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Curt/Brian drabbles
Reposting, because I didn't have these on my journal. All drabbles, all Curt/Brian :)

Title: Antics
Pairing: Curt/Brian
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Todd Haynes’, even though I’d treat them much better.
Word count: 115

Brian and Curt often embarrassed the entourage with discussions that unfolded into bets with oral sex as payment. The entire affair would, of course, be conducted in public, loudly and rather graphically.

Brian was a pitiful loser, and damn easy to tease into all manner of stupid bets. Curt took advantage of his lover's easily scratched ego, but he had his own soft spots: Brian's pouting would often dissuade him from claiming his rightful prize. To Curt's credit, let it be said that Brian was very skilled in wielding his bottom lip to persuasive ends. It should also be registered that neither involved part ever complained; it'd seem that the make-up sex was quite satisfactory.

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Title: Of how blue came to be Curt’s favourite colour
Pairing: Curt/Brian
Rating: M
Disclaimer: Todd Haynes’, even though I’d treat them much better.
Word count: 235

Once, Brian had asked him what did he need. At the time, it had occurred to Curt that it might be good to try to impress his possible new manager and producer. He had, however, happened to look straight at Brian, that shiny and beautiful creature who'd popped into his life with a barely restrained smile and an outstretched helping hand. He'd looked into Brian's baby blues and told him "I need you" in about as many words. Little had he known then.

It'd been inevitable for the pair of them to fuck, it really had. What caught Curt unprepared was the beat his heart skipped when Brian first held up his legs, opening and offering and inviting and moaning heatedly about how he needed Curt, needed him so fucking much.

Later that night, as Curt enthusiastically sucked Brian to his third orgasm, he learned that that was a fantasy his glittery new lover had been cumming to for the past two years. They'd stolen a few days by the seaside to get to know each other's past, dreams and ambitions, erogenous zones and favourite foods.

Curt had always known himself to be a cuddler and never did think much of it. When Brian had asked playfully, he'd found himself once more unable to flourish his motives. He said simply, "I just don’t think I want to breathe if I'm not smelling your skin, baby."

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*both were cross-posted to velvet_goldmine and wolf_spacequeen

Title: Memories
Author: lorielen
Pairing: Curt/Brian
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: Todd Haynes’, even though I’d treat them much better.
Author notes: Written for prompt 001: memories at velvet100
Word count: 120

Curt never has nightmares, because Brian’s heartbeat is regular and soothing. However, there are times he is snatched from consciousness into the pit of when his pain was the sum of all he had and was. Hardship has eventually made him though, but once all he wanted was to get away, just fucking far away.

He reckons he can’t be completely pissed at life, though, because it did give him Brian. Brian lets him cuddle, and he is soft in all the right places, delicately pale against one’s black fingernails. Brian is the promise of a present and future of pure ecstasy, so Curt nuzzles the back of his blue-haired lover’s neck until all that is rotten inside him evaporates.

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*cross-posted to velvet100, velvet_goldmine, wolf_spacequeen