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Brian Kinney (b_kinney) wrote in omega_reality,

Re: John/Brian
This was as close to heaven as you could get. Sex all around them, the vibrations from the music reverberating in the room, total and absolute surrender to pleasure, uncaring of the moralists outside. To top it all, he was fucking a boy, a man who'd managed to get under his skin and into life, making him care in ways he didn't know possible, making him feel so much that it hurt, and he'd pulled back, forgetting his own simple rules. No excuse, no apologies, no regrets. He was not going to regret giving this up to protect himself.

"Love you, too. More than I've loved anyone in my life." There had been a plan, words meant to keep the fantasy alive, but they seemed secondary. "This... So much better than watching you with someone else. They're watching us, they see a gorgeous man being fucked, displayed, thinking maybe next time, it'll be them, just got to find the right night, but they don't know they'll never get that chance, because you're mine. I'm the only one who's been inside you, like this, not because I've asked you or made you, but because you want to. Jesus, John, I... how do you not know how much I want you?"

Fuck this, fuck the fantasies, fuck these fuckers who wanted a show while getting their dicks sucked. Brian didn't give a shit about any of them. This was about him and John. He kept one arm around John and spun them around. "Hands on the wall, Gorgeous. I don't want to hurt you." He laced the fingers of one hand with John's while he fisted his lover with the other. He began stroking him faster as he fucked him, putting weeks of isolation to an end with each snap of his hips.