Gusmas 2011: Christmas Compromises Title: Christmas Compromises, part 28 Series: Christmas Compromises Author: Moonbrightnites Prompt: Whatever you want Notes: This is a post-513 series that will include all the prompts.
Justin grips the edges of the tub as he comes, his head thumping first into the ceramic and then against Brian’s other hand as it moves to cushion him.
“Thanks,” he pants once he’s able to open his eyes again. “You’re so good to me.”
“I’m just so good,” Brian agrees with a smile. “So now, the question is--" He leans over to kiss Justin’s swollen lips, “—what are you going to do for me?”
Justin kisses him back until both are breathless. “Whatever you want,” he whispers. “Anything you like.”
Brian arches a brow. “Anything at all?”
Title: Christmas Compromises, part 29 Series: Christmas Compromises Author: Moonbrightnites Prompt: Christmas Day
“Anything,” Justin agrees. “So long as you don’t mind waiting until Christmas morning.”
“Christmas!” Brian’s voice is sharp with mock outrage. “I wait on you hand and foot and dick and I have to wait until Christmas for any payback?” He gives a slow shake of his head. “Next you’ll be telling me that you’ll have Santa doing the servicing.”
Justin laughs. “It would serve you right, getting stuck with a fat guy in a funny outfit –- but no. I wouldn’t want to see you embarrassed.”
Brian arches a brow.
“When you aren’t able to get it up for him.”
Title: Christmas Compromises, part 30 Series: Christmas Compromises Author: Moonbrightnites Prompt: Christmas Eve
Brian reaches for the tap and turns the water on full cold, eliciting a yelp from Justin.
“Okay, okay,” he begs. “Mercy, please! I’ve reconsidered –- just turn that to hot again!”
Brian allows one hand to hover over the other tap but makes no move to correct the problem.
“Christmas Eve!” Justin can barely get the words out between his laughing and shivering and protests. “I’ll return as many favors as you like on Christmas Eve. That cuts your wait-time down by at least twelve hours.”
Brian thoughtfully considers the offer while letting the tub slowly fill with icy water.
It only takes a few more seconds before Justin formulates a better offer. “Kwanzaa,” he manages around chattering teeth. “That’s a f-fu-fu-full week. A full week of you getting what you want, starting on December 26th. De-dea-deal?”
Brian instantly shuts off the cold, opens the drain and runs the hot water. “That’s more like it,” he purrs, reaching in to rub Justin’s goose-fleshed arms. “I knew you’d come around eventually.”
Justin tries to fix him with a glare, but it’s difficult to stay angry at someone who’s filling your tub with fresh bubble bath and rubbing the back of your neck.