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09 January 2012 @ 06:20 pm
QAF 309 - WIP  
"Fine! Take Justin with you!" Was the line in the show that sparked this. They never really show what Justin felt about Brian's ambitions.

I feel I should say now, it sort of bothers me how much Michael is demonized by some Brian/Justin fans. I always felt that he managed by give up on having Brian by the end of the first season. And as for the fifth season, I'm actually on Michael's side, for the most part; I have a friend who is refusing to grow up, so I get how he's feeling (although, my own best friend is much worse than Brian was.)

Anyway, this doesn't actually have Michael in it. This wasn't finished because I wasn't sure how to translate all my thoughts into words, and I wasn't sure how to make the segue into the confrontation scene.

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He's got Justin spread out on the table in the nearly dark art department, the only light coming from the table below them and the boards behind him. Damn if this isn't near the very top of high-risk situations Brian's allowed himself to get in, because it's one thing to fuck in his own office, where he and the cleaning staff are the only ones with the key, and something completely different to do it here. Which is why, instead of undressing Justin, the way Brian would love, both of them have their trousers pulled down just enough, and Justin's shirt and sweater are rucked up under his armpits.

He shouldn't be doing this, but Justin is smiling up at him, and is hot around him, and the light from the table makes his hair into small gold halo. It's late, too, so they're alone, and it's not as if they're in the conference room—the corner one with the big windows, although Brian wouldn't wonder if that's one of Justin's new fantasies, too, to be fucked against the windows, with the chance of anyone seeing—so he can justify Justin's trouser-clad knees over his shoulders as Brian pounds into his ass.

Brian has always been very good at justifying sex.

He reaches over just in time to grab a tissue out of the packet Justin's taken to carrying around with him—wonder why—before Justin comes all over himself. Normally, Brian would love to watch it, but they have clothes to consider today. A few thrusts later, and he's burying himself into the blonde and coming into the condom.

He leans forward, and lightly leans his forehead against Justin's, both of them breathing heavily and staring into each others' eyes.

They hear the maintenance guy coming down the hallway, though, the wheels of his cart squeaking and tinny music coming from headphones, and they quickly separate, Brian pulling and tying off the condom, while Justin pulls down his shirt, and both of them pulling up their pants. The tie feels even more like a noose after having fucked Justin like that, and Brian buttons up his cuffs prior to donning his jacket, no matter how hot and itchy it seems at the moment; he has sweat-stains to hide.

He glances over at Justin, and he suddenly realizes that the blonde currently has The Look on his face. It's not a regretful look, not quite, although he almost wonders. But Brian has seen it before, so often during the end of their last run, that he feels a sudden constriction of fear in his chest. It might be a little sadness but he thinks it must be discontent.

Whatever it is, it's not the look of someone who just got fucked silly across the table at work.

Brian opens his mouth to talk, but before he can, the door opens and the maintenance guy walks in. The man pauses for a moment in surprise, and starts to back out.

“You can come in,” Brian says. “We just finished. Right, Taylor?”

“Yeah.” Justin's reply outwardly enthusiastic, but there are those undertones.


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aaa_mazing: pretendingaaa_mazing on January 10th, 2012 10:14 am (UTC)
I am your beta today: it's 'blond' not 'blonde'.
It's gorgeous! But... if you don't post it somewhere else - I'll do it. Try me! People HAVE TO read it. You write out (?) the most IC B/J. If you don't want me stating it on my LJ, post it outside yours.
Sorry if I'm too insistent.
MissTeacakes: oopsmissteacakes on January 10th, 2012 12:49 pm (UTC)
I was going to correct you on that one--certain words have an American and a British spelling--but holy shit! We have discovered probably the only adjective in English that has gender! (I'm glad I looked it up to confirm before I said anything.)

I'm actually working on finishing the other one right now. I think you should give me a deadline of like...a week. (You and your ultimatums...!)
aaa_mazingaaa_mazing on January 12th, 2012 01:18 am (UTC)
'Blond' and 'blonde', I know why? Because I was poked in a comment to my very first fic. It said, "J.Talor is a blond, M.Monroe is a blonde".

A week? Okay, you have it.:) (Me and my ultimatums...!)
ebo_loves_bkebo_loves_bk on January 13th, 2012 01:56 pm (UTC)
lovely! did/will you continue this?
MissTeacakes: amazingmissteacakes on January 13th, 2012 02:06 pm (UTC)
Yup. It'll probably be a few days, since I'm still working, but I'll most definitely finish it.