"John wrote a song about me" Brian said the moment he entered your house, you turn to look at him ready to question him, but by his expression you knew it was better to let him talk "that fucker, all I want is to help and make the song sound better, and he goes off and writes a fucking song about how horrible I am."
As Brian was speaking, he started to throw everything he had on his hands, first it was his coat and then the little book where he wrote his songs.
You open your mouth to say something, but Brian was quite distracted, and he continued talking.
"I mean... I do so much for the band and all I get back is a song calling me out!" Brian continues his speech as he started to walk towards the bar where he prepares himself a drink "and the fucking song is called backchat! It's not even that good."
When Brian was in a mood like this, it was so sporadic, but when they happen you couldn't help but feel so turned on by him.
His eyes were so dark and the way he frowns made him look so good, so when you open your mouth you knew exactly what to say.
"Well... he isn't that wrong," you mutter innocently "you tend to let your ego go quite a lot."
The look that Brian gave you was enough to make you cum, his eyes were scaring you as he narrows his eyes and drank his beverage in one gulp.
"What did you say?" Brian question you while he started to walk slowly towards you.
"I mean... you sometimes go really hard on poor Deacy, he is so sweet and you tend to overshadow him a lot," you continue your teasing taking steps back until your back was pressed against the wall and Brian was in front of you covering all your body.
"You will regret saying that," Brian mutter as he started to take his belt off, your breath hitch at that sight, but you couldn't help but continue.
"What? Telling the truth?" Brian quickly grabbed you by the neck pushing you harder against the wall.
"So we have a brat today, eh?" Brian whispered eyeing you with pure anger.
You bit your lip and nod, wanting to make him even angrier, which you achieved.
Brian groans before he harshly turns you around so now your face was pressed against the wall, he then grabbed your hips and pull them so your ass was on display for him.
You thank yourself for wearing just Brian's shirt today with nothing more, Brian pulls the shirt off your ass to show him you were completely bare.
"Fucking slut," Brian whispered as you felt a harsh spank on your ass, you scream in pleasure arching your back a little more while you wiggle your ass for him "I want you to count."
You nod and moan a yes for him before you felt another spank.
"One... two... three... four..." you moan every number already feeling your juices dripping down your legs "five... six... seven... eight..."
You could tell Brian was having a good time, cause even though you loved a good spank, you knew Brian always got so hard when he did that.
"Just two more," Brian mutter while he massages your already sore cheeks "can you take them?"
"Yes, daddy," you moan loud enough for him to hear before you felt two more spanks with even more force than the others "nine.. ten..."
"I would tell you, you are a good girl, but you don't de
serve that yet," Brian said pulling your hair and moving you so now you were facing him "I want you in our bed completely naked and ready for me, and don't you dare touch yourself, okay?"
