#dom!brian

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summary - brian may x reader SMUT inspired by the song bad guy by billie eilish. dom!brian and fem!reader. daddy kink at the start. y’all this is kinda filthy.

warnings - smut!! strong dominance & some language.

note - italicized phrases are the lyrics from the song

You stood in front of the full-body mirror, inspecting yourself. Your knees; they were painted in shades of red, blue, and purple bruises, and were extremely noticeable. 

Your boyfriend Brian walked up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing himself as close as possible to your body. He kissed your neck and you sighed into him. 

“So beautiful, baby,” he said, admiring the sight of you in the mirror. 

“Got bruises on both my knees for you,” you laughed, smiling up at him. 

“My good girl,” he murmured, kissing your forehead. 

Of course, you’d gotten used to the aching pain of kneeling on your pre-existing bruises time after time. When Brian got turned on, he became extremely dominant, forcing you down on your knees through the pain. Blowjobs were probably one of his favorite parts of sex; he loved the sight of you below him, sliding your mouth up and down his length. 

“Fuck, yes, Y/N,” he’d growl, grabbing your hair. 

When you hollowed your cheeks on his cock, Brian would let out a string of pleasured moans. You’d look up at him with doe eyes, and he’d throw his head back from the pure pleasure of making eye contact with his perfect, good little girl.

At some points, Brian would take over, fucking your mouth as you choked. 

“That’s right, baby girl,” he’d praise. “Choke on Daddy. Your mouth feels so f-fucking good on my cock.”

Sometimes he’d cum in your mouth, but Brian usually loved most to finish all over your tits. 

“Clean yourself up, baby girl,” he’d gasp, watching you with dark eyes.

Brian almost always made you clean yourself up after blowjobs. You’d collect his cum off of your skin with your finger and pop it into your mouth, sucking it off agonizingly slow. Brian’s eyes never left you, and he’d let you take your time as he caught his breath. 

The rough blowjobs were worth it, though- not that you didn’t like sucking him off - because afterwards, he would fuck you absolutely senseless. Brian would pick you up and throw you on the bed, stripping you of your clothes, if any were remaining, that is. 

He would straddle you and attack your neck with open-mouthed kisses, thumbing your nipples with his expert hands as he did so. 

“A-ah, Brian,” you moaned into him. 

“You were such a good girl, sucking me off so good,” he murmured into your skin. He sat up, taking his cock into his hand and pumping it. Brian looked at you with raised eyebrows. “You ready?”

You nodded eagerly, biting your lip.

Brian lowered himself and positioned himself in your entry, and he slid into you. It was slow, but it was deep.

The actual sex would never be as dominant and rough as the blowjobs were. Brian would fuck you nice and deep, with so much passion, just like he knew how to do. You would fall apart on his cock, screaming out a mess of his name and moans. Even after the blowjobs, he would always come a second time. 

So there you two stood, pressed together, gazing into the mirror. 

The bruises looked almost beautiful. It was a mark, a sign that you were Daddy’s good little girl. 

«Cat» Freddie murmurs with a sigh. Brian immediately stop thinking he hurt him.

The guitarist immediately holds him tightly leaving soft kisses «Baby? Are you okay? Did I hurt you?»

Freddie knows he can’t lie to him, Brian knows him better than anyone.

«Fred? Do you want to talk about it»

«I just...» He takes a deep breathe, he knows that Brian won’t be mad but still. «I don’t know maybe.... What you said... I didn’t like»

They‘ve played this game before but tonight he wasn’t in the mood. Brian nods, pressing a sweet kiss onto his lips. «Love, I didn’t mean it»

«I know, I’m just not in the mood»

The tall man suggest a cuddle laying down with Freddie on top of him.

Don’t worry darlin! I loved all your Maycury ask 🥰

-

Brian was this close to bend Freddie over the table of the pub and fuck him senseless if the little bitch didn’t stop act like a slut.

Freddie obviously knew what he was doing to him and he didn’t have intention to stop. So this all the night went and when come back home Brian didn’t waste time and pinned his boyfriend against the door.

«What’s wrong, Brimi?» Freddie teased with a mischievous grin getting on Brian’s nerves.

«This is what happened when you act like a brat» Brian said pinching Gwil’s hip making the young boy moaned against the gag. He’s been very mouthy and the guitarist always knew how to punish these bratty men.

«I can’t hear you, baby, do you want say something?» He also love: teasing him, he knew what makes Gwil go crazy and he benefited from it.

Gwil rolled his eyes earning an hard smack on his thigh. «Mmhf!» He cried out against the gag making Brian laughs even more.

«Are you ready, kitten?» John says, and the low voice in his ear makes Freddie shiver before he nods his assent keeping his eyes.

«Open your eyes, Fred» Brian requests and he does, blinking slowly meeting Roger’s blue ones.

«What do you want to do, Bri?» John says and when Freddie’s eyes flick to Brian’s, he can see the eager look on the guitarist’s face and the way his fingers are itching to open his pants.

Just with that, Freddie feels his cock take interest, bouncing between his spread thighs. They all want a piece of him.

Brian comes in close, stepping up next to John and putting a hand on his shoulder. John seems to understand the silent request and moves to the side a couple of crouched side steps.

Freddie looks up to John towering above him, and then his eyes move down to where John unbuttons and unzips his pants and pushes his underwear down far enough at the front to let his cock out.

Freddie opens his mouth expectantly, dying to take something and please someone

«Don’t be a brat, Freddie»

Freddie closes his mouth slowly, and lowers back to his heels like he should. When he’s back in position, John comes back towards him and then reaches towards his face. «Open up for me, kitten.»

Freddie complies easily, letting John slip a thumb over his tongue. Mouth held open with a thumb holding down his tongue

«Suck.» At the simple request, Freddie closes his mouth around the digit and begins to move his tongue before sucking on it properly.

The glint in John’s eyes as he does tells him that he’s doing a good job «That’s perfect» John removes his thumb and then turns to Roger. «He’s all yours.»

With that, the other two men move around him. Roger stands up, unzipping and then pulling out his cock. Freddie opens his mouth, and Roger isn’t gentle about shoving his cock into Freddie’s mouth.

It takes a few moments to gather a rhythm, but soon enough he’s being so close to making him gag, Freddie works his throat around it.

Roger’s half-hardness quickly turns to fully erect and he can hear him begin to pant above him. It only serves to make Freddie work harder, sucking Roger down as far as he can and then working his throat to best provide the most efficient pleasure.

Roger’s hands link around the back of his head and pull him down onto his cock, keeping him there for several seconds and just when he thinks he can't take it any longer, Roger pulls away. Roger steps back, stroking his now slick cock and lets someone else have a turn.

Brian steps in.

First, Freddie chokes, then gags but he straightens up, gets his brain back and settles quickly. If he thought Roger was being rough then he was in for another surprise from Brian. The usually well-demeanored man is an absolute machine when he gets going.

His own cock is certainly gunning for the treatment Brian is giving him. Brian’s cock pushes in and out quickly, then hard, and then stills, resting right on his gag reflex.

Freddie’s relaxed though, not letting it get to him as Brian practically applies bruises to his throat. He holds Freddie’s face in his hands, thumbs digging in painfully to the bolt of his jaws and the constant pressure against them brings tears to the corners of his eyes.

Freddie keeps his head angled as Brian settled, and he can see Brian throws his head back in ecstasy. He pulls out fast, enough to rock Freddie backwards and nearly lose his balance. «Beautiful.» Brian says

«S'alright, Freddie» John says. «Here, open up for me»

Freddie follows the direction, opening his mouth, feeling the burning ache that's already beginning to set in.

John slides in, his thick cock taking up the room in Freddie's aching throat but still he sucks and he licks, swallowing around him. John's not so rough and that's a godsend itself, but he can sure last himself a long time.

«C'mon, John…» Roger pants from behind him.

Freddie smirks around the cock in his mouth, but John catches him and then thrusts his cock further, rougher than he has been.

Freddie breathes valiantly through his nose and doesn't let John catch him out and throw him off his game. More tears from being overworked, from John catching the back of his throat and John seems to reward him, carding a soft hand through his hair.

«Fred, love» Brian calls and it sounds so far away. John's cock leaves his mouth and he looks up to find John red-faced and straining. Brian and Roger aren't faring much better.

«Get yourself off, kitten. You can touch yourself.»

He would much rather have John's hand on his dick, but he knows that for doing it himself, he'll be getting something much better in return.

John, Roger and Brian all crowd around his front. They loom over him with matching predatory grins and Freddie feels so helpless to obey anything they wish of him. All three man are jerking themselves, breathing heavily. Freddie focuses on that and god, they need to hurry up or he's going to come first.

It's Roger who comes first, his load shooting towards Freddie's chest and he feels it hit him and then drip down in slow motion. John comes next, come landing on his face, a drop in his open mouth and then it’s running down his chin and onto his thigh.

He's painted more as Brian come almost simultaneously, bringing Freddie over the edge too, his own come spurts upwards and onto his stomach, just about, with John and Brian coming on his chest.

He's warm and sticky and tired. Shoulders slumping once everyone and himself have finished. Then John is crouched before him, kissing him, rewarding him for being good.

Oh my🔥🙊

-

«They’re beautiful, aren’t they?» Roger said languidly. John felt himself blush leaning into the older man’s touch, his arms tied to bed and a ball-gag in his mouth

A soft whine escaped from Freddie on the other side of the bed completely at the mercy of Brian where was teasing him mercilessly.

«You won't be allowed to cum» The curly man said firmly, John let out a frustrated moan and Freddie closed his eyes ready to take his punishment.

The two men sit down in front of the bed watching their boys squirming. «Now, if you dare to cum there’s gonna be consequences» Brian said holding a little remote and turned both vibrators on medium level.

👀👀

-

«Look at him» Brian grinned looking down at the boy tight up to the bed «Eager to be punished»

A loud smack and then a muffled cry filled the silence in the room, Roger smacked Adam’s tight making the young man arch his back.

«You this supposed to be punishment and yet he’s enjoying it» The drummer teased

«Because he’s a slut»

Adam whined against the gag, the two man laughed at him. «Now this is what is going to happen» Roger crawled close to him. «We’re gonna fuck you but you’re not allowed to cum»

Despite the crudely in Roger’s words Adam couldn’t help but moan loudly.

«Take this as punishment to be a fucking tease on stage»