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furribootsTitle: Say the Word
Three: Complications
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Brian/Justin
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furribootsDisclaimer: Not mine.
An: AU in the style of pretty woman
Okay,
litlemspowerful is really busy lately so I'm going on with this, mainly because Say the word: Advantageous by jans_intentions
Say the Word: Irreversible by jans_intentions.
Say the Word: Cherry Blossom by Litlemspowerful.
Hands flat on the wall. Good boy.
"Still with me, Justin?"
Justin smiled at his boyfriend Ben, legs wrapped around his hips as they lay in bed together on a lazy Saturday morning.
"What were you thinking about? You were out late last night..."
Justin pushed back Ben's rumpled hair, nuzzling his face against Ben's. "I went to a party with that new client I told you about."
Ben frowned. "I hate you playing escort to rich men."
"Brian's not so bad."
"Brian? You've never mentioned one by name before." Ben kissed Justin, reaching down to finger him. "Should I be jealous?"
"Anyone could find us here, Brian!"
Brain gently pulled down Justin's pants and boxers. He was kneeling on the floor, facing Justin. Justin's hands were obediently flat on the wall. He could hear party guests through the thin walls.
"You don't want me to stop," Brian said, finger dragging down Justin's spine so he shivered before circling Justin's dimple. His lips brushed the tip of Justin's prick. "You love that someone could find us like this, see you for the slut you are..."
Justin's head fell back as Brian sucked his cock the same moment his finger pressed--
"I said..." He huffed. "My rules."
"No penetration." Brian probed him oh-so-deftly so that Justin gasped at the sensation. He was on the verge of coming. Already. "Is that what you want?"
"I...no."
"Tell me what you want."
"I want. Inside." Just this once, Justin told himself.
Justin cried out, bare-assed, shamelessly being sucked and fingered by his client in a linen closet.
"On your stomach, beautiful," Ben coached.
Justin shoved away thoughts of Brian. Brian was work, Ben was Justin's lover...
Justin turned over, anticipating, Ben having taken his usual care in stretching Justin.
He sighed as Ben filled him, reaching back to clutch Ben's muscular thigh as he stiffened with the familiar burn of accommodating Ben's large size. Ben rocked gently inside him, easing him.
"I love you inside me," Justin whispered.
...
Heart pounding, Justin knocked on Brian's office door Monday morning before pushing it open.
Brian glanced up from his computer, wearing a black silk turtle neck and pants, which set off his glossy brown hair, olive skin, and dark whiskey eyes.
He looked...
Justin swallowed, rubbing his damp palms on his pants. Just business.
"I got your message," Justin rasped.
Brian reached for an envelope and tossed it to Justin. "Thanks for coming. A little something for your trouble."
Justin flushed when he glimpsed the money. He hated this part. "What's your pleasure?" he asked, keeping his face neutral.
"A proposal," Brian said, leaning back lazily in his desk chair. "I'm a busy man. The next few months I'll be working on a killer project around the clock during the week."
Justin waited and Brian raised a brow, seeming to appreciate Justin's composure.
"I won't have time to hit the clubs, so I need a paid fuck. Someone to service me on weekends, day or night."
"I told you, I don't--"
"Don't fuck your clients, I know." Brian shrugged. "I did some investigating and discovered that your mother died a year ago, after which you moved out of the family home. A few months later, your sister Molly moved in with you."
Brian climbed to his feet, walked to a trolley and poured himself a glass of water. "I'll pay for your school and support you and your sister if you become my companion on weekends."
"Brian...I have a boyfriend."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
Justin blinked. "I've never...been with anyone else."
Brian put his glass down gently and walked over to Justin. "Do you love him?"
"Yes."
Soft, "If I touched you right now..."
"Don't touch." Justin closed his eyes. "I'll come if you--"
"Keep the boyfriend. Let me have you weekends." Brian rested his forehead against Justin's. "Take the deal."
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TBC
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