Title: Brave Enough To Punch Russell Brand? [S/A] “We shouldn’t... What about your boyfriend? What about Russell...?” the American singer panted, trying to restrain himself.
Author: cried_the_stars + Katie xD
Pairing: Brendon/Noel Fielding
POV: 3rd person
Summary: "Have you got a favourite flavour?"
Warning: Umm... Stalkerish detail?
Disclaimer: Never happened, I don't own Brendon or Noel :(
Beta: Emilie (:
Author Notes: Dedicated to Christine Joerres. HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!
“Oh fuck him; he left me for that slut Katy Perry a long time ago!” Noel snapped as he crawled up Brendon’s body; planting a trail of kisses and making the younger man squirm.
“N... Nnn... Noel, I need you...” Brendon said pathetically, clutching the sheets.
“Where do you need me Bren?” the English comedian teased playfully.
“I... I need you inside me,” the other boy replied, grabbing Noel’s hair and pulling him up.
“Fair enough,” Noel replied, planting a kiss on Brendon’s lips before getting off the bed and walking over to his cupboard.
“What are you doing?” Brendon asked curiously, turning over to watch his lover.
“Looking for the stuff... Have you got a favourite flavour?” Noel grinned cheekily
“Uh... You can pick.”
Eventually Noel found what he was looking for and returned to the younger man.
“Ready?” he asked softly, stroking Brendon’s back.
“I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.”
“Good,” Noel replied, slicking up three fingers with lube, and pushing one into Brendon’s entrance.
“Shit!” Brendon cursed as he got used to the pain.
“Damn you’re tight! You sure you’ve done this before?”
“Yeah, my ex-boyfriend, before he sort of left the band... and me.”
“Aww, don’t worry babe, I’ll take care of you, in fact, I’ll take care of anyone who’s brave enough to punch Russell Brand, and as it stands at the moment, that’s only you,” Noel said soothingly, pressing another finger inside.
“Damn, seriously, no offence, but your fingers are way bigger than Ryan’s,” Brendon complained.
“Yeah, yeah, another’s coming up sweetie,” the older man warned, pushing in the final finger and stretching the boy out.
“I must be masochistic, because this hurts so much but I feel so much pleasure,” Brendon said poetically.
Noel gave Brendon a strange look as if to say “What the fuck?” and positioned his dick in front of the boy after slicking it up with lube.
“Yep,” Brendon replied and Noel pressed in, earning a muffled moan. “Do that again.”
“Your wish is my command,” Noel whispered, repeating what he had done seconds ago.
For the next few minutes they reiterated the same actions, Brendon rocking his hips in time to Noel’s thrusts.
“I’m close...” Brendon whispered.
“Mmm... I think I am too.”
Noel started to jerk Brendon off quickly, and although the younger man tried to hold on for as long as he could, the feeling became too much and he spilled into Noel's hand, swearing loudly which made the older man go over the edge.
“Wow... You’re just... Brilliant,” Noel gasped, pulling out of the boy.
“I know,” Brendon said, grinning happily.
“Vain bastard,” Noel replied before snuggling up with the singer and falling asleep.