Revised and edited on November 29, 2015.
Just figured I would do something for the two-year anniversary of this story.
I do not own Family Guy or any characters thereof.
Hot Chocolate
It was on cold, winter days like this that Stewie and Brian loved being together the most. Winter seemed to suit them better than summer or any other season. And in the summer, Stewie didn't get to enjoy the snuggly warm fur he felt when sleep-embraced by Brian as often as he did in the winter. A few unexpected snow flurries were drifting around outside, which seemed to add to the chilliness. The two lovers were on their way home in Brian's Prius; hand in paw, just like they had been when their hands got glued together. Only this time, Brian (maybe even a little back then, not maybe, the dog knew he did) enjoyed the contact. An idea popped into his head that he thought would give he and Stewie more time together.
"Hey, Kid," Brian smiled over at the smaller boy beside him. "You wanna get hot chocolate?"
Stewie had been dozing a little bit in his car seat, his eyes gently fluttered open at the sound of Brian's voice. He yawned and rubbed his eyes with his free hand.
"Mm, that sounds nice, Bry." Stewie said gazing up at his white-haired partner.
Brian acknowledged Stewie's answer with a simple smile. He headed for the direction of Pete's, which was an unpopular little coffee shop that Brian used to sit in and write at back in the day. He figured the damn place was still open. If it weren't, they'd just hit up a Starbucks. Stewie let out another lazy yawn.
"Brian, where are we going? We just passed a Starbucks."
"Have you ever heard of Pete's?"
"No."
"Well, that's where I thought we'd go. I used to do some writing in there… I kind of wanted to stop in and see if everything is how I remember it."
" I hope they put hwhipped cream in my hot chocolate."
"I'm sure they wi-, wait what?"
"I said that I hope they put hwhipped cream in my hot chocolate."
"Stewie, you're doing that thing again."
"What thing?"
"Putting emphasis on the 'h'."
Brian chuckled at it this time, unlike Stewie, who still thought he was pronouncing it correctly. They pulled up to a red light before continuing their conversation. He gazed down at his Stewie with one of the biggest grins he could manage plastered across his face.
Brian spoke softly, "I think it's cute the way you say it."
Stewie felt heat rising to his face; god if only he wasn't strapped into his car seat. He wanted to kiss Brian from hearing those words come from the dog's mouth. Before the light turned green again, Brian leaned over and gave Stewie a light kiss on the lips. Stewie was completely captured by the animal's lips, even though thekiss only lasted for half a second. He knew there would be many more, this thought only served to excite the boy.
When the car began to move again, he used his free hand (he was still holding Brian's paw) again and reached down to his groin area.
Maybe he won't notice. Just a couple rubs. That's all.
He closed his eyes for a short second and rubbed at his growing excitement, almost telling it to save itself for later.
Okay good, he didn't notice. Or did he? To hell with it, we're here anyway.
Indeed. They had arrived at the place Brian was talking about.
"Okay, Kid. You want me to just run inside and grab something? It's pretty cold out there."
"If you don't mind." Stewie said grinning slightly.
"Of course not." Brian grinned back and grabbed his wallet out the invisible pocket in his fur.
"Thanks, Bry."
Brian shut the car door and walked inside, taking a brief moment to hold his paw out and feel the snow before disappearing into the coffee shop.
Maybe this will give me a minute or two…
Stewie thought to himself while reaching down at his groin again, rubbing slowly up and down. He squinted his eyes in relieved delight, staring up out of the windshield and watching the snow. Before he realized it, Brian had come back out of the shop with a cup clasped in between both paws. Stewie chuckled as the dog almost slipped on a patch of ice.
Setting the cups on the roof of his Prius, Brian opened the door and proceeded to hand Stewie his hot chocolate.
"I made sure they put some hwhipped cream in it for you," Brian said smiling and putting his own emphasis on the 'h'.
The smaller boy chuckled, "And it's delicious, Bry."
"Glad you like it, Kid."
Brian set his coffee down in the cup holder and put the car in reverse; Stewie took quick notice.
"Aw, Bry, we can't go home yet," Stewie whined.
Brian said nothing as he switched the radio off and pulled around to the side of the building. It was a little place, and only had a couple people inside actually working, and maybe one customer inside. The alley had an abandoned, boarded-up building beside it. Brian killed the headlights and unbuckled Stewie from his car seat. It was a little past six o'clock now, and it was getting quite dark outside.
"…Bry?" Stewie questioned, setting his cup in the holder in the middle of both seats.
The dog grinned as he removed Stewie from his car seat and allowed the child to sit on his lap, facing him. The child knew what was coming next, except he made the first move when he leaned up and locked lips with his doggy-friend.
"Mmm," Stewie hummed quietly.
Brian reached around the boy with both paws and began running them up and down his sides; occasionally drifting around back and resting on Stewie's back.
Unfortunately, just when the two were beginning to get each other going at a steady pace, Brian's phone rang.
Brian cleared his voice before speaking, "Hello?"
"Oh, hey Lois."
Stewie simply leaned forward and fell into Brian's embrace; the warmth they were sharing felt even better when the mutt used his free hand to pull him in closer. The dog would allow a finger to massage the small of Stewie's back. The smaller boy kept his eyes closed and enjoyed the affectionate contact in the warm arms of his author of a lover.
"Yeah, I just took the Kid here out for some hot chocolate. We're still at the place."
Stewie had to keep himself from chuckling at Brian's lie to Lois.
We're doing soooo much more than just getting hot chocolate.
"Sure, Lois. We'll be home in a little while. Bye."
Brian closed his eyes and rested his head on Stewie's shoulder, "We gotta head home, Kid. I promise I'll make up for this," Brian leaned into Stewie's ear, "I want you so bad." He whispered in a husky tone that sent chills up the smaller boy's spine.
The couple had to pull apart, and even though Stewie was a little disappointed they didn't take things further, he understood Brian's concern. He certainly didn't want anybody to come looking for them, lest they catch them in positions such as theirs. Stewie leaned his head against the white fur and yawned. When the fur began to move, he felt two paws under his arms holding him up. Their lips touched one last time before they had to head for home.
When they pulled apart, Brian spoke, "I intend on keeping my promise."
This made Stewie grin, but Brian could still see disappointment on his face. It almost said: Now you know why I hate her so much, Bry. She is always in our business. I just want some time alone with you to do whatever the hell we wanted. Brian held the boy close again and rubbed a paw gently up and down the boy's back to somewhat caress him into sweet dreams.
"I'm gonna be right beside you tonight, Kid." Brian spoke softly in Stewie's ear.
Brian placed Stewie back into the car seat beside him and began to back out of the alley before the child spoke, "Will we get to, you know, take things further soon?"
The dog grinned over at him, "I'll make sure we do. For both of our sakes," He chuckled at his words.
Brian reached a paw out to Stewie, which was gracefully accepted by the the way home, Stewie did fall into some sweet dreams, the canine knew this because he heard soft snoring beside him. He couldn't help but smile.