"John?" Brian wispered through the wooden door that lead to the bathroom. "Johnny baby come out! They're gone its just us!" He sighed and sat down at the foot of the door. How could he have been so stupid? It was his fault.
Suddenly the door creaked open and there stood John, his dressing gown around his body. Unlike Brian who was still sat down in his birthday suit giving a small reasuring smile to him. "Brian i'm sorry!" He started
"Shhh no! It was my fault John! I didnt lock the door when I should have!" He wispered. "Besides I think they get the idea of......us!"
"Shall we go to bed? We have a recording session tommorow!" John suggested, ruffling his naked boyfriends already messy hair.
They layed snuggled under the sheets, talking about little thing that popped into their heads until Brian suddenly thought "John I just realised that I always imagined my life as an astronomer. Get married. Have kids. Die an old man."
John looked at him worriedly. "But this. This right now, what we have is better than any of that!" He finished, grabbing Johns hands in his.
"Brian?"
"Mmhm?"
"Will we ever get married?"
Brian looked froze at that question. "Ummm im sure we will.....someday...." He laid and rested his head on the soft pillow, looking up at his gazing boyfriend.
"Come on get some sleep or you'll be grumpy tommorow!" He joked, pushing John down by the chest, kissing him deeply before retreating to a bear hug.
"Goodnight Brimi!"
"Night Johnny bear!"
*next morning*
John stirred with a giggle, smirking as he turned his face against the pillow. He opened his eyes to the sight of Brian softly sleeping. "Cheeky bastard" he thought before whispering "Brian....I know you're not sleeping! I can feel your hand on my backside!" He joked, eliciting a little grin and giggle from Brian.
"No I haven't" he laughed.
John didn't reply, instead he let his hand wander under the sheets and glide against the guitarists soft body, until grabbing at warm skin of his thigh, making him sigh.
"Are we playing that game are we darling!" Brian growled with closed eyes, pulling the bassists body closer to his, kneading at the soft flesh of his backside again. Brian spoke again. "You wont win!" He crashed his lips into Johns, gaining all control, slipping in his tongue. The younger man fell back against the pillows and allowed Brian to climb onto him, wrapping his arms around Brian's shoulders. "If we're doing this again, you're topping!" John demanded with a smile and suddenly he was quickly flipped onto his knees.
Brian began slowly grinding until he was cut off, the phone was ringing. "For fucks sake!" Brian huffed, getting out of the bed and answering the disturbance.
"What?!!" He said through gritted teeth.
"Your late! The both of you!" He voice snapped.
"Late?"
"Yes. LATE! For the rehearsals!"
Brian held his breath and looked at his watch that lay on the dresser.
"Shit!"
"Get your arses down here!" And then they hung up.
Brian looked at John hungrily with a smirk, sitting beside him on the beds edge as John sat up. He buried his head into Johns neck and bit down on the sensitive flesh before licking it. "Well Johnny darling! I'm finishing this when we get home!" He growled into his ear.
John groaned and joined his lover in dressing themselves before eventually getting out the door.
Ok this is an extremely short and crap chapter so sorry dears! :/ :)
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I'll Always Love You
FanfictionBreacy Brian May and John Deacon May contain sexual themes ocassionaly