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Post by Laina on Oct 16, 2007 11:22:36 GMT -5
Author's Note: Please don't hate me. Things will get better after this. I PROMISE. *Hides* Also, lyrics are by Selena. Sorry this chapter is so short, and no the story is not almost over. Thanks to Jess for beta'ing.
Chapter Eight
Late at night when all the world is sleeping I stay up and think of you And I wish on a star that somewhere you are Thinking of me too
Brian's POV
I walk into Babylon, and head straight for the bar. As I take a seat and order a beam, the guys walk up to me. Emmett looks around, before turning back to me. "Where's Justin?" I sigh softly. "He's at the loft. He needed to be alone."
I pause for a moment, and then an idea comes to me. I don't want to leave Justin alone, but yet he doesn't want to be around me. I turn to Emmett, and say, "Justin could use a friend. You should go over and see if he is okay."
The guys all pause, waiting for me to tell them what's going on. When I don't, Emmett says, "Why, what happened? Is Justin okay?" I shake my head no. "It's not my place to tell his business, but I do know that he could use a friend."
I watch as Emmett nods, finishes his Cosmo, pays, and then leaves. Michael, Ben and Ted stand there waiting for me to talk. "Well?" Michael finally asks, unable to help being nosy. Sighing, I tell them what has happened.
"Daphne is dead." All three men freeze, and then Ben is the first to speak. "sh*t, is Justin okay?" I nod. "Yeah, he's in much better shape than Daphne, at least." The guys cringe at my remark, and I sigh inwardly this time.
I never know when to keep my mouth shut. Suddenly, Michael speaks up. "Do you really think it was a good idea to leave Justin alone like that? I mean, if what my mom said is even true. We know how much the little sh*t likes attention."
The next thing I know, a repeat of the punch at Melanie and Lindsay's party is taking place. When Ted and Ben grab me and hold me back, I shout: "f**k you! I know that Justin wouldn't lie to me about something like this!"
As Ben and Ted drag me away from Michael, my cell phone starts to ring. I look down, and see an unfamiliar number. Flipping open my cell phone, I say, "Who the f**k is this?!" Then I hear, "Brian, it's Emmett. Something's wrong with Justin."
Everything around me freezes. I can only hear his words repeating in my head, so I quickly tell him to call 911. Emmett says that he did, and they are waiting for the ambulance to show up. "sh*t! I'll meet you at Allegheny General."
I slam my phone closed, and shove Ben and Ted away from me. "Get the f**k off me!" They stand there in shock for a moment, and then I tell them that Justin is hurt AGAIN. That Emmett called me and said to meet them at Allegheny General.
Suddenly, I hear them running to catch up to me. Michael suggests we take his car, so we do. We quickly get inside, and they close their doors. I grab Michael's keys, and slide into the driver's seat. I slam on the gas, and drive to Allegheny General. We get there twenty minutes later, and I once again, rush to the front desk.
I quickly say Justin's name, show her my ID, and give her the other information she needs. After I give the nurse my information, she buzzes the doctor. Dr. Landry comes rushing up to me, and pulls me away from the guys.
Emmett comes from out of nowhere, and he has tears streaming down his cheeks. My heart is slamming in my chest, and I fear the worst. Dr. Landry's eyes are sad. "Brian, I know this is going to be very difficult for you. But you need to decide who you want to live."
I stare at Dr. Landry, wondering what the hell he means. "What the f**k are you talking about?" Dr. Landry sighs softly, and then quickly explains. "Justin and your baby won't both be able to survive this surgery." I swear my heart stopped.
The doctor continued. "Justin is bleeding, and from what I can tell, he probably has been for a while. Also, from the little I could get him to say, he has been stressed out to the breaking point. This shouldn't have happened, but now there is nothing we can do to stop it. This is a delicate decision, Brian. It's not one to be made lightly, but it does need to be made quickly. Otherwise we might end up having no choice at all." Dr. Landry pats my back, trying to comfort me, but it doesn't work.
A moment later, he walks away to go and get ready for the surgery. I walk to Justin's room, and the door is open. He's lying there in bed, tubes and machines hooked up to him. My blonde angel is in pain, and I have to stop it.
I take one last glance at Justin, and then I go to fetch Dr. Landry. My mind is made up. I know what I'm going to do. The only thing is, I hope that I've made the right decision. Sighing, I wait for Dr. Landry, to give him my decision.
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Post by Laina on Oct 16, 2007 11:27:11 GMT -5
Author's Note: Thanks to all the lovely reviews.
Chapter Nine
Justin's POV
The pain that is coursing through my body is almost blinding, and I just want it to be over with. Something is wrong with the baby, I know it. Part of me knows that this will be the end of one of us. That same part of me, wants the baby to live.
But the other part of me wants for me to live. I know it's selfish, and what kind of father am I if I want to live, more than I want my baby to live? I feel a wetness on my cheek, and I realize that I'm crying, but I just can't help it.
Those last rational thoughts fly out of my head, as the pain only gets worse with each passing second. The next thing I know, Brian, Dr. Landry, and several nurses quickly fill the room. After that, I feel a needle being stuck into me, and darkness takes me.
I don't know what time it is, when I come to again, later. I'm still in a little bit of pain, but not as much as I was before the surgery. I slowly open my eyes, and everything is a bit blurry. I open and close my eyes a few more times.
Then, when I can finally focus on things, I look for Brian. To my surprise, he's sitting in a chair nearby, with a baby in his arms. Looking around, I realize that I'm in a hospital room, and not on the operating table anymore.
I quickly look back at Brian, who seems to finally notice that I'm awake again. He tightens his grip a little on the baby, and then gets up. Brian walks over to me and says, "Do you want to hold her?" I nod, and then it hits me.
"So the baby made it?" Brian pauses for a moment, and then sighs. When I'm about to ask him to explain, he starts to, as if he had read my mind. "The doctor knew that you were pregnant with a boy. He didn't know we were having twins though."
When Brian doesn't continue, I urge him to. "Go on." I look around again, and then say, "If I had twins, then where is our son?" Turning back to Brian, I'm surprised when I see a tear fall down his cheek, and I wonder what caused it.
He is silent for a moment, and then says, "We were going to have twins. Our son didn't make it. They needed a name on the birth certificates and his death certificate. So I named them. Our little boy's named Drake, and our little girl is Daphne."
I feel the tears start, and they fall from my eyes and down my cheeks. I'm crying because I'm happy and sad. I'm happy that Brian chose to name our daughter after Daphne, my best friend. But I'm also sad, because like my best friend, our son is dead.
Brian hands Daphne to me, and I ask him which of our last names he put on all three certificates. Brian smiles at me, and then shocks me with his next words. "I put both of our names." I feel my mouth drop open, and then ask, "What do you mean?"
Brian rolls his eyes, and then explains. "I put their names as Drake Taylor-Kinney, and Daphne Taylor-Kinney." I can't stop the strange bubble of laughter that comes from deep within me, when I hear him say the kids names.
Brian stare at me. "What the f**k are you laughing for? I'm completely serious." Another funny thing, is that I know he is. But anyway, I look at Brian, and explain to him. "Since you named our daughter after my best friend Daphne, I bet she is loving it."
After a moment Brian gets it, and he smirks. "Well, Daphne always did want me. Now she gets someone to carry on her name, and gets to have my name with it, in a way." I laugh softly, and then give all my attention to our daughter.
Her blonde hair and hazel eyes make her look so beautiful. I gently press a kiss to the top of her head. My arms are getting tired, so I ask Brian if he would hold Daphne now. He nods, and then takes our daughter lovingly into his arms.
Dreading the question that I have to ask, I ask it anyway. "Where are the vultures? Uh, I mean the family." Brian laughs at my words, but after a moment, he falls silent again. "Brian, is the family here?" Brian nods, and rolls his lips into his mouth.
Then he says, "Emmett was hysterical, as was Debbie. They had to be escorted off the hospital grounds. The doctor said that you can have visitors when you awaken, but that they can't upset you, or they will be told to get lost."
I nod, and think for a moment. Then I tell Brian to let the family in, in small groups. The first group is a calm one, thank God. It's Debbie, Carl, and Emmett. Debbie walks in and hugs me, saying softly, that she's glad I'm okay.
Carl smiles at me, and says the same. Emmett stands next to me for a moment, tears streaming down his cheeks, and then he kisses me on the cheek. "I'm glad you're okay, baby." We talk for a few minutes, and then Brian kicks them out.
The second group comes in, and it's my mom and Molly. My mom kisses my cheek and asks if I'm okay. I tell her I am, and then turn to Molly. She stands several feet away from the bed, and says that she loves me.
"Molly, give me a hug." My words are soft and serious, and she shakes her head no, not wanting to hurt me. "Molly, give me a hug." I repeat myself, and she finally agrees. Stepping forward, Molly is careful of all the machines and wires.
"I love you, Jus." Her words warm me, and so I hug her and then say, "I love you too, Mollusk." Molly smiles a watery smile at me, and then Brian kicks them out as well. Michael, Ben, and Hunter walk in next. Their visit is short and to the point.
Michael and Ben tell me that they are glad everything is okay. Hunter looks at me, and then mutters, "I'm glad you're still alive... Blondie." Then Hunter smirks, and I smile, as they leave the room. Last but not least, the munchers and Gus come in.
Lindsay walks over to me, with Gus in her arms. She does the same as everyone else. She asks me if I'm okay, and when I say yes, she says she's glad. Melanie kisses my cheek, and then Lindsay let's Gus a little close to me.
Gus reaches me, and kisses my cheek. Then he pulls back and says, "I love you, Jus." My heart soars at his words, and even though Brian and I lost our little boy, we at least still have Daphne and Gus to brighten our lives.
I swallow the large lump in my throat, and then reply to Gus. "I love you too, Gus." Then Brian kicks the last group out, and the family leaves. When they are gone, he closes the door behind himself. Then Brian says he has to take Daphne back to the nurse's station.
I nod, and Brian brings Daphne to me, so that I can kiss her cheek. Then he brings our daughter to the nurse's station, so they can care for her right now. When Brian returns, he kisses my lips gently and sweetly, and then tells me to get some more rest.
I nod again, and then get comfortable in the hospital bed. I look over at Brian, who is trying his very best, to get comfortable in the ugly hospital chair. Then my head hits the pillow, and my body relaxes. I find myself falling asleep.
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Post by Laina on Oct 16, 2007 11:31:22 GMT -5
Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to update this. More sadness in this chapter. Please don't hurt me.
Chapter Ten
Brian's POV
When I wake up the next morning, I already know. Before the doctor comes in, I already know what he is going to tell us. That Daphne is dead too. It was way too early for the babies to be born, so I'm not really surprised that neither one of them made it.
Dr. Landry walks into the room, and I gently run my fingers over Justin's face. My blonde wakes up, and I tell him that the doctor is here. Justin slowly sits up in bed, with my help. Then Dr. Landry delivers the news that breaks my heart.
"Justin, Brian, I'm afraid that I have some more bad news for you. Daphne died an hour ago. It was too soon for both of the babies to be born. Their lungs weren't fully developed. Now the good news is, that you can still have more kids, Justin."
Not knowing how to reply, I just turn to Justin. He remains silent for a moment. Then he says, "When can I go home?" Dr. Landry sighs softly, and then says, "I say about a week. A full week." Justin just nods. Then he looks at Dr. Landry, and asks if it's okay for him to go to sleep.
Dr. Landry nods, and then he exits the room. I pull Justin close to me, and I kiss the crown of his blonde head. "Sleep for a while. I'll go and call the family. I'm sure the vultures, I mean family, want to know how you are."
Justin rolls his eyes at me, and then he pulls the covers over his body. "I'm sorry, Brian. I was really looking forward to bringing the twins home with us when they were due." I just nod, and remind Justin that this wasn't his fault.
Then I silently slip out the door, and down the hallway. I go outside, and pull my cell phone from my pocket. I call Jennifer and Debbie, and tell them that both of the babies have died. Both women start crying, and quickly hang up.
Then I call Lindsay, and tell her. I ask her to call everyone else and let them know. She agrees, and I tell her to give Gus a kiss for me. Then I hang up my cell phone and return to Justin's room to check on him.
When I enter Justin's room again, I'm glad to find him sleeping. I know that all of this drama and sadness is getting to be too much for him. I completely understand. Walking over to his bed, I take a seat in the chair beside his bed.
Sighing softly, I miss his long, blonde locks. Sure his hair looks hot like it is, but I feel anger and fear fight within me, as I remember the reason my blonde angel got rid of most of his hair in the first place.
I get up, and leave the room. I have to find that Cody idiot. I need to rip him apart, so that I don't drown in the waves of despair that are threatening to consume me. I have to be strong for Justin.
He needs me, and I plan to be there for him, come hell or high water. We are in a full partnership now. I'm no longer acting like Justin doesn't belong in my life. Justin does belong in my life, and I'm grateful to have him with me, every second.
I walk over to the nurse on duty, and ask her to tell Justin when he awakes, that I'll be back. I just need to take care of something. The woman smiles at me, and nods. She's a young woman, younger than me.
The nurse's nametag reads: 'Sam.' Sam is about 5'3, with black hair and green eyes. She is thin as a rail, and reminds me of a young mother caring for her children. Sam has a protective way about her, and I can tell she loves her patients.
After speaking to Sam, I go to my car. I unlock the doors and slide inside. I drive to Cody's crappy apartment, and try to keep my anger in check until I see the little f**k*r. I park right in front of the apartment, and then exit my car.
Walking up to Cody's apartment, I start pounding on the door. It's several minutes, until the little sh*t answers his door. When the door opens, I grab the little a**hole by the thoat, and start to choke the sh*t out of him.
After he snaps out of shock a moment later, Cody starts to struggle in my grasp. After several unsuccessful attempts to get away, he finally gives up. "What... do... you... want?" He gasps the words out, and I glare angrily at him.
"Stay the f**k away from Justin. Keep yourself and your crazy ideas away from my partner, or I'll kill you next time." Then I drop Cody, and he falls to the floor with a loud shout of, "a**hole!" I glare, and then leave his sh*tty apartment.
I force myself to calm down, and then get in my car and go back to the hospital. It's a little while later, and I'm pulling up at the hospital again. I turn off the car, and then undo my seatbelt. I exit the car and quickly lock it.
I walk back into the hospital, speak to the nurse on duty agin, asking if Justin woke up while I was gone. She tells me no, and I'm glad. I thank her, and then quickly and silently return to Justin's room. Entering the room, I can't help but smile.
My blonde angel is sleeping peacefully, and I'm glad. He definitely needs it. After everything that has happened, Justin also needs a lot more. Though what he needs, I don't know yet. But whatever it is, I'll give it to him.
No hesitations, no questions. Justin is mine, and I'm not letting him go this time. We will face everything head on, and for those who have a problem with us, well f**k them. We're queer, and we're here to stay. Get used to it.
I get comfortable in my chair once more, and wait for Justin to wake up. When he does, I'll let him know I'm going home for an hour to shower and change clothes. I know I have nothing to worry about at Kinnetik.
Cynthia and Theodore can run my business for now. They already know not to f**k things up, or I'll fire their asses. I turn my attention back to Justin, who turns in his sleep, and I know he's going to wake up soon.
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Post by Laina on Oct 16, 2007 11:31:53 GMT -5
Author's Note: Thanks for all the reviews. Here is the next chapter.
Chapter Eleven
Justin's POV
I roll over in my hospital bed, and slowly open my eyes. I look over at Brian, who watches me with a concerned look on his face. "Water please." My voice is soft, and I smile when Brian nods and gets me some water.
He gets me some water, and then hands me the cup. "Thanks." Brian nods, and resumes his seat next to me. I look at him, and say, "I want to try again." He gives me a look that I know very well. It's the look that says, 'No f**k**g way.'
"Brian, I'm serious. I know that the only reason I was pregnant in the first place, was because the condom broke. But I want this, Brian. Please." He watches me silently for several moments. Then he slowly nods his head.
I'm not sure if Brian is saying yes seriously, or just to shut me up for now. But either way, I'm completely serious. As if reading my thoughts, Brian cups my chin in his hand and then says, "I know you mean it, Justin. But it'll be at least six months."
I feel my mouth drop open in surprise at his words, and Brian holds up a hand to calm me down. He begins to explain that both of us need to get tested, and that we can only sleep with each other for now.
I roll my eyes at his words, since Brian already knows that he's the only one I want to sleep with. I feel my Sunshine smile come over my face, and I say softly, "Thank you." Brian pulls me close, and says, "I just want you safe and happy."
I nod, and motion for Brian to sit on my bed next to me. He hesitates for a moment, and then does so. Brian sits down next to me in my bed, and I lay against him, my head resting comfortably on his chest.
"What did my mom and Deb say, when you called them? Lindsay too." Brian sighs softly, and then replies, "They started crying and hung up on me. Both of our mothers did that, Sunshine. d**n, our mothers are too much alike. With Lindsay, she's glad you'll be okay, and she said she'd pass along the message."
I smile at his words, and move over a little, giving him more room on the bed. Brian gets comfortable, and then I resume my position with my head on his chest. "Brian, are we really going to try again? I know you don't break promises, but I know this is a lot."
Brian wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me close, and I wait for him to speak. "Justin, you are my partner. If you want to try and have another baby, then I'm fine with it. I'm glad you asked instead of just poking a hole in a condom, and then saying 'oops'! I want to do this. I want to make you happy."
I feel my heart swell at the love that I have for this man. He is so perfect, and so good to me. I reach up, and start to run my fingers through his hair. I love how soft his hair is. After several moments, Brian gently grabs my wrist.
He gently lowers it, and my fingers leave his hair. Brian takes my hand into his own and says, "When you get out, let's just keep this between us for now. As much as you want the family to know, I think it would be safer to keep it to ourselves."
I nod, even though I want to tell Molly and my mother, but I won't. If Brian wants to keep this just between us, then I'll agree to it. "This week is going to go by so slowly. I hate not being able to do anything all day."
Brian rolls his eyes, and grins at me. "Well Sunshine, if you're bored, we can have some fun." After saying that, Brian winks at me. It's my turn to roll my eyes, and I quickly shake my head no at his suggestion.
A few moments later, a nurse comes in. She says that it's time to check my blood pressure and everything else. Brian nods, and he kisses me on the head. "I'm going home to shower and change my clothes. I'll be back in an hour."
I nod again, and then squeeze Brian's hand before he leaves. Brian presses a quick kiss to my lips, and then he leaves my room. The doctor and nurse come back in, and they check me over. It's long and boring, and I'm glad when it's over.
Before I know it, the doctor and nurse are done. Brian is entering my room again, this time with my mom, Molly, and Debbie. Molly asks if she can sit on the edge of my bed, and I nod. When she does, I hug my sister.
Debbie and my mother start talking, telling me that they can't wait for me to get out of here. Looking at the women, I say, "I'm going to be here for a week. When I get out, Brian and I are going to spend some time together, with Gus too."
Debbie smiles at me, and then leans over and pinches my cheek. Brian rolls his eyes, and motions for Deb to step away from me. My mom kisses my cheek, and Molly just smiles. Looking at Deb, I ask, "How is Vic?" She smiles and says that Vic is doing as well as can be expected. Deb also says that Vic sends his love, and is sorry that I lost the babies. I thank her for coming, and ask her to tell Vic thanks as well, and that I can't wait to see him when I get out of here.
They visit for an hour, and then they leave. Molly hugs me gently before they leave, and she says that she's sorry about the babies, but is glad that I'm okay. I hug my sister once more, and tell her that I love her.
It's silent when they leave, and so Brian comes and sits next to me again. "Do you want to go to sleep?" I shake my head no at his question. Then I smile when he pulls me close, and wraps his arms around me, making me feel loved and safe.
We spend the rest of the day like this, and I can hear the nurses in the hall saying, 'How sweet, they're so cute,' and things like that. Part of me wants to laugh, but the other part of me wonders what Brian will do.
In the end, he ends up doing nothing. All he does is smirk at the nurses, and they blush and scurry away. It's f**k**g hysterical. Brian would have all the women he could ever want, if he were a straight man.
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Post by Laina on Oct 16, 2007 11:33:06 GMT -5
Author's Note: Don't hate me. If you want more, you know what to do. Thanks to everyone who has read and reviewed. I appreciate everyone taking the time to read or review, and especially those who have done both. So, I'll stop yapping, and let you get on with the story.
Chapter Twelve
A Week Later
Brian's POV
It's Justin's first day back at home, and I know that he loves being back. We had a small funeral for both of our children, and all our friends and family were invited and showed up. The only people who weren't invited were my mother, Claire and her spawns, and Craig.
The funeral was short and sweet, and even I shed a few tears. I'm not a person who cries often, but in the last few years I've begun to cry more. When Justin was bashed, I cried. Now our children died, and I cried. I was so glad when the funeral was over.
Now, as I look over at my partner, I see him sitting on the floor in the living room, drawing silently. I know that Justin is drawing Drake and both Daphnes. He's taking all three of their death's very hard, and I just wish that there was something I could do to make him feel better.
I want to take away his pain, but I don't know how. Unfortunately, I only seem to be able to give Justin pain, not take it away. Suddenly, I get up and walk over to my blonde. I take a seat next to him and watch my young artist draw. Justin is drawing them, just like I thought.
I have to take his mind off of them, at least for a little while. We haven't had s*x in a week, and the little sh*t should be happy that I haven't jumped his bones yet. I had to stop myself from pouncing on Justin, the moment we walked in the door. Now though, I can't help it.
I pull my blonde to me, and force my lips on his. Justin resists for a few seconds, before giving in. I flick my tongue across his lips, insisting access. Justin opens his mouth a little, and I slip my tongue inside. Our tongues duel for dominance, but neither one of us really cares who wins.
All that matters is that we are still close, still together, after everything that has happened. I'm finally able to understand what all those cheesy love songs mean. I always thought they were a load of sh*t. But now I know better. Now I'm experiencing what those musicians felt.
Before I met Justin, if anyone would have asked me what I thought of love, I would have told them that it's complete and utter b*llsh*t. But now I know better. Now I know just how great being in love can be. I'm in love with my wonderful partner, and that's all there is to it.
When the kiss ends, I feel myself being led (or more accurately pulled) into the bedroom. Justin is ripping at my clothes, trying to hurry and take them off of me. I don't make a move to help him. I want Justin to undress me himself. After a moment, my blonde pauses.
Then he looks at me, as if trying to figure something out. After several minutes, Justin apparently finds what he was looking for. For he begins to rip at my clothes again, and before I know it my blonde is biting on my nipples, first the left and then the right.
After several minutes of torture like this, Justin begins his slow trail down my body. The next thing I know, my d*ck is engulfed in his warm mouth. I feel my back arching, as I try to suppress a moan and remain on the bed at the same time. Justin laughs a little around my d*ck.
As he does so, it sends shivers and vibrations through my body. Before I know it, I'm coming in my blonde's mouth. When Justin has milked me for all that I'm worth, he slides back up my body and shares my taste with me. Our lips crash together, as we meet for another kiss.
I never seem to be able to get enough of him. When we finally break from the kiss again, Justin reaches over to the bedside table. I pause for a moment, wondering why he's getting anything from there. I thought that we had agreed to try and have another baby.
When Justin turns back to me, the bowl of condoms in hand, he notices my surprised look. "What's wrong?" His question makes me smile before I answer. "I thought that you wanted to start trying to have another baby." It takes a moment for what I said, to register in his mind.
But when it does, I find myself with my arms full of my blonde partner. Justin is hugging me tightly and kissing me anywhere and everywhere that he can reach. After a few minutes though, he stops kissing me. Justin pulls away from me, and he has a worried look on his face.
"You recently said that we would have to wait six months before we could start having raw s*x. Why did the amount of time suddenly lessen?" I sigh softly and rolling my eyes, begin to tell Justin that I haven't tricked in at least a month, and that the last time I tested I was clean.
I walk over to my desk and open the drawer. I pull some papers out, and then close the drawer once more. Then I walk back over to my partner, and toss the papers into his lap. Justin quickly picks up the papers and reads them. After reading my results, a smile crosses his face.
I know what my blonde is thinking, so I nod and admit my actions to him anyway. "Yes, I did. When you were in the hospital, I asked the doctor and nurse to test you for anything. I know that I should have asked first, but after what happened with the kids, I didn't think it was a good time to mention it."
I sigh softly, and then continue. "I know that it's only a week after their deaths, and I don't want to replace them. I just thought that you might want to start trying to make another baby ASAP. This way both of us now what is going on, and are prepared for anything that can happen."
When I finish speaking, Justin kisses me. It's several minutes before we come up for air. I take the bowl of condoms, and put it back in the drawer. Then I look at my partner, and say, "Let's get started making our baby, Sunshine." Justin smiles and then the two of us get into position.
I thrust inside my blonde mere seconds later, and the feel of his warm walls completely surrounding my d*ck with no latex covering it, is almost more than I can take. I slam into Justin again and again, and then I'm coming inside of his tight little *ss. When I finish coming, I slip out of him.
We get up and go take a shower. When we finish our shower, we change the sheets, and crawl back into bed. I pull the duvet over us, and Justin smiles. Then I spoon in behind my partner, and kiss the crown of his blonde head. Justin smiles at me, and then the two of us drift off to sleep.
The End.
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