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Lies, Damn Lies, and Statistics // Brian May x Reader

Summary: “It’s a job, really.” He shrugged. “Aspiring rockstar doesn’t pay the rent.”

“Yet.” You smiled encouragingly.

He nodded his head toward you. “Yet. In the meantime, I teach first-years to not be afraid of maths. Although I get the impression you’re not a first year?”

You laughed, “Yeah, no. Third year, nursing. This is my final term, actually. I’ve managed to avoid maths up to this point, but apparently I need it to graduate, so here I am, trapped in Stats I.”

Pairing: 1970s!Brian May x Reader (pre/early Queen era)

Rating: E (18+)

Warnings: Smut (oral sex - fem receiving, riding, unprotected sex, non/under-negotiated but enthusiastic mild D/s), flagrant disrespect of data analysis

Word Count: 7k

Notes: Massive, unending thanks to @sweet-ladyy for beta reading, editing, and enthusiasm! I’m just getting back into writing after years and years, and you’ve been indispensable <333

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Requests: Open

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You glared balefully at the blackboard as you slipped into the front row of the lecture theatre. Statistics I was written across the board in tidy cursive. You sighed as you reached into your bag for a notebook and a pencil, hating the fact that this was a required module for your nursing degree. Maths had never been your strong suit, and thus far you’d managed to avoid it, but here you were in your final semester of your final year, and couldn’t put it off any longer.

You were cursing yourself for not having the foresight to take it in your first year, when you heard the classroom chatter begin to die down, and someone at the front of the room cleared their throat. You glanced up, towards the front of the lecture theatre, and made a small sound of delight at the man in front of you.

He was tall, with long legs clad in black trousers sitting high on his hips, leading to a white button-up shirt with the top two buttons undone. He had a wild head of dark curls, and what looked like a necklace hidden under his collar. He shot a quick look at you as your eyes raked over him – you blushed and looked back at your notebook. Clearly you hadn’t been as discrete as you’d thought, looking him over.

A small smile danced across his lips as he raised his voice to speak.

“Good afternoon everyone; my name is Brian May, and I am Dr. Rochfort’s teaching assistant for this term. As this is the first class of the term, and as it’s probably the last class of the week for many of you, we thought it would be best if I went over the course outline and expectations, and then would release you all to enjoy a bit of an early weekend.”

A few cheers went up towards the back of the lecture hall, and Brian smiled widely, showing off sharp teeth in a mischievous grin. “Don’t get used to it, folks. This may be a Friday afternoon class, but going forward, Dr. Rochfort will be using every available minute.” Brian turned towards the blackboard, and called over his shoulder, “Now, take out your notebooks and biros while I go over office hours and the class schedule.”

You dutifully took notes for the next little while, noting both Dr. Rochfort’s and Brian’s office hours, as well as the course outline and the dates of upcoming quizzes. After about twenty minutes, Brian stepped away from the board and addressed the class again.

“Any questions? No? Everyone knows which seminar group they’re in, and where and when those will be meet? Excellent.” He clapped his hands together once. “Well, that’s everything for today. I’ll see you all in your seminars next week, and Dr. Rochfort will see you here next Friday. Cheers everyone, have a good weekend!”

You sat back, slowly packing your books back into your bag, to avoid the crush of first-years heading for the door. As you finished and stood, you noticed Brian staying back, leaning against the desk, staring at you. You glanced around, and noticed that nobody was waiting, so you stepped toward him, raising an eyebrow as you spoke.

“Can I help you, Mr. May?”

He flushed slightly, and shook his head, curls bouncing. “Please, call me Brian. And no, I’m sorry. It’s just… have I seen you someplace before?”

You hadn’t recognised him when he first arrived, but over the duration of the class, you’d begun to put it together.

“Mmm, well, I’ve seen you play. Your band, I mean. My flatmate, Patty, is studying chemistry at Imperial College, and we go to shows at the Union fairly regularly. You’re the guitarist, yeah?”

Brian bit his lip slightly and nodded. “Mostly. And I’m working on a doctorate in astrophysics, also at Imperial.”

“So what are you doing here at King’s, then?” You gestured at the room around you. “This seems a bit of a downgrade, for an astrophysicist and aspiring rockstar.”

“It’s a job, really.” He shrugged. “Aspiring rockstar doesn’t pay the rent.”

“Yet.” You smiled encouragingly.

He nodded his head toward you. “Yet. In the meantime, I teach first-years to not be afraid of maths. Although I get the impression you’re not a first year?”

“Trapped?!” Brian stood, pretending at offense. You shook your head.

“I’m unbelievably bad at anything mathematical, you’ll see.” You glanced at your watch. “I really should run – but fair warning, I’ll be making full use of your office hours.”

“I look forward to it.” His tone was warm, but carried an undercurrent of something else. You could feel heat rise in your cheeks as you slipped your bag onto your shoulder.

“I.. I should be going. Have a good weekend, Brian.” You fled, cursing your easy embarrassment.

Three Weeks Later

“Good afternoon everyone. Please put away your books and have your pencils ready for the quiz.” Dr. Rochfort strode back and forth in front of the class. “Brian will be collecting them when the time is up, and will have them marked before the end of our class today. Is everybody ready? Good. You have fifteen minutes, time starts now.”

You turned over the quiz that had been set in front of you, and groaned internally. Goddamn statistics. Despite faithfully attending every seminar, and getting help during office hours, nothing seemed to stick in your memory. You clenched your teeth and began the first problem.

Fifteen minutes later, you grudgingly handed it over to Brian as he walked by collecting the quizzes. You could see that he was sending you a concerned look, but you refused to meet his eyes. Bugger statistics anyway – all you had to do was make it through this course, and you’d be done. You took a fortifying breath and sat up straight, ready for the lecture.

Towards the end of the class, Brian walked back in, setting a stack of papers on the edge of the desk, and leaning back beside them. Dr. Rochfort nodded, and continued,

“I think we’ll wrap it up there for this week. Everyone, if you could please form a queue at the front here, and Brian will hand your quizzes back as you leave. Thank you, have a good weekend!” He gathered his things and left the room, as the rest of the class moved to the front of the room to collect their results. Your chest felt heavy, as you knew you’d probably failed. You grabbed your bag and joined the queue, making sure that you were in the middle of the group so that Brian wouldn’t have time to make small talk or try to discuss your grade.

As you reached the front of the queue, he had your quiz waiting, his brow furrowed in concern. “[Y/N],” he began, but you reached out and took the quiz from his hands, effectively cutting off any line of questioning.

“Thanks,” you muttered, and all but ran for the door.

As you stepped into the corridor outside the lecture theatre, you looked at the paper in your hands. As expected, there was a lot of red ink, indicating corrections; what was unexpected, however, was the note clipped to the page, written in Brian’s distinctive script. You peered at it, trying to decipher his writing.

[Y/N],

I hope this isn’t too forward, but it seems like you’re struggling a bit with the concepts here. I know you’ve been stopping by my office with questions, but if you’d like, I’d be more than happy to offer some extra tutorial. Are you stopping by our gig tonight? If you are, please stay after – I’ll buy you a drink, and we can decide a time to get together for studying.

Cheers,

Bri

Well. You had been planning to whine at Patty, and bunk off for the evening, claiming headache; but at this point Brian was well aware of just how poorly you were doing, so there wasn’t much use in being embarrassed about it now. And you did like their music. Mind made up, you headed out to catch the Circle line back to your flat, to get ready for going out tonight.

Later that evening, you were flopped back on Patty’s bed, watching her try on clothes and change her mind about all of them.

“Paaatttyyyyyy,” you whined, getting annoyed at her indecisiveness, “We’re going to be late, come on. Just pick something. We need to leave now.”

“Easy for you to say, you don’t care what people think of you.” Her voice was muffled as she pulled another top off and tossed it to the floor.

You huffed, sitting up. “Well excuse me for having more important things to think about than whether my tits are on display.” You reached down and adjusted your bra. Tonight, your tits were on display, and frankly, you thought they looked pretty good.

Patty’s head popped through the collar of a black turtleneck, and she turned around to sigh at you. “That’s not what I meant and you know it. You just have this confidence, where you don’t worry about small shit. I’ve got no boobs and no arse – I have to work at looking good.”

You rolled your eyes at her. “Oh come off it, you’re a gorgeous little pixie and you know it. You’d look amazing in a paper bag. You’re like Twiggy. Whereas I have too much tits and arse. Do you think I should go on a diet?” You flopped back on the bed again, staring at the ceiling. Patty’s face hovered into view, incredulous.

“[Y/N] [Y/L/N], are you actually serious right now? Firstly, NO. Secondly, what on God’s green earth would possess you to say something like that?” She narrowed her eyes at you. “What’s his name? Is he going to be there tonight? Is that why you’re acting all weird?” Patty leapt onto the bed and bounced on her knees beside you. “Are you seriously interested in a guy? Finally?”

You groaned and hid your face behind your hands. “I guess. His name’s Brian. He plays guitar.”

Patty pulled your hands back from your face, giving you a considering stare. “The tall skinny one with the hair, then? Huh. Didn’t think he was your type.” She scrambled off the bed, pulling you upright to standing, casting a critical eye over your outfit – striped top, denim skirt, high boots. You held your arms out to the side and spun around.

“Well, do I pass inspection?”

She nodded. “You look great. He’s going to eat you up.”

You flushed. “We’re not… it’s not like that. He’s the teaching assistant for my stats class, too, so it’s kind of a dodgy idea. It’s just… you know how I’m terrible at maths, right?”

Patty nodded. She’d made the mistake of putting you in charge of the household budget just once, and it ended with the pair of you living on popcorn and orange juice for a week.

“Well, I’ve been getting extra help during his office hours – ”

“Oooh, extra help.”

“Not like that, you wretch. Brian’s kind, and I think it bothers him to see me struggle. I almost failed a quiz this morning, and he said to come talk to him after the show, about some additional tutoring. And I don’t know, maybe it could end up as more? I really like him – he’s smart, and funny, and seems to genuinely care when I talk to him. Sometimes I think he’s flirting with me, so I flirt back a little bit, but it never seems to go anywhere. But like I said, he’s sort of my teacher, so I don’t know if it’s even worth trying.”

You looked pointedly at your watch, and then back to Patty. “And now, Pats, because you can’t pick out a damn shirt, we’re going to be late. Can we go yet?”

“Of course, lovey.” Patty leaned over and gave you a peck on the cheek, then frowned and wiped off the traces of her lipstick. She grabbed your hand, pulling you towards the door of the flat. “Let’s go get you a man.”

~~~~~

The band was already warming up when you finally made it to the Union, and a crowd was beginning to form at the stage. You and Patty were good at this, though, and held onto each other while elbowing your way to the front. She nudged you and pointed at the band.

“New band name? New people? Did Brian say anything?”

You nodded. “Yeah, apparently Tim left a little while ago. So now Bri and Roger’ve got their other flatmate, Freddie, singing. Don’t know about the bass player though; I think he’s new since Brian and I last spoke.”

Patty bit her lip and waved as Brian glanced towards you from back near the drums. He smiled and nodded, turning to say something to the bassist, who then lifted his head to take in the pair of you. Patty smiled widely and waved again, causing the bassist to blush and duck his head.

“Take it easy, Pats, it looks like he’s shy.” You knew once she’d set her sights on someone, it was only a matter of time before the inevitable conclusion.

She giggled. “I’ll be gentle, don’t worry. We can’t break their bass player, it might bring down your mark in the class.”

Just as you were about to point out that your marks couldn’t get much lower, the house lights went down and a beautiful man with long dark hair stepped to the front of the stage.

“Hello my darlings – we’re so happy you’ve joined us tonight. This one is for all you tarts that we’ve come to know and love!”

And they were off, music screaming through the bar, Freddie’s vocals soaring above everything; and standing in front of you, Brian playing the guitar like it was an extension of his soul. He was captivating, both technically and physically, and you felt arousal curl through your abdomen as you watched his long fingers dance up and down the fretboard.

You didn’t know how long you’d been standing there, staring at Brian’s hands on his guitar, people dancing around you, when you realised that Brian was staring back. Your eyes met his, and you swallowed hard, clenching your legs together as you felt a dampness between your thighs. Brian smirked, then swirled around to stand closer to Roger. You moaned softly, though apparently not softly enough, as Patty poked you in the ribs and laughed. She leaned over to yell in your ear.

“Should I find somewhere else to be tonight?”

You rolled your eyes and laughed, pushing her lightly. She leaned into you as the band wrapped up their set, grabbing your hand and pulling you over to the bar as the music crashed to an end.

Patty was ordering pints for the both of you, as you leaned against a pillar, watching the crowd to see if you could find Brian in the mass of bodies. You jumped and turned as you felt a hand come to rest on your waist.

“Hello, love.” Brian’s voice was whisky warm as he set his hands low on your hips. “Did you enjoy the show?”

You shivered and stepped closer, tipping your chin up to look into his eyes. He looked incredible tonight, his hair wild and his eyes smudged with kohl. You could feel a blush starting. “What do you think?”

He smiled, squeezing your hips gently, and took a step back to gesture at the men standing behind him. “Would you like to meet the band? This is Roger, Freddie, and our new bassist, John. Gents, this is [Y/N].”

You leaned forward, shaking hands and making introductions with Roger and John. Freddie caught your hand and raised it to his lips, quickly kissing your knuckles and giving your fingers a squeeze as he released you.

“Darling, it’s delightful to finally meet you. Brian’s been saying so many wonderful things, it’s about time we’re able to put a face to the name!”

“Oh, um… thank you? I think?” Your blush darkened as you looked up at Brian, not sure how to respond.

“Well, that’s good to hear. [Y/N] is pretty amazing, despite her issues with maths.” And there was Patty, back with drinks, jumping in to be as embarrassing as possible. You sighed and leaned in to Brian as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders, hugging you close to his side.

“Everyone, this is my flatmate, Patty. Pats, this is Freddie, Roger, John, and Brian.” You gestured to each man in turn, and reached out to take your beer. Patty ignored you, handing one of the pints to John, as he’d reached out to try to shake her hand.

“Nice to meet you all. John, was it?” She stepped forward and tucked her hand into his elbow, gently ushering him towards a quiet alcove. John shot a surprised glance back to you, and Roger gave him a thumbs-up.

“Have fun, make good choices!” he called, barely audible across the crowd. He turned back to you, mirth dancing in his eyes. “She has no idea what she’s in for.”

You quirked an eyebrow. “Patty’s going to eat him alive, most likely. She can be a touch… hmm, aggressive, I think would be the best word for it.”

Roger shook his head. “You’d be surprised, John can hold his own. Knows what he wants and gets a bit single minded about it. Sort of like our Brian here, too.” He reached out and patted Brian’s shoulder. “With that in mind, I think Fred and I will make our goodbyes. [Y/N], it was nice to meet you.”

Freddie and Roger stepped back into the the crowd, leaving you and Brian alone. He put his mouth to your ear, so he didn’t have to yell.

“Would you like to get out of here?”

You nodded, breathless, and Brian began to walk you to the door, his arm still wrapped over your shoulders, holding you against him. The two of you spilled out the door, gasping at the shock of the cool winter air after the heat of the bar. The sudden silence rang in your ears, and you opened your mouth to speak, ready to break the undercurrent of awkwardness that had arisen.

Instead, Brian spun you around to face him, leaned down, and pressed his lips gently against yours. You inhaled sharply, and when he moved to pull pack, you grasped his arms and tugged him back in.

“It’s good,” you murmured, “just surprised me.”

Brian hummed, and ran his tongue gently against your lips, seeking access. With a soft whimper, you opened for him, sliding your hands up his arms and sinking your fingers into his hair as he deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding against yours. He slipped his knee between your thighs and pulled your hips to his, then –

“Oi! Take it off the street, mate!”

You sprang apart, startled, looking back towards the door of the bar, and the man who’d yelled at you. Sheepishly, you raised a hand in acknowledgement, and reached back for Brian, tangling your fingers with his.

“Back to mine?” Brian nodded, and you began walking towards the Queen’s Gate. “I’m just across the park, if you’re okay with a bit of a walk?”

“Of course.” Brian ducked his head guiltily. “It’ll give me a chance to cool down, too.”

“Oh, Brian, no – I want this too. I’m just as into this as you are, okay?”

He smiled widely, showing off his cute pointed teeth. “Okay.” He tightened his grip on your hand as you headed off towards your flat.

For the next twenty five minutes, the two of you chatted easily, exchanging stories about your childhoods, friends, and college days. As you drew closer to your street, your glances became heated, and the silences heavier, as you both began to anticipate what was to come.

You unlocked the door to your flat, but before stepping inside, turned and rested your hand on Brian’s chest. He stopped immediately, a worried look on his face. “Is everything all right?”

“I just want to make sure this won’t affect you, as someone who marks my class work. No favouritism, okay?”

Brian winced. “Ah, I’m more likely to be a bit harsher on you, actually. I’ll try not to be, I promise. I just… I tend to have fairly high expectations of the people I date.”

“Oh, we’re dating now, are we?” you teased, pulling him through the door and locking it behind you. He flushed.

“Well, I had kind of hoped…”

You stepped around him, and onto the stairs leading up to your kitchen. Standing a few steps above him, you turned around and looked him in the eye.

“We’ll figure that out in the morning. Right now, Brian, I need you to take me to bed.”

He groaned lowly, resting his hands on your ass while tilting his head to find your lips with his. Your held on to his upper arm with one hand, while tangling the other in the curls at the back of his neck. He pulled back slightly to nip at your lips, and you gasped into his mouth. Taking advantage of this, he dipped his tongue behind your teeth to deepen the kiss. You broke away, panting.

“Bedroom, follow me. Otherwise we’re going to end up shagging on the step.”

You led the way up the stairs, through the kitchen, and into your bedroom, gesturing Brian through the door and clicking the door shut behind him. A sudden attack of nerves had you asking,

“Can I get you anything? Water, tea, squ -”

Brian cut off your rambling with a quick kiss, as he curved into you, pressing your back against the door.

“Just you,” he whispered, kissing down your neck, nipping a bruise at the junction of neck and shoulder.

“Jesus…” you breathed, tipping your head to the side. Brian laughed softly.

“Bri will do.” He sank to his knees in front of you, hands moving to your legs, and began to slowly unzip your boots, lifting each of your feet in turn as he slid your boots off and set them aside. Finished, he slid his hands up your thighs, until his fingertips rested just under the hem of your skirt. He tipped his head back and looked up at you, eyes dark and wanting.

“May I?” His hands crept further up. You nodded frantically.

“I need you to use your words, love.”

“Yes, Brian, please! God!” You let out a whimper as you felt his fingers grasp the edge of your panties and pull them down your legs, sliding them over your feet, and tossing them aside. Returning to your thighs, he pushed your skirt up to your hips, then lifted your right knee over his shoulder, pressing a kiss to your inner thigh. You gasped as you felt the fingers of his right hand drift gently over your folds, discovering your wetness there. You felt him smile against your thigh, then trail his tongue across as he moved his mouth to your core.

“Brian, oh my god!” You grasped desperately at his curls as he began to eat you out, sliding a finger into your slick cunt while tonguing rhythmically at your clit. You’d been riding a wave of arousal for most of the night, which meant unless Brian pulled back, this was going to be over pretty quick. He nudged a second finger in alongside the first, curling them forward repeatedly. You felt your your thighs start to shake as your walls began to tighten around Brian’s fingers. Digging your fingers tighter into his hair, you braced against the wall and tried to warn him.

“Bri… I’m… oh my god, Bri…” He started to suck on your clit, adding just a hint of teeth, and you felt a wave of white-hot pleasure spread through your body as you tumbled over the edge. “Oh GOD, BRIAN!” You squeezed your eyes shut and came loudly, your cries echoing in the room. As you recovered, you felt Brian gently remove his fingers from inside you, as he slid your leg from his shoulder and stood. You forced your eyes open and blinked at him, cunt spasming as you watched him suck your wetness from his fingers. He noticed that your eyes were open and smirked at you, enjoying the flush that he could see on your cheeks.

“Bed?” He asked, feigning innocence. You nodded, taking shaky steps across the room. You pushed the duvet to the foot of the bed and turned back to see Brian unbuttoning his trousers, his shirt already discarded in a heap on the floor. A large, damp spot was visible on his underwear, revealing his arousal. As he pushed his trousers and pants down over his hips, you gazed hungrily at his cock, long and thick, just on the good side of too much. Brian watched as you pulled your shirt over your head and reached back to unclasp your bra and drop it to the floor, your nipples pebbling in response to the hungry look in his eyes. You popped the button on your skirt, allowing it to slide to the floor as well. Stepping out of the puddle of denim, you sat near the head of the bed and beckoned Brian closer. He crossed the room in a few long strides, crawling up on to the bed and hovering over you, canting his head towards you to capture your lips in a firm kiss, one hand trailing across your ribs to cup your breast.

“All right, love?” he murmured, nibbling at your lips as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and tugged him closer. You smiled into the kiss.

“Absolutely,” you whispered back, wrapping one leg around his hips, and using the other to flip you both, so that Brian was on his back and you were sat on his thighs. He blinked up at you, shocked.

“All right, love?” you sassed, teasing. He relaxed into the pillows, bemused.

“I have to say, I did not expect that.” He gestured grandly, “But feel free to continue.”

Smirking, you placed your hands on his chest and began to slowly rock forward, allowing his hard cock to slide between your folds. The two of you groaned in unison at the slick slide, Brian raising his shoulders slightly as he lifted his hands toward your nipples. You pushed him back down.

“Stay,” you gasped out, feeling heat begin to pool in your gut, and knowing that you were on your way to orgasm number two. Brian whined high in his throat, as you grasped his wrists, moving his hands to the bars on the headboard. “No touching unless I say so.”

He nodded quickly, wrapping long fingers around the iron bars. You slid back from his cock, raising up on your knees, moving a few inches forward. You reached one hand down between your legs to hold yourself open, holding Brian’s cock steady with your other hand, as you positioned yourself above him and began to slowly sink down onto his member. The stretch was almost uncomfortable, but so good, and you let out a guttural moan as you bottomed out. You peered down at Brian, who had his head thrown back and a clenched jaw. You raised your hips and slowly slid back down onto him, watching as his mouth dropped open.

“Look at me, Brian. Open your eyes,” you commanded breathlessly, getting into a rhythm of rising and falling on his cock. “Tell me what you want.”

He blinked rapidly up at you, searching for a coherent thought. “Please…” he managed, “Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please, don’t stop. So fucking good. So tight. Want…” He groaned loudly as you clenched around him on the next upstroke.

“What do you want?”

“Wanna come inside you, fill you up. Wanna claim you oh my GOD!” You’d reached out to tweak his nipples, while circling your hips. Brian bucked up into you as you slammed back down, pulling moans from both of you. You leaned forward to pull his hands from the headboard, bringing them to your chest.

“Touch me, Brian, please.” You gripped the top of the headboard for balance as you continued to ride his cock, the forward tilt of your shoulders allowing your tits to sway above him. He wrapped a hand around your back, and reached up to take a nipple in his mouth. You keened at the sensation, trying not to lose your rhythm. “So good, baby. You’re so good.”

Brian’s mouth tightened at the praise, the light scrape of his teeth causing you to clench hard around him. He whimpered and dropped his head back briefly, before moving to give the same treatment to your other breast. You could feel yourself getting closer, so you leaned down to whisper in his ear,

“Want your come, baby. Need you to fill me up, make me yours.”

With a grunt, Brian grabbed your hips and began pounding up into you. You leaned back, reaching between your legs to rub desperately at your clit. Heat suffused your body, and you scrabbled to clutch at Brian’s hands as your orgasm overtook you, a crash of elation exploding through your body while stars flashed behind your eyes. You felt Brian grip your hips and drive into you a final time, trembling and yelling as your cunt clenched around him, holding him tight as he emptied himself into your body.

You moaned, tipping slowly forward to rest your forehead on his collarbone, the pair of you breathless like you’d just finished a race. As your breathing began to calm, Brian gently lay you down on your side, and slipped from you, a gush of fluid causing you to clench your thighs together. He kissed your cheek and slid from the bed. You made a small moue of disappointment, and he stroked his fingers through your hair.

“Just going to get a flannel, love, I’ll be back in a moment.” You hummed in assent and closed your eyes, floating on happiness and exhaustion. You felt a warm hand reach between your legs as Brian cleaned you up with a damp cloth. You heard him drop it to the floor, and felt him crawl back into the bed beside you, pulling the duvet up as he lay down. You cuddled into his chest, smiling in contentment as he wrapped an arm over your shoulder.

“Should I stay?” he whispered.

You nodded, head still tucked under his chin. “Of course. I’ll make breakfast.”

You felt him kiss the top of your head as you drifted off to sleep.

You woke gradually, body relaxed and slow like honey, as sounds from the street drifted up through the window and pale morning light filtered through the curtains. Brian was snug against you, with his face tucked between your shoulders and an arm thrown over your ribs, his morning wood pressed into your backside. You stretched your legs, feeling Brian shift behind you, moving his hips away. You reached back and gripped his thigh, tugging him closer while spreading your knees slightly in invitation. He laughed softly against your back as he reached down and lifted your leg, sliding easily into you, still slick from last night. You sighed happily, pushing back against him while his hips began a slow thrust.

He reached up to tap at your lips, sliding two fingers into your mouth when you opened for him. “That’s it,” he murmured, his voice still rough from sleep. “Get ‘em wet, love.”

You swept your tongue over his fingers until they were slick, at which point Brian tugged his hand from your mouth, stretching down to rub his fingers smoothly over your clit, in counterpoint to his thrusts. You relaxed into him, revelling in the leisurely smoulder of lazy morning sex, enjoying the slow build without intention, allowing your orgasm to hit you without warning. You cried out sharply, trembling, and felt Brian still his thrusts behind you as he grunted out his release. You lay together for a few minutes, breathing in time, not speaking – just enjoying the feeling of being so entwined with another person. Eventually, reality came sneaking back, as Brian’s soft cock slipped from your cunt, his seed trickling down your thighs. You grimaced and sat up, looking back over your shoulder to see Brian watching you, his eyes soft and warm below a mass of riotous curls. A soft smile played at the corners of his mouth. You returned the expression, reaching back to delicately push his curls out of his face.

“Wash up, then breakfast?” Your question was quiet, not wanting to break the stillness of the morning. Brian nodded, catching your hand with his and kissing your fingertips. You felt a flush rise in your face, and your heart danced in your chest. Clearly Brian’s ‘dating’ idea had some merit. You rose from the bed and opened the door, checking to see if Patty had arrived home during the night, or if you needed to cover up for your run to the bathroom. The flat was otherwise empty, so you dashed out into the hall, calling back to Brian that you’d set some towels out.

You washed up quickly and passed Brian in the hall as you returned to your room to get dressed. Not knowing if he had any plans for the day, you opted for simple corduroy trousers and a t-shirt, which would serve well if you two decided to go out together. You could hear him rattling around in the bathroom as you went to the kitchen to start breakfast.

You heard Brian come up behind you as you peered into the fridge. “Omelette?” you asked, holding pointing at the basket of eggs on the counter. “You eat eggs, yeah?”

“Eggs and dairy, actually. Sometimes fish, depending.”

You wrinkled your nose. “Well, a fish omelette sounds disgusting, so I think this morning is going to be cheese omelette and toast.” You stood and shut the fridge, a container of grated cheese in your hands. You gestured towards the counter, where a loaf of bread and a butter bell sat beside a toaster. “I’ll do the eggs, you handle the toast?”

You and Brian worked easily around each other while making small talk, turning out fluffy omelettes and perfectly browned and buttered toast in record time. The kettle whistled just as you were sliding the last bit of eggs onto a plate, and Brian reached past you for the mugs for tea. You transferred everything to the small kitchen table, sitting down across from Brian and blushing again.

“This is nice.” Brian rested his elbows at the edge of the table and held his mug up just below his chin.

“The breakfast?” You were a bit confused. He laughed.

“Well, having breakfast. Together. It’s nice – we fit well together.” He paused and sat back in his chair, one-handedly cupping the mug to his chest. “I meant what I said last night, you know, about dating. You know, [Y/N], we’ve spent a fair bit of time together over the past few weeks, and you know what I’m referring to. We click. And last night… well, last night was amazing.”

You ducked your head shyly. Considering how incredible last night had been, it was ridiculous to be embarrassed, but you still felt awkward meeting Brian’s eyes.

“Love, are you okay? Did you enjoy it?” Brian’s voice was concerned, and you looked up at him, seeing the apprehension on his face.

“Brian, it was wonderful. You were wonderful,” you reassured him. “Honestly, I have no regrets. I’m just worried about what being together would mean, for school.” You gnawed on your lip, considering. “This is my final term, and you’re technically my teacher for a required class. The conflict of interest is monumental – I could be expelled, you could lose your job. I want to date you, I really do, but…”

“But you won’t.” Brian looked at you, defeated. You nodded.

“I won’t, I just can’t risk it. And I know I have no right to ask this, and I’ll understand if you say no, but I really do like you, and there’s no harm in asking – ”

He cut you off. “Breathe, love. Just ask.”

You took a deep breath. “Wouldyouwaitforme?” you asked in a rush.

“Sorry, come again?”

“Would you be willing to wait? Until end of term? I know it’s a couple of months, and I’m sure there are other girls, but I do really, really like you, Brian, and I agree with you that we fit really well together.” You paused, rallying courage for the last favour. “And, would you still be willing to tutor me, even if we’re not together? If you don’t want to, I understand.”

You realised that your hands were trembling and wrapped them around your tea mug to steady them.

“Yes, absolutely.”

You exhaled sharply, all your nerves disappearing at once as you looked at Brian’s soft smile across the breakfast table. “Really?”

He nodded. “Of course. And, just so you know, there… uh… there aren’t any other girls.” He reached up to scratch at his cheek, a nervous tic you’d noticed before. You raised an eyebrow in disbelief, and he shook his head no.

“Okay, if you say so,” you acquiesced. “I just find it hard to believe that a nerdy dreamboat like yourself isn’t beating them away with a stick.” You laughed as Brian stuck out his tongue at you and gently kicked your shin.

“Anyway, we should finish this and tidy up,” you waved your hands to encompass the remains of breakfast on the table, “and then do some actual studying. I mean, that was what you offered originally, was it not?”

Brian smiled wickedly, leaning forward. “Well, my original plan was to give you an orgasm for every question you got correct, but I suppose that’s going to have to wait.”

You felt dampness between your thighs and clenched your legs together, Brian laughing as you dropped your forehead to the table and groaned. These next few months were going to be hell.

Ten weeks later

You pulled open the door to the pub, blinking owlishly as your eyes struggled to adjust from the bright day to the dim lights inside. You had just finished sitting your stats exam about forty minutes prior, which Brian had not been proctoring – the guys had planned a band practise that afternoon, with a stop at the pub after. You heard someone call out your name, and squinted towards the back of the pub, to see the band, as well as Mary and Patty, all standing in front of a booth, doing a terrible job of hiding the cake behind them.

Touched, you blinked back a couple of tears. You were lucky to know such generous people, even if it looked like none of them could frost a cake properly. You walked toward them, as they stepped aside to reveal a cake which appeared to be more sparkler than pastry, as it sent bits of fire dancing over the tabletop.

You smiled, bemused. “Thank you guys, this is so sweet of you all. I’m just wondering, though, is this safe?” You gestured at the scene before you, where Roger was frantically trying to smother the sparks before they reached the upholstered benches.

“Of course not, darling. But what’s life without a little danger?” Of course that was Freddie, erring on the side of too much over too little. He stepped forward and dropped a quick kiss on your cheek. “Congratulations, we knew you could do it.”

“Aw, thanks Fred. I have to admit, it really felt a bit touch and go there for a while. I don’t know what I would have done if it wasn’t for Brian.” You reached over, pulling Brian to your side and smiling up at him. He smiled down at you, and you felt warmth spread through your chest. As everyone took a seat again, you leaned down to blow out the sparklers and cut the cake. Patty took the knife from your hand, and nodded toward Brian.

“Go sit with your man, he’s been checking the clock since we got here, waiting for you.” She gave you a conspiratorial grin and leaned in closer. “Oh, and I’m spending the weekend with John, so the flat’s all yours until Monday.” She winked and pushed on your hip, making you stumble in Brian’s direction.

He caught you, settling you down on his lap and wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you into rest against him. You leaned your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes, listening to the conversations around you.

“You okay, love?” Brian’s voice held a note of concern.

You nodded. “Oh, I’m fine. Just thinking of a way to thank you for all your help this term, and remembering back to a conversation we had a few weeks ago.”

He reached for his pint glass. “Oh, which conversation was that?”

You leaned up to whisper in his ear, “The one where you mentioned that you’d like to be tied to the bed while I had my wicked way with you, bringing you to the edge again and again but not letting you come, and then fucking you until you cried.” You sat back, and with a normal volume, asked, “Do you remember that one?”

Brian choked on his drink, setting the glass back down abruptly, then stood, pushing both of you to your feet. Everyone turned to stare at the disruption, Patty beginning to laugh as she realised what must be happening.

“We… have to go... now. We need to not be here. Goodbye everyone; Mary, thank you for the cake. Bye now. Bye!” Brian’s face was red as he made a beeline for the door, dragging you behind him. You laughed, waving to your friends as you stumbled to keep up with his long strides.

“Blimey, what’s up with those two?” you heard Roger ask, as Patty replied,

“Believe me, you don’t want to know!”

~~~~~~~

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Boston’s New Restaurant Openings (2)

If you tried to keep track of every brand new restaurant in Boston, you might go a little bit crazy. So just read this list instead. These are the new restaurant openings that seem like they have the most potential - although keep in mind, for the ones we haven’t tried, we make no promises. Go forth and be a pioneer.

We’ll be regularly updating this post. Once we check out each spot, we’ll add a note so you know where to read more about it - in our Hit List.

July Drew Katz Revival Cafe + Kitchen $$$$ 103 Newbury St

We’re fans of the breakfast sandwiches at this Cambridge spot, which has locations both in Davis Square and Alewife. Now they’ve opened a new branch on Newbury, making the street even more of a coffee destination (Blue Bottle, Pavement, and Thinking Cup are all there too).

Joel Ang The Lexington at Picnic Grove $$$$ 219 Jacobs Street

The team behind Puritan & Co. was supposed to open three new places in East Cambridge in June, but the pandemic altered that timeline. For now, they’re running an outdoor picnic pop-up of sorts with wagyu hot dogs, lobster rolls, and pretzel Rice Krispie treats.

Season To Taste $$$$ 2447 Massachusetts Ave

The highly acclaimed fine-dining spot The Table at Season to Taste closed in June, and the same team behind that Cambridge spot is opening a more casual gastropub in the space. They’ll have outdoor dining to start, with plans for indoor dining at a later date.

June Jamaica Mi Hungry $$$$ 225 Centre Street

The Jamaican food truck specialists now have their first brick-and-mortar location in JP. Curry goat, oxtails, and the Arboretum are now the top three reasons to move to that neighborhood.

Seis Pies Seis Pies $$$$ 1 Bow Market Way

Seis Pies, which translates to six feet, is a burrito pop-up that was born out of the pandemic. Now their San Francisco “mission-style” burritos are available at Hot Box in Bow Market - the menu can be found here.

Faces Brewing Faces Brewing Company $$$$ 50 Pleasant St

Faces Brewing is the newest brewery in town, and it’s now open for both indoor and outdoor dining. There are sandwiches and pizza to go, along with 11 different beers on tap at this Malden spot. Naturally, half of them are IPAs.

The Nu Do Society Nu Do Society $$$$ 125 River St

We weren’t sure either at first, but we can now confirm the Nu Do Society is distinctly different from the folks at Sandy Terraces. The team was scheduled to open a new brick-and-mortar location in Cambridge, but encountered some COVID-related renovation issues. However, they’re still serving noodles weekly - more information on their website.

Tasty Burger $$$$ 48 Winter Street

Tasty has added a fifth location to their ever-expanding patty empire - this time, it’s a new place in Downtown Crossing.

Mediterranean Grill $$$$ 2401 Massachusetts Ave

Kabobs, falafel, and spanakopita are all available at this new Mediterranean-inspired spot in North Cambridge.

may Dumpling Daughter $$$$ 1309 Beacon St

We suppose life would be a little easier sometimes with well-behaved, pan-seared pork dumplings instead of a screaming two-year-old. This Chinese spot recently opened a new branch in Brookline to go along with locations in Cambridge and Weston.

Chic Chick $$$$ 164 Brighton Ave

If you’ve never had the chance to indulge in Hainanese chicken rice, here’s your chance. Chic Chick in Allston is serving the classic poached chicken on rice and soba noodles. If you’re anything like us, you won’t be able to get enough of that ginger-jasmine rice.

April My Happy Hunan Kitchen $$$$ 1924 Beacon St

Admittedly, we’d be pretty happy too if we were served red-braised pork, spicy shrimp, and lamb stew every day. With this new Hunan spot in Brighton, it seems that a quick pick-me-up is pretty achievable.

Weltkuche Bistro $$$$ 5 Glassworks Ave

Weltkuche in East Cambridge claims to be an “international restaurant,” though it appears most of the items on the menu are more Northern Indian in nature. It adds another dining option for those living in the ever-changing Cambridge Crossing area.

March Sombrero Chiquito $$$$ 197 Massachusetts Ave

Sombrero Chiquito in Fenway opened right before the quarantine restrictions hit, but this Mexican spot is still making things like burritos, nachos, and street corn for takeout and delivery.

Mexicali Sushi Bar $$$$ 199 Sumner St

Mexicali in East Boston serves Mexican-inspired sushi rolls, which is pretty unique for the Boston area. The aguachile roll, in particular, sounds interesting.

February Yellow Door Taqueria $$$$ 354 Harrison Ave

Dorchester staple Yellow Door Taqueria has opened a second location in the South End. There are 12 taco varieties, like scallop frito and sunchoke, to choose from, all of which come on homemade corn tortillas. The restaurant also has a text-a-taco service, which you use to gift tacos to your friends. Turns out technology can actually be used for good.

Sam Swan Krasi $$$$ 48 Gloucester St

Wine bars are opening all over the city, and Krasi has joined the party. This Greek restaurant in Back Bay features lesser-known wines from the region and a large selection of mezze plates like celery root carpaccio and smoked monkfish. There’s also a “Feast of the Gods” for $349, if you’re feeling particularly divine.

Libertine $$$$ 125 Salem St

Libertine is a new North End restaurant that, shockingly, isn’t Italian. It calls itself a “gastropub,” serving a wide range of things from street corn to chicken pot pie to BBQ ribs. There’s also a number of mac and cheese options, probably because any place that doesn’t serve pasta in the North End will inevitably be shut down by the tourism board.

Alma Gaucha $$$$ 401 D St

Southie now has its own Brazilian steakhouse right next to Lawn on D. So this summer you could foreseeably eat an ungodly amount of meat and then play bubble soccer - Boston’s version of the Krispy Kreme Challenge.

Cosmica $$$$ 40 Berkeley St

The team behind Beehive has a new street food-inspired Mexican spot inside the Revolution Hotel in the South End. The menu has a variety of tacos and rice bowls, as well as a selection of larger entrees like cochinita pibil (pork that’s spent hours detoxing within a banana leaf).

Bubor Cha Cha $$$$ 45 Beach St

This Chinatown restaurant, which previously served Cantonese and South East Asian dishes, has now reopened with a focus on Hunan cuisine. Expect some spicy things like steamed fish with red peppers.

Barra $$$$ 23A Bow St

A small Mexican restaurant and bar has opened right next to Celeste in Somerville. There are mezcal and tuxca cocktails, as well as five to six small plates (like aguachile) daily. Weekend brunch is also available.

Mike Diskin French Quarter $$$$ 545 Washington St

The Theater District is now home to a New Orleans-themed restaurant, complete with fleur de lis, sazeracs, po-boys, and gumbo. No word yet on whether Drew Brees will make an appearance.

Lucie Drink & Dine $$$$ 120 Huntington Ave

There’s a new kind-of-American restaurant inside The Colonnade Hotel in Back Bay, and its goal is to become a “great neighborhood restaurant.” We’re not entirely sure what algorithm they’ll use to get there, but having Maine lobster pie and make-your-own-sundaes on the menu is a good start.

Brooklyn Ramen $$$$ 299 Harvard St

The speciality Japanese tea store Gen Sou En in Brookline recently closed, but the space has now been converted into a grocery store. There’s a deli housing Brooklyn Ramen in the back, which serves ramen and okonomiyaki.

Obosa $$$$ 146 Belgrade Ave

A casual West African restaurant is now open in Roslindale, serving staples like meat patties, puff puffs, and Jollof rice.

January Brian Samuels Grand Tour $$$$ 314 Newbury St

The team behind Select Oyster Bar now has a Tour de France-inspired bistro just around the corner in Back Bay. The menu has some unique takes on French classics, like escargot pie and rabbit with parsley salad. The most expensive thing on the menu is the caviar omelette at $60 - even if we were gifted one every morning, we still wouldn’t ride a bike for 3,570 miles.

50Kitchen $$$$ 1450 Dorchester Ave

Dorchester has a new soul food and Asian fusion restaurant, serving unique dishes like jambalaya egg rolls and a smoked brisket bánh mì. It’s more interesting than almost everything at Legal, where the chef used to work.

La Mei Hotpot $$$$ 230 Harvard St

The Coolidge Corner section of Brookline now has another hot pot restaurant in the neighborhood. There’s a “crazy spicy” broth option here - while Denny’s has a similar option, we guarantee it will taste better at LaMei.

Tsurutontan Tsurutontan $$$$ 512 Commonwealth Ave

Osaka udon-chain Tsurutontan now has its first Boston location inside of the Hotel Commonwealth in Kenmore Square. Udon’s not the only thing on the menu, though - there’s also sushi, donburi bowls, cocktails, and sake.

Kim Furnald Lulu Green $$$$ 246 W Broadway

Southie now has a Middle Eastern vegan restaurant. You’ll have salads, sandwiches, smoothies, and a mezze bar to choose from, as well as some bakery items. A Turkish coffee cardamom-cherry muffin seems like a delicious option to us.

M&M BBQ $$$$ 1246 Massachusetts Ave

Dorchester Brewing Company, one of our favorite Boston breweries, is now home to a BBQ restaurant. So the next time you’re “working from home,” you’ll be able to pair some pulled pork with an IPA during an important “lunch meeting.”

Poke By Love Art $$$$ 103 Beverly St

The Love Art team already has a sushi and udon restaurant, so now they’re adding a poke spot to the mix. Everything is gluten-free at this Downtown establishment, apart from the spaghetti self-portrait on the wall by local artist Nord Fine.

Bar 'Cino Bar 'Cino $ $ $ $ Italian in Brookline $$$$ 1032 Beacon St

Instead of another dispensary (which was originally supposed to be in this space), Brookline just got a new Italian restaurant from a Rhode Island restaurant group. The menu is made up of a variety of small plates and pastas, as well as a specific type of Rhode Island pizza made famous in the 1980s. Tracksuits and ruffled shirts are making a comeback, so we suppose there’s no reason to discriminate against pizza.

Longcross Bar and Kitchen LongCross Bar and Kitchen $$$$ 501 Fellsway

Detroit-style pizza places are quickly expanding around the Boston area, and perhaps some of them will make it on to our best pizza list one day. For now, you can enjoy deep-dish by the fireplace at this new Medford restaurant.

December Joyelle West Gray’s Hall $ $ $ $ American , Wine Bar in South Boston $$$$ 615 E Broadway

A natural wine bar and small plates spot has opened in Southie. Conveniently, the bar is located next to American Provisions, a full fledged cheese, wine, and charcuterie store, making this a one-stop-shop for all your self-care needs.

JM Leach Sound Advice $ $ $ $ Bar in West End $$$$ 60 Causeway St

If you’ve ever had the desire to drink at a movie theater without actually watching a movie, then this is the place for you. This cocktail bar is located next to the new ArcLight Cinemas in The Hub on Causeway.

Flight Club Darts USA Flight Club $$$$ 60 Seaport Blvd

Cocktails, darts, and cotton candy unite together at this Seaport bar, a unity which management believes will bring you “unexpected, ridiculous joy.” Hopefully it’s not of the Ed Norton variety.

Happy Crab $$$$ 1137 Broadway

Somerville is the location for yet another Cajun-style, eat-with-your-hands seafood restaurant. At this time, we will reserve comment on the emotional state of crustaceans within the institution.

Lily P’s $ $ $ $ American in Kendall Square $$$$ 50 Binney St

Kendall Square is apparently home to a startup that helps you learn the lingo for a variety of different industries. It is also now home to this fried chicken and oysters spot - which means, no matter what you do for work, “yes” is pretty much the only term you’ll need to know.

Cini's Cini's $$$$ 252 Friend St

Bite-sized arancini balls will now be served until 3am on Friday and Saturdays in the West End. Cini’s will also serve pizza until that time, so it may become your go to place for late-night cheesy Instagram photos.

Tavern of Tales Tavern of Tales $$$$ 1478 Tremont St

Board games are more fun when someone else is serving cocktails and your guests don’t have to sit on the couch that the cat constantly sheds on. Pizza and tater tots are also available at this Mission Hill cafe.

iFresh Noodle $$$$ 182 Brighton Ave

Allston is getting a new hand-pulled noodle store, which is great. We just hope that the “noodle-pulling” team is better than the “name-the-restaurant” team.

Tonkatsu King $$$$ 17 Brighton Ave

The Super 88 food court has a new vendor, one that will be royally frying up golden pieces of pork. We would be happy citizens under this monarchy.

Golden Krust Caribbean Restaurant $$$$ 41 Warren St

This Bronx-based Jamaican patty chain is continuing its expansion in the greater Boston area, this time in the Dudley Square area of Roxbury.

Only One Jamacian Restaurant III $$$$ 1345 Hyde Park Ave

Can you have three locations as a restaurant and still call yourself “Only One”? This Jamaican establishment, with a new spot in Hyde Park, is certainly not shying away from the question.

NOvember Mariel Underground Mariel Underground $ $ $ $ Cuban , Bar in Downtown $$$$ 10 Post Office Square

Mariel, a great new Cuban restaurant in Post Office Square, has opened a cocktail lounge underneath the restaurant. It’s open Tuesday-Sunday starting a 5pm and taking table reservations 9pm and later.

Woods Hill Pier Four Woods Hill Pier 4 $ $ $ $ American , Seafood in Seaport District $$$$ 300 Pier 4 Blvd

There’s a new seafood place in one of those brand new glass condo buildings on the seaport, and your dad will almost certainly mistakenly call it Woods Hole Pier 4 for years to come.

Omori Izakaya $ $ $ $ Japanese in Brookline , Brookline Village $$$$ 195 Washington St

Brookline has a new izakaya, and it’s right around the corner from a dispensary. If you’ve been in the mood for pot and robata skewers, you’re in luck.

Soup Shack $$$$ 401 Harvard Street

A JP spot for pho, ramen, and Thai noodle dishes opened a second location north of Coolidge Corner in Brookline.

Shake Shack $$$$ 322 Washington St

There’s a new burger option (and source of huge lunch lines) in Downtown Crossing, as Greater Boston gets its seventh Shake Shack

Tatte Bakery & Cafe $$$$ 345 Harrison Ave

We’re not quite at the point where there are as many Tatte’s as Dunkin Donuts in Boston, but we’re getting there, as a new one opened up in the South End.

Lola Burger $ $ $ $ Burgers in Seaport District $$$$ 11 Fan Pier Blvd

The people behind Lola 42 have opened up a burger joint around the corner on Fan Pier.

Bluestone Lane Harvard Square Café $$$$ 27 Brattle St

An Australian chain of coffee shops just opened its first Boston location in Harvard Square. It serves an all-day breakfast menu of things like lemon ricotta pancakes and shakshuka.

Nourish Your Soul $$$$ 208 Newbury Street

If you ever get hungry while shopping for yoga pants at the Lululemon on Newbury Street, now you have a place to eat bowls, smoothies, and other foods your spin instructor loves at Nourish Your Soul.

Dirty Water Dough Company $ $ $ $ Pizza in East Boston $$$$ 20 Maverick St

A Newbury Street slice joint just opened up a second location in Maverick Square.

October Guy Fieri’s Tequila Cocina $$$$ 110 Causeway

There are plenty of things that Boston has in abundance, like rotaries, wind, and 18-22 year-olds from New Jersey. But we’ve always had a conspicuous lack of donkey sauce. The drought may be over now that we have a Guy Fieri restaurant at North Station.

Distraction Brewing $ $ $ $ Bar in Roslindale $$$$ 2 Belgrade Ave

Everyone is understandably sad about the closure of Mystic Brewery, but thankfully it’s been immediately replaced by Distraction Brewing in Roslindale Square.

Brato Brewhouse + Kitchen $ $ $ $ Bar Food in Brighton $$$$ 190 North Beacon St

And right on Distraction’s heels, Brato Brewhouse is opening in Brighton. It looks like it has way more food options that most breweries.

Six West Six West $$$$ 6 W Broadway

Southie has its first hotel, and it comes with a hotel restaurant that serves potstickers, short rib tacos, and caviar paninis. A rooftop bar is coming, too, but it’s not open yet.

The Kenmore $$$$ 475 Commonwealth Ave

What used to be the Lower Depths in Kenmore Square is now a place called The Kenmore with beer and bar food.

Veggie Grill $$$$ 57 JFK St

West Coast vegan chain Veggie Grill has opened in Harvard Square. Expect salads, veggie burgers, and lots of other quick options.

Izakaya Ittoku $ $ $ $ Japanese , Korean in Cambridge , Porter Square $$$$ 1815 Massachusetts Ave

Ittoku is an izakaya that just moved to Porter Square from Brighton (closing the original location in the process). It appears to largely have the same menu, though it has a full liquor license now.

Lobstah On A Roll $$$$ 254 Newbury St

A South End sandwich shop that makes the [ninth best lobster roll in Boston[( https://www.theinfatuation.com/boston/guides/best-lobster-rolls-in-boston) just opened a second location on Newbury Street.

Pink Taco Boston $$$$ 374 Congress St

A Los Angeles taco chain has opened in The Seaport. They’re open for brunch, lunch, and dinner, serving tacos, enchiladas, burritos, and bowls.

Bulfinch Social $$$$ 107 Merrimac street

The Boxer Hotel in the Bulfinch Triangle has a new lobby restaurant, meaning we have a new place to eat and drink near the Garden that doesn’t have Larry Bird jerseys on the walls.

Rochambeu Rochambeau $ $ $ $ French in Back Bay $$$$ 900 Boylston St

Rochambeau is a big, brassy French restaurant in the Back Bay, which is already probably the capital of big, brassy French restaurants.

Bar Moxy $$$$ 240 Tremont

The brand new Moxy Hotel in the Theater District has a restaurant, and we’re pretty sure it’s the only place in town with a “food truck-inspired photo booth.”

Trillium Fenway $ $ $ $ Fenway $$$$ 401 Park Dr

Trillium has built a new tap room on the lawn outside of the Time Out Market, as it continues its quest to completely take over the Boston beer scene.

september Richard Cadan Mariel $ $ $ $ Cuban in Downtown $$$$ 10 Post Office Sq

Mariel is a big Cuban place in an old bank in Post Office Square. We don’t know why all old banks were built to look like Greek temples, but they make for some cool looking restaurants.

Richard’s $$$$ 1193 Cambridge St

Richard’s is a new American spot in Inman Square. They serve things like pasta and grilled bison.

Ghost Pepper Taco & Tequila Bar $ $ $ $ Mexican in Dorchester $$$$ 120 Savin Hill Ave

Savin Hill has a new taco and tequila bar and, let’s face it, every neighborhood deserves a new taco and tequila bar.

Chalawan $ $ $ $ Southeast Asian in Porter Square $$$$ 1790 Massachusetts Ave

Calawan is a Southeast Asian place in Porter Square. It looks like it has some really cheap wine, so it’s got that going for it, as well as dumplings, curries, and meatier dishes too.

Gantetsu-Ya $$$$ 318 Harvard Street

Gantetsu-Ya is a new Japanese street food stall in the Coolidge Corner arcade. There are few things in life we like more than Japanese street food, so we’re excited.

Roxanne's $ $ $ $ Bar Food in Beacon Hill , Downtown $$$$ 6 Beacon St

The former 6B Lounge - a Downtown bar that existed solely for the purpose of after-work drinks - has been replaced by a new tiki place with a menu of bar bites. Sounds like an improvement to us.

Jamaica Mi Hungry $$$$ 225 Centre Street

You’ve seen the jerk chicken food truck around town, and now you can find it in brick-and-mortar form in Jamaica Plain.

Pazza On Porter $$$$ 107 Porter Street

The owners of Caffe Dello Sport on Hanover Street are branching out with a full-service Italian restaurant in East Boston.

Family Affair $$$$ 554 Columbia St

How many different kinds of chicken and waffles do you know how to make? If your answer is somewhere between 0 and 51, then, sorry, you don’t know how to make as many different kinds of chicken and waffles as this new Caribbean restaurant in Dorchester.

Stillwater $ $ $ $ American in Downtown $$$$ 120 Kingston St

If you’ve ever had a friend visit Boston only to complain about our lack of restaurants that showcase the cuisine of Oklahoma, now you can take them to Stillwater for some Ritz cracker-crusted fried chicken.

Carolicious $$$$ 14 Tyler St

Aeronaut Brewery in Somerville already has Boston’s best brewery dining option in The Tasting Counter. But if you’re not up to a two-hour tasting menu, now you can get arepas at Carolicious.

august Alejandro Ramos OddFellows Ice Cream $$$$ 55 Boylston St

If you’ve never had olive oil and strawberry jam flavored ice cream, now you can at this NYC-based ice cream place that opened in Chestnut Hill.

Orfano $ $ $ $ Steaks , Italian in Fenway $$$$ 188 Brookline St

Now that the people behind Sweet Cheeks, Tiger Mama, and Fool’s Errand opened up an Italian place, Orfano, there’s now an entire block of the Fenway that’s almost completely controlled by one restaurant group. But we’re big fans of the first three restaurants, so if Orfano is any good and the city wants to let them name the street, we’re good with that.

Shy Bird $ $ $ $ American in Kendall Square $$$$ 1 Broadway

Kendall Square has a new all-day counter-service cafe, and this one serves beer and wine along with its specialty rotisserie meats.

Gre.Co Gre.Co $$$$

The fast-casual Greek spot opened its second location. It’s in the Seaport and, unlike the original Back Bay location, it has a liquor license.

Create Gallery & Cocktails $ $ $ $ Bar in Somerville , Union Square $$$$ 1 Bow Market Way

Bow Market may be officially finished now that there’s a small cocktail bar/art gallery that serves draft cocktails created by bartenders from around the city.

Taqueria El Barrio $ $ $ $ Mexican in Allston , Brookline $$$$ 1022 Commonwealth Ave

The people behind Bisq, one of our favorite restaurants in Cambridge, have opened a counter-service taco place on Comm Ave. near BU.

Boba Me $$$$ 1520 Tremont

A new cafe in Mission Hill is serving boba tea and “flaming hot cheese fries.” We’re all for interesting combinations, so you do you, Boba Me.

Pai Kin Kao $ $ $ $ Thai in Central Square $$$$ 80 River Street

What used to be Chick Chick Boom, a Central Square chicken place, is now Pai Kin Kao, and it focuses on Thai and ramen.

110 Grill $$$$ 1 District Ave

A new location of an American chain has opened in the South Bay area of Dorchester, and it calls itself “upscale-casual.” That doesn’t seem to make sense, but we don’t necessarily dislike things that don’t make sense.

july Brian Samuels The Emory $ $ $ $ American in Beacon Hill , Downtown $$$$ 21 Beacon St

There’s a new restaurant at the top of Beacon Hill and and it has a couple of things on the menu we’ve never heard off, like a lobster sausage sandwich and baked potato beignets.

Parlour $ $ $ $ American , Tapas in Brookline , Coolidge Corner $$$$ 308 Harvard Street

Parlour is a new tapas place in Coolidge Corner, so now you have a tapas place to eat at before attending a French film festival at the Coolidge Corner Theater.

The Oyster Club $ $ $ $ Seafood in Back Bay , Downtown $$$$ 79 Park Plaza

We don’t necessarily need more oyster bars, but we’ll always welcome them. This one is just off the Public Garden, and it seems like a place where a lot of people will be paying with corporate cards.

Dolce $ $ $ $ Pizza , Sandwiches , Ice Cream in North End $$$$ 272 Hanover Street

There’s a new restaurant on Hanover Street and, you’re not going to believe this, but it’s Italian. It’s called Dolce, and it specializes in pizza and gelato.

Kingston Cuts $ $ $ $ Steaks in Downtown $$$$ 25 Kingston Street

Downtown Crossing has a new steak-y bistro, with a separate bar and lounge area up front.

Black Lamb Black Lamb $ $ $ $ American , Seafood , French in South End $$$$ 571 Tremont St

The people behind Bar Mezzana, Shore Leave, and No Relation - three South End spots we’re fans of - opened Black Lamb, an “American brasserie and raw bar.” We’re excited.

Silk Road Express $$$$ 1 Brighton Ave

This is the second location of an Uyghur restaurant in Cambridge, and it’s in the wonderful Super 88 Asian food hall in Allston.

Nani Chick'n Bunz $$$$

It’s a delivery-only restaurant, which we’re not sure even counts as a restaurant. But if you live near their kitchen in Allston, then you can get some chicken sandwiches that look pretty good, and hopefully travel well.

Kim’s Tofu $ $ $ $ Korean in Allston $$$$ 160 Brighton Ave

Kim’s is a new Korean place in Allston, and it makes all its tofu in-house.

Peregrine $ $ $ $ Italian in Beacon Hill $$$$ 170 Charles Street

The people behind Juliet, an awesomely casual and affordable fine-dining restaurant in Union Square, have opened Peregrine. It’s an Italian spot in a Beacon Hill boutique hotel, and, as you’d from an Italian spot in a Beacon Hill boutique hotel, it looks to be much more upscale and pricey than their first place.

Sally’s Sandwiches $$$$ 492 Tremont St

The people behind Banyan and The Gallows - a Korean place and a pub, respectively - opened this sandwich spot inside Blackbird Doughnuts in the South End.

The Porch Southern Fare And Juke Joint $$$$ 175 Rivers edge Dr

We’re pretty sure that this new spot for barbecue and live music in Medford is the only juke joint in Boston, and we’re definitely sure it’s the first time we’ve seen the term “juke joint” since reading The Color Purple.

Black Jack Pasta Kitchen $$$$ 1401 Washington Street

Black Jack Pasta Bar was a pasta place in the Fenway that closed last year. This new spot in the South End is a grab-and-go pasta place, which is interesting.

Ilona $$$$

Ilona in the South End is the third restaurant opened up by the team behind Kava Neo-Taverna and Puro Ceviche Bar - two places we really like. It’s Georgian, but Stalin-Georgian, not OutKast-Georgian.

BearMoose Brewing Company $ $ $ $ Everett $$$$ 1934 Revere Beach Pkwy

Cool - we literally just finished our Boston Brewery Rankings, and now we already have to update it. Thanks a lot, BearMoose Brewing, a new brewery and taproom that just opened up with an in-house deli in Everett.

all the time out market places Saltie Girl Saltie Girl Fenway $$$$ 401 Park Drive

The Back Bay raw bar is selling a small selection of its favorites, including lobster rolls (both hot and cold) and clam chowder.

Tasting Counter $$$$ 401 Park Dr

One of the city’s fanciest and most expensive tasting menu places now has a place where you can wait in line for $22 king crab risotto.

Mamaleh’s $$$$ 401 Park Drive

The original Mameleh’s in Kendall Square is one of Boston’s best delis. This is now the third place you can get the shakshuka, along with its stand at the Public Market.

Jaclyn Rivas Ms. Clucks Deluxe $$$$

The team behind O Ya and Hojoko are serving up chicken and dumplings.

Jaclyn Rivas Gogo Ya $$$$ 401 Park Drive

The team behind O Ya and Hojoko are also serving up crispy nori tacos and bento boxes.

BISq $$$$ 401 Park Drive

The real Bisq is an excellent wine bar in Inman Square. This mini-Bisq is serving charcuterie and sandwiches.

Gelato & Chill $$$$ 401 Park Drive

They serve up gelato and wordplay.

Union Square Donuts $$$$ 401 Park Drive

If you haven’t already had one of these brioche donuts (either at the original spot in Union or the stand in the Public Market) now’s your chance.

Revolution Health Kitchen $$$$ 401 Park Dr

Juices, smoothies, acai bowls, and other things your spin instructor loves.

Michael Schlow’s Italian Kitchen $$$$ 401 Park Drive

Michael Schlow used to run, like, 16 really hyped restaurants in Boston. Then he left and closed them all for some reason, and now he’s back with an Italian stand here.

Monti $$$$ 401 Park Drive

Oh, apparently Michael Schlow is also back with a pizza stand here.

Anoush'ella $$$$ 401 Park Drive

Anoush’ella is a popular spot in the South End for fast casual Medeterranean food. Come here for mezze, overnight braised beef, and za’atar chicken.

Bar $$$$ 401 Park Drive

There are two bars at the Time Out Market. They’re both called Bar.

All the Casino Spots Waterfront $$$$ 1 Broadway

We hear it has a view of the table games instead of the water, but the more interesting thing about this seafood spot is that it’s led by the original chef from Neptune Oyster, one of Boston’s best restaurants.

Oyster Bar $$$$ 1 Broadway

It’s a place that sells oysters, in a casino, and it’s also from the old Neptune chef.

On Deck Burger Bar $$$$

It’s a place that sells burgers, in a casino.

Fratelli $$$$ 1 Broadway

The people behind three of our most cliched Italian places in the North End (Bricco, Mare, and Strega) have combined forces to build a (probably) cliched Italian place in a casino.

Rare Steakhouse $$$$ 1 Broadway

They claim to serve the only “certified authentic Kobe beef in New England.” We’ll fact-check that with the governor of the Hyogo Prefecture and get back to you.

Sinatra $$$$

It’s an Italian place, and it’s probably where all the guys who had Swingers posters on their walls in college are going to eat.

Red 8 $$$$ 1 Broadway

It’s a Chinese restaurant franchise of a chain that also has locations in Macau, which is in China, and Las Vegas, which is not.

Mystique $$$$

Izakayas are cool, and this one apparently has views of the skyline instead of a busload of senior citizens being hypnotized by slot machines.

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off the rack #1185

Monday, October 30, 2017

Today's a perfect day to sit inside and read what with all the rain we're having here in Ottawa. I hope it lets up by tomorrow evening for the trick or treaters.

I numbered last week's off the rack #1186 and skipped one by mistake. Keen eyed reader Tom noticed and let me know, so this here is #1185. I've got to say that I was very impressed with the art in all of the comic books that I read for this column.

Hulk #11 - Mariko Tamaki (writer) Bachan (art) Frederico Blee (colours) VC's Travis Lanham (letters). The cartoony art suits this cartoony story where Jen breaks the fourth wall and talks directly to the reader. It's kind of a neat feature that John Byrne used to do back in the day but I hope Mariko doesn't use it too often. This issue was fun for having it in there though. It also hints at a new threat to Jennifer and her gray alter ego. I love the LBD and pearls that artist John Tyler Christopher put Jen in on the cover.

Punisher: The Platoon #2 - Garth Ennis (writer) Goran Parlov (art) Jordie Bellaire (colours) Rob Steen (letters). I can't imagine what it would be like to fight in a war. This comic book showed me in explicit detail. I know we can all be reduced to our baser instincts when our lives are threatened. I hope my life or the lives of the ones I love are never threatened.

Wonder Woman #33 - James Robinson (writer) Emanuela Lupacchino (pencils) Ray McCarthy (inks) Romulo Fajardo Jr. (colours). I don't know who lettered this issue. They sure had a lot of work with 'Lil Darkseid getting older and ordering his murderous daughter Grail around. Wonder Woman only appears in this issue as images on a TV screen. I suppose that was to let fans know that they are actually reading a Wonder Woman comic book. That's a low opinion of the intelligence of their fan base. I feel a little insulted. If it wasn't for Ema's art, I'd consider benching this book.

Saga #48 - Brian K. Vaughn (writer) Fiona Staples (art & colours) Fonografiks (letters). Hazel and Sir Robot's son are much older now. This is the issue before their regularly scheduled hiatus. I'm glad it didn't end in a cliffhanger but I still can't wait until February when the next issue hits the racks.

Amazing Spider-Man #790 - Dan Slott & Christos Gage (writers) Stuart Immonen (pencils) Wade von Grawbadger (inks) Marte Gracia (colours) VC's Joe Caramagna (letters). Sometimes the hardest thing to do is the right thing. Peter is trying his best but when the fall of Parker Industries threatens to fell the Baxter Building it's up to an unlikely team up to prevent disaster. This issue spells out the plight of Peter Parker very well.

Batman: The Merciless #1 - Peter J. Tomasi (writer) Francis Manapul (art & colours) Tom Napolitano (letters). It's Wonder Woman's turn to get mashed up with Batman. There is a neat twist about the death of the Earth-12 Diana that created the Merciless. That made this comic book worth reading.

Wild Storm #8 - Warren Ellis (writer) John Davis-Hunt (art) Steve Buccellato (colours) Simon Bowland (letters). Brace yourself to meet a whole new slew of characters as this story expands. It was cool for me to see these familiar names re-imagined by Warren and John.

All-New Wolverine #26 - Tom Taylor (writer) Juann Cabal (art) Nolan Woodard (colours) VC's Cory Petit (letters). All you folks not reading this book, you don't know what you're missing. Laura and Daken meet face to face and the mystery of why Daken was being tortured is revealed. Juann's art is so nice to look at.

Action Comics #990 - Dan Jurgens (writer & breakdown art) Viktor Bogdanovic (pencils) Viktor Bogdanovic, Trevor Scott & Scott Hanna (inks) Mike Spicer (colours) Rob Leigh (letters). It looks like grandpa Jor-El has brainwashed young Jon in part 4 of "The Oz Effect". I keep wondering what the big threat is that's coming.

Weapon X #10 - Greg Pak & Fred Van Lente (writer) Marc Borstel & Ibraim Roberson (art) Frank D'Armata (colours) VC's Joe Caramagna (letters). Hulkverine meets his step-mom and she is one nasty witch. I saw some hope there for the big gray galoot when he didn't kill on command but Doctor Alba figured out a workaround. It means it's uh-oh time for the good guys again. The art in this issue is wonderful.

Detective Comics #967 - James Tynion IV (writer) Alvaro Martinez (pencils) Raul Fernandez (inks) Tomeu Morey & Jean Francois Beaulieu (colours) Sal Cipriano (letters). Part 3 of "A Lonely Place of Living" features the return of young Tim Drake/Red Robin. I'm more interested in what old Tim Drake/Batman is going to do in this timeline.

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Supersonic Flights Could Be a Thing Again If the Market Is Large Enough

Denver-based startup Boom is hoping airlines can fly its supersonic jets by 2023. A rendering of the aircraft is pictured here. Boom

Skift Take: We think there's probably demand for this airplane for transatlantic routes. Wouldn't it be great to fly between London and New York in fewer than three hours? But the airplane would have to make a fuel stop on longer routes, so it might be less useful from, say, Tokyo to Los Angeles or London.

— Brian Sumers

It has been more than a decade since travelers regularly crossed the Atlantic at supersonic speeds on Concorde, a marvel of 1960s engineering. Now, one entrepreneur is hoping to build a new plane that again will fly between New York and London in fewer than three hours.

He’s Blake Scholl, a software engineer by training and an aviation geek at heart. In 2014, he co-founded a company called Boom, based in Denver. As soon as 2023, he promises it will deliver a cost-effective supersonic plane that’ll fly more than 4,000 nautical miles without stopping. The company’s demonstrator — a scaled-down version of the real thing, called Baby Boom — should fly at some point next year.

Over the past three years, Scholl has met plenty of doubters. The naysayers know supersonic for commercial jets is technically viable because Concorde proved it years ago. But some wonder if Boom’s leadership is underestimating how difficult it will be to build and market a supersonic jet within six years.

“I think all of us in the aerospace world really love the idea of supersonic,”said Richard Aboulafia, vice president for analysis at Teal Group Corp., an aerospace consultancy. “It’s just the practical realities are somewhere between painful and difficult.”

Two issues continue to come up. One is the size of the potential market: It’s not clear how many airlines would want supersonic planes, which go for $200 million each, considering their conventional jets perform just fine. Another concern could be the airplane’s engines.

“They do not have an engine, nor is there one available off the shelf,” Aboulafia said. “There might be people who have come to them with concept engines for the future, but in terms of of- the-shelf options, there’s nothing. Nada.”

But Scholl, a relentlessly positive leader who last worked at Groupon, said he’s not worried about the engine — or anything else. “We’re happy with the engine options in front of us,” he said. And he cites a report by the Boyd Group, a consulting firm, that suggests the company could sell 1,300 airplanes in 10 years.

We spoke to Scholl recently at the Boyd Group’s annual International Aviation Forecast Summit in Las Vegas to ask him why he’s so sure supersonic travel is both technically possible and will be embraced by airlines.

Note: This interview has been edited for length and clarity.

Skift: When will your first real airplane — not the demonstrator — fly?

Our goal is to have the first pre-production aircraft in air in 2020, entering into service in 2023. It’s not as close as we would love it to be, but it’s also not infinitely far in the future. The reason is that this is an engineering project, not a science project. All the key technology for the airplane already exists. It’s a matter of getting the development done, getting it through certification and into service.

Skift: Let’s be honest. Planes are often delayed. Will you make 2020 for the first flight?

Scholl: I think one thing that’s important to keep in mind here is Boeing and Airbus both have lots of things in the oven. Boom is only working on one thing — the supersonic renaissance. We are 100 percent focused on it. There is no new technology we have to develop to make this thing happen. That makes the schedule very viable. It’s certainly a challenging project but not an impossible one.

Skift: There’s nothing vexing you must solve?

Scholl: No. That’s the surprising thing about supersonic. Remember, Concorde was designed 50 years ago with slide rules. It has been half a century since we have had a speed-up in air transportation — since we went from props to jets. And while we have had no progress in speed, we have had tremendous progress in how you build airplanes. We have new materials, like carbon-fiber composites. We have turbofan engines that are more efficient, quieter, and more environmentally friendly. And we have new methods of doing aerodynamic development through simulation that make it possible for small teams to go accomplish what used to take tens of millions of dollars and huge teams.

If you take all those bits and pieces together — things that have been flying on other aircraft, that are already certified — you can build a second-generation supersonic transport that is enough more efficient compared to Concorde that the economics work. You don’t need any science projects for that. You don’t need some new kind of engine or some crazy kind of wing. This is all stuff that has been done before.

Skift: When will the demonstrator fly?

Scholl: End of next year. We are making great progress on it. We just completed our second round of wind tunnel testing. It came out with a clean bill of health. We are getting the thing built and putting it together.

Skift: What about funding? Do you have enough to see you through?

Scholl: Funding I am very happy to say is not the problem. We have publicly raised $41 million for the company. That’s not enough to go build a production-certified airliner, of course, but it is enough to get the demonstrator flying. The way you go finance a startup venture is you go raise money, you accomplish milestones, and you go raise money and you accomplish more milestones. Ultimately, this is going to be a capital-intensive project but if you look at the capital requirements, it’s all obtainable amounts of money.

Skift: Is there a launch customer?

Scholl: The global launch customer is Virgin Atlantic.

Skift: Richard Branson is a major backer of yours. But in July, he said he was selling a major part of his stake in Virgin Atlantic to Air France-KLM, though he’ll remain chairman. Does this affect your deal with the airline?

Scholl: No. We have a great relationship with Virgin at many levels. Richard has been instrumental in making that happen, but the teams at the various Virgin airlines are very excited about supersonic. Richard’s role is evolving but it’s not going to zero, and the interest is still there at every level of the organization.

Skift: You’re very well educated, but you’re not an aerospace engineer. How’d this become your business?

Scholl: I’m a software engineer by training, and an airplane guy by passion. Something I believe very deeply is if you have a good sense of what clarity feels like, and you’ve got a lot of drive, you can go off and learn things pretty quickly. I have been fortunate at Boom to surround myself with some incredible people who live and breathe airplanes. The roster of folks we have been able to assemble to tackle a challenging but possible mission is really quite exciting. It makes this thing that may sound intractable actually possible.

Skift: Is there a list price for this airplane?

Scholl: There’s a list price and an actual price and they’re the same number. This is unorthodox. But when you go build a differentiated product, you get to rewrite some of the rules. And the silliness, where it’s like ‘guess the price,’ doesn’t need to exist. The airplane costs $200 million. Full stop.

[Editor’s note: Big manufacturers like Boeing and Airbus post “list prices” for airplanes, but just about every carrier gets major discounts, often at least 50 percent or more.]

Skift: What about operating costs?

Scholl: It’s about 75 percent less expensive to operate than Concorde. Part of that is improved fuel efficiency. Part of that is getting a form factor that will work at much higher rates of utilization and therefore reduce the capital costs per flight. That’s actually really huge. That facilitates ticket prices that are profitable at just a quarter of the cost of flying Concorde.

A roundtrip ticket on a Boom flight to London will be profitable for the airline at $5,000. That’s about what you pay in business class subsonic today. That’s what makes this such a compelling proposition. From a passenger perspective, you can pay what you’re paying today and get there in half the time. Who would not want to do that?

Airlines make the lion’s share of their revenue and margin in premium class and the cost structure of this supports maintaining those margins or possibly even extending them.

Boom Supersonic CEO Blake Scholl speaks at a press conference in June at the Paris Air Show.

Skift: At the Paris Air Show in June, you said five customers have ordered 76 airplanes. You only named Virgin Atlantic. The other airlines were top secret. Can you tell us more?

Scholl: We are going to hold some separate events in the coming months to speak very specifically about who those customers are and how they see supersonic fitting into their fleets. So I can’t name them aside from Virgin.

But this is a global product. When we talk about who these customers are, you’re going to see great diversity in geography.

Skift: How far can your airplane fly?

Scholl: The maximum range of the aircraft is 4,500 nautical miles, or just over 5,000 statute. Transatlantic routes are absolutely no problem. It’s got longer legs than Concorde.

Transpacific is interesting because basically the rebirth of supersonic is going to look a lot like the birth of the jet back in the late 1950s and early 1960s. Across the Pacific, you’ll fly with a tech [or fuel] stop, and you still save half the time. The same thing happened with props to jets. In the first generation, you lost a little bit of legs but you gained so much speed that no one cared.

Skift: How long will New York to London take?

Scholl: Three hours and 15 minutes, gate-to-gate.

Skift: And in the air?

Scholl: A little bit less than three. It’s a bit faster than Concorde. We’re cruising 10 percent faster than Concorde. It’s Mach 2.2 or 1451 mph.

Skift: For Asia to North America, are you sure everything will require a tech stop, including shorter routes like Seattle-Tokyo?

Scholl: That’s right at the limit of what you can do nonstop. Most of the routes — for example L.A. to Sydney — you actually do a tech stop. That one, for example, is 6 hours, 45 minutes, including the tech stop. If you’re doing San Francisco to Shanghai, you stop in Anchorage.

People think of stops as this miserable thing. You go to the gate. You get off the airplane. You have to change planes. You might miss your connection. That’s awful. Nobody wants that. A supersonic fuel stop is much different. You land. The fuel truck comes over. You don’t get out of your seat. You gas up the tanks, you taxi to the other end of the runway, and you’re back up in the air. It’s a very streamlined experience.

Skift: Could you do New York-L.A?

Scholl: It all comes down to the politics of it. In the early 1970s, the FAA imposed this speed limit over land in the U.S. This is the No. 1 reason why this hasn’t happened already. We took high-speed travel over the Continental U.S. off the table, basically to block Concorde. Concorde was that evil European thing and we didn’t have anything American to compete with it.

The Boom aircraft flies Mach 2.2 over water. And over land, we’ll fly high subsonic. We’ll be about 15 percent faster at Mach .95 over land than traditional jets, with that speed limit in place. And so is that useful transcon? Is 15 percent enough to generate a big market? I wouldn’t be surprised if we found a couple flights there. But it’s not going to be transformative until you can do high speed over land.

We’re working to make that happen. It’s much more about the politics than the technology or the noise. People talk about sonic booms like they are these things that kill babies. The reality is there are a whole lot of other background noises you put up with that are far louder than a sonic boom. We’re working on getting those rules changed. We are not counting on it, but it would be great.

Skift: Is there demand for speed anywhere but the world’s most dense and wealthiest cities, such as New York, London, and Tokyo?

Scholl: There’s about 500 routes on the planet that have enough traffic today to support regular supersonic service. That’s about the form factor of the aircraft and that’s about the economics. Concorde with 100 seats and ticket prices that were four times subsonic worked on one route. It could not make money anywhere but New York to London. But if you get the operating costs down by 75 percent on a per seat basis, and then even more on a per trip basis, because the vehicle is smaller, it can work on a whole bunch of routes.

It’s not just New York to London. It’s Seattle to Shanghai, and L.A. to Sydney. Tokyo to Perth. There are plenty of routes where you have enough overwater time that you get a big speed up for passengers and enough travel volume that you can get a great load factor.

Skift: For the business class passengers Boom wants to attract, even a 15-hour long-haul flight like Los Angles-Sydney isn’t so bad. You have drinks, and dinner, then watch a couple of movies and then sleep for nine hours. You arrive in the morning. Is it so much better to fly seven hours but stop in Tahiti?

Scholl: History says when the faster flights come online, nobody flies the slower ones. The faster flight is just better.

Skift: Will airlines have to charge more for flights operated by your planes?

Scholl: They’ll be at parity with business class. Your choice will be: Do you want to spend 16 hours in a flatbed seat or do you want to speed six or seven hours and truly go to sleep and wake up in the other city?

We’re not talking Concorde. The premium for flying Concorde was 4x. We’re talking no premium for speed.

Boom expects its cabin will be comfortable, if not spacious.

Skift: How do you expect airlines will configure your airplanes?

Scholl: There are two cabin options. There is business class and first class.

Business class supersonic is a nice wide seat, with a big 24-inch screen in front of you, plenty of space, and it reclines but not fully lay-flat. That’s perfect for the transatlantic flights. Think New York to London — 3 hours and 15 minutes. You don’t need the flatbed seat. By the time you put it down, it’s time to put it back up. You are able to get better operating economics with the increased density.

Across the Pacific, we see a lot of interest in a two-class cabin, or on some of the longest segments, there is interest in just doing a full first class cabin.

If you do full first class, it’s about 32 seats, and those are all lay-flat. You can do mix [of business and first] that’s in the 40s, or you do an all-business at 55.

Skift: How firm are your orders?

Scholl: The way this works is airlines place pre-orders now. There’s real cash money against that. It’s not just a [letter of intent]. After we fly the demonstrator, we are going to firm up things like performance guarantees on the aircraft. At that point, all the orders become firm.

Skift: Airline people tend to be risk averse. Is it hard to sell to them?

Scholl: The first one was a challenge, but you get momentum. The reason people get excited is just basic fundamentals. If you’re an airline person today, your life is hard. It’s a tough business because you’re flying basically the same airplanes from the same airports with basically the same cabin [as your competitors]. That’s why in economy there’s all this brutal cost competition — how low can you get the price? And in premium class, it’s like, ‘Fly my airline. I’ve got the best wine.’ It’s weak differentiation. That’s why we have all these loyalty programs.

The basic value we offer to airlines is, ‘Hey, do you want to offer something that’s really different?’ Would passengers switch airlines to get there in half the time? Would they walk away from their frequent flyer miles for that? The answer is in many cases yes. And that gives an airline a really interesting competitive weapon.

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rollinbrigittenv8 · 7 years