[SYNYSTER] I Let My Fingers [FUCKING] Do the Walking [GATES]

"Baby? You here?" Brian's voice called out as soon as I heard the front door open. I smiled into my reflection on the glass pane from one of our cabinets that held ht glasses in our kitchen, above the stove.

"Yeah Bri," I replied. "I'm in the kitchen." I listened for his keys to be dropped onto the table in the front hall and the sound of his footsteps along the marble floor. I stirred the marinara mix into the seafood I had in a pot on the stove as two tattooed arms wrapped around my shoulders.

"Hey sweety."

"Hey," I whispered, leaning back to rest against his muscled chest. Those arms moved down my fit and defined frame before they reached my hips and I was spun around to look up into the most deliciously chocolate, tantalising eyes I'd ever see. They stared back into my own storm grey ones, as a smirk pulled across his chiselled face.

"I missed you," He told me, leaning down to capture my fuller lips in his thinner ones. I sighed into our kiss and dropped the wooden spoon I was holding to the floor with a clatter, running my fingers through his newly chopped hair.

"Mmmm," I moaned, as he pulled away with a grin. "I missed you too honey." The band had gone to New York for a couple of days to talk with Andy, who was mixing their latest album. Syn smiled and peeked over my shoulder, into the silver pot on the black stove and he reached behind me, turning off the warmer. I watched as he placed a lid on top of the food before turning his attention back to me. "And what, Mr Synyster Gates, would make you want to stop me from cooking food for us, huh?"

"What would make you want to cook, when we could be upstairs, and you getting the best lay of your life?" He quipped, winking at me.

I gasped, putting me hand over my heart in fake disbelief. "Now, why would I ever want to be forced to do something like that?" I asked with a cheeky grin, slinking my arms around his waist as he kissed my forehead, staring into my eyes.

"Because you love you."

Good enough reason right there.

I bit my lip and took his hand, running out of the kitchen and towards our room. He caught me in the hallway and pushed his lips to mine, holding my hands above my head as he backed me into the wall. He pressed both our clothes hips together and rolled his against mine, causing unbearably amazing pleasure to shoot through my body. God, he'd only been gone four days and it felt like years. I don't know how I survive when he's on tour. I felt him lift my left thigh up with his free hand and I groaned- he was now pressing right against my area. Repeatedly.

"Baby-" I gasped as he moved his lips down to suck on my neck. He moved his hips forward again sharply and I heard myself cry out. "I'm so" I took a shaky breath. "I'm so wet babe," I moaned out loudly. I cried out again as the grip on my wrists tightened and Bri's hips twitched harshly.

"God I love it when you talk like that," He groaned looking me in the eye. I whimpered as we stared at each other- he was still pressing his erection between my open legs and I could barely keep my eyes open. It was so painfully amazing. My breathing was ragged as my husband had me pinned up against the wall in our hallway, my hands held above my head as he continued to practically fuck me with my clothes on. I cried out again- it felt so good to him touch me the way he was.

"Bed...Bedroom," I panted nearly ready to explode and his naked body hadn't even touched me yet.

"No," He breathed back, resting his forehead on mine and rolling his hips exceptionally hard against my own. "Here." I looked at him and moaned, breaking my arms from his lock and shoving against him, making Brian stumble back until he was against the wall. I gripped his hair hard and our tongues met in a fiery, wet, battle for dominance. I couldn't get his shirt off quick enough as I pulled it off from underneath his belts. I didn't even give us time to breath, I just needed him so badly. I had never felt my area so hot and throbbing before in my life as a new sexual prowess came over me. His belts were out of the way by now as the final one- his white studded one- fell to the floor with a thug. I heard him whimper as I undid his pants, pulling down the zip and moving my hands up his chest.

"Don't stop," He begged, gripping my waist as he rested his head on my shoulder. I laughed lightly and but his earlobe, grinning as I got the response of a desperate groan.

"I dont want you to be the only, naked one," I breathed out, taking his hands and placing them on my breasts. "Hurry up. I need you in me."

His eyes rolled into the back of his head and his grip on my chest was so tight that it hurt. But I was too aroused and hot to care. I dress I was wearing was soon being dragged up my thighs. "Keep talking," He demanded from his place on his knees as he knelt down to kiss my thighs. I whimpered as his tongue ran over my inner thigh, his hands resting on my stomach.

"I can't wait for you to bring me to the biggest orgasm I've ever had in my life," I said in one breath, trying to get the words out steadily. He told me to keep going as he slowly made his way up my body. "I missed you so much, that last night I couldn't wait any longer and I used these very fingers to... relieve some... pressure," I moaned, running my index and middle finger on my right hand down his stomach and pressed my hand against the hard bulge in his pants/ He looked up at me and gulped as I spoke into his mouth, looking straight at his eyes. "And I just pretended it was you," I whispered slowly, moving my hands away from him.

"Oh- oh God," He choked out, tugging down his pants and literally ripping my panties off with one hand. "Baby, oh God say that again."

I grinned and unclipped my bra, whilst repeating, "I used my finger's last night to get off and I imagined that it was-Oh my God!" He picked me up and slammed my body down onto his rigid and painfully hard member. My body couldn't have been more wet- or thankful- if it tried. He thrusted into my just three times and I cried out again, my toes curling as an incredibly fire spread through my legs to my stomach and then exploded. Brian turned us around as I screamed out his name, my nails digging into his back as I orgasmed. God, it felt amazing to have someone else make you feel like that. Brian grunted and moved at an amazing speed, building me up faster than he ever has before.

"I can't-" He panted, gripping my thighs harder as he pushed himself fully into me, trying to bring us impossibly closer, "I can't believe you couldn't wait just one more day."

I moaned, kissing him. "You love it. Harder," I breathed into his ear, rolling my hips down to meet his. "Oh God, right there!" I called out, getting closer again, and leaning my head back against the wall as I tried to breath.

"Oh baby. Yes," He groaned back, grunting again as he pushed painfully into me. My chest was in excruciating pain- I couldn't breath properly and my mind was foggy with the overwhelming feeling of pleasure. Brian whispered. "I'm...I'm there," and his thrusts became shorter and sharper against my own.

"Come on baby. Show me what I'll miss next time you go away," I teased, moaning as our heads rested against each other. "Show me why I'll never want you to leave, cuz what my hands can do isn't as good as what you can-" My breath hitched and I wrapped my legs around Brian's waist. "Bri- Brian."

"Scream it."

"BRIAN!" I screamed out my husband's name once more as we bot came with a blissful cry. I was so tender from being pounded so hard, I could feel his load burning me but I couldn't care less. My stomach contracted and I felt goose bumps erupt all over my body as Syn rolled out our orgasms, slowing down until his legs couldn't hold the both of us anymore and they collapses underneath him. I fell to the floor with a thud and landed on my ass, Brian falling on top of me. I leant against the carpet, hitting my head on the skirting. "Oww," I groaned.

Brian started to laugh on my chest and soon I joined in, both our bodies sweaty and spent as we lay entangled in one another. "C'mere," He said, rolling over and pulling out of me, holding his hand out. I took it and he shakily pulled me towards him and I rested my head on his sweaty heavily breathing chest. "That was better than the sex we had on our honeymoon," He said, as if it was the most amazing thing ever.

"God, I'm so sore," I groaned, feeling the pain on my inner thighs. "Baby, you're shaking," I noted, looking up and running my hand along his chest.


He smiled and brought our lips together in a sweet kiss. "I'll be alright," He whispered, kissing me again as we lay naked together in our hallway after one of the most amazing sexual experiences of our lives. "Hey baby?" I looked up at him and rested my head on my hand, smiling sleepily into his gaze.

"Why didn't you use your dildo?"

Scream for me baby.

From a photographer's POV- this lighting is amazing.