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disasterdeacy · 5 years

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Harder, Faster, Stronger

A/N: I’m not exactly happy with this, but it’s something! Maybe setting up for a part 2??? Not too sure, either way, enjoy!

Pairing: Present Day!Brian May x Young Reader, Slight Gwilym Lee x Reader

Word Count: 2.9k

Summary: Brian isn’t usually the jealous type, but after seeing you and Gwilym a little too close to his liking, he’s shocked by just how jealous he can get.

Warnings: 18+, Age Gap, Dom!Brian, For Once lol

To say that the air around you was balmy could probably be seen as the biggest understatement of the century. England, as well as the rest of the world, was currently gripped in a global warming induced heat wave that was murdering every single shred of dignity humanity had left. People who normally wouldn’t be seen in anything less than a 3 piece suit were trampling around London in shorts that would make Daisy Duke blush, and shirts that left little to the imagination. But it was a necessity, everything was nearly on fire, and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. Citizens of London realized the heat was getting serious when the Central Line went down for a day and a half to install Air Con units on all of its trains to prevent a heat stroke. That incident was what seemingly broke the camels back and convinced Brian to invite all of your friends around for a pool party and BBQ in an attempt to fight off the scalding air. You were absolutely overjoyed, not that it would be a big change from what you’d been doing for the past week anyway. Ever since the thermometer on the pool deck decided that it was too hot to read the temperature, you’d been in the pool. Brian couldn’t complain about the weather either really, not when he had the pleasure of seeing you waltz around the house in nothing but a bikini that was, if you were both being honest, was a little small on you. Not that he minded at ALL, no he rather enjoyed the way the fabric stretched over your ass and tits, the way it could barely contain what your body was giving it. You’d complained a few times that you needed a new bathing suit, that this one was bought 15 pounds ago, but Brian insisted on you keeping this one, and this one alone. He soon found out that this decision was a grave mistake in his part, as soon as Gwilym walked through the back gate of the house along with Ben and the rest of the guests who’d been invited. Honestly, had you had a bit more time to plan for this party, you would’ve gone out and gotten a new bathing suit, one that fit you better, one that didn’t cause Brian to become some feral animal every time you walked past him. However, that just wasn’t how the cookie had crumbled, and here you were, bright red bikini barely covering your dignity as you chatted up Gwilym while lounging on a float, sunglasses perched on your nose. The younger man and yourself had become quite close since you and Brian started dating, seeing as how he was only around a decade older than you. Gwilym had been one of the first people to openly support your relationship, and because of that, he held a special place in your heart. When other people had torn you down, he’d built you up. He was a fantastic friend, but nothing more. But to Brian, watching the younger man pull laugh after laugh from your auburn throat, the way you threw your head back and smacked his steadily burning shoulders... Now, Brian didn’t exactly picture himself as a particularly jealous man, no, in fact he considered himself quite level headed and relaxed when it came to situations such as these. He trusted you, he LOVED you, and he knew that you loved him, that you would never even think about doing something that could potentially hurt him in any way... but he also knew that he’d not exactly been the most monogamous man in his past, and he was afraid that someday, his past would come back to give him a heaping dose of his own medicine. So, while his logical and reasonable brain was calming informing him that you and Gwilym were just relaxing and enjoying a warm day in the pool, his emotionally charged nuclear reactor brain was screeching at him like a banshee that the blue eyed Adonis of a man wanted nothing more than to plunge his cock as far into your pretty young cunt as his body would allow him, and that you would happily accept. Brian wasn’t stupid, he had seen the way Gwilym’s eyes had raked over your curves when he’d arrived, hadn’t missed the way his young hands had traveled dangerously low when you’d hugged him. He was fuming, feeling a wave of emotions he’d felt many times in the past when he would walk around town with you on his arm, watching how every young man, and woman, within a 3 block radius would take in your figure, their eyes dark with lustful thoughts of your legs wrapped around various parts of their bodies. But he wasn’t feeling that, no this wasn’t jealousy, this was a primal animalistic urge to protect what was his. “Don’t look now, but I’m pretty sure our dear Doctor is anything but pleased based on the glare he’s shooting us.” Gwilym’s words were spoken lightly into your ear with a hint of amusement, his blue eyes scrunched up at the corners thanks to the glowing ball of rage in the sky. Laughing, you raise your head from the pillow of the float and train your eyes to the patio above the pool where your boyfriend was sat, a wine glass in his shaking hand, eyes trained on you. You smirk and push your sunglasses down a little on your nose so you can meet Brian’s eyes unobscured, and as soon as you can see the fury and heat in the hazel pools, that old familiar twinge settles itself deep in your lower belly. “Well, I’d better go see if I can remedy the situation before he breaks the good glasses then? You wriggle your eyebrows at your friend, who throws his head back in laughter as you slip off of the float and into the water. As you slink up the ladder, you shoot Gwil a mocking salute before padding across the pool deck, waving and chatting with some of the guests, your eyes trained on Brian, who not so subtly slams his wine glass down before storming inside when you reach the patio deck. Brian was beyond furious, mostly at himself because he KNEW that he had no reason to be worried or jealous. He knew that Gwilym was the furthest thing from a threat when it came to your relationship, and the fact that you’d gotten out of the pool and headed straight to him when you noticed his displeasure should’ve told him something... But he was so far gone in his head, in his primal desire to have you to himself, to think rationally. “Brian? Love, where are you honey?” Your voice is sickly sweet, the genuine concern laced in the question made his stomach turn a little. Of course you’d come look for him, you loved him, and he was an idiot. Sighing, he shuffles out of your shared bedroom, his face a deep red that you weren’t sure was from the sun or his obvious embarrassment. Smiling gently, you pad over to him, taking his hands into yours before bringing them up to your lips. “What’s wrong baby? You put the fear of god into Gwil when he saw you staring at us.” A little white lie never hurt anyone. Brian growls and not so gently takes his hands from yours, causing you to flinch back just a tad, shock written on your face. “Bri—“ You don’t even finish your sentence before his lips are on your’s, your back roughly pressed against the wall, causing a couple of picture frames to fall to the ground at the sheer force of which he’s heaved you into the wall. If he feels bad for how rough he was being, he certainly isn’t showing it, his teeth joining the party by biting down hard on your neck, his lips puckering around the mark to suck hard. He’d never been this rough with you before, had never tried to assert his dominance. If anything, you were the dominant one in your relationship, he preferred it that way, he didn’t like the possibility of hurting you... until today it seemed. Not that this pain was unwelcome, a little strange, but in the best possible way. “B-Bri, baby, w-what’s wrong” You would normally be embarrassed at how shaky and breathless your voice is, but not now. Not with Brian’s hands physically ripping the bikini top from your body, or with how the growls ripping through his throat were sending shock waves straight to your soaked cunt. The older man simply chuckles darkly and throws the ruined red fabric behind him, his mouth refusing to leave your skin as he speaks. “You really have to ask that Y/N? Do you really not know how fucking embarrassing it is to be sitting around watching you flirt and eye fuck Gwilym? Did you just think I wouldn’t notice you being such a goddamn slut?” He punctuates the sentence by dropping his lips to your nipple and sucking hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive bud. “O-oh! G-god, Bri, honey I-I wasn’t f-flirting with Gwil, w-we were just being friendly, y-you know I would n—“ Your words hitch in your throat when you feel his long calloused fingers drop into your swim bottoms, entering your dripping pussy without any warning, filling you up completely. You involuntarily lift up on your toes as his strong fingers press firmly against the entrance of your cunt. Your natural lubrication own juices helped guide his fingers in, but there was also the fact that your pussy itself was so incredibly aroused and open that soon Brian’s fingers were quickly wedged inside. “B-Bri! I-I d-didn’t—“ He cuts you off by hammering his fingers in and out of you at a breakneck pace, four of his fingers stretching you beyond belief. “You shut your goddamn mouth you fucking slut, am I understood? You’re gonna be a good silent little girl and let daddy show you exactly who you belong to, understood?” To be honest, he’s a little shocked at himself, at how he’s speaking to you, but when he feels your walls clenching and fluttering around his fingers, when he sees your eyes roll back in your head... he knows he’s just struck a gold mine. Reaching around your body with his other hand, he brings it down hard in your ass, not caring how hard he was being. “I said, understood?” His tone is dangerous and hard, completely unlike your sweet and gentle Bri, but goddamn if it wasn’t the sexiest thing you’d ever heard. “Y-yes sir, yes Daddy, I-I’ll be good for you, I promise!” You nod eagerly, tears streaming down your sun kissed cheeks. “I-I’ll be such a good girl, j-just tell me w-what Daddy wants!” Brian groans at your words, the desperate tone and the weak breathlessness, it was too much for him to handle. Pulling his fingers from you, he wastes no time before shoving them in your mouth, his eyes widening slightly when you take them all the way inside, sucking and whimpering at the taste of yourself on his legendary fingers. “God you really are such a slut aren’t you honey? Could Gwilym make you this wet? Could that little boy make your cunt ache like I can?” He feels a little bad, somewhere deep DEEP in his mind, for talking about Gwilym in this way. He really does love the kid, but he didn’t love the way the younger man’s actions made him act. You shake your head, whimpering when he pulls his fingers from your mouth, using his soaked hand to smack your ass, the clap of skin against skin echoing through the hallway. “No, no h-he can’t Brian, I-I’m all yours D-Daddy, I love you, p-please wanna make you feel good.” Those words, the way you begged, went straight to Brian’s cock, the throbbing member nearly sticking out of the top of his swim shorts. Not wanting to waste a second more, Brian brings your lips to his, kissing you gently and reassuringly, a complete 180 to his rough and dominant actions. You sigh in relief at his gentleness, but it doesn’t last long. Moving his hand to your hair, he rips his lips away, his hazel eyes nearly black thanks to his blown pupils, before he drags you by your hair down the hallway, back to the bedroom he’s just walked out of. “Ow! Daddy, i-it hurts!” It didn’t really, you weren’t exactly tender headed, but you wanted to be a bit of a brat, and if shone through with your next words, as he throws you on the bed. “please be nice to me...” Biting your lip, you attempt to look as innocent as possible, even managing to bring some tears back to your eyes. And for a split second, Brian pauses, concern and guilt flooding his system at his roughness. But, once he sees the way you spread your legs for him, those thoughts fly out the window. “You really think you deserve for me to be nice to you? You don’t deserve for me to even let you cum honey, you’ve been so fucking naughty, and naughty girls get punished, not rewarded.” His swim trunks are suddenly shed, and before either one of you can blink, his cock is buried deep inside of you, causing the both of you to let out groans of relief. “Y-you’re right Daddy, I-I’m so sorry for b-being so naughty, I promise I-I won’t be ever again, I promise I-I’ll be so good for you.” Your legs wrap tightly around his waist, heels digging into his ass, pushing him harder into you. Arms wrap around his neck involuntarily, just trying to find something to hold onto as he fucks into you mercilessly. You whimper pathetically, his cock nudging your g-spot with every fucking thrust, your cunt was still sensitive from his earlier finger fucking, so this was making you see stars in an insanely short amount of time. “Daddy, p-please, I need to c-cum please!” Brian reaches down from above you, his white curls falling around his scrunched up face, and wraps his hand gently around your neck, pressing down gently on the sides of your neck, just like he liked you to do to him. “W-what did I tell you baby, bad girls don’t g-get to cum, so y-you’re gonna take every ounce of what I g-give you, and that’s all you’re gonna get, understood?” You whimper, brain going haywire as you take in what he’s saying to you, but nod. “Y-yes sir, I-I won’t cum...” Now, Brian didn’t want to be cruel and prolong your torture, so with a renewed energy that comes out of left field, he starts to fucking rail you, his cock slipping out on more than a few occasions at the absolute flood of arousal your cunt was producing. It doesn’t take very long for him to reach his peak, his eyes rolling in the back of his head when he feels his balls tightening in the same way they always did when you were underneath him. “Oh, fuck—yes, there’s a good girl.” He growls out, eyes rolling back in his head as he starts coating your insides as his balls pulsed. He moans into your neck, legs trembling, but managing to keep himself upright above you, his hand loosening around your throat as you let out a little sigh of surprise at how much cum he was pumping into you. “T-thank you daddy, t-thank you for giving me your cum.” You were still wound tight as a copper coil, your orgasm so close, yet so far away, but you knew you wouldn’t be getting one anytime soon, and you weren’t exactly too sure you wanted one... Brian whimpers out something you don’t understand, but soon he pulls out of you, his cum running out of your cunt and down your ass, dripping onto the previously clean bedsheets. “Sorry love I-I’ll clean them later...” He collapses next to you, wrapping his arms tight around your trembling body, feeling slightly guilty for not taking care of you.... but he also knew that it would be worth it. “Are you okay? I didn’t overstep or hurt you did I? I’m sorry...” You chuckle a little in disbelief, pressing a kiss to his sweaty chest, running your fingers through the white curls on it. “Brian, baby, t-that was... that was incredible. Genuinely honey, I didn’t even cum and that was the hottest sex I’ve ever had.” He breathes a sigh of relief and nods, nuzzling his nose into your hair. “Don’t know what came over me, just... just got really jealous seeing you and Gwil.” You snort and raise your eyebrows a little “Really? Couldn’t tell...” He smacks your ass playfully, causing you to giggle and bury your head further into his neck, your fingers tangling in the sweaty curls at the bale of his neck. The next words out of his mouth are something he never thought he’d say, but... once he’d said them, there was no turning back. “Oh honey, I’m not done with you just yet, I’m gonna let you cum eventually, but I have a few more things planned...” Raising yourself to prop up on your elbow, you shoot him an incredulous look, to which he simply presses a kiss to your lips. “Why don’t we ask Gwilym to join us? See who can make you cum harder, faster... stronger...” Tags: @meddows-taylors @leah-halliwell92 @stormtrprinstilettos @goodoldfashioned-rogerboy @glasgowkisschelseasmile @toomuchlove-willkillyou @blisshemmings @rogertaylors-liploss @unofficialbillnye @bellamy1998 @bowiequeen @oh-my-bri-ig @crazylittlethingcalledobsession @danamaleksworld @doubledeaky @queensilveryrog @psychosupernatural @freddiedearfriend @anotheronebitesthedeaks

(sorry, can’t tag everyone for some reason tumblr is fritzing out on me!!!)

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