"What?" He's in shock.

I reach my hand out and grab his hand. "That's if your side hasn't surrended."

He leans down and the second our lips meet and I feel like I've finally come home.

"What about Milan? The art world? Your money?" He whispers, stroking my hair. 

"Nothing matters unless your there. The money, the art world, it doesn't mean anything without you." 

Brian grasps my arm and pulls me into him. "Are you sure? Is this what you want?"

I wrap my arms tight around him. "Yes."

With that I'm being pulled into the house and Brian's lips are on mine again.

"I want you." He breathes between kisses.

"Wait Brian...my luggage...on the porch..."

He shushs me with another kiss. 

My shirt is over my head and I pull at the buttons on his. I just need to feel his flesh against mine. 

"Pants.." I pant. He smiles and both are jeans are on the floor, followed by our shoes, socks and underwear.

We skip the foreplay and I pull him on top of me. "I want you in me. Now!" 

Brian strokes my cheek before lifting my legs over his shoulder. He enters me with just the cum from his cock acting as lube. He's slamming into me and my head slams into the sofa repeatedly. It's more then intense and we both are cumming within minutes.

I smile down at him, sweaty and panting on my chest. "That's the second time we've made love without a condom. Absolutely incredible." 

"Made love?" I can feel his grin on my chest. 

"Yes. Made love."

His breath tickles my chest as he chuckles. 

"We should really get cleaned up. The lesbian bunch will be here any minute." 

I nod. "Do we have to? Wouldn't you rather just lie here and make up?"

"Mmm..I would, but we've got plenty of time for that. Our whole lives."

"Why Brian? Are you becomming a romantic?" I tease.

He just blushes. "I've got to clean up my beer mess."

"What happened with that?" I want to know
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He shrugs. "I was trying to drink away Christmas." 

"Well lets be glad you didn't."


After a quick shower, I end up back in the living room just in time to see Brian cleaning up the rest of the glass. I inhale Brian's scent on his robe.

"Mmm, that robe reminds me of another time." Brian says seductively, holding a dust pan full of broken glass.

"Later stud." I smirk.

The door opening pulls our attention.

"Brian, there were some suitcases on the porch." Lindsey anounces dragging my two cases in the house. 

"Justin!" Gus yells and runs up to me.

"Hey Gus." I hug him, earning me a very red Kinney.

Mel steps inside. "So what's going on guys?"

Brian makes his way to my side. "Linds, Mel, Gus...Justin's back."

"For how long? Did the RAG give you a week off for Christmas?" Linds asks.

"For good." I state feeling Brian's arms go around me. "For good."