Don't Stop Looking for Love

One Kiss at a Time

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Two weeks later

Brian was a little disappointed that he hadn't seen Justin since the babysitting at the munchers. He thought they would bump into each other eventually. Not that he cared. Brian Kinney doesn't care. Although he had hoped that Lindsay would've asked him to pick Gus up from the daycare again. He could've suggested it himself but that would've given Lindz the wrong idea. Well, maybe not wrong, but… 'Fuck, he's doing it again! I have to think about something else; this is so pathetic', Brian thought.

Justin was waiting for his food at the Thai restaurant near his apartment when he felt something. He didn't know exactly what it was but it made him feel a bit uneasy. Just then the door to the restaurant opened and Justin saw Brian coming in. He was wearing faded jeans and a black silk shirt with the sleeves rolled up. 'Christ, could he look any hotter? With his clothes on, of course. He looks like he has just stepped out of some fashion magazine. God, is it hot in here or is it just me?' Justin thought.

"Hey. I thought you said you cook." Brian said cocking his brow at Justin.

Justin shook his head slightly to return to the real world. "Yeah I do. I've just been a little busy and I had no energy to cook."

"Busy with what?"

"Drawing and painting. For the show you know."

"Oh." Brian said knowingly. "So you decided to go for it anyway."

"Yeah, so it's actually your fault I'm here." Justin said smiling. "So what's your excuse?"

"I can't cook and I'm not looking forward to starve to death. Good enough?" Brian asked with a tongue-in-cheek smirk.

"I guess so."

"Brian, your food is ready. And yours too… umm… Justin, was it?"

"Yeah, thanks Kim." Justin said to the man behind the counter and both him and Brian paid their foods and left the restaurant.

"So, do you have any plans for tonight?" Justin asked when they were outside.

"No, not exactly. Why?"

"I just thought if you'd like to come to my place to eat?"

"Yeah, sure."

Brian and Justin walked to Justin's building and Justin opened the door.

"Be my guest."

"Thanks. So, the stairs or the lift?" Brian asked.

"The lift definitely."

So they went inside the lift and Justin pushed the button for the top floor. Brian was a bit surprised about that but didn't say anything.

They reached Justin's floor and Justin unlocked the door and went inside and Brian followed. Brian found himself in a very spacious and tastefully decorated loft; actually it was quite a lot similar to his own.

"Would you like a beer?"

"Yeah, thanks."

"So, what do you think?"

"I have to say I'm impressed."

"Oh? Did you think I'd live in some kind of a dump?"

"No, but I didn't expect anything quite this big."

"Why's that?"

"Well, Mr. 'I haven't got enough money to buy a car' gave me an idea that you wouldn't be rolling in money."

"That's true, I'm not."

"So let me get this straight: you can't afford a car but can afford this loft?"

"Yeah."

"Okay, so I'm thinking a sugar daddy." Brian smirked.

"Fuck off!"

"So, care to explain?"

"I inherited this loft from my grandfather."

"Oh, so he didn't think your lifestyle was disgusting?"

"No, he was very liberal. He used to say that he didn't care who I was with if I was happy."

"Quite an exceptional grandfather you had."

"Yeah and he was always very supportive with my art and he thought this place would be ideal for an artist. Well, maybe an-artist-to-be anyway."

"I can see the benefits: lots of space and light."

"Yeah, this is great. And the fact that my father went crazy when he heard about this, was just a nice bonus."

"I bet."

"I guess we should eat before the food gets cold. Do you want a fork or chopsticks?"

"I'm a Westerner so I use a fork."

"Does that mean that you can't use chopsticks?" Justin asked raising his brow.

"No, I can use them but I think 'when in Rome do as the Romans do'."

"Yeah, like eat Thai food in the US."

Brian rolled his eyes at Justin.

They sat on the couch to eat and talk.

"So, what do you have there?" Brian asked.

"Gai pad med ma-meung."

"Okay and now, could I have the same in English, please?"

"Well, it's slices of chicken sautéed with cashew nuts in oyster sauce. And addition, onion and baby corn."

"Sounds good, I don't think I've ever had that."

"Wanna taste?"

"Sure."

Justin took a forkful of his food and offered it to Brian. Brian opened his mouth and took the offered food. Justin had a hard time trying to take his eyes off of Brian's lips and Brian didn't help at all by licking his lips, tasting the food. Justin sighed inwardly. 'How the fuck am I going to survive this night?'

"Mmmm, not bad." Brian said.

"So, what did you get?" Justin asked.

"Beef with basil and fresh chili."

"Can I taste?"

"Sure. It's kinda hot though." Brian said and gave Justin a taste.

"Mmmm, delicious, I love basil. I don't think this is hot."

"Just wait for a moment; it'll kick in."

"Oh fuck…" Justin gasped and reached for his beer. Justin's eyes watered.

"Are you okay?" Brian asked a bit concerned.

"Yeah, I'm fine. How much chili is in that?"

"Quite a lot; I said it was hot."

"How can you eat that?"

"I'm used to it I guess. Are you sure you okay? You look a bit flushed."

"Yeah, I'm sure. It's just that I'm quite allergic to a lot of things so I react more strongly than other people."

"Okay, so no more chili for you then."

"Yeah, I think I had enough of that."

Brian and Justin were talking about their lives and the more Justin found out about Brian, the more he liked him. At some point Justin couldn't help himself anymore and he just leaned towards Brian and kissed him. The kiss was brief but Justin felt tingling all over his body. Abruptly he pulled away.

"God, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that."

Brian wasn't expecting the kiss but enjoyed it all the same - although the kiss had ended way too quickly.

"I'm not sorry." Brian said and pulled Justin into another kiss. Justin was a bit unsure at first, but Brian's lips felt so good that in seconds Justin was lost. Brian's tongue was seeking for entrance so Justin opened his mouth and immediately he felt Brian's tongue dueling with his own. Justin experienced passion like never before. The kiss would've lasted forever but then air came to an issue. Brian and Justin parted, but not for long. Their desire for each other was so strong - it was like a magnet that drew them together. You could almost see the sparks in the air.

Justin pushed Brian on his back on the couch and attacked his neck. Brian felt Justin's soft lips on his neck, on his cheek and on his jaw and couldn't help but moan. Brian was usually the one in control but now he didn't mind Justin's active role. Actually he rather enjoyed it. Just when Justin reached Brian's mouth, the phone rang.

"Are you gonna answer that?" Brian asked.

"No, let the machine get that." Justin managed to say.

"Justin, get your dick out of that guy's ass and answer me." said a female voice on the phone.

"Shit!" Justin exclaimed and went to the phone.

"I'm waiting." continued the voice. Brian propped himself on his elbows and smirked. 'I think I'd like her.'

"What do you want Daph?"

"What's with the irritated tone of voice?"

"Well I was kind of middle of something here."

"Oh, were you fucking someone?" she asked and gave a little laugh.

"Well not yet." Justin said and he could almost see the stunned look on his friend's face.

"Really? You got a man in there?" she asked excited.

"Yes, you know I prefer men." Justin said matter-of-factly.

"Ha ha, very funny. Well, I guess I should leave you alone then. Alone with the guy I mean. Call me tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay, bye."

"Bye."

Justin went back to the couch.

"Where were we?"

"Forgot already? Then it's good I still remember; I can show you." Brian said and pulled Justin on top of him. They took up where they left off before they were rudely interrupted. After a few moments Justin sat up and started undoing Brian's shirt and giving little kisses on the way. Then the phone rang again. Justin didn't pay any attention to it before…

"Hi honey, it's mom. I just wanted to…"

"Christ! Do they have a radar or something?" Justin got up again and turned the sound off of the machine.

"I'm going to get that shirt off of you, you know." Justin said and climbed on top of Brian again.

"Promises, promises."

Justin continued unbuttoning Brian's shirt and this time he got to the end. Justin kissed his way from Brian's belly button to his mouth and kissed him with fervor. Brian lift himself and Justin into a seating position so Justin could take his shirt off.

"I told you so." Justin grinned at Brian.

"Yeah, well I think now you're overdressed." Brian said and slid his hands inside Justin's tee and started kissing Justin's neck. Justin moaned in appreciation but then he felt something on his leg.

"What the fuck is that?"

"What?" Brian panted.

"That… thing."

Then Brian too felt something vibrating.

"Fuck, it's my cell."

"I can't believe this." Justin exclaimed frustrated. "Are you gonna answer it?"

Brian fished his cell from his pocket and glanced at the display: Michael. That figures; always trying to distract him from important jobs.

"No." Brian said and tossed the phone on an easy chair nearby. Then he took the hem of Justin's tee and pulled it off.

"Much better."

As Justin's skin was revealed, Brian assaulted Justin's nipples by kissing and sucking them.

"Oh God…" Justin moaned.

Brian moved from Justin's chest to his neck and then he nibbled Justin's earlobe and he could feel Justin growing even harder. Then Brian heard something ringing and chuckled. "Well that's not mine."

"Christ, my cell. Can you take it out? It's in my right pocket."

Brian searched for the phone.

"That's left."

"Oh, sorry." Brian said and went to the other pocket and found the phone.

"Who is it?" Justin asked burying his face into Brian's neck.

"Molly. Wanna answer?"

"No! Turn the fucking thing off!"

Brian did as told and tossed the phone on the floor. Brian was just about to kiss Justin when Justin stopped him.

"Wait."

"What now?"

"Do you have a pager?"

"No."

"Any other technical devices?"

"No."

"Good." Justin said and attacked Brian's mouth with passion.

After a few minutes of heavy making out, Justin got up from the couch. Brian gave him a questioning look.

"I guarantee that the bed is more comfortable than the couch." Justin said mischievously.

"If you say so." Brian said grinning and followed Justin into the bedroom.

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