Title: Maybe.. Just Once
Pairing: Kev/Nicky, AJ/Brian
Author: Jules
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Rating: Im'a say R... don't understand that NC-17 stuff
Disclaimer: If the first part never happened... then this part sure as hell never happened... Just something I came up with while in an elevator and ran with it...
Chapter 8~Brian~
I've had time to think about the other night. And I realize that I'm delusional. I am completely off the wall. I don't know what I thought I was feeling at the bar, but it wasn't lust. At least not for AJ. It's just stress. Stress from the tour. Stress from missing Leigh. And I do miss her. A lot. The road is a strange place and it does things to your mind. Awful things. Makes you think things that you normally wouldn't think. Yeah, it felt good dancing with AJ. His body felt good rubbing up against mine. Warm and hard. His skin smelled wonderful, his moans sounded like music to my ears. But it was just because I am missing Leigh.
As soon as I got home that night I phoned her and everything was okay. Well not okay, we fought, but hearing her voice was enough to remind me how much I really love her. We're going through a rough patch right now but it's okay. We're gonna get married and then everything will be fine. This fascination with AJ is just a passing phase. Nothing to be worried about.
SHIT! He just walked into the room. I don't know what to do. Do I look at him? Pretend I don't see him? Say something? I decide to look up and see he's looking at me. Smiling. I think my heart just skipped a few beats. Before I can think about it, I find myself smiling back and am happy at the relief that spreads across his face. As he sits down and bites his lip the memory of his hips under my hands, his hard chest against mine, the smell of cologne mixed with cigarette smoke and alcohol on him all overwhelm me. I think this is going to be harder than I thought.
~AJ~
There he is. Just sitting there. Lost in thought. So beautiful. He hasn't noticed me. What should I do? Should I smile? Should I go over? Pretend I'm busy and don't see him? I know I'm staring at him with this goofy smile on my face but I can't help it. All I can think about is how good it felt to dance with him. How his ass felt when my hand accidentally grazed it and I heard him moan. IN PLEASURE!!!!
SHIT! He just caught me staring at him, smiling like a complete idiot. Oh my god. He's smiling back. I'm going over. I don't care that he took off on me at the bar the other day. I did the same thing to Nick and Kev my first time out. First time out. That's funny! I chuckle to myself as I walk over and sit beside him. He looks like he's going to either shit himself or puke. Neither very positive reactions to my coming over.
"Hey Rok." I say softly, hoping that he doesn't bolt again. Oddly enough he relaxes.
"Hey Bone. What's up?" He takes a swig of his water and I have never in my life wanted to be a water bottle so badly as I did at that second. I saw just the tip of his tongue dance around the rim of the bottle and I was hard. Painfully hard.
"Just thinkin about what I'm gonna do tonight." It wasn't a lie. I had been thinking that. Granted, it was like 20 minutes ago, but I had been thinking it.
Okay... Now I'm a pretty cool guy. Can roll with the punches...take anything someone throws at me. But fuck. I SO wasn't prepared for the next thing that came out of Brian's mouth.
"Well..." He looked dead into my eyes. "If you want...I'm sure we could find another gay bar. There must be one in this town."
~Brian~
WHOA! What the hell just happened there? Who was that talking? Because it sounded like me but I can't believe those words just left my mouth. And judging from the shocked look on AJ's face, he couldn't believe it either. Holy crap. So now...here we are. Both looking at one another, me trying to convince myself that it's just to prove to him and myself that I'm not affected by it at all. I'm secure in my love with Leigh and I want to show him that. And he's looking at me wondering where the catch is. I can see the suspicion in his eyes.
Slowly, cautiously his eyebrows furrow. He's thinking of what to say. One word is all I need. One word.
"Okay."
I think my heart stopped.