Alan Rickman Character One Shots

The Arragned (💐 PART 3 NSFW)

You pulled Brandon to the bathroom and smiled at him sheepishly. This was your first time, you'd always been a person for foreplay, but you'd never been touched by a man, you'd always done the touching.

Brandon turned the bath faucet on and you wrapped your arms around his neck. Brandon rested his hand on your waist and you pulled him down, kissing him softly. Brandon hummed and took off his coat hesitantly. You smiled and bit at his bottom lip. Brandon groaned softly and pulled his head back, his lip still being caught in your teeth.

You smirked and let his lip go. He stared down at you for a minute, you could see the lust pour into his eyes as he kissed you roughly. You ran your fingers through his hair, scratching his scalp a bit. Brandon let out a low growl and you backed away from him, starting to remove your layers.

Brandon watched you carefully, he was finally able to. You untied your corset and pulled it over your head. You then stepped out of your petticoats and crinoline, leaving you in only a white gown. You glanced to your side, watching Brandon in your peripheral as you pulled the gown over your head.

You saw his breath hitch and he gulped, the sound echoing through the room, bouncing off the tile. You giggled softly and slowly turned around to face him.

Brandon's eyes slowly scanned your body and he walked over to you, placing his hand on your waist. You smiled at his warm touch and tried not to glance at the bulge growing in his pants. You tore from his grip and slowly got into the bath, Turing the faucet off.

Brandon blinked and stared forward, you wished you could hear his mind.

How in gods name am I supposed to be modest when I want to ravish her? Calm down Christopher, she's only twenty, do not tarnish what you have. If you do this right she'll bare you beautiful children, just like mother- NO don't think of mother! Are you dense?! We're better than this Christopher! God she's been waiting for AGES. Take off your clothes. STOP STANDING THERE CHRISTOPHER!

Brandon suddenly flinched and started to undress awkwardly, he looked like he was still in his mind. "Christopher?" You reached out and grabbed his pant leg.

"We don't have to do this if you don't want... we can wait... I can wait..."

Brandon looked at you and furrowed his brows, "No. I'm just very... nervous..." he chuckled softly at his confession. You smiled softly, "No need..."

Brandon nodded and took off his Lenin shirt, leaving him in pants and boots. He was actually pretty muscular, the many layers of clothing covering up his chest. You smiled and tugged on his pants more, "Hurry up!" You wined, letting your head fall back on the tub.

Brandon chuckled and kicked off his boots. You bit your lip and Brandon stripped completely. You looked at his cock and it almost gave you a headache.

Brandon sunk into the warm bath across from you, letting out a long sigh. "This is nice..." he smiled.

You giggled and crawled over to him, Brandon put his hand on your chest and pushed you back, "You don't want to do that darling..."

"I know what I'm doing Christopher..." you whispered.

Brandon shook his head and his hand slowly traveled up your neck, grabbing your face. "I don't think you do." He leaned forward and tilted your chin up. "May I...?" He asked, his hand above your hip.

You nodded softly, "I'm yours... don't ask for permission... just do..."

Brandon nodded and grabbed your hip, pulling you down at an angle a bit, it was a lot more comfortable and supported your head. You watched Brandon carefully and his finger traced over your abdomen. Your breath hitched a bit as he touched your upper inner thigh. He flinched slightly and looked into your eyes, to make sure you were ok.