#bri.request

A/N: You didn’t say what type of smut and I’ve been wanting to write some post-argument, bratty Bri smut soooo… Here you go lmao!

(Also I really like how this turned out so I’m adding it to my masterlist)

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The argument had been stupid and petty, and you both knew it. But still, an hour later, Brian continued to sulk, ignoring you completely. You were about to give up when you had an idea.

You approached where he sat on the couch. “If you look at me, I’ll blow you.” You said, just loud enough that Brian could hear you.

He shook his head, keeping his face turned away from you. “No.” He snapped, but then couldn’t help but look over at you, just a small sideways glance.

omg 😭 You’re welcome sweetheart! Omg I love your work so much! That Deacy breeding kink HC literally killed me it was so hot omg! And thank you so much for sending in a request, I’m so glad you’re the first person I get to write a HC for; it’s very fitting, since your work is what inspired me to do this!

(Also, I up you from reader’s first time with face riding to reader and Brian’s first time with face riding)

(Here’s a link to the list of prompts!)

50: Face Riding (w/ Bri)

I’M SO SOFT ABOUT THIS

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Brian shifted in bed next to you, rolling on his side so his sleeping form was facing yours. Sunlight was beginning to stream through the closed blinds. You’d only been awake a few minutes, but we’re unwilling to leave your peaceful sleepy boyfriend.

Without really meaning to, you reached out and brushed your hand through his curly locks. His eyelids fluttered open and he flashed you a tired smile.

“Sorry,” you whispered. “Didn’t mean to wake you.”

He reached out to run his thumb over your lips. Such a familiar gesture, yet it never failed to send warmth to your cheeks.

“Mmmm,” he hummed quietly. “So beautiful.”

Your hand moved from his hair to the side of his face. You regarded him fondly. “I was going to say the same about you.”

He laughed. “Good morning.” He said, lifting his head from the pillow to lean over and place delicate kisses against your cheek, then your temple, then your forehead. “What a woman to wake up to.” He spoke slowly, still in the process of waking up.

“Love you, Bri.” You said softly.

OH MY GOD YES!

77: You got a cute butt.

90: Scoot over.

You took advantage of your day off work to join Brian at the recording studio, making good use of the small couch Freddie had insisted on leaving just outside the booth. You sat cross legged and pretended to read, though after awhile you abandoned the act completely, setting your book to the side in favor of ogling your boyfriend.

His long fingers moved fast across the neck of the guitar and you let your mind wander to the other uses of those fingers.

“Alright, let’s take 5.” Freddie said, and Brian strolled our of the booth.

“How do we sound darling?” he asked.

“Excellent as always love.”

“I do agree!” Freddie said triumphantly. “We sound delicious.”

Brian crossed the room to you and nudged your leg with his knee. “Scoot over.”

“Do I have to?” You asked, letting your eyes roam his body quite obviously. “I’m really enjoying my view. You got a cute butt Mr. May.”

“I’m always trying to say that to him darling!” Freddie exclaimed, making you laugh.

oh there’s a mood! okay so this little blurb is pretty much all based on the line “I’m gonna ride, ride the night into the morning sun” because jesus christ that’s really hot. (also this was a little longer than I thought it would be oops)

you and brian have both been really busy with you respective jobs, and haven’t had much time to see each other. when you get home at night, you’re both too exhausted for sex, and have recently just been falling asleep, only to rush out the door the next morning. then one day, bri’s had enough. he misses his girl, the feel of your skin against his, the sounds you make when he’s got you moaning beneath him. so he takes matters into his own hands. He makes sure to leave band practice early, telling freddie he can’t stay any later than he has to. 

When he hears your keys in the lock, he rushes to open the front door. “Oh! Bri! I didn’t know you’d be home!” you say, startled.  He doesn’t say anything, just crashes his lips against yours, pulling you into the apartment and letting the door swing shut behind you.  He roughly pushes the coat off your shoulders, letting it hit the floor.  You let out a small laugh, surprised (and turned on) by his actions. He backs you up against a wall, one knee between your legs. “I’ve missed you so much lately baby,” he says. “need to feel you again.”  He kisses you again, his tongue against your teeth. You let out a whimper as he lifts a hand between your legs, snaking his fingers past your underwear, sliding easily into your wetness. You hadn’t realized how long it really had been since the two of you had touched eachother like this. You could feel him getting hard through his pants, his hips rolling forward into you, keeping pace with the movement of his fingers. “Baby, baby” you pant, lifting one of your legs to curl around him, pulling him closer. He takes his fingers out of you, watching as you hold his hand to your mouth, sucking your juices off his long fingers. “Shit babygirl” he says under his breath. “Are you ready for me?” he asks, pulling himself free of his boxers. You eye his length and nod, waiting for him to push into you, and he does, pushing you back against the wall, even harder. His thrusts are sloppy at first, desperate to feel you, but soon he develops a measured rhythym, your spine hitting the wall with every thrust.  You pull his shirt over his head so you can dig your fingers into the skin of his back. “Fuck bri, just like that, fuck” you say, voice high and full of ecstasy. He reaches down to run his thumb over your clit which sets you off even more, bringing you to climax in a matter of seconds.  He finishes soon after you, and gives you a kiss before saying “I made dinner. Let’s eat and then go for round two.. and three..”

I always reply to requests in order, but I very nearly broke that rule for this ask - I’ve been so excited to write this one. A few of the prompts on my list were meant for specific boys and this was 100% meant for Bri 💖💖 You’re the first person to ask for one of the prompts I added in hopes that someone would request a certain boy, so thank you!

92: Look! Fireflies!

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You and Brian had taken full advantage of being in the middle of nowhere at Ridge Farm, going stargazing almost every single night while the boys were recording their latest album. Away from the lights of the city, the stars were so clear.

It was the last night, and you were thinking about how much you were going to miss the crisp night air of the countryside and the sound of crickets when you went back to the city.

Naturally, you and Bri stayed out even longer than usual, sharing a blanket and body heat as you watched the night sky. Brian pointed out some of his favorite constellations, his face pressed close to yours so you could see where he was pointing.

It was almost one a.m. and you were wondering if it was dangerous to fall asleep on a roof. You were having a hard time keeping your eyes open. As much as you wanted to continue appreciating the skyline, you couldn’t help but bury your face in Brian’s shoulder, breathing in his familiar smell. 

He smiled fondly at you, kissing the top of your head. You stayed like that for a long time, nearly asleep, pressed against Brian’s shoulder.

You’d nearly drifted off when he shook you gently. “Look!” He whispered excitedly. “Y/N, look! Fireflies!” 

Your eyes fluttered open to find starlight buzzing all around you. 

Brian’s face was illuminated in a pale yellow light. “Beautiful,” you said, referring more to your boyfriend than the glowing bugs.

Okay I’m doing them separately, so I’ll start with 9 & do 32 asap!  Thank you for the request angel! 💘

(Here’s a link to the list of prompts!)

9: Actually Getting Caught (w/ Bri)

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Bri had only been on tour for a month and a half, but it felt like so much longer than that

during a brief break in the schedule, the boys returned home to rest before heading onto the next part of the tour

you met them at the airport, and you and Brian were all over each other immediately

Freddie was the one to interrupt

“i’m having a party tonight darlings, and you simply must come”

you and Brian both tried to hide your disappointment

you’d really just wanted to spend the night pressed up against eachother, making up for all the lost time

but you relented, mostly because Brian whispered in your ear “if we hurry home, we can get one round in before the party”

and you did, the sex frantic and sloppy, each of you grabbing at the other as if it was the last time you’d ever have sex

you both came quickly, after so many weeks apart

and then you were in a cab, on the way to Freddie’s place, Brian’s thumb tracing lazy circles up the inside of your thigh.

I’m always taking requests darling! Please feel free!

Okay this ask is really hot and really fucks me up, like imagine one night you’re lounging on the sofa.  Bri is in your arms, both of you slightly buzzed, and he asks in a low voice if you have any fantasies he doesn’t know about. You let the liquid courage get the better of you and laugh, saying “I think it’d be really hot to be tied down and let  you have your way with me”.

Brian’s head whips around to look at you, his gaze snapping up to your face. “You’re serious?” He asks, watching you with sudden clarity, despite the wineglass on the table beside him.

Your face goes red and you stare at your lap. “I’m sorry, nevermind- I shouldn’t have said-”

“No no no,” he cuts you off. “I think it’s hot.”

You look at him to see a dangerous smile hinting at the corners of his mouth. “You do?”

He turns around to face you and pushes a stray piece of hair away from your face. “Mm-hmm” His hand drifts to your mouth, and he pushes two fingers past your lips, over your tongue, watching you intently as you suck on them. After a few second, he pulls them out of your mouth, trailing his hand down your body, stopping at the hem of your skirt, pushing it up slighly and rubbing you over the fabric of your panties.  You let out a shaky breath at the pressure, but before you can even moan, he pulls his hand away. “Get up” he says, voice low, and you follow him silently, as he leads the way to the bedroom.

He pulls a tie from the closet and walks over to where you’re standing by the bed. “Are you going to be a good girl for me?” He asks, his mouth close enough to your face that you can feel his lips brush your ear. You nod, your throat tight with anticipation. Brian shakes his head. “I’m gonna need a little more than that from you babygirl” he says.

“I’m gonna be so good for you, Bri” you say softly.

“That’s what I want to hear.” He says, and pulls you closer to him, kissing you before biting your lower lip roughly.  He pulls away to slide your shirt over your arms. “Get on the bed for me, okay love?” he says and you comply, climbing atop the covers.

He straddles you and takes both of your wrists in one long-fingered hand. “Arms up babygirl.” He says, and secures your wrists to the headboard tightly with the silk tie.  When he’s done, he smirks down at you, admiring his handiwork. “Look at you so helpless for me” he says, hands trailing down your chest to the top of your panties. His eyes have a darkness you’re not used to as he studies your body.

He pulls your legs apart and looks up at you. “This okay love?” He asks. You nod, heart racing from the position you find yourself in. And then he pulls your panties to the side, licking your folds ever so gently. You buck your hips up to meet him, but he pushes you down with a firm hand, hard enough to leave a bruise. “I don’t think so doll” he says in a warning tone, and returns to leaving light kisses between your legs, just enough to keep you on edge, until you’re moaning and desperate beneath him.

You pull at the restraints, letting out a whimper as he pushes his tongue ever so slightly into your pussy. “Please” you whimper. “Please Bri please”

He pulls away from you, smirking. “Please what, princess?”

“Please touch me, fuck me, anything. I need more.” you say.

“So greedy.” He teases, but indulges you by pushing a finger into you, curling it upwards. He moves it in and out at a painstakingly slow pace and you find yourself rolling your hips upwards again.

“Thought I told you not to do that doll.” he says, pulling his finger out of you. You whine at the loss of contact and watch as he slowly lifts the finger to his lips, licking it clean, and never breaking eye contact with you. 

You push your legs together for a little friction, any type of relief and pull on the restraints again, muttering under your breath “Fuck me”.

“What was that? What did you just say?” He teases, still not touching you.

“Fuck me” you repeat louder, adding on “Please.”

That’s all it takes for him to be on top of you again, sucking marks into your neck and pushing your panties all the way off.  He shimmies out of his jeans and pushes your legs apart again, aligning himself at your entrance. “Are you ready for me?” he asks and you’ve barely nodded when he grabs onto your shoulders for leverage and thrusts into you, hard and deep. You let out a scream and grip onto the restraints around your hands tightly as Bri thrusts in and out of you with more energy than ever before.  His chest is pressed up against yours, your faces touching as he pulls you closer to him so he can fuck you as hard as possible.

“Fuck! Just like that!” You moan which sets him off even more as he pulls in and out of you at an unbelievable pace.

As you near your highs together, his thrusts become more frantic, and he’s absolutely panting in your ear, cursing under his breath.

“Bri- Bri I’m gonna come” you warn him.

“Me too babygirl, come for me, come for me” he says between heavy breaths, and you let go, riding out your high as Brian continues to thrust deep inside you.  Feeling you clench around him sets him off even further and he cums deep inside you, still gripping your shoulders tightly.

You’re both panting messes as you finish, and he slides out of you, reaching up to untie your arms. Your wrists are red from tugging so hard at the restraints, and he kisses them softly. “That was amazing” he says, and you trail your thumb across his mouth.

“Thank you” you whisper, resting your head on his chest.

(Okay not all of my little request drabbles will be this long but this one really got to me holy shit wow that was much longer than I intended it to be, I’m gonna go take a cold shower now bye)