Double Drabble - Blue Jeans
Title: Blue Jeans
Author: rainbow1907
Fandom: Queer As Folk US
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Word Count: 200
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, no copyright infringement intended, just playing with the boys...
Beta: Many thanks to my wonderful beta buckeye5! Any remaining mistakes are mine.
Author's Note: This was inspired by the question in what kind of clothes I like Brian best.
Feedback: Yes, please! Rena
Blue Jeans
“You wanna go dancing?” Brian wandered into the kitchen, casually stealing an olive from the sandwich Justin was preparing for himself.
“Hey! That’s mine!” Justin protested with a laugh and promptly forgot what he wanted to say as he took in the mouthwatering sight of his lover… the look of his bare feet on the hardwood floor that he always found so oddly arousing… the smooth, golden chest, only lightly dusted with hair… and the worn out pair of designer blue jeans with the top button snapped open, accentuating Brian’s beautiful treasure trail and the tantalizing bulge of his hard-on.
Justin swiftly closed the remaining distance between them. He leaned into Brian’s embrace, rubbing himself against his partner’s body like a cat, moaning and purring and claiming a heated kiss. His hands went to Brian’s fly without conscious thought, deftly opening the remaining buttons. God, even after all their years together - just looking at his lover made his knees weak.
He slid down on his knees and burrowed his face in Brian’s crotch, inhaling deeply and reveling in the familiar, intoxicating smell. And his last rational thought before his brain shut down for a while was a blissful “All mine!”
Author: rainbow1907
Fandom: Queer As Folk US
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Word Count: 200
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, no copyright infringement intended, just playing with the boys...
Beta: Many thanks to my wonderful beta buckeye5! Any remaining mistakes are mine.
Author's Note: This was inspired by the question in what kind of clothes I like Brian best.
Feedback: Yes, please! Rena
Blue Jeans
“You wanna go dancing?” Brian wandered into the kitchen, casually stealing an olive from the sandwich Justin was preparing for himself.
“Hey! That’s mine!” Justin protested with a laugh and promptly forgot what he wanted to say as he took in the mouthwatering sight of his lover… the look of his bare feet on the hardwood floor that he always found so oddly arousing… the smooth, golden chest, only lightly dusted with hair… and the worn out pair of designer blue jeans with the top button snapped open, accentuating Brian’s beautiful treasure trail and the tantalizing bulge of his hard-on.
Justin swiftly closed the remaining distance between them. He leaned into Brian’s embrace, rubbing himself against his partner’s body like a cat, moaning and purring and claiming a heated kiss. His hands went to Brian’s fly without conscious thought, deftly opening the remaining buttons. God, even after all their years together - just looking at his lover made his knees weak.
He slid down on his knees and burrowed his face in Brian’s crotch, inhaling deeply and reveling in the familiar, intoxicating smell. And his last rational thought before his brain shut down for a while was a blissful “All mine!”