SNOWED IN Title: Snowed In Written By:etextraordinary Timeline: Between 308 and 309 Author's Notes: What happens between the agreement in Brian’s office at the end of 308 and the infamous ChaCha scene at the beginning of 309? Mostly just a PWP; with a hint of plot as seasoning. Thank you to the amazing ahaw9913 for her beta skills! And to _alicesprings for hosting the challenge!
Justin’s POV
“You also understand that you will be required to work long, hard hours; sometimes deep into the night,” Brian said in all seriousness. Not even a touch of innuendo in his voice, even though his words were filled with it.
“It will be a pleasure to work under you; Sir.” I said, looking him straight in the eyes, holding his stare for as long as possible before blinking.
He blinked, leaned forward, and lowered his voice; “And you’ll never to play violin music in my presence again.” It was his only condition, his only rule. No violin music. Fuck I’d had enough violin music for a long time.
“I promise” I whispered a small smile playing on my lips.
Brian stared at me for a long moment. I was waiting for him to say something else, waiting for him to change his mind. I tried to keep my smile light to keep the uncertainty out of my expression.
“Good,” he said sitting up straight in his chair and moving around his desk to perch on the side next to where I was sitting. “Well then, you can, start…immediately.” He loosened his tie and crossed his arms over his chest. Waiting for me to make the next move.
I wanted to jump on him right then and there, who cares if the door is open and everyone working late at Vanguard would see. But I knew that wasn’t the way to get back in Brian’s bed. I had to at least close the door. I stood up and walked over to the door to close it. It took all of my restraint to not run across the office and close the door as quickly as possible.
I made it back to where Brian was sitting in half the time it took me to get to the door. I paused when I was standing right in front of him. He moved his hand to pull me closer and I put my hand in the hair at the nape of his neck, pulling him to me. I kissed him hard, needing to feel him. Needing to be close to him. He slid his hand around my waist and up the back of my sweater, pulling me closer to him, deepening the kiss.
He pulled back and I followed him, not wanting to lose contact for even a second. He pulled my hips between his legs then took off his tie and started to take off his shirt. I tried to help him unbutton his shirt, but he tickled me in the only spot I am really ticklish-the spot that only he knew about. I started laughing. Brian pulled me back up and kissed me hard, his shirt half off.
I helped him remove his shirt the rest of the way. He lifted my shirt off and then threw it across the room. Finally, there was nothing but skin on skin. He touched me at the small of my back and pulled me to him. Brian kissed me hard and turned us around so I was sitting on his desk and he was standing straddling my leg, his thigh pressing into my already straining cock.
He continued to kiss me as he deftly removed my pants and then his. Without breaking the kiss, Brian leaned over me and brushed everything off his desk. I wrapped my legs around his back, pulling him closer to me. He pushed me back down on to the desk and moved away from my mouth, nipping down my jaw line until he got to my neck. He sucked at my pulse point, hard; eliciting a moan from me that was probably louder than it should have been. He soothed the spot by licking and kissing it gently.
My hands were roaming all over Brian’s back. I wanted to be closer to him, even though we were already touching almost everywhere; it still wasn’t close enough. I moved my hands into his soft hair and pushed him down to my chest. He licked and nipped at my nipples; I arched up and moaned. I was thrusting up, bumping the head of my cock on his taut abs, leaving little dots of pre-come wherever I touched him. He was rolling his hips, almost thrusting into my ass, barely able to restrain himself.
I pulled his head back up to my face and kissed him deeply. He pulled away and looked me in the eyes. The lust and maybe even love I saw in his eyes was the sexiest, most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Knowing that look was just for me, made my heart ache just a bit. He kissed my nose and reached over me to the top drawer of his desk. He pulled out a condom and a tube of lube. Brian Kinney would have made a great boy scout; he was always prepared. He tore open the condom and slid it on, then popped the lube open and squirted a generous amount onto his fingers. They were quickly inside me, stretching and rubbing at the exact spot he knew would drive me wild.
As quickly as his fingers entered me, Brian removed them. I groaned at the loss of contact. Brian moved my hands up above my head and I grabbed on to his desk for support. He inched his cock to my ass and paused with it pushing against my hole. He leaned down and kissed me while pushing inside me. My eyes rolled back in my head; it felt so good to have Brian inside me again. It felt like home. Even though I would never tell him that; that statement is far too lesbianic for his liking.
When he was buried inside me, he stopped momentarily to let me get used to the feeling. When he started moving, it was hard and fast. I knew neither of us would be able to last long. There would be time for that later. Right now, we both wanted it fast and unrelenting. I wrapped my legs tighter around his back and pulled myself up with my arms around his neck. Then we were both coming. I bit into his shoulder as I spurted streams of sticky come on to his chest and he shot into the condom buried deep in my ass.
***
I woke up with Brian on top of me. I was uncomfortable; the desk was cutting in to my thighs and my feet had gone completely numb, but I didn't want to move at all. I ran my fingers through Brian's hair, kissing the side of his face lightly. He looked at me and said, "Morning, Sunshine"
"I don't think its quite morning yet." I said, gesturing towards the dark windows with only a small stream of light coming in from the street lamp. "Looks like it’s about midnight."
Brian rolled off of me and looked at the clock on his desk, "No, it’s only ten. Still plenty of time to go out." I must have made a face, because he just laughed at me and said, "Or we could go back to the loft and get reacquainted." I laughed and pulled him in for a long kiss.
He pulled me up off the desk and I fell over into him. He laughed and pulled me up into a kiss. Getting dressed took a deliciously long time. Before each article of clothing was allowed back on, he kissed the area that it would cover. I helped him get dressed in the same manner then went down to my desk to grab my coat and bag while he cleaned up his desk.
I looked out of the window and saw huge snowflakes coming down, hard, and quite a bit already piled up on the ground. I shrugged and thought about how nice it would be to curl up beside Brian in his warm bed and never leave again. When I got back to his office, he pulled me to him for another deep kiss before turning off the lights. He put his hand on my back and led me towards the elevators. When the doors opened, I pushed him back against the far wall and kissed him deeply. I held him there until the doors opened on the first floor. When I finally let him up, he looked a little breathless and very horny. I couldn't wait to get back to the loft.
I walked out of the elevator in front of him. Then stopped dead as I rounded the corner to the large lobby doors. He walked into me and muttered, "What are you..." then looked up, "Fuck!"
The snow was knee deep and coming down very quickly. The streetlights in the parking lot were barely visible and the building on the other side of the lot was just a shadow. It looked like the beloved snow globes Mom had always displayed around Christmas when I was younger. Only this wasn't Santa's sleigh, sitting in the middle of a winter wonderland. It was Brian’s newest phallic symbol, his corvette. Although unlike most people with phallic symbols, Brian didn’t have anything to be ashamed of, in fact he had inches on most men.
"Do you want to brave it?" I asked, knowing that he would complain about his suit and shoes getting ruined.
"Yeah, it’s better than spending the night in my office. Besides it might not be so bad on the roads, this could just be some drifting."
"Ok."
We opened the door and trudged through the deep snow to the parking lot. Brian's corvette was barely visible under all the snow and it only seemed to get deeper the farther from the building we went.
"Do you think they've plowed the roads?" I asked, the snow now above my knees.
"It’s hard to say. They should have; this is a major road. But they might be waiting for the snow to stop; and clear it all at once."
"Do you think your car can make it? Even if they have plowed the roads, the parking lot hasn't been plowed, and the tracks from other cars are mostly filled with snow."
Brian sighed, "Yeah, I suppose we should go back inside and wait until morning."
We turned around and used our same footprints to make it back to the door.
***
When we finally got back inside, I was shivering despite the fact that I had a very warm coat and boots on. We stomped off all the snow and walked back to the elevator. When we got up to Brian's office, we took off our wet coats, shoes and pants and sat on his couch, huddling close together for warmth.
Brian was leaning back against the side of the couch and pulled me back against him so my back was flush with his chest. He held one arm tight around my chest and the other was playing with my hair. I sighed and relaxed completely into Brian. My hand was tracing lazy circles on his thigh. Neither of us was in any hurry to fuck, we were stuck here for the rest of the night. Despite the circumstances, neither of us was that upset about it.
A few minutes later, the cold caught up to me and I shivered. Brian laughed as I shoved my hands under his ass and gently squeezed. “Don’t start something you don’t plan on finishing, Taylor.”
I turned around and slid down his front, breathing on his hardening dick, “Who says I don’t plan on finishing it, Mr. Kinney.”
His laugh turned into a gasp as I pulled down his underwear and took his thickening cock into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the shaft pulling my mouth slowly up to the end. I sucked hard once then let his dick fall from my mouth. I shifted down slightly so I could nuzzle and suck at his balls. Before long, his hands were in my hair, pulling me back up to his cock. I swiped my tongue once from the tip all the way down then took him completely in my mouth and sucked hard. He shot down my throat, and I swallowed every last bit then slid back up his chest to give him the little bit that was left. Brian ate it up and kissed me hard.
I rolled back over, lying almost completely on top of him on the too small couch. He reached down into my shorts and was lazily playing with my balls. I arched my head back over his shoulder and he whispered in my ear, “Let’s move to the floor.”
I quickly rolled off of him and on to the floor. He followed me, pulling two of the couch cushions with him onto the floor and arranging them under me. I was lying on my stomach and Brian pulled my underwear off, tossing it across the room. He sat back on his heals, just looking at me. I arched up, pushing my ass in the air trying to get him to pay some more attention to it.
“Take off your sweater.”
I removed the offending article and put in on the floor. Settling back down, I made sure to wiggle my ass suggestively in his direction. I felt his hands on my ass, pulling my cheeks apart. I could feel his warm breath on my hole. The anticipation made me want to clench and relax at the same time.
“Brian… please,” I pleaded.
His tongue started tracing circles around my hole. I thrust back into his face, but when I did, he pulled away. Putting a warning hand on my hip, he started very gently teasing me and driving me crazy. He kept licking in small circles and in long broad strokes, never pushing inside like I wanted him to. Eventually he pulled my hips up to meet his mouth better and pressed his tongue inside me. It felt amazing. He reached around with his hand and started to jerk me off to the same rhythm that he was tongue-fucking my ass. Before I knew it, I was coming.
When I was finished, I collapsed onto the couch cushions. Brian fell down next to me and I scooted over to make room for him on the cushions, using his chest as a pillow. I was tracing circles on him when I was hit by a sudden wave of cold and couldn’t stop shivering.
“I don’t suppose you have any blankets in your office?”
“No” he said deep in thought. I wanted to ask what he was thinking about, but I didn’t have the energy to roll over and look at him. I had just about resigned myself to spending the night freezing on the floor of Brian’s office when he said, “We might have a duvet for the new bed campaign in the photo studio.”
I looked at him hopefully. He sighed and got up, letting me fall on to the floor with a resounding thud. I stood up and followed him naked through the halls of Vanguard. Thank god it was after midnight. There had been almost no one here when I met him in his office, and that was hours ago.
We walked into the studio, finding the duvet and a few pillows sitting in a box in the corner. “These should work. Just, no come stains on them.” He glared at me as he said it.
“Hey, I’m not some pathetic teenager who can’t control himself.” He eyed me suspiciously and laughed.
When we got back to the office, we made a makeshift bed on the floor and curled up; my head on his chest and his arm wrapped around me. My last thought before falling asleep was how great Brian smelled after sex.
***
I awoke to sunlight streaming in the windows and a pair of dark purple pumps next to my head. I tried to roll over and hope that it was just a bad dream, but one purple shoe poked me in the arm and I groaned.
“Justin” the shoes said.
I grunted in response. They tried again, “Justin, wake up.” This time they sounded suspiciously like Cynthia. I rolled to my back to see that it was, in fact, not the shoes that were talking to me, but rather Cynthia who was wearing them, talking to me.
I shook my head and said, “ G’morning.”
“What the fuck happened. Why are you sleeping on Brian’s office floor?” She asked, sounding way too awake.
“Um…” Where should I start? Thankfully Brian woke up at just the right second groaning and instantly snapping alert when he realized where he was and that Cynthia was standing over us.
“Good morning, Cynthia. I trust you had a lovely evening. Could you bring Justin and I some coffee?” Brian asked, far too cheerful for the morning.
“Sure, Brian.” She smirked as she walked out of the door to fetch us coffee.
I rolled over to go back to sleep when Brian pulled the duvet off of me, “Time to get up.” He pulled me in for a kiss, and then swatted my ass trying to get me to move.
By the time Cynthia returned with coffee, Brian and I were both completely dressed and looked more or less presentable.
“Brian, what the fuck happened to you?” She asked handing us both cups of coffee.
“We got a little involved in a project and by the time we realized it was well past time to leave, we were snowed in.” Brian answered.
“Well you look like hell.”
“Thank you, Cynthia. I would love to see how you look after spending a night on the floor in your office.”
“Well, Vance called in today, and just about everyone else is using the snow as an excuse to take a day off. You should go home.”
“Are the roads clear enough to drive on?”
“Should be, the plow finished the parking lot just before I got here, and they already had the sidewalks mostly shoveled as well.”
Brian looked at me, smiled and said, “Ok. I think I will take the day off. Call me if anything important comes up.”
She smirked at us, “I’ll do that, Brian.” We started to walk out the door when she added, “And try to get some rest too.”
***
Brian and I spent most of the day laying around in his bed and getting reacquainted. By the time we were both starving and ready to order Thai for dinner, we had each come five times.
We were sitting on the couch eating Pad Thai out of the cartons when he asked, “Do you want to go to Babylon tonight?”
I looked at him and smiled, “Yeah, sounds great.”
Brian pulled me onto his lap and kissed me deeply.