RESCUE WHAT'S LEFT OF ME
Rescue What's Left Of Me
Chapter Six: For My Family
Summary: The gang gets to meet Justin and hear thew good news.
AN: A little surprise that I think you guys are going to like. Thanks to my betas.
Justin parked his car and got out. He walked for about two blocks to his destination. To say he was pissed would be putting it lightly. He looked around the place and saw Slater and Bruce waiting for him.
“Is Brian okay?” Slater asked him.
Justin nodded and turned to look at Bruce. “So, what are we doing here?”
“Business,” Bruce told him.
“Right,” Justin said wondering why the fuck they had to call him when there were so many other guys that could help them. Then again they always called him. He’d just wanted to stay with Brian at home. “Let’s go in then.”
The three men went inside the abandoned building. Justin took the safety off both of his guns and kept looking over his shoulders and to the sides. They went to the second floor where Bruce walked to one of the rooms. There were four men waiting for them.
“You’re late,” the man sitting down said.
“Roger,” Bruce said smiling. “I’m not. I’m never late.”
“Right,” Roger whispered. “The world revolves around you.”
Justin looked at the guys behind Roger. He had a bad feeling but kept quiet and ready for anything.
Roger nodded at one of his guys who moved forward with a black duffel bag. He set it on the floor and opened it. The bag was filled with money. Slater moved closer and put the blue bag next to the black one. The guy that had been holding the money inspected the goods from the bag. Then each grabbed what they came for before they moved back.
The transaction was almost over when someone burst into the room. Roger got up frowning wondering what the fuck was going on.
“The cops are here,” the guy said.
Everyone drew their guns at each other.
“You bastard,” Bruce hissed. “You fucking asshole.”
“Don’t give me that,” Roger said. “This is all you.”
“Let’s go,” Slater said. “Now.”
“I should kill him,” Bruce hissed.
“You’re outnumbered,” Roger pointed out with a smile.
“We all are,” Justin announced. “Let’s get the fuck out of here now.”
They exited the room and split. Slater was running ahead to go get the car.
“Here,” Bruce said. “You carry the money.”
Justin grabbed it and ran after Bruce. They had to stop when they heard men running towards them. At that moment they separated. The dark haired man went inside one of the empty rooms and Justin moved to another.
The blond put his back to the wall and hoped like hell they just went by his room. The sound of running feet got louder and then it started dying again. He wasn’t sure if they had seen him go inside the abandoned room.
“Fuck, fuck,” he whispered, his heart was beating a mile per minute.
Then his arm went up pointing his gun at the door when the knob started to turn.
“Drop it,” the guy coming in said.
Justin thought hard what he should do next. He was about to lower his gun when the man pointing at him lowered his and took a step forward. The man who was dressed all in black lifted his mask and then put his gun away.
“We got what we wanted,” the man said.
Justin was about to speak when Bruce appeared behind the agent pushing his gun on the back of the man’s head.
“Walk,” Bruce said.
The man did.
“What the fuck is going on?” Bruce asked as he looked at Justin briefly.
“I’m an FBI agent,” the man said lifting his hands up slowly and then he started to turn with them up in the air.
Bruce took two steps back. “What is this, Justin? He was talking to you.”
The blond licked his lips as he still had his gun raised.
“What the fuck?” Bruce asked beyond angry. “You’re a fucking rat.”
Justin gripped his gun even tighter.
“Taylor,” Bruce growled. “You’ve been feeding the FBI information.”
The blond kept quiet.
“Is that why they let you out of prison before you were supposed to come out?” Bruce asked.
The agent saw his opportunity to do something when Bruce focused on the blond. In seconds he reached for his other gun and before Bruce could react he was shot twice in the chest.
“Fucking hell,” Justin said as he ran over to Bruce. He kneeled next to him and shook his head. “Fucking shit.”
“We’ll be in touch,” the agent said as he lowered his mask again and left the room.
The blond didn’t know what to do. Minutes later Slater found him and the two of them picked Bruce up. They carried him to the car and got him on the back. Justin didn’t know what he was going to do if Bruce managed to say something.
“He’s lost a lot of blood,” Slater said as he drove them out of there like a bat out of hell. “Jesus fuck! They had a S.W.A.T. team and everything. I don’t know what the fuck happened. That meeting was planned only two fucking days ago and there was no fucking location for it. Damn it!”
Bruce blinked a few times. “You,” he choked out. “I...fuck you.”
“Is he saying something?” Slater asked. “Tell him not to speak. Tell him to hold on.”
Justin who had gotten in the back as well couldn’t do much but stare at the dying man.
“How is he doing?” Slater asked taking a sharp turn.
The blond knew that Bruce was as good as dead. He’d been killed point blank. It was just a matter of time. Time he couldn’t risk. It wasn’t about him anymore. He knew that he couldn’t risk letting Bruce make it back to the house and talking. He had two beings to protect and he was going to.
The blond looked at Slater and then moved closer to Bruce. “I’m sorry,” he whispered to the man as he pressed one hand to the man’s chest and the other one to Bruce’s mouth and nose.
“It’s going to be okay,” Slater said. “We’ll make it.”
“I’m sorry,” the blond whispered. He’d never done something like that before. If he ever had shot someone and killed them it was to protect himself.
It didn’t take long for Bruce to stop breathing. The man didn’t even fight. He didn’t have the energy. When Justin told Slater that Bruce hadn’t made it the man’s only response was to change directions while slowing down.
***
Brian tossed and turned as he tried to go to sleep. He looked at the alarm clock and frowned. Three hours ago Justin had left saying he was going to be back in just a few minutes. He was worried that something had happened to his man. He rubbed his belly for a few seconds and then got up from the bed.
He turned on a lamp so he could see and then started pacing in the area between the kitchen and the bedroom. He was getting anxious not knowing where Justin was. He walked to the phone and picked it up. He stared at it and didn’t know if he should call the blond. He wanted to and yet he didn’t want to look like a desperate boyfriend.
“My god,” Brian said as he walked to the kitchen. “I’m so fucking pathetic.”
The brunet couldn’t believe how he was acting. He wanted to go back to bed and not care if the blond came back or not. But he did care about the sandy haired man. He wondered how many nights he was going to spend like that. He sighed and his eyes filled with tears as he got something to eat. He was scared shitless that something had happened to the fair skin man.
Then the door to the loft opened a bit and closed again. Brian gasped when it happened and stared at the older man. Justin frowned as he walked over to the brunet.
“What are you doing up at this hour?” Justin asked.
The brunet wasn’t about to admit that he’d been worried. So he shrugged it off. “I’m eating. The baby was hungry.”
“Are you going to blame everything on the baby?” Justin asked raising a brow.
The brunet shook his head with a smile. Then he looked at Justin and could see how strained the man looked. He was worried once again. That’s when he noticed that Justin was wearing new clothes and not the ones that he had left with. “Where were you?”
Justin sighed. “It doesn’t matter.”
“You look pale,” the brunet pointed out. “Did something happen?”
“Why don’t you go back to sleep?” Justin asked. “Come on. I’m tired.”
Brian walked with Justin to the bed. Of course he had a good hold on his milk and cookies. The brunet frowned when Justin got in the bed with his clothes and shoes. Then the blond sat down and put a pillow on his lap.
“Come on,” Justin said.
“Aren’t you going to sleep?” Brian asked as he sat down.
“Later,” the blond told him. “Come here.”
Brian did just that. Justin started caressing his hair as he ate a few more cookies. Brian’s mind was going a mile per minute trying to figure out what was going on. He could feel the tension from Justin’s body. Brian wanted to sleep but he wanted to make sure that Justin was okay.
“Justin,” Brian said.
The blond stopped playing with Brian’s hair. He didn’t say anything.
“Justin is everything okay?” Brian asked.
The blond sighed and moved in the bed so he could embrace his lover. “Everything is fine,” Justin whispered on Brian’s ear.
“You’re lying to me,” Brian said. “I want to help you.”
The older of the two smiled.
“You’re a good kid,” the blond told him. “You can’t help me.
Brian didn’t believe that. “We’re…” he stopped talking and sat up.
“Brian?” Justin asked alarmed.
“We’re kind of a family,” Brian said as he turned to look at the older man. “We need each other.”
The blond moved closer to Brian. “I know,” he said. “But there are things…too hard to say.”
“What happened tonight?” Brian asked almost scared to know.
“I protected us,” Justin whispered. “I had to.”
“You’re scaring me,” the brunet said.
The sandy hair man took a deep breath as he rubbed his face. He got up from the bed and took off his boots before he started stripping.
“Justin,” the younger man said.
“We’re going to sleep, Brian,” Justin told him. “I’m okay. There is nothing to worry about.”
Brian shook his head. “We’re going to have a baby.”
The man stopped moving and looked at Brian.
“What do you do, Justin?” Brian asked but he wasn’t really looking for an answer. It was more like an observation.
Justin sighed. “It’s complicated, Brian.”
Brian shook his head. “Leave it behind you please.”
“I can’t,” Justin said. “I know what I’m doing.”
The younger man scoffed. “I’m not stupid. It’s anything but good.”
“I’ll keep you safe,” Justin told him. “I know I would do anything to protect you.”
The brunet flinched not wanting to imagine how far Justin would go to keep that promise.
“I don’t want this for my family,” Brian told him.
“Brian,” Justin said sternly.
“It has to stop, Justin,” Brian said.
“Don’t do this to me,” the older man said knowing where the man was going.
The brunet sighed.
“Whatever you do, don’t keep me away from the two of you,” Justin begged. “I’ll keep my job away from you just don’t push me away.”
“But Justin,” Brian protested.
“Please,” Justin whispered. “Don’t leave me.”
Brian bit his lower lip. He let it go for now but he was going to keep on trying. One way or another he was going to make Justin focus on the safety of their child and nothing else.
***
Brian had his arms crossed as he walked around the house he and Justin were seeing. He couldn’t believe it when he saw it. The blond said that they were going out and next thing he knew they were looking at houses. So far the one they were in was the biggest of them all. There were a few other people around because it was an open house gathering.
“Brian,” Justin said smiling as he found Brian walking down the hall. “I was looking for you. Did you see the pool?”
The brunet nodded.
“Do you imagine us fucking in it?” Justin asked.
“I love how all you think about is sex,” the brunet told him.
Justin laughed at that. “Did you like the patio?”
Brain nodded again.
“And the kitchen is huge,” Justin said. “Maybe one day you will learn to cook.”
“I don’t have to cook do I?” Brian asked. “Don’t confuse me with your housewife.”
“You aren’t,” Justin assured him. “You don’t have to be a housewife to know how to cook. I know how to do it.”
Brian arched a brow. “You can teach me.”
“Mmm,” the blond said and he moved closer. “I would love to teach you anything.”
Brian laughed. “It all sounds great but I can’t afford this house.”
“Together we can,” Justin said. “I have money.”
The other man frowned not sure he wanted Justin’s money involved with anything they bought.
“My mom left it to me,” Justin said when he saw Brian’s face.
The brunet sighed. “I don’t think you should waste it.”
“It’s our money,” Justin pointed out.
“It’s your money,” Brian said. “Not mine.”
“Do you want to get married?” Justin asked.
“What?” Brian asked as his eyes opened wide. “What are you talking about?”
The sandy haired man smiled. “I want to marry you and have this house and fill it with babies.”
The brunet smiled as Justin wrapped his arms around his waist.
“I want to share my life with you,” the blond muttered.
“You only want to marry me because I’m having this baby,” Brian said.
“I don’t have to marry you. I pretty much don’t have to do anything,” The man pointed out. “But I want this…if you do.”
Brian didn’t know what to say.
“Plus if anything happens to me you’ll benefit from that,” Justin told him.
Brian sighed. “Right.”
“I do have insurances on myself,” the blond told him. “Everything is legal.”
“That’s a morbid thought,” the taller man pointed out.
“So what do you say?” Justin asked smirking.
“I don’t know,” Brian said biting his lower lip. He couldn’t believe he was actually thinking about it. He barely knew Justin. He had met the blond at the beginning of July and then hadn’t seen him for almost four months. They had spent a month together and then Justin had left on his trip. They were pretty much strangers.
The brunet knew that if Justin was asking it wasn’t just because. The man could pretty much disappear and never come back. If Justin didn’t want anything to do with him he could have walked away and send money if he wanted or not.
“We can always get a divorce if it doesn’t work out,” Justin pointed out as he stood in front of the brunet.
“Isn’t this supposed to be romantic?” Brian asked.
“Oh you mean like when out of nowhere someone gets on one knee and ask the other person to marry them?” Justin asked making a face like it would be the last thing he would ever do. “Brian Kinney,” Justin said as he got on one knee and looked up.
“What are you doing?” Brian asked and looked around seeing that a few people were staring at them.
Justin got out a box from his pocket. “Would you have mercy in this old heart and say yes. Say you’ll love me for as long as you are able.”
The brunet couldn’t believe it. His eyes got teary and he wondered how it was possible that Justin could do that to him. His brain was telling him no, that it was crazy to marry the man when they barely knew each other and yet his heart couldn’t be happier about the whole thing.
“This is crazy,” the brunet pointed out.
“Are you going to be my husband?” Justin asked.
The brunet smirked. Justin got up and pulled Brian into a kiss.
“I’ll try my best to make you the happiest man alive,” Justin whispered.
Brian and Justin agreed that the house was perfect for them after that. And the blond smirked because he was sure that with the price he’d put down the house was as good as theirs.
***
“Relax please,” Emmett said.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Brian said. “I’m marrying him.”
Emmett smiled at that but then it died. “Are you having second thoughts or something?”
“I don’t know what I’m having,” Brian said. “I’m…it’s the right thing, right? Because we’re having a kid and he’ll grow up with his fathers. And yet we don’t know each other and he’s…you know he’s no good.”
Emmett knew that. He knew that Slater lead a dark life.
“I should be distancing myself from him but I can’t,” Brian said. “I can’t say no to him.”
Emmett hugged Brian to him. “I can’t tell you if this is the right thing or not. But I can say that you should listen to your heart as well as your mind. Don’t do this because it’s the right thing to do for the baby and don’t stop it because of what Justin does. You have to do this because you want to.”
“What if…I worry so much about him,” Brian said. “I’m scared that one day he won’t come home.”
Emmett sighed. “Don’t cry please.”
Brian quickly cleaned away his unshed tears. Most of the time he felt like crying and almost always these but he knew that it was because of the pregnancy. “It’s so hard.”
There was a knock on the door and then it opened. Slater came inside with a big smile. “Justin is a mess.”
“What?” Brian asked.
“He’s so nervous that he can’t even button his shirt and he keeps repeating his vows over and over again,” Slater said.
Brian’s heart beat with joy. “Let’s do this,” he said.
Emmett smiled as he looked at Slater. “You got the camera?”
“I sure do,” Slater said.
They went outside where they joined Justin. Brian and the older man walked hand in hand towards the minister. The man said a few words and then Justin said his vows which made Brian cry. Then the younger man spoke from the heart before they dealt with the rest of the wedding. Justin had told him something small was better and Brian had agreed.
The older man had chosen Slater to be there with him. Brian would have wanted his best friend to be present but he knew Michael wasn’t going to be happy with it. So he decided to talk with Emmett. Emmett had gone to the loft and had been surprised; not because Brian was pregnant but how big he’d gotten. The brunet thought it was just because Emmett was finding out about his pregnancy.
Two weeks after Justin had asked him to marry him they were doing it. They had spent a lot of days going to different stores buying things for the house. Brian had been happy that they had gotten the house because it was where Justin had asked the big question.
After they were married Slater invited them to dinner and Brian accepted even thought Justin had other plans. The sandy haired man relented when Brian promised that if he was good he would give him the ride of his life.
“Do you want to have some of my food?” Emmett asked Brian after they had been served. “So you can taste it.”
“Sure,” Brian told him.
“Try the duck,” Justin said. “It’s good.”
Emmett did but Brian refused it. Slater said he would try it later.
“Hey, do you guys want to go to Babylon?” Emmett asked. “We could go dancing?”
Brian shook his head. “I have plans with my husband.”
Justin smirked at that.
“Jesus, I can’t believe it,” Slater said. “You…married.”
“I know,” Justin said.
“Are you guys going anywhere?” Emmett asked wanting to know.
“I can’t right now,” Brian said. “I have to work.”
“You work too much,” Justin told him. “That would be over soon.”
“What?” Brian asked. “Why?”
“Once the baby is born you have to take care of it,” Justin pointed out. “So you’ll have to quit.”
Emmett frowned knowing that Brian liked working.
“What do you mean I’m not going to work?” Brian asked.
“You have to take care of our son, kid,” Justin said as he grabbed one of the breads at the table.
Brian was infuriated. “I can work and take care of him.”
“I don’t want him in daycare,” Justin said.
“Why the fuck not?” Brian asked.
“Things happen,” Justin told him.
Brian frowned. “What?”
“Trust me,” Justin said. “You don’t want our baby in a place with a bunch of strangers and not know what’s happening. Not until he can at least talk.”
Brian swallowed with the thought. “Jesus,” he whispered. He’d didn’t want to think of the many things that could happen.
“Please,” Justin said. “Until he can talk and walk…maybe even run.”
“I don’t think so,” Brian said. “I’ve worked hard for my career. And I’m sure nothing is going to happen.”
Justin wasn’t happy with what he was hearing.
Brian sighed rubbed his belly. “Oh god.”
“Are you okay?” Justin asked.
“He’s kicking me hard,” the brunet said.
Emmett was worried. “It’s not time to have the baby yet, is it?”
“No,” Justin said. “That’s because he agrees with me,” Justin said. “Isn’t that right baby,” the blond said putting his hand on the younger man’s belly. “You think daddy is right.”
“He stopped,” Brian muttered.
“See,” the blond said smirking.
Slater and Emmett were smiling at the two of them.
“You two are so married,” Slater said. “Already having arguments.”
Brian looked at Justin and smirked. “We’ll talk about it.”
“I guess we will,” Justin answered.
The brunet smiled because what Slater said was right. They were acting like a married couple and he loved that.
***
Slater stopped his car at the light and waited for it to change to green. Justin was sitting next to him counting money from a bag as fast as he could.
“Is it all there?” Slater asked.
“Hold on,” Justin said and after a few more minutes he was done. “Yeah.”
Slater got into the parking lot of the mall. He went to the second floor and got out. He saw Tommy the guy that now had Bruce’s position. He walked to him and they started talking. A few seconds later Justin got out of the car with the bag in hand.
The money changed hands but they didn’t move away. They exchanged a few words and then things got ugly when out of nowhere someone started shooting at them. Tommy ran and got in his car before he pulled out of there. Slater ran back to his car but Justin had been hit on the shoulder.
The blond man started the car as he pulled his gun out and started shooting in the direction of whoever was shooting at them. Then he stopped in front of Justin and yelled at the man to get inside. Justin grunted as he got up and got in the car. Then they were out of there.
“Are you okay?” Slater asked.
Justin put pressure on the wound. “Fucking shit! What the fuck was that?”
“I don’t know,” Slater told him. “What do you need?”
The sandy haired man grunted. “I want to kill whoever it was.”
“Where was it?” Slater asked.
“Shoulder,” Justin hissed. “It got out.”
“Are you sure?” Slater asked.
“I can feel the blood soaking my back,” the man said. “Get me over to Tony’s. He’ll fix me up.”
Slater nodded.
“In case I pass out just know not to call Brian,” Justin warned him. “Brian would kill me.”
Slater nodded and drove faster. When they got to the place Tony was able to patch up the blond. Then they started arguing because Justin wanted to stay and Tony was okay with it but Slater was telling him that he had to go home to Brian or the brunet was going to worry.
So then Justin wanted to leave and Tony said that it wasn’t such a good idea for Brian to know that Justin was hurt because that might stress him as well. And time just kept on passing by. At some point the blond passed out and when he came to it Brian was there.
“Brian,” Justin gasped.
“I was calling you and you wouldn’t answer,” Brian told him. “So I called Emmett and he called Slater and he said that you were okay but couldn’t answer the phone at the moment and to keep me away. I was in the line by the way.”
The older man just stared.
“I was worried about you,” he said. “So I remember this place and I came to see if you were around.”
Justin sighed.
“And Slater told me that you were here but I couldn’t see you and I told him to fuck off that I was coming to see what was going on,” Brian said.
The former blond smirked. “I bet he loved that.”
“He said he was sad he hadn’t snatched me away first since I was a sassy little boy,” Brian smirked. “You got shot.”
The older of the two looked down and frown with the movement. “Yeah, I guess I did.”
Brian sighed. “Are you okay?”
“I could use some nurturing,” Justin pointed out and moved his good arm to reach for his cock. “Don’t you think?”
Brian shook his head. “I’m punishing you.”
“Come here,” Justin said. “Tell me that from over here.”
Brian came closer and looked down as Justin rubbed his hardened cock. He knew he was as good as lost but thought there was nothing wrong with pretending like his will was strong.
***
“Brian,” Justin said as he called for the brunet.
“I’m here,” Brian said.
When Justin got to the bedroom Brian was naked. The blond smirked as he looked at him.
“Don’t get any ideas,” the brunet said. “Debbie called and she wants me to come to dinner. I have to. I have denied every invitation for a long time now. She’s going to come here soon if I don’t show up.”
“Can I go with you?” Justin asked as he rubbed his shoulder. He was still feeling a bit sore even thought three weeks had passed and the wound hadn’t been that bad.
“Of course,” Brian said smiling.
“The guys finished moving the rest of the furniture,” Justin told him. “We’re good to go.”
Brian pouted. “I’m sad to leave my loft.”
“We won’t all fit here,” Justin pointed out.
“I know,” Brian said. “But still…it was my first place that I could afford alone. In college I had three roommates.”
Justin walked over to Brian. “And now you have me,” he said as he put his hand on Brian’s hip.
“Justin,” Brian whispered knowing what would happen next. He was so going to be late to Debbie’s dinner.
“Come on, kid,” Justin whispered as his hands went up to play with Brian’s nipples. “You want this.”
“You know I do,” Brian said.
“Get in the bed,” Justin told him.
Brian obeyed the man and got on the bed on his back. He smiled when Justin started to strip slowly. His cock was greeting the man.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” the sandy haired man said as he got on top of Brian. “I want to eat you up.”
“Please do,” Brian muttered.
Justin smirked as he started by kissing Brian’s neck. Then he started licking it as his hips rubbed against Brian’s. He loved the way Brian started whimpering when Justin gripped Brian’s hips and moved so painfully slow.
“You’re trying to kill me,” Brian said. “I want your mouth on my ass.”
“I’ve noticed you’re one bossy bottom,” the blond replied.
“Now,” Brian growled.
Justin pulled back and turned the brunet around. He planted a few kisses on his downward path to Brian’s ass. Then he licked the brunet’s crack before he parted the man’s cheek. The younger one got on his hands and knees. He moaned when Justin circled his hole with his tongue.
“Is this what you want?” Justin asked.
Brian didn’t answer with his voice only with his movements when he arched his hips.
“Such a good kid that I have,” Justin said and then started pushing his soft, wet tongue inside his husband. Then he enjoyed each second he rimmed the brunet until the man was begging for more.
“Justin,” Brian moaned and his hips pushed upward. “Please,” he said as he gripped the sheets. “I need you.”
The older man’s fingers ran through the sweaty, warm skin. His hand moved down to Brian’s ass and he squeezed one of his husband’s ass cheeks. Brian grunted and pushed back. The blond loved how desperate the kid got. He pulled his tongue away and then used his fingers. He used enough saliva to make it easier.
“Do you want my hard cock?” Justin asked.
“You know I very damn well do!” Brian yelled at him. “Fuck me now!”
“I like it when you get like this,” Justin pointed out as he took his cock and rubbed the tip up and down Brian’s entrance.
The brunet moaned a few times as he felt the hard member teasing him. He dropped on his shoulder and bit the pillow. He felt his stomach filling with butterflies as Justin kissed the back of his neck. Justin quickly found a condom and put it on before he was pushing inside the brunet. Brian rotated his hips as he felt the pain and pleasure. He wanted more and more from his man.
Justin grabbed Brian’s hips and started his movement. They weren’t fast or slow, right in the middle. Brian was moaning and grunting with each thrust that Justin did. The brunet was touching himself from time to time. He liked getting close to the edge and moving away from it.
Skin slapping against skin was one of the sounds presents in the room. Justin couldn’t get enough of the man. He leaned forward and his hand moved to Brian’s chest. Then slowly he went down touching Brian’s belly before he got to the man’s cock.
“I’m so close,” Brian informed him.
“Touch yourself,” Justin said. “For me.”
Brian did. While Justin fisted his cock he played with his nipples before moving his hand down and grabbing his sac. He bit his lower lip as he felt the tingling sensation that was telling him it was almost game over.
Then Justin sucked on his sensitive side of the neck and he was lost. He arched his back up and shook as he started to spill his sperm.
“Justin!” Brian hissed as he experienced his orgasm.
The older man grunted and his hips picked up the pace. He loved the spasms assaulting his cock as he fucked his lover. He gripped Brian’s shoulders as he started jabbing inside the hot, tight channel before he shot his cum.
“Brian,” Justin moaned as his body dropped on top of the brunet.
After that they needed another shower before they were able to get dressed and leave the loft. When they arrived at the place Brian made the blond leave his gun out. Justin wanted to argue but he ended up leaving them on the car wondering if he was making a mistake and hoping with all his heart that nothing happened. Once they got inside Debbie’s house everyone had been there for more than half an hour waiting for Brian to show up.
“I brought someone,” Brian said.
Debbie smiled from where she was by the table putting an extra plate. As soon as she’d seen the man she had gone for it.
“Let me get that,” Justin said as he helped Brian take off his coat then he took off his own.
“Let me have them,” Debbie said walking over to them.
“Is that your boyfriend, Brian?” Vic teased from the sofa. He was happy that Brian seemed to be interested in someone. Tricking all the time could have led the brunet to a lonely life among other things.
“We were waiting for you,” Debbie said and stopped when she looked at the brunet. “Brian?”
“This is Justin if that’s what you’re wondering,” the man said smirking knowing that she was seeing his belly.
“Oh my god,” Debbie said as she rushed over to the brunet. “Brian, you’re…you’re pregnant!”
“I didn’t think you could get any louder,” the man said smirking.
Everyone turned to look at them and wondered if Debbie was crazy, with the exceptions of the one that already knew about Brian being pregnant.
“How did this happen?” she asked.
“Do I really have to explain this to you?” Brian asked. “Really?”
“I mean…” Debbie stopped not sure what she meant. “Oh god, Brian, look at you. You look so beautiful.”
Brian’s husband smiled at that. He agreed with the woman.
Debbie hugged the brunet as she dropped a few happy tears. She pulled back with a giant smile. “I can’t believe this. Are you okay?
“I’m not going to die because of it,” Brian pointed out. “Well, if everything goes well.”
“Brian,” the older man said using a serious tone. “I don’t want you thinking like that,” Justin told him.
“This is truly a fucking surprise!” she said loudly and then looked at Justin.
“This is Justin,” Brian said as he pulled the blond to him.
“Is he the father?” Ted asked from the sofa where he was across from Vic. He very well knew that Justin was the father. He just was throwing in some questions to keep up the pretense that he was oblivious to everything.
“Yeah,” Brian answered.
Debbie smiled at Justin before she hugged him tightly.
“Let him breathe,” Brian told her.
Debbie pulled back smiling. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me before!”
“Well, I’m telling you know,” Brian said.
By then Ted, Emmett, Vic and Lindsay were all around him. Michael had stayed at the table glaring at Justin. Brian introduced the sandy haired man to everyone before they went to sit down.
“So, what do you do Justin?” Michael asked after everyone had thrown in a few questions and the man was answering them all.
Justin stared at Michael and smiled. “I’m a business man,” he said.
Michael glared. “What type?”
“Sorry,” Emmett said. “But I want to know more about the baby.”
“Yeah me too,” Lindsay said happily.
“Don’t we all?” Ted asked knowing what Emmett had done.
Brian smirked as he looked at Emmett knowing that the man was just helping Justin. “He’s due on March. I can’t wait.”
“Did you guys plan it?” Vic asked.
Brian shook his head. “It was a mistake and yet it wasn’t.”
Vic smiled at that. Debbie was happy to hear Brian say that. She knew exactly what he meant.
“When is he or she going to join us?” Ted asked.
“About two more months,” Justin said.
“Are you guys prepared?” Debbie asked. “If you need anything you have to let me know.”
“We are,” Justin assured her. “As much as anyone can be.”
“I can’t believe it,” Lindsay said. “Wow. What is it going to be?”
“We don’t know,” Justin told them. “We want it to be a surprise.”
Michael rolled his eyes. “Well, I want a girl.”
“You knew about this,” Debbie said looking at her son.
“Brian didn’t want anyone to know,” Michael said. “He trusted only me with it. I’m his best friend after all.”
Justin could have pointed out how he’d fail Brian but kept quiet. It had been a good thing that the man couldn’t keep a secret. He looked at Emmett who was staring down at his food trying to hide his smirk. The light brown haired man could have laughed.
“What are you going to do when the baby is born?” Vic asked. “Do you have enough space?”
“We moved,” Justin said. “We bought a house.”
“You did?” Emmett asked smiling. He knew about that but was pretending.
“Jesus Brian,” Lindsay said. “You’re like a family man now.”
Brian nodded. “We bought it a while back.”
“Wow,” Ted said. That was something he was unaware of.
“It’s pretty much set. Our room and the nursery are done and the living room and the kitchen,” Justin informed them after using a napkin to clean his mouth. “But there are plenty parts of the house that we have to decorate. You guys are invited anytime you want.”
“You’re so amazing,” Lindsay said. “No wonder Brian was hiding you all to himself.”
Justin smirked and leaned to kiss Brian.
“Oh my god,” Debbie said as she smiled brightly. “I’m going to be a grandmother.”
“Brian is not your son,” Michael spat out.
“Almost,” Debbie said sending Michael a look that said ‘shut up’.
Brian smiled. “Thanks Deb.”
“Excuse me,” Michael said getting up. “I think I have indigestion.”
Debbie frowned not knowing why her son was being so rude.
Brian watched his friend go and didn’t say anything. Ever since he’d fought with Michael he hadn’t spoken with him. He knew that Justin was still pissed about what had happened and he didn’t know how he felt about the situation. Michael had been his best friend for a long time and yet he wasn’t going to let the man ruin his happiness. He was forming the family he should have had when growing up; loving and caring. And now that he had Justin and the baby on the way he wasn’t going to let anything get on his way. He would do anything for his family even stop talking to Michael if the man wanted to be an ass.
Chapter Six: For My Family
Summary: The gang gets to meet Justin and hear thew good news.
AN: A little surprise that I think you guys are going to like. Thanks to my betas.
Justin parked his car and got out. He walked for about two blocks to his destination. To say he was pissed would be putting it lightly. He looked around the place and saw Slater and Bruce waiting for him.
“Is Brian okay?” Slater asked him.
Justin nodded and turned to look at Bruce. “So, what are we doing here?”
“Business,” Bruce told him.
“Right,” Justin said wondering why the fuck they had to call him when there were so many other guys that could help them. Then again they always called him. He’d just wanted to stay with Brian at home. “Let’s go in then.”
The three men went inside the abandoned building. Justin took the safety off both of his guns and kept looking over his shoulders and to the sides. They went to the second floor where Bruce walked to one of the rooms. There were four men waiting for them.
“You’re late,” the man sitting down said.
“Roger,” Bruce said smiling. “I’m not. I’m never late.”
“Right,” Roger whispered. “The world revolves around you.”
Justin looked at the guys behind Roger. He had a bad feeling but kept quiet and ready for anything.
Roger nodded at one of his guys who moved forward with a black duffel bag. He set it on the floor and opened it. The bag was filled with money. Slater moved closer and put the blue bag next to the black one. The guy that had been holding the money inspected the goods from the bag. Then each grabbed what they came for before they moved back.
The transaction was almost over when someone burst into the room. Roger got up frowning wondering what the fuck was going on.
“The cops are here,” the guy said.
Everyone drew their guns at each other.
“You bastard,” Bruce hissed. “You fucking asshole.”
“Don’t give me that,” Roger said. “This is all you.”
“Let’s go,” Slater said. “Now.”
“I should kill him,” Bruce hissed.
“You’re outnumbered,” Roger pointed out with a smile.
“We all are,” Justin announced. “Let’s get the fuck out of here now.”
They exited the room and split. Slater was running ahead to go get the car.
“Here,” Bruce said. “You carry the money.”
Justin grabbed it and ran after Bruce. They had to stop when they heard men running towards them. At that moment they separated. The dark haired man went inside one of the empty rooms and Justin moved to another.
The blond put his back to the wall and hoped like hell they just went by his room. The sound of running feet got louder and then it started dying again. He wasn’t sure if they had seen him go inside the abandoned room.
“Fuck, fuck,” he whispered, his heart was beating a mile per minute.
Then his arm went up pointing his gun at the door when the knob started to turn.
“Drop it,” the guy coming in said.
Justin thought hard what he should do next. He was about to lower his gun when the man pointing at him lowered his and took a step forward. The man who was dressed all in black lifted his mask and then put his gun away.
“We got what we wanted,” the man said.
Justin was about to speak when Bruce appeared behind the agent pushing his gun on the back of the man’s head.
“Walk,” Bruce said.
The man did.
“What the fuck is going on?” Bruce asked as he looked at Justin briefly.
“I’m an FBI agent,” the man said lifting his hands up slowly and then he started to turn with them up in the air.
Bruce took two steps back. “What is this, Justin? He was talking to you.”
The blond licked his lips as he still had his gun raised.
“What the fuck?” Bruce asked beyond angry. “You’re a fucking rat.”
Justin gripped his gun even tighter.
“Taylor,” Bruce growled. “You’ve been feeding the FBI information.”
The blond kept quiet.
“Is that why they let you out of prison before you were supposed to come out?” Bruce asked.
The agent saw his opportunity to do something when Bruce focused on the blond. In seconds he reached for his other gun and before Bruce could react he was shot twice in the chest.
“Fucking hell,” Justin said as he ran over to Bruce. He kneeled next to him and shook his head. “Fucking shit.”
“We’ll be in touch,” the agent said as he lowered his mask again and left the room.
The blond didn’t know what to do. Minutes later Slater found him and the two of them picked Bruce up. They carried him to the car and got him on the back. Justin didn’t know what he was going to do if Bruce managed to say something.
“He’s lost a lot of blood,” Slater said as he drove them out of there like a bat out of hell. “Jesus fuck! They had a S.W.A.T. team and everything. I don’t know what the fuck happened. That meeting was planned only two fucking days ago and there was no fucking location for it. Damn it!”
Bruce blinked a few times. “You,” he choked out. “I...fuck you.”
“Is he saying something?” Slater asked. “Tell him not to speak. Tell him to hold on.”
Justin who had gotten in the back as well couldn’t do much but stare at the dying man.
“How is he doing?” Slater asked taking a sharp turn.
The blond knew that Bruce was as good as dead. He’d been killed point blank. It was just a matter of time. Time he couldn’t risk. It wasn’t about him anymore. He knew that he couldn’t risk letting Bruce make it back to the house and talking. He had two beings to protect and he was going to.
The blond looked at Slater and then moved closer to Bruce. “I’m sorry,” he whispered to the man as he pressed one hand to the man’s chest and the other one to Bruce’s mouth and nose.
“It’s going to be okay,” Slater said. “We’ll make it.”
“I’m sorry,” the blond whispered. He’d never done something like that before. If he ever had shot someone and killed them it was to protect himself.
It didn’t take long for Bruce to stop breathing. The man didn’t even fight. He didn’t have the energy. When Justin told Slater that Bruce hadn’t made it the man’s only response was to change directions while slowing down.
***
Brian tossed and turned as he tried to go to sleep. He looked at the alarm clock and frowned. Three hours ago Justin had left saying he was going to be back in just a few minutes. He was worried that something had happened to his man. He rubbed his belly for a few seconds and then got up from the bed.
He turned on a lamp so he could see and then started pacing in the area between the kitchen and the bedroom. He was getting anxious not knowing where Justin was. He walked to the phone and picked it up. He stared at it and didn’t know if he should call the blond. He wanted to and yet he didn’t want to look like a desperate boyfriend.
“My god,” Brian said as he walked to the kitchen. “I’m so fucking pathetic.”
The brunet couldn’t believe how he was acting. He wanted to go back to bed and not care if the blond came back or not. But he did care about the sandy haired man. He wondered how many nights he was going to spend like that. He sighed and his eyes filled with tears as he got something to eat. He was scared shitless that something had happened to the fair skin man.
Then the door to the loft opened a bit and closed again. Brian gasped when it happened and stared at the older man. Justin frowned as he walked over to the brunet.
“What are you doing up at this hour?” Justin asked.
The brunet wasn’t about to admit that he’d been worried. So he shrugged it off. “I’m eating. The baby was hungry.”
“Are you going to blame everything on the baby?” Justin asked raising a brow.
The brunet shook his head with a smile. Then he looked at Justin and could see how strained the man looked. He was worried once again. That’s when he noticed that Justin was wearing new clothes and not the ones that he had left with. “Where were you?”
Justin sighed. “It doesn’t matter.”
“You look pale,” the brunet pointed out. “Did something happen?”
“Why don’t you go back to sleep?” Justin asked. “Come on. I’m tired.”
Brian walked with Justin to the bed. Of course he had a good hold on his milk and cookies. The brunet frowned when Justin got in the bed with his clothes and shoes. Then the blond sat down and put a pillow on his lap.
“Come on,” Justin said.
“Aren’t you going to sleep?” Brian asked as he sat down.
“Later,” the blond told him. “Come here.”
Brian did just that. Justin started caressing his hair as he ate a few more cookies. Brian’s mind was going a mile per minute trying to figure out what was going on. He could feel the tension from Justin’s body. Brian wanted to sleep but he wanted to make sure that Justin was okay.
“Justin,” Brian said.
The blond stopped playing with Brian’s hair. He didn’t say anything.
“Justin is everything okay?” Brian asked.
The blond sighed and moved in the bed so he could embrace his lover. “Everything is fine,” Justin whispered on Brian’s ear.
“You’re lying to me,” Brian said. “I want to help you.”
The older of the two smiled.
“You’re a good kid,” the blond told him. “You can’t help me.
Brian didn’t believe that. “We’re…” he stopped talking and sat up.
“Brian?” Justin asked alarmed.
“We’re kind of a family,” Brian said as he turned to look at the older man. “We need each other.”
The blond moved closer to Brian. “I know,” he said. “But there are things…too hard to say.”
“What happened tonight?” Brian asked almost scared to know.
“I protected us,” Justin whispered. “I had to.”
“You’re scaring me,” the brunet said.
The sandy hair man took a deep breath as he rubbed his face. He got up from the bed and took off his boots before he started stripping.
“Justin,” the younger man said.
“We’re going to sleep, Brian,” Justin told him. “I’m okay. There is nothing to worry about.”
Brian shook his head. “We’re going to have a baby.”
The man stopped moving and looked at Brian.
“What do you do, Justin?” Brian asked but he wasn’t really looking for an answer. It was more like an observation.
Justin sighed. “It’s complicated, Brian.”
Brian shook his head. “Leave it behind you please.”
“I can’t,” Justin said. “I know what I’m doing.”
The younger man scoffed. “I’m not stupid. It’s anything but good.”
“I’ll keep you safe,” Justin told him. “I know I would do anything to protect you.”
The brunet flinched not wanting to imagine how far Justin would go to keep that promise.
“I don’t want this for my family,” Brian told him.
“Brian,” Justin said sternly.
“It has to stop, Justin,” Brian said.
“Don’t do this to me,” the older man said knowing where the man was going.
The brunet sighed.
“Whatever you do, don’t keep me away from the two of you,” Justin begged. “I’ll keep my job away from you just don’t push me away.”
“But Justin,” Brian protested.
“Please,” Justin whispered. “Don’t leave me.”
Brian bit his lower lip. He let it go for now but he was going to keep on trying. One way or another he was going to make Justin focus on the safety of their child and nothing else.
***
Brian had his arms crossed as he walked around the house he and Justin were seeing. He couldn’t believe it when he saw it. The blond said that they were going out and next thing he knew they were looking at houses. So far the one they were in was the biggest of them all. There were a few other people around because it was an open house gathering.
“Brian,” Justin said smiling as he found Brian walking down the hall. “I was looking for you. Did you see the pool?”
The brunet nodded.
“Do you imagine us fucking in it?” Justin asked.
“I love how all you think about is sex,” the brunet told him.
Justin laughed at that. “Did you like the patio?”
Brain nodded again.
“And the kitchen is huge,” Justin said. “Maybe one day you will learn to cook.”
“I don’t have to cook do I?” Brian asked. “Don’t confuse me with your housewife.”
“You aren’t,” Justin assured him. “You don’t have to be a housewife to know how to cook. I know how to do it.”
Brian arched a brow. “You can teach me.”
“Mmm,” the blond said and he moved closer. “I would love to teach you anything.”
Brian laughed. “It all sounds great but I can’t afford this house.”
“Together we can,” Justin said. “I have money.”
The other man frowned not sure he wanted Justin’s money involved with anything they bought.
“My mom left it to me,” Justin said when he saw Brian’s face.
The brunet sighed. “I don’t think you should waste it.”
“It’s our money,” Justin pointed out.
“It’s your money,” Brian said. “Not mine.”
“Do you want to get married?” Justin asked.
“What?” Brian asked as his eyes opened wide. “What are you talking about?”
The sandy haired man smiled. “I want to marry you and have this house and fill it with babies.”
The brunet smiled as Justin wrapped his arms around his waist.
“I want to share my life with you,” the blond muttered.
“You only want to marry me because I’m having this baby,” Brian said.
“I don’t have to marry you. I pretty much don’t have to do anything,” The man pointed out. “But I want this…if you do.”
Brian didn’t know what to say.
“Plus if anything happens to me you’ll benefit from that,” Justin told him.
Brian sighed. “Right.”
“I do have insurances on myself,” the blond told him. “Everything is legal.”
“That’s a morbid thought,” the taller man pointed out.
“So what do you say?” Justin asked smirking.
“I don’t know,” Brian said biting his lower lip. He couldn’t believe he was actually thinking about it. He barely knew Justin. He had met the blond at the beginning of July and then hadn’t seen him for almost four months. They had spent a month together and then Justin had left on his trip. They were pretty much strangers.
The brunet knew that if Justin was asking it wasn’t just because. The man could pretty much disappear and never come back. If Justin didn’t want anything to do with him he could have walked away and send money if he wanted or not.
“We can always get a divorce if it doesn’t work out,” Justin pointed out as he stood in front of the brunet.
“Isn’t this supposed to be romantic?” Brian asked.
“Oh you mean like when out of nowhere someone gets on one knee and ask the other person to marry them?” Justin asked making a face like it would be the last thing he would ever do. “Brian Kinney,” Justin said as he got on one knee and looked up.
“What are you doing?” Brian asked and looked around seeing that a few people were staring at them.
Justin got out a box from his pocket. “Would you have mercy in this old heart and say yes. Say you’ll love me for as long as you are able.”
The brunet couldn’t believe it. His eyes got teary and he wondered how it was possible that Justin could do that to him. His brain was telling him no, that it was crazy to marry the man when they barely knew each other and yet his heart couldn’t be happier about the whole thing.
“This is crazy,” the brunet pointed out.
“Are you going to be my husband?” Justin asked.
The brunet smirked. Justin got up and pulled Brian into a kiss.
“I’ll try my best to make you the happiest man alive,” Justin whispered.
Brian and Justin agreed that the house was perfect for them after that. And the blond smirked because he was sure that with the price he’d put down the house was as good as theirs.
***
“Relax please,” Emmett said.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Brian said. “I’m marrying him.”
Emmett smiled at that but then it died. “Are you having second thoughts or something?”
“I don’t know what I’m having,” Brian said. “I’m…it’s the right thing, right? Because we’re having a kid and he’ll grow up with his fathers. And yet we don’t know each other and he’s…you know he’s no good.”
Emmett knew that. He knew that Slater lead a dark life.
“I should be distancing myself from him but I can’t,” Brian said. “I can’t say no to him.”
Emmett hugged Brian to him. “I can’t tell you if this is the right thing or not. But I can say that you should listen to your heart as well as your mind. Don’t do this because it’s the right thing to do for the baby and don’t stop it because of what Justin does. You have to do this because you want to.”
“What if…I worry so much about him,” Brian said. “I’m scared that one day he won’t come home.”
Emmett sighed. “Don’t cry please.”
Brian quickly cleaned away his unshed tears. Most of the time he felt like crying and almost always these but he knew that it was because of the pregnancy. “It’s so hard.”
There was a knock on the door and then it opened. Slater came inside with a big smile. “Justin is a mess.”
“What?” Brian asked.
“He’s so nervous that he can’t even button his shirt and he keeps repeating his vows over and over again,” Slater said.
Brian’s heart beat with joy. “Let’s do this,” he said.
Emmett smiled as he looked at Slater. “You got the camera?”
“I sure do,” Slater said.
They went outside where they joined Justin. Brian and the older man walked hand in hand towards the minister. The man said a few words and then Justin said his vows which made Brian cry. Then the younger man spoke from the heart before they dealt with the rest of the wedding. Justin had told him something small was better and Brian had agreed.
The older man had chosen Slater to be there with him. Brian would have wanted his best friend to be present but he knew Michael wasn’t going to be happy with it. So he decided to talk with Emmett. Emmett had gone to the loft and had been surprised; not because Brian was pregnant but how big he’d gotten. The brunet thought it was just because Emmett was finding out about his pregnancy.
Two weeks after Justin had asked him to marry him they were doing it. They had spent a lot of days going to different stores buying things for the house. Brian had been happy that they had gotten the house because it was where Justin had asked the big question.
After they were married Slater invited them to dinner and Brian accepted even thought Justin had other plans. The sandy haired man relented when Brian promised that if he was good he would give him the ride of his life.
“Do you want to have some of my food?” Emmett asked Brian after they had been served. “So you can taste it.”
“Sure,” Brian told him.
“Try the duck,” Justin said. “It’s good.”
Emmett did but Brian refused it. Slater said he would try it later.
“Hey, do you guys want to go to Babylon?” Emmett asked. “We could go dancing?”
Brian shook his head. “I have plans with my husband.”
Justin smirked at that.
“Jesus, I can’t believe it,” Slater said. “You…married.”
“I know,” Justin said.
“Are you guys going anywhere?” Emmett asked wanting to know.
“I can’t right now,” Brian said. “I have to work.”
“You work too much,” Justin told him. “That would be over soon.”
“What?” Brian asked. “Why?”
“Once the baby is born you have to take care of it,” Justin pointed out. “So you’ll have to quit.”
Emmett frowned knowing that Brian liked working.
“What do you mean I’m not going to work?” Brian asked.
“You have to take care of our son, kid,” Justin said as he grabbed one of the breads at the table.
Brian was infuriated. “I can work and take care of him.”
“I don’t want him in daycare,” Justin said.
“Why the fuck not?” Brian asked.
“Things happen,” Justin told him.
Brian frowned. “What?”
“Trust me,” Justin said. “You don’t want our baby in a place with a bunch of strangers and not know what’s happening. Not until he can at least talk.”
Brian swallowed with the thought. “Jesus,” he whispered. He’d didn’t want to think of the many things that could happen.
“Please,” Justin said. “Until he can talk and walk…maybe even run.”
“I don’t think so,” Brian said. “I’ve worked hard for my career. And I’m sure nothing is going to happen.”
Justin wasn’t happy with what he was hearing.
Brian sighed rubbed his belly. “Oh god.”
“Are you okay?” Justin asked.
“He’s kicking me hard,” the brunet said.
Emmett was worried. “It’s not time to have the baby yet, is it?”
“No,” Justin said. “That’s because he agrees with me,” Justin said. “Isn’t that right baby,” the blond said putting his hand on the younger man’s belly. “You think daddy is right.”
“He stopped,” Brian muttered.
“See,” the blond said smirking.
Slater and Emmett were smiling at the two of them.
“You two are so married,” Slater said. “Already having arguments.”
Brian looked at Justin and smirked. “We’ll talk about it.”
“I guess we will,” Justin answered.
The brunet smiled because what Slater said was right. They were acting like a married couple and he loved that.
***
Slater stopped his car at the light and waited for it to change to green. Justin was sitting next to him counting money from a bag as fast as he could.
“Is it all there?” Slater asked.
“Hold on,” Justin said and after a few more minutes he was done. “Yeah.”
Slater got into the parking lot of the mall. He went to the second floor and got out. He saw Tommy the guy that now had Bruce’s position. He walked to him and they started talking. A few seconds later Justin got out of the car with the bag in hand.
The money changed hands but they didn’t move away. They exchanged a few words and then things got ugly when out of nowhere someone started shooting at them. Tommy ran and got in his car before he pulled out of there. Slater ran back to his car but Justin had been hit on the shoulder.
The blond man started the car as he pulled his gun out and started shooting in the direction of whoever was shooting at them. Then he stopped in front of Justin and yelled at the man to get inside. Justin grunted as he got up and got in the car. Then they were out of there.
“Are you okay?” Slater asked.
Justin put pressure on the wound. “Fucking shit! What the fuck was that?”
“I don’t know,” Slater told him. “What do you need?”
The sandy haired man grunted. “I want to kill whoever it was.”
“Where was it?” Slater asked.
“Shoulder,” Justin hissed. “It got out.”
“Are you sure?” Slater asked.
“I can feel the blood soaking my back,” the man said. “Get me over to Tony’s. He’ll fix me up.”
Slater nodded.
“In case I pass out just know not to call Brian,” Justin warned him. “Brian would kill me.”
Slater nodded and drove faster. When they got to the place Tony was able to patch up the blond. Then they started arguing because Justin wanted to stay and Tony was okay with it but Slater was telling him that he had to go home to Brian or the brunet was going to worry.
So then Justin wanted to leave and Tony said that it wasn’t such a good idea for Brian to know that Justin was hurt because that might stress him as well. And time just kept on passing by. At some point the blond passed out and when he came to it Brian was there.
“Brian,” Justin gasped.
“I was calling you and you wouldn’t answer,” Brian told him. “So I called Emmett and he called Slater and he said that you were okay but couldn’t answer the phone at the moment and to keep me away. I was in the line by the way.”
The older man just stared.
“I was worried about you,” he said. “So I remember this place and I came to see if you were around.”
Justin sighed.
“And Slater told me that you were here but I couldn’t see you and I told him to fuck off that I was coming to see what was going on,” Brian said.
The former blond smirked. “I bet he loved that.”
“He said he was sad he hadn’t snatched me away first since I was a sassy little boy,” Brian smirked. “You got shot.”
The older of the two looked down and frown with the movement. “Yeah, I guess I did.”
Brian sighed. “Are you okay?”
“I could use some nurturing,” Justin pointed out and moved his good arm to reach for his cock. “Don’t you think?”
Brian shook his head. “I’m punishing you.”
“Come here,” Justin said. “Tell me that from over here.”
Brian came closer and looked down as Justin rubbed his hardened cock. He knew he was as good as lost but thought there was nothing wrong with pretending like his will was strong.
***
“Brian,” Justin said as he called for the brunet.
“I’m here,” Brian said.
When Justin got to the bedroom Brian was naked. The blond smirked as he looked at him.
“Don’t get any ideas,” the brunet said. “Debbie called and she wants me to come to dinner. I have to. I have denied every invitation for a long time now. She’s going to come here soon if I don’t show up.”
“Can I go with you?” Justin asked as he rubbed his shoulder. He was still feeling a bit sore even thought three weeks had passed and the wound hadn’t been that bad.
“Of course,” Brian said smiling.
“The guys finished moving the rest of the furniture,” Justin told him. “We’re good to go.”
Brian pouted. “I’m sad to leave my loft.”
“We won’t all fit here,” Justin pointed out.
“I know,” Brian said. “But still…it was my first place that I could afford alone. In college I had three roommates.”
Justin walked over to Brian. “And now you have me,” he said as he put his hand on Brian’s hip.
“Justin,” Brian whispered knowing what would happen next. He was so going to be late to Debbie’s dinner.
“Come on, kid,” Justin whispered as his hands went up to play with Brian’s nipples. “You want this.”
“You know I do,” Brian said.
“Get in the bed,” Justin told him.
Brian obeyed the man and got on the bed on his back. He smiled when Justin started to strip slowly. His cock was greeting the man.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” the sandy haired man said as he got on top of Brian. “I want to eat you up.”
“Please do,” Brian muttered.
Justin smirked as he started by kissing Brian’s neck. Then he started licking it as his hips rubbed against Brian’s. He loved the way Brian started whimpering when Justin gripped Brian’s hips and moved so painfully slow.
“You’re trying to kill me,” Brian said. “I want your mouth on my ass.”
“I’ve noticed you’re one bossy bottom,” the blond replied.
“Now,” Brian growled.
Justin pulled back and turned the brunet around. He planted a few kisses on his downward path to Brian’s ass. Then he licked the brunet’s crack before he parted the man’s cheek. The younger one got on his hands and knees. He moaned when Justin circled his hole with his tongue.
“Is this what you want?” Justin asked.
Brian didn’t answer with his voice only with his movements when he arched his hips.
“Such a good kid that I have,” Justin said and then started pushing his soft, wet tongue inside his husband. Then he enjoyed each second he rimmed the brunet until the man was begging for more.
“Justin,” Brian moaned and his hips pushed upward. “Please,” he said as he gripped the sheets. “I need you.”
The older man’s fingers ran through the sweaty, warm skin. His hand moved down to Brian’s ass and he squeezed one of his husband’s ass cheeks. Brian grunted and pushed back. The blond loved how desperate the kid got. He pulled his tongue away and then used his fingers. He used enough saliva to make it easier.
“Do you want my hard cock?” Justin asked.
“You know I very damn well do!” Brian yelled at him. “Fuck me now!”
“I like it when you get like this,” Justin pointed out as he took his cock and rubbed the tip up and down Brian’s entrance.
The brunet moaned a few times as he felt the hard member teasing him. He dropped on his shoulder and bit the pillow. He felt his stomach filling with butterflies as Justin kissed the back of his neck. Justin quickly found a condom and put it on before he was pushing inside the brunet. Brian rotated his hips as he felt the pain and pleasure. He wanted more and more from his man.
Justin grabbed Brian’s hips and started his movement. They weren’t fast or slow, right in the middle. Brian was moaning and grunting with each thrust that Justin did. The brunet was touching himself from time to time. He liked getting close to the edge and moving away from it.
Skin slapping against skin was one of the sounds presents in the room. Justin couldn’t get enough of the man. He leaned forward and his hand moved to Brian’s chest. Then slowly he went down touching Brian’s belly before he got to the man’s cock.
“I’m so close,” Brian informed him.
“Touch yourself,” Justin said. “For me.”
Brian did. While Justin fisted his cock he played with his nipples before moving his hand down and grabbing his sac. He bit his lower lip as he felt the tingling sensation that was telling him it was almost game over.
Then Justin sucked on his sensitive side of the neck and he was lost. He arched his back up and shook as he started to spill his sperm.
“Justin!” Brian hissed as he experienced his orgasm.
The older man grunted and his hips picked up the pace. He loved the spasms assaulting his cock as he fucked his lover. He gripped Brian’s shoulders as he started jabbing inside the hot, tight channel before he shot his cum.
“Brian,” Justin moaned as his body dropped on top of the brunet.
After that they needed another shower before they were able to get dressed and leave the loft. When they arrived at the place Brian made the blond leave his gun out. Justin wanted to argue but he ended up leaving them on the car wondering if he was making a mistake and hoping with all his heart that nothing happened. Once they got inside Debbie’s house everyone had been there for more than half an hour waiting for Brian to show up.
“I brought someone,” Brian said.
Debbie smiled from where she was by the table putting an extra plate. As soon as she’d seen the man she had gone for it.
“Let me get that,” Justin said as he helped Brian take off his coat then he took off his own.
“Let me have them,” Debbie said walking over to them.
“Is that your boyfriend, Brian?” Vic teased from the sofa. He was happy that Brian seemed to be interested in someone. Tricking all the time could have led the brunet to a lonely life among other things.
“We were waiting for you,” Debbie said and stopped when she looked at the brunet. “Brian?”
“This is Justin if that’s what you’re wondering,” the man said smirking knowing that she was seeing his belly.
“Oh my god,” Debbie said as she rushed over to the brunet. “Brian, you’re…you’re pregnant!”
“I didn’t think you could get any louder,” the man said smirking.
Everyone turned to look at them and wondered if Debbie was crazy, with the exceptions of the one that already knew about Brian being pregnant.
“How did this happen?” she asked.
“Do I really have to explain this to you?” Brian asked. “Really?”
“I mean…” Debbie stopped not sure what she meant. “Oh god, Brian, look at you. You look so beautiful.”
Brian’s husband smiled at that. He agreed with the woman.
Debbie hugged the brunet as she dropped a few happy tears. She pulled back with a giant smile. “I can’t believe this. Are you okay?
“I’m not going to die because of it,” Brian pointed out. “Well, if everything goes well.”
“Brian,” the older man said using a serious tone. “I don’t want you thinking like that,” Justin told him.
“This is truly a fucking surprise!” she said loudly and then looked at Justin.
“This is Justin,” Brian said as he pulled the blond to him.
“Is he the father?” Ted asked from the sofa where he was across from Vic. He very well knew that Justin was the father. He just was throwing in some questions to keep up the pretense that he was oblivious to everything.
“Yeah,” Brian answered.
Debbie smiled at Justin before she hugged him tightly.
“Let him breathe,” Brian told her.
Debbie pulled back smiling. “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me before!”
“Well, I’m telling you know,” Brian said.
By then Ted, Emmett, Vic and Lindsay were all around him. Michael had stayed at the table glaring at Justin. Brian introduced the sandy haired man to everyone before they went to sit down.
“So, what do you do Justin?” Michael asked after everyone had thrown in a few questions and the man was answering them all.
Justin stared at Michael and smiled. “I’m a business man,” he said.
Michael glared. “What type?”
“Sorry,” Emmett said. “But I want to know more about the baby.”
“Yeah me too,” Lindsay said happily.
“Don’t we all?” Ted asked knowing what Emmett had done.
Brian smirked as he looked at Emmett knowing that the man was just helping Justin. “He’s due on March. I can’t wait.”
“Did you guys plan it?” Vic asked.
Brian shook his head. “It was a mistake and yet it wasn’t.”
Vic smiled at that. Debbie was happy to hear Brian say that. She knew exactly what he meant.
“When is he or she going to join us?” Ted asked.
“About two more months,” Justin said.
“Are you guys prepared?” Debbie asked. “If you need anything you have to let me know.”
“We are,” Justin assured her. “As much as anyone can be.”
“I can’t believe it,” Lindsay said. “Wow. What is it going to be?”
“We don’t know,” Justin told them. “We want it to be a surprise.”
Michael rolled his eyes. “Well, I want a girl.”
“You knew about this,” Debbie said looking at her son.
“Brian didn’t want anyone to know,” Michael said. “He trusted only me with it. I’m his best friend after all.”
Justin could have pointed out how he’d fail Brian but kept quiet. It had been a good thing that the man couldn’t keep a secret. He looked at Emmett who was staring down at his food trying to hide his smirk. The light brown haired man could have laughed.
“What are you going to do when the baby is born?” Vic asked. “Do you have enough space?”
“We moved,” Justin said. “We bought a house.”
“You did?” Emmett asked smiling. He knew about that but was pretending.
“Jesus Brian,” Lindsay said. “You’re like a family man now.”
Brian nodded. “We bought it a while back.”
“Wow,” Ted said. That was something he was unaware of.
“It’s pretty much set. Our room and the nursery are done and the living room and the kitchen,” Justin informed them after using a napkin to clean his mouth. “But there are plenty parts of the house that we have to decorate. You guys are invited anytime you want.”
“You’re so amazing,” Lindsay said. “No wonder Brian was hiding you all to himself.”
Justin smirked and leaned to kiss Brian.
“Oh my god,” Debbie said as she smiled brightly. “I’m going to be a grandmother.”
“Brian is not your son,” Michael spat out.
“Almost,” Debbie said sending Michael a look that said ‘shut up’.
Brian smiled. “Thanks Deb.”
“Excuse me,” Michael said getting up. “I think I have indigestion.”
Debbie frowned not knowing why her son was being so rude.
Brian watched his friend go and didn’t say anything. Ever since he’d fought with Michael he hadn’t spoken with him. He knew that Justin was still pissed about what had happened and he didn’t know how he felt about the situation. Michael had been his best friend for a long time and yet he wasn’t going to let the man ruin his happiness. He was forming the family he should have had when growing up; loving and caring. And now that he had Justin and the baby on the way he wasn’t going to let anything get on his way. He would do anything for his family even stop talking to Michael if the man wanted to be an ass.