|happier_bunny (happier_bunny) wrote in qaf_scavenger,|
@ 2007-10-30 13:48:00
Title: Save a Horse
Warning: rated R
Category: Halloween at Babylon
Brian pulled into the drive and noticed all the lights were off. He sighed and went inside, he was hoping they could at least fuck before Justin headed to Babylon. He hadn't seen Justin all day, and the fucker had slept right through the alarm this morning. Inside he found a note:
Went to Daph's to get ready.
Will sleep at Daph's or the loft.
See you tomorrow, unless you change
your mind and decide to come.
Promise I'll make it worth your while.
Brian pulled on a pair of jeans, slipped into a black shirt and headed out the door. When he arrived at Babylon he headed straight to the bar. Halloween seriously had to be his least favorite night of the year, far too many fags in fishnets, and tacky costumes for his taste. However, he thought, the hot, well-built, fireman at the end of the bar might just make him reconsider his stance on Halloween.
Maybe later he thought, as he swung his eyes around the lower level looking for Justin.
He had no idea what the twat was dressed as. Justin had been very secretive about his plans ever since announcing that he would be in town the week of Halloween. That he would be going to Babylon dressed for the occasion. And that, since Brian thought he was too cool to put on a costume and have a little fucking fun for once, he was going to Babylon with Daphne.
He scanned the crowd again, this time spotting Emmett in long sequined gown, Daphne, and a very familiar star covered cowboy hat. He rolled his lips into his mouth as he made his way through the crowd. Justin saw him coming and grinned, wrapping his arms around him and greeting him very enthusiastically.
"Reliving your misspent youth?"
Justin nodded, "I thought I might want to pole dance later too."
Brian just shook his head, running his hands up and down Justin's back and chest, barely covered by the soft leather vest that he was wearing, while they moved against each other on the dance floor.
"I was afraid you were going to be dressed in drag."
"I thought about it, but then I remembered how great my ass looks in chaps," Justin answered, turning around and rubbing said ass against Brian for emphasis, "Cowboy seemed like a better option."
Brian's lips ghosted down Justin's neck, one arm around his chest, the other sliding down until his hand rubbed over Justin's jean clad crotch, thinking his ass wasn't the only thing that looked good in a pair of chaps. He sucked at the place where Justin's neck curved into his shoulder, teasing the spot with his tongue and teeth, while softly stroking his dick through the denim. He pulled back when he felt, more then heard Justin's breath hitch in his throat.
"Save a horse, ride a cowboy?"
Justin rolled his eyes but nodded also, and certainly did not object when Brian pulled him towards the backroom.
As Brian plucked the cowboy hat off of Justin's head and placed it on his own, then pressed Justin against the brick wall and slowly slid inside of him, his hands sliding over and under the soft brown leather vest, he thought fleetingly that Halloween had it's perks. Then he just thought about how fucking good it felt to be inside of Justin.