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“This is all your fault you know” “You are making to big of a deal about this” “To big of a deal…to big of a deal. I fell off a ladder and broke my hand…you may not think that is a big deal but to me it is” “A ladder that you were not supposed to be on until I got there” “You were late…I couldn’t wait anymore” “I was ten minutes late” “Try two hours and ten minutes late. But…hey as long as it was worth it. I mean what’s’ getting your dick sucked compared to helping your best friend” “This pouting thing you have going on is not attractive” “The @#%$ you know and then to top it all off when I called David to tell him that I was in the emergency room with you he thought I was lying and cancelled our date for tonight. He thought I was making it up to be with you” “Good riddance I say…you didn’t need the evil doctor anyways. Not when you have me taking care of you tonight” “It’s not just that Brian and you know it” he whined. “Mikey…please don’t tell me that you are that pathetic that you are buying into all this Valentine’s Day @#%$. We’re gay Mikey…unless you have forgotten” “I haven’t forgotten @#%$…but unlike you who spits on love and all the trimmings that go along with it the rest of us long for it…crave it even. He was going to take me out to an expensive restaurant and then the theater. After that we were going to go back to his place and @#%$ our brain out. I would have probably gotten flowers and candy as well as getting the @#%$ @#%$ out of me…but not anymore. Instead I get to sit at the loft with you while you pout and pretend that you are happy to help me…when all you are thinking about is Babylon and getting your dick sucked. Happy @#%$ Valentine’s day to me” Michael pouted as he and Brian walked down the crowded hallway of the local emergency room. He could not believe how angry he was at Brian for once again screwing up his love life when it came to David…but despite that he was more angry that once again when he had promised to help Michael out at the store before its grand opening he was no where to be seen. “I really am sorry Mikey” Brian tried to sooth his clearly upset best friend as he helped him into his car. He knew that he had @#%$ up royally that time…knew that he had promised Michael that he would help him hang the banners for the grand opening earlier that morning…giving Michael enough time to go home afterward and prepare for his date with Doctor Dave. However…plans changed and despite that fact that he wouldn’t let Michael know he had changed them of purpose. He knew that Michael was going to be mad at him when he didn’t show up on time…knew that he would ream him a new @#%$ for once again being a selfish prick…but he didn’t care. It was worth it if it meant that Mikey missed his date with the Doc…because there was nothing Brian wanted less then for his Mikey to spend Valentine’s day with someone like that good Doctor. He had wanted to spend the evening at Woody’s…then Babylon with his best friend like that always had before David Cameron had entered both of their lives. However…what he got instead was a phone call from a highly irate Michel from the emergency room where he was being treated for a broken hand sustained from a fall from a ladder. “Whatever…you just better hope for your sake that I can get David to believe me when I call him later…because if I can’t then there will…” “You will not be calling David tonight” Brian growled…so loudly and so deeply that it not only scared Michael…but himself as well. “I mean…” he stammered trying to figure out just where the hell all of a sudden this anger had just appeared out of no where. “Tonight I am going to take care of you…like I always do…like I always should” he corrected as he looked over at his stunned friend…giving him a playful smile that he hoped conveyed just how true his words were. “Let me take care of you tonight Mikey…and then if you want to call David after that then I won’t stop you” Michael didn’t know what to say or what to do as the words that Brian had just spoken played over and over in his head. Confusion added to the mix as he tried to figure out just exactly what their meaning had meant. There were two possible meanings to those same words…but with hugely different outcomes at the end. “Sure Brian…” he replied hesitantly as he once again glanced at his best friend…but also the man that he had been not so secretly in love with from the time he was fourteen years old. “Thanks Mikey…you won’t regret it” Brian beamed as he flashed another smile his way…leaning over to plant a kiss upon frowning lips after pulling up to a stop light. “Yeah…that’s what you always say and I usually always seem to” was Michael’s snappy comeback as he leaned back against the seat…closing his eyes as he tried to get control of his raging emotions. “What are you doing?” he cried out in fear…his eyes jerking open as the jeep did a very illegal u-turn right in the middle of the busy intersection. “Where the @#%$ are you going?” his line of questioning continued as he tried like hell to figure out what Brian was up to now. “Brian…the loft is in the other direction” “Were not going to the loft” he grinned…pulling his eyes from the road for a brief seconds as he turned them to his frightened best friend. “I’m going to drop you off at your apartment for a little while and then I will come back and pick you up” “What the @#%$?” Michael ground out…gritting his teeth as his anger once again over took him. “I don’t believe this. You’re @#%$ kidding me right?” his words of anger continued as he slammed his broken hand upon the side of the passenger door…crying out in utter pain as he did. “Mother @#%$” he cried out as a shooting pain raced up his arm and into his shoulder. “Would you be careful with that thing” Brian teased…concerned but unable to control his laughter. “You really need to control your anger” his laughter continued as he pulled to a stop in front of Michael’s apartment…reaching across the seething man’s lap in order to open the door. “I’ll be back in a couple of hours. Pack yourself a bag since you are going to be staying at my place for the next few days” “You know what Brian…@#%$ you” Michael shouted as he slid himself out of the jeep. “Don’t @#%$ bother to come back because I sure as hell don’t need you. So go on…go get high or go @#%$ some trick. Just leave me the @#%$ alone” his rantings continued as he slammed the door to the jeep so hard that it began to rock back and forth. “Mikey…” Brian called out after his pissed of friend as he exited the jeep…sprinting around it in order to reach his storming frame. “Michael…wait” he spoke again…fully winded as he stood before the man with so much anger in his eyes that it fully frightened him. “I am not going to get high…or going to @#%$ some trick” he assured as he laid his hand upon Michael’s shoulder. “I just have a few things that I have to take care of and then I will be back…I promise you” “You don’t have to…” Michael said defeated as he tried to pull away from Brian’s touch…because no matter how much he wanted to be angry with him…whenever he touched him he found in nearly impossible to be angry or much of anything else for that matter “I can take care of myself” “Michael…please” Brian spoke in an almost begging tone as he increased the pressure of his hand upon his shoulder. “I want to take care of you” Michael wanted to deny him…wanted to push him away once and for all and focus his attention back to his on again…off again relationship with David Cameron…but as he gazed into hazel eyes of the only person that he would ever love…he knew that he could not. “Whatever…” was his flip reply as he walked away from Brian in what he hoped looked like a blasé effort…when in fact his stomach and heart were racing to see who could kill him first. “Ok Mikey…two hours and don’t forget to have that bag packed” he cried out towards his back as he ran like hell back to the jeep hoping like hell that he could find all the @#%$ that he figured he would need to make his Mikey love him once again. Three Hours Later… “@#%$” Brian cursed out loud as he raced down the wintery street of Liberty Avenue towards Michael’s apartment. He knew that Michael was already pissed off at him for dropping him off so abruptly in front of his apartment…and as he glanced at his watch once again he knew that he was going to be even more pissed off at him for being well over an hour late in his return. “Hold on Mikey” he spoke to the empty jeep as he jerked it to a stop in front of the building…jumping out of the drives seat and almost getting hit by a car when he didn’t bother to make sure the road was clear. “@#%$ you…” he screamed at the passing car as its driver blared an angry horn at him. Turning his attention away from the unimportant car he literally raced up the stairs leading to his apartment…not bothering to knock before barging his way inside. “Look Mikey…I know that I am late but…” his words cut short as he came face to face with a smug looking David. “What the @#%$ are you doing here?” he asked in clipped tones as he searched the room for the elusive Michael. “I called him” Michael replied as he exited the bedroom carrying an overnight bag in his hand. “Mikey…I told you that I would be right back” Brian said quickly fighting like hell to control his crazy emotions. He didn’t know if he should laugh…if he should cry…of if he should do both as he pushed his way past David…attempting to take the bag from Michael. “It’s been over three hours Brian” Michael snidely reminded him as he moved the bag out of Brian’s reach…handing it to David who showed Brian another side-mouthed smile before taking it and exiting the apartment. “David had already called three times before I got here and when you didn’t return when you said you would I called him back. I figured that whatever you had to do was more important then me and…” “That’s not true Michael. Nothing is more important then you” Brian rushed out…grabbing Michael by the arm only to let go just as quickly at his outburst of pain. “Mikey…I’m…I’m so sorry. I guess no matter what I try to do it always gets @#%$ up” he spoke sadly…tears threatening to overcome him…but he stubbornly pushed them away as he leaned forward and kissed Michael quickly before bolting for the front door. Michael watched as his best friend left the room and despite the fact that he was mad as hell at Brian for his strange and unacceptable behavior…he could have swore that he saw something more in Brian’s eyes before he left that he had never seen before. “You ready baby” he heard David speak out to him as he pulled his attention away from the empty door frame…giving him a quick smile before taking his out stretched hand. Brian watched from a distance as Michael and David walked out of the building hand in hand. He watched as David assisted Michael into his jaguar…but not before placing a lingering kiss upon his lips. He couldn’t see it…but he knew without a doubt that their was a blush of happiness across his friends face and a smile upon those beautiful lips that he himself had kissed hundreds upon hundreds of times. He didn’t know what was wrong with him as something wet and cold slide down his face…something that he had hardly ever shed in his young thirty two years…something that only his best friend had ever been allowed to see before. He knew that he was loosing Michael…knew that after years of false promises and heartbreak he was going to lose the only man that he had ever loved fully to another that didn’t know or deserve Michael’s kind heart. Hell he didn’t deserve it and he knew it as he threw the car in drive and sped down the lonely streets towards his lonely loft so he could he alone with his lonely tears and his sadness. Four Hours Later… He didn’t know why he was there…didn’t know why he left that safety and security of David’s warm bed deep into the night only to find himself at Brian’s doorstep. “This is ridicules” he whispered to himself through aggravated breaths as he ran his hand haphazardly through his hair as he began to pace crazily back and forth before the metal door. To say that David had been pissed when he found Michael sitting in the living room of his home staring at the phone after attempting to call Brian several times was an understatement. He had never seen David that angry…so angry in fact he began to get nervous that David might actually hit him or something. He tried to explain his fears to him…tried to let him know that his concern was only mere friendship when he could not get Brian to answer his cell…nor his home phone. He tried…but he failed as David gave him a flat out ultimatum that sent shock waves up and down Michael’s spine. “It’s him or me Michael” he spoke flatly…arms across his chest as he stood menacingly before him. “I can’t do this anymore. I can’t keep competing with the man who is constantly wedging his way between the two of us. At first I thought that it was all his fault…that he was so insecure that he would lose you and that was why he was always @#%$ things up between us…but now I don’t think that it’s so much Brian anymore” Michael could only continue to sit there stunned as David’s words ricocheted back and forth across his brain. “I think that you are just as afraid to lose him…afraid that he might find someone else and you won’t ever get the chance to @#%$ him that you have been waiting for” his words continued…drawing tears from Michael’s eyes at their truth. “Brian…” he called out into the darkened loft as he made his way inside. “Brian…” he repeated as he slide his hand along the wall in desperate search for the light switch. “Holy @#%$…” he spoke in an almost whisper at the sight he saw before him. The loft looked as if a cyclone had hit it…but that wasn’t even the half of it since the debris scattered across the expanse of the loft seemed to be valentine tokens. “What the @#%$ are you doing here?” Brian barked from across the room where he sat upon the couch dressed only in a pair of jeans and nothing else. Michael just ignored Brian as he continued to make his way into the wrecked place…a small smirk playing across plush lips. “What’s this?” he asked…holding up the remnants of what appeared to be a stuff toy animal. By looking at it he thought that it might have been a bear…or a dog even…but it was almost impossible to tell by the many cuts and slits found all over what was left of it. “Looks like a stuff animal of sorts” “I was using it to try out my new Swiss army knife” was Brian’s plain response as he laid his feet across the coffee table before him…still not looking at him. Next he came upon red rose petals strewn all over the floor…their empty stems tossed haphazardly across the room. “Red roses…” he sighed…his smile widening even more as he bent down and picked a petal up off of the floor…bringing it to his nose as he inhaled the beautiful scent. “Those were sent to me by a secret admirer” Brian lied…not even bothering to explain why they were scattered all over the floor. “Champaign” Michael continued with his search…picking up the empty bottle. “Expensive Champaign” he said…dragging his finger around the ridge of the bottle before bringing it to his lips for a taste. “Empty Champaign” was Brian’s not so witty retort as he downed the rest of the glass held in his hand before placing it upside down on the coffee table by his feet. Try as he might Michael could not control the smile that was quickly covering his face as he walked over to where Brian continued to sit upon the couch a full pout upon his lips. “OMG…these are my favorite chocolates” he rushed out…drool forming at his mouth as he opened the box and found it void of its content. “Empty…” “Yeah…they made great projectile missiles” he interjected…pointing towards the wall covered with chocolate and chocolate smudges. “So worth every penny that I spent on them” he leered at Michael who couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of the huge mess. “Man…your cleaning lady is going to kill you” Michael giggled…finally pulling his eyes away from the wall. “Well you certainly went to a lot of trouble didn’t you?” he said making his way across the living room…turning on the stereo before hitting the play button for the Cd player. “Dance with me” he directed towards the child like man still sitting on the couch with a full frown upon his handsome face. “What…no” Brian spoke nastily…crossing his arms over his chest as if to prove that he was not going to do as he was asked…despite the fact that he wanted nothing more then to hold Michael within his arms. “Come on you big baby…Dance with me” Michael persisted…grabbing onto one of Brian’s hands with his good hand as he jerked him out of his seating position. The smile that had been plaguing his face from the moment he entered the loft grew even more…or at least till Brian grabbed onto his broken hand causing him to cry out in extreme pain. “@#%$ Mikey…does it hurt?” Brian asked full of concern as he cradled the injured hand as tenderly as possible in his own hand. “A little” the smaller man confessed…forgetting all about the pain as Brian leaned down and placed a soft and sweet kiss upon each one of his swollen digits. “But it’s starting to feel a whole lot better now” he sighed…allowing Brian to lay his painful hand across his broad chest before pulling him closely into his body. Without hesitation he laid his cheek against the other side of his chest…his good hand wrapping its way around the back of Brian’s head as he ran his fingers through the softness of his hair. He felt one of Brian’s arms snake its way around his waist pulling him even closer against his body as they began to sway to the soft sounds echoing around them. For long moments in time the two of them continued with their dance of togetherness…until the need for more overcame them. As if on instinct two sets of eyes locked…mouths inched together until the space between them had vanished. It started out as a slow kiss of building need until outright want over took them as mouths and tongues gnashed in complete and utter abandon. It was a kiss of the same…a kiss of remembrance…and yet at the same time it was a kiss of pure newness that had each man reeling from the intentions of it all. “Brian…” Michael breathed almost breathlessly once they had finally pried kiss-swollen lips apart. Brian had never before heard such needful lust coming from his friend in all the times that he had kissed him before. He hated to admit it…but the wanton lust from just hearing Michael murmur his name that way had sent the blood racing towards his nether regions. Mentally he tried to convince himself that he didn’t want to do what he was sure they were about to do…but quickly his heart outwitted his mind as he once again kissed his Mikey tenderly upon his lips before taking his uninjured hand into his own and began to lead him towards his bedroom. No words were spoken as they stood face to face before the bed that he had @#%$ too many a trick upon. Small yet fearful breaths emitted from their lips as deep hazel eyes stared need fully into dark chocolate depths filled with just as much needed want. “Michael…are you sure” Brian hated to speak…but he had to make sure that they weren’t rushing into a place that each had silently vowed to never enter before. “I’m sure Brian” he assured with a gentle smile that melted Brian’s heart into a puddle of pure gooey love. “If your sure” “Oh I am sure” he gushed out hurriedly…blushing like mad in his haste. “I have never been more sure of anything in my lifetime” he spoke a bit slower…truthfully as he licked his lips in preparation of tasting Michael’s own once again. Slowly they came together in a scene so frustratingly familiar and yet at the same time so frighteningly new. Over and over their tongues explored and tasted of moist and heated flesh that soon had bodies moist and heated as well. With slow and determined measures…after breaking their wondrous kiss Brian began to unclothe Michael piece my piece. He had seen Michael naked before…several hundreds of times in face…but that night never in the way that he had before. His breath caught in his throat as his normal pale and beautiful skin seemed to carry a pre-lovemaking glow. “When did you get this beautiful?” Brian asked in awe as he tenderly ran his hand along the sculpted curves of Michael’s stomach. “I’ve always been this beautiful” Michael giggled…a faint blush twinging his grinning cheeks. “You just never took the time to notice before” “Well I notice now Michael and I promise to keep noticing from now on” Brian spoke carefully…lacing his fingers behind Michael’s head as he gazed once again into eyes he got lost in each and every time that he looked into them. “Brian…you don’t have to…” “I love you Michael” he cut him off…pulling his eyes away from his stunned ones for the briefest of seconds in an attempt to collect himself because he himself could not believe that he had finally said the words. It wasn’t moonlight and roses…and it sure as hell wasn’t the way that he had planned to tell the love of his life just how much he meant to him…but it had been said and as much as it scared him to death…he was ecstatic that the words had finally escaped his lips. “I know that it’s twenty years too late…but they are as true today and they were the first time I longed to say them to you so long ago” he continued to speak…fearless now that the words had been uttered. “I love you Michael and I am dying to make love to you…if you’ll let me” No words were spoken and in truth none were needed as Michael wiped away the tears of utter happiness that had flowed from his eyes at finally hearing the words he had been dying to hear for such a long time. With a smile and a simple kiss he crawled across the comforter…laying on his back and he waited to Brian to make the next move. He didn’t have to wait long as Brian practically ripped off his clothes in record timing before jumping on the bed beside the man he was about to make sweet love to. “@#%$…Mikey maybe we should wait” he groaned when a sharp grimace of pain flashed across Michael’s face as he leaned over to kiss him. “You just broke your hand today and…” “No more waiting Brian…make love to me now” he moaned as he reached out towards his soon to be lover…pulling his head forward in dire need to be kissed once again. Brian didn’t hesitate as he gave Michael what he craved most…exploring every nook and cranny of a mouth that he knew he would never tire of tasting. Tongues jumped and danced together in glorious abandon that soon had them panting need fully for more…so much more. He tried to control it…but he could not as a groan of dissatisfaction roared over his swollen lips once Brian had ended their shared lip lock. However…it was quickly replaced with cries of pure jubilance as those same lips nipped and kissed their way down his neck…across his chest…where he captured a hard and pointy nub. Brian knew that Michael liked to have his nipples sucked…knew that he liked to have then taunted and teased until they were painful and sore and that was just what he planned to do. On countless occasions he had been forced to listen to him go on and on about the talented tongue of the good Doctor…well as he continued to nip playfully at the tender place he vowed to make Michael forget all about Dr Dave and that talented tongue of his. He could feel Michael getting hard as he continued to not only devour…suckle and nip not only one…but both nipples until they were red and inflamed from his touch. “You like that don’t you” he teased lightly against his ear as he completely straddled his lover’s narrow hips before lying fully across his body fully. “Yes…Yes…” Michael panted…his dick so hard from Brian’s ministrations that he knew that he was not going to last long. “Brian…I’m so close” he rushed out fully embarrassed as a red blush flashed across his already flushed face. “I am so sorry…so sorry” he continued with his apologies when Brian began to gyrate his hips upwards against his own. “Me too Mikey…me too” Brian countered truthfully…his own blush raging across his face for never in all his years of @#%$ had he lost control of his dick so quickly. “I’m sorry Mikey” he cried out until the only sounds within the room besides their labored breathing were the soft sounds of skin sliding over skin as they began to dry hump each other in needful earnest. Unable to control himself any longer and in truth not caring Brain quickly wrapped his arms around Michael’s shoulders and he began to thrust and wiggle up and down…back and forth until the two were a moaning groaning verbal machine. With simple measures he leaned down and kissed the man squirming with just as much vigor below him…as he practically shoved his tongue down his throat. Lips continued to mesh in ultimate fusion while hands and bodies continued their pursuit as well. Both were close as the grind that they were doing began to increase dramatically until they could hold back no more. With cries of heightened passion they each gave into their orgasms…their seed mixing together as they lost what was left of their inhibitions. For minutes afterwards the two of them just laid there as each tried to come to terms with what had just transpired between the two of them. Confusion…relief…utter happiness and our right fear were just a few of the emotions racing like mad throughout their sated bodies. Yet…only one real emotion over rode all the others…the feeling of pure and complete fulfillment. They were together…together in the sense that they should have been so many years before hand and yet neither felt any remorse for the over drawn wait. “So…what do we do now?” Michael asked…breaking the silence of the room around them. With tender motions Brian leaned over onto his side as he began to stroke his hand down the sculptured mass of muscles covering Michael’s still heaving chest. “Vermont…” was his cryptic reply as he leaned down with a grin and kissed his frowning Mikey’s lips. “Vermont…” Michael repeated as he looked after his lover as he slid off of the bed towards the bathroom. He had no idea what that word meant…but as he repeated it over and over it quickly became crystal clear. “Holy @#%$…Vermont” he shouted as he raced off of the bed…ignoring the sharp pains that raced up his arm in his haste. “Do you mean it?” he asked breathlessly as he rushed into the waiting arms of the man that he loved with his complete being. “Really…Vermont” he gushed on…jumping up and down with giddy anticipation. “Well that is if you can tear yourself away for a few days and…” “@#%$…give me five minutes and we can go” He cut Brian off as he kissed him quickly before racing off back towards the bedroom. Within seconds he returned…his cast wrapped in plastic as he turned on the shower…pulling Brian in behind him as the spray from the nozzle blasted over their sticky bodies. “I think that this is going to take more then five minutes” Brian teased as he soaped up his hands and began to was the dry spunk off of his best friend and soon to be husbands body. “But it doesn’t matter because we have the rest of our lives Mikey to do what ever we want” he smiled…tears misting his eyes as he gazed into the tearful chocolate depths of the only man who he would call soul mate. “The rest of our lives” Michael repeated as he allowed Brian to pull him tauntly against his body. “I love you so much Brian” “I love you more then you can ever know Mikey” Brian countered…resting his chin upon the top of Michael’s head. “More then you can ever know” he repeated…his own tears blazing down his face as he allowed the unwavering happiness that he had always held at bay to consume him. 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 Re: Broken Valentine QAF/Brian-Michael Slash/R
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God Stormy!  That was fantastic! OMG you had me crying, I've never seen the American version of QAF but I guessed who was who from the UK version, V good by the way, and I absolutely loved this one! I was in stitches when you wrote Vermont, I was like OMG married! Aw that's so amazing! I'm rather sick of Bush and his stupid laws about same sex marriages! I'm going off to Rant and Rage now. Hugs Becca x <a href="http://pub58.ezboard.com/broswellianheaven"><img src="http://http://pub137.ezboard.com/froswellianloyalistsfrm32" border="0"></a>
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