AN: Don’t hate me!!! It’s all the muse!! Thanks to my betas H and A.
“Sorry,” Justin said and kissed Brian on the offended cheek. “Sorry,” he repeated and kissed the same spot again. “Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry,” he kept on saying and after each sorry there was a kiss. “So sorry,” he said and licked the hurt spot. Brian had his eyes closed with Justin sitting on top of him with his legs at each side. He smiled when he felt the wet tongue soothing him. He gripped Justin’s butt as the blond’s licks went down his neck. “You have to pay now little boy.” “Do I really?” Justin asked smirking. “Oh yeah,” Brian said in a husky voice. Suddenly he pulled back as he held the blond at arms length. “I still can’t fucking believe you slapped me.” “You said okay,” Justin pointed out. “I wasn’t agreeing to that part of the plan,” Brian pointed out. “You didn’t say that,” Justin answered. “I can’t read your mind.” Brian shook his head. “I’m really sorry, Bri. I would never hit you for real,” Justin assured him. “I’m sorry.” “Whatever,” Brian said as he his hands rested on the blond’s backside. “I didn’t hit you that hard anyways,” Justin pointed out. “It was more to shock and awe the public standing by.” “No shit,” Brian said shaking his head. “You can spank me if you want to make me pay,” Justin said sexily and arched a brow. He laughed as he rubbed his erection against Brian’s. “I just might,” Brian informed him with a smirk in place. His hands went inside Justin’s jeans and he squeezed the blond’s firm globes. Justin moaned and closed his eyes as his head dropped on Brian’s left shoulder. He bit his lower lip as Brian’s fingers ran along his crack. He was happy that he had been wearing a pair of old jeans that were a size bigger and Brian had room to do whatever he wanted. “Take it off,” Brian growled. He wanted to be inside the blond so bad. Justin got up and started stripping. He was about to straddle Brian again but the phone started ringing. He frowned and looked at Brian. “It could be from work.” Brian shook his head. “Forget it. Come here,” he said as he unbuttoned his shirt. “I will be real quick. Donald might need me and he goes crazy if he can’t find me. He will come here,” Justin told Brian. Brian frowned. “Be quick.” “I will,” Justin promised and went to answer it. It was Cameron and before he could hang up the man said what he needed to said before he hung up himself. The blond stood there holding on to the phone and frightened like never before. Brian came searching for Justin when the blond seemed to be taking forever. When he looked at the blond he rushed to him. “Justin,” he said as he made the blond look at him. “What the fuck happened?” Justin only stared at Brian. “Is your friend alright? Your family?” Brian asked desperate to know something. “What?!” “It was...Cam,” Justin said and his voice sounded like the air had been punched out of him. Brian frowned and took the phone away from Justin’s death grip. He placed it back on the cradle and examined Justin. He could see that whatever the man had said was affecting the blond immensely. “What did he want?” Brian asked angrily. Justin shook his head and slowly got into the floor. He wrapped his arms around himself without the strength to move away. “Tell me,” Brian demanded as he squatted in from of Justin. “Justin, come on. Tell me, please.” “He said,” Justin started but stopped. “Nothing.” “Don’t lie to me. I know he said something and it’s got you like this,” Brian said as he ended up sitting on the floor as well. “You look so pale.” Justin then straddled Brian’s lap and hugged him tightly. Brian was surprised as he held the blond. The fair skin man was shaking. He caressed the back of Justin’s head to try and soothe him. He didn’t know what he was feeling but he felt like he was going to break into a million peaces. Justin was breaking apart and he didn’t know what to do. “Come on, baby,” Brian whispered. He knew he had never called Justin that but for some reason it felt right. The blond was his baby and he wanted to protect him. “Brian,” Justin said as tears started to fall. He moved back and stared at the brunet. He was looking at the man like he had never seen him before. “Tell me,” Brian said softly. “He said he was going to kill me,” Justin admitted finally. “That if I didn’t go back with him he would slash my neck.” “That fucking bastard,” Brian growled. “And that...that he would kill you and make me watch,” Justin told him. “That’s not going to happen,” Brian assured him. He didn’t care if he had to go everywhere with Justin next to him and army to watch over the blond. “He means it,” Justin said. “I know he does.” “Shhh,” Brian told him. “I’ll take care of you, Justin. Please, calm down. Trust me.” Justin wanted to believe the brunet but he was scared. He didn’t care if Cameron did something to him; he was terrified that the man could do something to Brian. *** Justin smiled from where he was sitting on the sofa watching T.V. when Brian arrived. Brian closed the door to the loft and smiled a bit when Justin was there to receive him. The older man kissed the blond hard and started backing Justin into the kitchen counter. “Miss me?” Brian asked as he put the bag of food on the counter. “Yes,” Justin told him. “I’m starving.” Brian laughed and kissed the blond again but this time the kiss ended up quicker. He let Justin get to the food. He stood behind the blond nibbling on his neck. “I’m hungry too,” he said and chuckled. Justin laughed. He had been scared that Brian had taken so much time to get back. He must have called him twenty times in less than an hour. When he had said he was going with the brunet Brian refused saying that Justin was staying inside. He would have fight Brian but he saw the man’s eyes, aside from dead set determination there was fear, fear for him. “This is really good,” Justin said after he swallowed. “Taste it.” Brian did by kissing Justin. He pulled back and licked his lips. “Delicious.” Justin smiled widely at Brian. They were acting like total fools. He wondered what that meant. He sighed and decided not to think about it. It was only going to hurt him later. “When are we getting back together?” Brian asked. “What? Oh,” Justin said and shrugged. “You tell me.” “We should come up with a plan,” Brian said. “How about you coming into the dinner and saying you can’t live without my cock?” “I think not,” Justin said and then laughed. “Maybe we could...” Brian started talking and stopped. “What?” Justin asked. He turned his head sideways to look at Brian. Brian turned the blond around slowly. “Maybe we could do it right now.” Justin frowned not sure what Brian meant. “I would start by saying sorry and you’d know I mean it,” Brian told the blond. “And that it didn’t mean anything,” he related and he pulled Justin closer to him. “That it would never in a million years compare to you,” he whispered on Justin’s ear. Justin took a deep breath and his arms slowly came around Brian. Now they were hugging each other with silence reigning over them. There was nothing else to say. Brian cleared his throat as he pulled back. “You’re food is getting cold.” “Right,” Justin muttered as he turned around. He took his plate and walked with it to the table. He had served some food for Brian and he knew that the brunet would follow. He wondered what it all meant. Brian saying sorry to him and he knew Brian was serious. He didn’t want to get his hopes up so he pushed it to the back of his head, trying to read Brian was going to be harder than he thought possible. They ate in silence, a comfortable silence. When they were done they didn’t move away. They started talking about Cameron but that only upset Justin and made Brian angry. They decided not to talk about it. Justin got up and got them a couple of beers. “Want to go out for a while?” Brian asked. “We could go see Michael and Ben or...” “No,” Justin answered before the brunet could continue. He didn’t feel like going out just to another apartment. He was tired of being locked up and yet part of him was scared to go out. “What do you want to do then?” Brian asked. “Do you have to ask?” The blond questioned the older man. He got up and sat on the table in front of Brian. “Fuck me.” Brian smiled as he leaned back. “I’m not in the mood,” he said but they both knew he was playing. Justin shrugged and slowly started to take off his clothes. When he was done he knew that Brian was more than ready to pounce on him. He just sat there calmly trying not to lose the game they were playing. “Fuck it,” Brian said as he got up. He pulled the blond up and then he threw Justin over his shoulder and took him to the bedroom. As soon as they reached it the brunet threw the younger man on the bed. Justin laughed and got on his knees. He moved closer to Brian and slowly started to take Brian’s clothes off. He took his time enjoying each part of Brian’s body. He caressed the man’s skin and then started planting kisses wherever he felt like it. Brian watched the blond as Justin did wonders to him. The blond made him sit down on the bed and he complied. Justin got of the bed and into the floor in front of Brian. He kissed Brian’s mouth slowly enjoying every bit of it. He pushed his tongue inside of Brian and tasted his lover. He pulled back and gave Brian a devilish smile. The brunet could only sit there as Justin slowly started to kiss him on his neck, his chest, his stomach and then he reached his hard on. His eyes automatically closed as Justin’s mouth encased him. He groaned his approval to the things Justin was doing to him. His hips started to move on their own and he grabbed Justin’s head. The younger man gripped Brian’s thighs as he deep throated him. He loved to suck Brian’s cock so much. If he could take it as a profession he would. One of his hands moved to Brian’s sac and he started massaging it. He knew that the man was so close and he didn’t want anything more but to taste the man. “Mmmr ah,” Brian groaned as he spilled his cum down Justin’s throat. He opened his eyes to see Justin licking him clean. He pulled the blond to him and kissed him hard. He grabbed Justin’s cock but the blond stopped him. “I want you inside of me,” Justin told him. Brian turned them around and pushed Justin further in the bed. He grabbed the lube and squirted some on his fingers. He inserted a finger inside the blond and Justin moaned. He took his time knowing that he was making Justin lose his mind. “Fuck me already,” Justin said after a while. He didn’t know how long it had been but it felt like days since he’d been laying there waiting for Brian. Brian laughed a bit before he reached for a condom. He opened it with his mouth and then rolled the rubber down his cock. He turned the blond around and made him get on his knees. Then he didn’t lose anytime in getting inside the warm cavern. His hands ran up and down the sweaty body under him. They started moving as one both of them knowing what the other liked. Brian would slow down after a while knowing that Justin liked it slow. He would kiss Justin’s neck and play with his cock to get him almost over the edge but not quite. Justin would squeeze his walls around Brian’s dick trying to give him more pleasure and moan loudly as pleasure coursed through him. The taller man gripped Justin’s hips as he kneeled behind the blond and started fucking his lover hard and fast. He couldn’t control himself when it came to the blond; he just lost all sane thought. Justin gripped the sheets with both hands as the brunet hammered inside of him. One of his hands reached for his cock that was hard as rock and leaking pre cum. He started touching himself and the older man stopped him. “I want to cum,” Justin moaned as he pushed back against Brian again and again, faster and faster. Brian pulled Justin towards him so they were both kneeling as they moved. The young man fit perfectly in Brian’s arm. The fair skin man threw his head back and the brunet started kissing Justin’s neck. Then Brian pulled his lover’s head close and kissed him roughly. His hand reached for Justin’s penis and he started jerking him. It didn’t take long for Justin to spill his juices which triggered Brian’s orgasm. The two of them fell forward gasping for air. None of them seem to be in a rush to move away. Justin kept his eyes closed the whole time and after a while they started to move again. Brian started by playing with Justin’s hair while the blond purred from time to time. “You’re hair is getting long,” Brian pointed out as he played with the blond’s damp locks. Justin nodded slowly. He felt like he was in heaven at the moment. “I have to cut it soon.” “I like it,” Brian told him. He slowly pulled out of his lover even thought he didn’t want to. He kneeled on the bed and took off the condom. He tied it up and threw it to the side of the bed before his body blanketed the lithe man again. Justin purred with contentment. His head was resting on the bed and his line of sight was to the right. He smiled when Brian interlaced his fingers with his. It was like he was dreaming, everything was so perfect. He didn’t wanted things to change, but he knew that he couldn’t daydream of what it could be. He just made it a point to enjoy each little moment to the max. Brian sighed with happiness. He wondered if he ever felt like he did at that moment. He looked at his hand with Justin’s and it felt foreign to him and yet it wasn’t freaking him out. He wondered if they would have more moments like that, away from everyone. He liked being with the blond, not that he was telling anyone, it was just not him. And yet he knew he could have more of those weird moments just as long as it was with the blond. *** Justin went inside his apartment and locked the door. He went to the bedroom to get some clothes and then moved to his studio to go get a few things he needed before he headed back to the loft. He grabbed his cell phone when it started ringing. “How’s my baby boy doing?” Brian asked and laughed. He would call Justin that each time they played sex games or wanted the blond to get horny. Justin smiled from ear to ear. He closed his eyes remembering the night they had before but snapped out of it quickly. “Huh, I went out for a while. I’m at my apartment. I needed to pick a few stuff,” he replied. Part of him was happy that Brian worried so much about him but he was starting to feel trapped like he couldn’t do things on his own. If he had stayed at the loft one more minute he would have jumped. Brian frowned not liking it one bit. “You should have told me and I would have gone with you.” “You’re working, Brian,” Justin informed him like the brunet didn’t know it. “It’s okay. I’m being careful, promise.” Brian sighed. “Fine, I’ll see you at home.” “You bet,” Justin assured him. “Later,” Brian told him. “Later,” Justin echoed. He hung up and went to the kitchen to check the fridge. He hadn’t been there in almost two weeks. He knew that some of the food in there was bound to have gone bad by now. “Hello Justin,” Cameron said as he entered the kitchen silently. He had been hiding from the blond since Justin arrived at the apartment. He had wanted to surprise the fair skin man. Justin turned around and backed away. His heart was pounding in his ribcage like never before. He was terrified of what was going to happen. The first thing that ran through his mind was that Cameron was going to kill him and he would never see Brian again. “What are you doing here? How did you get in?” “I kept a spare,” Cameron informed him. “I knew that there would come a day when I would need it.” Justin’s breathing started to speed up. He looked at the only way he could run out of there and Cameron was blocking it. He wished he was taller and stronger then he wouldn’t have any problem getting by the man. “I’m very disappointed,” Cameron said taking a step forward. “You don’t listen,” he gritted through his teeth. He had been in the apartment for three days waiting for the blond to get back. He had almost given up but he was glad that he didn’t. Justin swallowed hard and reached for his phone. “Get out of my house!” Cameron rushed towards him and took the phone. He threw it away with force making sure it would break. The item crashed on the floor and just like it was intended it broke apart. Then he grabbed Justin by the neck. He pushed him back and laughed when he saw Justin’s terrified face. “So pathetic.” “Let me go,” Justin grunted. “You’ve been a bad boy, Jus,” Cameron said and then pushed Justin with all his might. Justin hit his back and fell to the floor. He groaned and could hear the man laughing. He got up slowly and the first thing he could hold on to he threw it at Cameron. Then he kept doing the same but each time Cam evaded each one of them. Justin grabbed the toaster and threw it with all his might at the man. Cameron ducked and the thing ended smashing through the window. “Too bad,” Cameron said. He laughed and shook his head. “I don’t like this. You’re making me very angry.” Justin then tried to run away but Cameron grabbed him by the arm. Then he punched him hard on the face. Justin fell down holding a bloody noise. Then Cameron kicked him while he was on the floor, making the blond fall sideways and hit his head hard. “See what happens when you don’t listen,” Cameron shouted. “I tried to be good with you. It was supposed to be better this time. But no, you wanted to be with that asshole who doesn’t love you!” Justin groaned as he got on his hands and knees trying to stand up. Cameron grabbed Justin by the hair and pulled him up. Then he slapped Justin a few times as hard as he could before pushing Justin down again with force. “You would listen to me from now on,” Cameron told him then he kicked the younger man hard on the stomach. “Right, Justin?” “No!” Justin yelled with all his might as he groaned with pain. He didn’t care if the man killed him. He wasn’t going to succumb to Cameron any longer. He knew that he could do better than the man. He was better than that and he could see it now. “Wrong answer,” Cameron said as he bent over Justin. Then he punched the blond once again, this time on Justin’s left side of the face. He smiled seeing that Justin was in pain. He was certain that would teach the blond and make him change his mind. He grabbed Justin and started pulling him up. “Don’t touch me,” Justin yelled. Cameron turned the blond around. He grabbed Justin by the back of the head and banged his head with the kitchen counter. He did it a couple of times trying to make the blond weaken and so he would be easy to handle. “No,” Justin said weakly. For a few moments after he had been hit he didn’t know where he was. Then the other man was pushing him over the counter and pushing his pants down. It was like he had never left Cameron. He was back where he had found himself many times before. He closed his eyes wanting it all to stop. “You need to learn your place Justin,” Cameron hissed as he pulled Justin’s arms back to hold him in place. Justin tried to struggle against the man but couldn’t pull away. Cameron pushed inside of him raw and without preparation. Justin yelled in pain and frustration, tears fell freely as he tried to fight his attacker. But his hands were pulled back and he had no leverage to push away or fight the man. For a moment he didn’t move just wanting time to move on as fast as possible and Cameron be done with him; like he used to do before. “You’ll obey me,” Cameron spat out. “You’re mine! You’ve just forgotten.” Justin shook as his crying got more elaborated. “This is that pricks fault,” Cameron said as he hammered inside the blond. “And I’m going to take care of him when he comes here.” “No!” Justin yelled as he tried to push Cameron away. He didn’t know how but suddenly he had the strength he needed and managed to pull one arm free. He tried grabbing something near him but there wasn’t anything. He tried to hit Cameron with his elbow but couldn’t. Then it happened, his elbow hit rock solid against Cameron’s face. “Fuck!” Cameron shouted and his left hand went to the left side of his head where Justin hit him. “You little fucker.” Justin took the opportunity to push himself off the counter with all his might. They both fell backwards making Cameron hit his head when he hit the floor. Even thought the blond was hurt he moved away quickly. He cried as he pulled his pants up and then he got up. Without thinking it he grabbed one of his kitchen knives to defend himself. “Come here, Justin,” Cameron said getting up slowly. One of his hands was on the back of his head where he had gotten hit. “I’m not done with you!” he yelled angrily; now more pissed than before. “Get out...of my...apartment,” Justin hissed. His hand was trembling and his eyes were full of unshed tears. But slowly he was controlling all that. He was taking a stand and god help him he was going to win that battle. Cameron laughed. “Come on. We know you don’t have it in you.” “I’m serious!” he shouted and gripped the knife tighter. “You wouldn’t dare, Justin,” Cameron said smiling. “Now come here and don’t be stupid. You’re pissing me off.” Justin shook his head and stood his ground. He didn’t know what to do, he just couldn’t think straight. All he could do at the moment was stay put. His head hurt so much among other things but he wasn’t giving up. “Come here,” Cameron said moving forward to grab the blond. Everything happened so fast like it was just a thought more than an act. They started fighting over the knife and fell to the floor. The blond managed to stab Cameron once on the gut. The cut was deep and after it was done Justin twisted the knife and pulled it out. The blood rushed out as Cameron’s body fell down. “Help me,” Cameron grunted as his hands tried to cover the wound and stop the blood from spilling out. Justin let the knife drop to the floor and he slowly backed away. In his line of vision was Cameron’s bloody body. The man was trembling and gasping for air while he grunted in pain. But Justin wasn’t seeing that, the blond was enclosing himself in his own world. He wrapped his arms around himself as he bent his knees and then he started rocking. All he wanted to do was forget that he ever knew Cameron. He wanted to believe that he was okay even if he was, at the moment, crumbling to pieces.