|frantic_quest (frantic_quest) wrote in qaf_drabbles,|
@ 2011-10-25 18:41:00
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|Entry tags:||author: frantic_quest|
Challenge #209: Halloween
Title: Pretty Scary Boys and Ghouls: A B/J Halloween Drabble Series
Author's Note: In response to happier_bunny's request for a B/J Halloween Drabble Series over at qaf_bunnies. Post-513??? Maybe next year.
And the Condom Goes to: 5 for leather!Teddy
“Trick or treat, twat.” Brian smirked as Justin opened Deb’s door on Halloween night.
“Candy apple?” Justin offered, waving the treat in Brian’s direction.
“Get that shit away from me.” Brian batted the apple aside, grabbing Justin instead. “Get back to me if you decide to candy your ass, though.”
“I thought you were going Babylon’s Boo Ball.” Justin asked casually, eyes never leaving Brian’s face.
“Yeah well, I got bored.” Brian grumbled, stalking to the stairs. “I thought you were out happily haunting with your hag.”
“That’s kid stuff.” Justin answered smugly. “I’m into more adult games this year.”
“Trick or treat.” Justin closed Brian’s office door, shaking slightly, pale as a Halloween ghost.
“Justin!” Brian shot up from his desk in surprise, quickly engulfing his boy in a comforting hug. “How the fuck did you get here?”
“I took the bus.” Justin answered, breathing in Brian’s scent gratefully. “Then walked the rest.”
“You should have told me.” Brian scolded, pushing back a step to examine Justin’s face carefully. “I would have met you at the bus stop.”
“I know.” Justin leaned in, kissing Brian deeply. “But I’m tired of being afraid. Now, give me my treat.”
“Trick or treat.” Brian called as he entered the diner, a clown-costumed Gus held firmly in his arms.
“Brian.” Justin acknowledged his ex-non-boyfriend, before a smile lit up his face when he saw Gus waving excitedly. “Happy Halloween, buddy!” He scooped up some candy, placing it in Gus’s pumpkin bucket.
“Skittles?” Brian snorted sarcastically. “That’s too gay even for this joint.”
Justin shot him an amused glance, quickly looking away when Brian’s gaze met his intently.
“Bringing the ghoulfriend to Babylon later?” Brian asked innocently.
“He’s got a gig.” Justin yawned. “And I’m beat.”
“Ah, the joys of domestic damnation.”
“Trick or treat.” Justin smiled hungrily as Brian slid open the loft door.
Brian leered appreciatively, before stepping back to let his boy enter. “Sadly, no tricks in sight, but the likelihood of a treat just increased nicely.”
He ran a familiar hand across Justin’s hips, clad in tight leather pants, stopping to dip inside the waistband to fondle Justin’s cock.
“Step into my parlor, Sunshine.” Brian invited smoothly, bending over to lick at the hennaed dragon tattoo that stretched sinuously across Justin’s chest. “I’ve got some new toys for you.”
Justin arched his back and moaned.
“Happy Fucking Halloween.”
“Trick or treat, Sunshine.” Justin gaped in disbelief at Brian, who leaned against the doorway of his California apartment, looking hot as hell in his Armani suit.
“Oh my God!” Justin laughed, dragging Brian inside. “I cannot believe you are here.”
“I’m mixing business and pleasure,” Brian explained, slipping his tongue in Justin’s mouth. “And in your case, pleasure is my business.”
Justin pushed him eagerly onto the bed, hands busy re-discovering favorite body parts, moans and groans befitting the holiday filling the air.
Sharing a post-coital smoke, Justin whispered, “Thanks for coming.”
Brian added with a kiss, “And staying.”