Oh oh vamphile has posted Chapter Two of Blue Ecstasy and it has the best strong!Justin ever in the history of ever.

Brian pulled him forward and kissed him. “My bed. Now.”

Justin nodded. “I’m drunk, and, as I think I’ve mentioned, exhausted, so I’ll let it go, but I’m not much for being ordered around like a puppy.”

Strong!Justin how I love thee. How I love vamphile for giving you to me with a nipple ring and tighty whities and a strong desire to be fucked by Brian Kinney without being fucked over by Brian Kinney.

By the time he’d reached the loft he’d built up enough steam to have an argument that would be an excellent precursor to some really rough, angry sex, in which he could have the opportunity to prove who was really in control here.

He opened the door ready to roust the sleeping blond from his bed. The bed he owned ALL of, not just one side. both sides were his thank you very much. He was about to say something when Justin slid past him. “Hi, you’re home early. I used your shower, hope you don’t mind. Bye, I’m late for work.”

“Stop.”

Justin turned. “Didn’t I tell you about that whole, ordering me around like a puppy thing last night? Did I dream that?”

Brian pinched the bridge of his nose. “Come inside.”

Justin headed towards the elevator. “Can’t. Late. Bye.”

I want to follow cop!Justin around all day and tell him how I adore him. I want to watch him being a go go boy and know that he's really a cop. I want to see Brian put money in his pants and know he's really a cop. I want to see him kick Brian out of the loft like a trick whose hour is over and have it take five minutes before Brian notices because Brian is so fucked. I want vamphile to write this story forever and ever and never stop, ever.

Blue Ecstasy, Chapter Two