Eager, Ross?” Brendon said and Ryan could just feel him smirking without turning back to look at him as he pulled Brendon out of the building into the warm night. Ryan just chuckled desperately and shook his head as he stuck to the shadows so they wouldn’t be seen.  Brendon tugged on his hand and was suddenly pressed up against Ryan as they walked.  He licked the side of Ryan’s neck earning a moan. “I had to fight the urge to just stop the show and fuck you onstage tonight." Brendon said as he licked the shell of Ryan’s ear. Ryan just nodded in agreement and walked faster keeping a firm hold on Brendon’s arms around his waist.

They parted as they approached and entered the hotel and somehow managed to stay off each other in the elevator (okay, maybe the old lady that reminded Ryan of his grandma was the only thing keeping him from ripping Brendon’s pants off and getting on his knees). They made it to their floor and Ryan almost sprinted to their door. He fidgeted with the stupid fucking card key that would just not make the light turn green as Brendon finally got there and laughed lovingly taking the key from Ryan’s hand and magically (at least to Ryan) got the door open. Ryan pulled Brendon inside by his shirt-collar and pressed him against the closed door. His hands were immediately under Brendon’s shirt and his lips attacked Brendon’s forcefully.

Brendon grinned against Ryan’s lips and took hold of his wrists under his shirt pulling them out. Ryan whined with a confused and semi-hurt look on his face.  Brendon placed a hand on Ryan’s chest and lead him fully into the room, which was only lit by the light coming from the bathroom, until the back of his knees hit the bed and he was sat in front of Brendon.

His hand went to pull at Brendon again who caught them and neared his face to Ryan’s. “Take it easy, I promise you it’ll be worth it.” Brendon said. Ryan whined, “But you…all day…and just…” Brendon closed the gap between their faces in a slow, wet, passionate kiss. Brendon put pressure enough for Ryan to get the hint and pull himself up the bed with Brendon crawling onto it and following Ryan.

Ryan let himself drop onto the pillows, his movements were finally calming down but his heart was racing faster than ever. Brendon moved his lips from Ryan’s and down Ryan’s jaw and throat as his hands unbuttoned Ryan’s damp shirt revealing hot skin.  Ryan’s shirt was tossed aside and his hands came up grabbing at a fistful of Brendon’s shirt at the small of his back. Brendon stopped kissing and licking down Ryan’s chest to allow his shirt to be pulled off before returning his path down Ryan’s body.

Brendon unbuttoned and tugged down Ryan’s pants smirking deviously up at Ryan’s lack of underwear. He raised an eyebrow and Ryan who just smiled innocently and shrugged. Ryan’s breath hitched and he let out a small moan as he felt hot breath near his cock. He looked down at Brendon who kept teasing him. “B-Bren please…” he urged Brendon on and reached out to tug at Brendon’s hair but Brendon pushed his hand away shaking his head. He pushed Ryan’s legs further apart, bent them, and disappeared between them. Ryan felt Brendon prying him open and then his eyes rolled into his head when he felt Brendon place an open-mouthed kiss to his hole. Ryan squirmed and Brendon pulled back grinning. He placed a hand on Ryan’s hip keeping him down as he blew cold air where his mouth had previously been. A breathless whine came from Ryan’s throat which made Brendon twitch in his pants. He went back down on Ryan pushing his tongue past the first ring of muscles. Ryan was breathless and trying his hardest not to come without properly being touched, his knuckles white where he was gripping the sheets.

Brendon pushed his tongue in and out reveling in Ryan’s moans. He twisted his tongue the way he knew drove Ryan crazy before pulling back to see the look of pure bliss on Ryan’s face. He took his finger in his mouth wetting it and slowly pushed it into Ryan and then slid his tongue in next to it. He pushed in a second finger and pulled his face back as he stretched Ryan.

With his free hand Brendon undid his own pants and tossed them aside with his boxers. Ryan looked at Brendon hungrily and arched his back as Brendon touched that spot deep within him with his fingers. “Bren please, just…now, please.”

“I love it when you beg.” Brendon whispered against Ryan’s bellybutton. He pulled his fingers out and reached beside the bed where his bag was to pull out a condom and lube. He leaned back on his legs and Ryan didn’t miss a beat when he was sitting up with Brendon taking the objects from Brendon’s hand, “Let me do it.” He said breathlessly, inches from Brendon’s face. Brendon nodded and let Ryan rip the foil packet open. He let out a small moan as Ryan rolled the rubber onto his throbbing length and a louder one and Ryan’s hand worked the lube up and down it. He pressed his lips to Ryan’s and pushed him back taking Ryan’s hand off his cock. He ran his hands up Ryan’s arms and pulling them over Ryan’s head and intertwining his hands with Ryan’s as he began to push into him.

Brendon was mesmerized seeing Ryan’s eyes screw shut and his mouth contradicting his eyes by going slack with pleasure.  He kissed the side of Ryan’s mouth waiting for Ryan to adjust.  Ryan finally came to and properly kissed Brendon and rocked his hips urging Brendon to move.

Brendon moaned at the friction and began a slow and steady pace. Ryan wrapped his legs around Brendon pushing him closer and let out an approving moan when Brendon hit his prostate. Brendon smiled against Ryan’s damp skin and pushed in a little faster and began sucking and biting at Ryan’s neck.  Ryan squeezed Brendon’s hand every time he hit his spot and arched his back at the contact.

“So fucking good” Brendon mumbled as he continued to pound into Ryan. Ryan groaned and pulled a hand out of Brendon’s trying to get to his own aching cock. “Uh uh, baby.” Brendon said kissing Ryan and reaching for his cock. He squeezed tightly before starting a rhythm to match his thrusts. Ryan threw his head back in a loud moan of Brendon’s name and Brendon attacked Ryan’s neck again tasting the salty skin.

A fire began to pool in Ryan’s belly and he couldn’t make a coherent sentence to save his life. “Bren, I….I’m..ugh” Brendon quickened the pace yet again feeling the fire as well. He stilled buried in Ryan and let go, his hand still flying on Ryan’s cock as he came between their stomachs.

“So fucking gorgeous.” Brendon whispered against Ryan’s lips making him blush. They kissed lazily as Brendon pulled out and got up to throw the condom away. Ryan wiped his stomach with the corner of the blanket when Brendon returned and crawled on top of him nuzzling his neck. “Wanna get under the covers?” he mumbled pressing feather kisses to Ryan’s pulse.

Ryan shook his head. “No, its too hot.”

“You’re too hot.” Brendon grinned.

Ryan laughed deep in his throat with satisfaction. “You’re so fucking cheesy.”