I was thinking about making tons of band member/M readers. Like with every band member. I'm probably gonna clear out my requests (sorry guys) and keep the tytrick because it sounds like a ship I could write. I might make some of the /readers omegaverse, too? Like band member is the omega or switch it around? Idk, you guys like omegaverse so...

Also there was a request for Elisa/Patrick/Pete but I really don't like writing or reading Elistrick. It's not that I don't ship it because I am happy they're together, I just don't really like seeing it in fanfiction... sorry guys :/

"Patrick, are you sure about this?" Ryan whispers breathily, bucking his hips up against Patrick's hand as he rubs his hardon through his jeans.

"It'll be fine, Ry." Patrick replies, unbuckling the guitarist's belt and sliding his lips against the brunette's. They kiss for a moment, the sound of it echoing through the empty closet as their teeth bite at each other and they quickly increase the pace of their movements.

"Go slow," Ryan requests, "I've never done this before."

Patrick nods, kissing the traces of weed from the boy's lips until the substance is poisoning his own. Hands leave bruises on hips and pants become whines as Patrick's jeans fall to the ground and his length springs free. Neither of them see it though, too caught up in kissing and biting and sucking.

Ryan moves his long fingers to Patrick's length, prepping the boy with precum before wiping his fingers on his shirt and grimacing.

Patrick looks down and crouches quickly, grabbing the lube and condom from his pocket and handing the lube to Ryan, "Hold on."

Ryan watches in fascination as Patrick rips the condom with his teeth and rolls it into himself, pulling the brunette closer soon after.

Their lips collide once again, fingers becoming more aggressive as Ryan tugs the blond's hair and Patrick grabs the lube from the bottom's fingers.

Neither of them say a word, just kiss while Patrick slips one, then two fingers into Ryan's ass, gently massaging the entrance to make him relax and swirling his fingers inside but he can't get too deep in the position they're in.

"Turn around," Patrick breathes, pulling away. Ryan quickly complies, chest against the wall as Patrick eases the two fingers back inside him, kissing the boy to ease the pain.

"Hurts." Ryan hisses.

"I know, I know." Patrick replies, leaving his fingers for a little or at least until Ryan's head falls forward to the wall. He begins scissoring slowly, letting Ryan get used to the stretch.

"You doing okay, Ry?" Patrick asks when there's a moment that the brunette doesn't say anything.

"Mhmm," Ryan replies softly, "You can add a third..."

Patrick kisses his lips softly slipping one hand to Ryan's cock as he shuts his eyes and presses his third finger in gently.

Ryan gasps, squeezing his eyes shut to accommodate for the burn, but it's not long before it begins to fade and Patrick continues, stretching Ryan out until he's loose enough to fit Patrick's length.

"You okay?" Patrick asks again, Ryan looks back, meeting the singer's lips with his own.

"Yeah." he replies in a sultry voice, smiling the slightest afterward. Patrick smiles back and kisses the boy before pulling his fingers out and wiping them on Ryan's shirt.

"Fucking nasty," Ryan quirks.

"It's your ass," Patrick points out as he lubes up his cock.

"Still," Ryan replies, turning around, "So how are we doing this?"

"Carefully," Patrick replies, "missionary is obviously the most vanilla but we're currently in a closet. So... I could do it where you're facing me, back against the wall and like... your legs on my hips or whatever. We could put you facing the wall, kinda bent over like doggy style, or I could sit on the floor and you could ride me."

Ryan bites his lip and after a moment, he nods, "I like the last one. I wanna kiss you."

Patrick smiles and kisses Ryan softly, pulling him down to the ground where he sits against the wall and Ryan joins him soon after, rising to his knees and stroking Patrick's cock a few times. It's long, much longer than he thought it would be and thick and it gets to the point where he asks himself if four fingers was enough. And then it gets to the point where his mouth is almost watering because compared to his own, it's actually pretty damn long.

"You gonna stroke me all day or get to fucking yourself?" Patrick giggles.

Ryan blushes a dark red, "It's not... it's just... how's it gonna fit?"

Patrick kisses Ryan gently, easing his ass back up and pressing the tip of his cock to Ryan's entrance and begins sliding Ryan down. His lips move from the guitarist's lips to his jaw, nipping small bites and then onto his neck where he bites down and Ryan clenched hard around Patrick's tip.

"Fuck." Patrick breathes, "Just try to relax, push, I guess. Take deep breaths 'cause this part hurts the worst."

Ryan nods, gripping Patrick's shoulder a little harshly before sliding himself down little by little. The brunette presses his forehead against Patrick's as he stops for a moment, hips trembling as he tries to accommodate Patrick's length and tears rising to his eyes.

"You okay?" Patrick asks softly, "Need to take a break for a moment?"

"N-No, I'm... I think I'm okay..." Ryan replies quietly, before continuing. He's not sure how far he is. All he can really focus on is how much it hurts and how stretched he feels.

He has to stop again, tears beginning to fall from his eyes because it fucking hurts and it shouldn't.

"P-Patrick," Ryan whines, "C-can't."

"You're an inch away, you sure you wanna stop?" Patrick asks, massaging Ryan's hips.

Ryan swallows, and finally just shakes his head and fits the last in, wincing even though it's not that bad.

"Don't move yet," Ryan requests, "please."

"Of course not," Patrick nods, kissing Ryan instead, "You move when you're ready. We're taking this as slow as you need."

Ryan nuzzles against Patrick's neck as he slowly waits for the burn to fade. It takes a few minutes and he wonders if it'll ever go away, but it eventually does. Ryan takes a deep breath and rises, wincing a little before pressing back down. It feels nice. Really nice, actually. Ryan gasps at the feeling and Patrick only giggles and kisses the boy as he drops himself again.

"Feel good Baby Boy?" Patrick laughs.

"Oh fuck, yes," Ryan groans, just giving up and rocking their his hips together until he's throwing his head back and Patrick's biting down his Adam's apple.

Patrick rises Ryan again, pressing him down so his cock hits right again the boy's prostate and Ryan swears he's never felt so amazing in his life.

"Patrick, fuck!" Ryan yelps, then buries his head into Patrick's chest as he mumbles out nonsense and fucks himself on Patrick's length, "S... so full..."

Patrick bites down on Ryan's neck, slapping the boy's ass and hearing the boy cry out in pleasure and pain. Neither of them s ag a word, too caught up in kissing and biting and sucking roughly as Ryan continues to slam down on Patrick's length, more and more vigor coming with each movement as he continues to his the brunette's prostate.

"Ryan, oh fuck!" Patrick yelps when Ryan clenched unnecessarily tight around him and  slamming down right after and before he knows it, he's spilling in the condom.

Ryan continues to ride the boy until Patrick stops his hips due to the oversensitivity, "ouch, ouch, ouch."

"What?" Ryan asks, confused. It doesn't take long for him to realize what happened, "Did you fucking cum prematurely?"

Patrick blushes a dark red, hiding his face before Ryan huffs out in frustration, then smiles as shakes his head.

"You're such a fucking dork," Ryan giggles, shaking his head as he slides off of Patrick, "You gotta suck me off, though."

"But we've already filled the condom." Patrick replies.

"Do you want me to talk to you for the next few days or not, Stump?" Ryan asks with a glare. Patrick sighs and finally just nods, pressing Ryan against the wall and holding him there by his hips as he breathes down Ryan's length, looking up at the boy.

Ryan whines a little when Patrick kicks one long strip from his balls to his tip and back down, then swirls his tongue around the tip. Patrick's mouth had always been fucking amazing, tight and wet and skilled. Ryan didn't know how he was so fucking experienced but he was. Probably from sucking Pete off for favors, but that was another story.

"Yo, is this closet empty."

Ryan looks to his side with wide eyes where the door is open and Pete is staring right back with Brendon's hand quickly unbuckling the man's jeans from behind.

"Oh fuck," Brendon coughs, "How about we uh... how about we get outta here."

Pete nods, quickly shutting the door and Patrick only sighs in disappointment, Ryan going soft.

"Well, this was a failure." Patrick chuckles, scratching the back of his head. Ryan sighs and leans down, kissing the other boy.

"At least I'm not a virgin anymore. And we have a condom full of cum for the punch," Ryan replies with a small smile. Patrick hands it over and Ryan kisses the boy before pulling his boxers and jeans up followed soon after by Patrick.

"This is gonna be the best fucking prank ever," Ryan chuckles.