Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/3397409.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Panic!_at_the_Disco
  Relationship:
      Ryan_Ross/Brendon_Urie
  Character:
      Ryan_Ross, Brendon_Urie
  Additional Tags:
      Smut, Pillow_&_Blanket_Forts, Fluff, Fluff_and_Smut
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-02-20 Words: 1662
****** Blanket Fort ******
by hotraisins
Summary
     Brendon makes Ryan a blanket fort and plans for a romantic evening.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Brendon was proud of his creation. He hoped Ryan would be, too. After all,
Brendon had spent the past three hours making it for him.    
The blanket fort was about six feet wide and seven feet long. He had had to
take four of the eight chairs from the dining room table to prop it up, and
there were even PVC pipes on the ends to help it stand. It was as tall as
Brendon, and it was made of every blanket he could find in the house. He had
set it up in the living room; a thick, plush carpet topped with an overstuffed
quilt served as the floor, and the sides were lined with large, fluffy pillows.
He'd never worked so hard on something so seemingly petty before. He'd even
strung fairy lights up; their soft, cream-colored lights twinkled and
illuminated the fort. He smiled at it. Ryan was going to love it.
He looked outside; it was about six. It was November, and the sun was beginning
to set. Ryan should be home soon, he thought. He had a whole romantic evening
thought out.
Since Panic! At the Disco was supposed to be writing songs at this time, there
wasn't much to do. Tour had just ended and recording wasn't for another week.
That left Brendon and Ryan, who lived together, a lot of time to be alone
together. The thing was, though, that Brendon had seemed to find it difficult
to actually capture Ryan's attention. Ryan was always out with his non-band
member friends, drinking or bowling or something. Brendon didn't have a problem
with that. He was just lonely and wanted to spend time with his boyfriend.
Brendon used whatever time he had left to fluff the pillows and make sure the
floor wasn't lumpy. He sighed and sat patiently on the couch. He was beginning
to feel like a housewife.
Finally he heard Ryan's keys turning the lock in the door. Brendon's heart
jumped in his chest. He smiled and went to the door to greet him. He placed his
arms around the taller boy's neck and kissed him.
"Hey," Ryan said, laughter in his voice. "Miss me much?" Brendon grinned and
let his arms fall to Ryan's waist.
"A little, yeah," he said, smiling. Ryan craned his neck to look into the the
living room.
"Did you build a blanket fort?" he asked, incredulous. He laughed. "Wow, that's
actually a really impressive blanket fort."
"I try. C'mon, I have a whole evening planned out," Brendon said eagerly,
taking Ryan's hand and pulling him to the blanket fort and inside.
Ryan reclined, resting his head on Brendon's chest. He smiled. "What exactly
have you got planned?" he asked. Brendon kissed the top of Ryan's head and
ruffled his hair.
"Oh, you know, just a movie, some cuddling..." He trailed off there, trying to
imply something more. He felt Ryan's fingers between his; Ryan brought their
connected hand to his lips and kissed Brendon's knuckles softly.
"As long as I'm with you, I don't mind what happens," he said, placing their
interwoven hands in his lap. Brendon wrapped his other arm around Ryan,
enveloping him.
"I feel like we haven't been spending as much time together as I'd like," he
continued. Brendon kissed Ryan's ear.
"Well, tonight, baby, I'm all yours." Ryan smiled to himself, happy to be in
Brendon's arms. There was a comfort there that he always found reassuring, like
he could do anything as long as Brendon was by his side. He snuggled in closer
to Brendon.
"So what movie are we going to watch?" he inquired.
"I was thinking something cheesy, maybe from the 80s. Maybe Clue?" he
suggested. Ryan knew that Brendon loved that movie. He smiled.
"Whatever you want, baby," he said. He loved making Brendon happy. Brendon took
the remote and turned on the movie.
"Lie down with me," he said. Ryan laid beside him, still holding his hand. The
opening credits began, the scene beginning with a crack of thunder. Brendon
looked over at Ryan and smiled.
"I love you," he said, squeezing Ryan's hand slightly. Ryan squeezed back in
affirmation.
"I love you too, babe." Brendon kissed Ryan's cheek and settled back to watch
the movie. They sat silently for a moment, their legs entwined and their hearts
beating in synchronized rhythm. Ryan couldn't stop thinking about how close
Brendon was at that moment.
"Bren...can I kiss you?" He didn't want to do anything Brendon didn't want to.
Brendon leaned in and kissed Ryan in answer.
"You can always kiss me," he said, smiling. "That's what boyfriends do." Ryan
grinned and kissed Brendon again, his tongue grazing the smaller boy's bottom
lip. Brendon pulled away and smirked.
"You want to get like that, hmm?" Ryan blushed. Brendon pressed his lips to
Ryan's again, this time biting down a little on Ryan's lower lip. Ryan moaned
softly at the sensation. Ryan's tongue prodded Brendon's lips open and, soon
Brendon could feel Ryan's tongue tracing the ridges on the roof of his mouth.
Brendon didn't pull away until he had to catch his breath.
"You're such a good kisser, baby," he said. Ryan smirked.
"Then why'd you make me stop?" he asked teasingly. Brendon groaned quietly and
pressed his lips hard against Ryan's.
Brendon's hand slid up Ryan's shirt, and he could feel Ryan's soft skin under
his fingers. He moaned into Ryan's mouth, pulling the shirt off. Ryan buried
his fingers into Brendon's hair and continued to kiss him, pressing himself
closer to the younger boy. Brendon pulled off his own shirt and put it to the
side, the boys' bare skin making contact.
Ryan felt the familiar electric feeling brought in by Brendon being close. His
fingers fell down to Brendon's back and dug into the soft, muscular skin.
Brendon moaned. Ryan pressed harder. Brendon moaned louder.
The familiar feeling of deep arousal found its way into Ryan's stomach. Brendon
ground his hips against Ryan's, placing his hands on Ryan's butt before
trailing them to the front. His fingers fumbled to find the buckle of Ryan's
belt; he undid it and pulled it off, setting it with their other articles of
clothing as Ryan's hands slid between them to undo Brendon's belt.
They quickly undressed one another until they were completely naked, their
bodies close and the heat radiating off them. Ryan trailed hot kisses down
Brendon's neck, sucking on the tender skin and leaving dark bruises. Brendon
moaned as Ryan marked him; he loved the feeling. He loved how these marks made
him Ryan's.
Ryan continued to move down Brendon's body, leaving marks all the way down. He
stopped at Brendon's hips and marked them hard, leaving a large bruise the size
of a plum. He glanced up at Brendon and smirked. Brendon's breathing hitched;
he could feel how close Ryan was to him without even being touching. He wanted
nothing more than for Ryan to pleasure him; he moaned.
"Baby, keep going, it feels so good," he said. Ryan touched Brendon and
proceeded to stroke him. Brendon's hips bucked upward; he gasped in pleasure.
"You're so hard already, Bren," Ryan noticed.
"Ry... Ryan, baby, pl-please," he said. Ryan knew exactly what his boyfriend
wanted. "Th-there's a bottle of lube under the pillow," Brendon said. Ryan
reached under a nearby pillow and retrieved the blue striped bottle.
He put some onto his fingers and began to stretch Brendon, who was moaning
softly. Brendon found his pants and removed a condom from the back pocket and
handed it to Ryan. Ryan shook the condom out and pulled it over his length.
"Are you ready for me, baby?" he asked, breathless. Brendon nodded and moaned.
He needed Ryan.
"Please, baby. Fill me," he begged. Ryan pushed in and moaned at the sudden
wave of pleasure. Brendon gasped at the mixture of pain and pleasure. Ryan
thrusted in and out, slowly at first. He gradually began to go faster, harder,
gripping Brendon's hips. Sweat collected on both their brows.
"Ryan...Ryan..." Brendon babbled in pleasure. Ryan moaned.
"I love it when you say my name, baby, your mouth looks so pretty when you do
it," Ryan said. Brendon whimpered. Ryan pushed in all the way, grazing
Brendon's prostate. Brendon moaned and reached down to stroke himself. Ryan let
him and continued to move in and out.
Brendon wrapped his legs tightly around Ryan's waist, pushing him in farther.
Ryan gasped at the pleasure.
"I l-love you, baby," Ryan moaned. Brendon was panting so hard he could barely
speak.
"I-I love y-you, t-too," he managed. Brendon's hips lurched as Ryan grazed his
prostate again. "So good, so good," Brendon moaned, his eyes closed tightly in
euphoria. "B-babe, I'm c-close," he warned.
"It's o-okay, B-brendon," Ryan moaned. Ryan reached down to stroke Brendon; as
soon as he made contact, Brendon spilled over his hand and a loud, full moan of
Ryan's name escaped his lips. Ryan continued to push in and out until he felt
himself on the edge.
"I-I'm close," he said. Brendon was panting. He pushed in once more and felt
himself come. He moaned and pulled out, removing the condom and putting it
aside. He laid next to Brendon and held him close.
"I love you," Brendon said, lacing their fingers together. Ryan smiled.
"I love you, too, baby," he said. It was only then that they noticed that the
movie had long been over. Ryan held Brendon in his arms, their nose pressed
together. He kissed Brendon, softly and gently.
They exchanged quiet "I love you"s well into the night, under the glow of the
fairy lights and surrounded by the warmth of many blankets. Finally, Ryan felt
Brendon's breathing slow and regulate. He knew Brendon was asleep. He kissed
Brendon's cheek tenderly. "Goodnight," he murmured, resting his forehead
against the younger boy's. He fell asleep slowly in Brendon's arms, feeling
safe and happy and content.
End Notes
     None of these events ever occurred, and this is entirely fictional.
     Written by request because I don't write these very often.
Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed
their work!