Rating: PG – some language, all that naughtiness in Part 3 took a lot out of me.
Notes: Ahh, the J.Lo mania… At least something good has come out of it. *sigh* When will she go away? Will someone please make her go away?
Summary: AU Justin is a big movie star looking to change his image when he comes to Pittsburgh to film a movie. Enter Brian Kinney.
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“I thought you were tired and wanted to stay in last night.” Ethan’s voice was cold and accusing as he stomped up to the table in Justin’s room where the actor was having coffee.
“So?” Justin knew he was caught.
“What the fuck is this?” Ethan demanded, tossing the newspaper onto the table in front of Justin. The actor was greeted with a picture of himself walking back into the hotel. The headline read, “Actor Justin Taylor Out ‘Til Sunrise Getting Into Trouble.”
“Fuck.” Justin sighed. He immediately read the article to make sure that Brian wasn’t mentioned. Somehow he knew that the man he’d spent the night with wouldn’t be too impressed if their association came out in the media.
“Where the hell were you, Justin?” Ethan demanded, pacing the room.
“I went out. It’s stifling never being able to go out alone, you know!” Justin was suddenly angry that Ethan was ruining his perfect night with accusations and anger.
“You can’t just go out like that, Justin.” Ethan stopped pacing and looked at Justin with a hard stare. “Just because you want to get off doesn’t mean who can put yourself in danger like that.”
“I wasn’t in any danger.” Justin stood and stomped into his bedroom. Ethan followed him through the suite, unfinished with what he had to say.
“Where did you go, Justin?” Ethan demanded.
“I picked up this really hot guy and he fucked me ‘til I could barely see straight.” Justin knew that the statement would really get to his assistant. He was perversely pleased when he saw Ethan flinch.
“No more, Justin. Anything could have happened to you while you were out by yourself.” Ethan stood firm. “You won’t go out anywhere by yourself from now on.”
“Are you forgetting who hired who around here?” Justin was nearly screaming. “You don’t tell me what to do! Your job is to carry my shit and keep my schedule straight, not keep me under lock and key, and if you can’t handle your responsibilities I’ll find someone else who can.”
“Justin!”
“No! I’m twenty three years old, I’m not a child. And you are not my mother.” Justin paused. “And you’re not my lover either, so stop telling who I can and can not fuck.” Having dealt the final blow, Justin walked into his bathroom and closed the door.
*~*~*
“Whoa, boss, you look like you were run over by a truck.” Cynthia said as she brought Brian his morning coffee. “I hope you weren’t up all night tweaking this campaign.”
“Come on, Cyn, you know me better than that.” Brian grinned despite the fact that he was exhausted. “I was up all night, but it had nothing to do with work, unless you mean working someone over.”
“Well, apparently you weren’t the only one up late. Have you seen today’s paper?” Cynthia was in full gossip mode.
“Nope, been too busy trying to keep my eyes open.” Brian wasn’t particularly interested in what his assistant had to tell him, but he kept it under wraps.
“Apparently Pittsburgh’s celebrity visitor was seen sneaking into his hotel in the wee hours of the morning.” Cynthia tossed the newspaper onto Brian’s desk. She was shocked when Brian practically leapt to grab it and read the article. When she saw his relief when he was finished, she quickly put two and two together.
“Holy shit! He was with you!” She nearly fell over.
“Keep your mouth shut about it, Cynthia or you’ll be demoted to the mailroom.” Brian threatened. “I refuse to get caught up in his media storm just because I took him home and fucked him last night.”
“How was he?” Cynthia asked, sitting on the edge of his desk.
“Fabulous. Now, can you go so I can get ready for this presentation?” Brian didn’t want to talk about his night with Justin with anyone, he was afraid it would start to mean even more to him than it already did if he talked about it.
“If I’m really nice can I have more details later?” Cynthia sounded like a teenaged girl.
“If you keep the coffee flowing from now until the meeting, I might give you a few more details later.” Brian conceded.
“Yes, sir, Mr. Kinney.” Cynthia winked and disappeared from the office.
Brian rubbed the bridge of his nose and thought back to his night with Justin, which wasn’t difficult since it had been in the front of his mind ever since the actor had left the loft the night before. The blond had done something to him, and Brian was still trying to figure out what it was. Sure, the sex had been amazing, but he’d had great sex before, and Justin was hot, but he’d had hot guys before. Brian couldn’t for the life of him figure out what it was that drew him to the young man.
*~*~*
“Justin, it’s so great to meet you!” David Cannon, Justin’s co-star for the film said when they met for the first time at the dance studio. “I’m very excited to be working with you.”
“Same here.” Justin said, taking a big gulp of his coffee. “I saw you in Bright City, you were great.”
“Really? You saw that?” David was surprised that Justin had seen the independent film in which he played a heroin addict.
“Yeah, I thought it was amazing. That’s why I recommended you for this film.” Justin was very happy to be working with an actor who’d taken on such a difficult role and was happy to be able to help the guy get an in to the more mainstream business. “I’d kill for a role like that one.”
“Really? I can’t see you in a role like that.”
“That’s why they never get offered to me, Davey.” Justin slapped his co-star playfully on the shoulder. “I’d better go get changed. Somehow I think dancing in these clothes will make me even worse at it than I am already,” Justin winked, “if that’s even possible.”
“Alright, I’ll see you in there.” David watched in awe as Justin walked away.
“Ethan!” Justin called. He was still angry with his assistant and didn’t plan on pretending that he wasn’t. “Where did you put my bag?”
“It’s right here, Justin.” Ethan said softly pointing to where the bag was stashed underneath a bench.
“Put it where I can see it next time.” Justin grabbed the bag and went to change.
~Ring, Ring~
“Taylor.” Justin answered.
“Justin, you sound like such a dick when you answer your phone.” Justin’s best friend Daphne giggled on the other end of the line.
“I am a dick.” Justin replied with a chuckle.
“What are you doing?”
“Dance lessons.” Justin groaned. Daphne laughed.
“That’s what you get for doing a movie called Tiny Dancer.” She laughed a little more. “How’s Pittsburgh?”
“Surprisingly fabulous.” Justin thought back to his night with Brian.
“What was his name?”
“Why do you ask that?”
“Because you hate everywhere you go unless there’s some beautiful guy who’ll let you use him as your toy.” Daphne replied dryly.
“I don’t hate everywhere.” Justin pouted.
“Don’t change the subject, what was his name?”
“Brian.”
“Hot?”
“Duh.”
“Hot ass?”
“I guess. Doesn’t really matter, I let him top me.” Justin admitted to his best friend.
“You’re fucking kidding me!” Daphne was shocked. “You never let anyone top you! This guy must have been something.”
“Three times last night, Daph. And he was still wanting more when I left.” Justin blushed at the memory. “And I actually want to see him again.”
“Jesus! Is the end of the world near?”
“I’m not saying I want to fall in love with him and move to the country and live happily ever after.” Justin defended himself. “All I’m saying is that I want to see him again, as in fuck him again.”
“Don’t you mean let him fuck you?” Daphne chuckled. “You’re a naughty, naughty boy, Justin Taylor.”
“You already knew that from that time we fucked.” Justin teased.
“Oh yes, that was the best minute of my life.” Daphne giggled. “Stick to men, because pleasing a woman definitely isn’t your thing.”
“Listen, Daph, can I call you when I get back to the hotel tonight? I’m gunna have Ethan on my ass if I’m not out there pretty soon.” Justin sighed.
“Then you can definitely call me back, because the thought of Ethan on your ass is both disturbing and wrong.” Daphne said snidely. “Love to you, doll. Talk to you later.”
“Bye, Daph.” Justin clicked his phone shut and proceeded to get dressed.
*~*~*
Brian was shooting pool and checking out the talent at Woody’s, waiting for Michael and Ben to arrive. Emmett and Ted were already there, but all they could do was talk about Justin and gossip about where he could have been until the wee hours. Brian couldn’t stand listening to them go on and on about where Justin could have been. He was about ready to break down and tell them.
“Hey, Kinney!”
“Hey, Todd.” Brian glanced over at one of the Liberty Avenue regulars. “How’s it goin’?”
“Good.” Todd grinned and continued walking.
Brian stared into his glass and considered whether he should just leave the bar and go to Justin’s hotel. He was sure that if he went he would have a good night, but he wasn’t sure if he wanted to break his repeat rule.
“Earth to Brian.” Michael interrupted Brian’s contemplation. “Where were you?”
“Just thinking about a big campaign I’m putting together.” Brian lied.
“Well, come on, we’re here to have fun.” Michael encouraged him.
“I actually think I’m going to take off.” Brian rubbed his forehead. “I was up late working on a pitch and I have a bunch of stuff to finish tonight too.”
“But Brian!” Michael whined. “We just got here.”
“Listen, have fun with your boyfriend and tweedledee and tweedledumb.” Brian leaned down and gave Michael a kiss on the lips. “And I promise I’ll come to Babylon with you guys tomorrow and we’ll pretend we’re twenty-one again, alright?”
“Alright.” Michael replied with a big grin. “Bye, Brian.”
“Bye, Mikey. Bye guys.” Brian said his farewells and made his way out of the bar intent on seeing Justin. “What the fuck are you doing, Kinney?” He asked himself as he hurried to the Jeep.
*~*~*
“I won’t sneak out tonight, I promise.” Justin rolled his eyes as he looked up at Ethan from the couch in his suite. “I have a date with my discman and the new Details.”
“If I find out you snuck out, Justin…” Ethan’s voice was threatening, but there was really no threat that he could make that would scare Justin.
“Just get out, Ethan.” Justin groaned. “I got enough cock last night to last me a couple of days, you don’t have to worry about me getting into any trouble. Now can you please go?”
“Listen, Justin, I’m sorry if I’ve been shitty, I just worry about you.” Ethan was obviously looking for an excuse to stick around.
“It’s fine. Just please go.” Justin was firm. He wanted to be able to lay back and think about his amazing night with Brian in peace.
“Alright.” Ethan picked up Justin’s appointment book. “I’ll be here at six to wake you up tomorrow. You have an early fitting and then more dance classes.”
“Thanks, E.” Justin smiled, hoping that being polite would help get rid of his annoying assistant.
“Night, Justin.” Ethan leaned down and kissed Justin on the forehead before walking out of the suite to go to his room across the hall.
Justin let out a sigh of relief that his assistant was finally gone. Ethan was starting to drive him crazy and he was seriously considering hiring someone new for the job as soon as filming was done and he was back in LA.
Finally alone, Justin let his mind wander back to his night with Brian. The brunet and their amazing night together hadn’t been far from his thoughts all day, but Justin finally felt like he was free to lose himself in the memories. Just as he was getting to the good stuff, there was a knock on the door.
“Fuck! Ethan!” Justin growled. He stood and walked over to the door, flinging it open ready to tear into his scrawny assistant.
“Hey.” Brian said with a cocky smile. “Am I interrupting something?”
“Nothing that can’t be rescheduled.” Justin grinned. “Got bored?”
“I didn’t see anything at Woody’s that could compare, so I decided to take you up on your offer.” Brian leaned against the doorframe. “Can I come in?”
“Justin, is everything okay?” Ethan asked from the doorway to his room.
“Everything’s fabulous. Now you really don’t have to worry about me sneaking out.” Justin reached up and pulled Brian’s head down to his. “Make sure you knock when you come to wake me up in the morning.”
Ethan stared on in shock as Justin grabbed Brian by the front of his shirt and pulled him into the suite, slamming the door behind him.
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