The lines that have single apostrophes 'like this' are things that aren't said, but thought.

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Epilogue:

Back to the Blood

_Brian's P.O.V_

The whole loft was bathed in the soft glow of candle lights. The rich reds and brilliant blacks were illuminated in the sensuous lighting that greeting me when I entered through the metal door. I smelled the sweet scent of vanilla, sandalwood, and amber as I pulled off my leather jacket and draped it over the chair at the island. I smiled to myself and remembered that tonight was special.

Tonight was our anniversary...our 20th in fact.

I heard the shower water shut off before I sauntered across our loft toward the bedroom. I climbed the stairs and was taken aback by what I saw standing in front of me. I raked my eyes over the smooth alabaster skin of my everything, glistening in the soft light. I watched as tiny beads of water rolled down his neck. Even after all this time, Justin still took my breath away. I looked into his eyes and saw a burning intensity that could rival the sun...or one of his smiles.

"I see that after all this time, I still render you speechless." His voice was dripping with lust as he made his way toward me. I smiled and nodded. He ran his hands down the front of my shirt until he reached the hem, lifting it slowly over my head. I drew my hand over his chest, resting it on the back of his still damp neck. He had let his hair grow out to cover the nape of his neck and it looked amazing.

"You know...I really love your hair like this." I said as I twisted my fingers in the silk strands and gently tugged his head back. I pulled him until he was flush with my chest, the sweet feeling of his skin on mine sent shivers down my spine. He reached for my neck and roughly pulled my head down for a nearly painful kiss. Our tongues battled with a fiery passion until he broke the kiss with a slight 'pop.'

"You just like it because it gives you something to pull on while you fuck me senseless..." I let go of his neck as he stepped back and tugged the towel away from his hips. The fabric hit the floor as my eyes were directed to his beautiful erection. I watched as he bit his bottom lip lightly and looked up at me lustfully through his thick blond lashes.

That was it.

I gave him a devilish smirk and quickly shed my pants and shoes. He only had enough time to catch a brief glimpse of my painful erection before I had him pinned to the bed, hard. I knew I was being a bit rough, but god...I think it turned him on more than me. If that's possible.

I held his hands above his head with one hand while I ran the other down his chest, finding my target with ease. I grasped the shaft firmly as I heard the faint gasp escape his cherry lips. I started stroking him hard and fast when I felt him grab my hair, almost in a tearing motion, and crash our lips together. I tasted blood but didn't know whether it was from my mouth or his. I pulled away from the kiss but continued stroking. He was moaning and writhing under me.

"I'm gonna...I'm so close..." When he uttered the almost panted words, I stopped my ministrations and leaned back on his legs. He groaned at the loss of sensation and glared at my evilly before the smirk crept across his face. His smirk turned into a full blown smile when he heard me extract my fangs and made a show of licking them slowly. I watched as his own fangs extracted and felt the electric current that ran straight to my cock when he did that. He was fucking beautiful.

I moved onto the bed beside him and watched as he climbed on top of my lap, directly onto my leaking cock in one fluid motion. My hands found his back as he wrapped his arms around my neck and moaned low in his throat. He leaned back and looked into my eyes, our faces barely a breath apart. Our eyes remained locked as he started to move his body up and down in a slow, sensual motion. I let out a moan as I felt myself traveling deeper inside him. I lifted up a bit as Justin wrapped his legs around my waist. I managed to find my footing on the floor while keeping him firmly planted on my cock.

I found the cushions on the floor in the living room, surrounded by the flickering lights of the candles. I gently laid us down on the plush cloud.

"This is bringing back a few memories..." I said in a whispered hush. "And you're still...as hot as...you were then." I said between deep thrusts. His eyes fluttered closed as I began to push deeper and harder with each slow thrust. I felt the familiar tingling sensation beginning at my toes that signaled the nearness of my orgasm. I opened my eyes, taking one look at the blissful face beneath me. The furrowing of his brow and the biting of his bottom lip told me that he was about to cum. I leaned down and kissed his neck before I began to thrust into him with everything I had. The change of pace sent him over the edge, as well as myself. Our orgasms matched each other in intensity as we both let out guttural moans.

_Justin's P.O.V_

It wouldn't matter if we were together for a hundred years, I knew that our passion for each other would never fade. My body was currently in a state of utter sated bliss as I curled up into the crook of Brian's arm. I laid my head on his smooth chest and traced lazy patterns on the broad expanse. I thought about the last twenty years that Brian and I had spent together. I remember coming back from Bon Temps with a new outlook on life...literally. I was looking at my old life through new eyes, as a creature of the night.

I remember going to the diner with Brian when I returned only to find a distraught Debbie.

---20 years earlier---

Brian and I walked through the doors of the Liberty Diner and took the booth in the back. I guess this place wasn't going to be a regular hang out center anymore...what with my being a newly born vampire and all. I should've known that Debbie would storm up to our table and demand to know where I'd been and why I'd missed work.

"Dammit Sunshine! Where have you been? You know that yesterday was a Friday and you of ALL people should know how crowded it gets. I was up to my fucking tits with orders. I only have two hands you know." She ranted in between the signature 'pops' of her gum. I just sat there and stared into Brian's eyes, the hypnotic hazel calming me. I was brought back from my daze with Debbie giving me a smack to the back of the head. "Well?!" Her voice shrieked.

"I'm really sorry Debbie, I had really important matters that had to be taken care of. If you want, I  can come back to work tonight." I tried to sooth the beast that was Debbie right now. She placed her hand on her hip and popped her gum.

"Don't worry about it. I've already got a new guy on it." She said as the bell at the window dinged and she spun around to dish out the order. I glanced behind the counter and saw a twenty-something blond twink filling coffee cups. Whatever. I didn't need this fucking job anymore. I wouldn't miss it. And I definitely wouldn't miss hearing what the fucking customers were thinking about me...or too me. I shivered as I remembered the fat creep and his thoughts.

I heard Brian chuckle and realized that he had been watching my entire thought process. I smiled shyly.

"Wanna get out of here?" He asked in a low drawl that was twinged with lust. I rewarded him with a mega watt smile as we slid out of the booth and headed for the door.

Just as we turned the corner and began walking back toward the loft, I heard a familiar voice behind me. Michael. Fuck.

"Hey...where the fuck have you been?" His nasally voice made my skin crawl. I turned around and faced him. "You know you got fired right?"

"I've been out of town Michael and yeah, I know...it's nice to see you too." I retorted, making Brian smirk. Michael turned his attention to Brian.

"Oh looky...the mysterious vampire. Why aren't you off skulking in the darkness. I'm pretty sure you could do a lot better than him." His hand flew up and made a shooing motion in front of my chest. Before I knew it, my fangs had extracted and I felt Brian's strong arm braced across my chest. 

"Jesus fucking Christ! You're one of them too?!" Michael squealed as he withdrew and backed up toward the diner. "Why don't you put him on a fucking leash?!"

This time Brian was the one who extracted his fangs. He was only a few centimeters away from Michael's face when I heard his words breath a deadly calm promise.

"Let me tell you something you little shit. Never...and I mean NEVER...talk about Justin like he's a fucking dog. Or there'll be hell to pay for you. Got it?" If it were possible for Michael to be any smaller, he would've scurried away like the mouse he was. Instead, he half-ran into the diner with his tail between his legs.

"It's always nice to talk to Mikey...little fucker." Brian said as he resumed his position and wrapped his arm around my waist, continuing to direct us toward the loft.

_Brian's P.O.V_

---present day---

I opened my eyes and glanced down at the angel in my arms. I ran my fingers through his golden mane and peered at the clock on the wall. 3:30am. I gently removed Justin from my arms and made my way to the industrial windows. I pressed the button to bring down the shades. After the shades were drawn, I quietly walked over to the painting the Vincent painted for me. I just stood there, looking at the colors and shades.

"It's beautiful." I jumped slightly and turned around to face Justin.

"Jesus...you scared me." I said with a smirk.

"I thought it was impossible to scare a vampire." He said as he lifted his eyebrow. I wrapped my hand around the back of his neck and pulled him to my chest.

"It's not impossible Sunshine. I can definitely think of a few times that I've been scared out of my fucking mind." The words only brought back the memories of Reichen and his failed attempts to kill Justin.

"I know..." He said as he brought me back to the present. I brought his lips to mine and placed a chaste kiss on his soft skin. When our lips broke apart, he turned in my arms placing his back against my chest. I placed my chin atop his golden hair and tightened my arms around him.

"This painting...it's beautiful and dark. Harsh yet sensual. Loving yet closed off. This painting is...you." The last word was barely above a whisper but I caught it nonetheless. I smiled and ran my hand up and down his arm.

"I never really thought about it that way. But that's probably why I like it. It just seems to...fit." Justin turned around to face me again, his eyes fixed on mine.

"This reminds me, I have something for you." I watched as he walked toward the bedroom and returned with a somewhat large object wrapped in brown paper.

"What is it?" I asked, genuinely curious. He smiled and gave the gift to me.

"It's us." He whispered softly. I pulled at the corner of the paper, revealing a canvas covered in an array of colors that should've clashed in every sense of the word. Oranges mingling with reds, blacks swirling with yellows, and blues dancing with purples. It looked like the fucking rainbow but it didn't. I was like a perfect balance of colors splayed onto a canvas with an abstract touch. The feeling that it evoked from me almost knocked me down. I looked up at Justin, who was chewing on his thumb. I knew from his nervousness that he was awaiting my critique. I leaned the painting against a beam and walked toward him. I wrapped my arms around his slender frame and pulled him to me.

"It reminds me of the sun." I whispered into his ear softly. "It...reminds me of you. Of us."

I felt his smile against my chest, which in turn made me smile.

"I love you Justin. Always have..." I was cut off by a faint voice that sounded tear-filled.

"Always will."

The End...