Chapter 4 – Angel With The Scabbed Wings

"Happy birthday, baby!" Brian grinned at her along with his mother, father, and Chad. He'd made sure today was a surprise. Only her mother wasn't present…she'd had to work…again. He watched as Jessie stared in shock at the scene before her: cake, presents, friends…

"Oh my God!" he watched tears come to Jessie's eyes, her hand fluttering over her heart. "Brian…"

He pulled her into his arms and kissed her hair sweetly. "Don't be mad…your mum told us you hadn't had a party ever…and that you haven't celebrated your birthday since your little brother died…I figured it was time to change that."

"Oh, I'm so not mad…" Jessie muttered as his parents hugged her too. "Thank-you so very much for this…you've no idea what it means to me!"

"Sure we do, sweetheart." Brian's mother smiled and pulled Jessie towards the table. "Now, come on, candles! A wish needs to be made!"

"Oh, I think I've got the perfect one." A sinfully sweet smile crossed Jessie's face as she looked towards Brian and, before she blew out the candles, she mouthed 'I love you' to him.

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Jessie was staying at Brian's for her birthday. She'd gotten the okay from her mother the week before…but she certainly hadn't been expecting the surprise that Brian had had waiting for her when they got to his house. Jessie smiled to herself as she lay, completely contented, on Brian's bed, waiting for him to come down.

She heard the door to his basement bedroom close quietly and listened, smiling, to his footsteps as he came down the stairs.

"Mum and dad are asleep." Brian smiled sheepishly.

"Good." Jessie gave him a wicked smile, jumping up and going to her bag. "I've got something for you!"

"Something for me?" Brian asked and she heard the implication in his voice.

"Yes." She replied as she turned around holding the wrapped gift she had for him. Jessie sat on the edge of the bed beside him. "This is to say thank-you…and it's a very belated birthday present… I hadn't moved here when you had yours."

Jessie watched nervously as he took the gift from her and, carefully, unwrapped it. She'd given him a painting she'd done of an angel, its arms open in greeting, feathers falling from its wings to reveal darkness beneath.

"It's amazing!" she watched him stare at it, eyes wide. "What does it mean?"

Jessie chuckled lightly. "It's the transformation from ordinary into extraordinary…it's us…scarred by rock and roll…but all the better for it." She rested her head against his shoulder.

"What do you call it?" Brian asked curiously, and she watched him get up and hang it on the far wall.

As he came back to sit beside her again, she replied. "The angel with the scabbed wings…it's my gift to you…" she paused, wicked smile back in place. "Well, first gift."

"First gift?" Brian smirked back at her as she moved to straddle his lap.

"Yes…" She muttered softly against his lips. "First." She kissed him gently, nibbling his lower lip.

Much to her delight, Brian kissed her back, only harder, rougher. His long pale hands clutched either side of her face, and what started as a kiss began to evolve into something much deeper. Their tongues began exploring each other's' mouths, his tongue smooth and beautiful, a reflection of the soft danger that lurked behind his enthralling voice. Oh so silky, but could do oh so many wonderful, dirty things.

Brian helped Jessie pull his shirt over his head and she blushed slightly as her eyes wondered over his lean, muscular torso. She tentatively bent her head to nip at his collarbone; smirking wickedly as he groaned and leant his head back. Jessie worked her way up his neck, leaving kisses and small, teasing bites all the way up to his earlobe.

A soft gasp escaped his lips as she whispered into that perfect shell of his ear, "You can have me whatever way you want".

He snapped forward, managing to muster his focus enough to remove Jessie's shirt as well. When he had disposed of the stubborn article of clothing, Jessie reached down to undo his jeans, her hands shaking slightly. Smiling gently, Brian took both of her hands and kissed her palms as if to say "It's alright, I want you to". Jessie took those gorgeous hands of his and placed them on either side of her neck as she reached up and pulled him down for another kiss. This one deeper, slower, and her hands began to move down of their own accord, steady now. He pulled off her bra, unhooking it in one smooth movement, and her jeans, flinging them across the room along with his own. Neither of them caring where as they lay back onto the bed.

Their lips crashed together again, Jessie could feel his cock, hard and hot, against her stomach. She slid back down, slowly breaking the kiss, and pressed her arms together either side of her chest so his cock slid between the valley between her breasts. His eyelids fluttered and his head fell back as he let out a sound that went straight to her core, making her unbearably wet. Jessie wrapped her hand around his length and put her lips around his head in a delicate 'O', licking the pre-cum off the tip. She moved down further, both hands around him now, working up and down.

'God it's fucking gorgeous, it's like….well…' Jessie had nothing to compare it to because nobody had a voice like this man and it made her stomach clench in time with his whimpers.

Brian began moving his hips, fucking into her mouth. Jessie looked up at him; almost unable to handle the way he was looking at her, flushed with admiration and pure, unadulterated desire. He caressed her face with those long fingers as he felt himself inside her mouth. He took a handful of Jessie's hair and tugged. God, she loved it when he did that. She showed her appreciation by squeezing her eyes shut and humming deep in her throat, vibrating around his cock. Brian hissed and pulled Jessie off him, bringing her up to straddle his lap.

They were both breathing hard and fast, his forehead pressed to hers as he growled, "We can't have me cumming first, now can we?"

Jessie gasped as he rolled them both, hovering over her. He kissed her, long and hard, and when he pulled away he had a Cheshire cat smirk all over his face. Jessie realized with a jolt of lust that he was completely in control now and she'd let him do whatever the fuck he wanted. He leant down to take one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking hard, his hand gliding over her belly and down to one of her hip bones, trailing a finger back and forth over the hollow there. Each swipe gets closer and closer to where Jessie wanted him and she squirmed with anticipation. Jessie whimpered in a way that she'd probably be embarrassed about later. "Please, oh god, please."

"God has nothing to do with it…" Brian smirked up at her and Jessie's eyes rolled back into her head when the tip of his finger flicked lightly across her clit. "God you're so wet, so wet for me." He whispered, and she moaned. He kissed his way down her stomach, licking at Jessie's ribs and biting at the place where her thigh met her groin. His fingers were still working her clit as he slid his mouth over and, looking up at Jessie in a way that would make Lucifer blush, flicked his tongue over her clit while his fingers slipped up inside her. Jessie cried out as he pressed his whole mouth against her, his fingers undulating inside her, stroking her walls until she began to black out, squeezing his head between her thighs as she called out his name.

Jessie pulled him by a handful of long, ebony hair back up to her lips, tasting herself on his full lips, his hot hands all over her breasts, hips, neck, arse, back… everywhere.

Barely able to think, she gasped. "I want you …"

He grinned down at her and pressed his body flush with hers, grinding against her and as he bit her neck he all but snarled, "Where do you want me? Tell me where".

Brian's demanding voice made her shiver with delight as she answered. "Inside me, I want you inside me".

Brian needed no second request. He thrust his cock deep inside her. Jessie hadn't thought she could cum so soon after that incredible orgasm he had just given her, but she almost did right then as he pulled out almost all the way and then slammed back into her. He ran his hands along the length of her arms, gently but firmly bringing them up her head. One of his long fingered hands encircled both of Jessie's wrists while the other tormented her with feather light caresses on her nipples, her clit, her mouth.

He picked up speed and let go of her wrists. Jessie moved against him with an urgency that matched his. Crying out as he reached that place deep inside her that made her clench around him. He growled out her name as he buried himself inside her, both going rigid as they came together. Brian sighed into Jessie's neck as they lay there, intertwined, breathing in each other's' scents as they came down from their high. He always smelt sweet with a dark musk underneath, hinting at the sensual danger that went with him wherever he went. Eventually, he slipped out of her and moved behind Jessie, his body moulding itself to hers.

Jessie snuggled into his warm, strong embrace. She couldn't remember the last time she'd felt this happy…or this safe. "I love you…"

"You know," Brian muttered, kissing her hair, "I never thought I'd say this to anyone, but…I love you too." Jessie smiled, drifting to sleep in his arms. "Let's leave here."

Jessie rolled over, still in his arms, to look Brian in the eye. "If you hadn't noticed," she smirked. "We're not exactly dressed to go out."

Brian smiled and kissed her forehead. "I meant, leave Canton with me…"

Jessie leant up, whispering against his lips, "Of course." And she kissed him, "Best birthday ever…"

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Well, there you have it! Another chapter. R&R and rock on!