A/N: Chapters 6 & 7 edited due to an error just found. Please disregard if you have read this. As always, thank you for reading & commenting! :)

Chapter 6

Brian cupped one hand behind Justin's neck, holding his mouth firmly in place; as the other roved up and down the blond's back – desperate to learn all of him. Eliciting a groan at the first touch of their lips, Brian's tongue sliced forward, symbolic of the most precise razor to split the plump, succulent lips apart – determined to acquire the access Justin was still tentatively resisting. Retaining the grip on Justin's neck, not wanting to lose the position he craved, Brian moved his hand from his back to slide up between them – his thumb pulling Justin's lower lip down. With a harsh growl, Brian demanded, "Open up, Justin. Don't fight me on the pointless things."

"Pointless? How is it pointless?" Justin asked with a gasp, inwardly calling himself all kinds of a fool upon realizing his speech had given Brian the opportunity he had been seeking.

"Mmmmm, resistance is pointless when we both know you are going to give in. C'mon, Justin. Give into your desires. Don't make me take everything..." Brian rasped huskily, as his tongue surged ahead, while his hands moved to clasp around Justin's hips – roughly jerking him forward to meet his own driving ones. Brian's tongue immediately began to plunder the blond's mouth... all a prelude to the possession he craved – the one he was determined to have. When Justin's tongue inched forward to meet his own, Brian growled in savage need before closing his lips tightly around his tongue, sucking on it fiercely – wanting to devour every solitary inch of this boy.

Justin's head arched back as he swiftly became lost in the sensory bliss created by this compelling and aggravating man – whether it was wanted or not. He hated everything this man stood for... and yet, he realized he had never been more aroused in his entire life. He wanted him... badly. Yet, he knew he had a fiance that deserved his loyalty. He had to find a way to pull free... but, right now as he was possessed by the fire and determination within Brian's kiss he just didn't know how to accomplish such a daunting task. Sliding his hands up Brian's chest, he sunk his fingers into the brunet's hair, forcing himself to begin tugging at him.

When Brian eased off just long enough to allow them both the chance to catch their breath, Justin moaned, "Brian... we have to stop. I can't do this. It isn't right."

Brian chuckled, as he inserted a foot in between Justin's legs, deftly scissoring them apart as he began to thrust suggestively against him. "On the contrary, my sweet boy. This is more than right. You want me, Justin. Admit it and come with me. I don't care how you file it away in your mind, just accept my offer and come to me."

Justin began to push against Brian's chest, knowing it was a half hearted bid for release, at best. Heatedly, Justin spat out, "I told you I won't allow you to buy me, Brian. Some things are just not for sale."

"Such a naïve little boy. Everyone has a price, at one time or another. It may not always be in the form of cash – but, there is always a price. Maybe, I haven't found yours yet. But, keep fighting me and I will find it," Brian rasped in a ruthless intensity... one the blond was uncertain on how to combat.

Justin couldn't pull free from the penetrating pull of Brian's mesmerizing eyes, ones that virtually hypnotized him – making him want to surrender; while the more practical side reminded him why this was wrong. Swallowing with difficulty, Justin said, "I'm not trying to challenge you. This is just how it is. I am not a possession to be owned. And, I have no intention of betraying my fiance."

"Even if he is betraying you now – as we speak..." Brian hissed, uncaring of the consequences or how the blond reacted; his only concern – finding the quickest path that led to the end of his frustration... knowing that would only be at the result of having his cock buried within this blond beauty. "He's not worth your devotion... as he most certainly does not deserve you. Come back to my suite, Justin. No more thoughts or denials... just come with me."

Justin shoved heartily against Brian, managing to achieve his release; unwilling to acknowledge the emptiness when their bodies were no longer aligned and touching. "You would say anything to get me in bed with you."

Brian reached up, toying with the hair falling into Justin's outraged face. "You're right, Justin. I probably would. That's just how badly I want you. But, I am not a liar. Your boyfriend is with another man right now."

"I don't believe it. Ethan would never do that to me..." Justin countered defensively, convincing himself he believed his words to be true... but unable to still that nagging doubt in the back of his mind.

"Granted I find such a monogamous relationship to be at the heights of lesbionic... however, I find him to be a fool to undertake such risk directly under your view," Brian huskily growled, his eyes moving over Justin with unrestrained and unfulfilled want. His voice deep and heavy with lust, Brian whispered, "What man could possibly entice him away from you tonight? I have never wanted a man this badly, nor have I ever offered to pay for the pleasure. But, for you, Justin – I would pay any price."

Justin's eyes widened as he felt trapped under the heat of Brian's gaze. Space was between them now, and yet he felt more caught than when he had been pinned up against the wall. "Brian, it's not that I'm not flattered – I am. And, in all honesty I find you incredibly attractive. There's no way I can deny that. I'd be a fool to even try... but, I am committed to my relationship with Ethan. I can't just throw it away for one night with you."

Brian rolled his lips, looking at Justin closely unable to fathom where the thought came from, but accepting of it to be how things were. His eyes moved over the blond slowly, before he answered, "I'm not sure it would be one night... not with you. That's all it's ever been in the past, but you don't fit into any of my previous categories, Justin. Not at all." Brian briefly became distracted by a vibration in his pocket, pausing only briefly to read an incoming text message: It appears we were mistaken in Mr. Gold's intelligence. He took the man to his own room. They are still inside.

Justin flushed and smiled slightly that he'd made such an impression on the billionaire... but, there was still Ethan to consider. Ethan Gold was his future... one he had long ago committed to – and he couldn't be diverted from that path by this seductive man... no matter how badly he wanted to be exactly that. "That's all very good to hear, Brian. But, it doesn't change the fact that I have a boyfriend." He frowned when he watched the smile spread across Brian's face, one that didn't seem appropriate following the words he had just spoken. He watched as Brian pocketed his phone. "Uh, is there a problem?"

"Problem? Not at all." Brian smiled, stepping closer once more. His eyes darkened, as he reached forward to palm the front of Justin's pants, emitting a husky laugh at the response he immediately felt. Brian lowered his head to latch feverishly onto the side of Justin's neck, blowing hot gusts of air into his ear. As both men's breathing became erratic, Brian ran his hand, back and forth across the bulge in Justin's pants, his teeth and tongue working ferociously on the delicious skin. Brian pulled back to look at Justin, lust burning in his eyes. "Boyfriend or not, you want me, Justin. Quite badly in fact. Why don't you just run along and find your boyfriend. Go kiss him, and see if you feel even a fraction of what you've just felt in my arms. When you realize how pale it is in comparison... come to me, Justin. I'll be in my suite."

"I don't equate my relationship with Ethan to mind blowing sex. It has more substance that that. But, I guess you wouldn't know about human emotions, would you, Mr. Kinney?" Justin snapped, knowing he was doing so more in frustration than anything else. Bottom line being, he knew he wanted this man... his frustration stemming from the fact that he couldn't have him. He further reflected that every relationship needed to have a test to verify it's stability; Justin decided there could be no greater test than the temptation of Brian Kinney. "Good evening, Mr. Kinney. I do hope you enjoy the rest of your stay in Las Vegas."

Brian smiled as he watched Justin hastily depart, a smile that would make the most blood hungry shark take notice. He made his way back up to his suite knowing he would be seeing the blond again very soon. He knew he should feel some remorse for letting Justin walk into what he was moments from finding... but, the predator shrugged that thought away. Justin's loyalty to his undeserving boyfriend was the only thing that was preventing him from having the blond; now, thanks to the unbelievable stupidity of the man he was about to be delivered to him gift wrapped – and Brian knew exactly how he would unwrap and appreciate this particular gift.

Justin quietly let himself into his room, his mind tormented with all that had happened in the past 24 hours; his success, failures... and his meetings with the brash and overtly sexual Brian Kinney. He didn't want to think about what his reactions said about his feelings for Ethan, but he couldn't stop the errant thoughts from slipping into his mind. What did it mean, really? Could it mean that he wasn't really in love with Ethan? If that was the case... did it mean there would continue to be another version of Brian Kinney around the corner? Justin grunted aloud at that ludicrous thought. Sure, there might be other tempting men that step into his sights... but, he knew unquestionably there would only be one Brian Kinney – ever.

He was about to call out to Ethan, when he heard muffled pants and moans coming from the bedroom. He opened the door to the room, calling out to his fiance. "Ethan... did you start without me?" His eyes widening in shock to find Ethan was neither alone or waiting for his arrival. Shaking his head in shocked disbelief, Justin shouted out, "Ethan! What the fuck?"

The man, older than either Ethan or himself looking towards Justin with a come hither smile on his face. "This is your boyfriend? Well, I'm all for a threesome... most especially with him. Why don't you come over here hot stuff. There's more than enough of me to go around."

Ethan cringed at the look of rage and disgust on Justin's face. With a sigh of regret and resignation, he addressed the man that had been poised to commence fucking him. "Sadly, I don't think Justin will go for that. I think you had better leave."

"Oh no, Ethan. Don't bother on my account. I WILL leave. The room is paid for through Sunday evening. Please do enjoy yourself. I am going to take an earlier flight and return home. I will leave your ticket on the desk," Justin snapped, tears of rage pooling in his eyes. His eyes flickered over Ethan's shocked expression, before he began throwing what little he had brought with him into the case. "What about the money I won – where did you put it?"

Standing up, sliding awkwardly into his jeans, Ethan followed Justin around the room. "Oh that. Well, I figured you was going to win more or find it from your rich admirer... so I spent it in the bar."

"You fucking prick! The money I earned to contribute to our future you just went out drank away..." Justin looked at the other man in distaste that was hurriedly making his way to the door, noticing the rich cut of his clothes. "You didn't spend it at the bar, did you? He's a hustler. You wasted my money on a fucking hustler?"

"What's the big deal, Justin? It's not like your new friend wouldn't float you a loan," Ethan sneered in disgust, glaring at the hustler as he picked up his money and pocketed it before slipping out the door.

Moving through the suite, stuffing all of his belongings into the case in rapid precision, Justin placed his airline ticket in his pocket, moving towards the door without looking back. Once at the door, he looked scathingly at Ethan. "You disgust and disappoint me, Ethan. I did all of this for us... for our future. And, this is what I get? Let me tell you about Brian Kinney. I've been fending off his advances since we met solely out of my loyalty to you. Fuck. What a joke. Let me tell you, it wasn't easy. Here's another thing for you to ponder – the man offered me a million dollars to sleep with him, which I refused."

Ethan grasped Justin's arm as he was about to slip through the door. "Hold on there. He offered you a million dollars just to fuck you? And, you didn't take it? I get that you're mad at me right now... but, don't you see, baby? This is our chance. Take the bastard's money... then we can live on easy street."

Justin laughed coldly. "You are such a pathetic fool, Ethan. That you think I would do that for the money proves you never knew me at all. Let alone never loved me. Let me be clear, Ethan. We are finished. When you return to Pittsburgh, I want you out of my apartment. I don't give a damn where you go... but, I want you OUT."

Ethan followed Justin out into the hall, begging him to stop. "Justin, wait... please. Don't do this. We love each other, you know we do. We can work this out. If you turned him down with all of that inducement... it proves that you love me."

Justin moved towards the elevator, pushing the call button. He looked at Ethan in horrified disgust. "It means nothing of the kind. The money was never an inducement. The true temptation was in the knowledge that I wanted him to fuck me. The only reason I didn't was because of my commitment to you. Well, that no longer applies... so, I guess there's nothing holding me back now." Stepping into the elevator, Justin gave Ethan one last withering glance. "Have a nice life, Ethan. I'm sure you'll find a new muse to get your career back on track. Goodbye, Ethan." Before the doors closed, Justin slid the commitment ring from his finger and tossed it at Ethan's feet, not wanting to have any further reminders of his ties to the cheating little prick.

Once the elevator delivered him to the ground floor, Justin began walking towards the entrance to hail a cab, unable to resist looking back at the private elevator that seemed to be calling to him. Before he knew what he was doing, Justin found himself entering the elevator that would lead him to Brian's suite of rooms. He tried to convince himself he was merely going to say goodbye and acknowledge he was correct in his assumptions about Ethan... but, he fully accepted he was most likely only fooling himself. Lightly he tapped on Brian's door, immediately realizing his answer when Brian opened the door, his shirt slightly disheveled and his perfect body now encased in jeans with the snap undone. He swallowed nervously, before he asked, "Did you have a minute, Brian?"

"A minute? I have much more than that for you, Justin," Brian answered, his eyes lighting in victory – the hunter knowing the prey was soon to be captured. "Do come in, Justin."

Justin stepped inside, setting his bag on the floor. "I, uhhhh, well I just came to say goodbye... and to tell you that you were right."

"Let's skip the goodbye for the moment... but tell me, what was I right about?" Brian probed, both of them knowing the answer, but finding he wanted to hear the demise of his relationship with the offensive Ethan from the blond's lips.

"You were right about Ethan. He was cheating on me. In fact, he bought a hustler with the money I had won."

Brian's eyes widened in shocked amusement. "Okay. I thought him a fool... but this is unexpected."

"Yes, well... this trip was all for nothing, then. I was gifted the tickets from my boss as a reward. I thought to use it to give my future with Ethan a boost. Now, it's all over. I'm going home now, but... I wanted to say goodbye. For some reason, I just couldn't leave without doing that," Justin blushed, looking away from the predatory and calculating look in Brian's eyes.

Brian grasped Justin's chin, stroking his thumb across the blond's lips. "Not for nothing, Justin. Stay with me for the remainder of the weekend. Give into what you really want. I want you. Let me have you – now."

Justin swallowed deeply, unable to resist looking into the smoldering eyes of Brian Kinney. Nervously, he stammered, "I – I want to, really I do. But... not for the money. I can't... won't do that."

"The money means nothing to me, Justin... but, it will be as you want. All that matters is that I have you," Brian growled, moving in closer to the boy... now that he was so close to having him – determined nothing would stand in his way; further deciding he would take additional measures to secure that outcome. "However... I have one condition."

"Condition?" Justin nearly squeaked, as he watched Brian's mouth coming closer.

Brian nodded. "I want to take you away from here for the remainder of the weekend. I will have you flown home at the same time you would have departed Vegas. Come with me to my home, Justin. I promise you a weekend that will you will never forget."

Justin found himself continuing to sink and drown into the hypnotizing eyes of the most beautiful man he had ever seen. Without giving it any rational thought, Justin answered, "Okay. I'll come with you."

"Have a seat. I'm going to call my pilot to make the arrangements. However, first things first..." Brian purred. His lips moved undeterred to capture the full, luscious lips that he had ached to possess since Justin left him earlier. Brian's thoughts clear in his head: So, I can't buy you. That's fine, my boy. But, for the next 24 hours you are all mine. Brian moaned against the blond's lips, elated to hear the answering response in Justin. "Tonight you will learn what it means to be possessed by me. I will be at you – day and night." You don't want to admit to being mine... but, that is exactly what you are – and what you shall be. Mine. Completely mine.

TBC