InsaneJournal

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You’re not entirely sure how you got there, your face pressed up against the cool brick outside Babylon. You just know that a moment ago you were arguing with Brian, and the next he had you ass wedged against his groin against the wall.

Oh god, how you want it. Just one more night with Brian. The rational part of you tells you that one more fuck won’t change the rift between you. The other part, the part that loves Brian Kinney desperately, tells you that what you have can be salvaged.

You make a vain attempt to struggle against Brian’s hold, your wrists seemingly even smaller under his hands.

“Brian, fuck.” You curse as you grow hard when Brian rolls his hips against your ass. Suddenly you freeze. It isn’t a game anymore, it isn’t a playful back and forth leading to a fuck in the backroom. He’s testing you, pushing your boundaries just like he did before he told you he knew you were fucking around on him.

Closing your eyes as your heart lurches in your chest, you pull in a breath before you give a hard tug to free yourself and force yourself to say as hard as you can, “Get off me, Brian.”

Turning you can see Brian rolling his lips into his mouth like he does when he’s thoughtful. He nods once before he turns to the alley.

Leaving. Just like that. You deserve it of course, you know that now. You know a lot of things you didn’t know before. The most important, you know that your addictions have no boundaries.

fin.