Baby Please Remember...

CHAPTER FOUR

*ROGER'S POV*
*One Week Later*
"I still can't believe you managed to keep it such a secret!" I grinned, my smile wider than that weird cat from Alice in Wonderland as I stared at the sparkling ring on my finger.

"I'm better at keeping secrets than you give me credit for Rog, it wasn't that hard." Brian chuckled from beside me in bed, his arm draped around me as he held my left hand. I WAS ENGAGED! Instead of driving to his parents house like I thought we were, Bri took me to see my family and popped the question! I still couldn't believe it, even after a week of having it on my finger, I couldn't believe it was real. "You don't have to keep staring at it you goof, it's not going anywhere." He laughed again as I leaned further into his chest.

"I know." I blushed lightly. "It's just really beautiful." I smiled, turning to look at him. "Just like you, fiancé." I giggled as he leaned down to kiss me.

"You're such a dork." He smiled back, pulling away slightly only to be caught back by me.

"But I'm your dork, and you love me." I kept smiling as I cupped his cheek sweetly. "You love me, don't you Bri?" I asked, giving him a look that said; "you better be ready to fuck me stupid".

"I certainly do." He smirked, pulling me over to straddle his waist. I smiled again, both my hands on his cheeks as I leaned down to kiss him. His own hands held onto my hips, keeping me in place as he deepened the kiss. I wiggled my ass a little, already feeling him getting hard as I moved to nip small bites against the soft skin of his neck. "Mmm." He moaned softly, his grip on me tightening as I rocked against him slightly. I smirked against his skin, slowly trailing my lips further down his lean body, my hands quickly following suit.

"You're so beautiful Bri." I hummed, leaning back up to capture his lips once again. "And you're mine." I mumbled against him, gasping a little as one of his hands moved to squeeze my ass.

"Do you want me Rog?" Brian asked like he always would, making sure everything we did was consensual.

"Yes." I breathed out as he pulled me closer to him. "So fucking bad." I whined, his hand how rubbing my crotch through my boxers. I held back a moan, biting my lip hard as he slipped his hand in, pumping me a little. "Bri, love, I'm already rather close." I mumbled, my eyes closed as I leaned into his chest. "Fuck." I gasped again, feeling his own bulge against my ass. I was ready. I wanted him. I ran my hands back down Brian's chest, hovering over the waistband of his own pajama bottoms.

"Hold it for me baby." He growled, still having a hold on my member. "You're doing so well." He cooed, kissing my lips again as he stroked me steadily.

"B-Bri..." I shuddered. "'m not gonna make it." I whined again, my hips buckling underneath him. I was so close. It didn't take much to get me off to be honest, not after the amount of times we'd fucked in the last week. "I can't hold-" I started, only to be cut off by the shrill sound of the house phone blaring through the flat. "You've got to be joking!" I panted, losing any trace of the orgasm I had coming. Talk about boner killer! "Fucking hell!" I groaned.

"It was fun while it lasted I guess." Bri chuckled, pulling his hand out of my boxers as I climbed off him.

"I'm sorry." I sighed, flopping onto my back, my breathing still a little heavy.

"Don't be sorry love." He shrugged, looking over to me. "I hope the phone call was important." He joked, causing me to let out a snort.

"Have you two finished fucking yet?!" Someone (Freddie) called through the door.

"Yes, Fred!" Brian yelled back, rolling his eyes.

"Good! Miami is meeting us at the studio in 45 minutes!" Freddie called again.