Three is a Magic Number (Ch 11) Final
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slashxmistressTitle:Three is a Magic Number
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Rating:NC17 overall
Pairing:Brendon/Ryan/Jon
POV: third
Summary: Let's seduce Ryan Ross!
Disclaimer: Totally not true. The boys are not mine, but I like to play with them.
Author Notes: The comments are awesome!Keep 'em coming!Beta'd by the lovely and awesomeimafyrebyrd
One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten
Ryan had expected teasing when he admitted not wanting to sleep alone. He thought they would laugh -or make lewd comments - something. But Brendon and Jon had simply pulled back the covers and made room for him between them. They wrapped him in their arms and held him until he fell asleep.
Ryan woke up several hours later confused, as he seemed to have sprouted an extra leg in the night. Then as he remembered where he was , he realized it was Brendon's leg entwined with his own. Brendon's arm was wrapped around his waist and he could feel warm breath on the back of his neck, as well as Brendon's (Oh hello there!) erection pressing into his backside.
He shifted a little, only to find that he had the same er..problem. Ryan looked up to see Jon sleeping peacefully just a few inches from his face. Slowly, so as not to disturb Jon, he raised his hips and slid back, pressing into Brendon. He heard a sharp intake of breath, then felt Brendon start to pull away.
"No. Stay." Ryan said softly."Please."
"I have to go...uhm.. take care of something."
Ryan reached back and grabbed Brendon's hand and pulled it over, placing it on his own erection. "Something like this?"
"Yeah, exactly like that." Brendon tentatively rubbed at the bulge in Ryan's pants, then hissed when Ryan ground back against him.
"You want me to...?"Brendon slid his hand just under Ryan's waistband.
"Yes, please...touch me Bren." Ryan's voice was full of need.
Brendon slid his hand down around Ryan's cock and slowly started to stroke, leaning in at the same time to press kisses along the back of his neck.
Ryan let out a low moan and pressed back into Brendon again then whispered "What about Jon?"
Brendon looked up and stretched his leg over Ryan and nudged Jon with his foot. Jon stirred a little but didn't open his eyes.
"Jon. Jon! Wake up."
"Hmmm? Wha... B, I'm trying to..."
"Ryan has a problem."
Jon's eyes opened and he looked at Ryan. "What is it? What's wrong Ry?"
Ryan's eyes were glassy, his head thrown back against Brendon. Jon looked confused until Brendon looked at him pointedly and he looked down and saw Brendon's hand moving beneath the fabric of Ryan's pants.
"Oh." A slow smile spread across Jon's face. He reached over and cupped Ryan's face turning him to look in his eyes. "What do you want Ryan?"
"You" Ryan breathed. "I want...ohhhh...you...both of you."
Jon reached down and slid Ryan's pants off tossing them aside. His breath hitched at the sight of him, hard and straining in Brendon's hand, as he leaned in and kissed Ryan, hard and deep.
Ryan put a hand on Jon's chest and pushed him gently back. "Bren too." he panted. "Take off Bren's too."
Jon did as he was told, kissing his way down Brendon's thighs as he pulled them off.
"Oh fuck!" Brendon groaned as Ryan pressed back against him.
Ryan turned to face Brendon pulling him in for a kiss and pressing against him so their cocks slid together with perfect friction, then stilled. He was getting close, so close and he could tell Brendon was too but he didn't want this to end too soon.
"Jon." Ryan looked into his eyes."I want you."
"Yes. I'm here" He leaned in and kissed Ryan's hipbone, softly at first then harder, marking him.
"Ahhhhh s-shit ohhhh n-no." Ryan stuttered. " I mean... Jon. I want you... inside...n-now."
"Oh jesus." Brendon gasped.
"Yes, oh yes, uhhhm..." Jon reached under the bed where he'd last thrown the lube. He slicked himself up quickly and then he was there pressing in and "ohhhhhgod" Ryan was so fucking tight and hot and..."fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck"
Ryan cried out and came, bucking into Brendon.
Brendon, who'd been biting the inside of his cheek to keep from coming, lost control when he felt the hot wetness on his stomach, his cock OhGod and fell to pieces.
Jon thrust hard and rode Ryan through his orgasm the came deep inside as he watched Brendon, pupils blown and mouth open, ride out his own.
They collapsed into a sticky, but blissed out heap.
After several minutes, Ryan grabbed Jon's hand, then Brendon's and clasped them together over his heart.
"So." Ryan spoke softly, "We're complete now."
Brendon's grin lit up the room as Jon said "Yeah, yeah. We're complete now.
From somewhere down the hall came a voice."It's about Goddamn time!"
A/N So - there it is. Hope you liked it. I won't have anything new for a bit because I promisedimafyrebyrd that I would go write original stuff for her \o/ at my other journal raven_bleeds
I do have an idea for a sequel in which our boys find out how Spencer knows so much about the magic number! But it will be very femmeslashy so idk? we shall see- Love you guys- Trish
Author:
slashxmistress Rating:NC17 overall
Pairing:Brendon/Ryan/Jon
POV: third
Summary: Let's seduce Ryan Ross!
Disclaimer: Totally not true. The boys are not mine, but I like to play with them.
Author Notes: The comments are awesome!Keep 'em coming!Beta'd by the lovely and awesome
imafyrebyrd One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten
Ryan had expected teasing when he admitted not wanting to sleep alone. He thought they would laugh -or make lewd comments - something. But Brendon and Jon had simply pulled back the covers and made room for him between them. They wrapped him in their arms and held him until he fell asleep.
Ryan woke up several hours later confused, as he seemed to have sprouted an extra leg in the night. Then as he remembered where he was , he realized it was Brendon's leg entwined with his own. Brendon's arm was wrapped around his waist and he could feel warm breath on the back of his neck, as well as Brendon's (Oh hello there!) erection pressing into his backside.
He shifted a little, only to find that he had the same er..problem. Ryan looked up to see Jon sleeping peacefully just a few inches from his face. Slowly, so as not to disturb Jon, he raised his hips and slid back, pressing into Brendon. He heard a sharp intake of breath, then felt Brendon start to pull away.
"No. Stay." Ryan said softly."Please."
"I have to go...uhm.. take care of something."
Ryan reached back and grabbed Brendon's hand and pulled it over, placing it on his own erection. "Something like this?"
"Yeah, exactly like that." Brendon tentatively rubbed at the bulge in Ryan's pants, then hissed when Ryan ground back against him.
"You want me to...?"Brendon slid his hand just under Ryan's waistband.
"Yes, please...touch me Bren." Ryan's voice was full of need.
Brendon slid his hand down around Ryan's cock and slowly started to stroke, leaning in at the same time to press kisses along the back of his neck.
Ryan let out a low moan and pressed back into Brendon again then whispered "What about Jon?"
Brendon looked up and stretched his leg over Ryan and nudged Jon with his foot. Jon stirred a little but didn't open his eyes.
"Jon. Jon! Wake up."
"Hmmm? Wha... B, I'm trying to..."
"Ryan has a problem."
Jon's eyes opened and he looked at Ryan. "What is it? What's wrong Ry?"
Ryan's eyes were glassy, his head thrown back against Brendon. Jon looked confused until Brendon looked at him pointedly and he looked down and saw Brendon's hand moving beneath the fabric of Ryan's pants.
"Oh." A slow smile spread across Jon's face. He reached over and cupped Ryan's face turning him to look in his eyes. "What do you want Ryan?"
"You" Ryan breathed. "I want...ohhhh...you...both of you."
Jon reached down and slid Ryan's pants off tossing them aside. His breath hitched at the sight of him, hard and straining in Brendon's hand, as he leaned in and kissed Ryan, hard and deep.
Ryan put a hand on Jon's chest and pushed him gently back. "Bren too." he panted. "Take off Bren's too."
Jon did as he was told, kissing his way down Brendon's thighs as he pulled them off.
"Oh fuck!" Brendon groaned as Ryan pressed back against him.
Ryan turned to face Brendon pulling him in for a kiss and pressing against him so their cocks slid together with perfect friction, then stilled. He was getting close, so close and he could tell Brendon was too but he didn't want this to end too soon.
"Jon." Ryan looked into his eyes."I want you."
"Yes. I'm here" He leaned in and kissed Ryan's hipbone, softly at first then harder, marking him.
"Ahhhhh s-shit ohhhh n-no." Ryan stuttered. " I mean... Jon. I want you... inside...n-now."
"Oh jesus." Brendon gasped.
"Yes, oh yes, uhhhm..." Jon reached under the bed where he'd last thrown the lube. He slicked himself up quickly and then he was there pressing in and "ohhhhhgod" Ryan was so fucking tight and hot and..."fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck"
Ryan cried out and came, bucking into Brendon.
Brendon, who'd been biting the inside of his cheek to keep from coming, lost control when he felt the hot wetness on his stomach, his cock OhGod and fell to pieces.
Jon thrust hard and rode Ryan through his orgasm the came deep inside as he watched Brendon, pupils blown and mouth open, ride out his own.
They collapsed into a sticky, but blissed out heap.
After several minutes, Ryan grabbed Jon's hand, then Brendon's and clasped them together over his heart.
"So." Ryan spoke softly, "We're complete now."
Brendon's grin lit up the room as Jon said "Yeah, yeah. We're complete now.
From somewhere down the hall came a voice."It's about Goddamn time!"
A/N So - there it is. Hope you liked it. I won't have anything new for a bit because I promised
imafyrebyrd that I would go write original stuff for her \o/ at my other journal raven_bleeds I do have an idea for a sequel in which our boys find out how Spencer knows so much about the magic number! But it will be very femmeslashy so idk? we shall see- Love you guys- Trish
