Connected Part 5
Title: Connected, Part 5/?
Author:Randysgirl_645
Challenge Words: Summer Challenge-Knife - Lips - Blood
Characters:Brian Kinney, Justin Taylor
Rating:R/NC-17
Word Count:1,014
Warnings: AU Vampire B/J fic is that considered a warning? Lol.
Summary: Brian has nightmares about something.
Author’s Note: This is my first Vampire B/J fic, I’ve written other AU fics but never anything like this so hopefully you all will like this and if not let me know constructively ;) This was written for the 3 little words challenge on the queensoftart community. Thanks to my beta faramirhaldir :)
It’s been a week since he last saw Brian, and he can’t stop thinking about him, can’t stop drawing him. His sketch book is now full of Brian drawings in all states of undress. It’s Saturday night and he’s going to Liberty Avenue to see if he can see him again since he knows that Brian wouldn’t stay home on a Saturday night.
Justin wants to feel Brian’s hands tracing and caressing his body again, wants that talented tongue on his mouth and all over his body.
He’s determined to be in Brian’s life even if it’s only as a convenient fuck for the moment because he knows that he’ll be something more later on, he just knows that they’ll be together. He’s always gotten what he’s wanted and this won’t be an exception.
“I’m going to Daphne’s!” Justin yells at his mother as he rushes out the door.
He takes the bus to Liberty Avenue; he really needs to get his permit soon. Justin’s going to ask his mom tomorrow if she can take him driving in the evening.
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He makes his way to the diner. Justin figures he’ll eat first and who knows maybe he’ll bump into him there. The diner is packed full of men and women, the men are all staring at him; it’s kind of overwhelming and yet exciting at the same time to know that you’re wanted.
Justin discreetly looks around to see if he can find Brian but doesn’t see him so he picks a corner booth and sits down.
The waitress, Kiki as her name tag says, took his order of cheeseburger, fries and a coke. When the food arrived he dug in, but kept his eye on the door.
“Who you looking for?” Kiki comes by to refill his coke.
“Someone.”
“Aren’t we all, I know everyone that comes in to here so if you’re looking for someone in particular I can help you?”
“I’m looking for Brian.”
“Honey, everyone is looking for Brian Kinney.”
“Does he come here often?”
“Sometimes, but most likely you’ll find him at Babylon or Woody’s.”
“Thanks,” He smiles at her.
Justin finishes his food, leaves some money and heads to Babylon since that was where he saw him last week and he hopes that he’s there tonight as well.
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Brian is scan the dance floor from the bar and he picks out his prey when he feels Justin come in. He ignores the voice that tells him to go towards Justin and kiss him; instead he moves in on his prey, the guy has black hair, green eyes and well built.
Brian pulls him towards the backroom and he knows that Justin is following them. He pushes the guy towards the back wall, turns him around so that his ass is facing Brian.
Brian grabs a condom and a small tube of lube from his pant pocket, and prepares himself as well as the trick.
He knows Justin is in the backroom, watching him as he prepares to fuck someone else and for some reason he feels something twist inside in his gut, which is crazy because he’s only seen him twice so why should he fucking care about the little twat feels.
Brian knows that Justin has these silly romantic thoughts going around in his little head and he has to stop those and get away from him before…
He starts fucking the trick hard, pushing in and out in a frantic pace.
Brian feels Justin’s fascination and disappointment that it isn’t him that Brian is fucking. He senses Justin as he leaves.
He feels the trick come and a couple of thrusts later he comes as well and bites the neck of the trick, but the blood that he is tasting doesn’t fulfill him the way Justin’s blood does. Fuck, where did that thought come from.
Brian heads out of the backroom and makes his way once more to the bar. He’s not surprised to see Justin there waiting for him. He’s beginning to learn that Justin is a persistent twat.
“Brian?”
“What?” Brian doesn’t look at him, he is focused on the crowd of hot, half naked men gyrating on the dance floor, and he’s scanning to find his next prey.
“Look at me.”
Brian reluctantly looks at him and sees that Justin’s eyes are full of expectation, of things that Brian doesn’t want to know, that he doesn’t believe in.
“What do you want? I’m busy.”
“Can we go somewhere to talk?”
“About what?”
“About us.”
Brian laughs, “There is no us. So we fucked a few times that doesn’t mean we’re some sort of couple, I don’t believe in love.”
“But I need you.”
“You don’t need anyone; you only need yourself.”
“I love you,” He has to admit the boy had guts to be saying shit like that to his face.
“Love doesn’t exist. It’s just something straight people tell themselves to fuck. I believe in fucking, you get in with a maximum of pleasure and a minimum of bullshit.”
“Can we be friends at least?” He can tell Justin is at the point of tears.
“No we can’t.”
Brian watches as Justin makes a run for the door. He did what he had to do but then why does he feels regret for what he just did. He doesn’t have regrets; he lives his life how he wants to and doesn’t care what other people think.
Brian isn’t in the mood for tricking anymore and has lost his hunger so he decides to leave Babylon.
Connected Part 6