Del Rion (del_rion) wrote,
Del Rion

Briefly Yours: Shoot

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Story Info

Title: Briefly Yours
Author: Del Rion (delrion.mail (at)
Fandom: Queer as Folk
Era: 2000-2005
Genre: Drama, angst
Rating: M / FRM
Summary: Snippets reflecting the events of the show, during the five seasons. Short glimpses of love and life on Liberty Avenue.
Warnings: Slash, language, references to violence, death, drug abuse, underage sex, drunkenness, and attempted rape.
Disclaimer: The characters, original story, and the places belong to Showtime and the makers of the series. No harm intended; no profit made. I’m just borrowing.
Beta: Mythra (mythras_fire)

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“Just shoot.”

“I’m not ready.”

“Oh, for Christ’s sake! Stop fondling the shaft, aim, and do it.”

“I’ll shoot when I’m ready,” Justin states vehemently, his eyes never rising to meet Brian’s intense gaze.

With an annoyed look, Brian places his fingers around his own slender pool cue, gripping it with a strength that looks painful. “Fine,” he says back, shifting his hips back a little.

“Not everyone can be as quick as you, Brian,” Emmett notes.

“No talking from the peanut gallery,” the brunette bites back, his brown eyes returning to Justin’s form. “Come on. You know you can’t beat me anyway,” he smirks, confident as always.

“Oh?” Justin raises an eyebrow, a smile playing on his lips. Then he focuses his attention back at the pool table beside him, leans a bit forward, and takes his shot. Balls knock against each other, the previously tight group splitting over the green area, two of them actually sinking into dark holes on the edges. “Ha!” Justin hoots, circling the table with light steps to get another shot.

Subtly, Brian steps closer, and just as the blond is about to make his next move, Brian lifts his cue to rest firmly between Justin’s wide-spread legs. The teen yelps, and completely misses his intended aim.

Angry eyes turn to Brian in a nanosecond. “You cheat!”

“You love it when I cheat,” Brian says with a low voice, taking a step towards Justin, tossing his cue on the pool table. Justin’s follows suit, and the confused blond is drawn into his arms and a deep kiss.

There is coughing, laughter, and yelling beside them, but those sounds vanish from the minds of the duo as they kiss deeper, tongues playing. By the time Brian draws back, he has Justin sitting on the edge of the pool table, breathless and flushed.

“You’re just afraid I’m gonna win,” Justin murmurs, not looking like he actually cares about the interruption anymore.

“Not as long as I know how to play the game,” Brian argues, then tilts his head to the side and dives in for another kiss, making Justin yelp in delight.

The End

Story Info...
Tags: character: brian kinney, character: justin taylor, fandom: queer as folk

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