The continued butchering of Cullan's name is fabulous.
He spoke slowly and clearly. "You are not putting any more pictures of my ass in your ad campaigns. No matter how good the cause. No matter how educational."
"Even," Brian said, gazing deeply into Justin's eyes, "if it will save lives?"
Justin swallowed. Justin frowned. Justin actually scowled. "Brian. I admit I have a great ass. But it's not capable of beating back death."
Brian put his hands on either side of Justin's face, and gazed at him. "Don't sell yourself short, Justin."
*grins* perfect Brian/Justin exchange!
"They have no idea who you are. Or me. I don't think they know what MRSA is, and I'm not quite sure they knew what we were doing in these photos."
Bwahaha!
Brian watched the flickering light from the computer on Justin's face. He watched Justin's teeth nipping at his lip. He watched Justin's tongue peek out, just the tip, and then his lips part.
He watched Justin shift in his seat. And finally, he watched Justin lift his eyes to look at him. "Wow."
Brian smiled. "And you thought your ass couldn't beat back death."
Uh huh, see themselves as we do.
"One more thing, Theodore."
And perfect ending!! This was great!
umm, luce, Xie, or ... I forget which authors wrote fics