This is incredibly short, but it's going to be around 3 chapters long. This is just to catch your interest.
This is a Brian/Lois. And things will be rated M later.
The sexual tension between Brian and Lois is soooo obvious. :D And I mean in the show, not my fic.
"Hello, Brian. How's it going?" Lois asked as she walked over to the kitchen counter to get a cup.
"Oh, it's going great, Lois, thanks. Yeah," Brian smiled and gestured to his laptop. "I think this one's the real deal."
Brian had been typing away on his laptop all morning. It was peaceful and quiet in the house, so he had taken advantage of the day and had woken up early to work on his next novel, "The Running Man", a story about a man who was running from all of his problems only to find that they would still be there when he got back.
It was a lazy Saturday evening. Peter and his friends had gone to the New York premier of Harry Pothead and the Magic Bong, and would be gone until Wednesday. Chris was at a Boy Scout camping trip and wouldn't be back until Sunday. Meg was "at the mall" but everyone knew she was stalking Connie Demico and her click.
As for Stewie? He was visiting Lois's parents for the weekend, so Lois could teach her piano lessons in peace.
"That's good," Lois commented, as she poured herself a glass of milk. She sat across from him.
Brian looked around, "Where's Jonathan?"
"Oh, he didn't show up today. His mom said that his allergies were acting up…" Lois took a drink from her milk. "I've been working on things I can't do with everyone here. I caught up on Oprah's Book club, did some knitting, talked to Carol. The baby's doing really well."
"That's really great." Brian noticed that she had a milk mustache. "Hey Lois, you got some milk…" He pointed to his muzzle. When she looked confused, he said, "It's a milk mustache."
"Oh." Lois laughed, her cheeks turning pink. "Thanks."
She wiped everywhere but where the milk was.
"Uh, you kinda missed it…." Brian indicated where it was using his own face.
She mimicked his movements, however she still somehow missed the milk spot.
"Why don't I just get it for you, Lois," Brian spoke, leaning over to her. He stuck his tongue out hesitantly, and waited for her approval. She nodded, her eyes never leaving his gaze. He licked her face, just right above her lips. Unfortunately, his tongue was so big that he ended up licking her from chin to nose in precise strokes.
He sat back in his chair. "There."
There was a pregnant silence between them before Louis finally whispered a quiet "Thank you."
"Anyday, uh, I mean, anytime." Brian replied with a blush.
Yeah, the next chapter will be much better than this. Please review! Tell me what you think should happen. Here's a good question: Doggy style? Any other suggestions? Maybe I'll just make it multy-themed, with whatever you want. Like...Brian and Lois on a waterbed, or in a hotel, or just Brian/Lois. I'm open to suggestions.