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wouldbedorothy) wrote2009-02-06 10:17 pm
wouldbedorothy) wrote2009-02-06 10:17 pm
Entry tags:
privileges, brian/justin
Title: Privileges
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wouldbedorothy (AHS)
Pairing: Brian/Justin (QAF-US)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Justin POV, set 108. Brian does something shocking in bed. 800 words.
Disclaimer: Not my *sigh* characters.
Privileges
by AHS
Fuck… I have to go to the bathroom.
I don’t want to get up. I can’t, not now. This is too important.
Brian’s let me stay the night a few times. The excuse, ever since the first night, is always that we’re so fucked out… he fucks me and we come so hard, usually more than once… that we just fall asleep. The next morning, when we wake up, I look at him… hopefully not too embarrassingly adoringly. He blinks… and shrugs. Lets me blow him in the shower, pours me a glass of juice, and tells me to run off to school or home to mommy. Then ends up driving me, acting annoyed at having to give me a ride, when he could totally make me take the bus. I smile a little too much all that day, but no one but Daph really notices the difference. I know not to mention my occasional sleepover privileges to the guys - Michael especially - and I know I will get to keep them.
But our sleep tends to be just… sleep. I mean, I don’t try to press my luck with cuddling or anything. Even if we pass out with him on top of me, at some point, he rolls away and claims his own space. And I pretty much keep to my own space. Okay, my body might gravitate towards his warmth a little, which is only natural, but I sleep like the dead. I don’t kick around, steal the covers too much, so… I keep my tenuous privileges.
Something about this time was different from the start. It was me in my space and Brian in his, but… this was the first time we’d gone to bed together without sex first. And, okay, technically we didn’t go together. I snuck away from the sofa and into bed after him. But he let me. He turned over all casual, like he didn’t know I was there, but there’s no way he didn’t feel me climb in beside him. And he pulled the covers over us and let me stay. And even as tired as I was after all the drama with my dad, I couldn’t sleep. I was completely aware of him, more than ever before.
I could hear his breathing, slightly off, slightly pained because of his ribs. Not fully asleep yet, but close. And I was afraid to move at all, even breathe too hard. My position was making my left arm go numb, but I didn’t move. I didn’t want to mess up his sleep. I didn’t… I don’t want to cause him any more trouble than I already have. I still can’t believe my dad could do that… hurt anyone like that. But it wasn’t anyone. It was the man I love.
Sometimes when I think about how much I love Brian, everything else goes away. And I laid there next to him, thinking about it, and I forgot about the pins and needles in my arm. Until he moved… rolled slightly towards me, off his side, onto his back. And I took the opportunity to shift simultaneously, freeing my trapped limb. Not more than a minute went by before… I felt…
Brian’s hand covering mine. His fingers sliding around and between mine, loosely gripping.
I snuck a glance at his profile. His eyes were closed, his features relaxed. His breathing had evened out. Definitely asleep.
Brian Kinney was - and is, still - holding my hand in his sleep.
I remember a couple of fucks ago, after I got my nipple pierced, our fingers tangling during. Not even tangling. Brian fucking grabbed for my hand, like he needed the connection, that extra contact. That was the first time that had happened, and even as out of my mind with ecstasy as I was from his cock jabbing my prostate again and again, the meaning in that action still hit me. Now this…
My thumb lightly brushes over his thumb and it’s making me hard. Well, that and the memory of the nipple ring fuck. The thought of moving our joined hands to my dick flashes through my head, but just for a second. This is… too special. It’s completely… innocent, and that’s the best part. It’s, like… the greatest proof I’ve had so far. I’ve always believed, had hope, but now I know.
Brian really is falling in love with me.
I savor the comforting weight of his fingers now, because I realize I will have to let go before the morning. If Brian wakes up to my hand in his, he won’t shrug it off. Such a simple thing, but it would shut him down. I know it. I know him. I’d lose my privileges.
…His secret’s safe with me.
Author:
wouldbedorothy (AHS)Pairing: Brian/Justin (QAF-US)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Justin POV, set 108. Brian does something shocking in bed. 800 words.
Disclaimer: Not my *sigh* characters.
Privileges
by AHS
Fuck… I have to go to the bathroom.
I don’t want to get up. I can’t, not now. This is too important.
Brian’s let me stay the night a few times. The excuse, ever since the first night, is always that we’re so fucked out… he fucks me and we come so hard, usually more than once… that we just fall asleep. The next morning, when we wake up, I look at him… hopefully not too embarrassingly adoringly. He blinks… and shrugs. Lets me blow him in the shower, pours me a glass of juice, and tells me to run off to school or home to mommy. Then ends up driving me, acting annoyed at having to give me a ride, when he could totally make me take the bus. I smile a little too much all that day, but no one but Daph really notices the difference. I know not to mention my occasional sleepover privileges to the guys - Michael especially - and I know I will get to keep them.
But our sleep tends to be just… sleep. I mean, I don’t try to press my luck with cuddling or anything. Even if we pass out with him on top of me, at some point, he rolls away and claims his own space. And I pretty much keep to my own space. Okay, my body might gravitate towards his warmth a little, which is only natural, but I sleep like the dead. I don’t kick around, steal the covers too much, so… I keep my tenuous privileges.
Something about this time was different from the start. It was me in my space and Brian in his, but… this was the first time we’d gone to bed together without sex first. And, okay, technically we didn’t go together. I snuck away from the sofa and into bed after him. But he let me. He turned over all casual, like he didn’t know I was there, but there’s no way he didn’t feel me climb in beside him. And he pulled the covers over us and let me stay. And even as tired as I was after all the drama with my dad, I couldn’t sleep. I was completely aware of him, more than ever before.
I could hear his breathing, slightly off, slightly pained because of his ribs. Not fully asleep yet, but close. And I was afraid to move at all, even breathe too hard. My position was making my left arm go numb, but I didn’t move. I didn’t want to mess up his sleep. I didn’t… I don’t want to cause him any more trouble than I already have. I still can’t believe my dad could do that… hurt anyone like that. But it wasn’t anyone. It was the man I love.
Sometimes when I think about how much I love Brian, everything else goes away. And I laid there next to him, thinking about it, and I forgot about the pins and needles in my arm. Until he moved… rolled slightly towards me, off his side, onto his back. And I took the opportunity to shift simultaneously, freeing my trapped limb. Not more than a minute went by before… I felt…
Brian’s hand covering mine. His fingers sliding around and between mine, loosely gripping.
I snuck a glance at his profile. His eyes were closed, his features relaxed. His breathing had evened out. Definitely asleep.
Brian Kinney was - and is, still - holding my hand in his sleep.
I remember a couple of fucks ago, after I got my nipple pierced, our fingers tangling during. Not even tangling. Brian fucking grabbed for my hand, like he needed the connection, that extra contact. That was the first time that had happened, and even as out of my mind with ecstasy as I was from his cock jabbing my prostate again and again, the meaning in that action still hit me. Now this…
My thumb lightly brushes over his thumb and it’s making me hard. Well, that and the memory of the nipple ring fuck. The thought of moving our joined hands to my dick flashes through my head, but just for a second. This is… too special. It’s completely… innocent, and that’s the best part. It’s, like… the greatest proof I’ve had so far. I’ve always believed, had hope, but now I know.
Brian really is falling in love with me.
I savor the comforting weight of his fingers now, because I realize I will have to let go before the morning. If Brian wakes up to my hand in his, he won’t shrug it off. Such a simple thing, but it would shut him down. I know it. I know him. I’d lose my privileges.
…His secret’s safe with me.
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Thanks for the "aww"! :)
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And Justin's voice was so in character. I loved it very much.
Thanks for sharing.
Susanne
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Lovely glimpse into my favorite couple.
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*hearts you*
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I do love them so and I like your writing.
Don't tell me it's not all about me.
bawhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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Thank you.
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Always happy to find out something doesn't suck, lol. Thank you!
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Thanks hon!
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Thank you, April! As always it was a great pleasure to read.
Conny xx
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Thanks for sharing.
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So true :) Thanks, Kari!
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Was fantastic and as sweet as the "first" Justin
*hugs*
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Thank you! *hugs back*
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Thank you!
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but really this is wonderful.
Kat is such a later-day writer. I hear about all the later dramas but not as much about the beginnings. you're a beginings girl. it's nice to have something different.
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that has always been one of my favorite scenes - apart from the hotness of the nipple-fuck :) - I think it's one of their most intimate moments together... and of course you did a fabulous job in making it even more special!!
mwah!!!
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hehehe I knoooow, nippleringfuckhands ;););) Thanks, doll!
This was one of two recent ficlets inspired by Daniel, though, lol... want to guess the other?
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and i like them very much
this one is so sweet too ^^
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Awww, I love how well Justin already knows Brian. And how protective he is of Brian's comfort zone--so he could keep that lovely balance they have going.
There is such a secret feeling to this fic like we are hiding out in the loft as some special guest hidden in the quiet of the night. <3
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Wondered where you went! Lol, probably nowhere, but my LJ has been wiggy for a couple of weeks and is sending me notifications of comments either several days late or not at all. Just got this!
Thank you!
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All I can say is I really love your writing and miss your stories. I'm very lucky to have so much to devour, girl!
xo
JoAnne :)
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I just found your journal and started reading your stories.
This is So sweet!! ♥♥