Despite being the only Alpha and Omega in the band, Brendon and Ryan have never slept together before.<\/p>\n
Not to say that Ryan doesn\u2019t want to. Oh, he\u00a0wants<\/em>\u00a0to. After being in a band with him for nearly ten years, and hearing the other Omegas Brendon\u2019s taken back when he\u2019s in his rut, Ryan has long accepted that yes, he wants to sleep with his lead singer.<\/p>\n But he can\u2019t. It\u2019s a fucking miracle that they\u2019ve made it as a band for ten years, and Ryan\u2019s not going to do anything to jeopardize that now. And he knows that sleeping with his lead singer would do that. He\u2019ll just get his painful craving to get knotted during his heats from random strangers he picks up, and Brendon will do the same during his ruts with random Omegas. Like they always do.<\/p>\n Like they always do.<\/p>\n *<\/p>\n Ryan adopts Dot from a shelter in L.A. He can\u2019t deny the yearning he gets when he sees Brendon with Bogart and Penny, and even sometimes when Brendon\u2019s dogsitting Indie. He knows it\u2019s clich\u00e9 of him to be an omega and want to start a family, and with\u00a0Brendon<\/em>\u00a0of all people. But while he can\u2019t do the Brendon part, he knows at least he can get a dog.<\/p>\n Dot is happy and affectionate and occupies a good amount of Ryan\u2019s thoughts and time, which is what he needs right now. They\u2019re on break between tours and Z kicks him out almost every evening now to spend time with her\u00a0girlfriend<\/em>. Which is totally fair. Ryan wishes he had a boyfriend, or a girlfriend, (or Brendon), but now he has Dot who\u2019s still learning how to only piss outside and sometimes goes for Ryan\u2019s leftovers when he\u2019s not looking, so it\u2019s good enough for now.<\/p>\n Of course, after a week or so he posts a picture on his Instagram and the second comment he gets (because the first comment is always some fan) is:<\/p>\n brendonurie<\/strong>\u00a0when am I gonna meet her??? text me ASAP Ross \ud83d\ude20<\/p>\n Ryan\u2019s heart skips. He\u2019s not sure how he\u2019d feel with Dot and Brendon, but it\u2019s not like he can say no. He just knows it\u2019ll be overwhelming. A little part of him is still thrilled at the prospect though, and he knows that Brendon knows that he checks his Instagram comments almost as soon as they\u2019re posted, so he sighs with a smile and goes to his chat history with Brendon. (Nah dude c minor would work better<\/em>)<\/p>\n Ryan Ross: Brendon Urie:<\/em> Despite everything, despite Ryan\u2019s self control, his face still flares up. He tries to ignore the last bit.<\/p>\n Ryan Ross: Brendon Urie: Ryan Ross: Brendon Urie: It\u2019s only a matter of time before Brendon arrives at Ryan\u2019s house. Ryan knows because he hears the lock turning; Spencer, Z, and Dallon have a key to his house, too. He has a key to theirs, too, because of the Great Band Meeting That Wasn\u2019t in 2012 when Ryan called for a meeting then promptly passed out for thirteen hours while his bandmates were locked out on his front porch, trying to call him and break the door down and nearly called the police because they thought he was dead or coked out in an alley or something.<\/p>\n Dot perks up when the door opens, and immediately runs towards Brendon as he sing-songs, \u201cHoney, I\u2019m home!\u201d Ryan rolls his eyes and ignores the quiver in his stomach at the words, and gets up to follow Dot.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, you must be Dottie! You\u2019re such a cute girl, aren\u2019t you.\u201d Brendon\u2019s already kissing and nuzzling Dot\u2019s nose as Dot sniffs him, and licks a proffered hand. She\u2019s still small enough to be considered a puppy so it\u2019s no surprise when Brendon scoops her into his arms and rubs her nose with his own again.<\/p>\n Ryan walks over with his hands stuffed in his pockets. \u201cWow, when will I get that kind of treatment?\u201d he says, as drily as he can.<\/p>\n Brendon turns to him and smirks. \u201cIt\u2019s okay Ross, you\u2019re cute enough for me,\u201d he says, and blows him a kiss. \u201cBut you\u2019re never gonna be as cute as Dottie here, aren\u2019t you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOutclassed by my own dog.\u201d Ryan sighs dramatically.<\/p>\n He is glad that Dot seems to like Brendon though, although he\u2019s not sure Brendon will ever meet a dog that doesn\u2019t like him. He takes to them like some people take to children, and the way it makes Ryan feel\u2026 well, he\u2019s been yearning since they both presented, so it\u2019s not really anything new.<\/p>\n And the way he looks at Ryan doesn\u2019t falter when he lets Dot down to sniff at their ankles. It\u2019s a way that sometimes makes Ryan second guess himself, that maybe sleeping with Brendon wouldn\u2019t ruin the band.<\/p>\n Brendon says, \u201cSo are we gonna play Mario Party or what?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou only love me for my Wii U,\u201d Ryan says, heading back towards the living room.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd your dog.\u201d Ryan can hear the grin in Brendon\u2019s voice. \u201cDon\u2019t forget your dog.\u201d<\/p>\n *<\/p>\n Ryan\u2019s heat comes three days later.<\/p>\n He thought he\u2019d been keeping track of it well enough, but since adopting Dot, the days and weeks must\u2019ve slipped his mind. He wakes up in a cold sweat, empty and aching, on the verge of tears. It\u2019s been a long time since he\u2019s had a heat where he doesn\u2019t have a knot ready\u2014usually he picks up the night before, at some alpha-and-omega anonymous club, where they can find someone for a few days, to keep him full and his bed warm. Often it\u2019s just the knowledge that he\u2019s prepared that soothes him, that make his heats ten times more tolerable.<\/p>\n Tonight, however, the pain is visceral, through his body and mind and heart. Dot whines and escapes from where she\u2019s cuddling with him, but Ryan can\u2019t seem to care. He fumbles for his phone on his nightstand.<\/p>\n All he can think about right now is Brendon, Brendon,\u00a0Brendon<\/em>. Brendon with his dogs and Dot and with him, grinning at him across Ryan\u2019s living room while he kicks Ryan\u2019s ass at Mario Party. Brendon at the front of the stage, singing his lungs out; Brendon next to his mic, singing his half of the twentieth duet they wrote together; Brendon on tour, hogging all the Poptarts or climbing into Ryan\u2019s hotel bed because he \u201clikes his scent\u201d or jerking off in his bunk, bringing in another Omega during his rut\u2026<\/p>\n Ryan whines and writhes in his bed. There are tears streaming down his face, he realizes, and on his phone he goes to his call history, presses Brendon\u2019s name as soon as he sees it, presses his phone against his ear.<\/p>\n \u201cRyan?\u201d Brendon\u2019s voice is rough with sleep. Ryan whimpers again.<\/p>\n \u201cBrendon,\u201d he whispers. \u201cBrendon, Brendon. Alpha.\u201d<\/p>\n Brendon\u2019s voice is louder, clearer now when he says, \u201cWait\u2014Ryan?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNeed you, Brendon,\u201d Ryan gasps. His hand has found his way to his cock without him realizing, and his hole is leaking slick. He can\u2019t think of anything except how much he wants Brendon\u2019s knot. \u201cAlpha\u2014Brendon\u2014need<\/em>\u00a0your\u2014heat\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOkay, okay, slow down,\u201d Brendon says, and Ryan whimpers. \u201cAre you saying you\u2019re\u2014you\u2019re in heat right now?\u201d<\/p>\n Ryan nods, then remembering that he\u2019s still on the phone, says, \u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGod, okay.\u201d Ryan hears some rustling in the background, the sound of keys jangling. \u201cI\u2019m coming, don\u2019t\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCan you stay on?\u201d Ryan asks. \u201cWanna\u2014wanna hear you. Want you so bad.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course, but I\u2019ll need to drive,\u201d says Brendon. Ryan can see him clearly in his mind, running downstairs, closing and locking his front door. \u201cAnd if you keep talking I might crash my car.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryan whimpers. \u201cJust\u2014I feel so empty, Brendon. I need you to\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, I know, you need my knot,\u201d Brendon says, and Ryan inhales sharply. Brendon must hear it too because he says, \u201cShit<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBrendon,\u201d Ryan pleads, and Brendon says, \u201cI\u2019m on my way.\u201d<\/p>\n *<\/p>\n Ryan has stripped on his bed by the time Brendon enters his bedroom. Ryan turned the light on because he knew he\u2019d want to see Brendon when he entered, and as soon as Brendon steps into the room, Ryan sees the way his eyes darken, his pupils dilate, almost instantaneously.<\/p>\n \u201cRyan<\/em>,\u201d he growls.<\/p>\n And in one, two strides, Brendon\u2019s over him, on his bed, mouth closed over his. Ryan twists and grasps as much of Brendon\u2019s sleep clothes\u2014a tanktop and fucking boxers\u2014as much as he can, letting himself be taken, submerged into Brendon\u2019s scent. Brendon has always smelled heady and a bit spicy which Ryan has always loved, but now turned on (and Ryan can\u00a0feel<\/em>\u00a0Brendon hard against him, oh god) and it\u2019s like Brendon\u2019s scent has a life of its own, wrapping around him, in his nostrils and down his throat until Ryan\u2019s not breathing anything except for Brendon, dark and thick and sweet.<\/p>\n He tastes the same way too, tongue working against Ryan, licking inside and against his teeth. Ryan moans, not doing much but responding, letting Brendon invade him and take him over. Brendon\u2019s fingers go to Ryan\u2019s thighs and Ryan shivers; but Brendon\u2019s fingers keep going back and back until they\u2019re stroking around his rim, over his entrance, dipping into Ryan minutely.<\/p>\n Brendon moans when Ryan\u2019s slick gushes out onto his fingers. \u201cHoly shit,\u201d he says into Ryan\u2019s mouth (and later Ryan will wonder how he does that.) \u201cYou\u2019re so fucking wet.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFor you,\u201d Ryan mumbles, bringing a leg back, trying to push down on Brendon\u2019s finger. \u201cAlpha, Brendon, please,\u00a0knot<\/em>\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cPatience, omega,\u201d and Ryan can\u2019t deny the type of thrill that sends through him. He\u2019s as under as Brendon, who slides a second finger in, twisting and turning and thrusting against his prostate. Ryan nearly careens off the bed and the noise he makes is loud and high-pitched.<\/p>\n \u201cKnot, please,\u201d he begs.<\/p>\n Brendon pulls away, looks at him with a slight crease in his eyebrows. \u201cYou won\u2019t be able to take it,\u201d he says.<\/p>\n That makes Ryan even\u00a0more<\/em>\u00a0excited, at how big Brendon will be, and he shakes his head, says, \u201cDon\u2019t care, want to\u2014want to feel it, please alpha.\u00a0Brendon<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShit<\/em>,\u201d Brendon curses, \u201cfuck.\u201d He fumbles with his boxers, kicking them all the way down.<\/p>\n It\u2019s not like Ryan\u2019s never seen Brendon\u2019s dick before, but right now, in heat, the sight of Brendon\u2019s bobbing erection makes his mouth go dry, and another wave of slick pulses out of him. \u201cNow,\u201d Ryan babbles, pushing his ass towards Brendon, pressing his hips forward, trying to get Brendon\u2019s cock in him as quickly as he can. \u201cNow, now, now, please, Brendon, please please please\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n He feels the fat head of Brendon\u2019s cock touch his rim. He\u00a0sobs<\/em>, pushing down. \u201cAlpha, I\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not going to hurt\u2014\u201d Brendon starts.<\/p>\n Once Ryan can feel Brendon actually inside him, he thrusts his hips forward, getting more of Brendon\u2019s length in in seconds.<\/p>\n Brendon groans, pausing. Ryan scrabbles at his back, clawing at his shoulders. \u201cCalm down,\u201d Brendon huffs. \u201cI don\u2019t\u2014wanted this so long, don\u2019t\u2014don\u2019t want to hurt you\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re not going to,\u201d Ryan whines, then, \u201cwant<\/em>\u00a0you to, Brendon, yours, want your knot\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShit,\u201d Brendon says again, and then fucks his dick all the way into Ryan. Ryan knows because he feels Brendon\u2019s heavy balls against his ass cheeks, and he moans. \u201cShit, Ryan, okay.\u201d<\/p>\n The stretch would burn if Ryan wasn\u2019t in heat, but right now it\u2019s a pleasure, only intensified as Brendon fucks into him, making Ryan feel his entire girth, a hugeness that spreads through Ryan\u2019s body and veins and soul. The ecstasy radiates through him, quivering as Brendon takes him, buries himself into him, as deep as he can get. The slick still leaking from Ryan\u2019s hole makes the way for Brendon\u2019s cock easier, but it\u2019s soon enough when Ryan knows he needs more than just a good dicking, he needs, he needs\u2014<\/p>\n \u201cAlpha, alpha, alpha,\u201d he\u2019s moaning, and he hears Brendon\u2019s voice, singing, grunting, \u201cRyan,\u00a0Ryan<\/em>.\u201d When the base of his cock starts to swell, Ryan gasps, crossing his legs and ankles around Brendon\u2019s middle, feeling it as Brendon fills his insides. His knot is locked inside of Ryan, caught past the rim and growing as Brendon moans, inside of him. Ryan gets more and more lightheaded the bigger Brendon\u2019s knot gets, until he\u2019s dizzy and delirious with how much of his body is just\u00a0Brendon<\/em>. Brendon is thrusting still, rutting, and Ryan wants to keep him inside, massive and thick and warm,\u00a0owning<\/em>\u00a0him.<\/p>\n \u201cGonna come, Ryan?\u201d Brendon asks, and Ryan almost forgot his own orgasm, caught up in just the blissful feeling of Brendon. But Brendon gets his hand around Ryan\u2019s cock, and must know how much Ryan loves being filled, because he also touches where they\u2019re joined with calloused fingers, by his knot and Ryan\u2019s entrance.<\/p>\n He strokes Ryan\u2019s rim and says, \u201cCome,\u201d and Ryan sobs, tips over the edge, releasing from every inch of his body. His hole spasms around Brendon\u2019s cock and he wants to feel him come, wants to feel Brendon marking him, mumbles, \u201cAlpha, alpha, come in me, please, please, please,\u00a0please<\/em>\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n Brendon groans and then he is, white and thick and\u00a0good<\/em>. Ryan cries out again, at Brendon emptying himself into Ryan\u2019s body, gushing into him with his knot still lodged into Ryan. Ryan says, \u201cAh, ah, ah,\u201d even when his own orgasm is over, because feeling it,\u00a0knowing<\/em>\u00a0that Brendon has dumped a part of him in Ryan, is knotting him, fills him with such bliss that he hasn\u2019t had from other alphas before.<\/p>\n When they come down, sweaty and satisfied and Brendon still in his tank top, Ryan pushes Brendon\u2019s bangs away from his forehead. Brendon looks down at him and says, \u201cI\u2019m stuck.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryan laughs, pushes Brendon\u2019s shoulders down until he\u2019s lying on his back. With Brendon\u2019s knot still in him, Ryan settles on top, head tucked against Brendon\u2019s neck and shoulder.<\/p>\n \u201cI can\u2019t believe you came for me,\u201d he says, as the haze of his heat starts to fade a little bit, now that he\u2019s sated with a knot in him. Then: \u201cI can\u2019t believe you knotted me.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell, what else was I supposed to do?\u201d Brendon says. \u201cYou were begging me on the phone, you expect any sane alpha to resist that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMaybe,\u201d Ryan says. He tilts his head up, brushes Brendon\u2019s bangs away again. \u201cWe don\u2019t have any claims on each other.\u201d<\/p>\n Brendon scoffs. \u201cAfter knowing each other for years, I\u2019m surprised we didn\u2019t do this sooner.\u201d He strokes up and down Ryan\u2019s side, fingers sometimes straying back to where they\u2019re joined, but it turns Ryan on less than it just makes him happy. The reminder for both of them.<\/p>\n Ryan swallows, and takes a chance. \u201cDo you want me to help you then, during your rut?\u201d he asks. And then, lightly, \u201cSexual favors and all.\u201d<\/p>\n Brendon laughs. \u201cOkay. I mean, yeah,\u201d he says. \u201cI guess that means I\u2019ll be staying here for a while.\u201d Then he makes a face. \u201cThen I have to ask Spencer or Z to look after Bogart and Penny.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWe could always go to yours,\u201d Ryan says, and an idea occurs to him. \u201cAnd I can bring Dot.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh! Good idea.\u201d Brendon grins. \u201cWe\u2019ll be like a little family. With our occasionally neglected children.\u201d<\/p>\n Ryan laughs, ignoring the thrill that spreads through him at the mention of\u00a0family<\/em>. It\u2019s not real, but it\u2019s fine because he and Brendon are helping each other out, and that\u2019s all he needs. It\u2019s more than enough. 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\n<\/em>If you want to meet Dot you better bribe me.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nWith what???? We both know you have enough money. Food?? Kings tix??? Sexual favors??? lol<\/em><\/p>\n
\nIdk man, take an IOU. Be in my debt (forever.)<\/em><\/p>\n
\nFuck you
\nanyway are you free today?? Rn?? I wanna see your girl!!<\/em><\/p>\n
\nYeah yeah fine I\u2019m not doing anything
\n<\/em>Come over and let me kick your ass at Mario Party<\/em><\/p>\n
\nI\u2019m not letting u kick my ass at anything<\/em><\/p>\n