Queer As Folk (I suppose): S for Smutty: Title- Shelf Life
Title: Shelf Life
Author: Mee
Rating: S.. for Smutty.
Warning: Language, scenes
Word count: 558
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Queer As Folk. I just have their names and physical appearances on loan for the purpose of this story. If you want, this is a completely AU version of QaF.
Summary: Justin's cold.
Dedication: To Ellen, my QaF buddy.
Author's note: (1) This is my first-ever smut-fic, so be nice.. And please try not to cream all over the screen. :)
(2) All characters mentioned are in their twenties, and all work at the Big-Q.
Justin walked up to the doors, standing at just the right spot so that they wouldn't open automatically. His watch flashed 7:00 and Justin sighed defeatedly. Shift starting in half an hour, Justin walked into the small grocery store, smiling at his working colleagues as he made a bee-line for the backroom so he could grab another coffee to warm up and wake up before getting started on unpacking the new boxes.
When Justin walked into the room he spotted Brian sprawled out on the ratty old sofa and all thoughts of coffee flew from his mind. He'd just found another way to warm up. Justin quietly walked over to his locker and opened it just as silently, trying his best not to disturb the ssnoozing brunette. He shed his big coat and scarf and hung them up before moving away from the locker, leaving it open because it always squeaked when he tried to close it.
Little did Justin know that Brian had been watching him the whole time through half-lidded eyes. So, when Justin came over and straddled him, he was ready. What Brian wasn't ready for however, was Justin to start tickling him mercilessly. Brian's eyes flew open at the onslaught and he laughed so hard his lungs hurt.
"J-justin," he gasped out, trying and failing to grab the blonds hands, "St-stop!"
Justin smiled broadly and kept tickling the older man. It was only after his still-cold hands managed to get under Brain's shirt and hit the warm skin and Brian gasped and arched his back, his gasp turning into a moan as his crotch rubbed against Justin's and oh, the friction that their rough jeans caused that made Justin rethink the tickling idea and he leant down and caught Brian's mouth in a fierce kiss. The kiss became more heated as Brian started to kiss Justin back, running his tongue along the roof of Justin's mouth.
Justin's hands wandered around on Brian’s chest, though they were now warm from being pressed between the two bodies. He groaned as his fingertips brushed over Brian's nipples and felt the other man harden beneath him. Justin shifted and groaned again as he hardened in response. The kiss grew heated as the boys rubbed against each other. Brian's hands had just reached Justin's belt and were fumbling to get the clasp undone when a load buzzer signalled that it was 7:30.
"Fuck," Justin swore as he pulled away and sat up, moaning as Brian moved as well and their cocks rubbed against one another deliciously, "I can’t start my shift like this!"
Brian 'mmm'ed in response as he fingered the cold metal on Justin's belt. "Well, we could take care of this.." He replied and pushed the heel of his hand down on the prominent bulge in the other man's pants. Justin's mouth opened in a silent 'oh' and he was about to reply when he looked up and saw his friend and co-worker Daphne, standing at the door, eyes wide.
Brian tilted his head back to see what Justin was staring at and at the same time, ground his hand down harder on Justin's dick.
"Yes, Daphne?" He asked.
"Chris was wondering where Justin was.." she trailed off as Justin’s head fell, his chin hitting his chest, breathing erratic.
Brian gasped as Justin tweaked both his nipples and arched into the smaller and younger boy. They came simultaneously as Daphne looked on, shocked. Neither boy noticed as Daphne made an excuse up to tell Chris and left.
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Author: Mee
Rating: S.. for Smutty.
Warning: Language, scenes
Word count: 558
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Queer As Folk. I just have their names and physical appearances on loan for the purpose of this story. If you want, this is a completely AU version of QaF.
Summary: Justin's cold.
Dedication: To Ellen, my QaF buddy.
Author's note: (1) This is my first-ever smut-fic, so be nice.. And please try not to cream all over the screen. :)
(2) All characters mentioned are in their twenties, and all work at the Big-Q.
Justin walked up to the doors, standing at just the right spot so that they wouldn't open automatically. His watch flashed 7:00 and Justin sighed defeatedly. Shift starting in half an hour, Justin walked into the small grocery store, smiling at his working colleagues as he made a bee-line for the backroom so he could grab another coffee to warm up and wake up before getting started on unpacking the new boxes.
When Justin walked into the room he spotted Brian sprawled out on the ratty old sofa and all thoughts of coffee flew from his mind. He'd just found another way to warm up. Justin quietly walked over to his locker and opened it just as silently, trying his best not to disturb the ssnoozing brunette. He shed his big coat and scarf and hung them up before moving away from the locker, leaving it open because it always squeaked when he tried to close it.
Little did Justin know that Brian had been watching him the whole time through half-lidded eyes. So, when Justin came over and straddled him, he was ready. What Brian wasn't ready for however, was Justin to start tickling him mercilessly. Brian's eyes flew open at the onslaught and he laughed so hard his lungs hurt.
"J-justin," he gasped out, trying and failing to grab the blonds hands, "St-stop!"
Justin smiled broadly and kept tickling the older man. It was only after his still-cold hands managed to get under Brain's shirt and hit the warm skin and Brian gasped and arched his back, his gasp turning into a moan as his crotch rubbed against Justin's and oh, the friction that their rough jeans caused that made Justin rethink the tickling idea and he leant down and caught Brian's mouth in a fierce kiss. The kiss became more heated as Brian started to kiss Justin back, running his tongue along the roof of Justin's mouth.
Justin's hands wandered around on Brian’s chest, though they were now warm from being pressed between the two bodies. He groaned as his fingertips brushed over Brian's nipples and felt the other man harden beneath him. Justin shifted and groaned again as he hardened in response. The kiss grew heated as the boys rubbed against each other. Brian's hands had just reached Justin's belt and were fumbling to get the clasp undone when a load buzzer signalled that it was 7:30.
"Fuck," Justin swore as he pulled away and sat up, moaning as Brian moved as well and their cocks rubbed against one another deliciously, "I can’t start my shift like this!"
Brian 'mmm'ed in response as he fingered the cold metal on Justin's belt. "Well, we could take care of this.." He replied and pushed the heel of his hand down on the prominent bulge in the other man's pants. Justin's mouth opened in a silent 'oh' and he was about to reply when he looked up and saw his friend and co-worker Daphne, standing at the door, eyes wide.
Brian tilted his head back to see what Justin was staring at and at the same time, ground his hand down harder on Justin's dick.
"Yes, Daphne?" He asked.
"Chris was wondering where Justin was.." she trailed off as Justin’s head fell, his chin hitting his chest, breathing erratic.
Brian gasped as Justin tweaked both his nipples and arched into the smaller and younger boy. They came simultaneously as Daphne looked on, shocked. Neither boy noticed as Daphne made an excuse up to tell Chris and left.
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