Oh such yumminess! All of it. Brian's actions, his inability to keep away, how Justin's various smells render him senseless and put him on primitive auto-pilot. The sex was sexy - thank you. The narrow bed. Mmm.

These were some of my favorites:


The key's still there and Brian is sure that the only reason Deb's never been robbed is because anyone who breaks in immediately turns tail and runs as soon as they lay eyes on all that the house has to offer.

Justin's asleep, and the only part of him that's visible is a shock of blond hair at one end and a foot at the other. Everything else is effectively buried in a cocoon of covers.

The sheets are scratchy, the mattress is lumpy and there's only one pillow, but those thoughts vanish almost before they form as Brian finds himself with an armful of sleepy, warm teenager.

Putting this one in memories, Ellen.