Brian May is my teacher? #Maylor

Glancing at the clock

This chapter would have been out a lot soon if it didnt delet all my work (about an hours worth) As I finished the chapter up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'M getting real sick of it never working correctly. Anyway heres the finished chapter.

By the way this chapter is kind of going against my description of Brians place because ( I described it as a one bathroom, with a stand up shower) But I had this idea and I'm using it. Brian is going to be a wonderful boyfriend in this chapter. Just go with, it cause it's all fiction anyways.

This is mostly Maylor fluff 

(Brians POV)

  I yawned putting the last of the papers on the stack. I wonder how much time has gone by? Rogers sure been quiet a while, that can't be good. I pushed my chair back, and stood up groaning, before pushing the chair back to the table. Glancing at the clock I sighed. It's really been four hours since  Rog went to call the guys? He can't really still be chatting away with them-could he? But I guess after being gone since 1977, they would have a lot to talk about. ( I stopped talking to him, other than as a teacher, in '76 when he killed my heart)

I started up the steps, worried now. He hasnt made a sound in forever. I pushed my bedroom door open all the way and smiled looking in the room. I walked farther inside and it dropped when I noticed all the marks, the marks I made. How could I have been that evil, that rough  and curl on my poor boy? 

I bit my lip, walking to the edge of the bed. The small came back when he mumbled something in his sleep. Honestly could he been any more adorable? Curled up in the middle of my bed. Hugging my pillow to his front, sleeping peacefully. He didn't look in pain in his sleep, I know it hurts him to move, I know his back has to be the worst of it all. 

I sat on the mattress and sighed watching him breath in and out slowly. He left me all that time ago to make sure I kept  my job, that I wouldn't get in trouble. He cares so much that he'd go and leave, breaking both our hearts. I never once stopped to think what he must have felt when he left- after all we both knew the ' But I don't love you.' was clearly a lie.

All that time we were apart- what did he feel? Did he cry at night too? Did he wish I'd just show up at his- like I wished he'd magically show up at mine? Beating on my door, yelling for me to open up, and just when I do- he'd push his way in, apologize and pulling me into a long, much needed kiss. Promising me he'd never leave again, repeating he did love me over and over. 

 Or maybe I was just going crazy without my boy?

He moaned in his sleep, and I smirked looking down at him. I ran my hand gently over his back, he must have taken my shirt off before falling asleep. I glanced at the clock, wanting nothing more than to lay next to him, hold him in my arms and join him in a nice nap- But we still have to get ready for Deaky's party.

I bent down kissing him gently on the head, before an idea came to mind. I think a nice hot bath would do him good. Help with the pain he's feeling- The pain I c- I think a bath would make him feel better, help relax him, and it would be better than a shower I think. 

"I love you-and I'm so sorry baby." I whispered in his ear, before getting back up and making my way to the loo.

After running the water, I started back to my room, finding him the same way I left him. 

"Roger?" He didn't move or make a sound. His chest was rising and falling gently at a slow rhythm. I got on the bed, moving over him. "Roger!" He mumbled something moving his head in his sleep. "Baby I need you to wake up for me." He rolled under me, flipping so that he was laying face down, giving me a clear few of his poor back. 

I sighed sitting on my knees, basically on his butt, but I careful not to put to much on his hips. "Roggie, come on baby." He muttered my name and something I couldn't make out do to the  fact he was face down on the pillows.

I started kissing his back. small gently kisses over his smooth skin. "I'm sorry." I muttered once I got to the darker marks, at the small of his back. "So sorry." I exhaled rubbing my fingers on his upper back. Making him moan and lift his head. 

"W-what? Mm-Bri?" I chuckled kissing down his back again. "Yea Rog, it's me." He sighed resting his head down again. "What are you doing? Not that I'm complaining-But what are you doing?" I bit my lip, moving to lay next to him. 

"I got my work done, and came to check on my boy-." The sleepy smile that went to his lips was beautiful. I brushed his hair our of his eyes, somethings never change I suppose. "You'd been so quiet for such a long time, that I got nervous." He blinked rubbing his face. "How long was I out?" I smirked kissing his lips quickly before answering. "Well You've been upstairs for four hours and-." His eyes widened. "I was on the phone with Fred and John for like an hour and a half- I-."  He groaned moving slowly to get closer to me, and rest his head on my chest. "I-I didn't mean to sleep so long, sorry Brimi." I grinned running my hand in his messy bed head. "That's alright Roggie, I got my work done and you got your rest." I kissed the top of his head before glancing at the clock again. "We better get ready." He made no move to move off me, instead he snuggled into the crook of my neck. "Mm." He hummed against my skin, before placing kisses there.

"Roger, I-really love we don't want to be late to John's party now do we?" My voice was off. I gulped running my hands over him carefully. "No." He muttered breathing heavily in my ear. But he didn't move away, he only moved to the other side. Kissing up and down my neck, leaving my skin burning.

"R-Rogggggggggg!" He chuckled leaving bites down my neck. "Yes?" He asked playfully, moving to look at me. I licked my lips, my eyes moving to the clock. "We-we have some time." He smiled. "Mmm. Well what would you like to do?" I gulped watching him move next to me again. "Maybe you could show me how you got all your A's?" He smirked at me. "Maybe?" I got over him kissing him quickly. "Could I show you in the shower?" He asked hopeful. "No sorry love." He pouted with a confused look on his angel face. "Why?" 

I smirked kissing his noise. "Well because I already ran you a bath." I winked and he smiled brightly at me. "Really?" I shook my head moving off him, and helping him sit up. "when did you do that?" I grinned moving his hair away from his eyes. "No too long ago. I thought it would feel nice to lay in-opposed to a shower." He smiled kissing me slowly and deeply.

"Thanks. Would you like to take it with me? Then we'd be getting a lot done at once!" I snickered standing and helping him do the same. "After you." He smiled. "No-no after you." I rolled my eyes taking his hand. 

"I love you." I smiled at him-loving hearing that from him again. "I love you too." 

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