Inspiration
This is a little gift to all of the fabulous readers and writers of Broe smut. Yup, that's YOU if you're reading this right now. :)
The line between reality and fiction has been tossed aside. There are no rules here. Deal with it in whatever way you have to. ;) It's just a wacky little idea I had one day...
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Inspiration
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Chloe sat in the living room of the Wesley house, her laptop computer on the coffee table in front of her. She read the words on the screen with a delicious grin plastered all over her face. Her fingers tapped at the mouse, and she felt a slight tingle hit her skin, hardly believing the imagination of some writers.
The doorbell rang and she looked up from her computer to yell. "COME ON IN! IT'S OPEN!"
Brady opened the door and walked in to the living room. He had his hands in his pockets and a smile on his face, but he noticed something different about Chloe. Her cheeks were a little redder than usual, and she had a goofy grin on her face.
"Hey Diva... What's up?"
Chloe looked back at her screen with a raised eyebrow and pondered the words in front of her. "Brady... Let me ask you something..."
"Okay... Go for it."
"Do I have skin like porcelain?"
Brady paused in confusion and stared at her. "What? I -- I don't know. I mean, what does that mean anyway?"
Chloe didn't answer his question; she just kept her eyes glued to the screen for a moment. She tilted her head curiously and looked at Brady, drinking in his appearance for just a moment.
"Brady, has anyone ever told you that you have eyes like the ocean and the body of an Adonis?"
Brady took a step backwards in surprise. "I uhm, well, I... I can't say that I've ever heard that before. And, I didn't really expect to hear that from you."
Chloe nodded slightly and then turned back to her computer screen, biting on her lower lip slightly. "Well, you do."
Brady took his hands out of his pockets and walked over to sit on the arm of the couch. "Chloe... Have you been digging in the hospital's drug stash or something? What are you talking about?"
"No, silly... I've just been reading some stories online."
"Stories online? Stories about what?"
Chloe turned to him with a wicked grin. "Stories about us."
Brady's eyebrows moved together and his lips were pursed slightly. "I -- Uhm -- What did you say? Stories about us? As in me and you..."
"And Belle, Shawn, Mimi, Phillip, Jason... Basically everybody we know. See, I've had some spare time lately, and I spent a lot of time surfing the web. One day, I came across a site with something called 'fanfiction'."
"Fanfiction? Fans of what?"
Chloe put her hands in her lap and shrugged slightly. "Fans of us, I guess. I mean, it makes no sense, but it's there. It's like these people have some sort of window into our lives, and they see what we do, and what we say. I know it sound unbelievable, but we have FANS, Brady. And, there are some very talented writers on these websites."
Brady shook his head in confusion, blinking his eyes rapidly as he continued. "So, these stories, or fanfictions, whatever you want to call them... They're posted where? The freakin' TWILIGHT ZONE??"
"I know, Brady... It's sounds freaky, but it's kinda cool. They come up with some great stuff, these people. And all kinds of stories too... Romantic, funny, action/adventure, suspenseful, dramatic... uhm... sexy..."
That one word was all it took for Brady to suddenly become more intrigued than scared by the idea of complete strangers writing about his life. "Sexy? Did you say sexy?"
Chloe giggled and tapped a button on her computer. "Yes, sexy... Here, listen... 'His lips grazed the soft skin of her neck, causing a moan to escape from her lips. Her fingers danced over his bare shoulder and she lightly ran her nails down the taut muscles of his back.' And, that, is only just the beginning..."
"Oh my God... Who is that about?"
Chloe laughed and looked back up at him. "You -- and Mimi..."
Brady jumped up from the arm of the couch and made a face of shocked disgust. A shiver crawled up his spine and he shook his head. "ME AND MIMI? WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE?"
Chloe started laughing hysterically as Brady continued making faces like he had just sucked on the sourest lemon in the world. She tried to stop her laughter when her stomach started hurting but she couldn't help herself. They both finally calmed down and Brady looked at her in complete confusion.
"Me and Mimi? Are you sure that's even... legal? I mean, she's like my sister. God, just when I thought these 'fanfiction' people were okay, they had to go and write something about Mimi and I. Ughhhhh..."
Chloe was still giggling slightly, and attempted to reassure him. "I'm sorry, Brady... I know it's weird. But, there are people who actually want you with Mimi. Just like there are still people who want me to be with Phillip. Crazy crazy crazy..."
Brady shrugged nonchalantly, finally able to process a coherent thought since having to think of Mimi in a way that was unhealthy. "Well, nobody ever said that people on the internet were sane, that's for damn sure."
"Yes, but there are some people who really have the right idea. I mean, they seem to know things about me, that *I* don't even know about myself. It's kind of scary how much insight they have... Plus, they write the smutty stuff pretty well."
Brady sat down on the couch with her and looked at the laptop with curiosity. "Okay then... Read me something good... Something NOT about Mimi."
Chloe nodded and within a few clicks she had found exactly what she was looking for. "Okay, this one is about you... and me."
"As in us?"
"That's right... Don't act so surprised that you and I have fans."
Brady wasn't surprised at all, really. He knew that there was enough heat between him and Chloe to light a national park on fire, and she knew it too. But, in all the time that had been dating they had yet to take that final step. Sure, there had been a lot of exploring with their hands, but it had never progressed much further than that.
Chloe cleared her throat and began reading out loud:
[i]"Chloe laughed in a tone that was low and sultry, and shook her head. She ran one finger up his arm and left her hand to rest in the blonde hair at the back of his neck. Leaning over the armrest, she forcefully planted her lips on his, deciding to take the aggressive role this time. Brady responded passionately by darting his tongue into her open mouth, and Chloe gently sucked on it, causing a soft moan to issue from his throat.
She ran one hand underneath his blue T-shirt and let her fingertips dance lightly over his sculpted muscles. His skin felt like fire and just the feel of him beneath her fingers was enough to cause her to grow wet with desire. Her hand found each of his nipples and she ran her finger teasingly over each one, before lightly raking her nails down the middle of his chest."[/i]
"Oh -- oh wow. Wow."
Chloe grinned and licked her lower lip as she turned to look at him. "I know... And it gets MUCH better from there."
Brady looked completely dumbstruck, just hearing those words fall from Chloe's lips was enough to arouse him into a state of readiness. "I -- I bet it does... My oh my..."
"These people write us in all sorts of locations, positions, scenarios. It's pretty creative."
"Positions? Locations? What -- what kind? Or dare I even ask?"
Chloe chuckled softly and winked at him. "Public bathroom, movie theatre, merry-go-round, kitchen counter, subway, public bus, closet -- the list just goes on and on and on."
Brady swallowed the lump in his throat loudly and replied. "So, the fictional us is getting way more action than the REAL us? Lucky them."
She was about to reply when Brady's cellphone rang and he reached to answer it. She closed the laptop shut and watched him as he talked to whoever was on the other end. "Hey... Yeah. Well, that figures... As soon as I leave it comes in. Yeah, I know... Okay, I'll be there soon."
Brady turned the phone off and Chloe looked at him with a frown. "Be where soon?"
Brady stood from the couch with a sigh of frustration and nodded towards the door. "The office... We waited all day for this fax to come in, and then as soon as I leave, it comes. I've got to run back and sign it real quick. But, as soon as I'm done with that, you and I are going out somewhere really special."
Chloe stood and walked towards him with a smile, she considered herself a Broe fan, and as another Broe fan once said, all Broe fans were patient.. "Ohhhhh... Okay, I guess I can wait for you..."
She gripped the center of his tie with her thumb and forefinger, tipping her head upwards to give him a brief kiss. Brady smiled at her and nodded. "I'll be back as soon as I can..."
"Okay... Just come right in when you get back, I'll probably be up in my room. I think I want to change into something nicer."
"You look beautiful just like this. Don't change a thing."
Chloe smiled bashfully and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "You're very sweet, now get out."
Chloe pushed him towards the door, and waved him off. "Hurry back, I'm hungry..."
Brady chuckled and left the house, as she shut the door behind him. She went back into the living room and picked up her laptop to carry upstairs. She put it down on the desk in her room, and went to the closet to pick out an outfit for tonight. She grabbed an elegant black top that would expose a tasteful amount of cleavage, and a matching black skirt that hit right at her knees. Something sexy, but not revealing enough to be considered slutty.
She was about to walk into the adjoining bathroom with her clothes when she remembered something else she had to do. Chloe quickly plugged her computer in and logged on to the internet, making one last post to her favorite message board. She shut the laptop closed and went into the bathroom to get dressed and retouch her makeup.
She was still in the bathroom when Brady returned. He did as she said, letting himself in the front door and coming up the stairs to her room. He peeked around the slightly opened door but saw no sign of her.
"CHLOE! I'M BACK!"
Her voice came shouting through the bathroom door in reply. "I'm fixing my hair and makeup, I'll be out in a few minutes. Just make yourself comfortable!"
Brady slipped into her room and took a seat at her desk. He tried not to look at the black square laptop folded up in front of him, but their earlier conversation haunted him. In fact, he hadn't been able to get it out of his mind since he had left her house. He shifted his gaze around the room, but his curiosity got the best of him and he opened the computer up to look at the monitor.
She had left it on, and had also forgot to log off the internet. The browser was open and the first thing that Brady saw was a banner with pictures of Chloe and himself all over it. He saw their names on the page, as well as a word that didn't make much sense to him. One that he muttered quietly under his breath.
"Broe... What the hell is a Broe?"
He clicked on the first subject at the top of the screen, one that was marked with the tantalizing rating of 'NC-17'. It was posted by someone with the screenname of "MochaChipDiva" and Brady scrolled through it reading each word quickly until he came to the more interesting parts.
His eyebrows raised as he read each word and his skin began to tingle slightly. Whoever the author was seemed to have a talent for describing every inch of his body as well as Chloe's. Not to mention, each movement was written in such detail that it didn't leave anything to the imagination.
Brady had only imagined being with Chloe in this way a million times, but even his wildest fantasies couldn't come close to what he was reading on her computer screen. As he neared the all-important ending to the story, he felt his arousal grow, pressing against the material of his black pants.
"Oh Jesus... I can't believe this..."
Brady sat in shock as he came to the end of the story. He didn't know words could be so arousing, but this definitely had him riled up. Out of curiosity he clicked on the screenname of the author to see what kind of dirty mind would write something like this.
"No way... No way..."
He saw the person's profile in front of his eyes and shook his head in disbelief. It didn't seem real, but it was. Chloe's e-mail address was linked to the screenname "MochaChipDiva". His Diva had a dark side that she hadn't shown him, and it was definitely naughty.
He was so stunned that he didn't hear the bathroom door open just a few feet away. Chloe stepped out of the bathroom, her heart leaping in her chest when she saw Brady sitting at her computer.
"Brady! What the hell are you doing?"
Brady turned to look at her, his face locked in an expression of complete surprise. "Chloe... I -- It was -- The computer was on and online and I just -- I was curious. I didn't know that..."
Chloe chewed on her lower lip nervously, saying a silent prayer that he hadn't figured out her secret. "Didn't know what? What exactly did you not know?"
Brady sensed her fear and broke into a wide grin. "I didn't know -- I didn't know you were such a pervert."
"I'm not a pervert."
He looked at her doubtfully and pointed towards the screen. "Your screenname, Mocha Chip Diva... Yeah... I read your little story, Chloe, and I'm not even sure that's legal in most states. Or physically possible for that matter..."
"My -- my story? You READ my story?"
"So, you're not denying that it's yours?"
Chloe frowned at him in defeat. "No. I mean, I could try, but you always figure it out when I'm hiding something from you anyway. Yes, I wrote it. And, it's not the first one I've ever written either."
Brady shook his head in mock shame. "Chloe, Chloe, Chloe... I can't believe it. I didn't even know you thought like that, much less had the ability to express it in words."
"Neither did I. Sometimes I surprise myself... So... Did you like it?"
"I -- I guess so..."
Brady stood from his chair and walked towards her as Chloe continued frowning. "You guess so? First, you're a music critic and now you're a writing critic. What didn't you like about it?"
Brady put his hands on her waist and pulled her closer to him. "I liked it, Chloe. It was very well-written. I just have one question. How do you write something so well when you haven't experienced it in real life?"
"I guess I just have a really good imagination."
Brady leaned in to her, his lips only centimeters from hers and whispered. "Maybe I can give you something to inspire your next story."
He pressed his lips against hers tenderly, and Chloe parted her lips to allow him access to the curves of her mouth. Brady pulled her closer as he wrapped his arms around her, his tongue diving into her passionately. Chloe could feel his erection pressing against her and she got a brief moment of satisfaction knowing that it was her story that had caused his arousal. She didn't know exactly what Brady meant by his last sentence, but she found that she didn't really care. All she wanted was to make the fiction she wrote into a reality.
She ran her hands up his solid chest to slide his jacket off his shoulder as it dropped to the floor behind him. Brady moved from her ear to her neck and nibbled at it teasingly, causing a shiver to run up her spine. His lips returned to Chloe's mouth as her fingers nimbly loosened his tie and pulled it off, tossing it to the floor beside them. She wasted no time undoing the buttons on his shirt as Brady nibbled at her lower lip.
Chloe pulled his shirt open and ran her fingers over every inch of his bare skin. She broke off their kiss and grinned slightly, knowing that if the girls from the Broe message boards knew who she really was, they'd be screamingly jealous of her. Chloe slowly ran the tip of her tongue over the warm flesh of his neck down to his collarbone. She laid soft kisses down the middle of his chest, pausing to run her tongue over each nipple in a circle.
She moved back up to face him and slipped her fingers underneath the belt of his pants, turning him around so that the bed was behind him. Her other hand went to work slipping his shirt the rest of the way off, as her mouth planted kisses on his arms and shoulders. Her lips returned to his mouth as she slid the belt out of the buckle and began unzipping his dress pants.
Chloe slipped her hand underneath his pants and boxers, lightly running her fingers over his hard length. Brady jumped slightly, breaking off their kiss, and pushed himself further into her hand. She pushed his pants over his hips until they were pooled at his feet along with his boxers. Her hand made a circle around his erection and slowly stroked it, causing Brady to moan loudly.
She tilted her head up and whispered warmly in his ear. "Lay down."
Chloe kept her hand going as Brady kicked away his clothes and moved on to her bed, lying down with his head on the pillows. She lay beside him and continued stroking as Brady pushed her few stuffed animals off of the bed on to the floor. Chloe burrowed her face into his neck and nibbled at his bare flesh as she increased the speed of her stroking.
Brady broke the haze of his pleasure long enough to ask her a question. "Chloe... Your -- your parents..."
Chloe lifted her head and grinned wickedly at him. "They're not here. They went up to the lodge for the weekend."
She gave him a brief kiss on the lips and Brady moaned again before replying. "Well then, by all means, continue... please..."
Chloe giggled softly and made a line of kisses down the middle of his chest, scooting down the bed until her mouth was near his throbbing erection. She moved her hand around to gently massage his balls as she ran her tongue up and down his c*ck slowly. Her tongue teased him slowly for quite awhile until she slipped her lips around the tip and sucked at it gently.
Instinctively, Brady's hips pushed towards her, begging for more and Chloe willingly complied, taking more of his length into her mouth. She took as much of him in as she possibly could, sucking at him powerfully, easily bringing him close to his climax. Brady attempted frantically to stop her before it was too late, laying his hand on her shoulder, begging her to back off.
"Chloe... oh God... you -- you have to -- oh God -- YOU HAVE TO STOP!"
Chloe slid her mouth off of him in one luxurious stroke and slid back up the bed to face him, a slight grin tickling the corners of her mouth. Brady threw one arm over her and pulled her close for a brief kiss, his eyes still a little glazed from the pleasure that she had given him so far.
"Diva... Where did you learn how to do that?"
Chloe laughed sultrily and ran her fingers through his hair. "Some people are just naturally talented."
Brady ran his hand down her back and over her firm round bottom. "Chloe... I think one of us looks a little out of place right now."
Chloe leaned in and gave him a deep kiss, pausing to nibble on his lower lip before breaking away. "I think we should change that."
Brady wasted no time in running his hands underneath her shirt, pushing it up until it could be pulled over her head. Chloe laid on her back and Brady ran his fingers through her hair as he moved over her to nibble on her neck. One hand slid over her bare stomach to massage her breasts, alternating between them as his fingers pinched and rolled each nipple playfully.
His lips cut a path down her neck and collarbone towards her breasts, immediately drawing one nipple in between his lips. One hand slid down her body, and began roaming up her inner thigh underneath her skirt. His face was buried in her breasts and Chloe cried out with pleasure, already anticipating what was coming next. His fingers moved past her panties to slowly run over her already moist center.
She was slick with her own juices and Brady drove one finger into her slowly, then moments later added a second. He had one of her nipples in between his teeth as his fingers dived in and out of her furiously, driving her wild with lust. Chloe's fingers tugged at his blonde hair as she moved her hips in rhythm with each thrust of his fingers.
Brady abandoned her breasts, running the rough tip of his tongue down to her stomach as his spare hand unzipped her skirt. He took his fingers out of her to remove her skirt and panties in one quick motion, throwing them to the floor next to the bed. Her legs spread open as Brady moved in between them and began rubbing her clit with his thumb. His face dove in and began hungrily lapping at her moist folds.
Chloe screamed loud enough to shake the walls and clutched the material of the bedspread in her hand as Brady's tongue slid into her p*ssy. He buried his face in the warmth and sweetness at her, lapping at her hungrily as every inch of her skin was lit on fire. Brady ran his tongue up her slit and ran it over her tiny nub, as his fingers returned to their previous place inside her.
Chloe was rising quickly towards her climax, feeling like she was floating six feet over the bed as he continued. He lightly held her clit in between his teeth and sucked at it, causing a force of pleasure to come rushing at her as she hit her peak. Her entire body shuddered with pleasure, her moans loud and blissful as Brady continued licking at her.
"Oh God... Brady... Oh my God..."
Chloe was still riding out the waves of pleasure as Brady planted tiny kisses all over her sensitive areas. He slid back up the bed to face her and brushed a strand of hair off of her face with a smile.
"I love you, Chloe Lane..."
Chloe sighed as a peaceful smile filled her face. She draped her arm over Brady's back and pulled him close to her, still feeling her orgasm coursing through her veins. They had never gone this far, even though she had wanted to for quite a while. And she knew he wanted it just as much.
"I love you too Brady... I need you to make love to me. Please. I want you."
Brady kissed her neck and pulled her close to him, pausing to whisper in her ear, the warm air on her face igniting her passion again. "Are you sure?"
Chloe ran her hand over his back and tilted her head up to whisper her reply in Brady's ear. "Don't ask... You already know..."
She was right, he did already know. He knew that Chloe Lane never told someone to do something that she didn't want done. Brady had waited for months to hear her say it, and now he planned on wasting no more time.
Chloe spread her legs open as Brady slid on top of her smoothly. She wrapped her legs around him and urged him forward as he pressed the tip of his shaft at her opening. Chloe ran her fingers through his hair and then down his back, pulling him towards her, leaving little space between their two bodies.
He slid into her a little bit at a time, slowly filling her up, trying to get her used to the feel of him inside her. Her insides were as hot as fire, and Brady nearly climaxed with just the feel of her wrapped around his c*ck driving him crazy. It was like pure heaven on earth, and there was no other way to describe it.
Brady filled her up and Chloe screamed towards the heavens with pleasure. Brady Black was her match in every single way, and this moment just went to further prove that point. She held on to him tightly, digging her nails into his back as he began thrusting inside her. Each of his movements seemed to touch a different part of her, easily bringing her up the mountain towards her second orgasm.
He quickened his thrusts, his own peak nearing each time he drove into her. Chloe moved her hips to match his movements, pushing herself frantically towards release. They seemed to both hit their orgasms simultaneously. Chloe shuddered with pleasure beneath him, crying out loudly as Brady matched her cries with guttural moans of his own.
He continued moving inside her until he felt too weak to continue on and collapsed with a sigh. Brady slid out of her and rolled on to his back as Chloe snuggled up closely to him, intertwining her legs with his and wrapping one arm around his chest.
Neither of them could speak, neither of them needed to say a word. They were awash with a feeling that could only be described as perfection. Pure and utter bliss. They held on to each other like that for an immeasurable amount of time, and Chloe felt so peaceful that she had begun to drift off to sleep.
Brady finally swam out of the daze he was in to kiss her on the forehead. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled weakly at him as he spoke softly to her. "Hey Diva... I've got to ask you something..."
Chloe raised her eyebrows and looked at him curiously. "What? What is it?"
"Well, I was wondering... What's a -- ?"
Brady paused and his blue eyes went wide with understanding, answering his question before he finished asking it. He laughed softly and rolled his eyes as he explained to her. "Nevermind, I get it."
"Get what?"
Brady laughed again and kissed the tip of her nose. "I was going to ask you what a Broe is. But, now I know... Brady plus Chloe equals Broe. Very clever."
Chloe began laughing hysterically and laid her head on his shoulder. "Yes, it is clever..."
"So, did you get any inspiration for your next piece of work?"
Chloe laughed and tipped her head up to kiss him on the cheek. "Well, I don't know... We may have to do it again, just so I can really get all the details just right."
Brady held her close and smiled at her last sentence. "Well, for the sake of your writing... I guess so..."
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This one is dedicated to all of the wonderful smut writers whose stuff I adore. :) Who knew that Chloe could be one of us? ;)
Secondly, it's dedicated to the smut readers. Because, quite frankly, without you guys -- there is no point to writing this.
The excerpt that Chloe reads him is one of mine. It's much easier to steal from yourself than from someone else. ;)