Eternal Blossom

Walking into Brian’s house, Aiyana head straight for the kitchen and took her medication so that she wouldn’t forget. While she was grabbing them each a drink, Brian slipped upstairs.
He had a surprise for her that he intended to show her tonight as her Christmas gift, not sure if he could possibly wait any longer after how well everyone had gotten along today.

Aiyana rolled her stiff shoulders and neck before walking into the living room, a drink in each hand. She looked around for Brian, and finally spotted him coming down the staircase. When their eyes met, he smiled at her widely before gesturing for her to come up.

She looked at him questioningly and sat the drinks down on the coffee table before making her way up the stairs. He took her hand once she reached him, and led her to his bedroom door.

“I have a Christmas gift for you,” he said, pausing at the door.

“Brian,” she whined before catching herself and reminding herself she was an adult and not a child. “We agreed no gifts.”

“Fine,” he laughed, “it was a gift for myself that I think you’ll enjoy.”

He pushed the door open, and in the place where his bed used to stand was now a giant water bed like she’d been teasing him he should get. She looked from it up at him with questions in her eyes.

“Like I told you, we’re going back into the studio in January, and I want you to stay here more often so that I can actually see you. I’m not going to have a lot of free time because we pull crazy hours while we’re in the studio. I know the water bed helps a lot with your pain, and my place is closer to the studio,” he rationalized to her as he pulled her towards the bed.

“Th…thank you,” she stuttered out, completely overwhelmed as she watched him sit on the edge of the bed and pat the spot beside him.

She was overcome with emotion at how thoughtful he’d been of her needs, making sure that she would be comfortable while also asking her to stay with him more often than not. She sat beside him before he could see the tear roll down her cheek, and buried her face in his chest.

“I get a water bed when I’m not a hippie and ask you to practically move in and the best I get is your face in my chest,” he chuckled down at the back of her head in a teasing manner.

“Brian, nobody has ever done something like this for me before. I don’t know what to say or do,” she said with a sniffle from the area of his chest.

“Are you crying,” he asked her, his words laced with genuine concern since he rarely ever saw her cry.

Only silence met him, as she didn’t want to admit that a few more tears had joined the first ones sliding down and over her high cheek bones. Worried, Brian put his hand under her chin and moved to the side as he pulled her face up so he could see it.

“Those better be tears of joy, Miss Deer,” he told her with a worried half smile.

Aiyana just nodded, not trusting her own words at the moment. She was speechless at his grand gesture, and that surprised her as well. Pain, frustration, irritation, joy, those things she could deal with and not bat an eye. But, you have this amazing man do something so wonderful for her and flood her system with pure unadulterated happiness and love, and she just didn’t know what to do.

Brian rubbed her back as he held her close, pulling her into his arms as he laid back on the bed. At least she wasn’t mad or offended, he thought to himself. She was happy, and apparently so happy that she was crying about it.

“You know, you could always just give me a Christmas blow job,” he chuckled once that information had sunk in.

Aiyana laughed, not able to help herself, and looked up at him. Leave it to Brian to lighten the mood when you didn’t know what else to do other than gape at him like a fucking fish.

“Is that how you say thank you for the kindest act that anyone has ever done for you,” she prompted him, an eyebrow arching playfully.

“Yes, I think that would suffice,” he told her with a generous nod of his head.

“How many blow jobs would you say you’ve given, then,” she asked innocently as she rested her chin on his chest, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Oh, I see what you did there you little minx,” he growled playfully as he reached down and grabbed either side of her face to pull her in for a kiss.

After a moment, she broke away from the kiss, and looked down into his beautiful eyes.

“Thank you, Brian. Of course I’ll stay. I don’t have words to tell you how much this means to me, and you’ve left me without an eloquent word in my brain, so I guess telling you that I love you will have to do,” she whispered, meaning each and every syllable.

Brian smiled up at her and pulled her back down to him for another kiss, wrapping his arms around her. She kissed him back passionately, putting everything she felt into the kiss before her fingers slid down to the button of his pants. Once she’d gotten the button undone, he pushed her away and jumped up laughing as he began to tear the sheets off the bed.

“You’ll have to put these back on, those are murder to figure out, by the way,” he laughed as he tossed them away.

Aiyana stood beside the bed, completely perplexed by his actions. Putting both hands on her
hips, she watched him race to the bathroom, bringing back a bottle of baby oil. The moment she saw the bottle, she couldn’t contain the laughter.

“You said we couldn’t play it in your bed. Care for a game,” he propositioned as he set the bottle on the headboard, wiggling his eyebrows at her suggestively.

“I don’t think it’s going to be what you think, but I’m game,” she giggled before she started stripping out of her clothing.

Brian arched an eyebrow and began to strip as well while he spoke, “two well lubed bodies gliding over a bed, playing cat and mouse in various sexual positions. Sounds pretty simple to me.”

Aiyana tried to stifle her laughter at what she knew wasn’t going to end up the way he was expecting, and grabbed the baby oil, “just remember, a little goes a long way.”
Brian watched as she poured a little into her hand, and then jumped when she rubbed it over his bare chest.

“Don’t be so jumpy. It warms up pretty fast,” she told him, handing him the bottle as she ran her hands over his thighs.

She couldn’t resist the urge, and dropped to her knees, applying some to his knees from her still lubricated hands. While she rubbed the oil into his legs, she ran the tip of her tongue over the sensitive tip of his penis. He smirked down at her, and poured a large handful before setting the bottle on the headboard.

Biting her lips to keep from saying anything, she stood back up and allowed him to cover her in baby oil. Closing her eyes, she kept her mouth shut as he covered her breasts, shoulders, and hips in the ultra slick fluid. She knew he wouldn’t have a good place to find a grip now, and she just closed her eyes to keep from watching his talented hands slide over her body.

He looked at his hands, which were still covered, and smirked at her before reaching around her and rubbing them over her ample cheeks. As he groped her ass, he made sure to wiggle his oiled body against hers, smiling at her when she opened her eyes finally.

“Now get on the bed, mouse,” he grinned before swatting her bottom.

“Yes sir,” she replied, and climbed onto the bed, sliding over the vinyl surface.

Brian watched her slide, and pounced onto the bed, a quick intake of breath caught in his chest as he slid much more quickly than anticipated.

Luckily, her knees hadn’t been lubed up, and she found some traction to grab him, and pull him very easily back to her.

“I thought you wanted to be the cat,” she said as she raked her nails down his spine.

“All part of my plan,” he told her, still full of confidence in the game as he reached out and grabbed her hips, pulling her body flush with his while they were on their knees.

Aiyana ran her hands over his chest to tease him, and raised both eyebrows before simply planting her hands in the middle of his chest and pushing. The simple motion caused him to lose grip on her well lubricated hips, and he slid away from her, his eyes growing wide.

“Oh, you’re so going to get it,” he told her threateningly. “That’s why you oiled my damn knees.”

Aiyana just laughed and shrugged, rubbing her own breasts as he attempted to make his way back to her. Just as she was evening out the oil, he caught her around the waist, and tossed her to the bed, looming over her as they slid a little along the surface of the bed.

“Dirty trick, my little minx,” he chuckled darkly, and slid between her legs.

Aiyana looked up at him as innocently as possible, wondering if she should let him catch her, or if she should drive home why this game was a bad idea. Unable to resist the lure of the latter, she pulled her legs up to resist him. As he struggled to separate her legs, he growled, the playful way she was fighting back was really turning him on.

With a giggle, Aiyana got her knees to his chest, and pushed him back. Brian slid away from her as she slid up the bed, nearly hitting her head on the headboard. He rolled his eyes as he slid away from her again. This was getting old for him, and he just wanted a piece of her at this point.

“Fuck this. Get up and get in the shower. I’ll be right there,” he groaned, slipping and sliding off the bed.

Aiyana rolled her eyes playfully, and slid to the edge of the bed where she was able to get to her feet. She went to the bathroom and turned the hot water on so that the shower would be heating up. Grabbing a cleaner from under the sink, and a couple towels, she walked back to the bed and began to clean up the slippery mess.

Brian watched her lean over the bed and start scrubbing, as he had begun to use his discarded shirt in an attempt to clean up the baby oil himself. He watched her breasts wobble and shake as she cleaned the bed much more efficiently than he had been doing.

He tugged on his hard member, telling himself that he’d get ahold of her in the shower, but he needed to finish cleaning up so they could sleep at some point.

“If you don’t stop stroking yourself over there, I’m not going to be able to finish cleaning this bed, honey,” Aiyana said breathily as she cleaned, never looking into his eyes.

With a chuckle, Brian saw she was almost done, and he dropped the shirt from his hands to the floor before walking over so that he stood behind her. With his hands on her hips, he pressed himself against her ass, wiggling his hips a little to tease her.

A final swipe of the mattress, and she turned around in his embrace. As soon as she was facing him, she brought her hands up to his hair, and kissed him passionately. He reciprocated, his hands tightening on her hips as he crushed their bodies together, holding her tightly as his tongue swept into her mouth.

“A word to the wise,” she giggled when they finally broke apart, “wash off the baby oil first, or
we’ll fall in that shower.”

Brian laughed and led her to the bathroom, knowing that she was right, but that he was going to have a lot of fun getting her clean just so that they could get dirty together all over again.

Notes

Some people have to be taught a lesson and can't just learn it via word of mouth.