off!limits bren: yes and you'd be trying so hard to do a good job and follow that simple rule but brendon kept"accidentally" brushing his hand against ur thigh making u drop your pencil or he'd be talking to the guys n make a comment about how much he loves giving oral and you'd press down a little too hard on the paper and have to start over and fuck!! you didn't think it'd be this hard but the fact that hes off limits and incredibly gorgeous n flirty makes u want him even more -@uriespace
No !!! please !! i’m weak for this ! he would know that he isn’t supposed to do anything with you because all of the crew had been given the same speech about you and how you’re “strictly forbidden” and he would of course /have/ to torture you because there is no way he would actually follow that stupid rule “there are so many groupies that we are allowed to fuck! What makes this one chick so forbidden?” he’d protest and he’d have thought you were attractive when he first saw you but the fact he wasn’t supposed to have you made him literally desperate to get you in bed and yes omfg he would totally do everything he could to make your breathing hitch or your heartrate speed up and he would for sure say things to make you blush and think the worst thoughts about you. Like you’d be sitting at the little table with your computer in front of you trying to work on a post about the night before and you’d be a little distracted because you couldn’t stop thinking about that oral comment he had made the day before and you’d be thinking about how good he probably is with his mouth and how his stupid lips would feel all over your body and the guys would have all been out doing something (prolly an interview) and you’d refrained from tagging along because you needed to get the post typed up and Brendon would come onto the bus without you noticing because you were lost in your thoughts and he’d lean over where you’re sitting and whisper “whatcha doin’” in your ear and you’d jump a little bit and grab your chest, your heart speeding and you’d curse and say “fuck off, Brendon!” as you made an attempt to hit him, and he’d give you this /adorable/ pouty look and huff a little as he plopped down on the couch. And he’d look a little tired and his hair would be a bit messy because of the wind and the fact he didn’t care to fix it. And you’d be dragging your eyes down his body and he’d get this devilish smirk on his lips and he’d say something like “you know. I’ve had a really long day.” and you’d snap out of it and you’d frown a little and say “oh, I’m sorry. You’ve got a little time before soundcheck. Why don’t you nap?” and he’d shrug and say “i could. Or you could get down on your knees and show me if your mouth is good at doing more than sassing everyone and complaining.” and you’d go red on the cheeks and scoot back a little bit in your seat and say “brendon! What the hell? No, you know the rules! Absolutely not!” and he’d groan and say “fuck those stupid rules. Honestly? Who are they to tell me who I can and can’t fuck? You’re of legal age, meaning we’re both consenting adults! We aren’t breaking any /actual/ laws by hooking up. Come on. The guys won’t be back for a while still, Ryan dragged them to some God awful shop miles from here. We’ve got plenty of time.” and you’d stare at him blankly and he’d sigh heavily and unbuckle his belt and bite on his lip before rubbing his stomach, and he’d shrug with an “if you’re not gonna I’m gonna have to take care of myself because thinking about your lips around my cock has gotten to me. Not gonna lie.” and he’d push his jeans down to mid thigh and you’d shoot up to a standing position and would look around the entire bus and you’d be thinking at a mile a minute before saying “We won’t tell anyone!” and he’d enthusiastically agree and would watch your every move as you got to your knees and you’d suppress a smile when you pulled him out of his jeans and /god/ the moment you took him into your mouth he’d let out this breathy almost moan like sigh and you’d melt.