I have to thank my new Beta for this story LeCoeurCorrumpu. She did an absolutely wonderful job with this and also putting up with the e-mailing problems. She even got it back to me on the same day, so thank you it means a lot to me. I hope you guys enjoy this one, I think that it is going to be a fun ride.
Justin’s POV: When I pull up to the building it doesn’t look any different than it did the last time I came here. But that’s when it was still open. I was trying to rack my brain last night on his reasoning for wanting me to meet him here today but I literally can’t come up with anything, other than the fact that he bought the place and plans to reopen it. Then again, I really don’t think that; that is his style of doing things, so I scratch that one off as well. I park my car next to his and make my way to the high standing metal doors. When I open them it is a bit dark with just slight lighting through the walkway. It’s ok, though. I have been here quite a few times so I just make my way by memory. But when I get to the second walkway to take me deeper into the baths, I come to yet another set of doors with the name Kinnetic etched into the glass across the middle. Now I’m really confused, but I pull open the door and step into what seems to be… an office building? I don’t get it. “Brian?!” I yell, walking straight to the back. “Bri?!” This is an office. What the hell is going on? “Brian, get your ass out here!” I yell, already losing my patience. “What do you think?” I hear him say from behind me and it makes me jump in his direction. “I think I’d like to know what’s going on.” He’s got this huge smile on his face but I’m not sure what has put it there. “This is Kinnetic.” “Yes, I could see that just by looking at the doors. But what I want to know is what is Kinnetic? And what am I doing here?” He steps up to me and leans down to place a soft kiss against my lips before he pulls away and throws his arm around my shoulders to lead me further down the walkway. “I opened my own ad agency,” he says with such pride in his voice. I feel a smile spread over my face as I launch myself into his arms. “I am so proud of you, Bri!” I say into his ear, and I feel him squeeze me against him before I pull back. Before I know what’s going on he has his mouth against mine and his tongue seeking entrance, which of course I give him without thinking of the consequences. It’s just that he feels so good against me. And dear god the way this man tastes; it’s like he was made just for me, just to please me in every way. He pulls back first and leans our foreheads together. “I knew you’d be proud,” he says with a smile. “Of course I’d be. This is a big deal. Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” “I wanted to get everything settled, and I wanted to wait till you finished school.” I look at him a little perplexed at the latter part of that statement. “Why?” I finally voice my confusion. “Well that is actually what I really wanted to talk to you about,” he starts to lead me into a room which I am assuming is his office. Closing the door he says, “Here, let’s sit.” “Okay I am seriously confused here, Bri,” I say, turning to him. “I know, but I…I want to propose something to you.” I swear I couldn’t hide the surprise I felt at hearing those words coming out of his mouth. “Business, Justin! Business,” he says nervously and I can’t help but chuckle. He looks so cute when he gets himself into these predicaments. “Okay, go on,” I tell him. I’m becoming extremely curious about this situation. “So I have been thinking about opening my own agency for a while now, but I never felt that the time was right, that I had everything I needed to make it a success.” He gets up and stands in front of me. “That is until a certain someone came along and started to help me with my accounts.” “Oh?” Oh boy. “Now I know that this is sudden, and that you probably have a ton of offers, but I am hoping that you’ll come on board here... as my partner?” Holy Shit! KCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKC Brian’s POV: Okay, I said it, and now he looks as if he’s in complete shock. “Justin? Are you ok?” He finally blinks and closes his mouth a couple of times, then looks away from me. Is this a good sign? “I’m… ah.” He gets up and starts to pace the length of my office. “I wasn’t expecting this,” he says, looking at me as he rubs his forehead. “I know, but god Justin, we work so perfectly together.” I walk towards him and put my hands on his shoulders. He stares into my eyes, unsure. “I can’t imagine anyone else doing this with me, Justin.” As I say it, I know without a doubt it’s true. I don’t even want to do this with anyone else. “I don’t know Brian. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I think this,” he motions between us, “us working together would be amazing, and I think we would make the perfect team. But what…” he trails off and looks away from me. “What, Jus? Tell me.” “What about everything else between us? How are we suppose to deal with that?” And he says it so sadly that I wish I could make it all better for us. “Well it’s not that I haven’t thought about that situation, it’s just that I think that we are both very strong individuals that are capable of controlling ourselves.” “I don’t know, Bri. So far every time we have tried to be around each other, we haven’t been able to keep our hands off of one another. Not to mention our lips.” “I know, but I think in a work environment that would be completely different,” I reason. He has to say yes. “I know that when we were working together on the Media Furniture account we were completely professional during working hours. So I don’t see why we can’t continue to go along on those terms.” He pulls away from me and walks over towards the conference table. “Even if that was the case I still couldn’t pay you what it would take for me to be a partner,” he says, turning to look at me. I can see in his eyes that he is beginning to come around to the idea. “That’s no problem,” I start to say, but he cuts me off. “It is a problem Brian. I won’t let you just give this to me; that’s just ridiculous,” he says, exasperated. “I never said that I would just give it to you.” “Oh... well then what did you have in mind?” “Well I figured if you had anything you could put in right now that would be good. But if that’s not possible we could always work out a sort of payment plan.” “I do have some money saved up,” he says, but I think he is talking more to himself than to me. “If you accept the offer I want you to be made full partner now.” “I think we should at least wait until I’ve paid my share first.” “I know you do but to tell you the truth, I started this for us. For us to work together as equals, and that is what I want right from the start.” I can see the emotions running through his eyes. I know mine have to be showing the same things to him. “Hmmm,” is all I get in response, but I know that it is beginning to sound good to him. “We will be building it from the ground up. Together, Jus.” Please say yes, please. “It does sound exciting,” he says with a smile that I automatically return it. “So what do you say?” “I say yes.” He has a huge smile on his face, and I can’t help the fact that I am now taking him in my arms and hugging him as I swing him around. “We still have a lot to work out, though,” he says against my neck, his face buried in the crook. “I know,” I reply into his neck in return. God, he smells so good. He feels so perfect against me. “But first do you wanna see your office?” He pulls away and looks at me with a sunshine smile. I love the fact that I put that there. “You built me an office?” “Of course I built you an office.” I take his hand and lead him over behind my desk to the door that goes into the bathroom and then straight through to his office. Before I open the door I turn to him. “Ok close your eyes.” “You’ve got to be kidding me,” he says, shaking his head. “Fine then.” I get behind him and put one hand over his eyes. “I’ll just do it for you.” I open the door and lead him in. Lowering my hand, I say softly, “Open them.” There’s silence for a moment before… “Oh god, Bri.” It’s an exact replica of my office only it has no furniture, or paint on the walls. “It’s as big as yours.” “Like I said, equal partners.” He turns to me and smiles a shy smile this time, and I have to say I love putting those on his face just as much as the sunshine ones. “It does need a little work, but I thought you would want to pick the colors and furniture.” “Of course.” “So have I done good?” “You’ve done perfect.” ::KC:: The next couple of days were filled with signing documents, ordering furniture, figuring out a game plan for the next year, as well as meeting and introducing new employees. It all just seemed to be a whirlwind. But it was all too soon that I was getting calls from my previous clients wanting to come to the agency with me; and when they found out Justin was with me, god, it was like everything went into full force. So that’s what Justin and I are discussing right now. “Ok, so you are going to take the Media Furniture account, which means you will have to fly out tomorrow morning to make the meeting in the afternoon,” I say as I look over the file sitting in front of me. “Yeah, Emma already got everything set up for me.” His new secretary was apparently rivaling Cynthia. “But I wanted to talk to you about a couple of changes I was thinking about.” I look up and he lifts up a board with some of the furniture on them set up differently with just a tad bit of a change in the slogan. It’s made it sexier and more foreboding than before. “I like it,” I say simply and we move on from there. “Are you going to be taking on the Hampton’s account?” He asks as he looks through a folder of his own. “Um, yeah I have had a couple of ideas for that one.” I get into my computer file that has all the info that I have gotten down for the Hampton’s account, which is one of the major speed boat manufacturers in on the East Coast. “Here, take a look, ‘cause I wanted you to give me a hand on the art work if that’s alright?” He comes around my desk and leans over my chair to look over my notes, and even though I have been acting completely professional it hasn’t stopped the fact that I want him more than anything I have ever known, and having him this close just makes it that much harder to keep myself in check instead of grabbing him by the waist and throwing him over my desk and fuck him like there’s no tomorrow. KCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKC Justin’s POV: God, I love the way he smells. I just wanna lick him all over. I know I fucking sound like a love sick teenager and, yes, I know I’m pathetic. But, god, with him I never could help the feelings I have. I may be able to hide them and not act on them but that doesn‘t erase them completely. They are always there and now with us working together, and so closely might I add, it has become an increasingly more difficult task to deny them. I shake the feelings off again and focus myself on the task at hand: his ideas. “These are really good, Bri,” I say as I stand back up. “I think I know what you’re getting at, so I’ll get some rough drafts up to you by this afternoon.” I go back over towards the chair that holds my things. “Is there anything else we need to get to right now? I have to get another account finished up before I leave tonight.” “No, I think we’re good.” He looks up to me with a slight smile and I can’t help but think that I just love that smile on him. He’s been doing a lot of that lately. It’s been really nice. “Alright,” I gather up my stuff and head towards our connecting doors. It’s been nice knowing he’s right behind my door if I ever want to see him, but at the same time it’s been extremely taxing to keep myself in check and not come in here every five minutes. When I get back into my office I take another look around. It still amazes me that this is all mine, that I own half of this place. That Brian and I are partners, even if it is just in business. We are still building something special together. I guess the only downfall is that we are now going to be connected for the rest of our lives. Don’t get me wrong, I love being with him everyday, knowing what he’s up to and how he’s doing. But at the same time it’s so painful, knowing that we aren’t going to be together in every way. That at the end of the day I’m not going to be going home with him. But I guess I should’ve thought of that before I said yes. In the end though, or at least for now, the truth is that I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. I sit down at my drafting table and get to work on the ideas for Brian’s new account while they are fresh in my head. When I finally look up at the clock it’s already after two. ‘Knock....knock,’ I hear from our connecting door. “Come in,” I yell as I look over the finished boards. They turned out well. “Hey, I was wondering if you’d like to take a break and get some lunch?” He asks, sticking his head through the cracked door. “Sure. But first come take a look at these and tell me what you think,” I say, waving him in. He leans over my shoulder and I can feel his body heat; he’s so close. “These are perfect,” he says picking them up off the table. “Exactly what I was thinking.” I glance at him and watch his facial expressions. I love the way he looks when he is concentrating on something. “Good, I’m glad you like them.” I stand up and move towards my desk to get my jacket on. When I turn to him again he has the boards back on the table. “So, I thought we could head over to the diner if that’s alright with you?” “Sure, anything sounds good right about now,” I say with a laugh, ‘cause it’s true. I am so hungry I would eat just about anything. Well, anything except the shit they eat on Fear Factor. I would rather starve to death first, and that’s saying something coming from me. “Right. Let’s go.” As we head out, we decide to take the Jeep. I swear the first thing that I am getting when I get a nice big bonus check after the payoff towards my partnership is a new car. The one I have is just giving me problem after problem and I think I may shoot it before I have a chance to get a new one. We don’t really talk too much on the way. He’s too busy cussing out every single person on the road for being an utterly stupid driver and I have to say I’d be doing the same thing right about now. Honest to god, I think we got stuck behind every idiot in the city with a driver’s license. When we finally get to the diner a half an hour later, which should’ve only taken us about ten minutes at the most, he starts to calm down a little bit more. “So maybe going out for lunch wasn’t such a good idea?” I say with a chuckle to lighten the mood. “Or maybe they just shouldn’t give idiots licenses, and then we wouldn’t have this problem.” He’s all snarky now, but I still find it to be cute. I rub the small of his back soothingly, feeling him shiver from the contact. “It’s alright, we’re here now. Let’s just have a nice lunch and forget about all the idiots on the road.” “Yeah, whatever.” Still snarky, and even a little bit pouty, so I try my best to hold back the smirk that is threatening to come out. When we get into the diner we notice that now may not have been the best time to stop for lunch because it seems that every fag in Pittsburgh has the same idea as us for a luncheon spot. “Shit, it’s two thirty in the fucking afternoon. I would’ve thought everybody would’ve been gone by now.” “Brian! Over here!” We hear Michael yell. I feel Brian put his hand on the small of my back and it’s my turn to shiver from the contact. God, this sucks. He leads me through all the people and sits down next to Michael who has Hunter on the other side of him. So I find myself sitting on the outside of Emmett and Ted. “Hey, baby,” Emmett says, giving me a sideways hug. Again with the touching, dammit! When will it stop? “We haven’t seen you around for a while.” “We’ve been really busy with work,” I say simply as I look over the menu. “Mmm, Brian working you too hard?” Ted asks. I look over to him as if he’s lost his mind. Do these people not know that I own half of the company, that Brian is not my boss but my partner? “He owns half of the company. He works however much he wants, and I don’t have a say in the matter,” Brian says in his own defense. And maybe a little in mine as well. “Hmmm.” I hear Hunter grunt. I pay him no attention. He most likely has a smart ass comment that I may end up smacking him for. “Sunshine!” I hear Debbie yell as she comes towards us from the back of the diner. “Get up here and give me a hug,” she says as she yanks me out of my seat. “Hey, Deb.” “How ya doing Sunshine? Is he working you too hard?” She lets me go and I sit back down. “Fortunately for me he doesn’t get a say in how much I work, so, no, he hasn’t been working me too hard,” I say a little defensively but I couldn’t help it. I see her thinking about the way she just said her comment and then get herself back to business. “What’ll it be boys?” We all rattle off our orders and she takes off to hand them in and deal with her other customers. “So Justin, how do you like working with Brian?” Michael asks me. “It’s been great actually, but then again we have always worked well together.” I watch him nod his head and I look towards Brian and he’s got this almost sad smile on his face. I wonder why he looks so sad as he looks back over to Michael. KCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKCKC Brian’s POV: For some reason hearing Justin say we have always worked well together instantly brought back the memories of the first time we worked together. It always seems to make me sad when I think of that time. Not that it was a sad time what so ever but because of how great it was having him with me in everyway. I miss him. I know I see him everyday and I have him right next to me more often than not since we started working together, but it’s not even close to being the same as having him in my arms. Feeling him wrapped around my body, my cock. Not to mention feeling him inside of me. God I never thought I would miss that, but Justin changed all that, and everything else as well. So why is it that I can’t just let go of my past and live my future with just him? “Brian?” Mikey’s voice brings me out of my thoughts. I know I was supposed to be listening to him, but once again I got lost in my thoughts of Justin. “are you and Justin up for Forever Young tonight?” he asks me. And I wondered when people thought that I could answer for Justin? I look over to Justin to gage his reaction but he is just getting settled with the food that Deb has set in front of him. “Well I’m not to sure about Jus, but I’ll be there.” “So what about you Justin?” Em asks. “Hmm?” he asks looking towards Em. “Are you up for Forever Young tonight sweety?” “Sure I could stop in for a drink or two.” he’s got a slight smile on his face. “Well finally all of us are going to get together for once.” Emmett says, and when I finally think about it, I notice that I haven’t trick in about, shit two and a half months. How did that happen? I mean shit I know I’ve been busy with work and everything but two and a half months? That’s just ridiculous. I need to get laid. “Are you ok Bri?” Justin asks me and I just look to him with a slight smile of my own. “Yeah, I’m fine.” I tell him, but in reality that couldn’t be farther from the truth. Because right now I am so confused about where I stand. I mean the tricking was the reason Justin couldn’t be with me. But now with this whole realization about not tricking and not missing it, could that be the answer to all of our problems? Could we make this work now? Do you see my predicament?