I want to thank you all for your wonderful feedback, I have read tyhem all and I'm sorry for not being able to reply. I haven't been doing to well lately and haven't been able to type at all I have barely been able to sit at the computer lately. My hubby is not to happy that I took the time out to finish this little bit but I just had to. It's not that long only about four pages but when I'm better I will get more out and as soon as I can I will get the replies out for you guys. Thank you though they have meant the world to me lately really you  have no idea. Big time thanks though to my lovely Foreverfolked who helped me so much and gave me some very good advice on things..................SATURN 

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Something Or Other

I’ll Be Home Tonight

Brian’s POV:

It didn’t take me long to get us home and when we got here he even managed to help me get him up to the loft; but he wasn’t with me. His eyes were so far away and he just seemed to be in a whole other world. When we got up here I sat him on the bed and slowly undressed him relishing in the fact that he was home with me, and that I could do this for him once again. I left him in his black briefs and gently lowered him into bed and covered him up, before I quickly undressed myself and crawl into bed with him. He pretty much fell asleep immediately after I crawled in next to him, and now I just lye here on my side next to him watching his chest slowly rise and fall as he breathes in and out in his sleep. He’s so beautiful and I would never say that about anyone but him, because he truly is. Everything about him is. His mind, his heart, those blue eyes, well I could just drown in them. His blonde hair, and lithe body with an ass that is just absolutely perfect. He’s the type of man that anyone would give anything just to have him love them the way he does, and I have him and that love. I have no idea how I got it. Or why he thinks I deserved it in the first place, but he gave it to me freely and without any reservations. I never even had to work for his love. However if I want to keep his love, and him with me, I know I am going to have to work my ass off. 

Justin starts to shift in his sleep and I’m getting a little scared that he’ll have a nightmare. Because he hasn’t told me what all he remembers of the prom. I mean I’m hoping it’s only the good stuff since he seems to realize just how much I truly care for him. But my fears, for now at least, seem to be unfounded as he just turns over  towards me like he’s done so many times before, and I take him into my arms and bring our bodies as close as they can possibly be. I kiss his forehead and hear him sigh and as I look down into his face I see a tiny contented smile across his peacefully sleeping face. God so beautiful. After I have him in my arms it doesn’t take me that long to fall into a very peaceful sleep as well. 

 When I wake up a few hours later it’s to empty arms and an empty bed and I have this incredibly sinking sick feeling in my stomach. I find myself jumping out of bed. Right when I get to the stairs though I see Justin standing at the windows and my heart literally does a summersault in my chest. I am so relieve to see him standing there touching the window with one of our dark blue sheets wrapped around him. He seems to be in deep concentration and I don’t want to disturb him, but at the same time I just want to wrap my arms around him. So I slowly make my way behind him and slide my arms under his and around his waist. He tenses up just a bit, but lets it melt away almost instantly. He slightly tilts his head so I can do what he knows I want to do; that’s bury my face into his neck. Which is precisely what I do giving him feather kisses along his neck line as I breathe him in. I know I can’t tell him how much I care for him, but at least I try to show him in my own way. I try to show him with my touches and kisses, and the way we are together when we make love, and yes that’s what it is. I just hope he can feel it. Can taste it in my kisses and on my skin. I try to let it seep through me and into him but I just don’t know if he’s in a place to feel it all; to taste it all. But I don’t know how else to show him. So I’m just going to keep trying. 

I move my hand up to the other side of his neck caressing it softly with the pads of my fingers as I place open mouthed kisses along and up his neck. I move to his ear lobe sucking it into my mouth and playing my tongue along the front then the back before softly letting it slip from my lips. I move my mouth along his jaw line and as I move closer to his mouth I use my hand to bring his face and lips to meet mine, and before long our mouths are together, in what I hope he can feel as a soft loving kiss. I slowly play my tongue against his lips and he opens up to me and I slip my tongue inside and we both moan from the taste and feel of being back with each other this way. I feel my eyes tighten with the tremendous relief I feel as he turns in my arms and wraps his arms around my neck, bringing me into the sheet with him. I tighten my hold on him as he does the same. We just continue to kiss so tenderly and, I am trying my best to put everything that I feel for him into this kiss. These are the most intense feelings I have ever felt. Even more so than when we made love for the first time after the bashing, because this time I am not holding anything back from him. This time he isn’t holding anything back from me either. 

I bring my hand up so that I can run my fingers through the hairs at the nape of his neck and hold his neck. As I do this I bend my knees so that I am down to his level before I grab him tightly around the waist and lift him up off the floor. I turn us towards the bedroom and with him wrapped tightly in my arms and him holding onto me we make it to our bed without me having to let him go. I stand up on the side of the bed and set his feet down before we slowly lye down together. When I settle between his legs he automatically wraps them tightly around me; so tightly that it almost hurts. But it’s the best feeling in the world right now so I could care less. I feel him running his fingers through my hair and I can’t help the moan that comes out, and really I’m not actually trying. I don’t even want to. Like I said I’m not holding anything back this time.  

I can feel my cock rubbing against his briefs and in-between his cheeks with every slight movement he or I make and it’s driving me crazy, but I so want to take my time with him. I want to show him everything that I can. I pull away from our kiss and open my eyes to see him staring back with every question in the world that I can’t answer out loud swimming in those big blues eyes that I love so much and it breaks me just a little bit more that I can’t say them. I watch a tear roll down his cheek and it turns that little break into a huge gaping hole. I want to make the hurt go away. For every pain that he feels to just be all mine so he never has to feel anything like that. I just want to erase all the pain I have ever caused him. Every pain he’s ever felt. I lean down and from the end of tear track I start to kiss it away. I keep kissing until I reach his eye and then I just let out a breathe that I didn’t even know I was holding. I pull back once more only to find that he’s just barely hanging on to the rest of the tears swimming in his eyes. 

“I’m sorry Sunshine,” I say softly before I can even think about it. I watch him nod his head but it doesn’t take away the tears in his eyes only makes them start to make their way down his cheeks. When I go to move though he just shakes his head and pushes down on my shoulders and I follow his lead and let our lips come together in another soft kiss. This time though I feel his tongue play in-between my lips and as he lightly lifts my top lip with his tongue I gladly open up for him. Enjoying the taste that only he can give me, in the feelings only he can stir in me. I don’t let myself enjoy it all to often after all, but tonight I am letting myself completely. Even though I know right now I don’t deserve to feel these good things he makes me feel. I know I don’t; not after what I did to him. But I just can’t help myself. I just can’t; and I don’t want to.

I take my hand from his back and move to grab the condom and lube from under the pillow placing them right by my side before I gently bring my hand to his briefs and start to bring them down. Unfortunately I need both hands because he’s not willing to let go of my neck it seems and I don’t even want him to. So I bring my other hand down caressing his cheek and wiping away some tears and breaking myself a little bit more as I do, before bring them to his briefs and bringing them down. It takes a little more maneuvering than usually, but we eventually get  there. When he is finally naked I lye myself back on top of him and look at him. The tears have thankfully stopped but I can still see the heartbreak there and I understand it. I know how badly I fucked up and hurt him and I know my rebottles are completely for shit for this one. But I’m gonna make it right, and I’m gonna start right here. 

I grab the lube and as I do he unfortunately loosens his grip bringing his hands down my arms which sends little shivers down my spine. That part I kinda like though. However I want his arms and legs which are dropped on the bed for now wrapped around me again as quickly as possible so I open up the bottle and squirt some out warming it this time between my fingers to make sure that it is perfect before it even touches any part of his body and when I know it is perfect I bring my fingers down to his hole. Making lazy circles and watching him bite his bottom lip as I finally slip my thumb inside of him. I slide my thumb all the way in using my other fingers to slightly grab his ass bringing my thumb down to help stretch him just a bit. His mouth slowly falls open and I find mine doing the same at the site. I lessen my grip a bit and slowly start to move my thumb in and out a few times putting pressure on the bottom every time I bring it out before I grip his ass and hole again making his breath hitch in his throat. When this happens I slowly bring my thumb out but right before I slip all the way out I stop giving it one more squeeze before I gently smooth the tip of my thumb over it. I hear him sigh and watch his body follow my thumb as it leaves him right before I gently push two of my fingers into him. I can feel him gripping my fingers and I know he’s ready for me, but just to make sure I start my fingers moving in a slow pattern in and out of him. Gently pushing on his prostate right before I decide it’s time, I take my fingers out and grab for the condom. As I rip it open and start to put it on I feel him. Grabbing my free hand and twining our fingers together and gives me a little tug. So as I line myself up with his hole and I gently lye my body on top of his, his legs winding around my waist and his hard cock pushed up against our stomachs.

As I slowly push my way in as I look directly into his eyes and keep us that way hoping to however I can that he sees everything there is in me; for him. When I am all the way inside though I find myself fighting off the urge to cum so badly that I have to lean my forehead against his, but I manage to keep our eyes locked by sheer force of will. God he feels so fucking good. It never ceases to amaze me just how good he feels. He has always had this ability to bring me to the edge so easily it’s actually quite amazing. No one has ever had this power over me ever and he has managed to keep it from that first night. 

I feel his hand easing it’s way up my arm and across to the back of my neck and through the hairs there sending enough waves over me to make me actually shake. Like I said amazing. His eyes haven’t left mine and I can see the love he has for me there. As clouded with the pain it is, I know there is still hope because his love for me is still there. Finally he brings my head down and as his mouth is already open I sweep my tongue inside meeting his with a caress as both of our eyes close and I start to move with him right along with me. I bring my arm around his shoulder holding him tightly to me as we rock back and forth, helping him to come down on me just that much more the way he likes it and I get a long drawn out groan for my efforts and it sends a very dangerous tingle up and down my spine. I love that sound. I love the way it feels in my mouth. I feel him tighten up his walls around my dick and I literally gasp around our kiss from the pressure it is creating inside me from all directions and I know we aren’t going to last much longer. I twist my hips just a bit looking for that sweet spot and when I hit it his head lolls to the side breaking our kiss as he now gasps for a breath. 

“Bri,” he breathes out and I know just how he feels.

“Together,” I say just as breathless and he nods his head as he looks into eyes with such love that it sends me right over the edge and I know he’s going right along with me. “Jus,”

“Oh god….Please,” I know what he wants and his eyes, arms, legs, and walls clamp down on me as I make myself move faster and harder even though I am literally just falling apart at the seems from the most intense orgasm I have ever had. I want him to have everything, to feel everything. When I start to feel his walls loosen around me I slow my hips down with each stroke until I am completely stopped. I immediately let myself pull out of him though so I won’t have to move away from him to pull off the condom. Instead I just gather him in my arms as he buries his face in my neck and turns us over so I’m not squishing him. When I am done with that I reach around us and grab a pillow and shove it under my head then reach behind me to grab the duvet and pull it up and over us. 

“How’s your head?” I hear him softly ask as he gently runs his hand over the hairs at the nape of my neck. I give him a kiss against his scar and lean back  just a bit so I can see his face, before I run my fingers over the spot that I am thinking he’s talking about. 

“It’s just a scratch,” I watch his brow furrow.

“Are you sure?” he asks and I take his hand from my neck but as I bring it up to the spot  tries to pull it away, as his eyes get big.

“It’s okay,” I say softly and wait for him to relax a bit before I move his fingers over the scratch.  “It doesn’t even hurt.” 

“Good,” he says quietly as he brings his hand back down and in-between us. He snuggles a bit closer and brings his forehead against my chin. I tighten my hold on him and kiss the top of his head. But I know I am going to have to ask the question I’m sure he’s dreading me asking. But I have to know what he remembers. I have to know if he remembers it all. 

“Jus?” 

“Hmm?”

“Did you remember more of the prom?” I feel him stiffen against me and I know he has and I wish I was strong enough  to just leave it at that but I’m not. I have to know.