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May Be Naked Now by untappedbeauty & disarm_d (NC-17)
Fandom: BANDOM (Panic at the Disco)
Pairing: Brendon Urie/Spencer Smith
Length: ~25,000 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
untappedbeauty & disarm_d
Author Website: Disarm_d's Fic Masterlist on LJ and Untappedbeauty's Fic Tag on LJ
Why this must be read:
Ending the tour of bandom fuck-or-die/sex pollen stories with an almighty bang, this story takes the sex pollen scenario and extends it over a period of time during which things get more and more fucked up. The use of POV in this story is amazingly well done--what characters know, understand, and believe about each other and what's going on is really perfectly portrayed, in the midst of lots and lots of hot sex. As with any sex pollen story, consent is somewhat dubious, and this story plays that out to the hilt, and then - my personal favorite thing! - it deals with the consequences.
He doesn't forget the way Spencer was looking at him -- that's not something you forget -- but he's distracted enough while the others shower and he gets his shit together for the hotel that he sort of stops thinking about it. Not thinking about it goes out the window, though, when Spencer comes up behind him in the middle of the changing room and just...touches him. Touches his hip, to be specific.
Spencer touches him and Brendon freezes and waits, because, seriously. What? Spencer's usually all about the buddy touching: quick hard hugs and occasional wrestling matches on the floor of the bus. This doesn't feel anything like buddy touching, especially when Spencer's fingers tighten.
"We're gonna room together," Spencer says. It's not an order, but it's not really a question, either. Brendon's not really sure if he's supposed to say anything or not, so he just stares down at Spencer's hand and nods.
"Yeah, okay," Brendon says. Spencer's fingers squeeze for another brief moment, like he's happy with Brendon's answer, then he pulls his hand away, pausing for a moment to rub his thumb over the side of Brendon's neck.
May Be Naked Now
Pairing: Brendon Urie/Spencer Smith
Length: ~25,000 words
Author on LJ:
untappedbeauty & disarm_dAuthor Website: Disarm_d's Fic Masterlist on LJ and Untappedbeauty's Fic Tag on LJ
Why this must be read:
Ending the tour of bandom fuck-or-die/sex pollen stories with an almighty bang, this story takes the sex pollen scenario and extends it over a period of time during which things get more and more fucked up. The use of POV in this story is amazingly well done--what characters know, understand, and believe about each other and what's going on is really perfectly portrayed, in the midst of lots and lots of hot sex. As with any sex pollen story, consent is somewhat dubious, and this story plays that out to the hilt, and then - my personal favorite thing! - it deals with the consequences.
He doesn't forget the way Spencer was looking at him -- that's not something you forget -- but he's distracted enough while the others shower and he gets his shit together for the hotel that he sort of stops thinking about it. Not thinking about it goes out the window, though, when Spencer comes up behind him in the middle of the changing room and just...touches him. Touches his hip, to be specific.
Spencer touches him and Brendon freezes and waits, because, seriously. What? Spencer's usually all about the buddy touching: quick hard hugs and occasional wrestling matches on the floor of the bus. This doesn't feel anything like buddy touching, especially when Spencer's fingers tighten.
"We're gonna room together," Spencer says. It's not an order, but it's not really a question, either. Brendon's not really sure if he's supposed to say anything or not, so he just stares down at Spencer's hand and nods.
"Yeah, okay," Brendon says. Spencer's fingers squeeze for another brief moment, like he's happy with Brendon's answer, then he pulls his hand away, pausing for a moment to rub his thumb over the side of Brendon's neck.
May Be Naked Now