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“You can get in trouble for this,” I hissed at him. Okay, so maybe I didn’t actually want him to get out of the shower, but still. I was seriously afraid of what was going to happen. What if Pete walked in and saw this? We’d get in trouble, wouldn’t we? This couldn’t be good. This could possibly be very, very bad.
He laughed slightly and pushed me up against the wall, “We’re not supposed to have sex off the stage, but who says that’s why I’m here?” he pressed his lips against mine and I melted. Okay, I didn’t care anymore. This was fine. This was perfect, even. And they said he was an asshole? He didn’t seem like one to me. He smacked his body into mine and started to kiss me on the lips. As he pulled away, he dragged my lip in his teeth and smirked at me as he let go, “Or maybe it was. But it’s just rehearsal.”
I wasn’t going to say no. Especially since I was already horny now that his hands were roaming every single crevice of my body. Damn that boy and his magical hands. I tried to regain my composure in hopes that I could push him off, stop him even, but I knew I’d never be able to do that. I wanted him to stop though because we’d get in trouble if we got caught. Then again, that was the beauty of it. We’d get caught and we’d get in trouble. But it was the thrill. That’s why he was doing it. Honestly, I was okay with that.
After about an hour (and several rounds of sex in the shower. Don’t judge me.), we both got up off the floor of the shower and I turned off the water, “Well… That defeats the purpose of a shower,” I mused and he just smirked. He got out of the shower and dried himself off. He put his clothes back on, did a small wave, and walked out. I huffed and stared at the knobs on the shower. I was clean enough, I thought. So I snagged my towel and started to dry myself off, trying to think of anything but Ryan and his stupid dick.
Several hours passed of unsuccessfully not thinking about Ryan. I swear, he was like a film reel going through my head nonstop. I had to admit that I liked thinking about him. But then it hit me. Would I be like this after every single guy I had a trial run with? I really hoped not. My brain would explode. All the guys were attractive and I had to have sex with all of them.
If this would be my reaction after I had sex with each and every one of them, this would not end well. This would drive me insane. Why did I choose this job again? Oh right, cause I had no other choice. I couldn’t find a better job anywhere else. Well, perhaps I didn’t try. Even if I had tried, I wouldn’t have been able to get a job—not with my record, at any rate.
Interrupting my thoughts, perhaps as rudely as possible, the door swung open and I jumped up, “I didn’t do it!” I yelled and William laughed at me, shaking his head. I looked around and then at him, “What?”
He shook his head, “The schedule’s been changed. Come look,” he gestured for me to follow. So I did obligingly. I pushed through people, scared of who they had put me with now. What if I was never put with Ryan again? What if he hated me and never wanted to be with me ever again? But as I looked through, I became just a little too excited.
Monday: Ryan x Brendon
Wednesday: Ryan x Brendon
Friday: Ryan x Brendon
And so on and so forth. I wasn’t being put with anyone but Ryan. So he did like me after all? That thought was interrupted by two arms being wrapped around my waist and a soft voice in my ear, “Hey there, boo.” I shivered and turned my head to see Ryan grinning at me.
“You did this?” I blushed at my own words. Of course he’d done it. I didn’t know he had any influence over Pete. I didn’t know anyone had any influence over Pete, considering he was the top dog here. Ryan poked me in the ear with a smirk before he walked off, swaying his hips as he tottered off. The tease.
Later that same evening, there was a knock on my door. I put my book down on my chest and looked at the door before replying, “Come in?” in walked Ryan with a bag of stuff. He walked over to Bill’s bed before plopping his stuff on the ground and bouncing onto the bed with a smirk. I stared at him in confusion before asking, “Can I help you?”
“Nope!” he hopped over and climbed on top of me, tossing my book to the ground, “But I can help you,” he smirked, “Every,” he kissed my ear, “single,” my jaw, “night,” he bit my earlobe before lowering himself down on my body to pull off my pants. Wait, what?
“Wait…” he stopped for a moment to look up at me, “What do you mean?”
He laughed, “Bill and I are switching rooms, moron. So I get you…” he poked my thigh, “all to myself,” he smirked once again. This… I could get used to this.
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A/N: I'm really sorry that I haven't updated this in 8 months. Gah, I'm so bad. I'm sorry guys. And this might be a little shitty, but I'm gonna try and get back into the swing of things. Wow has taken over my life. I don't want it to anymore. Really, I don't. I think 5 90s (3 of which are geared to raid) is enough. So hopefully I can get some more writing done. If you don't know what I'm talking about, you're probably better off, lol. I hope you enjoyed. Please review. I'll try and write the next chapter and have it up asap.
“You can get in trouble for this,” I hissed at him. Okay, so maybe I didn’t actually want him to get out of the shower, but still. I was seriously afraid of what was going to happen. What if Pete walked in and saw this? We’d get in trouble, wouldn’t we? This couldn’t be good. This could possibly be very, very bad.
He laughed slightly and pushed me up against the wall, “We’re not supposed to have sex off the stage, but who says that’s why I’m here?” he pressed his lips against mine and I melted. Okay, I didn’t care anymore. This was fine. This was perfect, even. And they said he was an asshole? He didn’t seem like one to me. He smacked his body into mine and started to kiss me on the lips. As he pulled away, he dragged my lip in his teeth and smirked at me as he let go, “Or maybe it was. But it’s just rehearsal.”
I wasn’t going to say no. Especially since I was already horny now that his hands were roaming every single crevice of my body. Damn that boy and his magical hands. I tried to regain my composure in hopes that I could push him off, stop him even, but I knew I’d never be able to do that. I wanted him to stop though because we’d get in trouble if we got caught. Then again, that was the beauty of it. We’d get caught and we’d get in trouble. But it was the thrill. That’s why he was doing it. Honestly, I was okay with that.
After about an hour (and several rounds of sex in the shower. Don’t judge me.), we both got up off the floor of the shower and I turned off the water, “Well… That defeats the purpose of a shower,” I mused and he just smirked. He got out of the shower and dried himself off. He put his clothes back on, did a small wave, and walked out. I huffed and stared at the knobs on the shower. I was clean enough, I thought. So I snagged my towel and started to dry myself off, trying to think of anything but Ryan and his stupid dick.
Several hours passed of unsuccessfully not thinking about Ryan. I swear, he was like a film reel going through my head nonstop. I had to admit that I liked thinking about him. But then it hit me. Would I be like this after every single guy I had a trial run with? I really hoped not. My brain would explode. All the guys were attractive and I had to have sex with all of them.
If this would be my reaction after I had sex with each and every one of them, this would not end well. This would drive me insane. Why did I choose this job again? Oh right, cause I had no other choice. I couldn’t find a better job anywhere else. Well, perhaps I didn’t try. Even if I had tried, I wouldn’t have been able to get a job—not with my record, at any rate.
Interrupting my thoughts, perhaps as rudely as possible, the door swung open and I jumped up, “I didn’t do it!” I yelled and William laughed at me, shaking his head. I looked around and then at him, “What?”
He shook his head, “The schedule’s been changed. Come look,” he gestured for me to follow. So I did obligingly. I pushed through people, scared of who they had put me with now. What if I was never put with Ryan again? What if he hated me and never wanted to be with me ever again? But as I looked through, I became just a little too excited.
Monday: Ryan x Brendon
Wednesday: Ryan x Brendon
Friday: Ryan x Brendon
And so on and so forth. I wasn’t being put with anyone but Ryan. So he did like me after all? That thought was interrupted by two arms being wrapped around my waist and a soft voice in my ear, “Hey there, boo.” I shivered and turned my head to see Ryan grinning at me.
“You did this?” I blushed at my own words. Of course he’d done it. I didn’t know he had any influence over Pete. I didn’t know anyone had any influence over Pete, considering he was the top dog here. Ryan poked me in the ear with a smirk before he walked off, swaying his hips as he tottered off. The tease.
Later that same evening, there was a knock on my door. I put my book down on my chest and looked at the door before replying, “Come in?” in walked Ryan with a bag of stuff. He walked over to Bill’s bed before plopping his stuff on the ground and bouncing onto the bed with a smirk. I stared at him in confusion before asking, “Can I help you?”
“Nope!” he hopped over and climbed on top of me, tossing my book to the ground, “But I can help you,” he smirked, “Every,” he kissed my ear, “single,” my jaw, “night,” he bit my earlobe before lowering himself down on my body to pull off my pants. Wait, what?
“Wait…” he stopped for a moment to look up at me, “What do you mean?”
He laughed, “Bill and I are switching rooms, moron. So I get you…” he poked my thigh, “all to myself,” he smirked once again. This… I could get used to this.
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A/N: I'm really sorry that I haven't updated this in 8 months. Gah, I'm so bad. I'm sorry guys. And this might be a little shitty, but I'm gonna try and get back into the swing of things. Wow has taken over my life. I don't want it to anymore. Really, I don't. I think 5 90s (3 of which are geared to raid) is enough. So hopefully I can get some more writing done. If you don't know what I'm talking about, you're probably better off, lol. I hope you enjoyed. Please review. I'll try and write the next chapter and have it up asap.
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