Justin exhaled into the trimmed hairs that curled against Brian's forehead.

The man was pushing into him again and as they rocked and bucked together, Justin turned his head to let his lips skim over the straining muscles of Brian's forearm. They'd been tangled together in heat and sweat for the last long while and the muscles of Brian's back and arms were running on sheer will as he battled to keep some of the weight of his upper body off Justin's chest. The seat cushions of the couch under them felt wet and soft against Justin's back and a simple thought about staining them came and went from Justin's mind as Brian turned his face to rest his forehead against Justin's again. Justin could feel Brian's eyelashes trailing against his nose and the combination of that sensation and the feel of Brian's hand in his own, pushed out the moan that had been resting at the back of Justin's throat.

Brian pressed into him hard again and Justin tightened his legs around Brian's back as he held on for dear life. He'd felt life and pain and hurt and regret slipping out of his pores and dripping off Brian's skin to pool in the depression of his own stomach and the hollow of his neck. Every reality forgotten, nothing else existed for Justin but the tongue that was gliding over his lips, the velvet covered steel of the back under his fingers and the naked skin that felt hard against and under his own.

Justin opened his eyes just then and found Brian's now hazel ones looking back at him. Justin could feel the man's hand on his face and he turned toward the heated touch. Brian's fingers traced over Justin's chin and lips as his cock slipped deep again and Justin gasped involuntarily as his eyes closed out the intensity of the scene.

Eyes opened again, Justin watched as Brian leaned in close to his cheek to brush his lips there before returning his hand to Justin's face. The heat alone left an imprint on Justin's skin as Brian ran his scalding thumb along the outline of the younger man's lips. Brian traced out the now bruised and reddened pout and Justin opened his mouth to what he knew Brian wanted him to do. A thumb pushed over his lips and teeth and Justin further opened the way for Brian to rub over his tongue. The man's thumb now wet with his sweat and saliva, Justin closed his lips around it and sucked it in deeply as he watched Brian's gaze narrow and focus on what this mouth was doing to him.

Justin watched Brian's lips fall open and trace out the shape of his name even though no sound materialized. He watched as Brian's pupils dilated impossibly and he thought he could see the reflection of his all too red mouth tight around Brian's finger. Brian moaned then and Justin echoed the sound causing a vibration that Brian felt through his hand, down his spine and at the base of his cock. He showed his appreciation for this sensation by thrusting into Justin so deep and so hard that the other man would have gagged on his own tongue if not for the thumb holding it down.

Some minutes later, the headlights from a passing car filled the dim room with diffused light and Justin watched the light play through Brian's hair and over his skin. He watched large veins stand out and relax against the cords of muscle in Brian's neck and shoulder and he pushed up to lick over them as Brian's thumb slipped from his mouth. Crushing kisses again, Justin held his breath as Brian reached between them to find his hardness. Brian didn't squeeze or tug, he just held his hot hand in place and Justin forced the air to return to his lungs as the other man sliced into him again. There was something very illicit about this entire interlude and for as long as it lasted neither man could hold anything back or restrain anything. Brian pumped and circled his hips, pressing the cushions under his thighs and knees impossibly out of shape. He was on the verge of tearing through the stuffing of the pillows that had been unfortunate enough to be located under his hands.

A single thought entered Brian's mind whereas only need and blind desire had ruled before. If and when Justin went back to his lover boy, he would have to tell the man the origins of his pressure cut lip, the bruises and bites on his neck and the deep crimson finger welts all over his wrists. Ethan wouldn't have just vague hints of sex on Justin's body and breath to wonder about. He'd be able to see and taste Brian Kinney all over Justin's skin and deep inside him for days to come.

This thought dissipated as the first streak of light passed behind Brian's eyes. Justin was tight around him and the impossible pressure and impossible wetness wasn't masked by anything.

Brian was well aware that his thrusts were getting more and more shallow while his breathing became more and more strained. He was well aware that the intensity of these sensations was different and deeper than before and he was also suddenly and consciously aware of why. Justin's eyes were closed and his mouth hung open as Brian pushed up on his forearms just then to look down between their bodies to the place where they were joined. Brian could feel Justin loosening the grip of his legs and he tried to clear his head as he reached down to run his hands over Justin's thighs.

That diffused light filled the room again and Brian looked down to see himself disappearing and reappearing from within the body beneath his. For all his sudden awareness, he'd been only vaguely aware that he was still pumping madly into Justin's body and that the light pulses before his eyes were more than late night traffic. He could see wetness and redness and although it couldn't be undone, he wanted out before all sense left him again.

Brian reached down to find Justin's waist and the other man opened his eyes. Justin watched Brian meet his gaze and shake his head slightly. To clear his head or to offer his very last minute regrets, Justin didn't know. He watched as Brian shifted slightly and he felt the man pulling out of him. He was on the verge of all oblivion but Justin forced himself to hold tight to Brian's body.

"No." Justin breathed out his word. He'd taken hold of Brian's hands on his hips and forced Brian to look at him again. "Stay inside me…come inside me."

Brian pulled his hands from Justin's grip and Justin dropped his hands to his side as he waited for Brian's next move. Justin watched as Brian dropped a hand to rest on his stomach before looking down to touch the base of his own cock. Brian held himself inside of Justin, seemingly deciding how to finish this. He had closed his eyes now and though it had slowed, Brian's rhythm had yet to stop completely.

Justin watched as the muscles of Brian's forehead tightened his brows into a deep knot and he watched the man's mouth fall open.

Now Justin could hear Brian's breathing changing and he could see the fight disappearing from Brian's body as his orgasm continued to build.

Justin felt the first spasm pull through his stomach and he squeezed tight around Brian, pushing Brian to double over. Though one hand remained at the base of his cock, Brian again transferred the weight of his upper body to the forearm and palm that he'd flattened beside Justin's head. He could feel Justin shaking around him and he could feel the tremors starting in Justin's thighs from straining muscles begging for release. He'd opened his eyes to find Justin looking at him and he'd felt the man close both hands around his waist urging him on.

One kiss given and one kiss received, Brian touched his fingers to Justin's hole to feel the push and pull between their bodies. Fingers moving lightly and purposefully, he replaced his hold on Justin's hardness and he closed his eyes to ride this out.

~To be continued~