I know how you feel when you’re alone, lying on your bed, looking at your phone as if it’s meant to bring you peace from all the demons tugging at your head. You ask yourself; who in the hell will love me? And you should always remember no one will, unless you love yourself.
warnings: daddy kink usage, dom!brendon, v nsfw !!
You were sat on the bed, your back pressed against the headboard of the bed. Currently Brendon was heading hee from the studio and you were eagerly waiting for him, badly.
An hour earlier Brendon was sending dirty messages of how he had been thinking of fucking you the whole time or how he had been imagining your hands tied up while you’d be a moaning mess in front of him. Those short messages made you weak already and you couldn’t imagine more once Brendon gets his hands on you.
Though it felt like years already and Brendon still hasn’t arrived, and you were wet for him already. Honestly you couldn’t wait for more to feel Brendon inside you the way he would thrust in you and hit that sweet spot making you moan.
You couldn’t help it anymore as one of your hands crept its way under the covers, easily enough you were just wearing a pair of red lacey panties that Brendon loved on you. There your finger pushed aside the thin fabric while your fingers brushed against your wet folds.
“I think I have earned the right to open my front doors any way I want.”
“Nobody talk to me; Nobody human has anything to say to me today!”
“I said you were the most beautiful thing I had ever known.”
“He’s the one who broke the promise.”
“Because every time you see them happy, you remember how sad they’re going to be… and it breaks your heart. Because what’s the point in them being happy now if they’re going to be sad later? The answer is, of course, because they are going to be sad later.”
“Remember every black day I ever stopped you, and then, and then, do the smart thing: Let somebody else try first.”
“Fezzes are cool.”
“Investigation? Who says I’m investigating? Do you think I’m going to start investigating just because some bird smiles at me?! Who do you think I am?!”
“No, I have a thing. It’s like a plan, but with more greatness.”
“The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice versa the bad things don’t always spoil the good things or make them unimportant. And we definitely added to his pile of good things.”
“Because it’s a surprisingly accurate description!”
“NEVER use force, you’ll just embarrass yourself. Unless you’re cross, in which case… always use force!”
“It is not a snog box!”
“Either you turn off your clever machine or I’ll blow you and you new paradigm into eternity.”
“Didn’t anyone ever tell you? There’s one thing you never put in a trap. If you’re smart, if you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow, there’s one thing you never, ever put in a trap.”
“Brave words, Dick van Dyke.”
“An ancient creature, drenched in the blood of the innocent… drifting in space through an endless shifting maze… for such a creature, death would be a gift.”
“I am and always will be the optimist. The hoper of far-flung hopes and the dreamer of improbable dreams.”
“Carrots?! Are you insane?!”
“Pantophobia. Not fear of pants, though, if that’s what you’re thinking. It’s the fear of everything. Including pants, I suppose, in that case.”
“Yes, I am dying. You’ve been trying to kill me for centuries, and here I am, dying of old age. If you want something done, do it yourself.”
“Stetsons are cool.”
“Oh, why do you always have handcuffs?”
“Still not ginger!”
“How does anything get there? I’ve given up asking.”
“I’ve never met anybody who wasn’t important before.”
“Bow ties are cool.”
“I’m being extremely clever up here and there’s no one to stand around looking impressed! What’s the point in having you all?”
“Can you hear them? All these people who’ve lived in terror of you and your judgement. All these people whose ancestors devoted themselves, sacrificed themselves, to you. Can you hear them singing?”
“Well, it’s a big club, we should get T-shirts.”
“Good men don’t need rules. Today is not the day to find out why I have so many.”
“My journey is the same as yours, the same as anyone’s. It’s taken me so many years, so many lifetimes, but, at last, I know where I’m going, where I’ve always been going: Home, the long way ‘round.”
“Safe? No! Of course you’re not safe! There’s about a billion other things out there just waiting to burn your whole world, but if you want to pretend you’re safe just so you can sleep at night, then, OK, you’re safe. But you’re not really.”