Chapter 12: To Have and to Hold
We need to talk, Brian.
You really want to talk to me?
It's about time you texted back. Are you willing to talk to me?
Depends...
Well, if you are, then we need to talk in person. I feel like we both have a lot to say in regards to what's happened.
When?
I'd like to talk to you as soon as possible. After all, you should know that I'm not a very patient person, so it would probably be best if you came by now.
I'll meet you outside your window. I don't want the others to know I'm there.
The dog stood there in the yard completely frozen in fear. He had read over these texts countless times trying desperately to pick up on anything that would give him a better idea of what to expect from the conversation that was about to take place.
There was nothing.
He couldn't tell how Stewie had been feeling when he sent his texts and that was terrifying to him.
He sighed.
Do I really want to do this...?
He did. He really did, if for no other reason than to just SEE Stewie again.
He just hoped this would all be worth it.
The canine sighed one more time before going to send another text. No amount of thought was going to bring him any more clarity. It was time to face Stewie.
Here.
Stewie was sitting in his bedroom by the time that Brian had arrived. So when he received the dog's text message, it would stand to reason that the kid was nervous. He hadn't seen Brian since David had been hauled away.
He was understandably anxious and almost eager to get this conversation going.
Whether they were going to speak again was up to how this would play out. So when he got the text message, he quickly got up from his corner and went to open his window where he stuck his head out. He looked down at the ground and saw Brian standing there while looking up at Stewie's bedroom window.
The boy didn't say anything. He just motioned for the dog to come on up.
Brian gulped before proceeding to climb his way up the lattice. He climbed slowly, nerves starting to get to him. The idea of just jumping down and taking off into the night...never to be seen again was growing ever more tempting.
Stewie watched Brian, his eyes never leaving the dog. Though when he got close enough, the boy stepped back to give the animal some room so he could come inside...but still giving them a few feet apart from one another.
Brian stepped through the window, making sure to shut it before turning back towards Stewie. His heart leapt a bit in his chest as he took in the feeling of being alone with Stewie again in this room.
He didn't know what to say though.
All he could bring himself to do was awkwardly glance around the room as he scratched at his arm.
Where to even begin…
The boy didn't say anything at first. He just looked towards Brian, half expecting him to begin the talking. He sighed softly and rubbed his shoulder that began to ache once more. Now that Brian was there in front of him, what he had meant to tell him was completely forgotten. It was as though he were tongue tied. Yet he wasn't going to get off on the wrong foot, so he straightened up and gave his direct attention to the dog.
"Brian. I feel like I can say this given what has taken place this month and what you did to David which...you had no right to do. You insisted that I had solicited myself to him when I haven't. So really...what I want from you right now is a fucking apology and an explanation for your downright bizarre behavior."
Brian just continued to stand there, a million thoughts to voice all colliding into each other and leaving him mute. This was actually already harder than he had expected it to be.
An apology?
For what? Everything? Well, that certainly wasn't going to happen. He could think of a few things to apologize for, but there were also certain decisions he stood behind.
After a minute or so of silence, he finally shook his head and shrugged.
"You act like it's really just that simple."
The child scoffed.
"Well, I think I deserve an apology after all the bullshit you put me through."
Stewie crossed his arms, now glaring at the dog. He had had enough and now that Brian was here, the more encouragement he felt to really get out all his frustrations to the dog.
Brian froze.
That glare...
Were things really going to escalate this quickly?
The dog huffed. Here he was still simply trying to get acclimated to being near Stewie again and the child was going to immediately start acting this way?
Really, Stewie?
He could feel his walls going up as he went on the defense.
"You and I both know that we've both been pretty horrible to each other these past several weeks. If anything, we should be apologizing to each other. With that said, though, I do still stand by plenty of the decisions I've made recently, so until you specify exactly what you want me to apologize for, I can't help you."
Stewie sighed, feeling his anger accumulate the more Brian just refused to cooperate. Though the canine did have a valid point. They both had acted horribly to one another, but it had been Brian who really set everything in motion. It had been Brian who had come to Stewie in the first place...it had been Brian who got into bed with Stewie.
"I am aware of what I did and I do agree that we both didn't treat each other fairly, but I'm not going to apologize first since it was you who started all of this."
Brian groaned.
This was going nowhere. What the fuck was he even doing here?
"So it has to be me who apologizes first!? For what, Stewie!? For everything!?"
Stewie's eyes went wide, but he stood his ground and he continued to face Brian with the same tactful look, the same fire in his own eyes. He crossed his arms and he tapped his foot on his carpet...he was clearly getting annoyed. Why couldn't Brian just fess up that he messed up and that he had started this whole entire thing that had taken place over this past month.
Stewie bit his bottom lip.
"Yes, for everything! You were the one who came to me, remember?! You were the one who took me to bed and gave me false hope that we were going to become something and then you went and discarded me like I meant absolutely nothing! Like that night we shared together meant nothing to you and that I had NO right feeling the way I felt!"
Stewie then began to quiver in his place.
The dog went quiet, but his gaze remained steely as he pondered what Stewie had just said.
The silence finally broke when he responded.
"I'm sorry."
He wanted to leave it at that, but before Stewie even had a chance to accept his apology, he felt the sudden urge to add to that simple statement.
"I'm sorry you misunderstood my intentions for that night."
"..."
Stewie didn't say anything more. He just stood there for a moment, expecting Brian to continue. Yet when the dog didn't give any more indication that he was going to respond, Stewie just chuckled a little...doing so with bitterness. He couldn't believe this. Even in that moment, the dog was trying to have the upper hand and he was being so condescending.
Stewie could tell.
"That's such bullshit. I misunderstood?!"
The boy then took a step forward, arms falling to his sides where he clenched both hands into fists.
"You KNEW that I wouldn't refuse you! That's why you came to me that night! You fucking thought everything out because you were too much of a damn coward to accept that that woman didn't want to have anything to do with you! You knew that I would be here, you knew I would open my arms for you! You took advantage of me, Brian!"
Brian wanted to flinch away, but he remained resolute.
"Took advantage of you!? Oh, so now it's taking advantage of you. I see how it is!"
Brian took a step forward as well, eyes never leaving Stewie's.
"You think I wanted this!? You really think I ever wanted to see you as an option? I've tried, Stewie! I've tried so hard to connect with others, but it never works out and you're just..."
He gulped.
"You're always there...and you know what, that's fine. I appreciated that. I really did, but how about you just finally admit that it was never enough for you. Admit how happy you always were whenever one of my relationships failed!"
He was getting worked up now. So many emotions. So overwhelming. Tears were forming in his eyes.
"Admit that you made me dependent on you! These...things I feel for you? They were never my choice! You made me who I am, so if you want to be mad at anyone, be mad at yourself, kid."
Stewie took another step forward.
"I didn't do anything to you, Brian! Whatever fucking bullshit you need to tell yourself to help you sleep at night is your fucking problem! You need to admit that you fucked up and that you used me for your own selfish reasons! YOU were the one who kissed me! YOU were the one who fucked me because it seems I don't remember it happening the other way around!"
Stewie starred on at the dog, his heart racing.
"YOU were the one who left me to go fuck another woman, too! I HAD SERVED YOUR PURPOSE! Once you had fucked me, you threw me away!"
"I never said I wanted more than sex from you! You were never thrown away, Stewie! That would have required you to have ever actually had me!"
Stewie immediately grew quiet.
Brian finally said it, it seemed. The poor boy frowned then and he quickly felt a sting in the corners of his eyes. Though he didn't want to appear as though Brian's words hurt him. What really baffled him most of all, however, was the fact the dog had gone through such great lengths to make sure Stewie had no one.
He nodded and he quietly bit back a sob.
"Oh...so it finally comes out, right? You have me...but I don't have you. I see...as long as I have no one, then it's okay for you to go out and fuck whoever you wish."
Brian blinked at the infant, the words striking a chord with him.
...Though, he wasn't entirely sure why...
Still, his shoulders dropped as his expression became more sympathetic.
"Wha-What do you mean by that?"
The boy shook his head, having a hard time keeping his tears at bay. He just didn't want to believe that this was how Brian thought of him.
"You're more than happy to abandon me when I'm not serving your purpose." Stewie then looked back to the dog, glaring once more.
"As long as you have a nice...warm...body to lust over, then you're more than willing to drop me. You have no idea what you've done to me, Brian. You have...made me sick. Your actions have made me sick. You...flaunting Rachel around...while you KNEW good and damn well how I felt for you!"
The dog frowned, his eyes glazing over as realization began to hit him. He was at such a loss, right now, though. This was all such a mess!
"She never meant anything..."
It was true. It was the only thing he could say for certain in that moment.
"That's besides the point, Brian! I don't care if she meant anything to you or not! The point is...is that you fucking did this! You knew how I felt for you! YOU FUCKING KNEW!"
The canine's legs were shaking. He could feel them about to give out due to the sheer weight he was feeling on his shoulders.
"I did..."
Another truth, something he couldn't run away from any longer.
Stewie smirked.
"Exactly!"
He took a step forward, driving to corner Brian where he'd have nowhere to go. He'd have his say in this.
"You knew what I felt for you! You knew and you went and did what you did!"
The animal's whole body shook, now. His access to the window was gone. He was trapped and being forced to listen to this!
It was too much.
He gripped the top of his head tightly, pulling at the hair as he began to shout.
"I know! Ok!? It was messed up! The whole fucking thing was messed up! I wasn't feeling right that night, Stewie! I was sad and...angry... Then, when I woke up the next morning I didn't want to believe... I didn't want to..."
He began crying then, feeling so absolutely helpless.
He collapsed to his knees finally, head lowering to the ground as shame overwhelmed him.
"I didn't want to face it. I couldn't..."
Stewie's heart began to race even more, but he stepped forward...blocking Brian further against the wall. He was angry...let it be known that he was angry and ready to finally have the dog hear him. After all this time, the boy's suspicions were answered. Brian had known...all along that Stewie loved him and yet he still continued with his facade.
How badly it hurt to really hear it from the canine's mouth.
How much it just crushed him.
"I never thought you of all people would ever hurt me the way you did, Brian...but you did it without even thinking about the consequences."
Tears began to fall freely down Stewie's cheeks, his vision growing blurry.
"You...you made me believe that you loved me, too…"
The dog shook his head frantically.
"I do. I do love you..."
With a sharp inhale, Stewie reached up to grab Brian by his collar. He tugged furiously, forcing the animal to face him.
"Then why did you do this to me. Hm?"
Little fingers dug into the fabric of the collar, arms shaking...lips quivering.
Brian couldn't bring himself to look up.
"I told you...I wasn't feeling right that night. I needed someone. I knew I could come to you...for anything..."
A sob shook his form.
"And when I woke up that morning, I thought... I thought I had screwed up! I was scared! You're so young, Stewie. So young... I couldn't handle the thought of dealing with the repercussions."
He finally looked up then, barely able to make out the image of Stewie through the moisture in his eyes.
"I chose to ignore it. I thought...I thought you'd be ok. You're a tough kid. I didn't think..."
"Didn't think what? That what happened between us wouldn't have crossed my mind? That I would have forgotten it or better yet ignored it, too?!"
Stewie began to openly wail, whimpers passing through his lips while he continued to speak with his small, timid, shaking voice.
This was far too much, but he needed to hear it. He needed to understand why Brian felt it necessary to torture the poor thing the way he had.
"How dare you…! You're so fucking selfish, dog...you...you...you did this to me. You always told me that I should look out for the monsters in this fucked up world, but I'm really beginning to believe that you're the monster I needed to take caution from. People like you who take advantage of those who wanted nothing more than love! People who genuinely loved you! You flaunted Rachel around, holding her hand...laughing...giving her those FUCKING SICK LITTLE KISSES while I was there to witness it all! YOU DID IT!"
Brian just continued to stare at the boy, tears streaming down his face. He was finally realizing just how badly he had treated Stewie and all for what? Just so he could run away from his problems just like he always did?
Oh, how much damage was he willing to cause all in the pursuit of an escape from his reality?
...And now Stewie had gone and paid the full price for his actions...his cowardice.
He didn't know what to say. Everything was finally becoming clear and all he felt, in this moment, was a disgust with his own self that he wasn't sure he'd ever be able to work past.
Little fingers squeezed just a little harder.
Stewie sniffled quietly, his tears coming one after the other.
Neither could say anything to one another.
The boy just stood there, shaking...and trembling. Perhaps this wasn't a good idea. Maybe he should have just kept his mouth shut...and just let Brian go. Maybe this was the final straw.
Really...Stewie found it increasingly difficult to forgive Brian...now that everything was coming out in the open and up for discussion.
The child tried very hard to keep himself grounded and to keep himself rational...not give in to his emotional turmoil.
"I can't believe you, Brian...I can't believe you were capable of doing something so horrible and on top of it all, you ruined a man's life because you couldn't handle that I was trying to move on! That's what really just makes this that much harder to tolerate! You couldn't stand it! YOU COULDN'T STAND THAT I FOUND SOMEONE ELSE!"
The canine huffed loudly through his nostrils and clenched his paws into fists.
"I couldn't... I couldn't stand it..."
The glare came back...the anger came back. Stewie pushed Brian against the wall, leaning upward so their faces were just mere inches apart.
"Why, Brian? Hm? Couldn't stand it that I probably would have gotten in bed with him? Huh? Couldn't stand that maybe...just maybe I was starting to really love that guy?"
Love.
What a strong word.
Brian couldn't help but scoff at it.
"You never would have loved him."
His eyes went cold then, as the tears finally stopped. His mind was still racing, but right now, all he could do was focus on what Stewie had just said.
He stood up and shook his head.
"I have no doubt that you would have slept with him. That's what you do. You set your sights on someone who never in a million years would be interested in a child and you wear them down with your...touches...and insinuations."
The dog chuckled mirthlessly.
"Oh, and you are GOOD at it, too. I mean, just look at what you did to me!"
Stewie grew quiet. He just looked on at the dog, half in disbelief that he would hear such words from Brian.
"...Ah…"
He turned his gaze away and he slowly...slowly removed his grip on the dog's collar. With so many thoughts racing through his head, he found himself backing away a little.
"I did not...pursue David...he came after me. I may have helped him along the way, but he approached me first...just like you did or are you forgetting about what happened in your car? You kissed me first...you started all of this…"
He buried his face into his hands so the dog wouldn't have to see just how distraught he was and how tired he was.
So many emotions were surging through Brian that was hard to process them all.
His heart ached at seeing how upset Stewie was.
He was enraged at the fact that things had gotten to this point.
He was still in shock from realizing just how awful he had truly been.
He had to stand his ground on this, though.
"Isn't that what you wanted, Stewie!? Isn't that what you always wanted!? For me to be so crazy for you that everything else ceased to matter!? You worked so hard for this!"
He threw his arms open.
"Well, here I am, the monster you created! Was it worth it!?"
"SHUT UP!"
Stewie immediately began to wail once more. The surging pain of it all...of everything that had happened...now coming full force and taking him down a path where he never wished to venture.
The truth of the matter...was that in a way Brian was correct. Stewie had worked incredibly hard for Brian's affections, for his love...for his attention, but he never in his wildest dreams thought that this would have happened to them.
He hiccuped, he groaned...he began to panic.
"I just...I just wanted you to love me, Brian! I just...wanted you to see me…"
Paws clenched and unclenched as the canine took a step forward.
"And you got that."
He gulped.
"I do love you, Stewie. And I do see you...better than anyone else..."
The baby shook his head and he took a step back. The way Brian was looking at him...it was there again, the vicious look in his eyes that really made Stewie nervous. He had never seen or had the pleasure of witnessing this kind of behavior from the dog...so now that he was in his bedroom...where he had nowhere to run...he was beginning to take notice that Brian could do anything.
"Nn…!" The boy continued to take a few steps back, his eyes never leaving the canine who just kept on coming forward.
"Stay away from me."
Brian felt his heart shatter at the words. He halted his advance, but he didn't retreat.
"I...don't think I can..."
Stewie breathed frantically. Though Brian had stopped coming towards him...that didn't mean he wasn't going to stop; he'd eventually come for him. Like he had in the car. The way he had rushed to grab the poor thing...who narrowly managed to escape.
He gulped quietly.
He watched Brian with hard eyes.
"Don't come any closer to me."
Brian just continued to stand there in disbelief. His body felt numb, and he kept searching for the right words, words that could fix this whole mess.
...Words that would bring Stewie back to him.
There were none. He was at a complete loss.
The tears returned.
"Stewie...please..."
The boy only shook his head. He kept taking his steps back. He didn't want to be near Brian...no, not right now.
"You had your chance...and you...you didn't care enough for me. Just because you've suddenly come to realize that you do have feelings for me...doesn't mean I'm willing to take you back, Brian. I only wanted you here...because I thought there was a way we could mend this...but you're far too stubborn...far too selfish to admit that this was all your fault."
All the thoughts in Brian's head began to fade away into a void. He simply couldn't handle what he was hearing.
This was it.
This was really it...
His legs gave out, and the next thing he knew he was on his side, on the floor, howling up towards the ceiling.
A pitiful display, but he was so far beyond caring about keeping up appearances. He felt like his world was ending.
His world was ending...
The infant's eyes widened and he quickly went to cover his ears...but he forced himself to keep watching Brian.
It was truly a sad sight...truly a horrendous situation that they both willingly put themselves in. Stewie knew that he had wronged Brian...he knew he did and he was willing to accept his personal responsibility for causing the dog to feel this way.
Still there was a part of him that really wanted to see Brian suffer the worst pain imaginable. So he'd finally understand just how much the baby had hurt...and yearned for the dog.
It was him that had cried alone at night. It was him...that had been forced to keep his thoughts to himself because he knew that if he spoke up, Brian would have been beyond angry.
Before long, Brian had curled into himself. He was exhausted. So emotionally exhausted. He barely had the energy to continue howling.
The cries eventually died down into soft, quiet whimpers as he remained there crying on the floor.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please don't leave me. I need you. I need you so badly, Stewie..."
The boy's heart swelled.
He felt for Brian...he really did...he wanted to believe that the animal wouldn't do this to him again, but...he just couldn't fathom dealing with this over again. He knew how Brian worked, after all.
He'd get bored with Stewie...he'd start to want other things that the boy just couldn't give. He firmly believed that...he believed that if they were to pursue a relationship, it would be fine and perhaps wonderful at first, but how long would that last?
"...I needed you, too, Brian...so where were you when I needed you most…?"
A few more sobs escaped the canine before he finally opened his eyes and looked at Stewie.
"I was confused. I was still trying to sort out all the things I felt for you. It was a lot, Stewie! But I'm here now! We can be happy finally!"
Stewie sighed and shook his head...he felt defeated.
Hearing Brian beg him...he'd never thought he'd ever hear something like this from the canine who always was far too proud to admit that he needed anyone.
A particularly rough bout of crying shook the dog's whole body before he continued.
"You were supposed to be the one who never left me. Everyone else...they all abandon me, eventually, but you...you were supposed to be different...and I took that for granted. I'm sorry..."
With a small frown, Stewie took a seat on his carpet and he scooted in Brian's direction. He didn't get too close...but he got close enough so that he was able to see his face.
"It hurts, doesn't it…? Your chest is probably squeezing you...and you probably can't breathe right now. I want you to wallow in that pain for a minute and really get a good idea of how I felt...for the past month. Even with David there...I still wanted you, Brian. Sure...David helped ease me into a small amount of comfort, but that never meant I stopped thinking about you."
The boy gently reached to grip the dog's shoulder and he got a good grip there...nails digging into his flesh.
"You have nurtured something very dark within me and you enabled it to come out...and take control. For weeks, I couldn't eat, couldn't sleep...I was mentally and physically exhausted. What made it so much worse...was that I knew you were fucking that girl. You were fucking her...while I cried out for you."
The dog shook under the infant's touch, each word feeling like a new stab to the gut.
He didn't protest, though. In his mind, it was the very least he could do. He understood now, understood the anguish Stewie had gone through.
He deserved this.
He really and truly did...
"What you did to me...I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive you for. You just...have no idea what I went through, Brian...what you're feeling now...is nothing compared to what I had to deal with. How I had to remain quiet...while you talked about her...told me every little detail about your sex life...with her...everything...you told me it all...and I swear...every time I saw you with her, a little more of me died every...single...time."
Stewie leaned in a little, his nails digging just a little further. Not enough to break skin, but just enough to get his point across.
"...You hurt me...you discarded me...you lied to me…"
The dog's shaking intensified. The way Stewie was acting right now... He didn't know what to expect. He knew good and well what the baby was capable of, and he couldn't help but feel terrified in this moment.
...Then again...if Stewie were to do away with him...maybe that would be the ultimate mercy.
What did he really have left to live for anyway? What purpose did his life have without Stewie?
No, if this was how it was going to end...he could find peace in that.
For now, though, all he could do was just continue to express his grief and sorrow.
"I'm sorry... I hate that I hurt you. I hate the fact that I'm capable of such horrible things...it scares me. I don't want to hurt you ever again...you awakened something...dark in me too, though. I never would have thought I'd become something like this..."
Stewie considered the canine's words.
"I guess we have something else in common, then."
Stewie then released his hold on Brian and he backed away from the dog. He had nothing left to say to him. He just wanted this to be over and done with...he said his peace. Now he'd give the dog the opportunity to tell him everything if he'd like.
"Go ahead. Tell me how I've hurt you, Bry."
The dog wiped his eyes before speaking calmly.
"You've worked your way into every fiber of my being, and for the longest time, I had no idea what I should do about it."
The infant didn't say anything. He just kept quiet...while he let Brian have the moment to speak his mind...speak whatever he needed to. By all means...the dog had a lot of explaining to do, but Stewie liked to think of himself as a fair individual...so he was patient.
Brian sat up, struggling to keep his composure as he continued.
"You...you KNEW what you wanted, Stewie, and you went after it...and...I can't...I can't blame you for that, but the things you started to cause me to feel...they were...they scared me..."
Stewie couldn't help but smirk a little. Knowing he had put Brian in such a confusing position...it was very satisfying, to say the least.
He wasn't going to lie.
He was proud of himself for finally making this miserable dog realize the damage he had done.
"I told you, Bry...when I see something I want...I will get it no matter what it takes. Though I didn't need to do much pushing since you came to me willingly that night. In fact, I remember us getting into a fight during that phone call...so I half expected you to go to the bar, get hammered, and then find yourself a sweet girl...willing to suck your dick...but…"
He chuckled. He actually chuckled. He even brought up a hand to hide the fact he was smiling...
"...you came right to me."
The canine nodded.
"It was only a matter of time before I did..."
He sighed.
"I've always tried so hard to force connections with others...all because I was frightened of the connection I had with you. I thought I could find something with someone that wasn't..."
A slightly deranged sounding laugh echoed from him.
"Well...a fucking infant! But it never worked and I always had to come crawling back to you only to hear about how wrong I always am with my handling of relationships! And you know what? You'd be right! You would always be right and that...that just made it so much worse. It was infuriating..."
A shrug from the boy.
"That's not my fault, Brian...you want to know why your relationships always failed? Because you tried so hard to find me in every single woman you dated. I'm sorry to tell you this, but there's only one me...and that's me."
Stewie's smirk grew just a little more.
"Though I have to admit...it's heartwarming to know that you think so fondly of me. Enough to look for that special something that only I have in every bimbo you dated. Well...Rachel was alright, I suppose. She was the closest you've ever gotten and you must have fucked up somehow...because here you ar-"
"I said your name while I was fucking her."
Stewie's eyes went wide as saucers.
"...Haha...hahaha! HAHAHAHA! YOU DID WHAT?! Oh my god!" Stewie barked into laughter. The loud...uproarious laughter echoing in the child's bedroom.
He slapped at the carpet he was sitting on, feeling so jovial all of a sudden.
He wiped the corner of his eyes, sighing before laughing once more.
"You're…! Haha! You're such an idiot."
The dog just frowned.
"It's not funny. She was...she was horrified..."
The baby chuckled all the more, biting his bottom lip hard to keep from bursting into another fit of laughter like he had before.
Oh...this was so rich.
This was so perfect.
The dog looked so horrified, so out of place...admitting such a thing. Like he had committed something so wrong. The child snickered again.
"Yeah...I don't care."
The canine inhaled deeply.
"Yeah. You wouldn't..."
The infant shrugged.
"Can you really blame me, Brian?"
Stewie then pushed himself to stand up and he approached the dog once more, drawing closer, looking down at him with a smile.
Though the situation was still something that Stewie would have preferred to avoid, having the animal before him was certainly comforting. Maybe he'd get better sleep tonight.
Just maybe.
"She took you from me. Oh...my apologies...you were never mine to begin with. Oh, please...excuse me."
Brian exhaled.
"She didn't know, Stewie. She didn't deserve that."
Stewie chuckled before retorting back with his same...cold demeanour.
"Again...I don't care. Tell me why I should...and maybe I'll think a little differently."
Stewie didn't...hate Rachel. By all means, she was the most decent out of all the girls Brian brought home, but he felt intimidated by her and even though she wasn't in the picture any longer...so it seemed, the boy still harbored a great deal of negativity towards her.
Brian shrugged.
"You could argue that she showed more care for your well-being than I did these past several weeks..."
The canine sighed.
"But I get it. I get why you wouldn't care. She was an obstacle to you. I understand what that's like, now."
The boy let out a little huff and he rolled his eyes. He didn't feel sympathy towards the girl. She wasn't his responsibility...and she certainly didn't do anything to warrant his own affection and devotion.
"She didn't care about my well being, Brian. She hardly knew me, so why should she feel any kind of...empathy towards someone like me? No...I think she was just trying to look good for you. So you would see that she can handle kids...because she obviously wanted kids of her own and you were the perfect little bitch to give that to her. After all, you're more than willing to bend over backwards for a little pussy, aren't you."
Brian looked down, shaking his head.
"Not anymore..."
"..." Stewie once more sat down...now close enough to the dog where they could talk personally.
"What's wrong with you."
The question earned a sad laugh from the canine.
"So much, Stewie..."
The boy didn't know what to say...or rather what he should say to help ease Brian's pain. On the other hand, he wanted Brian to feel it all...feel his world come to a crashing halt. He wanted that desperately...but then there was a part of him that truly wanted to comfort the ailing animal.
He sighed and made a judgement decision, then.
The boy gently reached out to lightly stroke over the dog's muzzle.
"Don't get worked up on something that couldn't be helped."
The dog flinched slightly before leaning into the touch.
"What do you mean?"
The infant continued to stroke over the dog's muzzle...giving him as much comfort as he felt he could give. By every right, he was still extremely angry at the dog...for making him feel so lost for such a long time.
Yet the look of pure content...and sheer bliss...really melted the boy's heart all over again.
"I mean…" he leaned forward to press a soft kiss on Brian's muzzle, "how you finally came to realize you loved me...is not your fault."
The dog shivered at the kiss, his eyes going up to meet Stewie's.
"I could have handled things so much better though..."
With a small nod, Stewie sat on his butt and scooted just a little closer to Brian...leaning his head on the dog's shoulder.
"We both could have."
What am I doing...?
Brian's arms immediately went to wrap around Stewie, holding the boy close as the first sparks of genuine happiness he had felt in a long time ignited within him.
"I'd do anything if it meant not losing you."
The baby stiffened...he couldn't help it, but he also couldn't deny that he truly needed Brian in this fashion...holding him like this. That was all he ever wanted...was something like this. God help him if Brian was lying to him again.
He hummed quietly.
He sat beside Brian in the comfort of the silence before he nuzzled a little so he could look at Brian's face...and search for genuinity.
Brian squeezed the baby tightly, a small moan escaping him as he reveled in the contact.
"Everyone else...they've only ever been a distraction. We don't need anyone else. Just us..."
How can I trust you?
Stewie didn't really have the words to properly convey how he felt. He wouldn't go so far as to say that he was thrilled to hear Brian speaking to him in such a way, but he didn't trust this moment as a genuine one.
The dog had a tendency to express himself according to the mood and atmosphere in the room...that didn't mean these fuzzy and warm feelings of love and adoration were going to be felt again tomorrow. So Stewie decided in that moment that he'd...be prepared this time. He'd be prepared the following morning to be told by Brian that what happened last night was just a pack of lies.
It was sad because there was an impressive possibility of just that happening.
"Just look at the lengths I was willing to go to...all just to get you back. I've never been more honest about anything in my life. I want to prove that to you."
The dog began rubbing the infant's back affectionately, trying to get across just how much he meant what he said.
"..."
Stewie didn't move for a while. He just remained seated beside Brian...letting the dog touch him all he needed to.
The lack of a response was unsettling, but Brian continued.
"I'm willing to do things that I never would have considered myself capable of so long as it means I get to keep you..."
Stewie hummed once more.
We'll see, Brian…
The boy knew all too well how Brian worked and that's what honestly scared him most. Who knew what would happen tomorrow. The dog probably felt very...gracious and uplifted now...that didn't mean a damn thing nor did it give Stewie any kind of comfort.
Brian nodded.
"Yes, you'll see. I'd sooner kill than lose you again."
The boy gasped and slowly...slowly turned his head so he could face the dog.
What did...he just say?
Did he really just say that?
Stewie was at a loss for words. He had never seen this side of Brian before. This side that looked ready to kill if need be. This side that was ready for anything.
Brian met the boy's gaze, all seriousness in his expression.
"I said I'd kill the next person that tries to take you away from me..."
Stewie starred back.
"...No, you wouldn't."
Stewie found himself glaring again. Was the dog trying to threaten him? Threaten him by saying that the boy had no right to even speak with anyone else?
What a bunch of bullshit.
The canine huffed.
"I would. I would in a heartbeat. I can't go through that again, Stewie. The next 'David' that comes around won't be as lucky as the last."
"You don't own me, Brian. You can't tell me who to communicate with or who I decide to associate with. Just because you have abandonment issues doesn't mean you have every right to control my life and therefore who comes into it."
Brian titled his head, considering what Stewie had said before finally responding bluntly.
"I don't think that's entirely true."
With a frown, Stewie immediately jerked himself away from the dog. Was he really hearing this?
"Get one thing straight in your thick skull. You do not own me."
The dog shook his head.
"Not entirely..."
He turned his head and looked off to the side.
"But you know as well as I do that we basically own a part of each other."
He shrugged.
"I'd expect you to do the same."
Stewie didn't know how to react to this. The only thing that felt appropriate...was doing what he had been wanting to do for the longest time.
He could visually see a small smile on Brian's face...like he were most proud of the current situation. So Stewie drew his hand back and he gave a sharp slap across the dog's muzzle.
"Awroo!?"
The canine jumped back in shock, his paw going up to rub at his snout and relieve the pain.
"What was that for!?"
Stewie was red hot furious. Though he had been furious before...Brian's overall discussion was just making things worse and Stewie wasn't exactly the most stable, either. He didn't like to be held down by anyone and that included the family dog.
He did not want to be owned and here was Brian now...acting like he had the right to say the shit he was.
"You don't get to make the fucking decisions, dog. You don't get to tell me...how to live my life."
Brian sighed, continuing to rub his muzzle.
"I wasn't telling you how to live your fucking life! I was simply stating a goddamn fact, something I've finally come to terms with! We won't be satisfied with anyone else, Stewie! Tell me I'm wrong!"
"HOW DO YOU KNOW I EVEN WANT YOU BACK?!"
The canine growled.
"Are you telling me you honestly don't!?"
The child threw his arms into the air. He was baffled, he was confused, but most of all...he was just enraged with the dog.
"Right now, I don't think I want to have anything to do with you! How the fuck am I supposed to believe you right now? You honestly believe that I can trust you after all the shit you did to me?! Why don't you go fucking find a new bimbo?!"
The canine stomped his foot in frustration!
"Damn it, Stewie! You know I'm right. You may be mad at me, now, but you know good and well that neither of us will ever be able to replace what we have!"
"I don't know. David was doing a pretty good job of that, you fuck."
The canine bared his teeth and growled.
"He would have never been enough..."
Stewie smirked a little before he stood up onto his feet again.
"He would have fucked me if I wanted him to...and really...I did want to sleep with him."
The thought alone was infuriating, but Brian fought to keep his cool.
"I have no doubt he would have... You just would have ended up thinking of me, though. Just like how all I could do was think about you every time I was with Rachel."
"Oh...every time, huh? My word, Bry. I must have been the best fuck you ever had."
The boy snickered and he went to go to his bedroom door, acting as though he were going to leave.
"Did you hear me moan out your name?"
Brian chased after him.
"You were, and I did. ...I still hear it. I'd do anything to hear it again..."
"..."
His smirk grew. Stewie stayed firm, hand on his doorknob.
"I just bet you would, too, but here's the thing, Bry...you bit me last time and I'm still pretty pissed about everything. Also..."
Stewie turned on his heel, eyes focused...
"...I don't feel like fucking a monster."
The dog's breath hitched. He had been waiting for that to come up. Nothing could have prepared him for it.
"I...I'm sorry... I lost myself... I'd do anything to take it back..."
"Mmhm."
Stewie chuckled softly, shaking his head with slight vigor. Again...his heart broke for Brian.
He couldn't tolerate it.
"You're sorry now."
Stewie then did something that surprised him. He locked his bedroom door and he turned to look at Brian over his shoulder.
"I'll be honest though...you really turned me on with that viciousness."
Brian froze in place, his jaw dropping. He could hardly believe what he was hearing.
"I...I did...?"
The baby nodded.
"Being bitten wasn't the most pleasant thing, but I was fairly impressed."
Had Brian missed something? What had caused this sudden change in attitude?
"Im-Impressed?"
"Well...you were able to successfully ruin David's life...by coming up with an almost flawless plan. I say almost...because I figured out that it was you which I'm confident you didn't expect."
Now, he was even more confused...
"If that...impressed you...then, why did you get so mad in the car?"
The infant sighed, exasperated.
"Because you had no right doing what you did."
The canine started walking towards the boy again.
"I did what I felt I had to."
Stewie took a step back, eyeing Brian cautiously.
The canine proceeded forward.
"And as far as I can see, it was worth it. He's out of the picture now. Serves him right for trying to come between us."
The boy gulped.
"Brian..."
Stewie continued to back up until his back inevitably hit the wall behind him.
The dog laughed as he shook his head.
"I mean...I'm not crazy. I know he wasn't literally trying to do that, but he might as well have been. And nobody has a right to do that! Nobody could ever hope to understand why we have what we have!"
Stewie's eyes widened and he arched his head up to the dog, gulping a little now that he was cornered. His legs trembled a little underneath him and he kept quiet.
The canine smiled at the baby as he drew closer.
"You know I'm right. That's why you wanted to talk, even after everything. That's why you're still here..."
Stewie kept his head arched, but it was hard to really talk to Brian when what the dog was saying held a lot of merit to it. The truth of the matter was that the dog was correct in some retrospect. Even after everything that had happened between them, Stewie still wanted to be near the dog...wanted desperately to have Brian all to himself.
He looked away.
He was actually tongue tied. For once, he wasn't sure what to say.
Brian could sense it. Stewie knew he had a point. He needed to hear it, though.
In the next instant, Brian had braced his paw on the wall behind Stewie as he grabbed Stewie's chin with his other, forcing the child to look at him.
"I'm right, aren't I? You need me just as much as I need you. You still do."
"Mm…!" Stewie tightly shut his eyes.
He didn't want to admit to Brian that the dog was right...that the boy really wanted him here.
Here where he should have always been.
Yet it was so difficult to really rationalize with himself. He quivered against Brian's touch, blushing furiously now that the dog had him pinned.
The dog began to stroke the infant's cheek.
"Your silence is telling. Why can't you just say it? I had to go through hell to finally realize it for myself, but you...I know you have pretty much always known. Why deny it now?"
The infant finally sighed and he slowly opened his eyes so he could look at Brian...face to face...pristine blue eyes looking into Brian's own. He didn't want to admit that he had always had feelings for this animal. He didn't want to give the dog that satisfaction, but he knew that the canine was messing with him...and probing him to speak.
It was difficult because once more Stewie was putting himself at risk.
He was making himself vulnerable and he didn't like that.
"I...I…" Stewie gulped.
He tightly shut his eyes, body shaking. He had to say it...for his own sanity, he needed to say it.
"I...I love you, Brian…"
The canine's smile widened as he leaned in, placing his lips close to the infant's.
"I love you, too, Stewie... I'm never letting you go again."
Heart fluttered, quickening.
The baby gently closed his eyes...his hands reaching out to brace on the dog's collar. Though this time he didn't yank the animal forward...he just held on for dear life.
He leaned in a little more towards Brian, heart beats growing faster until his lips were cascading over the dog's. Immediately...he quaked...he had him.
Stewie finally had him.
Brian saw his opening and took it, capturing the boy's lips with his own as he pinned Stewie flush against the wall. His tail began wagging rapidly. He had been craving this for what seemed like ages, and now, he had it, Stewie here as his own once more. This time he would take into account the true worth of that. He wouldn't take his young lover for granted again.
Immediately...heart sunk and barriers collapsed. Just as Brian captured his lips so tenderly, Stewie was already returning it. His little fingers reaching to stroke over the dog's muzzle once more while he pressed himself close to the canine.
Brian moaned at the touch, at the sensations he hadn't been able to feel since that night in Stewie's crib. Nobody else could ever give him this, only Stewie. This was his chance to prove himself worthy of the boy. He wouldn't squander it.
Brian's kisses were always Stewie's favorite...on top of the wonderful touches, the wonderful caresses. The boy was in bliss and he embraced it, took hostage by it, and he refused to let this moment pass by. He pressed his lips more against the dog's, talented fingers dancing from Brian's muzzle to his chest where he stroked through fur.
The kiss went on a while longer before Brian pulled away. He had to know one thing for sure before they went any further.
The dog directed his gaze at the baby, his eyes pleading.
"Stewie, will you take me back?"
Stewie starred in a daze, mouth slightly open while his cheeks just flushed. His legs quaking, trembling...daring to give way. He nodded sheepishly and leaned back up to kiss Brian like before.
Brian smiled and gladly accepted the kiss that served as his confirmation that everything was going to be ok.
Stewie smiled gently against the sweet kiss, fingers clenching around white fur. He could barely contain his excitement...barely contain himself. He kissed the dog feverishly before he broke away...now looking at the dog with fire in his eyes.
"Though...if you do this to me again...I will kill you."
Brian stared back at the infant, only slightly taken off guard by those words. He knew good and well that Stewie meant them. He didn't even have to look into the child's burning eyes to know that. And, honestly...he was fine with it. Because, frankly, if he did hurt Stewie like that again...he'd deserve it.
He could only offer up one simple response as he shrugged.
"Ok..."
He'd be better off dead than living a life without Stewie, anyway...
With a small grin, Stewie gently leaned back in and he took Brian's lips once more, cherishing him softly and being gentle. Though he was hoping tonight would be a little more exciting; he had a lot of pent up energy now that the canine was here with him. Now he felt just like his exuberant self.
Brian allowed the baby to take full control as he just wallowed in the affection. Tonight had been a roller coaster ride of emotions, and right now, he just wanted to take this moment to enjoy the happiness inside of him.
Stewie felt like crying. He truly did.
It just made everything become clear...how willing both Stewie and Brian were to forgive each other. If there was any other indication from that alone...other than that they were meant for each other, then the boy would be shocked.
He kissed the dog passionately, taking great care to keep the canine in place while he lavished him with all the adoration he had.
Brian was shivering, his desire was intensifying. He knew things were going to just continue to escalate. That much was clear. Once the things started rolling with them...nothing on Earth could ever stop it. It was kind of crazy to think about, though he really didn't want to overthink a good thing. He just wanted to enjoy what he had while he had it.
He took a step back, and looked at Stewie seriously.
"I want you to take control this time."
"..."
Stewie held onto the dog as though he were dreadfully afraid he would leave. He clung desperately...pressing himself close against the dog.
"Bry...? Are you sure...?"
The canine nodded his head.
"Yes. I owe you that much."
With a small hum, Stewie leaned back in to kiss the dog before he found himself rotating the dog, pushing Brian so the canine would have no choice but to have his back against his wall. Stewie's kisses grew furious, tongue coming out to trace over the dog's lips that were moving in sync with the baby's.
In sync. Both were in sync...and Stewie was mesmerized.
Brian groaned loudly, his body singing in response to Stewie's actions.
"St-Stewie..."
He muttered the word, loving the way it passed through his lips, completely in a daze.
Stewie worked with his kisses before he broke away from the dog's lips and began letting his own travel the length of Brian's neck. He peppered his kisses there, being gentle and loving.
"Stewie...that's...nice..."
He chuckled softly and he continued to travel his kisses down his neck to his chest, being attentive to his love that obviously needed this more than he did.
Brian braced himself against the wall, fearing his legs might give out at any moment.
"I...I've missed you so much..."
The boy dropped to his knees.
He didn't let up on the tender cherishes, his kisses that grew longer and more loving as time passed. The baby's tongue following a single trail from Brian's abdomen to the very place that was in desperate need of tending to.
Stewie opened his mouth, taking Brian into it and pushing forward until the dog's dick was resting in the very back of his throat.
He didn't even bother adjusting himself; the kid was a champ! He took Brian's penis and slowly bobbed his head in an up and down motion.
Brian gulped, his breath hitching as he began to instinctively move his hips along with Stewie.
"Ohhhhh, god. I've missed this, too!"
The baby continued with his pace, using Brian's own movements to assist with his conquest of providing instant gratification. Stewie held loosely onto the dog's hips, tongue dancing and coating over the canine's shaft to his tip.
He softly groaned, eyes rolling back since he knew exactly how Brian felt.
He missed this, too.
A growl escaped the canine as he reached down and placed a hand on top of Stewie's head, holding the boy in place like he was afraid he might pull away at any minute and bring an end to his sweet gratification.
Stewie snickered, making the dog in his mouth vibrate to the tremors from his throat muscles. He continued to go at his steady pace, but he did quicken from time to time.
Brian growled again, his other hand coming down as he spoke through panting breath.
"Rachel...never...gave it...this good..."
Stewie rolled his eyes.
Of course Rachel never gave it this good. Only the boy with such a talented tongue could give such pleasure.
The kid continued forth, growing faster while he gave specific attention to the tip of Brian's penis, his fingers reaching down to fondle his balls while Stewie kept sucking and bobbing...sometimes grazing his teeth over the full length back to the tip. He did this repeatedly, knowing Brian was an absolute heaven.
The canine's legs were shaking. He hadn't gotten off good in some time now and he could tell his stamina was suffering for it. He wasn't sure how long he would be able to last.
"St-Stewie... So...close..."
With that indication of the dog getting closer to his climax, Stewie crawled just a little further in...taking the doggy dick like a winner and engulfing the full length to the knot. Stewie always knew he had a natural talent for sucking cock, but even this surprised him.
He never had much of a gag reflex and he took advantage of that; he truly was his mother's son.
"F-Fuck! Oh, god!"
The dog was cumming only seconds later, his body convulsing against the wall as he shot a load that had been building up for far too long.
He felt incredible.
Stewie made him feel incredible.
Stewie didn't budge. He swallowed everything that Brian had generously given him, licking whatever was left as he drew back. Now he was staring at Brian's swollen appendage with a racing heart. The very length still impressive and dripping wet from Stewie's saliva. The boy couldn't help but just stare incredulously.
Brian was still barely standing, using the wall for support as he stared up at the ceiling in post-orgasmic bliss. He was panting heavily, his paw gently stroking the top of Stewie's head as he took the moment to collect himself.
"Mm..."
Stewie wiped his mouth before licking the corner of his lips.
He sighed heavily, but with content. It felt...just wonderful now that this whole relationship was mutual. That was something to be excited about.
Though it was also daunting how Stewie was so quick to forgive the dog. Just like the animal was quick to forgive the boy for his transgressions. It was beautiful, but psychotic in a sense...but Stewie wouldn't change it for the world.
The dog took one last deep breath before falling to the floor. His eyes went to meet Stewie's. There was a ponderous look in the baby's eyes that made him curious.
"Thinking about something?"
The boy smiled sweetly and shook his head a little.
"I'm just thinking about the hell we put each other through and how we're both so forgiving for that. I really believe there is something wrong with us."
The dog hummed thoughtfully before shrugging.
"I don't really think that's even up for debate anymore."
The infant hummed in agreement.
"Yeah."
Stewie nodded and once more wiped the corner of his mouth before he leaned in to bury his face against the dog's stomach.
The canine wrapped his arms tightly around the boy and held him close, sighing happily.
"It works for us, though..."
The baby nuzzled his face against Brian's fur, sighing softly.
The dog definitely had a point.
"Hm..." Stewie then leaned back, now looking at the canine with a small smirk. "I want you to take control now."
The canine's jaw fell slightly in surprise.
"Are you... Are you sure? Even after...?"
Stewie nodded and he slithered up the dog's body, pressing close...getting personal as his body overheated in need and desire for Brian's touch.
"Please, Bry..."
Brian gulped.
"Ok..."
He felt nervous. He was still feeling guilty about...what had happened the last time he had tried to be intimate with Stewie, and even though he knew he'd never hurt Stewie like that again...he couldn't be a little concerned at being in a position of control again.
How could Stewie allow him that kind of power so soon after the incident?
He didn't fully understand...but he also didn't want to disappoint.
With shaking paws, he pushed Stewie up and began to undo the child's overalls.
While Brian was undoing Stewie's overalls, the boy just watched...he watched the dog with so much love that it just stunned him greatly; shocked him enough to know how much Brian meant to him.
So seeing him quiver...was really heart wrenching, but Stewie trusted Brian.
The kid reached with small hands and placed them softly and affectionately on the dog's paws, fingers stroking slowly and sweetly.
"It's okay...I love you, Brian."
Brian exhaled a shaky breath but nodded his head as he smiled at the infant.
"I love you, too."
He tossed the straps over Stewie's shoulders and then allowed the overalls to fall and pool around the boy's ankles. He then leaned down to begin removing Stewie's shoes.
The boy smiled happily and leaned his hands back to support himself so Brian would have an easier time removing his shoes.
He loved how tender he was being, how careful...and loving.
His heart fluttered.
"I love you so much, Bry..."
Stewie giggled, actually bringing his fingers up to cover his mouth.
The dog laughed again as he threw the article of clothing across the room.
"You can be pretty cute when you want to be."
By this point, Brian was already fully erect again, a marvel only Stewie had the power to bring about. His eyes glazed over hungrily as he took in the sight of his young lover. His breathing quickened as another chuckle poured out of him, this time a particularly cocky sounding one as he ripped off the infant's diaper.
"Poor Dave really missed out not getting a piece of you when he had the chance..."
"Let's not worry about David..."
Stewie reached out for the dog, fingers enclosing around the trademark red collar and he pulled the animal close...just close enough so their lips were barely touching each other.
"I want you..." the boy began, idly tracing over soft and wet lips, "to fuck me...so hard...that I'm screaming for more."
Brian could feel his cock grazing the child's leg. He growled as he nodded his head.
"Oh, I intend to."
He huffed then, dark pupils going up to stare into young eyes as he spoke bluntly.
"I still don't regret framing him. Hurting you? Yeah, I wish I could take that back. But ruining him?"
The dog shook his head.
"I'll never regret that, not really. People who come between us...they get what is coming to them."
He huffed once more.
"I just want you to understand that before I go any further."
Stewie's lips curved into a soft, warm smile. Brian didn't have regrets about David, but the boy certainly did...however, he knew that it was out of his control and now that he had Brian back...the more he didn't feel so inclined to help the poor man who had showed nothing but kindness to the kid.
Was he mad?
Probably.
But kindness got you into trouble...no matter what and when it came to Stewie, David should have perhaps been more cautious.
Stewie tightened his hold on the dog's collar, bringing him closer.
"Just shut up and kiss me, dog."
Brian obeyed without hesitation, diving in to capture Stewie's lips and claim them as his own. It was a brief kiss, though incredibly heated, and as soon as it was over, the animal began kissing all over Stewie's face, tongue occasionally coming out to lap at supple, young flesh as he started making his way down Stewie's bare body.
Stewie rolled his eyes back, groaning against their passionate kiss before Brian had withdrawn...only to begin leaving tender traces of kisses all over the kid's naked body before him.
He groaned, arching his back in tune with those soft and delicate kisses.
"Bri...mm...!"
Brian kept this up for a little longer, making it all the way to Stewie's waist before pulling away suddenly and giving a hard smack to the side of the baby's ass.
"Go grab some lube. I know you keep some up here. A little slut like you is always prepared."
"Ah!" Stewie immediately moaned out, blushing furiously. He always liked it when Brian called him those derogatory names.
He bit his lip and shuffled to his feet where he ran to grab his lube that he kept hidden away so Lois would never find it. Once he had it, he went right back to Brian and handed the dog the lube before he lied back down on the ground...trembling in need.
Brian shook his head.
"You're gonna want to sit back up."
He smirked as he uncapped the bottle before rising up to sit on his knees, his cock standing at full attention and directed right at the boy.
He tossed him the bottle.
"I'll let you handle the preparations. Do whatever you need. Just know that, once I'm on you, I won't be holding back for anything."
The boy managed to catch the lube and he did as he was told. He sat up, grinning from ear to ear. He squeezed the bottle, applying a generous amount of lube onto the palm of his hand.
Now that that was taken care of, Stewie carelessly tossed the bottle away and he scooted close, kissing Brian passionately and feverishly while his hand reached down to coat the fully erect penis with the lube, slicking him up as he stroked carefully.
Brian couldn't help but thrust against Stewie's palm as the kid performed his task, kissing the baby eagerly in return as a paw wandered down to begin fondling one of the tyke's ass cheeks.
Stewie laughed against their kiss.
Feeling Brian touch him in such a manner...how scandalous this all was, but how delightful.
The baby stroked faster, following Brian's thrusts until he broke the kiss to bite the dog's bottom lip, breathing heavily.
"You like that, Bry?"
The canine moaned, but he was soon smirking again as a probing digit was suddenly placed and then pressed against Stewie's entrance.
"You like that?"
The kid quickly froze, mouth agape. He immediately moaned out, throwing his head back.
God, he was in heaven.
"Mm...baby...Brian...! Ah!"
Brian pushed forward, slipping past the ring of muscle that was in no way resistant to his intrusion. He chuckled again.
"I'll take that as a yes."
"Ah! Fuck...!" Stewie could barely contain himself.
He moaned out sheepishly, but he by no means was embarrassed or shy about being loud. He was one to be very vocal in bed and of course...Brian seemed to be the only person who could give the boy that kind of satisfaction.
The dog smacked Stewie's ass again.
"Don't get too distracted there. You about done?"
The boy quickly shook his head. No, he didn't want this to end. He wanted Brian to keep going until he had absolutely no strength left.
"Brian...I...ah! I want you...please, Brian...!"
In the next instant, Brian was picking the child up from under his arms, spinning him around before forcing Stewie down on his hands and knees. The canine then began rubbing his throbbing length up and down the crack of Stewie's ass.
"Well, since you said please..."
He placed the tip against the opening and began pushing forward.
"Mmm...!"
Stewie braced himself. He lifted his ass into the air, ready to take Brian inside like he had before.
Upon feeling the dog begin to push inside of him, the boy saw stars. A screeching, painful sensation overcame him...such a wonderful sensation, such a beautiful...amazing feeling of pure pain and pleasure.
"Bri...! Brian!"
Brian spanked Stewie before taking a hold of the child 's ass firmly, nails digging in slightly.
"You'll never forget tonight..."
He continued to drive forward, one continuous smooth thrust before he was deeply seated inside Stewie all the way up to his knot.
Stewie buried his face into the carpet before him, whimpering loudly...and moaning out softly.
He trembled in desperation, biting his bottom lip while he wore such a stupefied grin on his face. This was what he needed, this was what he wanted.
The canine grunted. He then slowly pulled out before plunging back in.
"If you thought you got it good last time, I'm about to blow your mind, baby."
Stewie laughed softly, shaking and trembling underneath the dog. He moaned out, absolutely overcome with desire.
"Oh...Brian..."
Another moan from the dog as he began moving in and out, slow and steady to start, working Stewie open more and more with each thrust.
"Mmmmm. I've wanted to hear you moan my name again so badly..."
"How...ah! How badly, Bri...? Tell me..."
Stewie continued to moan out, adjusting himself in his position while he followed Brian's thrusts, moving with them...and loving each thrust.
Brian grabbed Stewie by the hips and began picking up speed.
"I... I think about it all the time. Anytime I was with Rachel... Anytime she said my name during...I just...I just imagined it as you. It was the on-ohhhhhhh, fuck! It was the only way I could get off!"
Stewie moaned out just a little louder.
This was so incredible, Stewie felt incredible. He continued moving along with the dog, going the same speed and the same pace.
"Yeah...? Ah! Ah! Bry!"
The dog nodded vigorously despite his lover currently facing away.
"Y-Yeah. You got...you've got such a hold on me, kid. It's unreal..."
Brian leaned over and embraced Stewie fully as pure, animalistic desire began to overtake him.
"I don't... I don't know how you did it. It's a little...terrifying..."
"Ahh! Fuck! Brian..."
Stewie arched his back, moaning out far more loudly.
The canine was really going at it now, hips becoming a blur as his primal instincts to breed took over.
Stewie followed suit. Though he began moving far faster with his pacing, thus forcing Brian to go just the same amount of speed. Each thrust sent Stewie closer to nirvana. He moaned out every time.
Brian bared his teeth and growled. He began lapping frantically all the way up Stewie's neck, stopping at the ear before gliding his tongue back and forth over the trail repeatedly.
The baby moaned all the more, moving and thrashing wildly against the dog's ferocious thrusts.
He was in bliss, he was in his little heaven which would even make the Devil blush.
"Oh! Brian...! Brian! Don't stop!"
The canine chuckled darkly, feeling quite proud of himself as he leaned in to whisper in the tyke's ear.
"Never. You're all mine, now."
He slapped Stewie on the ass hard and then suddenly sat up before grabbing the boy and spinning him around so that the boy was now lying on his back, all while remaining firmly inside his little lover.
Stewie burst into laughter and he reached out his arms for the dog.
"I love you, baby..."
The dog took a hold of Stewie's ankles, holding his legs up and firmly in place as he began pounding away once more.
"I love you, too."
Back arched, Stewie's moans just came out of his mouth like water.
"Oh...baby! Yes!"
He laughed, loving every moment of this.
Brian leaned over and captured Stewie's lips in a fierce kiss. He could feel another climax on the horizon, and he was going to give it to Stewie for all he was worth before the inevitable end.
The kid returned the kiss while his fingers reached to grasp the dog by his collar. He kissed him so passionately, so furiously.
"Mm! A-ah...!"
Brian moaned, everything around him seeming to fade away except for him, Stewie, and the incredible sensations he was experiencing. He was sinking further and further into an abyss of pure bliss, body going on autopilot as his mind went hazy.
He was so lost in the act that he didn't even notice at first when his knot finally slipped all the way into his partner.
The baby immediately wrapped his arms around the dog, nails digging so deep into fur and flesh. Stewie dragged his nails across the dog's back while he moved sensually along with Brian's thrusts.
"Yes, Brian!"
The dog gasped upon realizing what had happened. At first, he was concerned, but upon seeing and hearing Stewie's enthusiastic reaction, he knew everything was alright.
He sighed happily, everything coming to a head as he felt himself on the brink of the end.
"Oh my god... You're so amazing..."
"Ah! Ah! Brian...oh, Bri...yes!"
Stewie was in such euphoria. He never wanted this to end. He never wanted the canine to stop. After all...it seemed Brian was the only person who could get Stewie off so fast and with such intensity.
He moaned out, desperate for climax as the dog hit his prostate again and again.
"Oh, fuck! Come here!"
Brian grabbed Stewie and hoisted him up into his lap. He held the child in a tight embrace as he continued to move against him, Stewie bouncing in his lap as he saw white.
"Holy...shit!"
The breath caught in his throat as his orgasm hit him all at once, intense pleasure washing over him as he came hard inside of the baby.
He buried his face in the child's shoulder, whimpering slightly in response to the overwhelming experience.
Stewie's mouth opened wide...eyes big and alert. He could feel Brian come inside of him, the animal holding him so tight.
Once the dog had cum inside of him, the baby quickly reached his own climax.
"Oh...fuck! Brian...!"
The canine grunted loudly before falling to his back, still clutching his lover as he howled up at the ceiling.
Stewie clung to Brian, feeling himself give way to his own arousal. He moaned against the dog's chest, fingers digging into flesh like they had before.
The next several minutes just became one insanely pleasurable blur as Brian rode out his orgasm. All he could do was cling to Stewie for dear life as the aftershocks began to hit.
For a second, he seriously wondered if they were ever going to end…
"Mm..."
Stewie was smiling sweetly. The aftershocks of experiencing such an intense orgasm took him to a place of pure and absolute love. He truly loved Brian. He loved him so much.
"Brian...I love you..."
Even through the haze of his mind, Brian heard those words.
He couldn't help but laugh again.
"So you keep saying."
It wasn't until he finally began to come down from his high that he finally met the infant's gaze, offering the baby a sincere smile in return.
"I...love you, too..."
"Brian..." Stewie gently stroked over the dog's cheeks, smiling just as sincerely.
"I...I'm so happy...so please...please let's always be like this."
The dog was breathing rather heavily, but he still managed to breath a few words out as his paw started to stroke the infant's back.
"We will... We will..."
Stewie sighed happily, biting his bottom lip. "Mm...Brian...I like that..."
He loved this feeling...having Brian stroke over his back so softly.
The canine hummed happily as he looked down at the boy. Eventually, though, his gaze landed on the shoulder he had bitten the last time he and Stewie had been together.
His smile fell as did his heart as a pit of guilt began to form in his stomach.
"Oh, Stewie..."
He leaned up and began licking the scarred shoulder, warying to sooth and undo the harm he had caused.
"..."
Stewie sighed softly and he gently stroked over Brian's head.
"I'm okay, Brian...it's okay."
The dog shook his head.
"It's...really not..."
He continued to lick the area.
"...Brian...my love, I...I don't know what I can tell you that will make you feel better about this...I'm really okay."
He stopped licking and looked at the baby.
"You may have forgiven me, but...it's gonna be awhile before I can forgive myself..."
He sighed sadly.
"I never want to hurt you again..."
Stewie looked at Brian just the same.
He stroked over the dog's muzzle, fingers brushing through snow white fur.
"Brian..."
The dog squeezed the boy then, giving him a big, affectionate hug.
"It's just you and me from now on, no matter what. Ok?"
"Mm!"
Stewie returned the embrace...and he buried his face into the dog's shoulder.
Love...it was there now just like he had thought it had been that night.
"Yes..."
The baby sank into the fur-covered body beneath him, hope in his heart for the first time in what felt like ages.
...It would be different this time…
...It had to be...