Exactly Where You'd Like Me (1/1) | Brendon/Patrick | NC-17

Title: Exactly Where You'd Like Me [1/1]
Author: lolab 
Pairing: Patrick/Brendon (Brendrick!)
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Q: "What's the most ridiculous thing you ever bought?" Pete: "Ryan Ross." So yeah. Pete's. Not mine. Fictional as far as I know.
Warnings: Seduction via piano playing. Use of really tasteless music in sexual situations.
Summary: "So there really isn't anything you can't -- or won't -- do."
Author's Notes: How the hell did I end up shipping these two? And yet it works. This employs a history I created for 13 Degree Fever (not yet posted, as it is part of the clan_collective), in which Brendon once held a, ahem, second job to supplement his Smoothie Hut income. ;) The lyric prompt is below.
Dedications: For falling_words , as usual, for demanding Patrick/Brendon as soon as the lap dance image came to us both. I hope this adequately shows my gratitude for the Pete/Ryan she wrote so indulgently and beautifully for me, occurring (as you will notice here, if you look closely ;) at this very same bachelor party.

Blame typos on my new kitten, Pete Wentz IV, who likes to keymash. <3

( Contrary to popular belief, Patrick Stump is not in love with Pete Wentz. )

"the god of skinny gay boys and their hips", i forget the second one, and now...

jfalaz just called me the prince caspian of slash.

the PRINCE CASPIAN. OF SLASH.

i think i can die happy now, honestly.

who wants to write me porn?

ETA: okay, reccing this like whoa, b/c i'm not even halfway done and already i had to go get myself off three times what you think i'm joking b/c I'M NOT it's doing insane things to me.

http://heavyhart.livejournal.com/42472.html

(ETA II: the master of gay porn writing. that was the second one. ;)

(ETA III: b/c gabe speaking plain old ENGLISH didn't turn me on enough already cobra wasn't fucking awesome enough already:
http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=19549883&blogID=403359801
)