bri can get it

You pulled up your blanket slowly, as to not strain your body. Another bed bound day. This isn’t the first time and definitely not the last.

It was slightly drizzling out, so you had faced to watch the window for the past few hours. You had books next to you, but you didn’t think that you’d be able to reach them without pain. You called Brian a while ago, but he told you that today was a very busy day in the recording studio and that he wouldn’t be able to stop by to help and be with you until later. You counted him apologizing at least 15 times. He understands how hard it can be on you, and always does anything he can to make you feel more comfortable.

You turned your head away from the window, the pale gray light starting to hurt your eyes. You deeply sighed and stared at your ceiling.

Suddenly, there was a soft knock on your bedroom door. You assumed that it was one of your friends, who you also told about yourself being bed ridden today. To your surprise, it was Brian. In his arms, he held a heating pad and a small stuffed bear. You smiled when you saw him enter your room and move closer to your bed. He knelt on the ground, getting more eye level with you. “Hey.” he smiled at you, lightly putting his hand over yours after setting the bear next to you. “Are you feeling better than earlier?” He put the heating pad on the floor.

“Hey.” you softly returned. “Not really.. but I’m starting to now that you’re here.” He chuckled. “Yeah, sorry I’m late, sweets. I had to finish up in the studio. They wanted me to do more, but once I told the guys about you, they let me go early. They all want you to know that they’ll be stopping by later, and’ll be bringing lots of ‘gifts’.” He used his free hand to make quotes around ‘gifts’. Usually, if they brought gifts to you, it was copious amounts of food. But hey, you weren’t complaining.

“Well, I’m glad it’s just you for now.” you softly moved your thumb over his palm, where your two hands sat atop one another limply on your bed.

Brian hummed in agreement, grabbing the heating pad from where he rested it on the floor. After plugging it in and letting it heat up for a minute or two, he laid it onto you, right over where he knew you needed it most.

“Mmm” you groaned in appreciation, softly closing your eyes and leaning your head back a little more.

Brian stood up and moved to kiss your cheek. “I love you.” he said tenderly, still holding your hand. You smiled at him. “I love you too.”

He moved away, telling you that he was going to cook you something and that he’d be back soon. You closed your eyes, letting the heating pad relax your muscles. The pain was still there, but it definitely helped.

To you, it felt like no time at all at passed when Brian walked back in holding a small bowl of soup for you. He chuckled softly. “You fell asleep, love.”

You were surprised to hear that. “How long was I out?” you tried to sit up a little, until a sharp pain shot through your body. You quickly went back down, wincing. Brian took long strides to reach you. “Hey, don’t push yourself.” He set the soup on your bed stand so he could softly caress your face, still warm from the bowl he was holding.

You leaned into his touch, just happy to be with him.

After having him help you eat, he moved onto the bed next to you, laying down and wrapping his long arm around your shoulder, the teddy between the both of your bodies. You two sat there for a while, enjoying each other’s company, until you felt Brian’s breaths deepen. He fell asleep. You moved your head to nestle closer into his chest.

In that moment, you felt so much better than you did this morning, all because of Brian.

He was in for it, all right.

When you prepared for the extravagant dinner, you definitely expected to tease Brian throughout the whole time there, stroking him through his pants when you got any chances. What you had not expected was him teasing you right back, rubbing you through your panties under the dinner table and only giving you a sly grin as an explanation. And judging by the way his expression faltered when you glared at him, he knew that he was in for it too.

Which leads you to now, after the dinner and back at home, you and Brian both stripped naked as you straddled his chest and kissed the pressure points of his neck, one hand giving slow and languid strokes to his aching cock. Brian whined, silently begging for more friction and to you to go faster. You laughed against his neck and he groaned. “Oh, sweet boy..” you murmured. “you know why I can’t do that, right?”

“Y-yes… I’m sorry! I’ll be your good boy n-now!” His hands fisted at the sheets. You raised your lips to his ear and whispered “I know you will, love. But you still need to be punished for trying to tease me back tonight. You know that, right?”

He frantically nodded, apologies falling from his lips rapidly. You stopped stroking him and sat up straight on his chest, Brian pushing his head back into the pillow as he yearned for more of your touch. You inched your bare core closer to his face, sitting above his lips. “You know how to make it up to me, right?”

“Mhm” Brian groaned as you lowered yourself onto his waiting lips. He immediately started to give your clit kitten licks, his hands moving up to rest on your thighs. “Y-yeah,” you breathed between moans. “make it up to me, my good boy..” Brian tightened his grip on your thighs at the compliment. He started to alternate between licking long stripes up you pussy and sucking your clit into his mouth, eager to please you.

He continued this for a few minutes, and you fisted your hands in his thick curls as he gave one particularly hard suck to your sensitive bud. He moaned into your heat, the vibrations sending a slight shiver down your spine.

You raised yourself off of his lips, his head following you to try to keep pleasing you. “Bri, I could let you do that all day.” you shakily laughed. “But right now I need your cock… Do you think you deserve my pussy?” You softly pet his pair as you spoke, moving back to sit softly on his chest.

Brian smiled a bit at you, eyes blown and mouth covered in your juices. “Only if you think I do.” he responded. You smirked and leaned down to peck him on the lips. “Right answer.” you whispered against him.

You moved down his body, your ass finally brushing against his hard dick. He softly moaned at the contact, and you stopped moving. He looked at you in confusion and you just coyly smirked back at him. “Naughty boys don’t get to make noise, understand?”

He was about to protest, but you raised him an eyebrow, making him quickly stop whatever he was about to say. “Y-yeah…”

“Oh, don’t be like that, love.” you leaned forward to give him another quick peck on the lips. “I know you’re my good boy and if you behave, then maybe I’ll let you make a little noise.”

Brian blushed at that, and before he could respond, you were already lining your waiting hole up to his aching cock.

“Oh… fuck, Y/N” he moaned. You tsked at him. “Language.” you said before slowing pushing in his tip. He quickly shut his mouth, because he knew that if he didn’t, he couldn’t help but be loud.

You inched down his shaft until he bottomed out, Brian letting shaky and hard breaths come through his nose. You placed both hands onto his heaving chest as you slowly rose up then back down. You fucked yourself on his cock slowly for a only a few thrusts before you had to speed up your movements.

As you sped up, Brian moved his hands to grab at your hips, his hands shaky. You would’ve scolded him, but it felt too good to tell him off. While you sped up, you moaned out “Does my good boy want to make some noise?” Brian nodded at that, his head rolling back again. You smirked. “Go ahead.”

Brian opened his mouth to let out the most pornographic moans you had heard from him, his hips thrusting up to meet yours. You moaned louder too, grabbing one of his shaky hands and moving it for him to rub your clit frantically.

The moans from both of you only got louder as you both neared your climaxes, the bed creaking loudly underneath you.

“C-can I cum?” he whined out. “Only if you ask nicely.” you responded. At that, Brian let out a string of ‘please’ as his hand moved even faster against your clit.

You felt yourself fall over the edge at that, loudly moaning as you came around his cock. “Y-yes. Cum for me.” You whispered as you came.  At the feeling of your walls contracting and the permission given, Brian let out one last loud moan as he came deep into you, thrusting up wildly.

You both rode out your orgasms together, loving the feeling. After coming down and catching your breath, you pulled off of Brian, his cum dripping down your shaky thighs. You laid down next to him, stroking the sweaty curls out of his face.

Brian shut the book that he was reading, turning to you instead.

“How’re the calculations going, Mr. Science?” you asked, giving him a cheeky smile.

You were both originally in the library to study together, but got distracted by each other’s company, as per usual. You met through Roger earlier this year, him insisting that you’d be the absolute cutest couple. And the only problem with that happening was that Brian was way too shy to ask you out and you weren’t entirely sure how he felt about you. You weren’t ashamed to admit the crush that you hid from the curly haired astronomer. And sure, you’ve dated guys in the past but Brian felt… special. You were scared you’d ruin what you two had if you confessed.

“You bloody know how it’s going, Y/N” he replied, hunching forward in defeat. Though he was stressed, he couldn’t help but smile back at you. He felt the familiar blush that creeped along his face when he was with you dance over his pale skin.

You placed a hand reassuringly on his back and soothed it down his spine. “We could always take a break.”

He hummed in appreciation but he knew he couldn’t. “No,” he whined. “the big test is in a few days and we really need to study. Especially you!” He placed the tip of his calloused finger onto your cold nose. You chuckled at this, and with that chuckle, Brian felt himself fall even deeper for you.

“Well,” you leaned back in your chair and stretched, “it’s not healthy to study for hours on end. Breaks are important, y’know.”

Brian thought for a minute, and realized that he couldn’t argue. He stood up and reached his hand out to you. “Then let’s do something.” You grinned at that and took his hand, letting him lead you out of the library.

After a few minutes of walking, he led you to a small coffee shop a little while down the road. You’d never been there, but he obviously had, considering how excited he got when telling you his favorite things about the place. He told you about how the smell of the coffee and tea would calm him when he’s feeling stressed about school or any band related issues and how the workers knew his regular order by how often he came in there. Brian didn’t even like coffee. His regular was a peppermint tea and a small scone, which is, you noted, very Brian.

You sat at the long counter while waiting for Brian to get your orders, which faced out to the street so you could watch the people walk on the sidewalk and the cars go by. The lively shop was a complete opposite compared to the dull and quiet library.

“Ok! Two peppermint teas, one chocolate cookie, and my boring scone.” Brian slid you the tea and cookie as he sat down beside you. You thanked him and took a sip of the tea.

“Good, right?” he asked happily. You nodded. Though it was hot, you couldn’t stop drinking the tea. He watched you, infatuated by your mannerisms and how nice you looked in this moment. You set the tea down to take a quick bite of the cookie and he giggled. You looked at him, and gave him a little laugh back. “What?” you asked, a few crumbs falling out of your smiling mouth.

“The cookie is very… you.” he explained. “Oh? How so?” you set the cookie down to face him properly, swallowing what was already in your mouth. “Because you’re just so sweet.”

You blushed at that, not really knowing how to respond. When he realized what he had said, he blushed as well, profusely apologizing. “S-sorry about that. Bloody hell, why did I say that?” You laughed a little “You’re really pulling out all the stops on this date, huh?”

He paused. Date? This wasn’t a date. Was it?? “This is a… date..?”

“Well I just kind of assumed..” now it was your turn to apologize. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry. I totally misread this, I thought you were… we… I’m sorry-” he cut you off by grabbing your hand softly. “Don’t apologize! It can be! I mean, if you want it to..”

You smiled at him. “I think I’d like that. If you do of course.” Brian smiled back. “Yeah! Of course! Y/N, I think I really really like you… God why am I telling you this?”

“Brian, I really like you too. And I don’t know why we’re telling each other this, but I’m so happy that we are.” you couldn’t be happier.

“Sooo, can I ask you for a date? A real one this time, I mean.” Brian stroked his thumb across your hand as he talked, a gesture that didn’t go unnoticed. “Of course, you ass! I’ve only been waiting for you to ask for like half a year! Also, Roger will finally stop bothering us about this, right?”