Don't You Hear My Call?

Hard Days Night

Rogers POV
I finished up some vocals at the studio and started to pack up my stuff. The phone in the studio rang. Freddie picked it up after grabbing his coat. I couldn't hear much of the conversation until I got close to him. "Goodbye" He said and put down the phone.

"Who was that?" I asked. "It was John, um he wanted me to come see him" he sounded suspicious. "What did he want?" I questioned again. Freddie avoided my eyes and stumbled on him words, "He-he just wants to chat."

I wasn't buying it. Something was up. "Should I go too, it sounds urgent" I said with a little smirk. "No! Sorry, no Roger he just wants to speak to me. We're, we're working on something." Freddie tried to make up a good excuse.

"If you say so" I responded as I put on my coat. I almost walked completely out the door, but turned around for one last thing.

"Oh, and while you're at Johns, don't fuck him too hard, we have rehearsal tomorrow."

Freddie's mouth dropped wide open. His face turned a nice red color and he stood there speechless. My work here was done.

I suspected a little spark between the him and John, but I never thought the two would act on it. Recently, they've been like two little school girls. It was funny. It was also funny to poke fun at Fred just like he did me and Brian. Lord knows he deserves it. At least he's happy now. He hasn't been to short with people as of late. I guess him and John being together was a good thing.

I thought all about this on the drive back to the house. Brian's car was there. It's not much of a surprise considering he didn't come to the studio today. He might have gone out earlier, but he could've stayed home just the same.

I got to the door and fumbled for my keys. Which I realized were useless as the door was already unlocked. I opened it up and set down my things; keys, my coat, a book I'd been reading, and my wallet.

I looked around the flat. Brian wasn't in the kitchen or living, not even the dinning room. All of his things were here. Maybe he was in the loo.

"Brimi?" I called out. No answer. "Brian, I'm home!" Still no reply. I shrugged it off. He could be out on a walk or something. I went into the bedroom to grab my songbook, to see if I could get any inspiration to write.

I stumbled into the bedroom and was taken completely by surprise. The room was filled with candles and flowers. There was soft music playing and the lights were dimmed. Brian say on the bed looking at me. "It's about time you found me" He said.

"What's all this for?" I asked. Brian brought out a small black box. "I've been thinking about our current situation. I went out and got some things that could help" he said. I knew what he was referring to. We hadn't been having much sex lately. Well no sex at all, but our interest in other things had gone down as well.

"What did you get" I asked playfully and joined him on the bed. "Well I really went nuts. I got a tonne of things from the shop. But I think we should take it slow with just a few items tonight." He said with a wink.

Brian handed me the black box and told me to open it. I unwrapped the bow on the top and opened the top. Inside we're two little plug things. They were both silver and had a little loop at the end. "Why are there two?" I asked. Brain chuckled and shook his head, "one for me, one for you dummy." He took them out of the box and set them in the nightstand.

Brian took off his shirt and soon mine followed. Quickly after, we were left only in our boxers. I was straddling him as we kissed me passionately. I felt him growing against me as I ground on top of him. He let out soft moan.

"Should we start now?" I asked. "Only if you're comfortable. I don't want to rush you" he said. I nodded and Brian grabbed the toys off the nightstand, along with some lube. I copied his intent by taking off my boxers and then instructing him to do his.