Justin slowly stirs in his sleep. Smiling, Brian continues to lightly kiss his lover's lips and cheeks until finally Justin's eyes open. "Good morning, Sunshine."

Smiling sleepily, Justin closes his eyes once again, asking, "What time is it?"

Straddling him, Brian replies, "It's almost ten. Come on, get dressed."

Still smiling, Justin shakes his head, "No thank you. This is much more comfortable."

Chuckling softly, Brian slowly rolls out of bed, commenting, "I'm going to take a shower."

Justin murmurs, "...Be right there..." and rolls over onto his stomach, letting his hand drop off the bed and his fingertips graze the wooden floor. He's about to go back to sleep when he feels something cold against his index finger.

"da Vinci..." Justin groans, too tired to pull his hand away from the kitten's face. "I'm tired..." The Chartreux kitten remains persistant, and finally Justin opens his eyes. Looking down at the floor, he smiles, pretending to be annoyed, "Alright, you win."

Sitting up, he watches da Vinci try to pull at the sheets. Brian had given the kitten to him as a Christmas present almost two months ago, and Justin absolutely adored him.

Of course Justin's Christmas present to Brian was moving back into the loft… and a traveler's espresso machine. Brian didn't like waiting, but he had to wait for both Justin's suitcases (and the espresso machine) until Christmas day.

Sliding down to the floor, Justin starts to amuse da Vinci by moving his fingers across the wooden floor while the kitten tries to catch them with his paws. Justin stops once he hears the shower door in the bathroom close.

Smiling, Justin winks at da Vinci, "I'll be back," and heads over to the bathroom to join his partner in the shower.

Opening the bathroom door, Justin quietly sneaks in, closing the door behind him so that da Vinci wouldn't enter. For a moment, Justin just stands there, watching Brian under the sprays of hot water.

Leaning against the door, Justin smiles to himself. I am so in love with this man. He didn't care what everyone else thought about Brian, Justin knew the truth. Brian loved him. Though Mikey, and even Ted, would constantly tell him that Brian would never change and that he was still picking up tricks, Justin never questioned Brian's fidelity: he didn't need to. Brian had definitely done a lot of growing since their first encounter over two years ago. And Justin knew that he himself had grown a lot as well. He was proud of himself, and of Brian. It didn't matter what anyone else said or thought. Justin knew the real truth.

Taking a step forward, he thinks he's being quiet as he opens the shower door, when Brian startles him by stating, "It's about time."

Recovering with a smile, Justin enters the shower, feeling the warm sprays of water gently hit his bare chest. "Morning."

Lightly kissing Justin's lips, Brian replies, "It's about time you got out of bed; did you even finish packing?"

Nodding, Justin gently traces the contours of Brian's lips with his tongue, asking, "What time did you ask Emmett to stop by?"

"11:30."

"Good," Justin states with a hungry smile. "So we have time."

With mock innocence, Brian asks, "Time for what?"

Justin chuckles softly, kissing Brian's lips once again. "You taste good."

Brian returns the kiss. You taste better

Justin exhales slowly as he falls forward against Brian’s chest. God, he’s a great kisser. “I can’t wait until we land in Palm Beach.”

Smiling, Brian comments, “We haven’t even left for the airport yet.”

Justin grins, “But we will once Emmett gets here.”

“Oh I don’t know,” Brian teases, “Maybe we should just cancel the--”

“Brian!”

Laughing, Brian cuts Justin off with a kiss, and then asks, “So what will we do there for those four days?”

“And three nights,” Justin reminds with a smile.

“And three nights.”

Still smiling, Justin slides his hands across Brian’s wet chest, “I’m sure I can think of something.”

“I’m sure you can.”

Taking Brian's cock in his hand, Justin runs his thumb along the shaft, "But I guess you'll have to wait...until we get to Palm Beach." Letting go, he turns back towards the door.

Brian quickly pulls Justin back against him, "Where do you think you're going?"

Smiling innocently, Justin replies, "To finish packing."

Licking the back of Justin's neck, Brian questions, "But I thought you finished?"

"I'm pretty much finished..." he answers with a slight smile.

"Yeah?" Brian asks, sliding one of his hands down towards Justin's stomach, "What did you forget?"

"A jacket... I wanted to bring a jacket...in case it got cold..." he loses his train of thought as Brian's hand slides over his cock.

"Really?" Brian casually asks.

"Uh-huh."

Licking the back of Justin's ear, Brian whispers, "Well that's important."

"Uh-huh." Justin closes his eyes, pressing his palms against the door of the shower. God...

Smiling, Brian continues to lick down Justin's earlobe to the nape of his neck while jerking Justin off with his hand. The quiet moan from his lover's mouth was encouragement enough for Brian to keep going. Using his free hand, Brian reaches for the lube.

"Brian..." Justin begins, losing his voice as soon as he feels Brian's fingers against his ass.

Still stroking Justin's cock, Brian encircles the head with his thumb. "Feel good?"

Justin can only nod as he bites his lower lip.

"Want more?" Brian asks with a knowing smile.

God, yes... "Mmm-huh"

Inserting his lubed fingers into Justin's hole, Brian watches his lover's pleased expression. Smiling, he whispers, "Like that?"

Justin nods, feeling his knees becoming weak as Brian continues to finger-fuck him while giving him a hand-job. "Bri..." Oh God... The pleasure radiates through Justin's abdomen up to his chest. "Brian..."

"Hmm?" Brian asks, lightly nibbling Justin's earlobe.

"Fuck..."

Still smiling, Brian slides a second finger inside his partner. Just watching Justin's reaction brought Brian to the brink. His own cock throbbed with intense desire.

"Brian... fuck...me...God...Bri...I can't...stand... fuck... Jesus...Bri...just...fuck me...now..." Justin knew he was rambling between each breath, but he couldn't stop himself. His entire body trembled with the overwhelming yearning he was feeling to have Brian's cock inside of him.

Sliding his fingers out, Brian quickly grabs a condom from behind the shampoo bottle and rolls the latex over his swelling cock.

“God, Brian….” Justin knew that Brian was getting a condom, but the seconds of waiting felt like pure torture.

Adding more lube, Brian readies Justin before sliding his stiff dick inside Justin’s delicious hole. “Oh fuck…” He feels so fuckin’ good… Riding him deeper, Brian pulls Justin backwards against his chest, holding him tight in his arms as his cock pulsates further inside his lover.

As their wet bodies press tightly against one another, the bathroom echoes with the sound of Brian slamming against Justin’s ass. Pushing back, Justin meets each slap with equal force, sending Brian over the edge as he takes hold of Justin’s cock and starts to jerk it hard in his hand while plowing deep inside Justin’s ass. Fuck… Brian knew he couldn’t hold off any longer. “Cum for me, Baby…” Stroking fiercely and fucking him even harder, Brian grazes his teeth against the back of Justin’s neck, sending chills pulsing down his lover’s spine.

“Oh, God…Brian…” Justin moans, feeling as if he’s flying. His lover drives harder into him, and Justin isn’t sure if he’s even standing on his own anymore or if it is Brian that is holding him. His body trembling, Justin cums as he feels Brian’s own nectar explode within the condom's walls inside him.

Catching his breath, Justin’s knees buckle and Brian holds him steady, kissing the nape of his neck and the side of his throat. “God, you taste so fuckin’ good,” Brian says with a sigh, catching his own breath.

Justin smiles, turning around to face his lover and kiss his sweet lips. Still smiling, he murmurs, “I love you, Brian.”

Brian smiles back, combing Justin’s blonde locks with his fingertips. “Me too.”