New Kid

Animal Instincts

        Dear God, the only thing I ask of you...
        Is to hold her when I'm not around...
        When I'm much too far away...
        We all need that person who can be true to you...
        But I left her when I found her and now I wished I'd stayed...

        A few months had passed since the day that Brian was supposed to get married, and I was still happier than ever. Brian and I took turns sleeping at each other's house every week; this week, he was sleeping over at my house. There was something missing, though.. I just couldn't put my finger on it.

        Brian flopped down on my plush bed after his shower, heaving a loud sigh as he rested his hands behind his head. I giggled and walked over from the bedroom door, crawling up onto the bed next to him and curling up into his side. He brought one arm down to wrap around my shoulder, and I snaked both arms around his middle, letting out a slow, deep breath. I was content at the moment.. I had always dreamed about cuddling up with Brian after a long day.
        "Your bed is really comfy.." He muttered sleepily, turning over on his side to bury his face in my hair. I giggled, kissing his Adam's apple gently as I tangled my legs into his, bringing us as close as we could possibly be. "And so are your legs." He laughed as he brought my right thigh up and placed it over his hip.
        "My legs are comfortable?" I teased with a low chuckle, earning a nod from him. "Well, thank you, I think.." I giggled softly. He pulled back and stared into my eyes for a minute before he smashed his lips to mine with a rough moan, climbing on top of me as he did this. I gasped loudly, my hands reaching up under his shirt and placing themselves on his lower back. I traced a few of the deep scars with the tips of my fingers as gently as I could, and he pulled away from the kiss, his face landing in the crane of my neck.
        "Zacky.." He gasped into my neck as my hands went higher, stroking the scars a little deeper now. His back arched into my hands a little bit as he began to grind his hips against me, earning a sharp moan from my throat. "D-don't stop, Zee.." He whispered.
        "I-I won't.." I moaned. He adjusted his hips to bring them closer to mine as he began to grind harder, his hands wandering all over my torso and around my hips, but he avoided putting them exactly where I wanted them. "Br-Brian.." I pleaded, my legs squirming around helplessly before I hooked them around his waist.
        "Zacky.. I love you.." He whined into my skin, his hands finally gliding over top my jean covered male. I gasped, arching my back into his body as he slid his hands up under my shirt, then he pulled it off and threw it to the side. He nipped at my jawline for a second before he moved lower, dragging his tongue along my collarbones slowly. He was teasing me, and he knew it was getting to me; he laughed softly as he watched my head fall back onto the bed, then grinned when he heard me release a sharp moan.
        "I love you too, Bri.." I whimpered as his mouth reached my upper torso. He traced my chest tattoo with slow, torturous, suckling kisses as his hands slid down and fumbled with my belt for a minute before he finally slid it away from my waist. "Wait, wait, Bri.." I groaned, and he raised his eyebrows, sitting up a little bit to look at me. "A-are you sure you're ready for this? I mean," I bit my lip softly. "We've only been together for a few months.. I don't want to push you into anything you aren't really ready to do..." I murmured, and he sat up completely, a smile growing on his lips.
        "Zee, if I wasn't ready, I wouldn't be doing this.. Just trust me, okay?" He whispered, then adopted a strange look. "A-are.. Are you saying that because you're not ready?" He asked, his voice trembling.
        "Brian, I've been ready for this since we met.. I just don't want to push you into something you don't want to do." I answered quickly, earning a nod from him. "But now that I know you're ready.. C'mere." I growled playfully, grabbing him by his shirt and pulling him down into a rough, sloppy kiss. He grunted and then laughed into my mouth, closing his eyes before he tugged his own shirt off and threw it to the side. I couldn't help but let my hands wander all over his toned body, feeling at the carved hipbones that peeked out from the top of his shorts.
        "Zack.. Lower.." He breathed quietly into my mouth; I obliged, letting my hands drift lower to grab at his hips. I pulled him closer to me, grinding my hips up into him at the same speed that he was moving. I gasped as I felt his hardness grow in his shorts, and it suddenly became painfully obvious to me that he wasn't wearing underwear.
        "Brian.." I gasped in shock as he unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, yanking them down to around my knees so quickly that my boxers almost trailed with them. He pulled away from the kiss and sat himself between my knees, leaning his head down to continuously kiss the disturbance in my boxers. I swallowed the lump of shame in my throat that had formed a few seconds ago before I bit my lip nervously; I was feeling totally overexposed at the moment. Brian saw the nervous look on my face and stopped, heaving a sigh. "P-please, keep going.." I whimpered desperately, and he looked skeptical for a minute before he nodded.
        "Okay, Zee." He murmured gently before he slid my boxers down easily. I sat up on my elbows to watch him closely; he was biting his lip and staring at the sight of my hardness, almost as though he had never seen something so interesting in his life. "Fuck, Zee.." He laughed nervously. "I don't know if I could take that whole thing in my throat." I blushed deeply, letting a shy chuckle fall out of my throat.
        "W-well, I.. Didn't really expect you to.. Y'know.. Use your mouth, if you didn't want to.." I managed, and he shook his head, letting his eyes lock on mine for a split second before he fitted his mouth around me. I gasped and let my head fall back as he began to bob his head up and down slowly, dragging his tongue along the bulging veins when he went down and swirling it around the tip when he came up. "F-fuck, Bri!" I cried out as I collapsed back onto the bed and gripped my own hair, searching for something to hold on to.
        "Jesus, Zacky.." Brian choked out as he pulled away. He dragged the tips of his fingers up and down the underside of my throbbing male, and I let out a loud whimper, pleading with him to keep going. "Patience, babe.." He murmured as he began to place gentle, suckling kisses all over my shaft. "You've been patient for years, what's riling you up so much now?" He smirked, his voice a few octaves lower to make it more seductive.
        "B-because I finally have you right in front of me and no matter how hard I try, I can't fucking have you yet.." I groaned desperately. He seemed satisfied with that answer, because then he sat up on his knees and grabbed my hands, placing them on my own jeans, which were still around my knees.
        "Take them off." He ordered gently as he slowly pulled his basketball shorts down, revealing even more carved muscle just before everything was revealed. I blushed deeply as I curled my legs up towards my chest and then tore my jeans and boxers off, tossing them in the general direction that our shirts were thrown earlier. They landed with a thud, and Brian's shorts met the same fate. "God, you're gorgeous.." He muttered distractedly as he sat back on his knees, his eyes wandering my entire body. I cleared my throat and averted my eyes as I felt my face heat up, trying my best to avoid staring at the huge thing between his legs.
        "He says as he's about to stuff his humongous dick into me.." I teased in an attempt to lessen the tension in the air. He grinned and raised an eyebrow, letting a soft chuckle bubble between his lips.
        "And you're gonna love every second of it, baby." He whispered hotly, his eyes narrowed in mischief. "Hold on." He leaned over the side of the bed and began to shuffle through his bag, obviously looking for something; I couldn't help but be a little nervous. I mean, who knew what he could possibly be looking for in there? "Can't forget this!" He struggled out as he sat back up on the bed with a silvery package and a bottle full of liquid. It took me a minute, but I quickly recognized the objects as a condom and a bottle of lube.
        "Is that bacon flavored?" I teased, one eyebrow raised as he sat back on his knees, ripped open the package with his teeth and rolled on the condom. He chuckled quietly, popping the top on the bottle and squirting some of the liquid onto himself before he worked his hardened self with his hand for a second to get an even coat all over his member.
        "No, unfortunately. But I'll check into some of that. You know I love me some bacon." He grinned deviously, earning a sharp blush from me as he leaned over top of me. "You think you can handle this, as you said, humongous dick, Zee?" He teased.
        "Bring it on." I whispered, and with that, he began to slide himself into me. I gasped quietly and let my head fall back as he sank all the way in, then pulled completely out, only to slide back in a fraction of a second later. "Ffffff-.. Nngh.." I breathed out, almost like I was unable to form a coherent sentence at the time.
        "Jesus, babe.." Brian moaned as he moved his hips back and forth at a slow, cautious pace; it was almost like he wanted to make sure that I wouldn't get hurt, that I wouldn't regret it. Little did he know, I had been dreaming about this since we'd met all those years ago. His hands wandered down to my thighs, and then he forced me to wrap them around his waist as he moved just a little faster, an approving noise jutting from my throat.
        "S-shit.." I finally gasped, earning a chuckle from the brown-eyed man that was on top of me. "Brian!" I cried out as I clenched my eyes shut and bit my lip, little moans and gasps sounding from the both of us as we moved our bodies in time with one another's. "Mo-more.." I whimpered as I placed my hands on his lower back, digging my nails into his skin a little bit.
        "F-fuck, Zack.. Watch.. Watch your nails, ba-babe.." He whimpered, and I gasped, realizing what I had just done. I slid my hands up into his hair and then pulled him into a deep kiss, panting into his mouth as our lips fought for dominance.
        "I-I'm sorry," I breathed into his mouth, but he shook his head with a soft groan as his thrusts grew in force. "I'm s-so sorry, Brian.." I whimpered as he broke from the kiss, but he simply rolled his eyes and began to roll his hips in a way that made me forget whatever it was that I was sorry about. My breath caught in my throat for a moment before I choked out a loud, high pitched moan, earning an equally loud moan from Brian.
        "F-fuck.. Za-.. Zack!" Brian screamed, and in one swift movement, he was on his back and I was straddling his lap. He continued to thrust into me, a bit harder now as he also gripped my hips. I rocked myself back and forth, letting out a shriek of pleasure when one of his hands drifted forward and wrapped around my hardness, pumping it  at the same speed that he was thrusting.
        "Fuck, Brian, fuck!" I gasped as I planted my hands on his chest to keep his back firmly placed on the bed. He gave me a wavering grin and a shaky laugh before he arched his back defiantly, licking his lips before he let out a loud moan.
        "Sh-shit, babe, that feels good.." He moaned and closed his eyes. I bounced myself up and down on him as well as ground my hips into his, and he let his hands fall to the side so he could grip the bed sheets tightly. He allowed me to take control, and when I did, I felt a sudden rush of adrenaline hit me. Sex was never this fun with anyone else.
        "O-oh, God!" I gasped, my back arched into the air as I let my mouth fall open. It was just a few more swift movements from our hips before I reached my climax, almost screaming from the pleasure. "BRIAN!" I cried out as I finished, and he apparently wasn't too far behind. His body jolted for a second before he tensed completely, then relaxed against the bed with an exhausted, but clearly satisfied, moan.
        "Jesus Christ, babe.. That was.. Breathtaking.." He panted as I rose up off of him, then collapsed onto the bed next to his sweaty form. I was still in a haze as I stared over at him, panting wildly from our episode.
        "I.. I know." I laughed and curled up against his side, my fingers locking into his hair as I breathed in his scent. He laughed softly as well, closing his eyes and giving soft little groans to try and catch his breath a little faster. I rested my head on his chest comfortably. "Brian.." I whispered sleepily, and he turned his head to look at me, his eyebrows raised. "I.. I really do love you." I smiled nervously, and he chuckled, sitting up on his elbows before he leaned down and sealed his lips over mine for just a split second.
        "I love you too, baby.. Thank you for putting up with me all of those years." He chuckled lazily, and I rolled my eyes, giving him a soft peck on the lips.
        "If I didn't, I wouldn't be here now, so.." I shrugged, letting out a soft giggle. "We should probably go to sleep, babe.. Matt is wanting the entire group to be at the studio in the morning." I smiled, and he did as well, scooting up onto the side of the bed that he had previously deemed his own. He patted the spot next to him, and I squirmed up next to him, snuggling up under his arms as I closed my eyes. He pulled the covers over top of us and then kissed my forehead.
        "Goodnight, my sweet angel.." He whispered sincerely as he stroked my sweat dampened hair away from my face, and I fell asleep before I could murmur a reply.

        Sometime during the night, I woke up to find that someone was stroking my cheek with gentle fingertips. I brought myself closer, liking the feeling of their slightly calloused fingertips on my face.
"God, you're so perfect.. I just don't understand how someone so beautiful could love someone like.. Me.. But I'm so glad you do.." Brian's voice whispered gently, almost as if he was trying not to wake me up. I smiled gently, gazing up at where I assumed his face was. "I'm so sorry it took me so long to realize how much you actually mean to me.. I love you, my perfect angel.." Suddenly, my face was taken into warm hands and I was kissed softly, repetitively; after about six soft kisses, his arms wrapped around my waist tightly and I felt his feathery hair fall against my shoulder. That was all I remembered before I fell back asleep, snuggled against the man I was so deeply in love with.