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"Nick," Brian breathed and I could tell he was close, so close as he closed his eyes, overwhelmed by the agony of pleasure he was experiencing. I stopped for a moment and his eyes flew open, seeing me smirk.
"Bastard," he commented, knowing damn well why I stopped. "Keep going!"
"Don't close your eyes!" I warned, trying frantically to restrain myself. I felt a fine bead of perspiration trail down between my shoulder blades as I struggled desperately, wanting to hear him say something before I completely lost control.
I began my movements again, varying the degree of intensity, each shove from our hips bringing a moan of pleasure from both of us. "Say yes," I pleaded, my body shuddering for release. "Say yes, say yes," I chanted, a mantra, each yes punctuated with a sharp thrust of desire.
A shout, a cry of extreme pleasure ripped from Brian's throat as he clutched me tightly, saying yes over and over again as he came, his whole body arching against me, trying wildly to prolong his climax. Feeling his body thrash under me, I exploded, calling out his name, a fierce surge of relief and ecstasy flooding my senses. I yelled Brian's name again, trembling, spent, and felt his warm hands bringing my mouth to meet his in a soul-searing kiss.
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Brian tried to catch his breath, gulping in short gasps as he clung to me tightly. I was doing my best to make sure he needed more air as I passionately kissed him.
"Nick! Nick! Ummf! I can't breathe!"
Sighing, I stopped a moment to gaze into Brian's eyes. "That better?"
"Ugh. Get your heavy ass off me. That will make it better."
I pouted exaggeratedly and Brian smiled.
"Get your cute ass off me," he requested politely.
With a quick kiss, I rolled off and stretched, glancing down at Brian's and my crotch.
"Ah, nothing like a zipless fuck."
Brian sat up, nodding, seeing the dark stains. "You're so cute with words," he said with sweet sarcasm. "Now what?"
I prayed my luck would hold. So far, everything had gone according to plan, even better than I could have possibly imagined. I would have to remember to thank AJ later for that.
"Shower," I ordered. "You. Me. Now."
Leaping off the bed, I reached over to haul Brian upright. Brian came gladly and my heart soared, happy to see the slightly goofy smile on Brian's face.
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If being on top of Brian was incredible, then being in Brian was out of this world. I couldn't believe how turned on I was seeing the warm water cascading over Brian's neck and back, hearing the moans of pleasure I drew out of Brian each time I thrust more forcefully into him. But this time I couldn't wait and shuddered violently, yelling passionate cries as I grasped Brian's hips firmly and emptied myself inside him. Hearing Brian's strangled shout a moment later, I could only kiss his back, still too tight in the grip of passion to do anything more than enjoy Brian's cries of pleasure.
Slowly, carefully I pulled myself out, running my hands over Brian's backside, admiring the view. Leaning over Brian's shoulder, I whispered something into his ear. If it was possible to blush with all the heat from our bodies and steamy water, Brian did. Grabbing a bar of soap, he playfully turned around, trying to shove it into my mouth.
"Jeez, you have a dirty mouth, Nick."
Catching his hand, I wrestled the soap from it. "Yeah, and you love it, don't you? Come on, say yes."
Swiping the wet curls from his forehead, Brian grinned. "Yes."
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Brian looked in dismay at the sweat pants I made him wear, glancing down to see how far they dragged on the ground. With several flips of the waistband, he managed to bring the legs up so he wouldn't trip on them. Glancing up for approval, all I could do was laugh at him.
"Thanks a lot, Frack. Why won't you let me go to my room and get some other clothes?"
I came over to him, wrapping my arms around him. "Cause I'm not letting you out of my sight for a sec. Besides, you look sooo cute in my pajamas."
"I look like an idiot."
"Yeah, that too."
Brian gave a small laugh and walked over to lie down on the still made-up bed. I smiled wickedly and leaped dramatically on the bed, landing next to him. I wiggled my eyebrows suggestively and he shook his head in disbelief.
"God, give me a minute, okay? To be twenty-one again!"
"Like five years make you so much older?" I scoffed.
Brian turned on his stomach, using his hands as a pillow to prop up his face. "Sometimes it feels like it, Nick."
I bit my lip, hearing the melancholy in his voice. I leaned over and kissed him gently on his mouth. "Brian, why so sad? I love you." I didn't like the way he squeezed his eyes tightly shut. 'Frick?"
Brian opened his eyes, blinking several times before answering. "Nick, when did you know you loved me?"
I paused for a second, wondering why he asked, wondering what I should tell him. The truth, you idiot. Tell him the truth. "Before you married Leighanne."
I could see Brian pressing his lips together, as if trying to keep something in. I began to panic. "Brian? Brian? Come on. Tell me."
Brian buried his face into the comforter. "There's nothing to tell."
I grabbed his shoulder a little harder than necessary, forcing him to look at me. "I don't believe you." I scanned his face anxiously, hoping to figure out what was wrong. "When did you know that you loved me?"
I must of hit a nerve, because he sighed a moment before answering.
"Before I married Leighanne."
I let the ramifications of what Brian said sink in for a few minutes. Before I married Leighanne. Before I married Leighanne. God. All this time. I loved him. He loved me. And neither of us had the balls to admit it.
"Why didn't we say anything?" I whispered, not really expecting a reply.
Brian gave a harsh laugh, rolling on his side. "Because I never knew you were bi! Because I never dreamed you liked me! All I ever saw you with was girls. Hell, how long were you dating Mandy? Like forever? I guess I gave up before even trying. Then I met Leighanne." He shrugged. "End of story."
I listened with my hands buried in my face. Feeling Brian's concerned hand on me, I looked up, his blue eyes clouded with sorrow. "Nick?"
Grabbing his hand possessively, I began to trace a finger over his knuckles. "I never thought you were anything but straight, Frick. God, you seemed so certain, so right about everything. Chasing girls everywhere, always teasing me about someday being a man. I mean, I like girls, a lot, but how could I tell my best friend that I liked him too?"
Brian rose up, kneeling on the bed and circled his arms around me, kissing me. It was slow, full of longing, full with years of pent-up desire. I began to tremble at his kiss; it was so sweet, so pure in love. Finally breaking away, I clutched his hand and brought it up to my lips, kissing each finger.
"Bri, it's okay. It's gonna be okay. We're here now. Right now. Together. The way it should be." I smiled warmly at him, happy. My smile began to fade as I watched a sharp pain flash through his eyes.
"What? What?" A small knot of fear welled up inside me, gnawing at my gut.
Brian placed his hand on my face, cupping it gently. "Nick." He stopped for a second, unable to go on. I heard him take a deep breath, looking me straight in the eyes. "Nick, you don't understand. I love Leighanne."
I sighed a breath of relief. "I know. I know that! So, you love her. You love me more, right?" Starting to tremble, I began to see the light. "Right? You love me more! Brian! Say it! Say yes!"
I knew my voice was rising, the panic, the anger there plain for him to hear. Brian slid slowly from the bed, his eyes full of pain.
"Brian! Say it. Say it. Say yes!"
I watched him cross over to the dresser, picking up his wallet and keys and headed for the door. He paused, his head down, staring at the floor before he turned around to face me.
I could hear myself choking with emotion, hating myself for begging, hating myself if I didn't. "Say yes, Brian. Say yes." My final sentence ended in a whisper as he saw him shake his head.
"No."
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PART II
I sat there in an easy chair, hugging a pillow for the longest time as I watched the sun begin to rise. It was interesting to see how the bright lights of Vegas dimmed, their intensity fading bit by bit, too weak to compete with the rays of the sun. Tossing the pillow aside, I rose stiffly, feeling just like the intense lights down below, bright, glowing, until something stronger, something more powerful came to snuff that brilliance out. That something, that dominant force had a name. Leighanne. I sighed bitterly as I glanced at my watch wondering if Brian had watched the same sunrise, had thought the same thoughts. Probably not. Most likely he was curled up comfortably in his bed, dreaming of the bitch. Bitch. Smiling grimly, I spoke the word to the ceiling. Several times in fact. The more I said it, the better I felt. My competition. I wanted to laughed out loud. I wanted to cry. I wanted to throw up. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do.
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It was really quite simple. I was going to fight the bitch. I liked that. Bitch. Not Leighanne. I knew I could concentrate on "bitch" easier, zone in on an entity, a thing, rather than on a name that brought up a vision every time someone spoke her name. Yes.
The Bitch.
"Nick, get your head outta your ass. This is the last time I'm going to ask you."
Startled, I looked up from my bowl of cereal, realizing I had ignored AJ the whole time I had been eating my breakfast. I looked at him, embarrassed. He had been surprised when I had asked him to come over. Really surprised. "He's not here," I had informed him bluntly when he peeked his head around the doorframe, curiously looking back and forth.
"Um, what did you just ask me?"
AJ heaved a frustrated sigh. "So, how did it go?"
I placed my bowl on the cart, spreading my arms wide. "Well, you tell me. See Brian anywhere around?"
"Damn, it went that bad? I was sure you'd get laid."
"I did."
AJ frowned. "God, you must be one lousy lay."
I narrowed my eyes to show him how much I wanted him dead.
AJ held his hands up. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry. Really. Tell me what happened."
"He loves me."
"He. He who?"
Another glare. "Brian!" I shouted in disgust. "Shit!"
"Sorry, Jeez! You kinda threw me for a minute." I watched as AJ tried to relax a little more comfortably in his seat. "So, Brian said he loves you?"
I nodded.
"Whoa."
I looked at him suspiciously. "Whoa what?"
AJ shrugged. "Nothing. Just whoa." He rubbed his nose for a second. "So, who nailed who?"
"AJ!"
"Just wondering. Damn! What I wouldn't give to see you and choirboy in bed!"
I knew I shouldn't ask, but I had to. "And why is that, O Great Horny One?"
I watched as AJ gave a wicked laugh. "Blackmail. Pure and simple. Figured it would come in handy sometime. Brian sure has enough shit on me! It'd be nice to even the odds for a change!"
I sighed dramatically. "Is there a reason you're here?"
"I don't know. You called me, remember?"
"I thought maybe you could help," I commented sarcastically.
"I can help. I can help. What's the problem?"
"Not a what. A who. Leighanne."
"Shit. The bitch."
I perked up immediately. "So you think so too?"
AJ snorted. "Whaddya mean, think? I know."
Nodding, I slouched back in my seat. I stared down at my hands for a moment, picking at my nails. "Why do you think Brian married her?" I tried to keep my tone light, unemotional.
AJ was not impressed with my acting ability. "You know why. Bri falls for them every time."