Ghouls (Avenged Sevenfold / Synyster Gates)

Chapter 18

"So, what film do you wanna watch?" Brian asked.

"I don't mind," I told him, grabbing some more beers for us both and sitting to cuddle on the big, leather sofa.

"Well, I do. You pick," he told me, sitting crossed-legged in front of his huge DVD cabinet.

"Well, I don't know what you have that you'd like to watch."

"Doesn't matter what I want to watch, and I've got plenty of films and if I don't have them here then they'll be on Netflix or something."

A large smirk stretched across my face as a film sprang to mind, growing wider when he turned to look at me, his perfect, warm smile radiating through the room.

"What?" he smiled.

"The Lion King," I bit my lip suppressing a giggle.

His face seemed to drop, "you serious?"

"Yeah," I blushed.

He groaned, picking himself off the floor and making his way to the sofa, "well, unfortunately, I don't have that in my highly extensive collection of very good DVDs, so we'll have to get up Netflix," he fake-smiled, the sarcasm evident.

"What the fu - ? Are you telling me you don't love the Lion King? Who the fuck are you?," I acted shocked, gasping, earning a smile from him.

"I was never a huge fan... but I'm prepared to watch it because you love it."

I blushed, cuddling into his side and taking a sip of my beer as he picked up the remote and his glass bottle, turning on the TV. He found the Netflix channel and logged in, soon finding the popular Disney classic.

The film started and we both cuddled further into each other, my arms around his waist and my right leg wrapped over his, my knee resting on his crotch and my leg falling between his as he wrapped his right arm around my shoulder.

Our breathing fell into sync, until I caused his breath to hitch. I disguised my playing with adjusting my position; rubbing his crotch with my knee and groaning as my hips grouned into his thigh. My free hand ventured his chest and tight stomach, my body lifting so that my face was closer to his, groaning into his ear a little loader. His eyes fluttered closed as his grip on his beer bottle and my waist tightened.

"Don't do this, Lau," he scorned through gritted teeth; eyes still closed as he tried to regulate his breathing.

I smirked, "why not?" I began kissing his neck and his jaw, slowly making my way round to straddle him.

"Because," his expression softened, "if you carry on, I don't know how much longer I can contain myself." His face turned to look at me and his eyes opened, his nose brushing mine.

For a moment I was lost in his gaze, completely entranced by his deep, brown eyes. "That's just the thing, Bri.. I don't want you to contain yourself. I want you to lose control with me. I haven't had any kind of genuine male attention...ever. The only attention I've received has all been for the wrong reasons.. and I haven't had sex in 3 years, and that was the..rape. You see, Brian, ever since then I've been scared of men; scared of affection; scared of love. But you've shown me a whole new side to men I've never seen. You're the first man that's ever seemed to...love.. me, that wasn't my own family. What I've felt with you, I never thought I'd have. I never thought I could love or trust or ever give myself to someone. I thought I'd be stuck with the demons of my past and the memories holding me back, I never thought I'd find someone that would change that. I know we haven't known each other all that long but, Bri I... I.. I need you. If not forever, then just for tonight. I need to know what love can feel like, I need you to save me.. before it's too late," I opened up to him. Tears threatened to escape my tired eyes as I told him all I'd been contemplating.