Don't You Dare

Brian thought that there would be a weight lifted off of his shoulders after he finally told Aubrey that he loved her, but he was wrong. Dead wrong. In actuality, he felt worse, more weighted. It was almost painful how much he missed her now that he knew she felt the same way.

He never intended for those words to slip out of his mouth as he perched outside his hotel room that early morning of confessions. But it felt so right, he just uttered the words with ease.

But now he regretted it. Not because those words weren’t true - they were still damn true - but because he wasn’t able to see her, to feel her, to hold her, or to kiss her after she reciprocated those daring words.

He assumed she felt the same way about the whole exchange, because neither of them had spoken about that morning or said those words to each other again. And in the three weeks that had passed, Aubrey had been so busy, they had hardly spoken much at all other than the occasional text throughout the day or quick phone call when they both had a free second. She had been working her ass off, and although he missed talking to her, sometimes it made the distance a little easier.

Which is why he stared at his phone in his hand, debating over whether to call her or not. He had a free second. Well, since they had started on Warped Tour a week ago, he found himself having a lot of ‘free seconds,’ way more than usual. But he was hesitant. He wanted to talk to her but sometimes talking to her was just a tease of what he couldn’t have in front of him.

It made him feel guilty, like he was betraying her, but he decided against calling her for the time being. He shoved his phone back in his pocket and lit a cigarette then leaned against the side of the bus, letting the nicotine wash calm throughout his body.

“Tell me, Val!” A familiar voice shouted.

Brian glanced over to see Jimmy trailing close behind Valary as they stepped off of the bus.

“Chill,” Val demanded sternly.

“If you don’t tell me who you’re looking for, I am going to scream at the top of my lungs,” Jimmy threatened like a child.

“You’ll see in a second!” Valary replied shortly through gritted teeth, clearly fed up with Jimmy’s pestering. She locked eyes with Brian for a moment then turned back to Jimmy. “Just... wait here, okay?”

Jimmy huffed, slouching, but relented. “Fine.” He crossed his arms over his chest and watched as Val walked away. He leaned back on the bus then looked at Brian. “Hey, let me bum a cigarette.”

Brian rolled his eyes with the slightest smirk and handed Jimmy the pack of cigarettes and his lighter.

“Thanks,” Jimmy mumbled, holding the stick between his lips as he lit the end of it.

They smoked their cigarettes in silence, for which Brian was appreciative, until Zack quickly shuffled off of the bus.

“Dude, I’ve been looking all over for you,” Zack stated to Brian. “Did you read that email from Schecter yet?”

Brian shook his head. “No, why?”

“They sent some new body and neck designs, they are AMAZING,” Zack exclaimed excitedly. “There are all these new color designs and patterns and gradients, I don’t know how I’m going to choose just one!”

Brian felt bad for dismissing Zack as he continued rambling enthusiastically but he just didn’t have the motivation or energy to get excited and passionate over new guitars at the moment. And he was beginning to get pissed off at himself for placing so much of his happiness in a fucking girl.

He had never depended on another person for anything before, much less for his happiness. But then again, he had never met someone like Aubrey either.

Suddenly, something caught Jimmy’s eye. Brian was still pretending to listen to Zack’s explanation of all of the new guitar details, but he certainly took notice, in his peripheral, of the way Jimmy stilled and even the way his eyes widened.

It took Jimmy a full three seconds to realize who was walking next to Val. It was a face so familiar yet so unexpected that he didn’t even realize who it was. Who she was.

Aubrey.

“HOLY SHIT,” Jimmy shouted as he took off, darting straight toward Val and Aubrey who were still a good distance away.

Ignoring Jimmy’s usual antics, Brian continued to listen to Zack, completely oblivious that the love of his life was merely 200 feet (61 meters) away from him.

“Hi!” Aubrey greeted happily as Jimmy smacked into her, hugging her tightly and picking her up off of the ground.

“I cannot believe you’re here!” Jimmy exclaimed, setting Aubrey back on her feet.

“Believe it cause I’m here!” She replied with a smile then glanced around him to look for the person she was most excited to see.

“I can’t wait to see his face when he sees you,” Jimmy laughed as he moved out of the way so she could spot her man.

Aubrey’s heart did a cute little flip at the sight of Brian when her eyes finally landed on him. He was standing outside of their bus smoking a cigarette by Zack. It was clear that they were engaged in a fairly one-sided conversation. Zack was talking, using his hands to emphasize his point like he was explaining something to Brian, who was listening but distantly, nodding as he took a drag from his cigarette.

His hair had grown out a bit and he looked more muscular, like he had been working out.

She smiled to herself as she watched him. He had been so supportive of her new job and suddenly busy lifestyle, so the second she had some Paid Time Off, she called Val to plan the surprise. And finally, there she was. There he was, merely feet away from her.

As Aubrey, Jimmy, and Val walked toward the bus, everything seemed to happen in slow motion. Still talking, Zack glanced over to see who was walking toward them. It seemed so natural that he quickly went back to his conversation with Brian, until he realized exactly who was walking between Val and Jimmy. He froze mid-sentence and did a double-take.

“No way,” Zack muttered.

That grabbed Brian’s attention. His eyes followed Zack’s gaze and landed on Aubrey.

The cigarette that dangled between his two fingers slowly fell and descended to the ground, scattering ashes into the air along the way. He took a few small steps forward, like he couldn’t believe his eyes.

Carefully, a huge, unapologetic, sincere smile spread wide across Brian’s lips as Aubrey smiled then ran toward him. He scooped her up as she jumped into his grasp, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist as he held her up by her butt. Without another thought, she immediately greeted him with a kiss.

All of his pent-up frustration immediately dissipated and was quickly replaced by pure elation.

“Jesus, am I dreaming? I feel like I'm dreaming,” Brian muttered into her mouth, unable to determine if she was actually in his arms like he had been imagining for months now.

“Not a dream, baby,” she whispered. “Surprise.”

He pressed his lips to hers again, suddenly realizing how afraid he had been that he would never get to kiss her again.

Aubrey pulled away from the kiss first, staring into his eyes. She had been slightly worried that things might be awkward or weird between them at first, especially since they hadn't seen each other in months. But nothing felt weird or different as she stared into his eyes. It was just like it had always been… Perfect.

“Miss me?” She asked coyly.

“You have no idea,” he replied, pressing his forehead against hers, stealing small short kisses like he couldn’t get enough of her. “Are you here for the day or?”

“I’m staying with you the whole way back to Phoenix,” she informed him.

His smile grew wider, somehow. That was at least a week.

“How did you pull this off?” He wondered.

“All thanks to Val,” she nodded at the blonde, who was smiling proudly at their reunion, watching beside Zack and Jimmy who were both beaming.

Brian glanced over at his longtime friend. “I owe you.”

“Nah, I wanted her here too,” Val said with a pleased smile.

"Heyyy,” Jimmy started with a whine. “I’m kind of ticked that you didn’t tell me about any of this, Val!”

“You would’ve been too excited; you would’ve blabbed to Brian and ruined the surprise!” Val argued.

Jimmy mulled it over for a second then nodded casually. “Yeah, I probably would’ve.”

Brian laughed then slowly slid Aubrey down to the ground and back on her feet but still held her close as he looked at her. “Hey, you cut your hair,” he pointed out, brushing his fingers along her shorter locks. “It’s cute.”

“You like it?”

He smiled and nodded then realized something. “Wait, if you’re with us until Phoenix, where’s all your stuff?”

“Oh yeah, I almost forgot,” she said as she reached in her back pocket. Seconds later, she held up a room key. “I may have gotten a hotel room for the night.”

“Oh, thank god,” Brian groaned, pulling her in for another kiss.

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Brian twitched with anticipation as he drove toward the hotel. His knee bounced and his knuckles were white as they gripped the steering wheel eagerly. He was having serious trouble keeping it together.

This girl. This woman. She planned this whole thing to surprise him. She flew to another state to see him. She was going to stay on tour with them for a week. She got a hotel room because she knew how badly they needed time alone. She was going to kill him in the most amazing way.

“Are you okay?” Aubrey asked with a small chuckle, noticing his strained demeanor.

“No,” he answered honestly, exhaling. “I’m so turned on right now that I can barely see straight.”

“Uh, should you be driving?” She asked with a little less humor and a bit more concern.

“Probably not,” Brian answered as he turned off of the road and pulled into the empty parking lot of a closed office.

He drove around to the back of the building, hidden from the road.

“What are you doing?” Aubrey asked, looking around.

“Get in the backseat,” Brian demanded roughly as he threw the car into ‘park’ and unbuckled his seatbelt.

“What?” She questioned with a laugh. “The hotel is like two minutes away, Brian. I’ll just drive if you can’t.”

“I literally can’t wait that long,” he said as he reached over the middle console and unbuckled her seatbelt. “Get in the back.”

Aubrey let out a choked laugh at how ridiculous he was being, but his face held such a serious expression, so deprived and so desperate, that she couldn’t brush him off. So she nodded and climbed in the backseat of the SUV instead.

Brian followed close behind her, immediately attacking her mouth with his, devouring her. His hands were all over her, flicking open the buttons on her shorts and tugging them down. He was wasting no time. He could dote on her once they got to the hotel room, but at that moment, he needed to fuck her and get it out of his system before he exploded.

They repositioned themselves to where he was sitting in the seat and she was straddling his lap as her hands fumbled with his belt buckle. He pulled the straps of her tank-top off her shoulders and pulled it down to reveal her bra, which he quickly flicked off to reveal her breasts. He attached his mouth to one nipple while his hand went to tease the other.

“Mmm,” he hummed against her chest.

A soft moan escaped her lips, distracting her from undressing him. Once she finally got his belt and pants undone, he moved quickly in sliding his pants down just far enough to free his throbbing cock.

He moved her underwear to the side and grabbed her hips, completely taking control and positioning her above him. He dug his fingertips into her hips, a sensation she didn’t even realize that she missed, and she slowly sank down on him, taking every inch of him at once.

"Fuck," he groaned, reaching behind her neck and pulling her face to his to kiss her. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he cursed between kisses.

“God I missed you, Brian,” she muttered against his mouth as she eased up then slammed back down on him.

He grunted hoarsely, having missed not just sex, but sex with Aubrey. “I missed you too, sweet girl. Fuck, I missed you too.”

He held her face close to his with his fingers tangled in her hair as she rode him, lifting and rolling her hips as she traveled up and down on his lap. She was not holding back, putting all the effort into this rendezvous, able to tell how intense it was.

Wanting to feel his skin against hers, she backed away to pull his shirt over his head then ran her fingers up his tattooed arms. He gripped her hips again, watching them gyrate on him. He tried his hardest to thrust upward, but he was so overwhelmed with sensation, unsure of where to kiss, where to touch, what to feel, what to do, how to think, how to breathe.

"God, I can’t,” he groaned.

He knew he wasn’t going to last but a few seconds longer.

He grabbed her face and pulled her in to kiss her, hoping to prolong his impending orgasm a little longer, but it was no use. The taste of her lips and the way she felt beneath his fingertips were only heightening the pleasure between his thighs.

"I'm sorry, baby," he sighed into her mouth. "I'm gonna come.”

“It’s okay,” she cooed, kissing the corner of his mouth. “It’s okay, just come. Come in me.”

Every neuron in his body fired at those words. With a strained grunt, his orgasm detonated throughout every limb and appendage. He saw stars and fireworks and lightning as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. He clutched her head close with one hand as he gripped her hip with the other; his own hips jerking, pumping into her core, pulsating within her.

"God, I love you," he sighed with a grunt.

When he stilled and loosened his grip on her, she rested her head against his shoulder.

“I love you, too,” she replied softly, kissing his jaw and neck lightly and lovingly.

His hand rested on her thigh, lightly stroking the soft skin with his thumb as he stared up at the ceiling of the car, trying to comprehend what just happened.

Thirty minutes ago, he had been smoking a cigarette, listening to Zack spew some bullshit about new guitars, and all of a sudden, he was coming harder than he ever had in his life in the backseat of their rental SUV while Aubrey rode him like her life depended on it. It still seemed like a dream, but the intense feelings he had were shockingly real.

He knew he missed her. He knew he loved her. But he hadn’t realized how much he missed her, how much he loved her, how much he needed her until she was finally back in his arms.

“Sorry,” he muttered. “I’ll make it up to you later.”

She kissed his jaw. “I know you will. Don’t be sorry.”

She wasn’t even remotely upset. She could feel how badly he needed to fuck her and be fucked by her and she would’ve let him do whatever he wanted to her at that moment. It made her feel guilty. He had missed her and needed her so badly that she could feel it radiating off of him like heat.

He kissed the top of her head, keeping his lips there as he inhaled the familiar scent of her hair. It released a burst of dopamine, so comforting and relaxing. Nothing else in his life mattered at that moment.

“I’m so fucking happy you’re here, Aubrey,” he muttered into her hair.

“Me too, babe,” she sighed.

“Best surprise ever.”

Notes

I know how much you guys were waiting for this chapter so I figured I'd post it quick! Thanks to everyone who has been reading and commenting! I appreciate it so much! The feedback is tremendous motivation for me to spend time writing so I don't keep you guys waiting! Hope you enjoyed their reunion!

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