Justin gets out of the shower rubbing his body and pokes his head out of the bathroom to find Ethan sleeping.
Great...I can sneak out of here. But first...
He walks over to grab his sketchbook.
"Fuck!" Justin pats around his messenger bag.
"What is it?" Ethan turns over sleepily rubbing his eyes.
"I must have left my sketch pad on the plane..I have to go get it." Justin dresses in a hurry and puts on his shoes.
"I can come with you"
"No!" Justin grabs his bag and moves quickly for the door. "You have been more than hospitable..." He walks back to the bed and kisses Ethan softly on the lips then exits. After taking a beat outside the door to collect himself, Justin checks his phone.
I never checked my phone. What if Brian called to check on...what am I thinking? Brian Kinney doesn't do checking in.
Well, damn...wonders never cease.
Brian's voice always sounds so sexy when it's all raspy with smoke. Thinking about him fresh out of the shower his light brown hair all wet and skin moist...he was getting so hard.
Why didn't I check my phone again. Last night's fiasco could have been avoided altogether had I known.
Justin cuts across the parking lot and walks briskly toward the airport. He relays Brian's message despite the growing discomfort in his fitted black jeans. After the fifth listen, he reached the Lost & Found. The rest of the messages are from Michael asking about Rage and Emmett calling on behalf of Debbie. Thankfully the employee finds his sketch book and he can be on his way. With an hour before he has to check into his flight, he tries calling Brian.
"What the fuck?" Brian grumbles grateful he had the foresight to close the curtains. "Good morning to you too" Justin smiles lighting a cigarette.
"Sunshine...do you know what time it is? Oh..." He eased into a half sitting position and lights the tiny stump in his ashtray while claiming his bearings.
"I'm guessing that means you almost overslept and missed your flight. I know Brian Kinney doesn't do apologies, but perhaps 'Thank you' is in order?"
"I trust you found safe harbor for the night...missed you here." Brian slips into a pair of jeans lying at the foot of the bed. "What time's your flight?"
"8 o'clock. You?"
"I'm at the airport. Come join me for coffee or something."
"Fabulous..." Brian looks for his shoes "See you in thirty."
Justin finishes his cigarette and walks back into the airport searching out expensive coffee and pastries. He orders a flat white and a chocolate croissant taking a seat in the corner with a view of the entrance. As the velvety liquid passes over his tongue and down his throat, flashes of the previous evening pop around in his head.
"Put this on me" he instructs handing Ethan a condom. Ethan complies waiting as Justin lubes and rolls him onto his stomach then slides into him. Justin grabs onto a handful of Ethan's curls tugging his head backward as he rides him deep and hard.
"You left your croissant on the counter, sir" a pubescent girl with freckles breaks in setting the small plate in front of him. Justin rifles through his pocket and hands her a five. Once she has gone, he pulls out his sketch pad and absent-mindedly scratches out the lines of the young girl's face. He captures the fake plastic smile she gives as she hands over change to patrons noticing it doesn't quite reach her eyes. There is a faint pain to them that he knows all too well. And then his focus shifts to the one responsible.
"You ran off so quickly this morning" Ethan seats himself opposite Justin sipping from a large cup.
"Sorry about that" he manages avoiding eye contact "I wanted to get here before they trashed it" he holds up his sketch pad finishing the details of the young girl's auburn pigtails.
"Oh good. I thought you were running away from me."
"Don't be ridiculous" Justin looks up through the stray blonde flap covering his brow "Why would I run from you?"
"I have no idea" Ethan quips finishing his coffee then rises "Could it be you couldn't wait to get back to Brian and tell him all about it?"
"That's definitely not the reason" Justin looks up giving Ethan his full attention.
"You couldn't have felt guilty because you said Brian doesn't believe in monogamy...unless that's changed."
"No, that's still the policy" Justin twists the ring on his left hand forming the right words "It's just that it shouldn't have happened."
Ethan's face changes as he returns to the seat opposite Justin. He tries keeping the mixture of hope and intrigue from showing on his face.
"You and I had something special...it was very special in a romantic...new Bohemian...we're going to live on love kind of way."
"Do you regret the way things ended?"
"Of course I do...but it was probably a matter of time before something split us up."
Brian watches from a distance sipping a nonfat latte. They look so cozy sitting there having coffee talking about old times. All that was missing now was the terrible screech of that horrible violin. He finishes coffee and walks to the gate where his flight is boarding.
"Because you couldn't wait to get back to Brian" Ethan goes on the defensive "You were looking for any reason to go running back to him."
"When I was with you, I was fully invested in our relationship."
Ethan stands once again preparing to bolt when Justin grabs his hand.
"It was only after we broke up that I realised I was still in love with him."
"So you were just biding your time with me...using me to make him jealous?"
"Listen to me... Are you listening?" Justin rounds the table pulling Ethan closer stroking his damp untamed waves.
Ethan nods in agreement.
"You can carry on like some little drama princess playing the victim, but we both know what happened." Justin brushes his lips with his thumb. "You were the one for me...I was totally committed. Maybe we were only meant to have a brief love affair."
Ethan pulls away unable to speak and turns to leave. Justin stops him with a tug on his sleeve.
"You can't forget Mischa" he flashes a wide grin placing the violin case in his hand. They exchange one more friendly peck and Ethan departs. Justin gathers his things and walks to the gate looking for Brian simultaneously dialing his number.
"Hello, Sunshine" Brian answer too cheerily and Justin sees him looking directly at him. He hangs up and quickly closes the considerable distance between them. They kiss like it's been years since the last receiving mixed responses from other passengers.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were happy to see me." Brian looks down into his crystal blue eyes holding onto him by his shoulders.
"You have no idea what kind of night I've had" Justin breaks his grasp and wraps his arms around the taller man's waist as he kisses his neck.
"I can only imagine" he snorts tilting his head back "Would you like for me to fuck you right here in front of the breeders?"
Justin laughs and backs off still holding Brian around the arm. With his free hand, he slides his sketchbook back in his messenger bag and pulls out his boarding pass.
"So, what did you do with yourself last night?"
"Bunked with a friend..." Justin anticipates his follow-up question and contemplates omitting certain facts or outright lying.
"Anyone I know?" Brian wraps his arm around Justin's shoulders resting his chin.
"It was Ethan, actually" Justin surprises even himself at the confession. "We were on the flight from New York together and he scored a comped room from the airline."
"Well isn't that lucky" Brian's tone accusatory as his grip tightens whispering in Justin's ear.
"Not when you consider we were nearly killed in that rough landing."
"So that was your flight..." he releases him "There are better ways to get my attention, you know.
"I happen to be aware of one very excellent way" Justin reaches down groping him through his jeans causing Brian to stiffen slightly but not derailing his line of questioning.
"And how did you happen to end up on a plane with the fiddler on the roof?"
"Pure coincidence" Justin continues teasing Brian hoping to distract him from the impending fight.
"That's some coincidence. You better start buying lottery tickets." Brian squeezes Justin's face between his hands. "Did you fuck him?"
"Why? Are you jealous?" Justin smiles up at him being cute to avoid the question a little longer.
"Just curious..."
"As a matter of fact..." Justin moved his hands to up sliding them inside Brian's pockets.
"So out of all the tricks in the greater Pennsylvania area, you run into your ex and fuck him?"
"If it makes you feel any better, it was awful" Justin forces his lips onto Brian's kissing him passionately before they hand over their boarding passes.
Brian pulls away from Justin handing the gate agent two First Class tickets. He grabs him by the wrist dragging him down the corridor to the plane.
"So this is how the other half lives" Justin smiles accepting a flute of champagne.
"Welcome to the big leagues, Sunshine. You're going to be success and this will be second nature to you." They clink glasses and drink down the bubbly liquid in one gulp.
"Brian" Justin touches his arm and takes hold of his hand. "I'm not going to blow smoke up your ass about how Ethan didn't mean anything..."
"I'm sorry. I can't concentrate when you talk about blowing and my ass."
"Can you focus for five minutes?" Justin bends Brian's arm at the elbow kissing the back of his hand. "I know that Ethan is still a sore spot for you...even if you won't admit it. You have nothing to worry about with him."
Brian looks away with a practiced look of disgust and gestures for more champagne. When the flight attendant brings it, Justin knocks it out of his hand.
"Justin, what the fu..." the glass spills all over his lap.
"Would you look what happened" Justin accepts a towel from the attentive flight attendant and starts dabbing Brian's jeans.
"We'd better get these off" Justin mimics concern as he unzips and slides his hand inside massaging Brian's hardening cock. Brian lets his head fall backward enjoying the sweet force of Justin's callused hands manipulating him toward release.
"Is...this...ah fuck" Brian fails at stringing words together as Justin works him faster and faster until he arrives at the finish line.
They are both thankful for the briefness of the flight when they land at Pittsburgh International. Brian slams Justin against the wall of the first vacant stall in the men's room. He kisses his long, lean neck as he reaches around to unbuttoned his pants. Justin helps him push his tight black jeans down to his knees before his hands are pinned over the side. Brian grabs Justin's hips firmly as he assaults his tight puckered hole taking care to leave behind nature's own lube. Justin squirms as he sucks his neck and slides on a condom.
"My, my, Sunshine...you've turned into quite the deviant."
"I learned from the best" Justin tilts his head back searching for Brian's lips. Thier sweet kiss is interrupted by Brian's phone going off. At first, he ignores it, but the caller is persistent.
"WHAT?...I'm kinda busy right now, Theodore..." Even as he speaks, Brian zips his pants and holds Justin around the shoulders. Justin turns around kissing his neck.
"Fine...I'm on my way." Brian hangs up and pushes Justin back against the stall focusing his attention on his bottom lip.
"You should go..." Justin moans trying to hold it together.
"Trying to get rid of me?" Brian works his tongue down Justin's neck breathing in the subtle scent of expensive coffee and dark chocolate.
Somehow Brian pulls himself away from Justin and makes it to his meeting with Leo Brown. He does a quick change in his private washroom taking a birdbath before slipping into vintage Armani. Cynthia and Ted both give him a once over before he joins his client in the office.
"Always a pleasure to see you, Leo" Brian extends his hand to the stocky older gentleman.
Meanwhile, Justin goes to the comic book store to see Michael.
"Where the fuck have you been?"
"Nice to see you" Justin ignores his mood and sets his bag on the counter "Oh, my flight was great...I was a little by the first one but things were much better in First Class."
"I'm sorry" Michael takes a deep breath and kisses Justin. "It's just been kinda stressful around here. Cartoon Network called again about the panels for the pilot episode."
"Lucky for you I have them right here..." Justin takes out stack of drawings and sorts out the Rage story panels.
"These are great" Michael takes them into the back room for safe keeping calling out as he does."They sent an advance...there's an envelope with your name on the counter there.
Justin finds and pockets the check relishing a previous thought. A wicked little grin spreads across his angelic face.
"I know that look" Michael returns eating from a plastic bowl.
"What look?" Justin tries to change his expression.
"I tried my hand at turkey chili...what do you think?" He pushes the spoon into his mouth before he can object.
"It's good" Justin gives him the thumbs up then spits it into a napkin.
"Yeah, I can tell..." Michael looks disappointed.
"I'm just trying to avoid gaseous food in case...Brian and I tend to get a little wild."
"La la la" Michael plugs his ears.
"You're going to spend that money on some extravagant gift for Brian" he takes a bite. "You already know he doesn't receive gifts well. What did you do?"
"What makes you think I did something?" Justin winces "And there are a great many things Brian didn't believe in when we met...I have to try, right?
"I suppose you're right" Michael takes another bite "But you you didn't answer my question."
"I'd rather not talk about it."
"I knew it!" Michael hugs Justin with one arm "Good luck, Boy Wonder."
"Thanks... I'm going to need it." he hugs him back kissing his cheek before exiting and going down the street to the new sushi place.
"Hello?" Brian remains in the conference room while everyone else goes home for the day.
"Mr. Kinney?"
"This is he. May I ask who's calling?"
"My name is Jasmine. We are confirming your reservation for 8:00 this evening at Jade Palace."
"I didn't make a reservation for tonight or any other night. Please stop wasting..." Brian settles onto the edge of the glass top conference table ready to spit venom.
"A Mr. Taylor made the reservation for two in our private room, sir."
"I see" Brian smiles seeing right through the romantic gesture as a cheap ploy to get back into his good graces. "Tell Mr. Taylor I will only come if he orders the Jade Emperor Special."
"Thank you, Mr. Kinney. We will see you at 8 o'clock."
Brian hangs up and goes home for a night of pampering beginning with a facial, manicure, and pedicure. Then home for a night of James Dean and Blueberry Yum Yum. He smirks as he slides into the massive pillows near his $10,000 coffee table.
Around ten he starts getting hungry and feeling a little generous, so he puts on a clean shirt then takes a leisurely walk to Jade Palace. When he arrives, he finds a sign on the door: " Closed for Private Party". Curious and increasingly ravenous, he pulls the door to find it unlocked.
"Hello?" he looks around the nearly abandoned eatery following the eerie tune to a room in the back. Brian pushes the door and finds a naked stud with light brown hair covered from clavicle to calf in strategically-placed sashimi. He approaches feeling only slight guilt over arriving so late until he catches a flash of Justin's winning smile in his peripheral vision.
"Fashionably late as always" Justin watches him as he empties a bottle of sake into the warmer than walks over to him never taking his eyes off him as he eases him into a chair near the table where dinner awaits.
"I expected you to be gone."
"Have we met?" Justin purrs lightly massaging Brian's shoulders as he leans in close "You said you didn't do boyfriends but I wore you down with my heart of gold and winning smile" he crosses in front of him taking up chopsticks to pluck a piece of yellowtail from the green-eyed Adonis on the table. "The very first romantic gesture you made was followed by me taking a bat to the head" Justin touches the fish to Brian's coral lips waiting for them to part before laying it on his tongue. "Almost every time I moved in with you was because my mom made you" Justin seats himself on Brian's lap tasting the green onion as they exchange a passionate kiss. "I waited four years to hear to tell me you love me and then only after you thought I'd been killed in an explosion..." Justin feeds him unagi. "I know you're pissed about the Ethan thing as you should be. So go ahead...breathe your fire...I'm not going anywhere."
Brian tried to suppress the smirk that loomed just on the edges of his perfect mouth. He takes Justin's hands in his own and stands him up walking him to the table. He picks up a piece of salmon, dips it in Ponzu, then applies a little force as he places it in Justin's open mouth. Justin leans into him for a deep kiss that evolves into something animalistic. They continue feeding each other until the firm young stud lies bare before them. They lean over him from opposite sides licking the delicious remnants from his sun-kissed skin. Brian reaches for Justin jerking him forward onto the table and ripping the black Hugo Boss shirt off him so hard buttons fly in all directions bouncing off the walls. He pulls Justin tight against his body running his tongue up his neck to his earlobe biting down gently. The handsome young sushi boat drapes himself over Justin from the other side kissing his bare shoulders and back. Justin undresses Brian starting with the zipper on his jeans sliding his hand inside.
"Mon amour..." Brian pants with delight as Justin explores further.
"I love when you speak French" Justin flashes a smile while reaching around to pull their third party into the action putting him face to face going for a kiss. Brian deflects and goes for another round with Justin before turning him to face their last tasty morsel of the evening.
"Would...you like...to do...the...honors" Brian speaks in short bursts as his lips, tongue, and hands explore his partner's body.
"I ordered the Jade Emperor for you" Justin manages as he's reversed facing the younger male looking into his emerald eyes as he drops to his knees offering lip service. He falls back into Brian's arms surrendering to the power of his jaws while his lover continues caressing him with lips and fingertips.
Justin strips quickly and takes just as swiftly as he had Ethan changing positions often in tandem with Brian making use of their new friend's skills until they dissolve into a puddle of sweat. As they locked up and made their way to the loft, Justin thinks about the conversation he was going to have with Brian.
