Hotel Room [Brandon DiCamillo Drabble]
thinking about travelling somewhere with the CKY crew and staying in some filthy hotel rooms and having to share a bed with dico and ryan
“God fucking damn it Raab what the fuck did you spill on the bed?!” You touched the stained sheets but then immediately recoiled after thinking about what it could possibly be.
“He pissed the bed when he was fucking loaded.” Bam laughs, clutching his chest as he snorts. You looked at Chris with disgust but he shakes his head quickly.
“No I fucking didn’t! Rake spilled a beer earlier.” You roll your eyes.
“Well I can’t fucking sleep under there and I’m god damn exhausted, I don’t want sticky ass sheets to touch me I’m not drunk enough for that.” Dunn finished his beer and crushed it on his head before replying.
“Just go into mine and Dico’s room and sleep there, he’s probably already passed out.” You stood at the foot of your gross bed, contemplating for a moment before huffing and grabbing some stuff and heading out of the trashed hotel room.
“The one time I’m supposed to have my own damn bed.” You muttered under your breath before banging on the door of Dico and Ryan’s hotel room that was across the hall from your’s Bam’s and Raab’s. Rake and the rest of the crew were in a third room down the hall. A disgruntled Dico opened the door, in just his boxers and his hair all messed up.
“The fuck do you want?” He mumbled, clearly annoyed at your interruption. You pushed past him into the room.
“Nice to see you too Dico! I’m sleeping in here, it’s fucking mingling in the other room.” You threw your stuff on Ryan’s bed before seeing that his bed was probably more disgusting than yours.
“God what the fuck is all that? Did he eat chicken wings in his bed?!” Dico laughed and rubbed his eyes.
“Good luck sleeping on that.” You shot him a concerned look that turned to pleading. He sighed when he noticed this.
“Fine you can sleep in mine.” You smiled and hugged him, giving him a kiss on the cheek. Dico brushed you off and climbed back into his bed, moving over to leave you space. You began undoing your jeans.
“What the fuck are you doing?” He tried covering his eyes with his hands but was not really trying all that hard.
“I’m not sleeping in denim jeans? And I didn’t pack pyjamas so you’re in luck.” Dico didn’t look impressed, in fact he looked kind of worried.
“Are you trying to give me a boner or something.” He muttered, thinking you wouldn’t hear. You smirked at him as you kicked your pants off, leaving you in your panties that did not cover your ass too well.
“I’ll leave my shirt on to save your dignity DiCamillo.” He rolled his eyes as you clambered into bed with him. He moved over to the point he was almost falling off the edge. You huffed,
“Brandon I’m not diseased.” You pulled him up and turned so your back was against him, pulling his arm over your waist so you could half-spoon, just to lie comfortably of course. You didn’t push your ass against his crotch like how you sort of wanted to, figured that might be too far. You could almost feel that Dico’s eyes were burning into your neck, he didn’t feel relaxed at all. Probably fighting every urge to not get a hard on in this moment. After some time you needed to change positions, opting to turning around and draping you leg across Dico’s, leaning your head into his neck.
“You’re killing me Y/n.” Dico whispered making you laugh.
“Keep your horniness to yourself I’m too tired.” That answer surprised him, definitely wasn’t a yes but wasn’t necessarily a never. He grinned to himself contently but was still wholly uncomfortable with the whole ‘don’t get hard’ thing.
A while had passed and the two of you were still cuddling, teetering on the edge of sleep when a drunken Ryan unlocked the door and barged into the room. He landed face first on his bed but immediately groaned when he felt a sticky sauce under him.
“For fuck’s sake.” He lifted himself off the bed and went over to throw himself on top of you. You groaned and pushed him off.
“There’s not enough room in here for you!” You whined but Ryan just shook his head.
“Well I’m not sleeping on that floor, I’m joining you two love birds.” You waved your arms at him,
“Not in jeans you are.”
“Yeah Y/n wants everyone naked.” Ryan’s eyes widened when he pulled the sheets back to see the two of you in your underwear.
“Guess I’m joining the party.” Ryan unbuckled his pants and tore his shirt off before stumbling into bed with the pair of yous. You had to turn over so you were spooning Dico and lying slightly on Ryan, there was no way the three of you would all fit otherwise. Unfortunately due to the confined space your ass was properly pressed against DiCamillo’s crotch now and the outline of his dick became a prominent feeling. You gulped as you felt Dico clear his throat and shift uncomfortably, trying to prevent the inevitable. It didn’t help that Ryan moved like a motherfucker when he tried to sleep, meaning you now moved and shifted against Dico. Over a short period of time you felt him become hard until he was bright red in the face.
“I need to piss.” He grumbled, removing himself from behind you and pacing quickly to the bathroom. He shut and locked the door as you began to snicker.
“He’s going in there to jerk off isn’t he?” Dunn whispered making you laugh into your hand.
End.
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