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~Smut~
Three years. Where has the time gone?
She sat in silence as the first few rays of that warm morning sunshine crept through the curtains, warming her bare back. She began to lightly trace the tattoos that littered the heavily inked body that lay beneath her.
Brian Haner Junior.
She smiled just at the thought of his name.
"Brian! What the fuck was that?!" She screamed as she pushed the taller male away.
He laughed, looking down at his feet and running a hand through his thick dark hair.
After a few moments of silence, Brian spoke, "First time I've ever had that reaction. You're something different Y/n, and I like different."
"I cannot believe you had the audacity to come up and do-"
"Do what, this?" He leaned in, capturing your lips once more.
"Oh fuck you!" She bellowed.
She laughed reliving that memory.
She had hated- no, despised Brian, only putting up with him for her older brothers sake for the band.
Later on that day, Matt approached her after band practice, calling that that would get together at some point.
Of course she rolled her eyes and scoffed something around the lines of, "Yeah, sure Matt. Just like your band is totally going to tour with Metallica."
She allowed herself to chuckle, she was wrong about that, because here she laid next to the man who just got back from performing with Metallica that she loved with every ounce of her being.
Despite his notorious reputation for only using girls for some form of sexual pleasure, she was surprised he had stuck around for this long, especially when she was still a virgin.
"Mmm," Brian rolled over, draping an arm across his forehead to shield his eyes from the sun, "That feels so good."
She chuckled, peppering kisses across his torso.
He groaned, and you could see why.
"I'm sor-"
He pressed his lips against yours, "Don't apologize, it's fine baby. I'll be back."
You nodded, watching Brian's figure slip out of bed and make its way over to the bathroom. He cracked the door, just enough for you to catch his reflection in the mirror.
"Fuck." You muttered, watching him slowly strip himself of his shorts and boxers.
He was a work of art.
Priceless.
She marveled at his body until he slipped into the shower.
She jumped at the sound of Brian's phone ringing.
"Babe," he called out, "Can you get that please?"
"Hello, Brian Haner's personal secretary."
"Y/n! What's up?" Zack laughed through the phone.
"Taking care of Brian's phone while he showers, what's up with you?"
"Wanted to call and invite you two to my place tonight, we're having a little celebration for you guys reaching three years. Longest not off and on relationship that's lasted in the band!" He chuckled.
"Awe, you guys are too sweet! We'll be over around five, that okay?"
"Perfect! See you then."
"Baby, we're going to Zack's at five. They're throwing a party for our three year!"
"Sounds good!"
~*~
Five o'clock rolled around in no time.
"Damn babe." Brian stood with his mouth agape.
She laughed, all she wore was a pair of dark ripped jeans and a black v-neck.
"What? Like you haven't ever seen me wear this before." She laughed.
She bent down to pick up her black converses, jumping a little a Brian's hand met her ass.
She blushed, looking over to see Brian standing beside her with his infamous smirk plastered across his face.
"Come on and let's go before you make us late!"
Brian laughed, taking her hand and pulling her outside into his car.
The car ride to Matt's was short and quick.
"Yo!" Jimmy greeted the pair flailing his arms, "I'll take my gf and we'll be on our way."
Jimmy draped his arm across her shoulders, leading her to the Sanders' back yard.
"Stealing my lady yet again, Sullivan?"
"Who else am I going to drink with?!"
She laughed at the two, then followed their suit as the two men walked over to the bar.
~*~
"Fuck." She laughed, Brian had beat her in a shot contest and they were both completely shit faced.
Brian whined, "Babe, babeeeee."
"What?" She giggled.
"You're hot."
She laughed at his drunkenness, "Come with me, I've gotta use the restroom and I don't know if I can make it up the stairs."
He followed her into the house, helping her up the steps with minimum issues. Brian waited patiently for his love as he shifted uncomfortably.
"You good?"
"Uh, yeah-" Brian's eyes rolled into the back of his head as her cool hands wrapped around his member.
"Bedroom?"
Brian nodded eagerly, rushing her into the guest bedroom and locking the door.
"Fuck, baby girl. I didn't know you had that in ya'."
"Well, technically I don't." She smirked before taking Brian's whole length in her mouth.
"Oh lord," He groaned, "I'm gonna come."
She stood up, stripping in front of Brian.
"Let's go." She grinned.
Brian's eyebrows raised, "But-"
"Please." She asked batting her long lashes.
"Only if you're okay with it."
She nodded, spreading her legs as Brian crawled on top of her.
He kissed her softly, toying with her body. His calloused fingers slid down her sides, along her legs, then to her inner thighs. Slowly pushing them apart, Brian slid one slim finger into her, and then another. Slowly, his tongue replaced his fingers and her hands tangled in his hair.
"Are you ready babe?"
"Yes, yes baby."
Brian steadied himself above her, slowly pushing in her being cautious not to hurt her. After all, it was her first time.
"Fuck, you're so tight." He panted.
She moaned, and with that, Brian began to thrust in and out of her.
"Oh god, fuck me Brian."
He quickened his pace, feeling her inner walls tighten.
"Fuck!" She screamed as she hit her high.
Brian wasn't too far behind her.
Brian pulled out laying beside her.
"How was that my love?" He smirked.
She paused.
"Let's do it again!"
And a happy three years it was.
