morgan_is_randy (morgan_is_randy) wrote in qaf_drabbles, @ 2009-03-18 20:32:00 |
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Current location: | Bed |
Current mood: | confused |
Current music: | Blabbermouth again |
Entry tags: | author: blond_boy, author: morgan_is_randy, challenge #106: hurt/comfort |
Challenge #106: Hurt/Comfort
Title: Assuagement (C, D, E, F) *Season 3, 3, 4 & post 5*
Notes: Not Betad</b>
Author: morgan_is_randy & blond_boy
Condom: 4 CONDOMS 4 Justin Taylor
At the office, we fucked with the anticipation, relief and raw, wanton energy we always found in one another. The instant we entered the loft, everything changed. Time slowed down and we made love like we’d never touched before, but also like we’d always been complete.
I woke up with the urge to piss. For a split second, I was confused about why my entire body ached, yet felt extremely comfortable. I wondered when I’d become accustomed to waking up anywhere but Brian’s bed, his arm draped over my stomach or the front of his body pressed against my back.
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His arm tightened around me for a moment, but slackened, allowing me to crawl from the bed and use the bathroom. When I walked back into the bedroom I froze in my footsteps and watched Brian. He was still asleep but I wondered why his expression held so much despair. Then, his arm moved and his hand ran back and forth over the sheets, over the place I’d vacated in the bed.
I bolted back into the bed and hugged him with everything I had, until he let out a relieved sigh and smiled sleepily against the side of my face.
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Brian only finished half of the bowl of soup. I didn’t expect him to eat all of it, but hoped he’d eat more. I gave him some anti-nausea pills they prescribed him three weeks ago, thinking I’d done all I could, I rose from the bed. “Get some rest.”
“Where are you going?”
“To clean up the mess.”
“Later. First, lie down with me.”
I did as asked, but before I could get settled, Brian turned toward me and took me in his arms. He held onto me and I wrapped my arms around him as his whole body cried.
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“It’s not a big deal,” Justin hissed. “They fucking said I was an amateur!”
Brian shrugged. “Why do you care what this idiot thinks?”
“But it's The Times!” Justin yelled. “So he’s like…”
Brian threw the paper at Justin’s face. “Read the fine print.”
Justin read the review again. “He’s just some guy off the street!”
“Probably didn’t even see the show,” Brian replied. “Now come over here and blow me.”
Justin knelt in front of Brian and soon had the man’s cock in his mouth. “You always know how to make me feel better,” he spoke around the cock.