Don't Stop Looking for Love

Together

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At Justin's loft

Brian knocked on Justin's door and Justin opened almost immediately. Justin was on the phone so he just smiled and motioned Brian to come in.

"It's okay Shane, it's not your fault. … Don't worry; I'll fix it somehow. … Yeah, I'll see you later. Bye!"

Justin walked to Brian who was sitting on the sofa.

"Hey," Justin said and gave Brian a kiss.

"Hey yourself. You have problems?"

"Yeah well, my friend promised to loan his car for me but it broke down and he won't get it back until next week."

"What do you need a car for?"

"I need to take my paintings to the center. You know, for the show."

"Oh. When do you need to take them?"

"On Thursday night."

"Well I can help."

"You'll loan your car for me?"

"Sure. I mean you won't get to drive it - that's my privilege - but I'll drive you and your paintings to the center."

"You will?"

"Sure, no problem."

"Thanks," Justin said and kissed Brian again. "So, why did you actually come here tonight?"

Brian thought for a moment. "I know there was something…"

Justin waited.

"I was in the neighbourhood?" Brian tried.

"You live here; you're always in the neighbourhood. Try again."

"Well…"

"Maybe you just had to see me," Justin offered.

"No, it wasn't that."

Justin moved to sit on Brian's lap and raised a brow. "Maybe it was this." Before Brian could think of anything, Justin attacked his mouth and pushed deep inside. When the kiss was over, Brian looked thoughtful. "You know, I have a vague idea it was something like that."

"Really? Well we need to get to the bottom of it."

"Do you mean figuratively or literally?"

"Both."

"I'm in. Both figuratively and literally. In a while anyway," Brian said smirking and dragged Justin into the bedroom.

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On Thursday

Brian had had a busy day at work and he realized he wouldn't have time to go home and change if he wanted to be on time. He had promised Justin to be at his place at 6 pm and he wouldn't break his promise. So he left the office and drove straight to Justin's.

Justin was remembering his and Brian's last encounter a couple of nights ago. Justin started smiling; he could almost feel Brian's hands undressing him, caressing him… Brian's lips on his neck, on his cheek, on his lips and finally Brian's tongue duelling with his own… and then… A knock on the door woke Justin up from his daydreams. 'Damn, he's here.' Justin got up from the sofa. 'Fuck, go down you stupid thing!' he said to his a bit too eager body part.

Justin slid the door open and there stood Brian in his charcoal Armani looking sexy as hell.

"Hey."

"Hey, come in."

Justin couldn't take his eyes off of Brian.

"What?"

"You look so fucking hot in that suit."

Brian just raised his brows.

"You know, if I wouldn't have to take these paintings to the center, I would rip off your clothes and I'd have my way with you."

"Well, maybe you could do that later."

"Is that a promise?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

"Well I'm always ready for anything," Justin grinned.

"I guess we have a deal then."

"Fuck, we have to leave now before I lose all of my self control," Justin said. "Can you take those over there? I'll take these."

"What kinda stuff is in these?"

"Little this, little that; mainly people but also some landscapes. Some of them I wouldn't show to Gus."

"Those I must see," Brian said.

"Well you'll see them at the show. You're still coming, aren't you?"

"Sure. I did promise and I'll always come when I say I will."

"I've noticed," Justin said smiling.

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At the GLC

"You need help with these?"

"No thanks, there are people who will help me to hang these."

"Well I guess I'm gonna go then," Brian said and gave Justin a light kiss.

Brian was almost at the door when he remembered something and turned around. "How long will this take?" he asked.

"About two hours I guess. Why?"

"I'll come back to get you."

"You don't have to do that; I can catch a bus."

"I thought we had plans. I'll be here at 8.30," Brian said and left.

Justin couldn't help but smile widely.

"What are you smiling about?" Heather asked.

"Ummm… nothing."

"Nothing my ass. In that case I'd love to see how you smile when there IS something."

Justin just rolled his eyes at her. "Can we get to work now?"

"Sure," Heather smirked.

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Brian went back to his loft and took his suit jacket off and was about to take off the rest of his clothes but then he remembered one hot blonde who would be eager to do that later. Brian smirked to himself.

Brian decided to grab something to eat so he went to his fridge and opened it. 'Yeah, like there would be something to eat in here', Brian thought looking at three bottles of water and some old leftovers. 'So, take out as usual.' He was just about to order something when the phone rang.

"Hi Mikey."

"Hi Brian. How are you? I tried to call you at your office today but I couldn't get through."

"Yeah, I had a really busy day."

"So, wanna go to Woody's and Babylon tonight?"

"I can't, I already have plans."

"Can't you change them? We haven't been in Babylon like forever," Michael whined.

"I have an important meeting." 'With a certain blonde.'

"Oh. Well can you come after that?"

"I'm afraid it will take hours." 'At least I hope it will.'

"That's too bad. How about tomorrow?" Michael asked hopefully.

"Maybe."

"Great! I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"

"Fine."

"Good. Don't work too hard. Bye!"

"Bye!" 'I wouldn't call it work though.'

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At the GLC

"Hey, you're ready to go?" Brian asked.

"Yeah, sure."

"I could check your paintings first though."

"Oh no you couldn't; you're gonna pay to see them like everybody else."

Brian looked thoughtfully at Justin.

"I'm a starving artist," Justin explained.

"You mean I actually have to invest in a ticket?"

"Yes."

"Well I guess I can skip the food for one day," Brian said dramatically.

Justin rolled his eyes. "I can always arrange you some protein. No charge."

Brian gave Justin a tongue-in-cheek smirk.

"By the way, I see you didn't change," Justin said.

"No."

Justin licked his lips slowly.

"Can we go now?" Brian asked trying to adjust his pants.

"Sure."

"Do you mind if we go to my place?" Brian asked.

"Not at all; I'd love to see your place."

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At Brian's loft

"You live on the top floor too?" Justin asked in the elevator.

"Of course; all of me is top," Brian stated.

"Of course."

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"Be my guest," Brian said opening the door to his loft.

Justin went inside and started looking around. "This looks great! Oh I love your sofa; I've always wanted a white leather sofa."

"So why haven't you gotten one?"

"Let's just say that artist and white leather doesn't get along very well. I'd like my sofa to stay white."

"I see."

"Oh my God, is that Le Corbusier's chaise?" Justin asked and got closer to the chaise.

"Yes."

"Can I try it?"

Brian just gestured towards the chaise.

"Oh this is fabulous!" Justin exclaimed.

Brian grinned. "You know it accommodates easily two persons and it's even better then."

"Is that so?" Justin asked with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

"Uh huh."

"You happen to know anyone who could prove that to me?"

"Maybe."

"Good." Justin got up from the chaise and went to Brian. "I can check the rest of your loft later," Justin said and pulled Brian into a kiss.

"Need some help with those clothes of yours?" Justin asked when the kiss was over.

Brian just cocked a brow.

"I take that as a yes."

Justin slid his finger along Brian's silk tie and then untied it very slowly and threw it on the floor. Then he proceeded to the buttons of Brian's shirt but noticed it was a bit difficult 'cause the target couldn't keep still. He looked around and saw a post and gently pushed Brian against it. Brian raised a brow. "You couldn't keep still," Justin said as an explanation and continued his work with the buttons. He was almost done so he pulled the hem of the shirt out of Brian's pants and opened the two remaining buttons. Brian was just about to open his cuff links when Justin stopped him. "Uh huh."

"What?" Brian asked.

"My job."

"But…"

Justin gave Brian a stern look and Brian sighed in frustration and let his head rest against the pillar.

Justin opened the cuff links slowly and moved his finger around Brian's wrist and up his arm and made Brian shiver.

"Didn't you say you wanted to rip my clothes off?" Brian asked.

"Yeah well I changed my mind; this is so much more fun."

"For you maybe," Brian huffed.

Justin just grinned and slid Brian's shirt off of him and threw it on the floor. Brian was tempted to say something about the way Justin treated his precious Armani but he didn't have the time to verbalize his thoughts when he felt Justin's hands on his crotch unzipping his pants and all Brian could utter was a low moan.

Justin let the pants fall down on the floor and looked at Brian's hard cock. "Going somewhere?" he asked looking up at Brian.

Brian just rolled his eyes.

"Well, I'm all done," Justin said looking satisfied. "You can get rid of your socks yourself."

Brian quickly stepped out of his pants and toed his socks off.

Justin scrutinized Brian for a moment and furrowed his brows.

"What?" Brian asked.

"I think you lost some of your charm with the suit off."

Brian stared at Justin for a moment, then he saw a twitch in the corner of Justin's mouth.

"Twat. You're gonna pay for that."

"Can I pay in kind?"

"Well I don't accept checks."

"Why am I not sorry about that?" Justin grinned.

Brian pulled Justin into a passionate kiss and at the same time he tried to get rid of Justin's sweater. Of course they had to break the kiss to do that. Brian loosened Justin's belt, pulled it off and threw it on the floor. Then Brian swiftly ripped open Justin's button fly and tore the pants off.

"In a hurry are we?" Justin asked a bit amused.

"Yes!" Brian said and pushed Justin against the sofa and attacked Justin's neck.

"Ummm… isn't bedroom up there?" Justin managed to ask.

"Too fucking far away," Brian panted and turned Justin around to face the sofa. "Don't go anywhere." Brian found a condom and the lube from his pants' pocket and returned to Justin. He lubed his fingers and quickly prepared Justin. Not wanting to waste any more time, Brian sheltered his cock and pushed all the way into Justin.

"Fuck!" they exclaimed in unison. Brian stopped for a moment to give Justin time to adjust. When Brian felt Justin was ready, he pounded forcefully into Justin and soon both of them were coming.

When they could breathe normally again, Brian turned Justin to him. Justin looked flushed. "You're okay?" Brian asked.

Justin smiled. "Fabulous," he said and gave Brian a kiss. "I think I need to sit down though."

"What about lie down? You haven't seen the bedroom yet," Brian said raising his brow.

"And whose fault is that? Not that I'm complaining."

"Guilty as charged," Brian said and pulled Justin into the bedroom.

"So, what do you think?"

"Well the bed is certainly big enough and looks comfortable but I know that you shouldn't judge a book by its cover."

"Does that mean you are forced to try it?" Brian asked devilishly.

"I'm afraid so," Justin said seriously.

"Need some assistance?"

"Wouldn't hurt."

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