Everything Else; Maylor

Murder.

ROGER'S POV:

One Year Later...

1976

It had been a year since Freddie's passing. I miss him so much. Everyday is so perfect but, I can feel something is missing- and its about them never finding out who killed him.

Brian and I moved in together about a month ago. We decided on renting a cozy flat that was pet friendly because Brian had an old cat named Squeaky. She was adorable but, extremely lazy. Despite this, she was a very affectionate old girl.

After Bri and I went on our first date- our magical first date, we became closer. We didn't have sex again until our fifth date, even then he made sure I was ready. When we barely knew each other we did it but, as a couple it's different. We're in love now. I don't know anyone that I share everything with, and trust 100-percent except Brian. Freddie was the only one before Brian, but I think Bri and I are even closer. But, nothing compares to Freddie himself, he was something else. I could never replace him.

I let the hot water trickle down my face while I rubbed a bar of bran new soap against my skin. When I reached for the shampoo bottle, I heard the bathroom door squeak open. I poked my head around, assuming it was the cat until a lanky, shirtless figure walked in. I smiled and continued washing myself before Brian interrupted me.

"Mind if I come in?"

"I would love that." I giggled. He unbuckled his belt and let his pants drop to the floor then stepped into the bathtub/shower (two in one). I smirked before kissing his lips lovingly. 

"Let me wash your hair." I nodded and turned around before I heard the squirt of the shampoo cap. He massaged his hands gently into my scalp making my eyes roll back and my head tilt with them. I let a loud moan escape my lips as his massaging got deeper.

"Fuck, you should do this more often." I smiled. A soft pair of lips gently pressed against mine before he washed the foam out.

"Should I?" He whispered in my ear seductively as he brushed his semi-hard cock on my lower back (because of our height difference). I giggled and turned around- God he was beautiful. Water droplets covered his chest as streams of water ran down his face, his hair dripping.

"You're so pretty." I rubbed his hips with the palms of my hands which made him do the cutest smile ever. I rested my chin on his chest, looking up at him innocently before sinking to my knees, my hand travelling from his hips to his thighs to his calves. I fiddled with his cock's slit, letting pre-cum start to ooze out when he softly touched the top of my head. "Want me to suck your dick, daddy?" Perhaps we both learned that we had a daddy kink. He nodded immediately.

After our rather intimate shower, I flopped onto the bed still naked and shut my eyes. I laid flat on my stomach when I felt something squeeze my ass. I turned my head to see Brian chuckling at me, rummaging around in his dresser for clothes.

"Don't give me another boner." I sighed before he laughed.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go out for dinner tonight. I'll take you somewhere nice, share a meal, walk around the city for a bit, maybe get desert? How does that sound for a Friday?" He buckled his belt, now laying beside me, and stroking my thigh.

"That sounds lovely." I hummed with a peck on the lips.

"Leave in an hour?" I nodded.

Later, I started to pick something nice out. I wanted to look very handsome this evening- I'm just weirdly excited. As I couldn't find any matching pairs of fresh, black socks in my draw, I opened Brian's. He had to have every different coloured sock. He had rainbow stripes, red, green, Christmas one's too! When I reached the bottom of the draw my eyes found a ring. Not just any ring- Freddie's ring.