Ny (not_yet_defined) wrote in qaf_drabbles, @ 2008-09-14 20:32:00 |
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Entry tags: | author: not_yet_defined, challenge #83: toppy justin |
Challenge #83: toppy!justin - Top Ten
Title: Top Ten
Author: not_yet_defined
A/N: Cause outlander asked so nicely.
Condoms: 5 to Emmett *runs and hides and hopes tweedy forgives me*
Justin pressed Brian's body up against the loft door with his own. His hands clumsily unbuttoning their way down Brian's shirt, his mouth leaving sloppy kisses down his chest.
"I"m going to rim your ass," he growled over Brian's left nipple as his hands continued to fumble with the buttons, "and fuck your tight little hole all night long."
Suddenly he stepped back, staring at Brian's shirt in confusion, it seemed to be buttoning itself back up.
"Christ your drunk," Brian slurred back with a smirk.
"Still gonna fuck you," Justin mumbled, pushing Brian's shirt up over his head.
...
Brian's shirt fell to the floor. He pushed Justin off of him long enough to turn and open the loft door.
As he punched in the security code, he pondered the wisdom of letting Justin anywhere near his ass in his current state.
But after fucking up the code for the second time, due to the distraction of a wet tongue sliding along his crack, not because he'd had a few drinks, thank you very much, and felt a spit-slicked finger gliding over his hole, he decided getting fucked suited his mood just fine and he would take his chances.
...
But not on the floor. In front of the open door. He wasn't that fucking drunk. He reached down and hauled the horny blond back to his feet.
"Bed."
Justin nodded, throwing his clothes haphazardly around the loft as he made his way into the bedroom and on to the bed.
Brian sprawled on his stomach next to Justin and bunched a pillow under his head.
"Have at it, Sunshine," was on the tip of his tongue, but Justin was already settled between his legs and nipping at his left cheek, so it seemed unnecessary to encourage the lad further.
...
Justin's warm tongue softly circled his hole, before teasingly moving away and laving the spot just behind his balls.
He moved back over his hole, he felt the slightest nudge against the opening as just the tip of his tongue pushed inside. The frenetic desire of moments before, gone.
It was tender, gentle, and so fucking good that Brian could feel his weight relaxing into the mattress below.
Brian jerked awake, shifting his thigh out from the heavy object pressing against it. Groggily he looked back over his shouler, rolling his eyes to see it was Justin. Sound asleep, mid-rim.
...
Brian poked him with his foot, laughing when Justin shot up with a confused look on his face.
"Well, that was one of our top ten for sure...I think you drooled on my thigh."
"Fuck off," Justin muttered, dropping down on to his pillow, already half-way back to sleep.
Brian leaned over, whispering against his neck, "I thought you were going to fuck me all night?" his tone only slightly mocking.
Justin reached behind, patting Brian on the head, "Tell you what, if you are good boy, and forget this ever happened, I'll let you fuck me all morning."