|ahaw9913 (ahaw9913) wrote in qaf_drabbles,|
@ 2010-01-17 22:42:00
|Entry tags:||author: ahaw9913, challenge #144: four words|
Challenge #144: four words
Title: He Needs
Prompt: burn, ease, glass, rug
Author’s Note: Many thanks to etextraordinary for the beta. This triple drabble is written for my wonderful friend suze_y. Just because.
And all three condoms go to: Emmett Honeycutt
I’ve had knots in my stomach since his call. Now, passing through the bedroom, seeing his clothes strewn about, those knots tighten. Yet, my dick is rock hard.
There is no question that I can have Brian whenever I want him. But, it is still rare that he needs this from me enough to ask for it.
The bathroom is so steamy; I can barely see him through the glass door. Leaving my clothes piled on the bathroom rug, I ease under the water. It feels hot enough to burn, and I press my chest to his back.
“What did she…?”
“What? I just…”
I do a shitty job of drying us, so we’re dripping on the rug, but Brian doesn’t say a word, just lets me ease him back on the pillows. I set about taking that shattered-glass look out of his eyes, showing him with every kiss and touch that I’ll take care of him.
Then, when he’s desperate and moaning “Justin” with every breath, I lick my way to his ear and whisper, “we might burn in hell, but it’ll be heaven ‘til we get there” and push inside him.
Brian has an ease about him this morning that’s unexpected, and I wonder if I’ll ever know what happened yesterday, or if it’s best to just let it go.
His bare feet, no longer muffled by the rug, make a “slap slap” as he strolls into the kitchen. He pours a glass of juice, grabs a handful of my ass, kisses my neck, and says, “Don’t burn the bacon” into my ear, before sitting at the island.
I glance at him, curious; he sighs and starts talking. “So, after Claire called…”
I watch the bacon carefully so it doesn’t burn.