Beauty and the Geek- B/J AU part 5/6
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Pairing:Brian/Justin
Brian's POV
Beta:Kim
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Part 5
-A few minutes later, Kinnetik – Brian’s Office Suite
Cynthia knocks one time (our private signal), before she opens the door and sticks her head inside to announce that Taylor is waiting to speak with me. Noticing an odd look on her face, I motion for her to allow him entrance before she holds the door open wider and someone I do not recognize enters.
My mouth gapes open like some large-mouthed bass as I watch one of the most beautiful men I have ever seen walk toward me. No…No fucking way, I couldn’t help thinking. This could NOT be the same geeky, awkward person I had interviewed before. But there are just enough similarities for me to decide that it is, indeed, the same Justin Taylor as before. Only it wasn’t. What I mean is, gone are the nerdy, two-sizes-too-big clothing, and wild, curly hair and geeky glasses. In their place is a slender blond with a close-cropped haircut that frames his face and accentuates the most incredibly blue pair of eyes that I have ever seen, a stylish, plaid shirt, a pair of form-fitting chinos, and a light blue sweater that makes his eyes even more vibrant. I can’t help raking my eyes from head to toe to admire his slender waist and impressive-appearing package firmly encased in his pants. As he turns around to shut the door behind him, my eyes threaten to bulge out of their sockets; even underneath the fabric of his pants, there is no disguising the most amazing bubble butt ass I think I have ever had the pleasure of ogling. Oh, shit. And his lips – they are so plump, especially the lower one. I can just imagine what sort of things that pair of lips could do to certain parts of my body, which causes my cock to jump in my pants with incredible speed.
My previous goal of having this timid, little mouse sit down for a discussion about Kinnetik’s need to upgrade our technology promptly flies out the window as I struggle to even find my voice. Thankfully, he speaks first, providing me with enough time to get my shit together.
Taylor smiles– making my heart bounce in my ribcage over the brilliance – as he greets me. “Mr. Kinney? It’s good to see you again. I’m ready to get to work,” he informs me. He hesitates, obviously waiting for me to instruct him to have a seat as any polite, well-versed newbie would do on his new job. Unfortunately, the only thing I can think about at the moment is throwing his slender, little body over my desk and promptly fucking the daylights out of him.
Snap out of it, Kinney, I have to silently berate myself as I scratch my scruffy face in disbelief. I take my dark glasses off and pull my cap even lower over my forehead, but not too much, so I can get an even better look at him. Clearing my throat to bide some time, I finally find my voice to say, “Have a seat, Taylor.”
He nods and takes a seat, studying me curiously as my pulse quickens along with my heartbeat. I had never had this type of reaction to any man before, and frankly it both bewilders and astounds me. Knowing he is waiting for me to speak, I force my voice to remain calm and even as I ask, “I trust HR has you set up properly now?”
He smiles at me again and nods. “Yes, thank you.” He holds up his security badge that is hanging around his pale neck from a lanyard to show me his newly-printed identity card that doubles as an entrance key to the building and I nod, trying not to focus on the smooth appearing skin as I fight the urge to wonder what the rest of his skin looks like underneath his clothes.
“Well…I called you in here to discuss some changes we need to make to our technology, and to our internet security,” I tell him as he nods back at me. I push a yellow legal pad toward him, along with a pen, to silently instruct him to take notes, and he quickly understands as he picks it up, along with the writing instrument, poising it above the paper expectantly.
For the next hour or so, we discuss the changes my company is seeking, and I can’t help but be impressed by both his intelligence and the creative ideas he throws out, all of which are ones I had not even thought of, but are very relevant to Kinnetik’s needs. It also thankfully serves the purpose of at least briefly diverting my attention from him to more temporary, pressing business needs. I watch as his long fingers fly over the paper while we bounce ideas off each other, and I’m surprised when I glance over at my clock on the corner of my desk to observe how much time has passed.
“Anything else?” he asks me as we reach a lull in our conversation. I was using the time while he was writing to study him further, but as he lifts his eyes from the paper, it is apparent he is doing the same with me.
I shake my head. “Not unless you have something else you would like to show me,” I can’t help answering, noticing a pink flush coloring his cheeks as I realize he recognizes the double entendre immediately.
“Well…I do have a demonstration of the graphics software I’m suggesting for review,” he tells me as he reaches for his laptop sitting on the edge of my desk and flips it open. He pauses. “Uh…It would be better if you could come around here to see it, though,” he informs me as I groan inwardly, wondering how to rid myself of my ‘not-so-slight’ problem – my now raging hard-on, and all because of HIM. I also know that at some point I am going to have to confess what I had done to him more than a week ago in the lobby when we had first met. At the moment, I’m not sure which one is going to be the most difficult, but I DID know which one is the more urgent.
Deciding on my best option – and feeling distinctly shabby like some vagabond hobo next to this young man who now looks more like some model out of GQ – I decide to finally come clean. “I’m sure it’s going to be very enlightening,” I begin. “But I think I should let you know first of all that I’m not exactly the person that you think I am.”
One of his eyebrows lift as he looks over at me in puzzlement. “Oh?” He squints his eyes as if he’s trying to x-ray me, making me feel uncomfortable as I nod, knowing it’s time for my big reveal. I pull the cap off my head and brush my fingers through my hair. I push my chair back and rise to stand up.
The young blond sits absolutely still, apparently trying to figure out what's going on. Slowly, his bright, blue eyes widen in realization as he issues one, solitary word: “You!”
I sigh. "Look, I'm sorry for deceiving you. It was just a stupid stunt. I never meant for it to get this far.” I pause and look at him before I go on. “You’d be surprised sometimes what I can find out from people who don’t know the ‘real Brian Kinney,’ simply by pretending to be someone else,” I explain. “I didn’t realize the whole fucking thing would blow up in my face this time, though.”
"So you're NOT a recluse?" he finally responds. His bright blue eyes sparkle as he checks me out, but he's not in the least bit bitter as I thought he would be. On the contrary, his face is now lit up with the most radiating, beaming smile I have ever seen. And, fuck; it occurs to me that I would have never paid attention to that sort of thing before.
He gets up from his seat, walking towards me. I could swear he almost smirks when he stands closer to me with a triumphant expression on his face. "I knew it!" he whispers.
"So… are you okay with it?" I ask, not even bothering to ask him about his own shocking transformation.
He nods and smiles quietly. "I was pretty sure you wanted to fuck me when we were in the elevator that day, actually," he says eventually. What the fuck? Is he for real? I swallow hard, trying to compose myself. "I was so fucking disappointed when nothing happened, but I didn't want to give away too much, or you would have thought that I was some dreamy-eyed school boy…" he continues without so much as a flinch. "But then my friend Daphne was right, apparently. She told me that looks could be deceiving. She's the one who suggested I make a few minor changes before I started working here," he informs me.
Clever devil, isn't he? I’ll have to thank his friend one day.
It’s my turn to stare at him as I try to figure out what my next move should be. Isn't it kind of obvious, though? Cheesy indeed, but VERY obvious. Obvious as the bulge in both our pants.
I must have been stalling a bit too long just now, because the little geeky blond takes matters into his own hands then. He's closing the distance between us, pressing his petite body to mine. I snake my arm around his waist, finally pulling him closer. He then grabs the hem of my shirt, pulling it up until it's over my shoulders and discarding it onto the floor. He doesn't miss a beat, sticking his tongue out as he starts to lick my neck, torso and then down to my lower abdomen. I tremble uncontrollably and let out a low groan. I can't believe I've never even met this guy in my life, and yet he's able to deeply affect me in this way.
He's now down on his knees and I tower above him, but I can definitely hear him panting and moaning as he licks his way down toward my treasure trail. But then he stops as he peers up at me, searching my eyes for permission to continue. Hmm…A feisty little geek, but not too straightforward; I like that. I nod at him, and that's all he needs. Good thing I'm wearing my denim pants and not my $3,000 Armani suit as he drags my pants and briefs down my long legs and I step out of them. I wouldn't have wanted him to be wasting time unbuckling belts and stuff. It's hard enough for me as it is. I’m hard enough. From the sensations flooding through me, it’s obvious he’s had practice with this sort of activity in addition to his high-tech knowledge, because his talented tongue seems to be everywhere at once, and he knows exactly what to do to heighten my pleasure.
I press my back into my desk and throw my head backwards as this boy wonder twists, twirls, and teases my dick all the way from the swollen tip and then up and down my shaft. I let out low moans, knowing I’m about to explode, but something in me doesn't want it to end this way. I mean, I could come in his mouth to put an end to this exquisite torture, but I want more…MUCH more.
I exhale a deep, shaky breath and reach my hand down to grab him by the hair to pull him away from me. He's obviously surprised, but not startled as I pull him upwards and closer, pressing our lips together. I can barely stand up straight as I taste myself in his mouth, but then I grab the edges of his sweater to pull it off him along with the plaid shirt, leaving him standing there with his impossibly smooth, fair skin exposed, accentuating his nicely toned chest and forearms. I'm pleasantly surprised to realize that he's not just the computer type geek, but then he's already proven that to me here in the past half an hour.
Now it's me who's seeking his approval before I grab the zipper of his pants and pull it down, peeling them off him. I can't wait to remove his underwear, but then he smiles and does it for me, grabbing the palm of my hand confidently as he brazenly directs it toward his dick.
God! It feels so amazing! Just as I thought it would. My heart now races a million miles an hour, and I can tell by my touch that his is doing the same.
Holy Shit! Are we going to fuck right here on my desk? It's not like I haven't done that before, but for some reason – even though I’m horny as hell and desperately want to get off – I know it wouldn't be right to do that here with him.
I pull my hand out of his white boxer briefs and turn away to grab my clothes off the floor.
"Look,” I pause to take a breather. "I’m going to fuck you until you can’t see straight…but not here. We’re going to do it somewhere that I can do it properly….and do it all night long.”
Who's the geek now?
TBC…
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