"You know you want it." Brian whispered, sliding his hand further down the crotch of my pants.

I took in a deep breath and looked into Brian's gorgeous eyes.

"That's just the problem." I managed, gasping as his hand slid away from the seams of my jeans and started for the inside of them.

"I do want it." I said hoarsely, pushing myself further back against the wall, letting out slow and managed breaths as Brian began to unbutton and unzip my blue jeans.

"Then take it." Brian challenged, sliding his hand into my pants and past my boxers, palming my dick.

I closed my eyes and threw my head backwards, hitting the wall hard.

Brian chuckled, leaning in towards me.

"Careful, Mikey. You don't want to lose it." he said tauntingly, taking my lips into his.

I felt his free hand tug at mine, pulling me away from the wall and leading me into the center of the comic book store.

Brian then spread his arms to his side, as if in offering.

"Go on, then, Mikey. It's all yours." he said flirtatiously.

I reached out to him, placing my right hand against his left cheek, caressing it softly.

Brian cocked his head to the side, as if cradling it within the palm of my hand.

"I can't." I spoke, pulling my hand away.

Brian quickly reached out and took my hand into his.

"You want it." he commented.

I couldn't do anything but nod in agreement.

"I do. But I can't." I retorted.

I shook my head again.

"No, it's not that I can't. I can. I won't." I corrected myself, reaching down and zipping and buttoning my jeans.

Brian smiled the Kinney smirk.

I raised my right eyebrow in question.

"Good. I wouldn't want to fuck up what we have, Mikey." Brian said quietly, pulling me close via our linked hands, kissing me softly on the lips.

"What we have is stronger than a fuck, stronger than a one night stand. What we have is always," he began.

I smiled brightly, squeezing our hands together.

"And forever." I completed.

He pulled me close and held my head against his chest, so close that I could feel his heart beat, and, yet, I couldn't help but to think, What if?