Author's Note: Sorry for the delay. Work load has been simply horrid. I hope to be getting back on track soon. Currently I have 2 stories in progress: this one & one on another site in a different fandom. I alternate writing between the two equally. Again, I give the reminder that this story is AU as I am telling some events similar but also different in some parts. For instance, Brian has already founded Kinnetik & Ted working for him at the time he meets Justin...that alone is different. There will be more instances as the story progresses. Not that I dispute how the screenwriters put these events into play, the changes just fit in with my particular plot better to work for me. Okay, here we go...please continue to let me know your thoughts. Your comments focus me & keep me writing so much quicker! =)

Chapter 6

Brian sat at the diner as was his morning ritual with his nose buried in the newspaper as his friends rattled on about their previous evening's escapades. Normally he would engage in the conversation, but today was different. He had left Babylon after a mediocre blowjob to head straight to where he knew his current obsession was living. He wasn't certain what his goal had been in making that late night visit to Justin. He only knew he had to go there. He had to see him. Alone. Needed to keep making the blonde boy aware of him, and his unchanging intent to have him. And, have him he would. Soon.

To place such effort in a pursuit was not like Brian, especially with one so apparently innocent. But, his course would remain unchanged...he wanted that boy too damned much. He remained silent and lost within his thoughts having no intention of letting them know what he had done last night. He knew they would ask when they were done with their own ramblings. However, telling them how frustrated and needy he was for one particular boy was not the impression of the "King of Liberty Avenue" he intended to freely

He flipped through the newspaper unseeing of the bold print his mind focused on his day; yet more urgently on his next move towards his delicious prey. Placing his numbers in Justin's phone was a bold, but effective move. He didn't trust Emmett not to toss the numbers away, and now each time Justin opened his phone to display his contacts Brian would be there...tempting him to call. Brian had no doubts that he would succumb to the temptation. He was very skilled at reading another man. Justin wanted him, but was obviously uncertain and nervous about proceding. Brian wasn't even sure Justin cared about all the warnings Emmett was giving him...in fact, that might just be making him even more curious. And, Brian knew very well...a curious twink made a very susceptible one.

He wondered if he had made an error last night not pushing him for more, but he had refrained due to the lateness of the hour knowing the boy had school. If they had not already spoke of meeting at Kinnetik today he didn't think he could have held back without at least taking something from the boy. Sweet fuck, he was already hardening just thinking of that. He hadn't even kissed the boy yet...and how he wanted to do just that. Badly.

Brian smirked thinking of how he had used the phone, and wondered if Justin had realized yet just how plotting Brian had been. He had a feeling the boy would figure it out in quick order. His blonde vision was obviously very intelligent. Justin had dropped the phone as Brian was distracting him. Quickly he pocketed it never one to miss an opportunity, and one so obviously awarded him. When Emmett was dancing at Babylon and looking to be there for the duration Brian knew the timing was right to call upon his scrumptious target. Filled with determination Brian mused to himself how the events would unfold at his offices later today. You won't leave the inner sanctum of my domain without a lasting remembrance of me, sweetness. I will taste those luscious lips, and feel that perfect body against mine...and, with any luck so much more. And, it will happen TODAY!

Hearing his name being incessantly called Brian scowled in annoyance as he looked up at his best friend Michael. "Brian? Where the fuck are you? I have been saying your name forever."

"I was somewhere far more pleasant. Sorry if I got lost in your tales of lesbionic bliss." Brian quirked at him.

"You know, just because Ben and I have something that you don't there is no need to be so insulting." Michael said in irritation.

Brian laughed before patting Michael's hand like you would humor a child. "There, there...little Mikey. If I ever decide to join the Stepford's wives club I will be sure to ask your advice. But, don't hold your breath."

"Yes, I know...it's much more preferable to fuck everything that moves." Michael stormed back.

Tilting his head to the side as if in deep thought he murmured, "Now that you mention it, yes...you are correct. Mikey, there is hope for you yet."

Mikey looked at Ben with love in his eyes before he mumbled, "Yes, there is...but apparently none for you."

"How will I ever survive?" Brian said with a roll of his eyes. "Debbie is my breakfast up yet? Some of us do have appointments to keep." he said looking at Debbie as she chattered away at a nearby table.

Looking to Brian with a glare she snapped, "Coming right up, your highness."

She returned a short time later with their orders plopping Brian's down with a loud clatter. Then she turned to Michael asking, "What's up your friend's ass today?"

Michael smiled as he rolled his eyes. "You would have to ask him, Mom."

Debbie looked to Brian. "What's the problem, Brian...didn't get your dick sucked last night?"

"Actually, I did get my dick sucked...thanks so much for asking." Brian smirked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well...apparently not good enough." she huffed before going back to check on her other tables.

"So, Bri gonna tell us what you did last night?" Michael continued to prod at him as everyone's eyes turned to Brian in anticipation.

Brian proceded to eat silently for several minutes before shaking his head seeing all the eyes training on him awaiting his response. "As I just said...I got my dick sucked. Then I went for a little walk, and back to the loft...alone."

"A bit mundane for you, boss man. After the display you gave us at Woody's." Ted taunted him.

Blake's eyes widened knowing Brian well enough by now that he would respond accordingly.

"That's enough, Theodore." Brian rasped out.

This time Ben chimed in, "Display at Woody's? What did we miss?"

Michael placed his elbows on the table placing his hands on each side of his face as he smirked at Brian before saying, "Please, do tell. What did we miss?"

"Nice going, Theodore. You do remember who signs your paycheck?" Brian growled back.

"Well...he don't sign mine." Blake much out of character popped in to say. "Brian was stalking Emmett's young friend. It was quite the display."

"And...what do you think of young Justin?" Michael asked him seeing instantly all of Emmett's fears of them meeting had already begun to be realized.

Brian's eyes became icy as they looked up at his friends. "What do you want me to say? That he is the hottest piece of ass...outside of myself, of course, that this berg has ever seen. That goes without saying. That I fully intend to fuck him at a time of my own choosing-that goes without saying as well...any other questions?"

They all looked at each other and laughed. What Brian had said told them so much. Brian had an itch for the blonde boy that needed scratched badly. Now they all knew it.

"Nope. Think that about covers it, Brian." Michael choked out with a laugh.

Brian glared at him before a body standing at the bar speaking to Debbie caught his undivided attention. He moistened his lips as he watched that familiar, and oh so delectable ass. He felt heat rising in him with an answering response in his dick. He took one last swallow of his coffee before picking up his check using this opportunity to settle his bill...and, he hoped so much more. He started to advance forwards in a prowling gait his hungry eyes never leaving the sweet body of his intended prey ignoring the knowing snickers from his friends.

He concentrated to hear Justin clearly as he approached them. "I was just on my way to class, and I remembered those lemon bars that I didn't try yesterday...thought I would today."

"Sunshine, you sit your perky little ass down. I will get them for you, along with a fresh bagel." she scolded him.

"I don't have much time, Debbie. Lemon bars will be fine." Justin beamed at her.

"You do as you are told, young man." her eyes narrowing at Brian's calculating approach. "By all means, let me take your bill, Brian...so you can be on your way."

"Now why are you rushing me off, Debbie? I am actually hurt." Brian said almost pouting as he handed her the check along with a generous tip. "Keep the change. It's hard to find such service."

Debbie rolled her eyes as she put in Justin's bagel order along with taking care of Brian's bill, and pocketing the tip. "Thanks so much, Brian. Always a pleasure to serve you."

"Yes, well...I have that effect on people, though rarely women." he laughed.

Justin turned his eyes towards him fully then and was unable to resist joining him in laughter. Then Brian turned to meet Justin's gaze the humor vanishing from his own eyes intent on pulling him into the burning heat that was steadily building within him. "And, how are you this morning, sweetness? Did you sleep well?"

"Well enough, thanks. When I was finally able to do so." he said with an unspoken reminder that Brian was the cause of it.

"So glad to hear it. Mmmmmm, I must say I went home to entertain thoughts of you sliding in your bed...or should I say sliding into you in your bed." Brian whispered hotly into Justin's ear his tongue reaching out to briefly stroke the lobe.

Justin couldn't tear his eyes away from Brian. He knew his face was flushed from a mixture of embarrassment, shock, and lust. He felt like a small, helpless animal about to be caught in the jaws of a predator that was stalking...intent to devour. His only hope was for Debbie to hurry with his bagel and lemon bars. Keeping this man at arms length was continuing to be a difficult challenge. One that he had barely been succeeding in...so far.

Brian reached forward with a long finger to gently stroke the lips that had so tempted him from their initial meeting. "Have I struck you speechless, Justin? It's okay. I can think of far better uses for them luscious lips than mere speaking."

Justin made the mistake of opening his lips to try to speak when Brian took immediate advantage of the given opportunity by sliding his finger inside causing them both to moan as they realized what the gesture truly symbolized. Uncaring of where they were Brian wiggled his finger around his eyes blazing hot with his hungry need when Justin's lips instinctively closed around Brian's finger.

Leaning in closer Brian whispered, "That's it, Justin. Suck on it. Exactly the same way you will suck on my cock."

Justin's eyes widened in fear, lost in his desire for this man before realizing what he was doing...in front of everyone. He flushed anew as he released his grip upon Brian's finger. "I...uhhhhh this can't happen, Brian. I gotta go." he almost whimpered as he looked towards Debbie bagging up his order groaning in embarrassment seeing she had veiwed the entire exchange.

"Do you need a ride to school, little boy?" Brian openly leered at him not seeing Emmett approaching from behind.

"He has a car, Brian. I came to see what was taking so long to get some lemon bars. However, I should have known." Emmett said forcing himself not to glare at Brian knowing he had promised Justin to try to back off.

"It appears he was distracted." Brian said with a lusty smile.

Emmett turned to wave at his friends that were watching with open enjoyment before turning back to Justin. "Are you ready now, Justin? You are going to be late for class."

Debbie approached with a bag in her hand. She handed it to Justin before she said, "It's my fault, sweetie. I told Justin lemon bars wasn't enough for breakfast."

"No, you are right. It's not, but he doesn't listen to me." he said with a pointed look at Brian.

Brian threw down another bill on the counter before he said, "Allow me. It's the least I can do for being given such a pleasing start to the day. And, don't forget you are calling me later...or shall I just call you?"

"Uh, no I remember, Brian. I will call you later. I promise. And, ummmmm thanks." he said as he proceded Emmett out of the diner forcing himself not to look back at Brian one last time. Focus, Taylor. You can resist this sexy God that was placed on Earth as your sole torment. But, damn if he is not the most beautiful thing alive.

Brian moved to leave as well but was forstalled by Debbie's chiding voice. "You listen to me, asshole. If you hurt Sunshine...I will fuck you up."

"Sunshine?" Brian almost cackled.

"Yes, that's what I call him. You got a problem with that?" she snapped back.

"Not at all. I have no intention of hurting the boy. However, I see nothing wrong with giving him the benefit of my expertise."

"You heard me, Brian. Don't hurt him. The kid has been through alot." she told him with concern in her eyes as she watched him walk out of the diner shaking her head sadly knowing Brian would do what he wanted...as always.

Michael approached her with a sad smile knowing her so very well. Already she had formed an attatchment to Justin. Her heart was just too big, as tough as she projected herself to be...she was just a marshmallow on the inside.

He hugged her as he whispered into her neck, "Don't worry, Mom. It will all work out."

"I really hope so, Michael. But, this is Brian we are talking about...and, Justin is just so vulnerable...and young. I can't help but to worry." she sighed sadly.

Michael nodded. "I know. But, there is nothing we can do."

"You are right. Just as I told Emmett. All we can do is pick him up, and dust him off...if he falls." she said with a slight smile.

"Justin is lucky to have Emmett and you looking after him. He will be just fine. And, from what I have seen that boy is alot tougher than he looks. Brian may have at last met his match." Michael said uncertain of how he would feel if the unthinkable happened and Brian fell hard for the young boy.

"Time will tell. No matter what it's their life...we have to let them live it." she said giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before returning to her work.

Michael nodded in agreement as he couldn't dispell the thought that Brian's interest in Justin was far more than just a standard "Kinney fuck". And, if that were the case...what exactly would that mean for all of them?