Brian May is my teacher? #Maylor

Brian and Freddies POV

(This chapter will go back amd forth between povs. BTW I love it when you guys get involved with thr chapters lol. It really makes my day to read what you think about a chapter, or just something silly. Heres the next cbapter.)

(POV-Brian)

"So, we just act as if we're student and teacher alright?" I asked my boy carefully. I was in the middle of fixing the collar of his jaket. I don't want to make him upset like before, but this needs to be done, if we want to stay together.

He smirked watching me focus. "Okay- Mr. May." I scoffed smirking down at him. "Don't start that now-Mr. Taylor." He frowned at that. Giving me big sad blue eyes. "You know I hate that Bri!" He said crossing his arms. I snickered smoothing out his top. "I know- but you know I have to call you by your last name in class- I don't like it either." I gulped moving his hair away from his face. His eyes locked with mine.

"I can't give you any extra attention. I can't watch your ever move, or steal your sweet kisses on university grounds. I can't touch you in any way-." It was my turn to pout now.

"Oh yea. Why?" He asked chewing on his lip. "Because if I do- I won't be able to stop myself." I kissed the top of his head before going to slip my sheos on. "I- this is going to be a long rest of my life!" I chuckled turning back to him.

"Not the rest of your life Roggie, just about a year or so." He smirked at me, pulling me down for a kiss. "So, the rest of my life then?"

I chuckled placing my hands on his cheeks. "One more." I whispered kissing him deeper than the last.

He groaned pulling me closer to him. "H-how much time do you have?" I smiled rubbing his hips. "About twenty minutes time I have to report for a small meeting." He grinned pulling my jaket off my shoulders.

"Then we'd better work fast!" I scoffed. "Roger, I- I'll hurt you- I." He pulled me into another kiss. "So?" He mumbled against my lips. I rolled my eyes, pulling away from his lips.

"So. I-it takes time to get you ready love, time we don't have- I have to be there in less than twenty minuets." He groaned moving to undo my belt. "R-Rog."

He snickered up at me. "Briiiii!"  I sighed. "Your not going to get your way, not this time!" I smiled down at him, he had stopped pulling it through the loops, now giving me a look.

He scoffed. "We'll see!" He pulled it out of the last two loops, and went to undo the rest. "Roger!" He grinned holding the hem. "Yes?" So playful this morning.

"We don't have time!" He sighed looking down. "Well you'd better make some. Cause if I were you, I wouldn't want to go to my job looking like that!" I rolled my eyes at him. "Are you excited Bri-Bri?"

That smug little-
"I wonder why?" I asked sarcastically, with my hands on my hips. Eyeing the small man in front of me. "Just let me fix it, it is my fault after all." I gulped glancing at the clock. "Roggie!" He chuckled rubbing my hip. "Your a dead man when we get back, you do know that right? As soon as we walk back into the safety and privacy of this room." I  stopped talking because he dropped my pants!

"Your-your in trouble!" He snickered up at me, getting to the floor. "Promises promises." I scoffed looking down at him. "I'm holding you to that Brimi, I'd just love to see what you've got planned for me." 

I groaned clutching the dresser. "Mm." I tangled my fingers in his hair, and closed my eyes tight. Why did I make him wait?

(POV-Freddie)

"Deaks." He yawned rolling over in bed. "Deaky!" He mummbled something hiding his face in my pillow.

I glanced at the clock and sighed. I have be at university for a meeting in less than twenty minutes. I don't want to leave without a proper goodbye, or kiss for that matter.

He has to be getting up as well. Its the first day back since break. 
"Alright." I got onto the bed with him, and pulled the warm covers away. I stopped breathing, he lay there, in my bloody bed, butt naked!

"John Richard Deacon, born August 19th- wake up!" He groaned mumbling something.
A small meow serviced from the floor. Peeking over the edge of the bed, I smiled seeing John's kitten.

"Yes. I couldn't wake him, but maybe you could baby. Wake our daddy up!"

He scoffed rolling on the bed. I placed the small kitten on the bed, and immediately she made her way over to John.
I sat back watching him. He started giggling the moment she got onto his back, walking around on his bare skin. Purring and smacking at his hair.

"Wake up! Or I won't call her off!" He smirked looking up from the mess of pillows he once hide is beautifully adorible face under. Is hair was a wild crazy, mess atop his head.

"Wake up! I made you your favorite thing in the world!" He smirked looking me over.

"You?"

I scoffed playfully moving the cat off his back. "Don't be silly, edible thing I should say." His eyes brow shot up and he eyed me. "So you then?"

I gulped standing up. If he keeps looking at me, and talking to me like that, naked in my bed- well then I'd never make it to work.
"Cheese on toast you adorable loon! Now get up!" He pouted but crowled out of bed, in a very atriactive way.

"Put this on!" I demanded handing him a robe. He did so eyeing me. "Why are you all dressed up?" I took his hand and lead him to the kitchen where I had his food waiting.

"Sadly today's the day we have to return to work and schooling." I pulled his bar stool out for him. "Oh." He sighed sitting down and examining the food.

"What?" He looking to me. "Just looking it over. How is the place not a blaze with you cooking?" I scoffed playfully. "Rude!" I smacked his shoulder making him chuckle at me.  He smirked slipping off the stool. "Just a fact love." I pulled him closer.

"Mmm. I may have had a little help from the cats. And anyway, you have that little of Faith in me mm? Think I'd burn the place down by simply preparing the best lover in the world some brekfast?"

(Part two soon guys. It will be in John and Rogers POV.)