chapter one of “meddle about” series
brian o’conner x reader
i. blonde beauty
The young Toretto's girl sighed as she ran her hand through her sweaty hair. She was wiping down the counter when she heard her younger cousin say, "Guess who's back, Y/n?"
Y/n looked towards the part of the bar where the stools were lined up. There sat the blonde beauty Y/n came to know as Brian.
She smiled and walked closer to him, "Tuna on white, no crust, correct?"
"I don't know." he said, flipping through a magazine, acting like he's never had it before. "How is it?"
Y/n's grin widened, "Everyday for the last three weeks you've been comin' in here. Everyday, you ask me how the tuna is. It was shitty yesterday, it was shitty the day before, and if you couldn't guess already, it's just as shitty."
"I'll have the tuna." Brian smiled back at her.
"No crust?"
"No crust."
Y/n pushing herself from the counter to prepare his sandwich.
As made his food, Brian's eyes couldn't help but wandered her body. Brian thought Y/n was one of the most beautiful girl in the entire world. If he had to eat tuna sandwiches for the rest of his life just to see her, he'd do it. Anything it took to be around her. His eyes stopped at every curve, dip, and valley she had before they went back up to her face as she turned back to him.
"Thank you." he said, once she dropped the plate in front of him. Y/n smiled, turning the magazine to her. Suddenly, her peace was taken by the sound of cars speeding towards the shop.
She was around the counter to clean anything up that needed it, to anything that was crooked. She wanted to distract herself from him. She walked past Brian, holding a stack of napkins, but he stopped her.
"I have something I've been wanting to ask you." he said, his striking blue eyes blaring into hers. Y/n tilted her head, wanting to know what he was thinking. "I was thinking--"
He was cut off by Y/n's squeal. Jesse suddenly swooped her up, spinning her around. The napkins she was holding almost dropped out of her hands.
"You ass!" she exclaimed, smacking his shoulder once he put her down.
"What's up, guys?" Mia said, stepping away from her school work.
"How ya doin', Mia?" Leon said, walking past them and into Dom's office with Letty and Jesse behind him.
"How's it going, Mia?" Y/n saw Monty, Vince's little brother, lean against the counter in front of Mia.
"It's-It's going good." Mia nodded, bashfully.
Y/n smiled and sighed, looking back towards Brian. Her smile dropped when she saw the lovely sight behind her was ruined by Vince standing behind him, glaring at the back of his head
She rolled her eyes and sighed, turning to fix anything that the crew messed with. Vince sat down, still staring at Brian.
"Ahh, Y/n," Jesse said as she walked by, looking at him through a pair of sunglasses. "He's beautiful."
"I like the haircut." Leon commented. Y/n smiled at the comments as she walked by.
Y/n reached the other side of the bar, where she previously was before the others arrived. She cleared her throat, "Vince." he didn't answer. "Vince!"
"What?" He looked towards her.
"Could I get you anything?"
His eyes looked Y/n up and down. "You look good."
Y/n scoffed, "Nice try."
It wasn't rocket science to anyone that Vince had a thing for the Y/n. But Y/n's feelings weren't recuperated. He'd constantly grossed her with his unnecessary comments, turning her off as soon as he would open his mouth.
Brian suddenly stood up, fishing money from his pocket, and placing it down on the counter. He gave Y/n a bright smile, "Well, thanks a lot, Y/n. See you tomorrow."
Y/n gave him a bashful one back, kind of sad his visit was cut short, "Yeah, see you tomorrow."
Brian started out of the shop. Vince suddenly stood up, calling out to him. Brian seemed to be paying no attention to the beefy man.
"Try Fat Burger from now on. You can get yourself a Double Cheese with fries for 2.95, punk." he spat.
"Vince, seriously?" Y/n mumbled walked around the counter.
Brain turned his head still walking to his truck. "I like the tuna here." he said, making Vince more enraged.
"Bullshit, asshole." Vince said. "No one likes the tuna here."
"Yeah, well, I do." Brian said, but he was suddenly pushed into the side of his truck, face first. Brian suddenly turned around, punching Vince straight in the face. Then, as quick as lightning, the two were fighting. Monty went out and tried to break it up which resulted in getting elbowed in the face by his brother.
"Jesus Christ, Dom." Mia said, frustrated. "Would you get out there please?"
"Dom, seriously!" Y/n said, coming closer to his office once he didn't even flinch. "Get out there!"
Dom got up from his seat, slowly. He leaned against the doorway. "What'd you put in that sandwich?" he asked, calmly.
"Ha, ha, real funny." Y/n said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.
"Dom!" Letty said, gesturing towards the men, who were now on the ground.
"Alright." Dom said, finally speeding to break the fight up. Jesse and Leon followed him, with Y/n and Letty right behind them. Mia grabbed a tissue, handing it to Monty for his bleeding nose.
Dom pulled Brian off and pushed him into the car they were beside. Brian raised his hand in surrender, "Hey man. He was in my face."
"I'm in your face." Dom retorted. Vince tried going after Brian again but Dom pushed him back. "Relax!" Dom roared. "Don't push it, you embarrass me!" He looked towards Jesse. "Jesse, give me the wallet."
Jesse tossed Dom Brian's wallet. He opened it and inspected it for a few sends. "Brian Earl Spilner." he read. "Sounds like a serial killer name." He pointed the wallet towards Brian. "Is that what you are?"
"No man." Brian said.
"Don't come around here again." Dom said. Y/n's face dropped. Brian was the only thing good about her job. Brian took his wallet back as Dom started to walk away.
"Hey, man you know this is bullshit." Brian said, as Dom walked. Dom turned and stocked towards him, "You work for Harry, right?" he asked.
"Yeah." Brian answered. "I just started."
"You were just fired." Dom said, venom tracing his words before he walked away from the scene.
Requested by the lovely @the-purpleflower : hi there think you could do Brian,Dominic's reaction to (reader) telling them that thy been hunting down the person who killed there father and stole there fathers Chevrolet Chevelle SS 454 that he made with his own 2 hands.
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Mentions of violence/death etc. Reader is not dealing with her grief in a healthy way but let the girl live ya know?
𝐒𝐲𝐩𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐬: He had taken everything from you; your father, and then his pride and joy. But you were going to take it all back, and you were going to do it with or without Brian's help.
𝐀/𝐍: I would've made this longer but the request just asked for the reaction, and since I'm just starting to get back into the swing of writing for fast and furious I thought I'd keep it short and sweet <3
Your computer screen glared at you harshly, the blue light burning your retinas as your eyes dropped to the bottom of the screen.
2:56 AM
The unopened email taunted you as your cursor hovered over it, sent from an anonymous address. You knew who it was though. Months and months ago, after finding out the truth about your father's tragic 'accident', the one where he had also apparently written off his beloved Chevrolet Chevelle, you had hired a private investigator to hunt down the man who did it. And he had found him.
All of the information, everything you had dedicated the past few months of your life to knowing was sitting right there in that unopened email, and yet you couldn't bring yourself to open it. Maybe it was the fear of finally having closure, or maybe you knew that once you found out who was behind this you wouldn't stop until you had your retribution, and your fathers car back with it's rightful owners.
Sighing, you push shut the laptop and stand up from the desk, crawling back into bed.
Brian was sleeping like a rock beside you, unaware of the dilemma that you were facing head-on like a train right now. You feel him wrap his arms around your waist, and it makes you smile. You'd been together for years, but you still got butterflies with him at the little things he did.
You close your eyes, trying your hardest to drift off and let sleep consume you, the nagging thought of the email pushed to the back of your mind as you slip from your consciousness.
~
"You look tired." Brian comments as you walk into the kitchen.
You just chuckle, shaking your head and pressing a quick kiss to his lips before you went to pour yourself a cup of coffee.
"Yeah I was tossing and turning." You shrug, lying blatantly. You hated lying to him, but you had no idea how he would react to the little side project you had going on right now. "You know how it is."
"Oh c'mon Y/n." Brian scoffs and you furrow your brows. "I know you didn't crawl into bed until like three. What was up?"
His eyes are kind and concerned as he meets your gaze, his head dipped slightly so that he can get a better view of your face. You run a hand through your hair anxiously, unsure of whether or not to tell him the truth before you cave. He deserved to know.
"I got an email." You say cryptically, watching with your breath held as confusion washes over her features. "From my PI."
"Your PI?" He looks as lost as ever as you try to explain to him. "What could you possibly need a PI for?"
"For my dad." You say quietly and his face falls as it dawns on him.
"Wasn't that an accident?"
"No, apparently not." You say, taking a sip of your coffee and letting it run down your throat comfortingly. "Someone killed him, and they took his car too. I'm trying to track them down."
"Ok, ok." He says quietly, nodding. You assume he's speaking more to himself then you as he meets your gaze again. "And you didn't think to tell me this, I don't know, maybe before you hired a private investigator?"
"I didn't want to tell you Brian because I wasn't even sure if this guy could track him down." You try to defend yourself and your situation. "I wasn't going to get my hopes up or yours only to be disappointed."
"Well then when were you going to tell me?" He asks, slightly raising his voice at you.
"Soon, I swear!"
"Bullshit."
"Brian, I was going to tell you." You say, exasperated. "I got an email from him last night, but I couldn't open it."
His face softens at your words and he sets down his mug of coffee.
"Let's go." He says, walking to your bedroom and gesturing for you to follow.
"Where?"
"To find out who killed your father."
Oof I low-key hate this but it'll have to do since I'm only getting into the swing of these fics again. Hope you enjoyed it, and I'm slowly working through all of the requests, so keep them coming because I thrive on being overworked <3
Requested: Yes! ‘Person A had an abusive ex that they were with before Person B. Person A accidently breaks something (Vase, Figurine, Ect.) while Person B isn’t mad, Person A starts crying and whispers “Please don’t hurt me.” (Them breaking something would have resulted in abuse.) Person B gently wraps their arms around Person A and tells them in a gentle voice that they would never hurt A, and that B promises to keep A safe at all costs.’ with Brian O’Conner??? Thank you :)
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“Babe?” Brian called through your apartment, as he shut the door.
“In here!” You called, as you attempted to shove a pile of clothes on the top shelf of your closet.
The sound of Brian's chuckle announced his presence. “Need some help?”
“Please.” You spoke, defeat overwhelming you.
Placing a hand on your waist, while the other moved to support the pile of clothes, he gently pushed you out of the way.
Leaning against the door frame, you watched with admiration at Brian as he took over placing your clothes high up.
Your mind quickly switching to the dark side reminding you of your past. Shaking in fear, you moved to sit on the edge of your bed. Letting out a heavy sigh, as you tried to rid your mind of these thoughts.
In your previous relationship, he had been abusive in all ways. If he had to help he would make you pay. If you had broken something, you would pay. Seeking help from a therapist after the breakup, they had informed you that there would be instances like these.
Closing your eyes you began breathing in through your nose, you exhaled through your mouth.
“Hey,” Brian spoke in a soft tone. His hands gently caressing your thighs. “It’s okay, you’re okay.” He muttered as he rested his forehead against yours. “I love you, we’re okay.”
Tearing began escaping your eyes as you listened to his soothing words. “I’m sorry.” You sobbed.
Catching your tears with his thumbs, he placed gentle kisses along your face.
“No baby.” He breathed. “There’s nothing to be sorry for.”
Nodding your head, you allowed silence to fall between you. Once you were ready, you opened your eyes. Greeting Y/E/C was a pair of ice blue ones.
“Let’s get something to eat, yeah?” He questioned his expression etched with one of concern.
“Please.” You croaked.
Exiting the bedroom, he allowed you to be alone to gain composure. Once you felt that you were ready, you made your way to the kitchen. Rounding one of you walked straight into one of your end tables that housed a vase.
The sound of shattering glass coursed through the air.
“Babe!” Brian yelled, rounding the corner, immediately halting his movements, gazing between you and the vase.
When he gazed at you, you stood frozen in place like a deer in headlights. Something snapped in your head, before you profusely started apologizing, dropping to your knees. Rapidly, you attempted to grasp pieces of shattered glass.
“Babe?” Brian questioned in disbelief. “Babe!”
Dropping to his knees, he quickly made his way beside you. Grasping your wrist he halted your moments.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean it!” You spoke as your voice began quivering. “Please don’t hurt me!” You shrieked.
Brian gazed at you with a slacked jaw. Quickly, he took the pieces of the vase from your hand as he wrapped his arms around you. He placed kisses on the top of your head as you began sobbing.
“Babe, I’m not mad. It’s not your fault.” Brian spoke in a calming tone. “You’re okay. Nothing’s going to happen to you while I’m around.” He rubbed his hand up and down your back.
After some time passed, you pulled away from Brian but staying close enough to keep his grasp around you. “I’m sorry.”
“You are really brave you know that?” Brian spoke, tears filling his eyes.
Your jaw falling slightly, as you gazed at the man before you.
Pulling you gently towards him, he placed his lips on yours in a sweet kiss.
“I will never hurt you. You’re safe with me.” He whispered as you tucked yourself under his chin and in his lap.
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chapter nine of "meddle about" series
brian o'connor x reader
xi. guilt
"Straight ahead." Y/n said softly as both her and Dom got out of the car. Y/n tried hard to convince Dom not to go but his persistence said otherwise.
Dom didn't say a word, he just walked forwards onto the road, and stood there silently. He imagined what had happened during that tragic night.
He looked down tracing the tire marks with his eyes. He then walked over to a spot on the ground and crouched, touching the pavement. He stood back up straight and stared for a moment.
He still said nothing as he turned and walked back towards the car.
"You found something back there, didn't you?" Y/n asked as Dom stopped alongside the road.
"There were burn marks on the ground." Dom informed her, gripping the wheel. "The kind that could only be caused by nitrometh. There's only one guy in all of LA that sells that."
"Nothing is gonna bring her back, Dom." Y/n said, looking over at him, sadly. "If I were Letty, I would ask you--No, I would beg you, please, let this go. I've already lost two people, Dom, I can't lose another. Don't even think about me, think about Mia. Can you imagine what she'd feel if she lost one of the only people she has left? Just please let it go, before it's too late."
Dom looked at her and then said, "It's already too late."
"I love you, Dominic." Y/n gave him a small smile. She gave him a kiss on the cheek before she finally exited the car. As she walked away, Dom made a u-turn and sped down the road.
When she finally made it to her house, she was greeted by two agents getting out of their car.
"Miss. Torretto. I'm Michael Stasiak, FBI." the shorter man greeted, pulling out his badge and holding it up for her to see. "Let's you and I have a little chat."
Y/n, not wanting to have any problems, agreed.
"I already told you, I haven't seen him in years." she said as calmly as possible. She was tired, hungry and most of all annoyed.
"Bullshit. Where's Toretto?" Stasiak spat, getting more angry by the second. Over the past few hours, he'd gotten the same answer and, by the Toretto stubbornness and persistence running through her veins, she wasn't going to change her answer.
"You're gonna have to be a little more specific." Y/n said, smartly. "I mean there are three of us, man."
"Don't act dumb. Dominic Toretto. Where is he?"
"Like I said before, I don't know. He could quite literally could be dead in a ditch and I wouldn't know." Y/n shrugged, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed.
"I need something." Stasiak said, getting frustrated. "You oughta go out with Penning, 'cause right now you're making me look like a fool. Okay?"
"Why are you saying that like you didn't look like a fool to begin with?" Y/n said, blankly.
"What is gonna be?" the officer continued, trying to ignore the comment, but by the redness of his face, Y/n knew it was really hard for him. "Is Dom in town?"
"Dude, do I gotta spell it out for you?" Y/n said, getting more angry by the second. "I. Don't. Know. I haven't seen him in years."
All of a sudden, the phone rang. And before Y/n knew it, Stasiak was walking out of the room, adjusting his tie along the way, leaving Y/n and another officer that didn't really talk much.
"Hey, Tyler, we got a transfer." Y/n heard a voice that made her feel even more angry. She just continued to look out of the wall of windows, digging her nails into her arms to prevent her from lashing out. "You wanna come with me?"
"What if I said no?" Y/n said, looking at him with her eyes squinted in irritation. It was hard for her to not let her eyes rank his suited body. It look incredibly hot, though he could be wearing a sheet and he'd still look sexy.
"You seriously wanna stay here with Stasiak." Brian raised his eyebrow.
That was the one that could've broken Y/n's stubbornness, so she went.
"I'm almost done." Y/n said, glancing down at her tea cup, as her and Brian sat in silence. After Y/n agreed to go with him, he driven her a local diner, claiming he needed to speak with her. He, however, had said absolutely nothing. "Are you gonna speak or are you just gonna waste more of my time?"
Brian glanced away from her for a hot second. "You know they're gonna capture Dom." he said, his face blank. "Maybe worse."
Y/n huffed out an unbelieving chuckle, "Of course you just dragged me here to try and get me to squeal."
"I'm not just talking about Dom, Y/n." Brian denied. "I don't want you gettin' tangled up in this, so stay away from him."
"The last time I checked my dad was six feet under, so why are you acting like him?" Y/n said, squinting her eyes at him. "And that's seriously, what you have to say to me after five god damn years? All of a sudden to care?"
"I never stopped." Brian mumbled, not being able to look at her. "What I did was wrong. I'm sorry. It was--It was the hardest thing I ever had to do, believe me."
Y/n let out a breathy scoff, "I'm sorry too, Brian. I'm so sorry that you had to come into my home and pretend to love me. I'm so sorry that you ripped my family apart. I'm very sorry that was hard for you."
"I lied to you." Brian said, blankly. "I lied to Dom. I lied to everybody. That's what I do best. That's why the feds recruited me."
Y/n's eyes started to water, but she refused to let him see her sweat. It was so hard seeing him, looking at his handsome face that betrayed her so many years ago. She felt a sense of guilt rise in her. Guilt that was formed by the love she still had for him. Though he betrayed her and her family, she never stopped loving him.
"Maybe you're lying to yourself." Y/n said, after a moment. "Maybe you're not the good guy pretending to be a bad guy. Maybe you're a bad guy pretending to be the good guy. Ever think about that?"
"Everyday." Brian answered. Y/n got out of the booth and started for the door, but before she could reach it, she turned and walked back to the table.
"I always wondered..." she said to him. "Why'd you let him go that day? Why did you let Dom go?"
Brian looked at her with furrowed eyebrows and said, "I don't know." Y/n didn't answer, just turned and walked out the door silently. Brian sighed to himself, feeling the exact same feelings as Y/n. "Shit."
chapter six of "meddle about" series
brian o'conner x reader
vi. pleasure
~contains smut~
As soon as they made it through the door, Y/n's lips were on Brian's. After an exhilarating drive, Brian directed her to Harry's shop, where he was staying at. They pulled away from a moment to take off their socks and shoes but as soon as they were discarded, they were back at it.
She poked her tongue out and as soon as it touched his rough lips, her tongue was in his mouth entangling itself with his. As they made out, Brian gently laid Y/n on the bed, flat. Y/n felt her heart race as his mouth lowered against her once again.
Small moans and groans came from both of their mouths. Y/n's hand started to slip under his shirt, scratching at the flexing muscles of his stomach. Brian's fingers dug into Y/n's hips as he felt his pants tighten painfully.
Y/n's hand slowly trailed down but stopped just before Brian's hard on, teasing him. He whined into her mouth, wanting more than anything for her to touch him. He took her hand and slid it onto his clothed erection, moving away from her mouth.
"You feel this." Brian said, through a groan. "This is what you do to me."
All he could feel was white hot bliss running through him. His spine shivered as he felt her hand unzip his jeans, and slip under his boxers.
The blonde let out heavy, short breathes as she jacked him off in his pants. He let out a groan as her lips found the sweet spot on his neck, where she sucked and kissed hickeys into. Her hand left his pants and slid up to the hem of his shirt, tugging it to signal him to take it off. He sat them both up and pulled his shirt off. He looked down at the hem of her dress, playing with the bottom.
"May I?" He looked at her eyes, his eyes full of pleading. She, not even being able to breath, nodded. He leaned in and kissed her neck. "Words, sweetheart, I need words."
"Yes." Y/n breathed out. "Please."
As soon as those words left Y/n's mouth, her shirt was ripped off of her, leaving her in her lacy bra and panties. Brian leaned forward, kissing and nipping her neck, leaving matching marks as she did to his. Y/n let out a breathy moan as he found the pulsing spot on her neck. As he did so, his hands massaging her thighs making the arousal in between Y/n's thighs worse. She then started moving her hips back and forth along Brian's clothed hardened cock, trying to find any sort of friction.
"Oh my god." he growled. His hands went back to gripping her hips. She could feel the bruises already surfacing her skin but she didn't care, all she could think about was the man crumbling underneath her.
Y/n squealed as she was suddenly thrown onto her back. She readjusted herself as Brian climbed onto her. "Let's get the rest of the clothes off, hm?" Brian said, huskily. Y/n nodded her head quickly. She sat up, letting him unclip the back of her bra.
Slowly and painfully, he slipped it down her arms, letting her breasts break free. He stood on his knees in between her legs, looking down on her.
He couldn't stop looking at her. She was breath taking. He's been to many different museums in his life, and saw many amazing things, but she was still the most ethereal thing he's ever seen.
"You know if you take a picture, it'll last longer." Y/n smiled, teasingly, as she caught him soaking up her beauty.
"Ya know, that's not a bad idea." Brian pulled his phone out of his pocket. He flipped it open and pointed the camera at her. She threw one arm above her head and the other hand on her stomach. She smiled a bit as Brian clicked away at his phone.
"Alright, alright, enough." Y/n giggled. She grabbed his phone and pulled him back down to her, placing her lips back on his.
He pulled away and trailed kisses and nips down her body. His hands placed feather-like touches as his lips trailed across each breast, putting equal love to both of them. Y/n moaned as Brian sucked on her chest.
Goddamn, all he could think about was her, all his senses were taken up by her. She was like a drug, and he couldn't get enough.
He trailed down the rest of her body, leaving a trail of marks along the way. He stopped just above the hem of her panties. He looked up at her with hooded eyes for permission.
"Go ahead." Y/n nodded, and that was the only thing he needed to rip off the rest of her clothes. He trailed kisses down the rest of her body until he fell into place.
She felt jolts of energy shot throughout her body as he ate her out. If he was on death row, he now knew damn well what his last meal would be. She was sweet, and savory at the same time. All he wanted to do for her was to feel good, and by the sounds of it, she was. But he didn't want his ego to get too big yet.
Her moans became louder as he inserted a finger inside her throbbing pussy. He curled his fingers, hitting that one spot, as he continued to suck and lick her swollen clit.
"Oh, my god. Brian, please don't stop." She moaned, regaining his stamina as he put another finger inside. Only seconds later, he could feel her thighs shake around his head. She let out a breath as he pulled out his fingers from her. As she came down from her orgasm, he kissed up her body until he reached her lips. And she kissed him hard, placing her hand on the back of his head, pulling him as close as possible.
"It's your turn now." Y/n smirked, wanting to make him feel as good as she does. She pushed him off of her, letting him replace herself from the spot on the bed.
Brian let out a breathy groan as she kissed his erection through his unzipped jeans. He helped her shimmy himself out of his pants, letting her take control once they and his boxers fell to the ground. He groaned even louder at the feeling of her tongue licking like a kitten along his cock.
She pressed her tongue flat at the base of his shaft before dragging it up to the angry red tip, licking up any reminiscence of pre-cum that leaked from it. He watched her through hooded eyes as she sucked on the tip before lowering her mouth even further down. He couldn't help but squeeze his eyes shut at the feeling of her warm mouth around him.
He has been with girls before but they've never gone down on him like this. When he felt his cock hit the back of her mouth, he started pleading with her to start moving. At his plea, she started moving her mouth up and down his cock, feeling every inch. She then found the vein that dragged along the underside of his shaft. She laid her tongue flat against it and dragged it upward, making his hips jolt with pleasure. He threw his head back with an imminent amount of pleasure as his hand found the back of her head. He pushed her head down, wanting his whole cock to feel her.
"I need you." Brian said, pulling away. He placed a kiss on her cheek and whispered, "Can I have you? Please?"
"Yeah. Take what you need, baby." Y/n replied, quietly. Brian pushed her softly off of him, before leaning over the side of the bed to retrieve a condom from the confines of his wallet.
He crawled back between her legs, ripping open the foiled package with his teeth. He hissed as he slipped on the rubber. He rubbed his now protected cock between her slick folds. He looked into her eyes, "Are you sure you want to continue?"
"Yeah, 100%." Y/n smiled, giving him complete consent. She let out a small moan as he started slipping the head into her. He soon bottomed out. The blonde leaned down to kiss her once again as she adjusted to his size. He trailed kisses along her cheek until his lips landed on the shell of her ear.
"Tell me when." Brian whispered to her.
"Brian, start moving." Y/n whispered, finally adjusted and comfortable. He started moving in and out of her at a slow pace. She could feel him slowly brushing against her g-spot once again as he slid in and out. He went faster, making both of them moan louder than before.
Y/n wrapped her legs around his waist, the new angel helped Brian brush against the spot a lot more than before. He gripped her thighs, picking a more pace. He could feel himself getting closer and closer.
"I'm close." Y/n mumbled through gritted teeth. "Me too, baby, me too." Brian replied through another groan. He could feel her nails sink into his back as she pulsed and shook around him.
He grunted as he felt himself twitch. His hips gave one last thrust before he released into the condom. He placed his lips onto Y/n's once again as he pulled out.
He collapsed onto her chest, breathing shakily. She ranked her hand through his hair feeling a calming presence fall over them.
"Better clean up before we fall asleep, huh?" he smiled, getting off her and off the bed. He walked to the bathroom and came out with a cloth. He took the condom off, tying it off before throwing it into the trash.
"I need to use the bathroom real quick." Y/n said, a little embarrassed at how sensative she was at the moment. "Uh, could you help me walk?"
Brian let out an amused chuckle, as his face melted into a loving smile. He couldn't help his ego boost just a bit at the question. He helped her sit up and guided her to the bathroom.
"Thank you, I got it from here." She kissed his cheek before going into the bathroom and shutting the door behind her.
He laid back down, waiting for her to get back. She walked out of the bathroom after doing her business to see him looking through his phone. He was obviously looking at the photos he took of her because all he could do was smile.
"Come here, beautiful." he said, shutting his phone and gesturing over to him. She climbed into bed and turned to her side to face the wall. He wrapped his arms tightly around her as he snuggled his head into her neck heaving a deep breath, his body relaxing as her scent filled his senses.
They both fell into a pleasant silence before falling into a deep sleep.
chapter fourteen of "meddle about" series
brian o'connor x reader
xiv. feelings
*smut ~ oral (f)*
"Everything's falling apart." Y/n sobbed. Y/n's head laid on Mia's chest, feeling her sadness finally flush from her being. Everything she felt about Letty, Brian, Dom's situation, she felt everything finally leave her as she sobbed.
"It's not, honey." Mia kissed her cousin's head. "Everything's going to be just fine. Shhhh." Mia said, as Y/n hiccuped.
The youngest Toretto felt a sense of deja vu. She remember herself crying herself to sleep as she laid herself on her cousin's chest. She remember Y/n threading her hands soothingly through her hair, humming some lullaby they used to sing together.
"I need to go for a walk." Y/n said. She quickly grabbed a hoodie, pulling it over her head. Y/n was always good at this. Moving from one emotion to another. It gave most people whiplash by how fast she could do it.
"Y/n--" Mia sighed, feeling helpless, as Y/n left.
Y/n walked about a few blocks before going back. Walking at night wasn't for favorite, but she needed to leave for just a bit. All those memories, all those thoughts of life before, made her feel suffocated, lonely, helpless.
Y/n caught sight of Dom, Monty, and Brian in the garage, hanging over Dom's charger. Brian's eyes met hers. He could see the sadness and disappointment swimming in them. The sadness and disappointment he made. They held it for just a moment before she tucked her hands into her hoodie and walked into the house.
He quickly went after her, needing to make things right. He wanted her, needed her. He could hear her sniffles and pants of frustration as she made herself a cup of tea.
"Hey." he said softly, turning her towards him. He brushed his fingertips along her smooth cheek. His hand trailed to the back of her head, pulling her into a kiss.
She couldn't help but calm down. She felt everything leave her body, everything around her wasn't existent anymore, it was only her and him. She couldn't believe he was the thing she needed. The thing that screwed everything up, helped bring everything back together.
They pulled away, looking at each other with so much love an adoration. Y/n then wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pulling back into a kiss. This one a little more chilling, a little more hot.
Brian's hands wondered her body, exploring the person he's longed for for so long. His hands wondered down, lifting her up onto the counter, pushing anything that was in the way, as their tongues explored each other.
Y/n pulled his head back, making him look at her with concern. "Is everything okay?" he asked.
"Yeah." Y/n whispered, her eyes not leaving his face. "I just wanna move this to my room."
She gave him one more excited peck before hopping off the counter. She took his hand, leading him through the house and upstairs to her room.
As soon as they crossed the threshold, Brian's body was pushed against the door, Y/n's hands exploring it as she put her lips back onto his. Y/n helped push off his grey zip-up and shirt, leaving his top bare.
After a few moments of making out against the door, Brian softly pushed her back, leading her to her already messy bed.
Y/n fell back with a giggle, making Brian smile as he climb on top of her. He leaned down, kissing her neck softly.
"Brian," Y/n let out a soft moan, making his confidence and his dick grow.
"Shh." Brian said, pulling back just a moment. "Don't want anyone hearing us, right?"
"Don't stop, please." Y/n whispered.
"Wasn't planning on it, babe." Brian said, leaning back to help pull off her hoodie, t-shirt, and bra. "God, you're beautiful." he said, his lips going back to her skin. His head trailed down, stopping here and there to suck in hickeys.
He pulled back again to help pull off her jeans before going in and leaving marks on her thighs. Brian trailed up. Y/n placed a hand over her mouth as he placed a few kisses on her clothed clit. He then hooked a finger on underwear and pulled it down, leaving her completely naked.
"Is this okay?" Brian asked, his blue eyes trailing up her body before connecting with her eyes. "Can I continue?"
"Yes. Please."
Brian didn't need to be told again as he didn't waste a moment before going in. Y/n bit her lip, trying as hard as she could to not be loud as he licked and sucked her pussy.
Y/n tried dating a few times, and even hooked up with a few but nobody could ever compare to Brian. The feeling he gave her as he went down on her has never ever surfaced when she was with anyone else.
Soon, Y/n felt a warm feeling pool in her stomach as her thighs started to shake. Brian groaned as he felt her thighs clench around his head. The vibrations of his mouth, sent her over the edge. Y/n bit her lip hard, on the brink of breaking skin, making sure she didn't make any noises to attract anyone in the house. She let out a shaky sigh, feeling herself calm down, as Brian kissed back up her body until meeting her lips once more.
"Is it your turn now?" Y/n asked, giving him a smile, as she trailed her hand down his naked torso.
"Not tonight, baby, I just wanna focus on you." he said, giving her a kiss behind her ear, as he unbuckled his belt.
Monty and Mia were already saying their goodbyes to Dom when Y/n and Brian made it outside.
"How do you say good-bye to your only brother?" Mia said.
"You don't." Dom answered. Mia nodded slightly. "Come here."
Dom pulled Mia into a hug. He gave her temple a kiss as Brian wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her into his side. Once they pulled away, Dom looked over Mia's shoulder.
"Come here." He opened his arms, welcoming Y/n into them. She smiled walking out of Brian's arms and into her cousin's. He kissed the side of her head, just like Mia.
Once they said their finally goodbyes, Brian and Dom got into their cars before speeding away.
