Makes Me Wonder
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oh_ameliaTitle: Explanations and a Revelation
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hsbfc
Chapter: 18/?
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: language, sex
Summary: Totally AU. Justin asks Brian for his help after Ethan won’t leave him alone. How far will Brian go to help the blond? And how far will Ethan go to make sure Justin is his?
Disclaimer: QUEER AS FOLK is property of COWLIP and SHOWTIME. I own nothing.
Author’s Notes: The title was inspired by Maroon 5’s song MAKES ME WONDER, but has nothing else to do with the song. And I want to say thanks to my wonderful betaelyxer. You rock! Without your encouragement I would not be writing. THANKS and I love ya!
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“Are you serious?!” Emmett gasped, his mouth hanging open in shock. “He was in your apartment?”
“Yeah,” Justin answered, tracing the rim of his coffee cup. “God only knows for how long.”
“How do you know he was actually squatting there?” Michael asked, his mouth full of pancakes. “I mean,” he continued talking while chewing. “He could just be living there now since Justin moved out?”
“And that makes it better, how?” Brian asked Michael, as he signaled for a refill. He couldn’t believe how lightly his friend was taking the news. Sure Michael didn’t like Justin, but for him to be so aloof about everything made Brian feel a bit unsettled.
“I’m not saying it does,” Michael quickly defended his words. “I’m just saying that given the situation, it would be unwise to jump to any conclusions without first looking at the facts in front of you. You don’t want to waste your energy on what could be pointless worrying.”
“I guess…” Justin said slowly. “But, I’m always worried about what Ethan is going to do next, so a little more isn’t going to hurt me.”
Michael sighed inwardly, wondering how he pulled that explanation out of his ass so quickly. Hopefully that would get Brian to stop looking at him like he was trying to read his thoughts.
“Maybe you can talk to your old landlord,” Emmett suggested. “Would he tell you anything?”
“I don’t know.” Justin shook his head. “The only times I ever saw him were when I first got the place, and when he came around to collect rent. Other than that, I never said one word to him.”
“It’s worth a shot,” Brian said as he took a twenty from his wallet and set it on the table.
“What’s worth a shot?” Debbie asked as she finally made her way over to refill Brian’s cup.
“Talking to Justin’s old landlord about a pest problem,” Emmett answered.
“Oh, okay.” Debbie shrugged her shoulders and set the coffee pot on the table. “Now I expect you all to be there. I bought this big fucking turkey and I’m planning on all the works.”
“You know I’ll be there,” Emmett said as he stood up and pulled his coat on. “Let me know how it turns out, okay. Later.”
“Later, Emmett.” Justin smiled and poured himself another cup of coffee.
“I expect you to be there too, Mister,” Debbie said, pointing a finger at Justin.
“What?” Justin asked, nearly spilling the coffee. “Me? Why?”
“Well, you are in a relationship with Brian, so is it too much for me to expect you to be with him over the holidays?”
“No,” Justin answered. “It’s just that, I’m already planning to spend Thanksgiving with my mother and sister.”
“Well, you can always come by afterwards, can’t you?” Debbie asked, picking up the coffee pot.
“Leave it alone, Deb” Brian said, giving his surrogate mother a look that said to let the matter drop.
“So, can we expect David to be there?” Debbie asked her son.
“I don’t think so,” Michael mumbled, not looking his mother in the eye.
“And why not?” Debbie rested her hand on her hip and glared at Michael.
“I’m not really seeing him anymore,” Michael answered. “We sorta broke up.”
“How exactly did this happen?” Debbie asked Michael, while looking at Brian.
“Don’t look at me,” Brian said as he pushed his way out of the booth behind Justin.
“Uh-huh,” Debbie murmured under her breath. She watched as Brian and Justin made their way out of the diner before heading back to the kitchen.
Michael waited until the door closed behind his mother before taking out his phone and hitting the speed dial. He took out a ten, left it on the table and made his way out into the cold. He saw Brian and Justin heading down the street and started walking in the opposite direction.
“Hey, it’s me,” Michael said to Ethan’s voicemail. “I need to talk to you about something. It’s important. Call me as soon as you get this message.”
He shoved the phone in his coat pocket and pulled the scarf tight around his neck. If Ethan was really just hanging around Justin’s old place for some perverted reason, then he needed to know for sure. His phone vibrated in his pocket and he quickly answered it.
“Why the fuck didn’t you answer your phone?”
“Sorry,” Ethan said, sounding out of breath. “I was just moving some stuff around in my apartment.”
“Your apartment, or Boy Wonder’s apartment?”
”Fuck. You know about that already?”
“Of course I fucking know about that!” Michael exclaimed into the phone. “Poor little Justin came whining to us about it first thing this morning.”
“Fuck,” Ethan repeated.
“So, what’s going on?”
“No need to worry. I am renting Justin’s old apartment. After he didn’t pay rent on it last month Mr. Creager offered to rent it out to me.”
“To you? Why you?”
“Well, I asked him if anyone was still living there, he said no and asked if I was looking for a place, and I thought why the hell not,” Ethan rambled on.
“How the hell can you afford two apartments?” Michael asked, stopping in the middle of the sidewalk, moving only when someone bumped into him from behind. “Shit hole or not, apartments cost money. Which you keep insisting that you never have enough of.”
“I had my concert,” Ethan explained. “There are some people out there who are refined enough to appreciate violin music. My CD couldn’t sell fast enough. They were eating it up. And who said I had two apartments.”
“Whatever,” Michael scoffed. He still thought the kid was full of shit, but he needed him so he would keep the rest of his opinion to himself. “I still think we should meet up and talk. The more information I have the easier it will be for me to help you.”
“Fine,” Ethan agreed. “Let’s meet up at that Starbucks on Grand. It’s always busy, so hopefully we won’t be noticed.”
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“Well that was a waste of time,” Brian said as he pulled away from the curb at Justin’s old apartment.
“Yeah,” Justin agreed, leaning his head back on the seat. He watched the scenery go by as Brian drove back to the loft. Unfortunately, Mr. Creager wouldn’t be back until after the holidays, and even then, there was no guarantee that he would tell them anything. The only thing they were able to find out was that two brand new locks had been installed on his old apartment door.
He made his way slowly up the stairs, hung up his coat, and sat down at the kitchen counter. Despite the copious amount of coffee he’d had this morning, he found that he was exhausted. He let out a sigh when he felt Brian’s hands massage his shoulders.
“You okay?” Brian asked as he continued his ministrations.
“Yeah.” Justin nodded. “Just tired of everything. All the Ethan shit.”
“C’mere,” Brian said as he turned Justin around, moving between the blond’s legs. He leaned forward and captured Justin’s lips in his, lightly biting the boy’s bottom lip before pushing his tongue inside the warm mouth.
Justin wrapped his arms around Brian’s waist, and let himself get lost in the other man’s embrace.
Brian pulled Justin off the chair and led him to the bedroom, moving from the blond’s lips to his neck. When they reached the bed, Brian gently pushed the boy back following him down until he rested on top of him, capturing his lips once more. Justin arched against him, tangling his finger in the hair at the nape of his neck.
Once they were fully divested of their clothes, Justin straddled Brian and kissed his way down the brunet’s body. He made sure to pay close attention to each nipple before arriving at his desired destination. He massaged Brian’s cock with one hand as he licked the pre-cum from the tip. His tongue teased Brian until the man was begging for more. He held Brian’s hips down as he took all he could of the man’s cock in his mouth.
Brian fucked Justin’s mouth and bit down on his lip as he blond swallowed around his cock. His fingers tangled in Justin’s hair as he came closer to orgasm. Finally after what felt like an eternity, he came in the blond’s mouth.
Justin swallowed all he could, and continued to lick and suck until every last drop of cum was removed from Brian’s dick. He crawled up next to Brian, letting the man taste himself on his lips. The sound of his phone vibrating on the floor slowly broke him out of his haze. He reluctantly reached on the floor to see who was calling.
His mom. He turned his phone off and set it on the nightstand, enjoying the feel of Brian’s hand on his cock, and the lips on his neck.
Brian blindly reached for a condom and the lube from the nightstand. He squirted a dollop of lube on the tips of his fingers and slowly worked on stretching Justin in preparation for his cock. When he felt Justin pushing against him, he tore open the condom and rolled it down his achingly hard cock. He slowly pushed inside of Justin, stopping only to let the blond adjust.
Justin wrapped his legs around Brian’s waist, locking his ankles together, as he pulled the man closer. His breath hitched as Brian began a steady rhythm. He held Brian’s hand between his hands and pulled the man down for a kiss. He let his tongue mimic the movements of Brian body and gasped loudly when Brian began to repeatedly hit his prostate.
Brian buried his head in the crook of Justin neck as he sped up his movements. He came only a second before Justin. After his breathing returned to normal, he carefully pulled out and disposed of the condom. He wrapped his arm around Justin and kissed down the back of the blond’s neck.
Justin entwined his fingers with Brian’s, glad that he was able to be distracted, if only for a little while, from his problems. He closed his eyes and soon sleep overtook him.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“So is that all?” Michael asked.
“That’s everything,” Ethan said as he crumpled a napkin and tossed it on the table. “Do you have any information for me?”
“Well,” Michael sighed. “I do know that Justin will be alone on Thanksgiving. Well, at least in terms of not having Brian with him. He’s spending the day with his mother and sister.”
“Okay.” Ethan nodded his head as he tried to formulate a plan. “I’ll have to find out where she lives then. Do you know what his mom’s name is? There’s a whole lot of fucking Taylor’s in the phone book.”
“Not a fucking clue.” Michael said. “But I can find out for you.”
“That’s great. How?”
“I don’t know.” Michael shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe I can have my mother ask Justin for it, to invite them over for dessert or something. I don’t know. I’ll figure something out.”
“Fine. Just make sure it’s before Thursday. I need to plan, and I hate doing things last minute. After that flower fiasco I’m not leaving anything to chance.”
“Can you please remember to at least think before you do anything. Nothing outlandish that will make Boy Wonder cling to Brian any tighter than he already is?” Michael asked. He knew his words were falling on deaf ears. And that they were completely pointless. He didn’t even know why he was still helping the little weasel. Perhaps it was just the hope that soon Brian would tire of Justin and eventually kick the kid to the curb.
“I just said I was going to be more methodical,” Ethan said, rolling his eyes. He finished the rest of his latte and tossed the cup in a nearby garbage can. “Come on, let’s go. We’ve been here too long.”
A muscular brunet in a worn brown leather jacket was sitting at a table across the room with a copy of the latest Pittsburgh Out. He couldn’t help but notice as the couple made their way out of the coffee shop. If they wanted to be inconspicuous they were failing miserably at it. And there was something vaguely familiar about one of them. He just couldn’t put his finger on the reason why.
Chapter 17 | Chapter 19
Author:
hsbfcChapter: 18/?
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: language, sex
Summary: Totally AU. Justin asks Brian for his help after Ethan won’t leave him alone. How far will Brian go to help the blond? And how far will Ethan go to make sure Justin is his?
Disclaimer: QUEER AS FOLK is property of COWLIP and SHOWTIME. I own nothing.
Author’s Notes: The title was inspired by Maroon 5’s song MAKES ME WONDER, but has nothing else to do with the song. And I want to say thanks to my wonderful beta
elyxer. You rock! Without your encouragement I would not be writing. THANKS and I love ya! PREVIOUS CHAPTERS: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17
“Are you serious?!” Emmett gasped, his mouth hanging open in shock. “He was in your apartment?”
“Yeah,” Justin answered, tracing the rim of his coffee cup. “God only knows for how long.”
“How do you know he was actually squatting there?” Michael asked, his mouth full of pancakes. “I mean,” he continued talking while chewing. “He could just be living there now since Justin moved out?”
“And that makes it better, how?” Brian asked Michael, as he signaled for a refill. He couldn’t believe how lightly his friend was taking the news. Sure Michael didn’t like Justin, but for him to be so aloof about everything made Brian feel a bit unsettled.
“I’m not saying it does,” Michael quickly defended his words. “I’m just saying that given the situation, it would be unwise to jump to any conclusions without first looking at the facts in front of you. You don’t want to waste your energy on what could be pointless worrying.”
“I guess…” Justin said slowly. “But, I’m always worried about what Ethan is going to do next, so a little more isn’t going to hurt me.”
Michael sighed inwardly, wondering how he pulled that explanation out of his ass so quickly. Hopefully that would get Brian to stop looking at him like he was trying to read his thoughts.
“Maybe you can talk to your old landlord,” Emmett suggested. “Would he tell you anything?”
“I don’t know.” Justin shook his head. “The only times I ever saw him were when I first got the place, and when he came around to collect rent. Other than that, I never said one word to him.”
“It’s worth a shot,” Brian said as he took a twenty from his wallet and set it on the table.
“What’s worth a shot?” Debbie asked as she finally made her way over to refill Brian’s cup.
“Talking to Justin’s old landlord about a pest problem,” Emmett answered.
“Oh, okay.” Debbie shrugged her shoulders and set the coffee pot on the table. “Now I expect you all to be there. I bought this big fucking turkey and I’m planning on all the works.”
“You know I’ll be there,” Emmett said as he stood up and pulled his coat on. “Let me know how it turns out, okay. Later.”
“Later, Emmett.” Justin smiled and poured himself another cup of coffee.
“I expect you to be there too, Mister,” Debbie said, pointing a finger at Justin.
“What?” Justin asked, nearly spilling the coffee. “Me? Why?”
“Well, you are in a relationship with Brian, so is it too much for me to expect you to be with him over the holidays?”
“No,” Justin answered. “It’s just that, I’m already planning to spend Thanksgiving with my mother and sister.”
“Well, you can always come by afterwards, can’t you?” Debbie asked, picking up the coffee pot.
“Leave it alone, Deb” Brian said, giving his surrogate mother a look that said to let the matter drop.
“So, can we expect David to be there?” Debbie asked her son.
“I don’t think so,” Michael mumbled, not looking his mother in the eye.
“And why not?” Debbie rested her hand on her hip and glared at Michael.
“I’m not really seeing him anymore,” Michael answered. “We sorta broke up.”
“How exactly did this happen?” Debbie asked Michael, while looking at Brian.
“Don’t look at me,” Brian said as he pushed his way out of the booth behind Justin.
“Uh-huh,” Debbie murmured under her breath. She watched as Brian and Justin made their way out of the diner before heading back to the kitchen.
Michael waited until the door closed behind his mother before taking out his phone and hitting the speed dial. He took out a ten, left it on the table and made his way out into the cold. He saw Brian and Justin heading down the street and started walking in the opposite direction.
“Hey, it’s me,” Michael said to Ethan’s voicemail. “I need to talk to you about something. It’s important. Call me as soon as you get this message.”
He shoved the phone in his coat pocket and pulled the scarf tight around his neck. If Ethan was really just hanging around Justin’s old place for some perverted reason, then he needed to know for sure. His phone vibrated in his pocket and he quickly answered it.
“Why the fuck didn’t you answer your phone?”
“Sorry,” Ethan said, sounding out of breath. “I was just moving some stuff around in my apartment.”
“Your apartment, or Boy Wonder’s apartment?”
”Fuck. You know about that already?”
“Of course I fucking know about that!” Michael exclaimed into the phone. “Poor little Justin came whining to us about it first thing this morning.”
“Fuck,” Ethan repeated.
“So, what’s going on?”
“No need to worry. I am renting Justin’s old apartment. After he didn’t pay rent on it last month Mr. Creager offered to rent it out to me.”
“To you? Why you?”
“Well, I asked him if anyone was still living there, he said no and asked if I was looking for a place, and I thought why the hell not,” Ethan rambled on.
“How the hell can you afford two apartments?” Michael asked, stopping in the middle of the sidewalk, moving only when someone bumped into him from behind. “Shit hole or not, apartments cost money. Which you keep insisting that you never have enough of.”
“I had my concert,” Ethan explained. “There are some people out there who are refined enough to appreciate violin music. My CD couldn’t sell fast enough. They were eating it up. And who said I had two apartments.”
“Whatever,” Michael scoffed. He still thought the kid was full of shit, but he needed him so he would keep the rest of his opinion to himself. “I still think we should meet up and talk. The more information I have the easier it will be for me to help you.”
“Fine,” Ethan agreed. “Let’s meet up at that Starbucks on Grand. It’s always busy, so hopefully we won’t be noticed.”
“Well that was a waste of time,” Brian said as he pulled away from the curb at Justin’s old apartment.
“Yeah,” Justin agreed, leaning his head back on the seat. He watched the scenery go by as Brian drove back to the loft. Unfortunately, Mr. Creager wouldn’t be back until after the holidays, and even then, there was no guarantee that he would tell them anything. The only thing they were able to find out was that two brand new locks had been installed on his old apartment door.
He made his way slowly up the stairs, hung up his coat, and sat down at the kitchen counter. Despite the copious amount of coffee he’d had this morning, he found that he was exhausted. He let out a sigh when he felt Brian’s hands massage his shoulders.
“You okay?” Brian asked as he continued his ministrations.
“Yeah.” Justin nodded. “Just tired of everything. All the Ethan shit.”
“C’mere,” Brian said as he turned Justin around, moving between the blond’s legs. He leaned forward and captured Justin’s lips in his, lightly biting the boy’s bottom lip before pushing his tongue inside the warm mouth.
Justin wrapped his arms around Brian’s waist, and let himself get lost in the other man’s embrace.
Brian pulled Justin off the chair and led him to the bedroom, moving from the blond’s lips to his neck. When they reached the bed, Brian gently pushed the boy back following him down until he rested on top of him, capturing his lips once more. Justin arched against him, tangling his finger in the hair at the nape of his neck.
Once they were fully divested of their clothes, Justin straddled Brian and kissed his way down the brunet’s body. He made sure to pay close attention to each nipple before arriving at his desired destination. He massaged Brian’s cock with one hand as he licked the pre-cum from the tip. His tongue teased Brian until the man was begging for more. He held Brian’s hips down as he took all he could of the man’s cock in his mouth.
Brian fucked Justin’s mouth and bit down on his lip as he blond swallowed around his cock. His fingers tangled in Justin’s hair as he came closer to orgasm. Finally after what felt like an eternity, he came in the blond’s mouth.
Justin swallowed all he could, and continued to lick and suck until every last drop of cum was removed from Brian’s dick. He crawled up next to Brian, letting the man taste himself on his lips. The sound of his phone vibrating on the floor slowly broke him out of his haze. He reluctantly reached on the floor to see who was calling.
His mom. He turned his phone off and set it on the nightstand, enjoying the feel of Brian’s hand on his cock, and the lips on his neck.
Brian blindly reached for a condom and the lube from the nightstand. He squirted a dollop of lube on the tips of his fingers and slowly worked on stretching Justin in preparation for his cock. When he felt Justin pushing against him, he tore open the condom and rolled it down his achingly hard cock. He slowly pushed inside of Justin, stopping only to let the blond adjust.
Justin wrapped his legs around Brian’s waist, locking his ankles together, as he pulled the man closer. His breath hitched as Brian began a steady rhythm. He held Brian’s hand between his hands and pulled the man down for a kiss. He let his tongue mimic the movements of Brian body and gasped loudly when Brian began to repeatedly hit his prostate.
Brian buried his head in the crook of Justin neck as he sped up his movements. He came only a second before Justin. After his breathing returned to normal, he carefully pulled out and disposed of the condom. He wrapped his arm around Justin and kissed down the back of the blond’s neck.
Justin entwined his fingers with Brian’s, glad that he was able to be distracted, if only for a little while, from his problems. He closed his eyes and soon sleep overtook him.
“So is that all?” Michael asked.
“That’s everything,” Ethan said as he crumpled a napkin and tossed it on the table. “Do you have any information for me?”
“Well,” Michael sighed. “I do know that Justin will be alone on Thanksgiving. Well, at least in terms of not having Brian with him. He’s spending the day with his mother and sister.”
“Okay.” Ethan nodded his head as he tried to formulate a plan. “I’ll have to find out where she lives then. Do you know what his mom’s name is? There’s a whole lot of fucking Taylor’s in the phone book.”
“Not a fucking clue.” Michael said. “But I can find out for you.”
“That’s great. How?”
“I don’t know.” Michael shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe I can have my mother ask Justin for it, to invite them over for dessert or something. I don’t know. I’ll figure something out.”
“Fine. Just make sure it’s before Thursday. I need to plan, and I hate doing things last minute. After that flower fiasco I’m not leaving anything to chance.”
“Can you please remember to at least think before you do anything. Nothing outlandish that will make Boy Wonder cling to Brian any tighter than he already is?” Michael asked. He knew his words were falling on deaf ears. And that they were completely pointless. He didn’t even know why he was still helping the little weasel. Perhaps it was just the hope that soon Brian would tire of Justin and eventually kick the kid to the curb.
“I just said I was going to be more methodical,” Ethan said, rolling his eyes. He finished the rest of his latte and tossed the cup in a nearby garbage can. “Come on, let’s go. We’ve been here too long.”
A muscular brunet in a worn brown leather jacket was sitting at a table across the room with a copy of the latest Pittsburgh Out. He couldn’t help but notice as the couple made their way out of the coffee shop. If they wanted to be inconspicuous they were failing miserably at it. And there was something vaguely familiar about one of them. He just couldn’t put his finger on the reason why.
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Date: 2007-09-24 10:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-25 11:47 am (UTC)OH
Date: 2007-09-24 10:10 pm (UTC)Re: OH
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Date: 2007-09-24 11:59 pm (UTC)Sadly "Michael that shit!" is back now. *sigh* And as annoying as ever. Though I admit he and Ethan make me laugh. A lot. They're just so dumb. *shakes head*
LOOOOVED the Brian and Justin part. *sigh* Very hot and incredibly sweet.
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Date: 2007-09-25 11:49 am (UTC)Perhaps...:)
SO glad you enjoyed it. I really hope I can update soon. I'm trying to finish my next chapter so hopefully...
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Date: 2007-09-25 01:29 am (UTC)I noticed two typos and can only fine one. ;\
Once they were fully divested of their clothes, Justin straddled Brian and kissed his way down the brunette’s body
should be brunet since Brian's a man.
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Date: 2007-09-25 11:51 am (UTC)arg. I always do that. *goes to fix*
I canNOT WAIT for Mikey and Ethan to get busted. ;)
It won't be long...
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Date: 2007-09-25 02:29 am (UTC)Loved Brian and Justin smexin' *sighs* More more!
Tena
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Date: 2007-09-25 11:53 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-09-25 11:54 am (UTC)I'm working the next chapter so hopefully I can get it sent of to my beta soon.
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Date: 2007-09-25 03:39 am (UTC)Brian always knows how to get Justin to relax. ;)
Muscular brunette? Ben?
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Date: 2007-09-25 11:56 am (UTC)Don't worry too much about that. ;)
Brian always knows how to get Justin to relax. ;)
Yes...he's really good at that...
Muscular brunette? Ben?
Maybe...:)
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Date: 2007-09-25 03:53 am (UTC)This story makes me feel less than bright sometimes, lol, but in a good way ;) Great chapter, and thanks for the bit of smut again!
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Date: 2007-09-25 11:59 am (UTC)I really hope I can post again soon. I'm almost done with my next chapter so...
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Date: 2007-09-25 08:55 am (UTC)Not even super-cock Brian can have an orgasm with oral sex, and immediately be rock hard for anal sex. It is a physical impossibility. There is a recuperation period needed, or else he needs to hold off on the first one in order to accomplish the second.
And there must be a million ways of describing a character's appearance without having to use their hair color. I hope to God no one ever says, "It's that gray haired old lady over there." I would put their lights out. I'd rather be called a (make up your own word), which I probably am for bringing this up in the first place.
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Date: 2007-09-25 12:05 pm (UTC)Not even super-cock Brian can have an orgasm with oral sex, and immediately be rock hard for anal sex. It is a physical impossibility. There is a recuperation period needed, or else he needs to hold off on the first one in order to accomplish the second.
Maybe I've been reading too much Harry Potter where there are spells for these kinds of things. LOL
I've never been confident in writing sex scenes. I'm always at the mercy of my beta for help.
And there must be a million ways of describing a character's appearance without having to use their hair color. I hope to God no one ever says, "It's that gray haired old lady over there." I would put their lights out. I'd rather be called a (make up your own word), which I probably am for bringing this up in the first place.
I try to do this as little as I can. Most the time it is when I feel that the use of their names is becoming to repetive in one section.
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Date: 2007-09-25 05:46 pm (UTC)Can't wait for next chapter!
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Date: 2007-09-25 09:29 pm (UTC)I really hope I can update soon. Just send my next chapter off to my beta.
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Date: 2007-09-26 06:28 pm (UTC)Oh, nice bit of mystery at the end.
*ponders*
Leaves me waiting anxiously for the next chapter.
You planned that, didn't you?
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Date: 2008-02-28 08:45 pm (UTC)okay, okay, SO EXCITED. possibly ben in the brown leather jacket, eh? the pawn shop owners brother, hmm?? you are far too good at being sneaky with your words. i am all like, HEADSPINNING over here. can't wait until SOMETHING is revealed. whether it be who robbed the loft, who say michael leave ethan's apartment.... SOMETHING. rawr.