"MODEST"
TITLE: "MODEST"
AUTHOR: doppelgangerqaf
BETAED BY: Unbetaed.
TIMELINE: Anytime Post-513.
WORD COUNT: 100 words.
WARNING: R.
DISCLAIMER: Brian and Justin and QAF are creation and properties of CowLip and ShowTime.
SYNOPSIS: Getting fucked... Kinney style...
A/N: Written for the Open Prompt Week: Prompt #137 in drabylon (prompt under the cut).
Also written for my table in fanfic100, Prompt #35: Sixth Sense.
Love is always appreciated!
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This bed is on fire
With passionate love
The neighbours complain about the noises above
-Laid, by James
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"MODEST"
By Doppelganger
Fucked Justin’s brain’s out was what Brian did as soon as he got to NYC.
Justin moaned then collapsed face down on his apartment floor. Loud banging on the wall followed.
“It’s him,” Justin helped Brian pull out. “He seems to know when you’re here.”
Brian frowned, tongue rolled inside his mouth, “Sunshine, one doesn’t need sixth sense to know I’m fucking you senseless.”
Justin grinned, “I barely made a sound.”
“Right,” Brian, ever so gently, climbed on top of Justin. The floor creaked. “Your floor isn’t that modest,” then bit Justin’s shoulder before plunging in the blond once again.
-FIN-
AUTHOR: doppelgangerqaf
BETAED BY: Unbetaed.
TIMELINE: Anytime Post-513.
WORD COUNT: 100 words.
WARNING: R.
DISCLAIMER: Brian and Justin and QAF are creation and properties of CowLip and ShowTime.
SYNOPSIS: Getting fucked... Kinney style...
A/N: Written for the Open Prompt Week: Prompt #137 in drabylon (prompt under the cut).
Also written for my table in fanfic100, Prompt #35: Sixth Sense.
Love is always appreciated!
**********
This bed is on fire
With passionate love
The neighbours complain about the noises above
-Laid, by James
***********
"MODEST"
By Doppelganger
Fucked Justin’s brain’s out was what Brian did as soon as he got to NYC.
Justin moaned then collapsed face down on his apartment floor. Loud banging on the wall followed.
“It’s him,” Justin helped Brian pull out. “He seems to know when you’re here.”
Brian frowned, tongue rolled inside his mouth, “Sunshine, one doesn’t need sixth sense to know I’m fucking you senseless.”
Justin grinned, “I barely made a sound.”
“Right,” Brian, ever so gently, climbed on top of Justin. The floor creaked. “Your floor isn’t that modest,” then bit Justin’s shoulder before plunging in the blond once again.
-FIN-