My love (a Brandonthelover fanfic)

Brandons lover

Heat ( he - eat)

A feeling of extreme sexual hormones.

Ex: Brandon is in heat.

Synonyms: horny, lewd, aroused

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Y/N:

It's been about five days since Brandon left to New York with the other husbands for a convention. I miss him so much and he'll be back tomorrow.

I've been planning on how I'll surprise him when he comes back but I'm not sure. For right now I'm just making sure he doesn't come back home to a pigsty.

I'll admit I've been a little off for the past few weeks. With midterms and all the tests and whatnot it's sent my mind into a frenzy of anxiety. And it also caused me to emotionally eat but we don't have to talk about that.

I miss my boyfriend so much and I wished he didn't have to be gone so long.

But it makes me even happier that he gets to be with his friends, I know he doesn't get to see them often.

After coming out of my depressive slump I get my lazy ass up and start working on making this house look spick and span.

I put on my headphones, cue my feel good playlist and get to cleaning every surface.

I was in quite the slump it seems. The house was filthy.

I didnt even realize how bad it was until I started trying to fix it. I started to get a sense of self disgust as I kept cleaning up.

It took me four hours to scrub down everything surface that faced the wrath of my midterm depression.

I plop down on my couch in relief that I'm finally done with the heap of a mess my house was. I walk past my old room that I used to sleep in and sometimes still sleep in if I'm mad at Brandon. I decide to sit inside it and it reminds me of the me and B before we were together.

It only took three months before we started dating but it was nice. But now life is better now that we're together. I love him.

I take a shower and dress in my favorite pajama set that he bought for me. I rest my head down on the pillows on my bed and close my eyes.

I don't know why Im acting like I couldn't of been in here before. I just slept in Brandon's room because he wanted me in there with him. But being in here feels somewhat nostalgic (it's only been two years).

After sometime and a few yawns I drift off to sleep.

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NEXT MORNING:

"Mmm." I hear a groan lightly in my head. Or at least I thing it's in my head.

*flick*

"Mmm. So good." There it is again. And this time it sounds more like my boyfriend.

*flick*

"Ahh" I let out a light moan and my eyes lids suddenly shoot up. When I focus my attention on the cause of my moan, I feel the soft warm lick of his tongue on my clit.

"Good morning sweetheart." He looks up from my pussy to look me in the eyes. "Brandon your home I'm so happy that your... ahhh." I'm interrupted by another slow lick of his tongue.

"We can talk about that later, but for right now I'll do this." He dips his whole face into my pussy and uses his teeth to tug on my clit, which makes It ten times more pleasurable.

"Such a sweet pussy. I've missed this." He continues having his way with me until I'm a complete mess beneath him.

I'm digging my fingers into his hair to keep him in the right spot. I try closing my legs when it starts to feel like a lot but he just opens them back up wider.