If you are sensitive to graphic scenes and what not, than this probably isn't what you want to read.
In this Luke Hemmings fan fiction, Ashley Benson plays Sophia Fletcher, who is married to her husband Brandon Fletcher (Adam Levine). Sophia is 23 and Brandon is 24. He proposed to Sophia at her senior prom, they got married a few months after Sophia's high school graduation. The story takes place in Manhattan, New York. If anything ever doesn't make sense or you have any concerns, questions, or you notice any mistakes, please do not hesitate to let me know in the comment section below. I love all of you guys because you're all awesome and beautiful in your own way.
"Brandon I'm nervous." Sophia said. She paced back and forth through the empty kitchen.
"Why?" He asked.
"Because, you know we're moving SO far away from home, and the time difference! They're 16 hours ahead of us! How am I suppose to adapt to that?! IT'S ALREADY SUNDAY THERE! When we leave, it'll be Monday here and there, but once we land it'll be like Tuesday! No, Wednesday!" Sophia started to tense up, she couldn't get over how far she'd be from home. Brandon walked up to her and hugged her. She's only moved once in her entire life, and the one move was moving into the home that she was leaving the next day.
"It'll be okay." Brandon said. He kissed her on the forehead and grabbed a bottle of wine out of the fridge. He gave her a reassuring smile and raised the bottle and opener higher.
"Okay." Sophia said. Brandon opened the red wine and poured an equal amount in two glasses. He handed one to her.
"To a new start!" He said.
"To a new start." She said back, they clanked glasses and she took a sip. Sophia sat on the couch in the living room. She thought about how different everything will be. Especially how lonely she'll be in the new house. The only reason they're moving is because Brandon found a new job as a house entrepreneur. She was happy for him, but she felt like it wasn't any good for herself. What was she going to do in a big and new house? Sit and knit? She won't be able to go out and shop, she won't have any best friends to go with. She won't be able to go out to any clubs and drink, her husband will be too tired and will have to get up early in the morning. And to add to that, she can't even remember the exact day that they last had sex. Brandon's always 'busy' with work here, so she can't even imagine how sexually frustrated she'll be in Australia. She's had the deepest temptations to buy herself toys, but she would have no where to hide them. Sophia nor Brandon have 'person spaces'. Whenever Sophia tries to get Brandon going, he always replies with the same things. 'Not right now honey', 'I'm so tired right now babe', 'I had a really long day at work', 'I'm sorry but I'm just not in the mood'. She's spend hours crying over how much she just wants the simplest thing, so she thought to herself that tonight was the night.
"Brandon...." Sophia said. She looked in the kitchen and he wasn't there. She walked into her bedroom and saw the bathroom door was closed. She walked up to door and put her head against the door, he was in the shower. Sophia grinned and knew exactly what she wanted and was going to do. She got undressed and put on her robe. She walked in quietly and leaned against the counter. She watched him as he stood with his eyes closed, stroking his length.
"Hi honey." She said with a smile. Brandon jumped a little and turned his head.
"What are you doing in here?" He said, his cheeks turned red.
"Oh, I just thought I'd join you..." She said, she untied her robe and let it fall to the ground, Brandon bit his lip and opened the glass slider for her. She walked in and let the warm water wash over her. She looked at Brandon as he started to pump himself again. She stopped him and started to kiss his collar bones and went up his neck and jawline. Soon Brandon held Sophia close to him as she started to kiss Brandon. He pushed her against the wall and started to rub her clit, causing her to moan softly. "Brandon, when's the last time we had sex?" She asked as her chest heaved up and down.
"I honestly don't know..." He said.
"Let's stop the teasing and be serious adults...." She said as she held Brandon's hand.
"Can we try something new?" He asked.
"Like what?" Brandon turned the water off, got out and dried off.
"How about, we take some shots, play some beer pong, and have some fun like when we were in high school. Maybe we can order some pizza after I make you scream my name. But only if I'm not shit face drunk." He winked as he walked out to get his clothes.
"We'll see if you do that well." Sophia teased. She got dressed again and dried her hair. She was so excited that he was actually agreeing to having sex for the first time in forever. Brandon plugged his Iphone into the speakers and started some music.
"This," Brandon said as he dug through their alcohol, "is our party." He took out a bottle of liqueur 43 from the cabinet, and heavy whipping cream from the fridge. He made two shots of the two things. "I'm gonna have to edit how much alcohol there will be left over for the house on the sale page..." Brandon said. "Your little beer." He said as he handed Sophia a shot glass, they both cheered and took the shot.
"I haven't had one of these in a long ass time!" Sophia said. Brandon smirked at her enthusiasm. As Brandon poured beer into different cups Sophia realized her least favorite song came on.
"How do you have this crap on your phone?" Sophia asked.
"Hey! 5 Seconds of Summer, is not crap!" Sophia rolled her eyes.
"Come on, you can't tell me you really think they aren't good."
"I'm sorry but I'm not into boy bands."
"They aren't a boy band though!" Brandon argued.
"It's kinda cute how you're defending them..." She teased.
"Besides, if you don't like boy bands than why do you have Four in your car?" Sophia knew for a fact she did have a copy of One Direction's Four in her car. It was her secret.
"No I don't." Brandon walked away and came back with a Four CD.
"I don't know, your CD." My CD, she thought.
"I don't own it, I own 5 Seconds of Summers album."
"Brandon are you gay?"
"HA HA, you're funny, but no. If I was I wouldn't want to fuck you senseless on this kitchen table."
"Damn, look at you getting straight to the point and shit." Sophia looked into Brandon's eyes. They were filled with lust and anger.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. You are not going to have sex with me if you're angry!" Brandon's shoulders dropped and he looked at her with an apologetic grin.
"Good enough." She said.