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Broken Arrow

She's Got You Somehow, You're Needing Her Now

Brian's POV

"You're home!" McKenna cried as she opened the door. "Feels like you've been gone a million years."
"It was only a couple of months." I laughed.
Her face fell when I closed the door behind me and set my suitcase down.
"Where's Ruby?"
I stiffened. "She uh... she went back to Chicago."
"What?!" McKenna gasped. "Why?"
"An old friend of hers showed up when we played a show there." I explained. "Apparently Jack overdosed, and Ruby felt like she had to go back and take care of him."
"And you let her go?!" she snapped.
"I didn't have a choice!" I defended. "Ruby made up her mind before she even spoke to me."
"You could have stopped her." she frowned. "Jack was nothing but bad for her, and who knows what he'll fucking do now she's back."
"She's an Adult, Mac." I stated. "I can't tell her what to do, nobody can."
"So you're just gonna let her walk away, again." she scoffed. "Some fucking man you are..."

She shook her head and ascended the stairs, not saying another word. I flinched as I heard her bedroom door slam, and sighed as I ran my fingers through my hair, flopping down on the couch. I closed my eyes, feeling like there was a weight on my chest. All was quiet, save for the distant chirping of birds and the low hum of the AC.

I didn't want Ruby to go, both Matt and I had tried to stop her. But Ruby had always been ruled by her compassion. For all the pain, the sleepless nights, the drug-induced rage that Jack had inflicted upon her, Ruby had gone back to take care of him, because it was what she felt was right.

A rough, wet tongue licking my fingers made me open my eyes to find Pinkly sitting beside the couch. She let out a small yap as I picked her up, letting her settle herself on my chest. A low whine escaped her, and she laid her head flat against me.

"You know I'm upset, don't you?" I frowned. "You know Ruby's gone."
Another low whine.
"At least I've still got one of my girls." I scratched her behind her ears. "I missed you."

***

McKenna hadn't said a word to me all Afternoon, only coming out of her room to grab coffee or go to the bathroom. I couldn't blame her for being upset that Ruby was gone, but it did irk me how childish she was acting.

Teenagers, I guess?

I'd stayed in my room and out of her hair, chain smoking as I stared at the ceiling. I was exhausted from touring, and bummed out, with zero motivation to do much else. My eyes lazily drifted toward the photos all spread out on my bedroom door, memories of Warped Tour last year, photos from varies parties the guys and I had had - some clipped where Jenna had been.

But one stood out from all the rest;



One of the early photoshoots Ruby had done for Avenged, before we'd had the money to hire a proper photographer. We'd set the timer and told her to jump in at the last moment, and hell, she looked like she belonged there. It was 2003, her hair was still black, and she still covered herself from head to toe. I smiled at the thought of how much she had changed since then, recalling a sweet moment from our Youth...

*Flashback*

Huntington Central Park


"Brian!" Ruby giggled. "Get the fucking camera out of my face!"



"Oh c'mon, you look great!" I smiled.
"My hair is disgusting, get that fucking infernal device away from me!"
"Your hair's fucking fine."
"This coming from Shaggy McGee." she teased.
"Ouch, harsh." I pouted. "One day, I'll have long flowing hair and you'll love it."
"Keep dreaming, Shithead." she rolled her eyes.
"I see the way you always eyeball that Jack guy." I smirked. "I know you have a type."
"I do not eyeball him!" she protested. "And like you're one to talk, forever gawking at Jenna's boobs."
"Say what you want, Cuntbag." I sniggered. "The sex is fantastic."
"Ew."
"You know you're jealous."
"Keep. Dreaming." she stated, poking her tongue out at the camera.
"You're only saying that because you're an awkward little Virgin." I teased.
"I'll have sex when I'm good and ready, thank you."
"All you gotta do is ask." I winked, flinching as she gathered up a handful of leaves and ditched them at me. "RUDE!"

I threw the camera to the ground, coming up behind her and grabbing her around the waist, spinning her around. She kicked out and flailed, making me stumble, and the both of us tumbled to the ground. We rolled to a stop, heaving with laughter as the Autumn sun beat down on our faces.




She propped herself up on her elbows, and I couldn't help but stare at her.

"What?" she asked.
"You're pretty." I smiled.
She snorted in response. "Hardly."
"Would you just shut the fuck up and take a goddamn compliment?"
"It always has an ulterior motive with you, Haner."
"And what exactly is that?" I challenged, leaning in toward her face.
"You only say nice things to girls when you wanna get between their legs."
"Oh, you think so?" I smirked, quirking an eyebrow at her as my hand went to her back.
"I know so."
"Well, that's where you're wrong, little darlin." I chuckled. "I don't bone flat-chested girls."
"You're an asshole!" she slapped me.
"Wanna say that again?" I purred, wrapping my arms further around her and tickling her.
"DO NOT!" she whimpered.

But I had her pinned in an instant, flailing and whining beneath me as I straddled her. Ruby had always hated being tickled, being far too sensitive and responsive to it. I loved the satisfaction of her being at my complete mercy. As she began to pant for breath, I stopped, allowing her to breathe.

"Still feel like being a smartass?" I grinned down at her.
"I don't know, you feel like not being an asshole?"
"I know you love it."
She didn't respond, and just rolled her eyes.
I rolled off of her, and laid on my side next to her.

"Still, I meant what I said, you're pretty."
"Okay, Shithead..."


*End of Flashback*

I felt around my bed for my phone, tapping out a short, but sweet text;

From: Brian
To: Ruby

I miss you...


I laughed softly to myself, she really did bring out the sappy, softcock side of me.
I wasn't even this hung up on Jenna, but then again, Jenna had really only been a substitute for that which I couldn't have. Don't get me wrong, I loved Jenna, but it was more the idea of her than she herself. Jenna was the sexy, wild, crazy party girl who fit the perfect image of what a rock star's girlfriend should be. That, along with the fact she was a stripper, which was just the icing on the cake.

But she wasn't Ruby. Ruby was reserved and sweet. The real quiet, creative nerdy type. She always had her nose tucked in a book, or was scribbling away in her sketchbook. We was the type to wake you up with a coffee and breakfast, take care of you when you got ill, and always paid attention to your Christmas List. Her love of Music had meant she'd instantly fit right in with my family, and I missed watching her giggle away as my father tried to teach her to play guitar - whilst I sat by and made fun of her like an asshole.

My phone rang, breaking me out of my pensive state.

"Hello?"
"Hey Sexy." she giggled on the other end.
"You gonna greet me with that every time, Cuntbag?" I teased.
"You know you love it, Shithead."
"I do." I smiled.
"Because you love it when I stroke your ego."
Catching the sudden change in her tone of voice, I said; "I wish you could come stroke something else..."
"Well, that's too bad, Gates." she purred. "You'll be flying solo for awhile."
"You could at least send me a lil somethin' to tie me over." I husked.
"Not a chance." she snorted. "I got more self-respect than that."
"It's not like I've never seen you naked."
"Yes, but I don't send nudes."
"Not even for me?" I pouted, even though she couldn't see me.
"Not even for you, Synyster." she deliberately dripped the seduction as she addressed me by my stage name. "Though I do seriously miss feeling those incredible fingers inside me..."
My stomach tightened as I felt her words rush down south, waking up my little friend. "You're a fuckin tease, you know that?"
"It's a wonder where I get it from." I could practically hear the smirk through the phone.
"You keep pushing me, and I just may be inclined to stick them somewhere else when I see you again." I was turning on the Gates seduction now, she'd awoken the beast. "Just so you remember your place."
"Fuck..." she whispered.
"Soundin' a little flustered there, darlin." I purred.
Her breath came out shaky as she exhaled deeply. "I miss you..."
My eyes went wide as I suddenly realized what she was doing. "Are you touching yourself, you little Minx?"
"I need you..." she moaned.
"You're gonna have to do it yourself for now." I teased. "But stay on the phone, I wanna hear you come for me."
"Synyster..." she breathed.
"That's it, baby, touch yourself for me..." My own free hand hastily fumbled with my belt and tugged down my zipper, wrapping around my already hard cock, as I began to pleasure myself along with her.
"I wish I could have you inside of me..." she whimpered. "It's just not as satisfying doing it myself."
"I know baby, I'd rather be inside that fucking wet pussy of yours, instead of my own hand right now." I growled, my pleasure already building.
"Stroke it for me, baby." she breathed. "I wish I could see those beautiful fingers of yours wrapped around it."



"You're too good at this." I sighed, my eyes rolling back into my head as I felt myself getting close, already, just from how fucking badly I wanted her.
"I'm so wet, baby..." she cried. "So goddamn wet."
"Don't stain the sheets, now."
"I'll be careful." she giggled. "Oh fuck..."
"You gettin' close, baby?"
"Mhm..."
"Good girl, don't stop." I panted, getting damn close to the edge myself.
"Fuck, I love it when you order me around." she whined, and I could hear her struggling to keep it low.
"Missing your Daddy, baby?" I teased, playing on her silly kink that I was, admittedly, starting to seriously dig.
"So bad..." she breathed.
"I wish I could watch you right now, hearing you pleasure yourself's got me hard as fuck, baby." I grunted. "You always look so fucking cute all flustered and panting for me."
"I miss watching those incredible arms flex as you pound into me." she gasped.
"Picture that, Baby, vividly." I commanded. "Imagine me there with you, inside you, fucking you hard." I urged, painting a perfect picture for her and pumping myself harder as I imagined her beneath me; scarlett locks splayed out across the pillow and those perfect little perky breasts bouncing as I thrusted into her.
"Synyster!" she yelped, cursing under hear breath for losing control and being louder than she intended to. "I'm gonna wake up Jack, he's only down the hall."
"Fucking wake him up, I don't care, I want that bastard to hear you come for me."
"You're so much better than he ever was." she panted, and I could hear she was on the verge of losing it.
"I know, Baby." I purred, only a few moments away from release. "You ready to let go?"
"Mhmm." was all she could muster.
"Come Baby." I ordered. "Come for me."
"BRIANNN." she cried, her voice echoing through the phone, and I knew there was no way Jack hadn't heard it.



"Good gir-l." my voice cracked as my own release came, spilling down over me as I stroked it out.

My mind went blank, the only thing I could concentrate on were her adorable little whimpers and cries through the phone as she dragged out her orgasm. Several moments passed before the both of us came to, panting as we tried to catch our breath.

"Fuck..." she breathed.
"You said it." I chuckled. "Never picked you for the type to have sex over the phone."
"Gotta make do somehow, don't I?" she teased. "And I have a confession to make..."
"What's that?"
"That first night in Vegas?" she giggled. "I totally did touch myself in the shower after you felt me up."
"I knew it." I smirked.

She really had become a totally different girl to the awkward little Virgin I had once known...

Notes

I've already dealt with my urges twice today, but it's probably gonna fuckin be THRICE after writing that shit.... fuck. Admit it, y'all fuckin WISH you could watch Gates strokin' it out - I know I sure as hell fucking do.

I honestly was done writing smut for this story, but this slipped out as a result of a very, very taboo, but very, very fucking HOT fic violetshade wrote for me;
http://www.avengedsevenfoldfanfiction.com/Story/91158/With-Which-I-Misbehave

Until next time, motherfuckers xx

Comments

@Ghost-On-A-Sea-Of-Wine
I totally get where you are coming from! Hopefully inspiration comes along

VIISYNS VIISYNS
8/7/21

@VIISYNS
YOU'VE READ IT FIVE TIMES???
Omg, that's amazing!! And such a compliment
THANK YOU!!
I'm sooo sorry I haven't updated it in two fucking years shiiiit
I promise I still care about this story and I really do want to finish it eventually
I reckon once the guys put a new album out my inspiration will come back

Totally understand writers block having it myself but I sure hope there's an update soon. I love this story so much...this is my 5th time reading it <3

VIISYNS VIISYNS
3/4/21

@Holly
I'm tryingggg!!
I want more as much as you do, it's my brain that's not working with me here...

PLEASE UPDATE *CRIES*
THIS IS MY FAVORITE BRIAN STORY UP HERE


Holly Holly
4/25/19