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Rating: PG

Chapter Five: Starts Today

Justin wondered how the hell he had gotten to where he was. He was lying on his left side, facing the bathroom, with a very naked Brian Kinney spooning closely behind him. He was supposed to be sleeping in Michael and Ben's guest bedroom not with Brian who was folding him tightly to his chest protectively. There was supposed to have been a deal about abstinence but somewhere along the way it had slowly been forgotten although Brian hadn't even touched him yet.

Sighing as he continued to think, Justin then wondered why he was so incapable of oppressing the man behind him. No matter what he did, somehow Brian managed to twist it around and make it so that he was in charge even if that's not how it had started out. But then again, that was probably why he was where he was in his job, Justin mused.

"I can practically hear you thinking," murmured Brian against the back of Justin's neck, his voice hoarse with sleep. "What's on your mind at four in the morning?"

"Nothing," Justin lied. "I just can't get to sleep."

"You were asleep four hours ago. In fact, I remember you passing out in the Jeep after we left Michael's."

"I guess I'm not tired anymore."

Justin was being annoying and Brian was getting annoyed.

"Fine. Have it your way."

Brian settled back down behind Justin and closed his eyes, trying to fall back to sleep. His hand was laying flat against his lover's chest while his lower body was snug against the other man's behind.

It only took a few minutes for Brian to be sound asleep once more and Justin smiled faintly. He turned in the embrace that he was being held in to face Brian. A few strands of chestnut hair had fallen in his eyes and Justin noticed that it was time for him to see the barber. Justin thought about reaching up and running his fingers through the soft tresses but oppressed the idea.

When Brian rolled back onto his back, he brought Justin with him to curl against his side, who leisurely draped his leg over Brian until it settled comfortably in between both of Brian's legs. As he rested his head on the pillow above Brian's shoulder, Justin began to unhurriedly dance his fingertips across Brian's bare chest. Brian absentmindedly held onto Justin tighter with his arm wrapped low around Justin's waist.

It was hard for Justin to believe now that he had wanted to live as far as possible from the sleeping man basically underneath him. Though he was peaceful and calm in his slumber, he would wake up a beast and Justin knew that and didn't care. What mattered was that Brian loved him and Justin was getting tired of just seeing it in Brian's eyes.

"Honey, breakfast is ready!" called Justin to Brian who was in the bedroom, tying his tie.

Brian growled as he heard Justin noisily getting two plates for them out of the cupboard. It was the fact that his China plates with silver trim were being scratched against each other that darkened his mood, it was what his lover had just called him.

Standing in the doorway to the bedroom with his arms folded over his silk-clad chest, Brian waited patiently for Justin to look up and see the practiced look on Brian's face that everyone knew meant he was ticked.

"What?" said Justin stupidly, setting down the plates on the counter before separating equal amounts of scrambled eggs onto each dish.

"Three days," he said and then disappeared into the bedroom to grab the jacket to his suit.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Justin asked when Brian came into the kitchen.

He ignored the eggs and the bacon and headed straight for the coffee that had just finished brewing.

"It'll be three days before you get any," Brian said over the rim of his black coffee cup.

Justin stared with his eyebrows pinched together at the man who was leaning casually against the edge of the counter, sipping his coffee with appreciation like someone would sip their whine.

"What did I…" His voice trailed off when he realized what he had said earlier.

Rolling his eyes, he went back to finishing making breakfast. Justin brought out the ketchup from the fridge and noticed that Brian was watching with pour the red sauce onto the plate with a look of disgust. All that unnecessary sugar with the eggs and all that unnecessary fat of the bacon. Justin just smiled down at his plate before digging in.

"That is the most revolting thing I've seen," Brian said slowly, bewitched by Justin's breakfast.

"I don't know why I cook for you. You always complain about it."

"You make good coffee."

"Yeah, and to you, coffee is its own food group."

"Kind of like ketchup is to you."

"Ketchup goes good with anything," Justin stated simply, dipping his bacon into it with his hands, another thing that disgusted Brian. "Every meat, potato, and egg."

"Fish?"

"Yeah."

"I retract my previous statement. That is the most revolting thing."

"Maybe, but it's really good."

"If you weren't so good in bed, I would leave you because of that alone," whispered Brian into Justin's ear as he placed his empty coffee cup in the sink, which Justin was standing in front of.

"You're so shallow."

"I know," grinned Brian sweetly before kissing Justin's cheek. "Now be good, dear, while I'm gone."

"That's one," counted Justin with a hint of warning in his voice that Brian could hear over the egg that was in Justin's mouth.

"One what?"

"One day," said Justin matter-of-factly, mimicking Brian's tone earlier.

Scoffing and rolling his eyes to the ceiling while he smirked, Brian could barely believe what he was hearing. Apparently, Justin was trying to play the same game as Brian was; only Brian knew that the game would follow through.

"That's cute, honey," Brian stated, sounding like he was bored and like he didn't believe what Justin was saying.

"Two. Say it again and it'll be three."

There was a sudden predatory look in Brian's eyes as he strolled leisurely towards the blond who was still in front of the sink. Brian came up behind him and nipped twice at the lobe of Justin's ear before he spoke.

"I bet you wouldn't mind if I called you 'honey' while I suck your cock," whispered Brian into Justin's ear, reaching around the body in front of him to dip his hand low and cup Justin through his pants.

Justin swallowed hard and then moved quickly away from his lover who was trying to test him. Running his fingers through his already tousled hair, Justin watched Brian cool over from the rejection.

"You would be late for work," said Justin.

Brian snorted lightly and readjusted his already perfect tie. It gave him something to do with his hands. "It doesn't matter. You're not supposed to be getting anything like that anyways."

"It goes in affect today?" asked Justin, a little surprised.

"Why so surprised, Sunshine?"

Justin figured that Brian would have wanted to fuck him first and then do it just so that Brian could be sated for a while. Justin also knew that it would leave himself wanting more of Brian, who he would not be able to have.

"No reason. Have a good day at work, Bri," said Justin, biting his bottom lip and waving when Brian made his way to the door.

Brian smiled over his shoulder and then left without another word. He didn't hear the audible groan that Justin made once the door was slid shut.