Title:The Master
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guavejuice
Pairing:Brian/Justin
Time Line: 6 yrs post 513
Word Count: 200
Beta:mander3_swish thank you so much, darling!
All remaining mistakes are mine ;)
Disclaimer: I own nothing
A/N:Written for Challenge #200:Brian in denial at qaf_drabbles
Comments are most welcome.
Brian's satisfied sigh echoed across their bedroom. Justin's blond mop surfaced from under the duvet. He threw his head on the pillow, licked his lips, and gazed at his husband. Justin smirked and playfully nestled into the toned chest, blinking his eyes to block the morning sunlight.
"Ok, say it!" he ordered.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Brian snapped.
"You know what I'm talking about, you geezer, I can't believe it. You still can't admit it, after all these years, can you?" Justin teased and ran his fingertips down Brian's treasure trail.
"I'm too old for this shit, Sunshine, tell me what you want already," Brian sighed, with his tongue poking the inside of his cheek.
"Admit the truth, Simba," Justin said, dramatically, "I may have learned from the master, but I've surpassed him looong ago."
"Oh, yeah?" Brian snickered, "Wanna bet?"
"Sure," Justin giggled as Brian's skillful tongue found its way to the head of his cock.
__________
"Anything you can do I can do better," Brian whistled in delight, his back pressed against the shower wall an hour later.
Justin didn't answer. He was too busy.
"Give up?" he whispered.
"Fuck… no," Brian squeaked out, and came.
guavejuicePairing:Brian/Justin
Time Line: 6 yrs post 513
Word Count: 200
Beta:
mander3_swish thank you so much, darling!All remaining mistakes are mine ;)
Disclaimer: I own nothing
A/N:Written for Challenge #200:Brian in denial at qaf_drabbles
Comments are most welcome.
Brian's satisfied sigh echoed across their bedroom. Justin's blond mop surfaced from under the duvet. He threw his head on the pillow, licked his lips, and gazed at his husband. Justin smirked and playfully nestled into the toned chest, blinking his eyes to block the morning sunlight.
"Ok, say it!" he ordered.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Brian snapped.
"You know what I'm talking about, you geezer, I can't believe it. You still can't admit it, after all these years, can you?" Justin teased and ran his fingertips down Brian's treasure trail.
"I'm too old for this shit, Sunshine, tell me what you want already," Brian sighed, with his tongue poking the inside of his cheek.
"Admit the truth, Simba," Justin said, dramatically, "I may have learned from the master, but I've surpassed him looong ago."
"Oh, yeah?" Brian snickered, "Wanna bet?"
"Sure," Justin giggled as Brian's skillful tongue found its way to the head of his cock.
__________
"Anything you can do I can do better," Brian whistled in delight, his back pressed against the shower wall an hour later.
Justin didn't answer. He was too busy.
"Give up?" he whispered.
"Fuck… no," Brian squeaked out, and came.
