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03 August 2007 @ 03:52 pm
"Justin's Baby" Chapter 4 - Brian/Justin  
I really will get these out faster from now on. Promise! :)

Title: Justin's Baby
Chapter 4
Pairing: Justin/Brian
Genre: Bad!fic, crack!fic - I dunno - take your pic - I don't really give a shit.
Rating: Mature
Warnings: God, where do I even begin? Sacrilege, demon worship, mPreg, bad language, drugged sex, bad!fic, crack!fic and mentions of the high cost of housing.
Summary: Based very loosely on Rosemary's Baby. Justin gets more than he bargained for when he moves into the apartment of his dreams.
Disclaimer: Don't own Cowlip or the boys and I'm not sure about the wherabouts of Bigfoot.

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Thanks go to fiercediva for the icon and poster. Thank you babe! *smooches*

A big BIG THANK YOU and lots of kisses go to my wonderful beta on this chapter, shadownyc!!!!

Chapter 1 - Justin follows a lead
Chapter 2 - Justin Moves In
Chapter 3 - Justin Meets Brian




Chapter 4

Justin kept staring at the door Brian had just vacated, as if the beautiful man would suddenly change his mind about leaving, barge back in, slam him up against the wall and ravish him right there, against the wet paint.

But that was ludicrous, because surely a man like Brian Kinney would never be interested in someone like him.

"I've just seen the face of God, and he's my landlord," Justin sighed, still staring at the door, a dazed and lust-addled look lingering within his eyes.

Images of him and Brian rolling around his floor covered in the same paint, stroking each other in a passion induced frenzy filled his mind for all of a few moments before he noticed the lasagna sitting atop the kitchen counter.

Food.

Food was a good way to get his mind off things that he couldn't have. Now the lasagna - that was something that he could have. And it wouldn't mock his naiveté.

Justin made his way to the kitchen, set the stove to 350 and waited till the little beeper went off, indicating that the stove was heated. It was then, while he was concentrating on the stove, that he noticed something.

Or a lack of something. The violin music, to be precise. It had stopped and he was finding himself missing it already.

Right as the beeper went off on the stove, a knock could be heard at the door. Those Brian-jumping-him-while-he-answered-the-door images came back full force and caused a tiny fluttering in his stomach. "Just a minute," he yelled out. He quickly placed the covered lasagna into the oven and slammed the door shut. Justin ran over to the door and pulled it open forcefully, a big smile plastered to his face.

But it wasn't Brian. It was a man, about the same age as himself, with curly dark hair and the darkest eyes he had ever seen.

"Hi," Justin smiled. "I thought you might be somebody else."

"Sorry," the man smiled. "I hope you're not too disappointed though," the man pouted, almost mockingly.

"No, I'm sorry," Justin chuckled. "I'm Justin, Justin Taylor," he said as he held his hand out.

"I'm the resident violinist..."

"Oh! Ian!" Justin exclaimed. "You play beautifully. I was wondering why you stopped."

"Ian," the man sighed. "It's Ethan. I see you've met Kinney," Ethan grimaced.

"Sorry...again," Justin winced. "And yeah, I did. I sorta ruined his...um...suit...thing."

Ethan raised one eyebrow and then laughed. "You ruined his suit?"

"I got paint on it," Justin said quietly.

Ethan threw his head back and laughed boisterously. "Now that is something I would have loved to have seen."

"You don't like Kinney much, do you?"

"Now what gave you that impression?" Ethan smiled. "So, can I come in?"

"Oh yeah! I just put dinner into the oven," Justin said as he pointed over to the kitchen. "Listen, there's more than enough for two people, would you like to...um...stay?" Justin finished off shyly. Although his new neighbor was nothing like Brian, he still liked the vibe Ethan was giving off and would like some company for the evening.

"With you?" Ethan asked in shock. "Oh, I'd hate it," Ethan said while shaking his head and scrunching his nose.

Justin took a minute to realize what Ethan had just said and then laughed. "Come on. You can help me set the table."

"So you go to the institute, right?" Ethan asked while Justin grabbed some dishes and the flatware.

"How fast does word get around here? Did Debbie tell you that?" Justin asked as he came back to the table. "Did she tell you my SAT scores too?"

"Um...no, I haven't seen Debbie today. I've seen you around. You hang out with that pianist, Roger. And that other guy."

"Billy. Yeah. You've seen me?" Justin asked.

"You're hard to miss," Ethan said under his breath. "Every time I see you, I become quite distracted. Completely throws me off."

"Sorry," Justin winced and with that, both young men laughed. "Oh! Candles!" Justin exclaimed and grabbed the candles, all of them varying sizes, and arranged them in the middle of the table. He lit the wick on the first one at the gas range and proceeded to light each candle after that.

"How cozy," Ethan smiled.

He wasn't so naive that he didn't know when someone was flirting with him. "Yeah, it is. The lasagna should be done soon."

"Is that Debbie's? God! I love anything she makes."

"Yeah. That was so sweet of her. So...um," Justin started just as Ethan was about to say something.

"I'm sorry, you go first," Ethan said.

"How did you afford a place here? I mean, no offense, but if you looked up 'starving art or music student' in the dictionary, I'm pretty sure our pictures would be there."

"I live with this guy," Ethan started.

"Your boyfriend?"

"God no! He's like ancient. I mean," Ethan leaned in to whisper, "I think he knew Mary Pickford on an intimate level." Ethan laughed.

"Who?"

"Never mind. Anyway, I take care of him. Make sure he gets to the doctor on time, make sure he gets enough to eat. You know," Ethan shrugged. "I live there rent free and I even get a little salary for my troubles. You?"

"I'm on scholarship which covers my living arrangements but not by much but I start a new job on Monday at the institute...to help pay for the rent here and give me some extra spending cash."

"Oh yeah? Who'll you be working for?"

"Bishop...I'll be his T.A. You know him?" Justin asked.

"Oh yeah! He's great." Just then, the two stopped when they could hear a muffled conversation in the hallway. "That's probably Kinney's trick for the night," Ethan said as he pointed toward the door.

"I didn't even know he went out yet," Justin shrugged, a knot forming in his stomach.

"He didn't. Probably ordered him in. The man gets tricks at his door like normal people get pizza delivered."

"You mean...like hustlers," Justin whispered.

"Kinney doesn't actually pay for it!" Ethan exclaimed. "He goes on-line. He just knows what to do."

No, Justin was pretty sure the man he met earlier never had to pay for it. "So he gets a new one every night?" The knot was steadily becoming bigger.

"Every night? What time is it? Try every hour," Ethan scoffed.

Justin swallowed. The knot was now one of the boy scout kinds. The kind that's fairly intricate and takes two people to loosen.

"So, he really does play around, huh?"

"His front door should be one of those revolving kinds."

"You don't like him very much, do you?"

"He gives us a bad name. I mean," Ethan continued as he circled around the table and came to stand in front of Justin, "He makes all gay men look like sexual predators, our only intent in our unrelenting promiscuous lives, to find a willing bed partner for the night...or at least for five minutes in a public restroom. I mean...come on! Not all of us are like that. Some of us want a little more. Someone to come home to. That one person," Ethan smiled at Justin. "You know what I mean, don't you?"

Justin stepped back. "Yeah," Justin smiled and then shrugged his shoulders. "At this point though, I'd settle for just finding someone to...never mind." Justin turned around and headed for the stove where he had just heard the timer go off.

Ethan smiled and followed Justin into the kitchen. "You're a virgin! Oh my God! That's so sweet," Ethan taunted.

"Ssssh," Justin spun on Ethan. "Don't say that so loud around here. The fire alarm would probably go off. Yes, I am. I never had the chance...that is...so, you into Tomb Raider?" Justin asked, trying to steer the conversation on to other things.

"Oh don't change the subject on me," Ethan started and then stopped when Justin pulled the lasagna out. "Oh that smells so...well...actually...it doesn't smell like her normal lasagna. Where was I?" Ethan asked while scrunching his nose in distaste.

"What is it?" Justin asked hoping this was his cue to end the current topic.

"It just doesn't smell...anyway," Ethan started and then stopped when they heard another sound. A very loud sound coming from the apartment across the way.

A series of very loud sounds. Sounds like moans and cries.

"Oh my God," Justin started.

"You get used to it," Ethan droned. "Of course, it's much louder up here."

"Oh my God!!!! What are you doing with your tongue?!"

"That guy is yelling really loud," Justin said wistfully. The knot was no longer a boy scout knot. It was a sailor knot. You know the kind. The one's made by one of those old sailors, the kind that would never come undone.

Another series of cries and moans were heard.

And then the banging started. Justin could feel the vibration on the walls, right into the soles of his bare feet.

"Banging against the headboard?" Justin asked Ethan.

"You got it. Kinney is pretty literal when he says 'he'll fuck you through the mattress.'"

The knot was now one of those kinds made by a Navy Seal. A big Navy Seal. One who got straight A's in knot making.

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!!!!! Don't stop!!!! Eeeeeeoooooohhhhhh!!!!!"

"Fuck!" Justin said. "What kind of sound was that?"

"Yeah," Ethan said as he put the lasagna on the table and served up two pieces, one for each of them. "Sounds painful if you ask me."

A sound could be heard out in the hallway. It sounded like the opening of a door -- opening and closing and then running footsteps. "What the?" Justin said.

"He's done. After Kinney's done with them, they don't get to stay too long."

"But they just finished."

Justin ran to the door, flung it open and saw Brian standing there in nothing but a pair of jeans, the top button popped open, a shirt in his hand. "Hey asshole. Your shirt!" Brian said as he held a shiny blue looking thing in his hand. The trick came running back to the doorway and grabbed the shirt. "Take this thing. I'm allergic to polyester."

The man laughed. "That wasn't a joke," Brian sneered, "Although that blow job was. Fuck off." The man took off running down the hallway again. Brian turned from the direction of the retreating man and looked directly at Justin. "Hey Sunshine. Did I just offend your delicate sensibilities?"

"No," Justin said defiantly. Oh, good comeback Taylor. "Actually, I'm entertaining a man in my apartment right now."

"Really," Brian said as one eyebrow lifted. "Well, I just have to see this," Brian said as he strode toward Justin's apartment and swung the door open, only to see Ethan sitting at the table, a plate of lasagna in front of him.

"Now would you lie to me? I thought you said you had a man in your apartment?" Brian asked mockingly.

"That was so funny Kinney, I forgot to laugh," Ethan responded.

"Very witty comeback. Please let's stop before we regress to 'I know you are but what am I?'"

"Jesus Brian," Justin scoffed. "You can't come in here and insult my company."

"It's not company. It's Ian," Brian pointed out.

"Well, if I want Ian...I mean Ethan," Justin corrected, "To eat dinner with me...why am I even arguing with you about this?! God Brian! I saw that guy running out of your apartment, do you even let them finish getting dressed before you throw them out? The guy left skid marks down the hallway."

"I let him put his pants back on," Brian said indignantly while he strolled over to Ethan. "Should you really be eating that Ian? I mean, it is fattening and you are getting rather thick in the middle," Brian finished and poked the young man in the side.

Ethan jumped and looked incredulously at Brian. "God Kinney! Were you put on this earth to make my life miserable?"

"You'd be surprised," Brian droned. "Well, this has been...fun...no, wait...it hasn't," Brian said as he clapped his hands together. "Watching the paint dry on that wall would be more fun than watching the two of you have your sweet little romantic dinner. Ta ta boys. And don't do anything I wouldn't do." Brian then stopped and rounded on Justin again. "Of course, you probably will, because I would never do anything Ian would do," Brian laughed.

"Bye Brian," Justin waved and watched as the man left his apartment. Justin sighed and leaned against the door. "Well, that was incredibly awkward. Let's eat, okay?' Justin said with a smile. Now he really needed to put his landlord out of his mind. His beautiful and incredibly sexy landlord, with his bare chest and tight Levi jeans and...

Lasagna. Must eat the lasagna.

"I don't let him get to me," Ethan said and winked at Justin as he sat down to eat, picking up the fork to take the first bite.



"Debbie! We have a fucking problem!" Brian said as he barged into Debbie's apartment.

"Well, hello Brian, nice to see you too," Vic said.

"Hey Vic. Debbie!" Brian screamed again.

"What the fuck has gotten up your ass?" Debbie said as she came out of the kitchen, using a dish towel to dry her hands.

Brian faced Debbie with one his most dangerous looks. Just then his cell phone rang. "What the fuck now!" Brian growled as he answered the phone. "What?...Who the fuck is this?...Bill! Bill!...Listen to me. I am not going to fuck with Jobs! Fuck you!...No, I will not cause a really big earthquake to hit Silicon Valley...Bill! Fucking calm down...Well, maybe you should have thought of that before...I'm sorry but Jobs just has a superior product to yours...not my fault asshole." Brian clicked his phone off angrily. "I swear. They sign a contract and they think I'm at their beck and call 24/7. Besides, Jobs is under my protection too."

"Brian," Debbie started. Vic came to stand at his sister's side. He had never seen Brian this angry before.

"That violinist fuck is about to eat the lasagna," Brian yelled.

Debbie smiled and patted the side of Brian's face. "Oh Brian, would I let you down? Don't worry. I added something to it so only Sunshine can eat it. Anyone else, well, let's just say they won't be able to stomach it."



"Fuck! That's foul!" Ethan said after he took a bite and jumped out of the chair. "Shit!" Ethan ran to the sink and started coughing the offending pasta back up. He pulled a glass out of the cupboard and started gulping down the glassful of water. "Oh God! What the fuck did Debbie do wrong?" Ethan looked over at Justin and noticed Justin had already gone through half of his piece. "How can you eat that shit?"

"Nubbing wronb herb," Justin said around a mouthful. Justin watched in silence as Ethan drank another glass of water. He couldn't understand what was up. Justin had never tasted anything so wonderful in all his life. He couldn't seem to put it down and yet here was Ethan, offering evidence to the contrary. Justin swallowed and looked up at Ethan. "Tastes fine to me."

"Maybe I just bit into a bad sausage," Ethan winced. He sat down at the table again and cut off a small piece this time and took another bite warily. Ethan covered his mouth and went to the sink. "I'm sorry. And God! Now the smell is really noticeable. I gotta go. I'm sorry," Ethan said apologetically as he watched Justin eat another bite.

"Okay, yeah," Justin said as Ethan raced out the door. Justin sighed and looked at his partially eaten piece. Part of his appetite was now gone what with Brian and now Ethan leaving him. He picked up the fork and crammed another piece in.

Nope, appetite was still there.



"So, Ethan trying to move into your territory?" Vic asked jokingly.

"You think I'm worried about him?" Brian scoffed.

"Well, come on Brian. Justin's not some trick. Maybe the kid wants a little romance," Debbie said. "I mean, what could it hurt, right?"

"I don't do romance," Brian reiterated. Having seen the fiddler in Justin's apartment had also not been part of the plan, but there he was. And Brian was certainly not going to acknowledge that tiny knot that had formed in his stomach at the sight of him there either.

"Well, Ethan does. You might have some healthy competition on your hands Brian," Debbie said seriously as she pointed to Brian.

Brian didn't do romance, but he did know how to get rid of the competition.

He knew how to do that all too well and with that, Brian smiled.

He never liked Ian anyway.



Justin looked down at the lasagna pan. He couldn't believe he had eaten the whole thing. Not only had he eaten his piece, but Ethan's discarded piece and the rest that was sitting in the pan. "Oh God. This is what I've become. Substituting food for sex. If I don't get laid soon, I'll become one of those shut-ins."

A knock on the door broke him out of his glutinous misery. "Coming! I'm getting up," Justin said, trying to ease himself from the chair. "I'm rolling to the door," Justin yelled to the person on the other side of the entryway. Justin flung open the door and stood face to face with Brian.

Three times in one night. It was too much for him to handle. "Well, I'll be damned."

"Not yet twat," Brian said as he made his way into the apartment.

"Brian! Come to taunt Ethan some more. As you can see, he's not here," Justin said as he waved his arm over to the kitchen area.

"Couldn't hold his marinara?" Brian mocked.

"You could say that," Justin chuckled. Justin needed to stay in control here. He was tired of being the shy, quaking virgin in this burgeoning relationship. Whatever Brian would say, he would be smooth.

Smooth, like velvet. Velvet on a baby's butt. He could do this.

"You missed some sauce," Brian said and leaned over and licked a spot on Justin's clavicle.

Justin swallowed.

"And another one here," Brian whispered as he leaned over and swiped his tongue across Justin's upper lip. Justin refused to acknowledge that feeling that encased his entire body as Brian made contact with his body with his tongue. "Mmmm, Justin-flavored," Brian leered. "Later."

"L-l-l-l-ater," Justin stuttered.

Smooth. Very smooth.

Justin watched as Brian walked out the door. After closing it behind him for the umpteenth time that night, Justin leaned against the door and sighed. He would have to be very careful around Mr. Kinney.

Very careful.

Justin ran his tongue over his upper lip, following the same path Brian had taken earlier with his own tongue. That man would surely be the death of him!


TBC



Feedback is welcome and adored. :)

 
 
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singlewoman: B/J kiss by paddiessinglewoman on August 4th, 2007 12:01 am (UTC)
Poor Justin, he doesn't know how prophetic his words will be! And Ian is still making Brian's life miserable. Wonder what Brian has in store for him? It won't be pretty, I'm sure. And Deb's lasagna? LMAO.

I can't wait to read the next chapter, I love your stories.
Maria: Justin's Babyslave_o_spike on August 4th, 2007 04:27 pm (UTC)
Prophetic!Justin. LOL! Oh yeah. Had to throw in the lasagna and it will not be pretty for Ian...Ethan, I mean. Devil!Brian has me doing it to!

Thank you!!!! Next chapter will be sooner than this one. :)
J'rais.....?: Brian and Justin kissherewego15 on August 4th, 2007 12:01 am (UTC)
You updated!!!!!!!!!!
& you brought in Ethan!
& you made Justin roll to the door (HEHE);P


This is so good!
Maria: mPreg Justin 2slave_o_spike on August 4th, 2007 04:29 pm (UTC)
He ate the whole friggin thing! This may be crackfic, but I need to still keep it somewhat realistic so yeah, he 'rolled' to the door. LOL! :P

Ethan will stick around for a little while.

He he he he

Thanks!!!!
my2cats: beautiful devilmy2cats on August 4th, 2007 12:22 am (UTC)
You updated...YEAH

I hope whatever Brian has in store for Ian will be slow and painful,LOL

So,Brian feels a little knot in his stomach...could that be jealousy?LOL

Can't wait for the next chapter!


Maria: Justin's Babyslave_o_spike on August 4th, 2007 04:30 pm (UTC)
I LOVE your icon. Very apropos!

Slow and painful, huh? You people are evil!!!! LOL!

He's got the same knots as Justin...oh yeah...

More to come soon. Thank you so much!!!!
shadownyc: paddies  - 311-tongue kiss close-upshadownyc on August 4th, 2007 12:24 am (UTC)
Poor Ethan...NOT!!! LOL

Brian licking Justin is definitely HOT...I want more...SOON!!!
Maria: mPreg Justin 2slave_o_spike on August 4th, 2007 04:31 pm (UTC)
*pets poor Ethan*

*kicks him while he's down cuz he's there*

LOL!

And oh yeah, let the licking commence! Mmmmmm....

More soon, I promise! And thank you again Shadow!!!! *kisses and hugs*
kristinvogue: 504 B/J Yummykristinvogue on August 4th, 2007 01:10 am (UTC)
I had a feeling that lasagna was not quite right. Funny chapter, I loved the Brian/ Ethan interaction and Justin was absolutly adorable - who wouldn't want him to carry their demon spawn?!?


"What?...Who the fuck is this?...Bill! Bill!...Listen to me. I am not going to fuck with Jobs! Fuck you!...No, I will not cause a really big earthquake to hit Silicon Valley...Bill! Fucking calm down...Well, maybe you should have thought of that before...I'm sorry but Jobs just has a superior product to yours...not my fault asshole." Brian clicked his phone off angrily. "I swear. They sign a contract and they think I'm at their beck and call 24/7. Besides, Jobs is under my protection too."

Bwahahaha, I'm an apple person so I love this :D
lady_erzulie on August 4th, 2007 01:51 am (UTC)
i didn't get that part. what was it from?
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Wicked Bitch Of The West: Brian Berriedvlredreign on August 4th, 2007 01:23 am (UTC)
Okay, all caught up...you are demented. Like insane. Like when Linda Blair's head spun around insane. Like Deliverance "SQUEAL!!" insane.

I like that about you. This story is whacked. I like that, too.

Am I going to hell? Will Brian be there?
Maria: Frodo doesn't live here anymoreslave_o_spike on August 4th, 2007 04:36 pm (UTC)
If I get a greater journal or insane journal account, I will go by the name, 'demented_queen.' Someone once suggested that. :)

And may I say 'Squeaaaaaallllll!' LOL!

I feel like Ned Beatty. Without the getting reamed in the ass part.

This story is whacked and will get more so soon. Promise. *smiles evilly*

We're ALL going to hell and yes, Brian will be there, along with his prince, Justin and their evil spawn.

Thanks Red!!!!
lady_erzulie on August 4th, 2007 01:49 am (UTC)
OMG Maria. Just OMG. Brian and Ian are crazy.

Now would you lie to me? I thought you said you had a man in your apartment?" Brian asked mockingly.

"That was so funny Kinney, I forgot to laugh," Ethan responded.

"Very witty comeback. Please let's stop before we regress to 'I know you are but what am I?'"


OMG that just killed me. You are so funny. It's not the regular funny. It's the good humour, kind of sarcastic and dark.

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!!!!! Don't stop!!!! Eeeeeeoooooohhhhhh!!!!!"

Brian would make people make animalistic sounds. He's just *that* good.

I love you Maria!!!
Maria: Justin's Babyslave_o_spike on August 5th, 2007 01:17 am (UTC)
Yes, they are crazy, aren't they? But then, they're in my story. :)

Brian is that good so we know anybody would be making strange noises like that.

Awwww, I love you too! Thank you!!!
sian265: cracksupsian265 on August 4th, 2007 02:14 am (UTC)
That chapter was great! Had me laughing, and I like that Jobs is under *B*'s protection, about time Apple got he upper hand "big grin"
Maria: mPreg Justin 1slave_o_spike on August 5th, 2007 01:19 am (UTC)
Yeah, BOTH the titans are there. LOL! I love my mac so you know where my love lies. :)

Thank you! Glad you're loving so much.
mdlawmdlaw on August 4th, 2007 03:07 am (UTC)
You're going to Hell. m :)
mdlawmdlaw on August 4th, 2007 03:09 am (UTC)
I'll be waiting at the bus stop for you.
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rosy5000: Brian Smilerosy5000 on August 4th, 2007 03:40 am (UTC)
LOL So much fun!

Love Justin's fantasies of him and Brian. ;)

And Ian! *grins* OMG... especially the lasagna making him sick. *evol cackles*

And Bill Gats calling Brian! hehehehe

*picks self up off floor* :D
Maria: Justin's Babyslave_o_spike on August 5th, 2007 01:23 am (UTC)
*dusts you off*

I love fantasies of Justin and Brian too! :)

Gates and Jobs had to have had divine intervention, I'm sorry. They just did.

Thank you!!!!
Chaos..panic..disorder...my work here is done.: bj crackficjillapet on August 4th, 2007 04:23 am (UTC)
"Well, I'll be damned."

"Not yet twat,"


Heheh. Sounds like me.
Maria: Golem and Spongebobslave_o_spike on August 5th, 2007 01:25 am (UTC)
Me too. :)

Thanks Pet! So are you going over to the dark side too? (Greatest Journal?)
anna_katarinaanna_katarina on August 4th, 2007 04:28 am (UTC)
Mmmmmmmmm Justin-flavored, very lovely picture. Justin rolling to the door cracked me up. Funny! Great writing here. You are really dragging it out... Tease! Justin needs some demon-lovin' now. (ok I need him to have some) ;)
Maria: mPreg Justin 1slave_o_spike on August 5th, 2007 01:26 am (UTC)
Oh yeah. I love Justin-flavored anything. :)

He'll get the demon loving soon, don't worry. We just have to get over some obstacles first. LOL.

And a tease I am. Thank you!!!!
Bluemchenkaffee: gale facebluemchenkaffee on August 4th, 2007 05:46 am (UTC)
Wonderful chapter! I think my smile will last the whole day long.
"I think he knew Mary Pickford on an intimate level." Ethan laughed.

"Who?"
Um, I've got the same question. :)

"Maybe I just bit into a bad sausage," Ethan winced.Sausages in lasagna? Sounds strange.

Can't wait for more!!!

Susanne





I really will get these out faster from now on. Promise! :)
I really will get these out faster from now on. Promise! :)
I really will get these out faster from now on. Promise! :)
Bluemchenkaffee: gale facebluemchenkaffee on August 4th, 2007 05:52 am (UTC)
I really will get these out faster from now on. Promise! :)
What has my computer done? I didn't want to quote that line. Stupid me!!
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bjgirlghbjgirlgh on August 4th, 2007 07:28 am (UTC)
wow brian is so hot here and ethan i hate him so much and u want to show that ethan is that person who will alarm justin about devil??or brian could kill him its better thanx
Maria: Justin's Babyslave_o_spike on August 5th, 2007 02:07 am (UTC)
I think it would be better too if Ethan just went away.

*whistles innocently*

More to come soon! Thank you!!!!
critic75critic75 on August 4th, 2007 10:52 am (UTC)
Well! Maria. You've gone and done it now. I really wasn't expecting it of you. In fact, I didn't think it was possible. But, you did it anyway. You've actually written a fiction with story and dialogue that just reinforced my opinion of your talent. I didn't think anything could possibly outdo the cannibal universe series, but you just did it. I'm in love all over again, and with "Justin's baby" no less. I could pick out bits and pieces to praise you for, from escalating knots to Bill's demands of the devil, but there are just too many to list. I kneel at your feet. Hmm, ready for another pedicure are we?
Maria: Justin's Babyslave_o_spike on August 5th, 2007 02:10 am (UTC)
You know, you are way too good for my ego. I swear. *hugs you*

And the pedicure sounds delightful dahling!!!! My pedicurist went to Idaho - why, I don't know!!!

Had to throw in Bill. They'll be LOTS of little cameos of people in this. No one will be spared my witty wrath. LOL!

Better than the cannibal verse? Cool. But I'm not jumping ship on that one. Never fear. Love you JJ! And thank you!!!!!