Brian pinched the bridge of his nose and shifted in his chair. “Fine, you can stay." He glared at Justin. "But last night, that was a one time thing. Understood?”
Justin gave a very small smile, and blinked. Slowly. "Absolutely."
Three Months Later.
Brian lay on his back in bed, staring at the distant ceiling of his flawlessly designed and decorated loft. Justin was almost asleep next to him, his body flushed and boneless after hours of amazing sex.
Brian leaned up on his elbow, and glared at the blond. "I mean it. This was absolutely the last time."
Justin opened one eye, blinked, and smiled sleepily. "Absolutely," he agreed.