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switch842Title: Rocky Horror
Author: Switch
Pairing: Brian/Justin (US Queer as Folk)
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 980
Prompt: #26 - Corset
Table o' Smut
Summary: It's theme night at Babylon and Justin has a little surprise for Brian.
Disclaimer: I'm just playing. Please don't sue me. I have no money anyway.
Notes: Thanks tocherrygurl31 for the beta.
Rocky Horror Night. That’s what Babylon was promoting as their newest theme night. Needless to say, Emmett and Justin were all atwitter with excitement and planning. They had spent over a week scouring various second hand shops and costume stores all across Pittsburgh for everyone in their little family. Brian, however, was his usual blasé self. He really didn’t give two shits one way or another what they hell they did. As long as they didn’t try to get him in any sort of get-up, that is. Brian expected that Emmett would take on the role of the flamboyant Dr. Frank N. Furter for himself. Justin, he imagined would go for something more dramatic – perhaps the outrageous butler Riff Raff. It was the artist in him. Ben was the perfect Rocky with his bulging muscles. Ted, of course, would be the boring Brad. That really only left Janet for Michael. Brian laughed at the thought of seeing Michael in drag again. He really did make quite a beautiful woman.
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“Come on, Brian,” Justin whined a week later. “You have to be Brad. All you have to wear is boxers and a t-shirt. It’s not even really a costume.”
“No,” Brian said for the thousandth time.
“Please?” Justin said batting his eyelashes. “I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”
Brian looked down into Justin’s eyes and saw him trying to put out is best pleading puppy-dog face. God! Brian hated when he did that. He could never resist. Oh, he put up a heck of a fight, but in the end, Justin always won.
“Fine,” Brian said relenting. “But you better make sure I look hot.”
“Oh, you will. Of that, I have no doubt.”
“Wait a minute. If I’m Brad, who’s Ted going as?”
“He’s going to be Dr. Scott – that guy in the wheelchair.”
“Really? Well, that’ll at least give him a good excuse to not dance.”
Justin playfully swatted Brian on the arm.
“Go get dressed. My costume is over at Emmett’ so we need to get going.”
“All right. Geeze. We’ll be fine. It’s not like if we arrive late they won’t let us in.”
“I know. But it’s going to take Emmett and I awhile to get dressed so we need to hurry.”
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Half an hour later, Brian finally pulled up in front of Michael and Emmett’s apartment. Justin practically sprinted for the door, muttering about being behind schedule and whatnot. Brian just let him have his drama princess moment.
By the time Brian made it upstairs, Justin was already locked away in Emmett’s room getting pampered. Ben was there in the little gold bikini shorts he had been expecting. His skin was also covered in a light sheen of oil, making him glow.
“Well, good evening, professor,” Brian growled. “How did Mikey manage to talk you into this one?”
“Actually, it didn’t take much convincing. I’ve been a huge fan of Rocky Horror since it first came out.”
“Don’t tell me you used to go to those midnight showings?”
“Of course I did. Dressed up, too. I actually just pulled this out from the back of a drawer. I can’t believe it still fits.”
“Why, professor, I never would have guessed.”
“That’s the whole idea isn’t it?”
“Where is Michael?” Brian asked.
“In the bathroom. Putting his finishing touches on.”
Just then the bathroom door opened and out Michael stepped in a Riff Raff costume. Emmett had no doubt done his make-up as it was flawless. The stringy haired wig looked perfect, too.
“You’re Riff Raff? I thought for sure you’d be Janet.”
“Oh, ha ha,” Michael laughed. “I take it Justin’s in with Emmett?”
“Yup. Oh, don’t tell me he’s going to be Janet. Of course he is. That’s why I had to be Brad, isn’t it?”
“Calm down, Brian. You mean Justin didn’t tell you?”
“Of course not. Why would he tell me anything?”
“Oh, you are in for a treat then,” Michael explained.
“What do you mean?” Brian asked.
“Just wait and see,” was all anyone would say.
Almost an hour later, the door to Emmett’s room finally opened and Brian stood up in anticipation. If Justin came out dressed as Janet, he was gone. Emmett came out first dressed as…Janet. Brian had to admit he looked rather pretty in the white slip and blond wig he was wearing. So, if Emmett was Janet, that meant Justin was….
Brian’s breath caught in his throat as he watched Justin slowly walk into the room. His normally blond hair was covered by a black, curly haired wig. His face was painted white with the black eye shadow and red lips that were a trademark of Dr. Frank N. Furter. His youthful legs looked amazing in the black fishnet hose and black high heeled shoes. But the most amazing part was the black leather corset. It made his tiny frame look even smaller, and his pale skin looked so amazing next to the inky blackness of the leather. Brian felt himself grow hard at the sight and felt is feet moving until he was next to Justin.
“What do you think?” Justin asked quietly.
“I think you are going to be in a lot of trouble tonight.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Cos every guy that sees you is going to want to eat you up.”
“Really? Well, you have nothing to worry about. There’s only one guy I want eating me up.”
The two stared at each other, the tension building in the room until it was almost palpable. Michael finally cleared his throat to get their attention.
“Uh, guys? You ready to go?”
“Yeah,” Brian said. “Let’s go. I need to get this one to the backroom.”
As they all filed out of the apartment, Brian leaned over to whisper, “You’re keeping the corset.”
“Yes, sir,” Justin replied.
THE END
Author: Switch
Pairing: Brian/Justin (US Queer as Folk)
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 980
Prompt: #26 - Corset
Table o' Smut
Summary: It's theme night at Babylon and Justin has a little surprise for Brian.
Disclaimer: I'm just playing. Please don't sue me. I have no money anyway.
Notes: Thanks to
cherrygurl31 for the beta.Rocky Horror Night. That’s what Babylon was promoting as their newest theme night. Needless to say, Emmett and Justin were all atwitter with excitement and planning. They had spent over a week scouring various second hand shops and costume stores all across Pittsburgh for everyone in their little family. Brian, however, was his usual blasé self. He really didn’t give two shits one way or another what they hell they did. As long as they didn’t try to get him in any sort of get-up, that is. Brian expected that Emmett would take on the role of the flamboyant Dr. Frank N. Furter for himself. Justin, he imagined would go for something more dramatic – perhaps the outrageous butler Riff Raff. It was the artist in him. Ben was the perfect Rocky with his bulging muscles. Ted, of course, would be the boring Brad. That really only left Janet for Michael. Brian laughed at the thought of seeing Michael in drag again. He really did make quite a beautiful woman.
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“Come on, Brian,” Justin whined a week later. “You have to be Brad. All you have to wear is boxers and a t-shirt. It’s not even really a costume.”
“No,” Brian said for the thousandth time.
“Please?” Justin said batting his eyelashes. “I promise I’ll make it worth your while.”
Brian looked down into Justin’s eyes and saw him trying to put out is best pleading puppy-dog face. God! Brian hated when he did that. He could never resist. Oh, he put up a heck of a fight, but in the end, Justin always won.
“Fine,” Brian said relenting. “But you better make sure I look hot.”
“Oh, you will. Of that, I have no doubt.”
“Wait a minute. If I’m Brad, who’s Ted going as?”
“He’s going to be Dr. Scott – that guy in the wheelchair.”
“Really? Well, that’ll at least give him a good excuse to not dance.”
Justin playfully swatted Brian on the arm.
“Go get dressed. My costume is over at Emmett’ so we need to get going.”
“All right. Geeze. We’ll be fine. It’s not like if we arrive late they won’t let us in.”
“I know. But it’s going to take Emmett and I awhile to get dressed so we need to hurry.”
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Half an hour later, Brian finally pulled up in front of Michael and Emmett’s apartment. Justin practically sprinted for the door, muttering about being behind schedule and whatnot. Brian just let him have his drama princess moment.
By the time Brian made it upstairs, Justin was already locked away in Emmett’s room getting pampered. Ben was there in the little gold bikini shorts he had been expecting. His skin was also covered in a light sheen of oil, making him glow.
“Well, good evening, professor,” Brian growled. “How did Mikey manage to talk you into this one?”
“Actually, it didn’t take much convincing. I’ve been a huge fan of Rocky Horror since it first came out.”
“Don’t tell me you used to go to those midnight showings?”
“Of course I did. Dressed up, too. I actually just pulled this out from the back of a drawer. I can’t believe it still fits.”
“Why, professor, I never would have guessed.”
“That’s the whole idea isn’t it?”
“Where is Michael?” Brian asked.
“In the bathroom. Putting his finishing touches on.”
Just then the bathroom door opened and out Michael stepped in a Riff Raff costume. Emmett had no doubt done his make-up as it was flawless. The stringy haired wig looked perfect, too.
“You’re Riff Raff? I thought for sure you’d be Janet.”
“Oh, ha ha,” Michael laughed. “I take it Justin’s in with Emmett?”
“Yup. Oh, don’t tell me he’s going to be Janet. Of course he is. That’s why I had to be Brad, isn’t it?”
“Calm down, Brian. You mean Justin didn’t tell you?”
“Of course not. Why would he tell me anything?”
“Oh, you are in for a treat then,” Michael explained.
“What do you mean?” Brian asked.
“Just wait and see,” was all anyone would say.
Almost an hour later, the door to Emmett’s room finally opened and Brian stood up in anticipation. If Justin came out dressed as Janet, he was gone. Emmett came out first dressed as…Janet. Brian had to admit he looked rather pretty in the white slip and blond wig he was wearing. So, if Emmett was Janet, that meant Justin was….
Brian’s breath caught in his throat as he watched Justin slowly walk into the room. His normally blond hair was covered by a black, curly haired wig. His face was painted white with the black eye shadow and red lips that were a trademark of Dr. Frank N. Furter. His youthful legs looked amazing in the black fishnet hose and black high heeled shoes. But the most amazing part was the black leather corset. It made his tiny frame look even smaller, and his pale skin looked so amazing next to the inky blackness of the leather. Brian felt himself grow hard at the sight and felt is feet moving until he was next to Justin.
“What do you think?” Justin asked quietly.
“I think you are going to be in a lot of trouble tonight.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Cos every guy that sees you is going to want to eat you up.”
“Really? Well, you have nothing to worry about. There’s only one guy I want eating me up.”
The two stared at each other, the tension building in the room until it was almost palpable. Michael finally cleared his throat to get their attention.
“Uh, guys? You ready to go?”
“Yeah,” Brian said. “Let’s go. I need to get this one to the backroom.”
As they all filed out of the apartment, Brian leaned over to whisper, “You’re keeping the corset.”
“Yes, sir,” Justin replied.
THE END
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Date: 2008-01-10 02:43 am (UTC)As they all filed out of the apartment, Brian leaned over to whisper, “You’re keeping the corset.”
“Yes, sir,” Justin replied.
*Running out to buy a corset*
;D
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Date: 2008-01-10 02:46 am (UTC)I know! LOL I want one, too.