Broken Arrow

Johnny had gone to bed not long after we'd gotten home, or rather, we had put him to bed. The little man just could not hold his liquor. Brian and I had practically had to carry him home. This left Brian and I alone, neither of us had been ready to sleep, despite how late it was. We were both currently in the hot tub, and Brian had insisted on turning the lights down low with the dimmer switch. "It's so atmospheric" he had said. He wasn't wrong.

"Oh, harden the fuck up." Brian scoffed, watching me pour Coke into the glass with my Jack Daniels. "Drink it from the bottle, just once."
"No." I cringed. "I like my throat to not burn."
"It'd help you get that raspy rock n roller voice like Shadows?"
"I'll get there, in time."
"Just once." He insisted.
"No."
"A shot?" He suggested.
"A shot, I will do." I grinned.

He grabbed the bottle out of my hand, and got out of the hot tub, giving little care to the fact his swimming trunks were leaving a trail of water all over the floor. He disappeared from my sight and re-appeared a few moments later with two shot glasses. Climbing back into the hot tub, he passed one to me.

"One for you." he smirked, filling mine. "And one for me." he filled his own.
"I'll drink yours, you drink mine." I linked my arm with his.
"Fine by me." he agreed.
"One."
"Two."
"Three." We said together, feeding one another our shots.
I immediately reached for my pre-mix, and Brian snatched it away before I could grab it. "Nope."
"Brian!" I rasped. "It burns!"
"Endure!" he laughed. "Toughen up!"
"Let me have my chaser, I swear to god!"
"Make me." he challenged.
I scowled at him, and launched myself at him, burying my fingers into the hair at the back of his head and yanking on it, hard.
"Ouch!" he cried. "Bitch!"
"Give me my fucking drink, Brian."
"Okay, okay." he groaned, holding my glass out to me. "Damn."
"That'll teach you not to be an asshole." I smirked, taking a sip and finally soothing my throat.
"That was just a dirty move." He whined. "Not cool."
"Aww, Mr. Bigshot Rockstar can't take a little hair tug?" I teased.
"I don't enjoy having it pulled outside of a sexual situation." he pouted.
"What can we do to make you feel better?" I smirked, my mind suddenly conjuring up an idea.
"I don't know." he replied, noticing the change in my expression.
"Perhaps this?" I bit my lip, untying the strings around the back of my bikini top.
I watched him breathe deeply, his eyes darkening with lust.
"Or maybe this?" I untied the strings behind my neck, and let the top drop and float away in the water.
"You're killing me, here." he breathed.
"Or maybe even this?" I mumured, moving closer to him and running my hands up his chest, to his neck, and kissing him, softly, tauntingly. I bit his lip as I drew away.
"What has gotten into you, lately?" he chuckled.
"I don't know." I giggled. "I'm just different when I'm around you."
"Very different, these days." he noted.
"Maybe it's the alcohol."
"Maybe." he breathed, never taking his eyes off mine.

I gently played with his hair, one hand still on his chest. I moved it to around his neck, locking my legs around his waist as his arms wrapped around me. My lips found his once again, his hands roaming my back. One hand ran down my spine, before grasping my ass. His other hand wrapped around the back of my neck.

I let my hands roam his chest as he licked over my lips, making me part them and grant him entrance. I didn't fight him as he asserted his dominance, his tongue teasing mine skillfully. I felt warm shivers tingle between my legs, and began to grind against him. Brian's hand left my ass and slipped between us, diving below the fabric of my bikini bottoms. His fingers traced along my entrance, brushing over my clit and making me moan against his mouth.

I kissed him harder, my desire growing, and reached down to feel his hardness under the fabric of his trunks. Never breaking the kiss, one hand still teasing me, he used his free hand to unbutton his trunks and let himself free. I wrapped my hand around his hardening shaft and began to pump him slowly, the water rippling around us with each movement.

A low growl rumbled in his throat, and he flipped me around, pushing me into the seat in the corner. I kept my grip on him, pumping him softly, and he broke the kiss to watch me as his fingers began to massage my clit in gentle circles. Soft, breathy moans began to escape my lips and his simultaneously.

"Maybe we should take this into the bedroom." I whispered as I felt my pleasure building.
"You want to?" he breathed.
"Mhmm." I nodded, biting my lip.

Brian moved so I could get out. As I climbed out, I glanced back at him. My back to him, I smirked and dropped my bikini bottoms, making my way to the bedroom. I heard the water slosh as he hastily got out of the hot tub, running after me. I felt his arms wrap around me and the next thing I knew, he'd thrown me over his shoulder and was carrying me to our room.

He shut the door behind us with a sharp kick, locking it immediately. Brian pulled me from his shoulder, throwing me down on the bed and straddling me. His lips came down on mine again, kissing me hard before he sat up and allowed me to pull off his swimming trunks. He threw them aside, and they landed in a wet heap on the floor.

I reached up to gently brush my fingers against the back of his neck, at his hairline, letting my hand trail down his neck, down his chest, to his stomach. I breathed deeply at the feeling of his smooth skin against my fingertips as he watched me, his eyes dark with lust. His fingers curled into mine and drew my hands to each side of me on the pillow as he laid over me again.

Brian's lips brushed against my earlobe, kissing his way down my neck and stopping to bite me, having learned by now that it drove me absolutely crazy. His hands still in mine, I tightened my grip on him as pleasurable tingles ran through my body with every brush of his lips against my skin. He began to grind against me, and I could feel myself growing wetter against him. No fabric to dull the sensation this time, I felt myself pulse with desire.

"Brian." I whispered.
"What?" he asked.

I pulled one of the hands he was holding down beside me, down between my legs and let go. My now free hand buried itself in his hair as his fingers brushed between my legs. I pulled his face back to mine as he slipped two fingers inside of me, with absolutely zero resistence from me from how wet I had grown, and began pumping them in and out at a rapid pace. He curled them upward, brushing against my g-spot, and I moaned against his mouth. His thumb began to massage my clit, and I arced my back, pressing my body closer to his.

"Brian." I moaned, breaking the kiss.
"What?" he asked, once again.

I answered by reaching down removing his hand, grasping his shaft and pumping him slowly, locking eyes with him. He took himself from my hand, getting the hint, and brushed himself against my entrance. I sucked in a sharp breath as his head brushed over my clit, and I ran my fingers over his lips.

"Fuck me." I whispered. "Please."
"On one condition." he smirked.
"What's that?"
"If we do this, you don't call me Brian." he said.
"Okay." I nodded.
"If we do this, I'm Synyster Gates." he stated. "Not your best friend."
"Deal." I whispered.

He pushed himself into me, and my eyes rolled back into my head, a loud cry escaping my lips.

"Someone's just a little sensitive." he chuckled. "I haven't even gotten started."
"It's been a long, fuckin, time." I breathed.
"I'll make it worth the wait." he smirked.

He grabbed my wrists and held me down once more, beginning a steady rhythm with his hips. His long hair hung in a curtain around his face as his eyes blazed with lust, watching me as I breathed deeply each time he entered me. He let go of my wrists and lifted my legs up and over his shoulders.

I buried my fingers in his hair as he sped up a little, gathering it up in my hands and pulling it. His eyes squeezed shut and he bared his teeth, sucking in a sharp breath of pleasure. My actions drove him to slam himself into me harder, and I threw my head back into the pillows.

"God, yes." I cried. "Fuck me, Syn."

He sped up a little more, skin slapping against skin as he drove himself deeper, hitting my g-spot. I closed my eyes, my breathing becoming ragged as the pleasure gradually built inside of me. I dragged my nails down his back, earning a deep growl of pleasure from him.

"Fuck!" he spat, pulling himself out of me and flipping me over.

He pulled me up on my hands knees in front of him, and I felt his tongue trail along my spine, up to my neck. His lips kissed the base of my neck, just like they had done the other day in the shower. He kneaded my breasts in his hands, pinching my nipples and making me moan. His hands drew away, and then there was a loud crack as his hand came down on one of my ass cheeks. Another loud crack, barely a moment later, as he smacked the other.

"Syn!" I gasped.
"You like that, huh?" he purred, spanking me again.
"Fuck yes!" I panted.
His fingers trailed along my entrance, slipping inside of me briefly. "And apparently, that makes you a lot wetter." he chuckled. I felt the warmth of his chest against my back as he leaned over me, slipping his fingers into my mouth. "Taste yourself."
I did as I was told, licking my juices from his fingers.
"Good girl." he whispered.

His tongue trailed the path he'd made up my spine earlier, in the opposite direction, and he bit my ass. He began teasing me with his fingers again, rubbing my clit and making me squirm. I felt his tongue trail from my clit, over my entrance, and gasped in surprise as he licked over my asshole, grasping at the bed sheets.

"You continue to surprise me." he laughed.
"Just fuck me." I begged, still squirming on my hands and knees. "Please, fuck me."

I felt him slide himself up and down my entrance, teasing me just a little more, before finally slamming himself into me again. My breath caught in my throat and I threw my head back, my hair flying out as I did so. His large hands groped my hips, his nails digging into the hollows of my hipbones as he pounded into me.

"Fuck, Syn!" I cried, feeling him hit my g-spot once more, the feeling even better in this position. I bit my lip and rolled my hips back to meet his thrusts, clenching myself around him to better the sensation for both of us.
"Fuuuck." he growled, pulling me into his lap.

I screamed as he grasped my hips, slamming me down onto him. His reached up and wrapped his hand around my throat. His other hand leaving my hip and burying itself in my hair, pulling it hard as he kept going. His grip on my throat tightened, and I began to feel light-headed from the lack of oxygen. Tears began to leak from my eyes, brought on my overwhelming pleasure. I felt Brian grow even harder inside me.

"Come with me." he hissed in my ear, removing his hand from my hair and using it to guide my hand to my clit. "Touch yourself, and come with me."

I did as I was told, rubbing my clit hard, my juices providing a natural lubricant and extra stimulation. I felt myself tighten around him, and then my body was jerking against his as I exploded with pleasure. An animalistic growl tore through his throat and I felt his warm cum fill me up inside.

"Oh my god." I panted, riding it out. "God, Syn." I moaned.
"Fuck." Brian breathed, swallowing hard and burying his face in my neck.

We slowed to a stop, Brian's arms still around me, my body trembling in the afterglow of my orgasm. He pulled himself out of me and I collapsed onto the bed beside him. I watched him as he grabbed a cigarette from the nightstand and placed it between his lips, lighting it. He took a long drag and laid down next to me, exhaling deeply, before turning to me.

"Well." He smirked. "That was fun."
"That's an understatement." I giggled, biting my lip. "That was incredible after being deprived for so long."
"Not entirely deprived." he chuckled. "I've pleasured you before."
"But not fucked me." I breathed. "Fucked me hard."
"I told you, I don't do gentle." he smirked.
I mirrored his smirk with my own. "I'm so not complaining."

He lifted his arm and I took it as an invitation to cuddle up to him. My fingers trailed across his stomach as I wrapped my arm around him, sighing with content as I rested my head against his chest. I wrapped my leg around him and he grasped my ass with his free hand, making me moan softly.

He finished his smoke and snuffed it out in the ashtray beside the bed, before flicking off the lamp. In the darkness, his finger lifted my chin and drew my lips to his in one final, soft kiss before the both of us settled into a deep sleep...

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