Bleeding Emotions

Chapter 9

"Kiss me again," Justin mumbled against Brian's silky lips.

"My pleasure." Brian slid his fingertips along Justin's smooth cheeks and placed a tender, loving kiss on his parted lips. Justin moaned his approval and the brunet lowered his head and placed wet, open-mouthed kisses against the blond's exposed neck. After a few minutes of strategic licking and sucking, Brian lifted himself off of the blond's lap and stood up, holding out his hand to help him up.

"You're so awesome," Justin breathed sexily. Brian blushed.

"Come on, I've got something I want to show you." Justin looked at him quizzically and he barely had time to grab his shoes and flip off the light switch before Brian dragged him out the door.

"Where are we going, Brian?" Justin asked as the younger man maneuvered the Jeep through busy Saturday afternoon traffic. Brian looked over at him and gave a shy smile.

"You'll see." Brian turned his eyes back to the road and Justin watched him, wondering what was happening, and how it came to be. He thought he wouldn't ever find someone, and here was this gorgeous man that wanted him. He was smart, funny, sexy, and talented as all hell. Not to mention the accent that nearly gave him a spontaneous orgasm every time he opened that perfect mouth.

And he was still in high school.

That was a whole other thing in itself. Brian still lived with his parents. Justin wondered if he had a curfew, wondered if he had chores, wondered if he earned an allowance. He wondered if he'd ever call Brian's house and be forced to talk to his mother.

Brian pulled the Jeep into a city park and killed the engine. He leaned over and placed a playful, sloppy kiss on Justin's cheek before hopping out of the car. He ran around to the passenger side and pulled Justin's door open for him. He smiled widely and stepped out of the car.

"My, such manners," Justin laughed. Brian smiled and bowed. He then took the blond's hand in his own and led him into the park.

"I don't take just anyone here, you know." Justin flashed a radiant grin and intertwined his fingers with Brian's, studying the gold hue of the younger man's skin. It was like he had been touched my Midas himself. The gold made him absolutely glow, shining from head to toe, at least in Justin's eyes.

Was it possible to be so…infatuated with someone after such a short period of time? Justin didn't think so.

Until now.

Brian smiled at him again, that always perfect lopsided grin. Again he got the feeling that the smile was brand new, and all for him. It made his heart thump faster. Brian caressed Justin's skin with his thumb as he swung their hands back and forth. Justin couldn't see three feet in front of him. All he saw with this picture perfect beauty at his side. Silky hair, long, sleek nose. Perfect lips, perfect neck, perfect body.

How many times could you use the word perfect in an hour, he wondered.

He got so much joy out of the simple act of holding hands. Brian led them down past the playground. It was empty, void of children and laughter. Their shoes crunched over the gravel. Brian walked closer, so close that their shoulders touched. As they passed the swings, he leaned over and placed a kiss on his pale cheek, making it turn pink. The kiss made his body warm.

He wanted Brian to pull him in the tube slide and kiss him again, wanted this teenager to make him feel alive.

Justin furrowed his brow and looked over at Brian as the brunet led them off the cement path between two bushes, an unspoken question. Brian led him into the trees and down an overgrown dirt path. He smiled shyly, an unspoken answer.

"I like places where I can be alone," he explained. "Places where I can hide. Places no one knows about."

"Now you don't want to be alone?" Justin asked, squeezing the larger hand tighter. Brian stopped and looked into his eyes with a burning stare. Those eyes, he feared that those eyes could see into his soul.

"No, I don't."

Justin had a feeling they weren't talking about the park anymore.

"Well, now you don't have to be," Justin replied. That lopsided grin appeared on Brian's face again. It was somewhere between adorable, sexy, and just right.

Brian pulled Justin along the path, the boys kicking up little clouds of dust. Brian ducked under a low hanging tree branch and Justin followed. On the other side was a flowing stream with grassy banks. Brian sat down on the grass and held his hand out to Justin. The older man took it and sat down next to him, then swung around on his side and lay down with his head resting in Brian's lap.

Brian immediately let his fingers become tangled in the silky blond strands. The position was new, but familiar, like they had been waiting for it their whole lives.

"This place is beautiful," Justin sighed. He couldn't concentrate on much of anything as Brian's strong hand stroked his scalp. The crystal clear water flowed peacefully as the sun shone down on them, creating the most relaxing atmosphere Justin had been privy to for a long time.

"I think so too."

"How did you find it?" Justin asked as he pushed the sleeve of Brian's shirt up past his elbow so he could trace the muscles of his forearm with his fingertip. Brian sighed deeply as Justin's nimble fingers caressed his skin.

"When I moved here from Ireland, I spent a lot of time exploring. I had tons of little hideouts in Ireland, since I was on the gur a lot. I ran away from home a lot," he clarified at the blond's confused expression. "I've been coming here since I was fourteen. When I just want to be alone."

"I see," Justin responded. "Things rough with your parents?"

"You could say that," the brunet replied, running his hand down Justin's chest. The blond noticed an angry white scar marking his otherwise perfect skin just below his elbow on the inside of his arm. Justin ran his fingertip over it and sucked his bottom lip into his mouth. It was small and round, staring Justin in the face.

"How'd you get that?" Justin asked, running his finger over it again.

"Hmm?" Brian asked lazily. Justin looked up at him. He was looking into the sun with his eyes closed, his shaggy hair falling back. He looked gorgeous.

"This scar." Brian's head snapped up and he jerked his arm away quickly, rolling his sleeve down.

"It's nothing," he mumbled. Justin sat up next to him.

"How did you get it?" Justin asked again. Brian's behavior made him curious.

"I, um, dropped a plate when I was younger," Brian muttered, toying with the cuff of his sleeve. Justin scrunched up his nose and Brian smiled at him.

"Did you cut yourself on the glass?" His smile faltered when he realized this conversation wasn't over.

"Not…exactly," he replied, looking out at the water.

"Then how?"

"Are you always this persistent?" Brian asked fondly, although there was pain in his eyes.

"Only with people I really give a shit about." Justin nudged his shoulder against Brian's. "That's Daphne, Emmett, and…you."

Brian couldn't help kissing him.

"And what did I do to get on that obviously exclusive list, Sunshine?" Brian asked. "Woo you with me singing abilities? Sweep you off your feet with me accent? Or was it me amazing, and amazingly expensive pot." Brian laughed, a short, nervous laugh.

"You were you," the blond stated simply. Brian felt his heart swell. "Now what did you do to get that scar?"

"I dropped the plate."

"And?"

"And pissed off me Da." Brian looked away and shut his eyes, his lashes fluttering against his cheeks. "So he used me as an ashtray to make sure I'd have a better grip next time." Brian refused to look at the blond. He winced as he gasped at the admission.

Justin didn't know what to do, what to say. Don't offer pity, don't say you're sorry, and don't make excuses. How could someone do that to their own child? Especially one as sweet as Brian.

"Asshole," was all Justin could say. "Does he do that shit often?" Brian just shrugged. He felt open, exposed. He couldn't face those knowing blue eyes. "My door is always open to you," Justin whispered as he tucked Brian's hair behind his ear. He softly kissed his ear and rested his forehead against the teen's temple. "You're too good for that."

Brian turned and faced Justin. He didn't want to talk to Justin about this. Not Justin, not anyone. Justin didn't need to see the scars, physical or emotional. But it was there, in his dark hazel eyes. He felt open, exposed. Justin could see him, all of him.

That terrified him, but in a good way.

Brian pushed Justin down onto the grass and climbed on top of him. His blue eyes widened in surprise as Brian pinned his wrists against the soft grass. He opened his mouth to say something but he completely forgot what it was when the brunet covered his lips with his own, kissing him passionately.

Justin returned the kiss with matching intensity, pressing his body up into the larger one. He tried to pull his wrists away, he wanted to touch the man, wanted to feel that golden skin under his fingertips. Brian gripped his wrists tighter and kissed him harder. Justin moaned into his mouth, and the vibrations encouraged Brian. His velvet tongue explored every inch of the moist cavern. Justin sucked on the warm tongue and again tried to pull his wrists away. Brian broke away from the kiss and let his swollen lips dance along Justin's pale face. He kissed his forehead, the tip of his nose, his eyes, his cheeks. He kissed his chin and then his lips again before resting his forehead against the smaller man's.

"You are so beautiful," Brian let out in a breathy whisper. Justin smiled, and Brian felt warm all over.

"You're gorgeous," Justin replied, lifting his head to kiss Brian's jaw. "So sexy. I want to touch you," he practically whimpered, trying to free his wrists yet again. Brian smiled and dipped his head down, running his wet tongue up the blond's neck to just under his ear. He let his tongue trace the fragile edge of his ear before dipping the tip of his tongue into it once. He felt the blond shiver against him and he settled down on top of him. He released the blond's wrists and held himself up on his elbows. Brian kissed him once more before settling in to suck and lick the blond's neck, making him whimper and writhe beneath him.

Justin seemed to finally realize his hands were free, and he slipped them under the brunet's shirt to caress his strong back. His skin was like woven silk, and Justin sighed at the feel of it. "So soft," he mumbled.

"Mmm," Brian hummed in his ear before taking the soft lobe between his lips, alternating between nipping and licking it. He ran his hands up Justin's sides and slipped them under his shirt, caressing the smooth skin. His hands traveled higher, exploring Justin's flat stomach. He returned his lips to his neck and sucked hard, causing the blond to whimper from the sensation. When he finally pulled away, he was faced with a patch of deep purple skin. He got a rush from marking this beautiful man. He ran his tongue over the hickey and smiled into his neck.

"Uh oh," Brian whispered. "Looks like you'll have to break out the turtlenecks, Sunshine."

"Huh?" Justin asked lazily, his voice hazy with lust. Brian licked the hickey once more. It looked incredibly sexy on his pale skin.

"I guess I got a little carried away. You've got yourself a pretty good hickey." Brian laughed. Justin's eyes widened and he sat up, pushing Brian off of him. He brought his hand to his neck and rubbed it.

"Awesome! I've never had a hickey before." Justin smiled and Brian laughed.

"Me neither," Brian told him. Justin turned towards him and smiled wickedly.

"Well then I guess I'll have to return the favor." Brian's eyes widened with fear.

"No, you can't. Me Da will see." He brought his hand to his neck. Justin's heart ached with the fear he saw in the hazel orbs. He wished there was something he could do. He smiled softly. He could take the pain away momentarily.

"Well, then I guess I'll do it somewhere your dad won't see," Justin sang. He leaned forward and pulled Brian's shirt over his head and almost gasped at the beauty of the younger man. His body was perfect, even with the bruises that littered his rib cage. His eyes narrowed and his fists clenched. He felt anger and rage boil up inside of him towards Brian's father. He looked up to see Brian looking down, shame in his eyes. That pained Justin even more.

"Hey," Justin whispered, cupping Brian's chin in his hand. "You're gorgeous." Brian smiled a little and Justin kissed his lips tenderly. He pushed Brian down in the grass and proceeded to kiss and lick every bruised area of flesh, hoping he could kiss away the pain the brunet must feel. He heard the younger man sigh contentedly underneath him, and wondered if anyone had ever paid this beautiful boy so much attention. He deserved every bit of it. "I think this looks like a good spot," Justin said as he sat up, running his index finger over the dip in Brian's hipbone.

"This is entirely unfair," Brian practically whined as he tugged on the hem of Justin's tee. The blond smiled and pulled his tee shirt over his head and tossed it near Brian's. The brunet put his large hand flat against his pale chest, letting it slide down to his stomach slowly. He smiled appreciatively and Justin blushed.

Justin leaned down and kissed Brian long and hard before sliding down to lick and suck on Brian's hipbone. The younger man whimpered and sighed, his cock hardening and his hips wiggling. Justin didn't let up until there was a sizable purple hickey marking his skin. He kissed the mark before laying on his back next to Brian.

He looked over at Brian, and the brunet smiled at him. It was a sleepy grin that went straight to Justin's heart. The blond was surprised when he rolled and snuggled up to his side, resting his head on Justin's shoulder and resting his leg between Justin's. He wrapped his arms around him and held his young boy close.

He stroked the chestnut hair and ran his nails lightly up and down Brian's bare back. Within minutes, Justin heard deep, even breathing and looked down to confirm that he had indeed fallen asleep. Justin smiled and kissed the top of his head before drifting off himself, the sun lightly kissing their bodies.

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