Brian May is my teacher? #Maylor

Poodles, distractions, stars and A's al the way!

IDK why I named it this.... But I did ;D

This chapter picks up a few hours afater the last ened. It will change POVs Between evveryone. 

(A few hours later. POV Roger)

Well after we hung up with Fred, we cook our meatless breakfast, enjoyed that in almost complet slilence, cleaned the mess up together,and now what is he doing? Brian is sitting at his kichen table, gradeing papers!

I'm laying on the couch, resting as he put it- saying that If we were to go out dancing at a bloody disco. (we are!) Then I have to rest, and he needs to get his work done. He's become destant again! Always has to be in some way- everytime we're together he has to be this way, mad and locking himself away from me -And I hate it!

 I'm finally with him again, finally home -and he's grading papers about space!

I sighed over dramatically wanting to get his attention. Not getting it, I sighed again- longer and louder this time. He finally looked up from his papers, pen in hand and reading glasses touching the tip of his noise. I blinked his way innocently. "What Rog?" He sounded focused on his work- that would'nt do cause he needs to spending time with me!

"What? Mm I-I did'nt say anything." He smirked shaking his head, making his curls move around his shoulders. I have to say, the glasses and beard along with everything eles makes him even sexier. 

"No, but you sighed loudly-." He said placing his pen down on the table. "-Twice." I grinned resting my hands on my now clothed uper body, Brian would'nt stop staring at the marks and making apolozies, saying he was a monster on repeat- That was the one thing that continued to make our breakfast, not totally silent this morning. That, and me saying I was fine. 

I smiled at him. "Well, what did you want baby?" He asked giving me a look. I said the first thing to come to mind. "Well-um." He rubbed his face glancing back down to his work.

"Mm?" He asked going back to writting something. Crap-NO your losing him... UM-Ah!

"Well Brimi-." He looked back to me, resting the pen down gently once again. Giving me a 'go on.' look. I cleared my throught.

"In your profestional openion, do stars have feeling?" I gnawed down on my lip, know how stupid that was. "WHAT?!?" Brian asked in a shocked state, ripping his glasses from his face, and rubbing his eyes, before sighing loudly himself.

"Y-your not-Roger, really?" I smiled shaking my head yes. He put his hands on the desk. "I-I can't believe i'm actually aswering this rubbish, but-No-stars don't have feelings. Next your going to ask me if the suns a planet right?" He huffed going to pick his glasses back up.

 "Isnt it?" I asked in the best mock confused way that I could. He groaned slamming his head on his table with that. I grinned sitting up slowly, brushing aside the pain shooting threw me. Mostly my bloody back!

"How did you pass your class?" He mumbled face down on the table. I grinned standing, and making my way over to him. "Oh well I-I had a very amazing teacher." I ran my hand over his back, making him flinch and goosbumps rise on his skin. He was still shirtess, another reason why it's just out right torture for him to go, and basically egnore me why he finishes grading papers that can clearly wait!

"Really?" He asked in an amused fasion, lifting his head from the table. "Yea. Surper Talented too." I whispered in his ear as I played with his curls. His breath sped up and I grinned. "H-how so?" He asked his eyes flickering all over my face. I grinned, licking my lips. I moved to sit on the edge of the dinning room table. He gulped watching my every move. "Well a lot of ways. He could play the guitar, work out any problem you gave him-." I shrugged puckering my lips. 

"A lot of ways.Let me tell you mate, he was an AMAZING kisser, among other things." He smirked at me. "Are you tell me you-that you had snoging sessions with your teacher?" I chuckled. "A few yea." He licked his lips. "Well maybe that's why you passed his class then?" I scoffed smacking him playfully. "Maybe-He- oh but he was a handsome man-." I moved my eyes away from him. "Oh yea?" I snickered moving to rub his cheek. "Yep. Althrough I have to say, if he had a beard- MMM that would just make him th sexiest bloke alive." I moved my eyes up to lock with Brian's, and he playfully rolled his eyes at me once our eyes locked. "Who was he then?"  

Brian asked bitting his lip, trying to hide a smile most likley. "Well my teacher was a very smart poodle man- I could'nt just give his name away you know." Brian stood up, moving to standing in front of me. Restng his hands carfully on my hips. "I got A's all the way, I must brag." He smirked at me. "In your studies, or something eles?" I gulped from the sexy way that playful question left him.

"W-well I'd like to think both!" He grinned squeezing my hips, most lilkey forgetting about the marks, and the pain I feel. I keep my smile as best I could, and bent down to kiss him. It helped with the pain shooting down my legs. I groaned closing my eyes when he deepened the kiss, using his amazing talents to pull me into the most powerful kiss. I held him as close as I could, smiling into it. 

"MM. R-Roggie?" He groand against my lips, panting just as hard as me. Hands moving higher up my shaking body. " Yea?" I asked still struggling to breath correctly. I smirked feeling his hands move to grab the ends of his top I was wearing. "I-mm." He groaned again moving to kiss my lips quickly, before moving to my jaw, and down my neck, paying special attention to the places he knows kills me.

 All the while his hands slipped inside the shirt, exploring the skin under it. "Roger?" He asked against my ear, as he nibbled the lobe. "Y-Yea?" It came out in a mixture between shock, love, pain and pleasure. He had squeezed my side again and I could'nt hide it that time. He sighed stopping after I slipped up, I  guess I did'nt do a very good jop of hiding the pain that I felt from the touch. He pulled back all at once, eyes looking back to his stack of papers. "I-thanks for the destraction love, but I really need to get this done." 

He glanced at the clock as I slipped of the table, seeing he was done, and getting back in his chair. "You should get ready for tonight baby."  I huffed crossing my arms. "I wanted to get ready with you!" It came out in more a whiny way than I wanted it too. But he grinned at me, before going back to his work.

"Maybe, but you should go get something new to wear." I gulped. "After all love, you can't fit into my things." I sighed looking down. "I-I don't feel like driving all the way to mine Bri, I live really far away from everyone now." He gulped playing with his pen. "Alright then, try calling John, your about the same size. He'd let you use whatever you need."

I smiled thinking about it. I do need fresh clothes, and what I had did'nt really scream it was a disco, or party outfit. "Alright." I kissed him quickly on the head, before starting for the phone. "Talk from the phone in my room please love, I need to focus and get this done." I shook my head, giving him another fast kiss, this one on the the lips.  

"Freddie will most likely bring everything Deaky and he owns over." I froze at the steps and growned, tossing my head back. "NO! Fred will just end up making me look like a lizard or something!" Brian broke out in a beautiful laugh, making me smile at him.

"A  angry one at that!" I grinned at him, and stared up the steps. I got on the bed grabbed  the phone off the side table. After a moment Deaky picked up.

Here comes the questions..

Updated once again. 

(1,419 words this time guys. Night guys )