Justin openly and lustfully stares at JC from across the large dimly lit room. The group is obligated in being at the party, it's a private get together that is sponsored by Jive. The whole idea is a little clique for Justin's taste and he quickly sits down, watching. He is captivated by his love, whom is now mingling with the other party guest once the blond had settled into the plush auburn couch. JC is holding conversations that Justin cares little about, but JC holds with high regards. His boyfriend is unusually animated tonight because of the larger then normal amount of alcohol he is consuming at a quick and staggering rate. JC bashfully peers over his Merlot moving his eyelash slow and inviting as the individual he is conversing with reaches out and strokes the outside of the brunette’s thigh. Justin just stares as he drains his shot of whiskey chasing it with a vodka tonic. He watches as another person leans hard into his lover's body and places unwanted hands upon the lithe man's waist. This is part of the game they play. A game where Justin gets turned on while his lover is being touched, rubbed against, and petted by other people. It turns Justin on because he likes watching the reactions his lover has gives with each brush of a stray fondling hand. Watching JC perform teasing invitations that will never be fulfilled is Justin's favorite turn on, and knowing that Justin is watching him turns on JC. When azure blue eyes meet brilliant blue ones, each gives a soft moan and a lick of their lips. The blond feels a heavy weight settle near him on the couch and feels a breathy whisper reach his ear, "Your boy his hot tonight, uh huh. And I ain't talkin about just his looks, either. Those other guys are really doing a good job getting him pretty stoked up, don't you think." "Yeah, he is," Justin, answers as he again adjusts himself. "But Brian don't pretend to know when JC is stoked up or not." Brian chuckled. "You really shouldn't let him out looking all hot and bothered. Especially, not dressed like that. What the hell were you thinkin'?" The man moves closer. "I mean not without a collar and leash attached, anyway. That boy is drawing a lot of attention." "Yeah, I know and the scene is getting hotter by the second." Justin's intense stare never left his lover. He is concentrating on the outfit Brian just mentioned and how a collar with a leash would look around JC's long slender neck. Pink, Justin thinks, pink leather or better yet, black with pink studs. Hmmm... Justin specifically picked out the clothes the lean brunette is wearing. His lover is wearing typical black leather pants that are low riding hip huggers. The pants were picked because of the enticing lace up fronts. Man, does he look good in those pants or what? Justin thinks. The red mesh shirt that is extremely snug around JC's torso reaches just shy of the leather waistband. It reveals a silky sliver of skin. JC's hair is straightened with freshly applied highlights and cut just at his shoulders. All Justin is thinking at that moment as he haphazardly readjusts himself is grabbing fistfuls of the golden mane while his cock thrusts wildly into the brunette’s sultry mouth. Justin moans and Brian hears it. I'm a fucking genius when it comes to dressing that hot fucking tight body. Justin moans again, when he notices another person running their hands up and down JC's stomach. "Man, Justin. If you want to fuck that firm hot ass so badly, why don't you?" Brian said unconsciously licking his pouty lips and readjusting himself. "Brian." "Justin," Brian mimics. "I'm fucking serious here dude. He's yours. Just fuckin take him right here, right now." Justin turns his gaze away from his obsession and looks at Brian. "What?" Brian says innocently, "HE IS YOURS. Possess him. Show all these idiots who he belongs to." "As much as you want to see that Brain, I can wait." Brian leans back into the couch defeated and sighs shaking his head. "That would be so hot, though. Watching you two fuck or make love, however you want to say it." Brian closes his eyes and whispers, "I sure as hell couldn't." "Couldn't what?" "Wait." "Look Brian, I get off on it, okay. I mean who wouldn't. JC is mine just like you said and I love watching people try and get with him. Cuz, I don't have anything to worry about. They don't have a chance." His gaze finds JC again, but this time JC is looking back. "Besides," Justin continues, "your a voyeur, you should know what I'm talkin about." "Well, duh. That's why I want you to go over there, bend him over and fuck him hard against the bar." *** The party continues seemingly forever in Justin's mind. JC keeps looking better and better as time rolls slowly by. Justin shifts and realizes how hard and excited his body is and how bad he wants this fervent feeling relieved inside JC. The brunette is now sitting on a white leather couch opposite Justin but still on the side of the room. JC's head lolls left as rubs the side of his neck and closes his eyes. He's tired, Justin thinks. I should take my baby home and put him to bed. That is his plan all the way up until he sees Lance playfully sit near JC and grasps the older man's thigh. The older blond is running his hand up and down it and is precariously close to Justin's private property. The nerve of him, Justin thinks. What the hell is he thinking? "Looks as if someone finally has JC on their hook and are reeling him in. I guess you might be able to wait but your 'boyfriend' can't." "Shut the hell up Brian." "JC seems pretty pliant." "You don't know what the fuck you're talkin about. He's tired and drunk. Lance is takin advantage of him, that's all." The nerve of the fucker and I'm sitting right here. "I trust JC. He wouldn't do anything to hurt me." "Yeah, well, quite honestly I don't think it's JC you've gotta worry about." Justin follows Brian's gaze in the direction of the white leather couch and it's two occupants. Lance now has his leg up over JC's effectively pinning the clueless man. The bass is stroking JC's face and petting his groin, and slowly rolling his clothed erection against JC's slender hip. Has he gone mad? How dare he touch JC there? "Whoa. Didn't expect Lance to go there." Brian looks over toward Justin and notices the glare etched on his friend's face. The Backstreet blond sees his opportunity, maybe i'll get to see them after all, and strikes, "Wow, I guess I was wrong when I said you own JC, after all. Jesus. Look at those two go." That should do it. Now, let the show begin. "Brain," Justin says in a menacing voice, "don't go there." "Geez, Justy. Lance has just proven, at least to me, that you indeed don't rule JC. That he's capable of moving on and fucking someone else." "NO! You're wrong." "Am I Justin? Look at them. Look, how hot Lance is getting your boy. See how JC's eyes are half closed with want and need, and you're nowhere near him. He's hot right now and wants to be fucked and it looks as if it is first come first served." "I swear if Lance even thinks about taking advantage of JC or kisses him I'll personally kick his ass." "Justin, you should show Lance just who JC belongs to. Just take your boy. Right now. Right in front of Lance." Brian notices Justin looking around the now nearly vacant room. There are only eight people in the room including themselves, JC and Lance. The others are Britney, Nick Carter, Christina and Joey. "It's not like their gonna rat you two out. Go show Lance that JC is yours and only yours. I mean from the looks of things, JC has forgotten, too." Just as Brain finishes his speech Lance leans in for a harsh kiss and JC moves away whimpering. "That's fucking it." Justin stands suddenly and strides across the room. His gaze never wavers as he approaches the two men on the couch. As soon as Justin stands up JC's eyes find steaming blue azure eyes boring into his steel ones. The _expression in Justin's eyes tells JC everything he needs to know and he's in trouble. JC feels Lance's body being pulled away from his slender one and he welcomes the emptiness. The weight is replaced quickly however, with a familiar one. The brunette feels his legs being lifted as his boyfriend slides under him and forcefully pulls his hips down allowing for their groins to touch. Justin places JC's legs onto his hips and rolls his body forward so their now tight groins are flush and slightly folds the older man. The blond's knees rest comfortably near JC's hips and again he presses himself into his lover. "Justin," JC whispers; eyes closed moaning. "Did you forget something, baby," Justin breath reaches JC's ear. JC says no in a very soft voice while shaking his head. "I'm sorry sugah, what'd you say?" "No." JC says in a louder stronger voice. Justin's encircle slender wrists, moves them beside the owner’s head and places them on the back of the couch. The young lover lets go of the wrists and instantly JC is moving them down. "Leave them," Justin snarls. JC flinches and quickly grabs onto the couch behind his head. Recognizing the sudden uncomfortable feeling radiating from the man beneath him, Justin repeats himself this time in a softer sexier voice, "Leave them, sweetie." "Justin," JC gasps as Justin rolls his hips again rubbing their now noticeable erections together. The people in the room gather around the couple staring. Some people are thinking how beautifully the two fit together, body and soul. Some are startled by the actions of their friends and others who are very pleased. The group begins sitting around the couple now, watching and waiting for Justin's next move. "Justin, baby." JC's half closed eyes are fixated on Justin. Justin leans down, placing his hands between JC's tilted head and his arms. Their faces are nearly pressed together, nose touching nose. Justin moves his face into the brunettes hair and then down behind his ear inhaling JC's familiar masculine scent. The blond hauntingly whispers into the older man's ear, "You forget yourself, baby." Justin ends his sentence as he licks behind JC's ear and presses their bodies tight. JC hisses. "You forget who lets you out to play. Don't you." JC shakes his head no once again. "Remember. It's me who lets you out to play, but only if you play nice." "Justin, I didn't..." "Shhh..." Justin places his lips tenderly onto JC's open mouth. The blond is slowly devouring the outside of his lover's lips pleading for entrance inside. JC complies almost immediately and the two relish the feel of the other's tongue. When their lips part those in the room hear JC's sweet plea, "Please, don't be mad. I'm sorry." JC turns his head away from Justin's intense stare. Embarrassed and ashamed for what he allowed to happen. "Yes, I know, baby." He ran his fingers through the golden highlighted tresses. "But you need to be reminded of just who you belong to." "I know who I belong to, Justin. You don't have to remind me." "Oh, but I want to. I'm gonna take you right here, C." The curly haired men whispers in a sultry voice, "I'm gonna take what's rightfully mine." Justin again rolls his hips. "Close your eyes." "Uhh..." JC dutifully complies with Justin's request. "Yeah, baby." Justin rolls harder into the lithe form. He turns his gaze away from the beauty that lies beneath and stares at Lance. He pushes against JC's groin over and over rubbing harder and harder pressing JC deeper into the couch. Lance is staring at the couple; disbelieving what is before his eyes. "Justin? You can't do that..." Lance stuttered. "The hell I can't Lance. He's mine to make love to when I want, where I want and how I want it. I think you need a demonstration as to who belongs to whom." Justin bores down hard onto JC once again rubbing them together and sending waves of pleasure through both men. "J. Uhhh...mmmm... yes... more, please." Justin stops his hip movement and moves up a little onto JC's rolling waist leaving the brunette’s throbbing erection. JC opens his eyes upon feeling the movement. "No, sweetie, keep them closed." Justin bends over and places soft kisses on each eye reassuring his lover everything is all right. Justin moves his lips over JC's entire face leaving small kisses in its wake. Leaning back, the blond led singer places both of his hands in JC's hair massaging the scalp. He then moves the massage to the temples rubbing them softly. Justin says, "Who rules this, JC? Hmmm?" Justin continues the circular motion as he speaks. "Answer me JC. Who rules your mind?" "Mmmmm. You do baby." "Umm. Hmmm." He repositions himself further down and moves his hands over JC taunt and writhing body. His soft caresses are concentrated on JC's nearly exposed nipples. Eliciting the responses that Justin loves hearing. Justin then moves his hands up and down the sides of JC's torso and across his flat abdomen. "Who owns this?" The blond accentuates his meaning by rubbing his ass against JC's erection. "Who owns your body?" the blond boy whispers. A very wanton voice answers, "you do." "Umm, hmmm." Justin continues his caresses. He can feel the heat rise from the undulating man resting against him. He slides down JC's body and lies down upon the slender man's chest and rests his head on the brunette’s heart. "Who possesses this?" he says as he lazily draws circles around the man's heart. "You do, Justin. Uh...you possess my heart. No one else." Justin lifts his head up and brushes their lips together in a soft wispy kiss. Breathing the words over JC's lips, Justin asks, "Who reigns over your soul, JC?" "Baby, you do." JC's eyes still shut had tears escaping from underneath the lids. "You reign over my soul." JC whimpers. "Everything I am and everything I have is ruled by you, owned by you, possessed by you." JC hips roll forward and he presses his head further into the back of the couch. "You reign over all of me." Justin again ghosts a kiss on JC's now passion swollen lips. "Yes, baby and you over me." "Justin, please. Take me." JC spoke between soft kisses. Upon hearing his lovers words Justin begins kissing JC more feverishly. The sounds of the kisses are becoming louder and wetter as the two men give into their needs and desires. Justin's hands are in JC's hair pulling the brunette deeper into his kisses. The older singer moans deeply and again thrusts his hips upward arching his back. "God, baby. You taste so good." "Please, Justin. I need you." "I'll give you what you need, sugah." The blonde dives back. Lips colliding in another possessive kiss. They sigh heavily into each other’s mouths as their kisses become more intense and more passionate. Justin's tongue fills JC's mouth familiarizing itself with its possession. Justin's hands are rubbing, exploring, and heating up JC's body. "Yeah.... oh fuck yeah... take me Justin. Come on." Justin leans back and away from their kisses and places his finger on his lover’s supple and kissed lush lips. "No words, baby. Just music." He traces the brunette's lips and is rewarded, feeling it slip inside the hot cavern of JC's mouth. Feeling the impassioned moan vibrate around his fingers and the slow graceful movements of JC's scorching body underneath his now fiery one. The blond slides down the long elegant man until he is resting between the brunette's legs. He firmly grips his lover's hips and pulls them forward until JC's body is completely laid out. Justin kneels on the floor in front of JC, moving his hands up and down the taut man. He large caressing hands refocus under the red mesh shirt. The blonde lifts the shirt exposing the tight abs for everyone in the room to see. "Hang on, baby." "Umm... hmmm." JC purrs. Justin expertly and swiftly peels JC's shirt off. He gives JC permission at the final stage to let go of the couch and the shirt is promptly removed, and JC's hands reside once more on the back of the couch. The fair-haired man easily maneuvers back down JC's mesmerizing pale skin and kneels on the floor again. He places his hands on the others willowy hips and nuzzles the clothed erection. "Mmmm..." JC bites his bottom lip holding back the words he wants to say. Justin grabs the end of one of the leather ties with his teeth and pulls, unraveling the knot that held the ends together. He uses his tongue to lossen the rest of the ties. Then licks and mouths the clothed hard on eliciting sensuous moans. JC's hips rise thrusting his enlarged covered phallus closer to Justin's mouth. "No, baby. Stay still." Eyes shut tight and arms straining, JC rests his hips back down on the edge of the couch and waits for Justin. The blond pulls gently and casually on the waistband. "Let me look at you. Let me see you." Justin pulls the pants over the bulge and is not surprised his baby didn't have underwear on. JC's weeping erection which just brushes past Justin's lips, is glistening with precum. "Yeah, so beautiful. Want this." Justin engulfs JC's cock while grasping it at the base. He takes it deep and hard. JC gasps and holds back a scream. The brunette gives a loud huff and whimpers when he feels Justin barely scraping his teeth on JC's cock. Then the blonde lets the phallus leave his mouth as he flattens his tongue and licks from the base of JC's erection to the top. He swirls his tongue around the head and dips the tip into the sensitive slit. "Uh...uh...mmmmm...J." JC moans and grunts as Justin continues pumping and licking his penis. "Ummmm....mmm," the brunette screams out as the blond sucks at his balls and then deep throats him. Justin looks up at JC's face and realizes his eyes are still closed. "Baby, open your eyes. I want you to watch me." Instantly, JC's eyes are opened and are lust filled and immodest. "Yeah, that's it baby." Justin smoothes his hand over the strung out and writhing body before him. "JC, you're absolutely gorgeous especially like this, wanting me," Justin says as he continues fondling JC. The younger man stops caressing JC's cock when he feels the brunette's body tighten up. JC gasps. "Don't worry, baby. You'll get to cum," Justin sweetly murmurs. He finishes removing JC's pants and then stands up. JC's gaze follows him. So was everyone else’s in the room. He slowly and tantalizingly removes his shirt and flings it away from them. The young pop star takes he pants off and then his boxers, both items ending up a great distance from the lovers. "Like what you see." JC nods his head yes. "Do you want me to take you? Right here. Right now." Again JC nods his head. Justin kneels once again and lifts JC's legs up over his shoulders. He presses his face into JC's perineum and nibbles. JC sighs deeply. The blond arranges the older man's legs higher and allowing him better access into the sensitive opening. Justin caressingly wets the area around the pucker before swiping over the entrance. JC arches his back and moans loudly, unintentionally closing Justin's opening. "Relax, sweetie," he says while rubbing his lover's thighs. The brunette loosens up and Justin continues his assault on the responsive and mouth-watering hole. He gently licks the opening and then gradually works the tip of his tongue in. JC knuckles are white as he strains against the penetration, arching his back. Justin holds JC's hips still as he tries creating more room for his tongue. He teasingly maneuvers his tongue in and out of JC's anus, tongue fucking him slowly at first and then harder and deeper. JC cries out again, but no words are heard. The brunette's heavy breathing and continuous sighing convinces Justin that JC is ready. "Are you ready?" he asks as he gently rolls JC's body where he wants it. "Mmmmm...pll....sssss," JC's eyes close and his head tips back. "Unnnnn... unnn," JC is nearly gasping for breath. As JC finally calms down enough and responds with a headshake, Justin inserts two fingers hard and fast. The brunette screams. JC's back is flush against the couch and arms flexed beside his head. JC is squirming and fucking himself on the now three fingers that have worked themselves into his body. Justin sensing it is time pulls his fingers out and harshly pushes his erection in. "Unnnnnn..." "Fuck, yeah. Oh baby so so fucking tight." Justin nearly screams. He slowly moves his hips rolling them into JC's ass. Never letting his penis leave JC's body. They move together with Justin deep inside thrusting gently. Justin then begins moving faster. He spreads JC's legs out further and bangs into him harder and harder. His rhythm’s cadence is kept by JC's grunts as Justin begins losing control. Justin leans forward placing his hands beside JC's head and engulfs the other man's mouth. Thrusting his tongue into the hot wet alter at the same pace as his hip thrusts. JC is nearly incoherent with all the sensations he is feeling. "Mmmmm....yessss..." Leaving JC's mouth, he works his way down the brunette's neck. Justin whispers, "Fuck, C. Sooo good. Sooo tight." Justin sucks unkindly and bites harder bring the blood to the surface of JC's skin and then licking and blowing on the sore areas. JC's moans are encouraging Justin. He leans back and pulls his cock out of JC's tightness. Gasps were heard around the room. JC is still humming and is on the edge of sanity. His hips are still moving in the rhythm that Justin was working his body with. Justin again leans into his lover, licks the shell of JC's ear and whispers, "Let go." JC stares into Justin's eyes and releases his hold knuckles still white. Justin moves JC laying him lovingly on the couch on his side. He lifts the brunette's leg and places it on his shoulder and straddles himself over the other one. Justin slides his cock swiftly into JC wanting the feel of JC around him. The young blond teases JC this time. Pushing himself in and then pulling all the way out, Justin changes his angles each time he plunges into JC's scorching cock-hugging anus. He watches as JC's body pushes down meeting each one of his thrusts. He watches as JC's tightness swallows his cock each and every time. "Uh... God, baby... ummm." JC reaches for his painfully hard erection, but Justin swipes his hands away. "Not yet, baby." JC eyes roll back and hands clutching the edge of the couch as he groans. Finally, not being able to go slow any longer, Justin pushes in and begins a strong merciless pace. He wraps JC's bottom leg with one of his own holding it down while he tests JC's flexibility. Wanting to be deeper and thrust harder, Justin leans into the leg on his shoulder until it is resting near JC's shoulder. "So deep," Justin whispers. JC mewls. Justin looks at JC's face as he continues making love. His lover's eyes are closed but not tight, his bottom lip is between sharp teeth. "So beautiful." "Please..." JC sings out begging. "Uh.. uh...uh... I need... tooo... uh" "Oh, baby. Yeah... yes... fuck...yeah...I'mm." Justin quickly reaches forward and grabs JC's cock pumping it in time with his thrusts. JC's tension builds quickly. His back arches, head rolls back, eyes clenched shut and he is cuming hard over Justin's hand and the white leather couch. When Justin feels JC's tight ring spasm he too releases. Driving his seed deep within his lover. They both are panting and exhausted. JC is still trembling from his orgasm while the sensation of his boyfriend's jism keeps him on edge. Justin releases JC's legs and settles behind his tired, sweaty and sexed baby. He offers JC his fingers and the brunette takes them into his mouth. JC licks his own cum off of his lover's fingers as the younger man watches. Justin finger fucks JC mouth until the cum is eliminated and removes them from JC's lips afraid he may get hard again. He needs to take care of his boy, calm him down. The blond singer places his hand on his lover's shoulder and pets him, stroking his arm, his hip. Justin slides his leg in between JC's smearing his cum over the both of them. He nuzzles his nose in JC's hair and places sweet kisses on the side of the brunette's face and neck. Justin hears a soft moan. His gaze leaves his drowsy boyfriend and looks up. He forgot there was an audience. They were there the whole time he possessed his lover's body. They were able to see how he makes love to his JC. The blond pop star peers across the room in the direction of the moaning and his eyes land on Brian. He was freshly coming down from his own orgasm and is still feeling the after effects. Justin then notices that just about everyone in the room are coming down from their own sexual releasing and he smiles. Finally, his gaze falls upon Lance. He notices the bass singers mouth wide open, eyes closed and cum all over his hand and shirt. Lance opens his eyes and green meets blue. Justin hugs JC's body tight running his hands down the smooth taut stomach and caressing the now limp phallus. The entire time he is petting JC he keeps eye contact. JC moans. Lance shakes his head no. Justin nods. Justin leans down and whispers into JC's ear ending their conversation with light nibbles. JC purrs and undulates his hips forcing them back into Justin. The blond’s hand is still rubbing JC's penis, waking it. "Mmmmm... Justin...ssooo gooood." "I want you, baby." Justin's body is reacting to the friction from JC's ass. "Let me have you again." "Yes...please... take me." Justin collapsed on JC's body forcing the brunette onto his stomach. Justin's now hard cock is ready for lovemaking. He lays down on top of his lover, cock presses against ass. JC pushes his ass up meeting Justin's cock. "Mmmm... come on baby... now...," JC's body is sensitive and hot again and wanting to be filled with Justin's cock. Justin presses JC's body down, "When I say, baby." He smoothes his hand over his lover's silky sweat soaked back enjoying the feel of it wanting to taste it. He bends forward and laps up the sweat coating the shoulders. He feels his lover shiver. Justin continues following JC's spine from the middle of the back up to the nape of the neck. He bites into JC's shoulder, sucking long and hard, while he grinds his cock between the older man's ass cheeks. "Mmmm... yeah...," JC presses his erection into the couch and rubs. Justin stops what he is doing upon feeling the movement. He quickly reaches under JC's arms and lifts him up off the couch. "No cheating, " Justin purrs. Justin holds JC close. Bodies bent at the knees, chest flush with a strong lean back and cock bearing down against a firm ass; the lovers are ready. Justin gently urges JC forward and spreads his legs a little more. The blond man grabs his hard on and guides it into JC. The brunette sighs and leans his head back when he feels his lover enter him again. The young lover pulls his boyfriend's body against his chest and pumps his hips excruciatingly slow. Their rhythm is sexual, sensual and unhurried wanting the feel of their connection to last forever. Justin's hands are roaming JC's body. Pinching and rubbing nipples with one hand, and holding JC's hips down with the other; controlling the pace. JC's hands are occupied as well. One grasping encouragingly on Justin's hip and the other tangled in the blond's curls. The older man's head is resting on Justin's shoulder as the brunette nibbled on his lover's neck. "Uh..... uh....Justin....uh....harder....ummmmm." "You want.... ummmm...it baby." "Yessss....uh...." Without another word Justin forces the two of them down onto the couch. Still inside JC, Justin rolls them. They are both on their sides now, Justin behind JC. The blonde lifts JC leg and places it on his hip. He bears down into JC. Moving his hips at a blazing pace, he moves in and out of JC. JC's head falls back against Justin's chest and the blond begins kissing JC's mouth and face. One of JC's hands still is resting on a trim hip, moving with the heavy and fast pace. The other he is using for balance. As the pace quickens JC's body is slumping forward as his orgasm begins building up inside him. Sweat covers both of them as the sound of their bodies smacking together resonates throughout the room. They both are grunting and moaning as their pleasure intensifies. "Uh.uh.uh.uh.. harder." Justin bangs JC's ass harder than he has ever before. He is brutally withdrawing and slamming back in rocking JC's body. "Al...most....there....C." Justin moans. "To...u..ch...me," JC stammers. "Yes..." Justin slides his hand down his lover wired body and grasps his cock. JC screams when Justin's simple stroke burns into his soul. The brunette's body gives up as his white-hot orgasm takes over his body; he cums. Justin closes his eyes and continues driving his cock into JC. Minutes after JC's orgasm, Justin feels his nearing the edge. Justin opens his eyes and sees JC's cock still spurting cum, body tight, tension builds and he releases. "Oh God, fucking yes." Feeling JC's body still quivering, Justin wraps JC up in a tight embrace. Justin runs his fingers through JC's damp tresses and kisses the back of his head and whispers, "Thank you baby. I love you." He feels eyes upon him and he looks up. Lance is staring at them. Mouth agape and his hair disarrayed, he spoke, "What...why?" Justin looks down at the exhausted man in front of him and says quietly, "Lance. If there is anything at all that you get from this night. Remember this,” he pulls JC even tighter against his body, nuzzling JC's neck which instantly tilts sideways allowing Justin easier access. The younger blond refocuses on Lance and says, "mine. Never yours. Always and forever, mine." The End