Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own any of the characters of Queer as Folk. No infringement intended.
A/N: Someone please save me from these *gapfillers* that keep pulling me away from my other projects. Let's blame Mr. Kinney - he wants these extended (alternate) scenes to portray events exactly how he thinks they should be. Lol. This piece covers Brian doing what we all know he wanted to do at the end of this scene - to either take back his boy or give him another example of the mistake he has made. Hope you enjoy it!
Basis For Comparison
Brian leaned closer his eyes all but devouring Justin - his Sunshine - as he fastened the bracelet.
Justin finished fastening the bracelet on Brian's wrist the air thick with the sexual current that was all but overpowering both of them.
When Justin's eyes looked up again Brian said the words he knew would give him the answer he was seeking - whether it was an admitted answer or not.
"Shouldn't you be getting back to your boyfriend?" Brian asked while his eyes drank in Justin with dual purposes.
One, his eyes hungered for him as had his body ever since he had left him for the fiddler.
Two, he knew this blond headed boy too well - if there was something to be found in his gaze Brian would find it.
Unsmiling and unconvincing Justin gave an almost hesitant, "Yeah."
Brian kept focusing on Justin's face absorbing every nuance...also seeing exactly what Justin didn't know he was so visibly displaying.
Not only by his manner, but by his mere presence as well.
When Justin slightly bowed his head and moved away...out of the loft and away from Brian's searching - all knowing gaze Brian knew one thing now for certain.
Justin still wanted him.
No matter how much bullshit Ian had crammed into his pretty little blond head - he could not erase one simple variable.
The heat they generated simply from fastening their eyes upon the other.
Brian stood there for a moment watching the departure of his sweet boy's ass knowing it was still his for the taking.
He had no doubt he would be taking it again - over and over.
But, not tonight.
He didn't plan to make it quite that easy for the little twat.
He turned to walk away leaving the loft door open in case Justin circled immediately back.
Brian told himself if Justin did return he wouldn't fuck him - he would merely toy with him a bit.
He wanted the boy starving for him. From what he seen tonight Justin was damned close to it now.
Brian listened carefully hearing the elevator door swing open.
Justin was still here. About to step onto the elevator. He should have been gone.
Brian smirked knowing Justin had been delaying with the hopes that he would come after him - pull him back - into the bed where he truly belonged.
Of course, Brian wasn't going to do that.
He would give him something to remember.
Brian raced to the elevator...grasping Justin's arm firmly as he made to step inside the caged doors.
Lust was burning in Brian's eyes...it was echoed within Justin's.
Justin mumbled out an almost incoherent protest. "Brian, w-what are you doing?"
Brian yanked his sweet body forward flush against his own. He lowered his mouth to nip enticingly at Justin's ear.
He whispered into his ear in a low, sexy growl that always gained him the desired reaction. "What does it feel like, Sunshine?"
Justin groaned as he felt Brian's lips trailing a downward path until he was nuzzling his neck.
His tongue scorching his already heated skin.
Brian lapped at Justin's skin forcing himself to stay in control when every instinct he possessed was screaming at him to take him.
As Brian stroked his tongue up and down Justin's neck leaving a trail of fire in his path Justin tried one more time to deny what they both knew to be true.
"Stop...Brian. You have to stop this. W-we have to stop it." Justin moaned.
Brian lifted his head to meet Justin's glazed eyes telling him all he needed to know.
In the next moment he smashed his lips against Justin's tasting the lips he had never stopped craving. Brian smiled when Justin's hands crept up to tangle in his hair to pull him even tighter into their embrace.
He had him now. Time to show his boy exactly who was in control - who would always be in control.
Sinking his fingers into his beautiful blond hair he yanked his head back. He placed his forehead against Justin's...lustful eyes boring into Justin's as he whispered in a low predatory growl, "Now, go home to your boyfriend. Back to your unsatisfactory bed - remember this when he tries to touch you - remember what it feels like when I take you."
Justin pushed away gaining his release before he stumbled into the elevator looking at Brian with lust and confusion in his eyes.
Brian smiled as the elevator descended knowing he had made his point. Justin still wanted him, and he would most definitely have him again. On his terms.
The next move belonged to Justin. He would come to him. Of that he was now certain. It was just a matter of time. He doubted it would be long. Still seeing the longing on Justin's face from the time he arrived with the bracelet until the time he had stumbled into the elevator Brian knew his perception was correct.
"Soon, Sunshine...very soon."