He brought his arms up and wrapped them around my waist, and put his face on my stomach. We’d never been very good at keeping our hands off each other for any length of time. Even when you could almost see the anger like red electricity between us, even when I thought if he touched me it would break my heart, we always ended up like this.

GUH! Not sex GUH but Emotional GUH. But GUH all the same. Because really, if they lose that, then how the hell will any of it work. and it’s so beautifully expressed, because of the love and respect you have for these men. I just can’t say enough. I’m trying, but you know, it’s kind of leaving me a little speechless.

I decided not to mention the general lesbianic-ness of my sitting on his lap a few minutes before. “So, we’re not my parents. Or your parents.”

hehe, I love the whole riff on his sitting on Brian’s lap because he really DOESN’T do that, but yeah, now, Justin, would be a bad time to mention that you ARE doing it.

I took a deep breath. “I think we need to add a section about you not lashing out at me when you feel cornered.”

wow, hell yeah they do. I loved how Brian lashed out. Well, not loved as in “go Brian, do it again!” but found it brilliant and canonical and pitch perfect for Brian. and I think it’s also pitch perfect for Justin to call him on it eventually, when things are calmer. To say “don’t fucking do that again” because he’s right… he doesn’t deserve that and he shouldn’t have to put up with it.

I let Brian tell me what he wanted to tell me, the way he could tell me: That he loved me, that he was sorry, that he wanted me. I heard every word. I took him upstairs, and lay under him, and let him fill me with his tongue and his cock and his come, and curved myself up under him, so I could kiss him while I came.

I fell asleep with him inside me. I woke up with his leg thrown over mine, and his breath in my face. And I knew what he meant by that, too.

And this made me cry, but in a PLAW because the times they have REAL trouble is when Justin CAN’T hear that anymore. so as long as Brian can still say it, in his very special way, and Justin can still hear it…they’ll be fine, more than fine, they’ll be THE LOVE.