My love (a Brandonthelover fanfic)

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This is also before they were married and before she graduated.

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I'm in my second year of college and I'm stressed. I did not know it would be this bad. Paper after paper, essay after essay, exam exam exam, midterm midterm... I can't catch a break. My head hurts knowing that I have two more years of this.

Brandon of course has been very supportive and very helpful. Even though he has no idea about what I'm doing he's still there for me.

"Ughhhh this stupid fucking essay." I exclaim loudly and I see Brandon walk into our room. "Sweetheart your louder than me playing my game." He snaps at me lightly with his headset on. "I can hear you through my headset." I roll my eyes at him.

"Then turn it up louder. I don't know what to tell you." I snap at him. I don't want to but I'm really stressed right now and can't really control my emotions. "Excuse me." I turn my head up at him. "You heard me." I challenge him.

"Oh so you think you can just talk to me like that and I'm not gonna do anything." I take advantage of his already simmering anger. "Yeah cause your not gonna do anything." I smirk at him and he stalks slowly towards me.

"Oh no sweetheart. I'm gonna do something." I love seeing him like this.

He crawls on the bed while making eye contact with me. Grabbing my arms and pulling him towards me he kisses me.

He gets up and goes to the closet and grabs something out of it. I don't know what it is but I have some ideas. "Turn around." I tend to like testing his waters and I go against his wishes.

"No."

He raises a brow at me. "No."

He flips over and put a blindfold over my eyes. My pants and panties are ripped off of my body and I'm left speechless as he gives my ass a hard smack.

It surprised me I was not prepared for that. He wraps my arms behind my back and I hear him unzip his pants. But before he goes any further he gets up and goes back to the closet to grab something I can see this time.

Its a dildo. "Well why would he need that." I think to myself in fear.

He also pulls out lube and I know what he's going to with it. "Brandon what are you doing." He shushes me and rubs my head. "I'm not gonna punish you. I know your stressed, but I wanna see if you can take it."

I shudder in fear. "I don't know if I can." He rubs my back. "If you don't want to we don't have to." He tuts at me and kisses my back, but I take a moment to think and I actually do want this. I wanted to try this for a while.

"I want to."

He raises his eyebrow again. "Oh really. Well that's great because I want you to."

He puts lube on the dildo and starts easing into my ass. I scream in agony as I feel the unfamiliar stretch of the toy. "Ohhh mmmmm ow." He massages me softly to relax my muscles.

"It's okay but the only way this is gonna work is if you relax princess." I breath heavily and he doesn't proceed to push it any further.

"I'm ready for more."

He responds by pushing it further into me and I arch my back in pain. Tears stream down my face as I try to get used to the feeling. It burns inside of me and it feels like something is ripping me.

"Sweetheart if you need me to stop please say it." I shake my head vigorously. I don't want him to stop the pain is challenging me and I want to win.

"Are you sure baby."

"Yes Brandon. Deeper please."

He obeys and pushes it all the way in. My body starts to accept it and I relax into the burn. He notices and begins to ease himself into my entrance. The feeling of having both him and the toy inside me is overwhelming.

I'm shaking a lot and he sees it, but his small loving strokes relaxes me and I feel better. "Oh Brandon." I moan his name. And he thrusts harder into me, that tells me that he liked it.

He pulls out the dildo and pushes it back in at the same time he thrusts back into me. Cry out a plea as he does that. My body convulses and I shake from exhaustion.

With both the dildo and his dick my orgasm has me on the verge of fainting. I can't keep consciousness if I have to go through that again. But I find myself having a harder orgasm and still be awake and aware.

We fall onto the bed and breath heavily. He takes the dildo out and I feel empty. The air is cold against my aching hole, a tear escaping my eye and rolling down my cheek.

"Shh shh it's okay baby. Are you alright, I know that was a lot for you." I turn my body towards him and grab his face. "It was great, a lot, but great. Thank you for not rushing me." He nods and kisses me softly.