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curt/brian, fic, lorielen, velvet goldmine

FIC: Momentary seizure of love, C/B, M.
Curt/Brian schmoop. Yeah, not exactly surprising, I know ;]

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EDIT: My Curt/Brian claim for the 1sentence challenge was accepted!! *does little victory dance*

Title: Momentary seizure of love (this wooing is what I'm wanting)
Author: lorielen
Pairing: Curt/Brian
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Todd Haynes', I don't own but my silly daydreams.
Word count: 407. I think that'd be a snippet? *unsure*

Thanks to xr8fordgirl for reading this through and feeding my C/B obsession *squishes*

Momentary seizure of love

"How do I look?"

Curt let his gaze lick the sensuous body of his lover from head to the tips of his platform boots. Brian's shimmering beauty stole his breath and ability to speak.

"...Curt?"

Brian sounded faintly amused, one corner of his mouth twitched up. His coquettish mannerisms left Curt floored. He finally found enough of his voice to murmur,

"I want to go down on you."

"Now?"

Brian grinned, clearly flattered. He was so pretty in his little bouts of vanity, Curt couldn't help indulging him. He got to his feet, coming to stand within arms reach from his lover. Every cell on his body wanted to gravitate towards Brian until they entwined into one, as it ever should be. Curt's voice was raspy.

"Yeah. Mess that hair a little."

He extended a hand to touch the styled bluish strands, but Brian dodged his touch. His tone was gentle but final.

"Unkempt is your look, love. Besides, we're late."

"Never thought I'd see the day when Brian Slade turns down sex."

"Hush, bitterness will make you wrinkly."

Before Curt could retort, Brian pressed lips quick and firmly against his, drawing his tongue to tease his bottom lip as he pulled back with a small smile.

"I'll make it up to you when we get back."

Curt just stared at him, the proximity making his nerve ends stir. The sweet promise on Brian's features and the desire tell-tale of his teeth sinking in that lush lower lip. Curt swallowed. He knew he'd meet no resistance if he were to cup his lover’s head and kiss him ablaze, but then there'd be frenzied fornication and at the end of it Brian's eyes would accuse him for the delay, the side-tracking, his indomitable impulsiveness and all that other crap about priorities and aims.

And then Curt was suddenly discouraged and had to look away.

"What, no particular demands?"

Curt shrugged, caught in the effort of silencing his dark thoughts, and said half-heartedly.

"I want to be surprised."

It was then that unsuspecting Curt Wild found himself loaded with an armful of dolled-up, massively horny Brian Slade who plastered his mouth over Curt's, muffling his moan and practically inhaling him.

Curt smiled broadly, his thumb caressed Brian's arse as he began to move towards the couch.

"Screw late, huh?" Brian perked up, eyes bright with the imminence of a pun, but Curt was faster, "and me too, of course."

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*cross-posted everywhere: briancurt, pointed_epigram, velvet_goldmine, wolf_spacequeen