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Dallon's arm was swung loosely around Brendon's waist, his thumb sticking through the belt loop of Brendon's jeans as they walked. Brendon on the other hand was leaning into Dallon, smiling slightly to himself.

They would look normal except it was almost midnight, and they were walking on the dark streets. The streetlights still doing only so much.

Brendon had blood stains on his white button up, but in the dark you couldn't see that. Both of their shoes were also splattered with blood, but alas you couldn't see that either.

Brendon watched their dim shadows that you could see and in the small sections where the street lights actually did something. He took notice to the fact that Dallon's shadow was so much taller and more intimidating than his.

It's not that it bothered him really, people didn't expect that much from him since he looked pretty innocent.

Little did they know he was smarter than he looked, and stronger as well.

As the two walked, Dallon stayed alert, looking around for people who could notice them. Sure, he wouldn't mind having to take someone out, but he didn't want to put in the effort at that moment.

The two were currently going back to their hotel room after they had just broken into a small store around the block from the place where they had their first date.

They often went back to that place, and they always returned to the same booth. No one seemed to notice them.

The alarms from the store had gone off, and the police were definitely called from the people in the apartments by the buildings but they didn't care. They were close to their hotel, and from there they would grab their stuff and skip town.

They had only wanted the money.

They regularly did this whenever they lost interest in the last town, or when people started to catch onto who they were.

They had been able to keep clear from the police for awhile with this tactic, so they just continued to use it. Mess with a town till they lost interest and then move onto the next one like it was nothing at all.

"Go grab whatever you want for the both of us and I'll get the car started." Dallon told Brendon as they reached the large hotel building.

"Okay, see you in a second," Brendon replies and he steps foreword to place a gentle kiss to Dallon's jaw before he turns to go into the building.

He knew he had to be quick as Dallon grew impatient quickly. Dallon wasn't usually harsh with him, though he could be strict and Brendon didn't really like to experience that side of him.

He knew what Dallon was capable of, and he didn't want to cross the older's line. So, he tried his best to hurry in hopes that Dallon wouldn't get impatient with him.

He enters the building and he hastily makes his way up to their room. He makes his way to the elevator and when he gets in, another man steps in with him.

Brendon pushes the button for the the 3rd floor, and he goes to the back corner of the elevator. The man doesn't press a button, indicating he was going to the same floor.

Brendon tried not to stare, but he took a second to study the guy. He was tall, but he wasn't as tall as Dallon, and he had on a black suit.

It was a bit suspicious to Brendon, but then again he was one to be talking. He pulled his jacket, really Dallon's, closer to his chest in attempts to hide the blood stains on his button up.

He couldn't do much about his shoes, but he tried to shuffle into the corner to hide it. He hoped that the dim lighting of the elevator would hide it.

He feels his phone vibrate in his pocket, and he knew it was Dallon. He was scared to check it though.

He caught the man glancing at him, his head cocked a little and his eyebrow raised. He kept his gaze away from him the whole time, not liking the situation.

When the elevator finally comes to the 3rd floor, Brendon lets out a sigh and he quickly makes his way out, not looking back once.

He rushes down the halls until he reaches his and Dallon's room. He grabs his key card out and he unlocks the door, rushing inside.

He finds Dallon's bag and his own, and he starts shoving in everything that they needed. They didn't really have a lot as it was, so it didn't take long.

He throws the bag over his shoulder and he walks out of the room again, his key card still in his hand.

He takes the stairs this time instead of the elevator, and he almost runs down them. His phone was vibrating more now, but he just ignored it for the time being.

The lobby was pretty quiet, seeing as it was almost half past midnight.

He goes to the front desk and he slams down the key card down, startling the person working at the desk. He then turns and speedily walks out, not saying a world to the worker.

"Sir! Wait!"

He doesn't listen and he keeps going out to the parking lot. He walks around the back and he sees their car. Dallon's as leaning against it, his arms crossed.

"What took you so long? I texted you several times," Dallon says with a growl, and he uncrosses his arms.

Brendon just sighs and rolls his eyes a bit. He puts their bags in the back before closing the door and then going over to Dallon.

"It wasn't even that long, and the elevator was slow as ever. You know that. But can we go now? I had a bit of an encounter with a guy and he doesn't give me a good feeling," Brendon says, and he already starts to get in the car.

Dallon just frowns a bit but he listens nonetheless, not wanting to argue with his boyfriend.

Whenever he gets in the car and buckles, he turns to look at Brendon for a few seconds. His eyes were reading the younger males expression.

He takes his eyes away from him and he starts the car. He knew they had to get out of there, there was no reason to stick around at all.

"Tell me more about your encounter with that man." Dallon spoke, his voice pretty low.

Brendon only hums a little as he looks out the window. It was still pitch black out, the moon and the stars were really the only things able to be seen from the window. The silhouettes of trees were noticeable, but he really paid no mind to those.

Brendon knew how possessive Dallon was, he didn't really mind though. He liked seeing Dallon get mad and protective over him if someone tried to even so much as talk to him. It made him feel safe for some reason.

"He was just pretty odd.. I mean he kept staring at me like I was doing something wrong," Brendon says with a shrug.

"Did he see the blood on your shirt or shoes?" Dallon's asks, smirking. "That could've been the reason," he adds shortly after.

Brendon giggles and he rolls his eyes a little.

"No, I covered myself with your jacket and the elevator lights were too dim, you couldn't see anything. I'm not sure about my shoes, I sort've just tucked my shoes into the corner," Brendon replies, giggling.

Dallon only nods, and he hums quietly to himself.

"Did you leave anything in the hotel room?" He then asks, and he looks to Brendon for a few seconds before his focus goes back to the road.

"No, we didn't have much left anyways. Do you have the money?"

Dallon nods and he gestures to the back.

"It's in the case. I put it in there while you were up getting our stuff. Your pistols in there as well, I just didn't have time to give it to you."

Brendon nods and he sits back in his seat, but he quickly sits up again and he reaches into the dashboard. He pulls a pack of cigarettes out of the dash, along with his lighter before he sits back again.

Dallon raises his brow, but he doesn't really think much of it. He was pretty used to it by now.

Brendon rolls down his window a little before he takes a cigarette out of the packet, he lights it before taking a drag. When he blows out the smoke he watches it dance around, being interested in it.

Dallon continues driving though he glances to Brendon every now and then, watching how his boyfriend seemed so interested in the smoke that blew out.

Brendon watches the smoke with slightly dazed eyes. The next time he takes a drag and blows it out he drags his finger through it, watching as it separates into its own intricate designs.

Dallon snaps his fingers and Brendon quickly looks to him, his eyes a bit wide because he wasn't really expecting the snap. Dallon smirks a bit as he sees the blush that rises on Brendon's cheeks and he chuckles softly.

Brendon only rolls his eyes a bit, and he takes a few more drags or his cigarette every now and then, until he loses interest in it.

He puts it out, and he throws the bud out the still slightly cracked window.

He blows out the remaining smoke before rolling up his window and laying back in his seat, already being bored of riding in the car. He could never really sit still for long.

Dallon takes notice to this, and he slowly moves his hand to Brendon's thigh, rubbing and squeezing it gently. He knew it flustered Brendon, but he was bored, and he really didn't care. He loved seeing his boyfriend flustered.

Brendon looks to Dallon when he feels his hand but he doesn't say anything to him. He just continues looking out the window silently.

Dallon trails his hand higher up his thigh, knowing Brendon's thighs were sensitive.

"Do you wanna stop at another hotel?" He suddenly asks, not stopping his motions on Brendon's thigh.

Brendon nods. "I'd rather drive during the day, there's much more to see then."

Dallon squeezes Brendon's thigh again, loving the soft whimper that escapes Brendon's lips. He moves his hand higher, grazing his hand over the growing bulge in Brendon's pants.

"You're positive you want to go to a hotel?" Dallon asks, smirking a bit as he feels Brendon start to squirm.

"God Dallon, yes.." Brendon breathes out at he feels Dallon start to palm him.

Dallon smirks and he pulls his hand away suddenly, making Brendon whine. He still squirms and his seat, Dallon just watches as he continues to drive.

"Dall.." Brendon whines, and he attempts to grab Dallon's hand to bring it back to his crotch or at least his thigh.

Dallon growls softly and he smacks Brendon's hand away, making Brendon whine again and squirm more. Dallon keeps his eyes on the road, knowing this was killing Brendon.

He can hear Brendon's whines and whimpers and he would be lying if he said it wasn't turning him on at least a bit. He just sounded so needy.

Brendon moves his hands to Dallon's crotch instead, wanting to gain his attention somehow. He slowly unbuttons and unzips Dallon's pants before he palms him through his boxers.

Dallon growls again and he smacks Brendon's hand away. Brendon only moves his hand back again and he smiles to himself as he feels Dallon's growing bulge. He shoves his hand into the older's boxers, and he starts to stroke him, making Dallon groan.

Dallon gives Brendon a warning look, and Brendon just smiles back to him innocently.

"You have no idea what you're getting yourself into, Urie.." Dallon speaks lowly, his tone sending chills down Brendon's spine.

Dallon spots a hotel and he just tries to keep his groans to a minimum, but with Brendon stroking him and with him starting to pump him, it's pretty hard. He somehow succeeds though, and he's thankful for that.

He didn't want Brendon to gain that much satisfaction from it.

As soon as they pull into the parking lot of the hotel, Dallon immediately gets out and he zips and buttons his pants again, Brendon slowly follows behind, taking his sweet, precious time.

The older grabs their bags before he turns to see Brendon already walking to the hotels entrance. No one was out, since it was most likely close to 3 am.

Dallon follows him, scoffing quietly.

"Hurry up!" Brendon calls back to him, making Dallon scoff again. He catches up to Brendon, and he almost wants to smack that cocky smirk right off of his face.

They enter to hotel and Dallon checks in, Brendon standing behind him and examining the fancy room. They only experienced this type of luxury when staying in hotels. After they both had left their apartments to continue their "job", they never got this spoiled unless they were in a hotel.

As Dallon checks in, Brendon feels the need to touch him, knowing Dallon would end up getting pissed. He walks up to him from behind and he buries his face into his back, his arms finding their place around Dallon's waist.

He slides his hands around Dallon's waist and thighs, and as he brushes over one of Dallon's pockets he feels his knife. He quickly moves past it, and he runs his hands up Dallon's sides, feeling the taller tense up as he talks to the lady checking them in.

Brendon moves his hands back to the front of Dallon's pants and he moves them to his crotch, and he begins palming him, not even caring that there was someone in front of them.

As soon as Dallon gets them checked in, he smacks Brendon away and he begins walking to the elevators. Brendon huffs but he quickly follows, the sexual tension between them quickly rising.

As they get into the elevators, Dallon presses the button for the second floor, his gaze staying away from Brendon the whole time as they wait for their stop. This makes Brendon huffy and whiny, he just wanted to be able to touch his boyfriend.

When they arrive to their floor, Dallon walks out of the elevator with their bag still in his hand. He still pays no mind at all to Brendon, knowing it was making the younger needier by the minute.

After what seems like forever to Brendon they arrive to their hotel room, and Dallon puts in the key card before opening the door. Brendon follows suit, and it surprises him when he's suddenly pinned up against one of the walls, Dallon's lips on his neck.

(⚠︎︎ Bit of a smut warning, contains a blowjob ⚠︎︎)

Brendon gasps softly and his hands got to Dallon's chest as the older sucks roughly at one of the sweet spots he had on his neck.

Dallon's hands trail to Brendon's ass, and he squeezes roughly, making Brendon moan and lay his head back against the wall.

"You thought you could get away with touching me like that, didn't you?" Dallon asks, his voice still being low with lust.

Brendon doesn't answer, and Dallon pulls him back before slamming him against the wall again. "Answer me, baby."

"Yes.." Brendon breathes.

"Yes what?"

"Yes sir.." Brendon says, finally giving in.

"Good boy."

Dallon smirks and he drags Brendon over to the king sized bed that the room has. He sits down on the edge of the bed and he looks to Brendon before pulling him down and kissing him roughly, his tongue immediately entering the younger's mouth.

They make out for a bit, and when Dallon pulls away, he takes a moment to admire the redness of Brendon's now swollen lips.

"Get on your knees, baby. You know the drill."

Brendon slowly gets out of Dallon's lap and he drops down to his knees in front of the bed and between Dallon's legs. Dallon just watches him with dark, lust filled eyes.

Brendon carefully moves his hands up and he unzips as well as unbuckles Dallon's pants, and he pulls them down a bit. When they get to his ankles, Dallon kicks them off.

Brendon carefully mouths at Dallon's dick through his boxers, making Dallon groan softly. He holds back from pulling down his boxers and forcing Brendon to take him.

Brendon kisses at his tip through his boxers, and when he gets a growl from Dallon, he slowly and teasingly begins sliding his boxers down. Dallon lets out a soft sigh as he feels his boxers being removed, his hard on finally being free.

Brendon immediately runs his tongue up Dallon's shaft all the way to his tip, resulting in a low groan escaping Dallon's lips. He smiles a little to himself, being satisfied with that reaction.

He starts placing open mouthed kisses up his length, and when he reaches his tip he slowly takes it into his mouth, sucking softly. He occasionally lets his tongue run through the slit, swiping away the drops of pre-cum.

Dallon has to bite his lip to be able to stay quiet, and he grips the sheets a bit. He slowly moves one of his hands to Brendon's hair, tugging lightly, making Brendon moan.

Brendon eventually takes all of Dallon into his mouth and he begins bobbing his head, letting his tongue swirl around the base, this making Dallon let out a low moan.

"Fuck.. such a good boy.." Dallon mutters, his eyes slipping shut for a few seconds.

Brendon moans at the praise and he begins bobbing his head a bit faster, wanting to please Dallon.

Dallon tugs at Brendon's hair more and he groans, his head now hanging as he continues biting his lip to try and stay quiet. Brendon's hips buck when Dallon tugs his hair and he moans, sending vibrations.

Dallon's hips buck up as he feels the vibrations, and Brendon's buck again, and he falters for a second but he quickly regains his composure and he continues bobbing his head quickly.

"Take a breath, baby boy. You'll most likely need it," Dallon says, smirking a bit as he looks down to Brendon.

Before Brendon really has the chance to try and do anything, Dallon starts bucking his hips more, and he fucks Brendon's mouth. Brendon moans and he gags a little, but he lets his jaw go slack.

Dallon feels his jaw go slack and he takes it as his opportunity to let his hips buck more. He grips Brendon's hair and he forces his head down.

Brendon can only sit there and take it, but he absolutely loves it. His dick was straining his his pants, but he knew he couldn't touch himself or even so much as take off his pants.

"Such a good little slut, taking my cock like this," Dallon groans out without really thinking about it. Brendon seems to like it though, so he doesn't really think much of it.

"Shit, Bren.." Dallon moans, and he lets his head hang again but it's not for long. His hips stutter a bit as he looks down and he sees Brendon looking up at him with innocent eyes.

Brendon moans softly around him and it once again sends vibrations. He keeps his jaw slack and he takes whatever Dallon does to him.

After a bit he can tell Dallon's close, as his hips start to stutter more and he becomes more vocal.

Dallon tugs on Brendon's hair hard before he lets out a low moan and he releases down the younger's throat, making Brendon moan and buck his hips up once more.

When Dallon finally lets Brendon pull off, the ravens panting, and he has a bit of Dallon's cum on his lips. His cheeks are flushed, and his lips are still swollen.

Dallon can tell he's needy still, as there's an obvious tent in his pants but he's not going to give him what he wants. He pulls Brendon up and he kisses him quickly, removing the cum from his lips. When he pulls away, Brendon whimpers.

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"If you didn't be a little brat earlier I would've let you come, but you were one so now you have to sit with that baby," Dallon says as he pulls up his boxers.

Brendon just whines and he gets off of him. He quickly strips down to his boxers and he flops down onto the bed with a huff. He buries himself under the blankets and he doesn't even look at Dallon anymore.

Dallon just rolls his eyes fondly and he pulls his shirt off, leaving him in just his boxers as well. He crawls under the covers behind Brendon, and he holds the younger's waist, pulling him to his chest.

He gently kisses at Brendon's neck, and then head. Brendon hums a little and he relaxing, his act of being all pouty quickly fading as he gets Dallon's attention.

Dallon kisses at the mark he had cut on Brendon's shoulder awhile ago, his mark. The mark proving that Brendon was his, and only his.

He takes notice to Brendon's gentle breathing, and his parted lips and closes eyes, this showing him that he was either really close to being asleep, or he was asleep. He just keeps him close to his chest, being extremely protective over the man in his arms.

He buries his face into the back of Brendon's neck, his tiredness slowly getting to himself Nd taking over, causing him to close his eyes and hum contently.

"I love you, baby, forever and always," he whispers as he feels himself fall asleep.

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(Ah, okay so this was my first time writing anything like this so I hope it didn't suck. I tried my best!
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