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BrianxEvan

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"Hello?" The voice was seductive and silky, Evan almost threw up.

"My man is busy at the moment, dont call again," she giggled and ended the call.

Evan inhaled to calm himself but when that didnt work his phone ended up across the room. He wasn't the least bit concerned about the crack he heard nor the incoming call that followed.

"What happened??" Brian came rushing out, the loud bang having drawn him out of his room.

Evan's gaze went to his boyfriend's roommate from where he sat on the couch, his eyes glazed over. Brian's concern shifted from whatever had been tossed across the room to the sadness in Evan's doe eyes.

"What's the matter?" Brian asked, moving to sit beside his friend's boyfriend.

"Its Jon-- he-" Evan paused as a cold chill ran down his spine. All he saw was Jonathan as he found himself lost in the depths of Brian's eyes.

"You're scaring me, bud. C'mon, talk to me," he could feel Evan's shoulders tense under his touch.

"Brian-" Evan sobbed, shutting his eyes and clinging to him as the tears began trailing down his cheeks.

The irishman was taken aback but he returned the embrace nonetheless,"let it out.."

He'd never been any good at consoling someone in tears, his best attempts were an awkward hug and reassurance that everything would be fine. But what if it wasn't?

He waited patiently, listening to Evan cry and yell hysterically before it subsided to quiet whimpers and sniffling. Brian cleared his throat, "you wanna tell me what's going on?"

There was a short pause, Evan sniffled and lifted his face off Brian's chest. He blushed at the tears -and probably mucus- he'd left on Brian's shirt. The irishman didn't seem to mind as he gave Evan an encouraging smile.

"I've been having th-this gut feeling for a while. Like whenever J-Jon leaves or he starts getting tons of texts, he's never suspicious about it but I just felt something was off.."

Brian put two and two together immediately and he was enraged to say the least but he listened to Evan intently.

"I.. I just felt the need to call him, I don't know what it was but I'm glad I did because now I know--" his face scrunched up in pain again as the overwhelming wave of emotions washed over him.

"Fuck.. I'm so sorry, Evan." Brian frowned at himself as he held Evan again. He wanted to help so bad but he knew Evan would be inconsolable after the heartbreak he'd just endured.

As he held Evan in his arms, Brian couldn't stop imagining the beating he'd give Jonathan for what he's done. Eventually Evan's cries died out and Brian felt his bodyweight a lot more prominent than at first.

"You poor thing.. you cried yourself to sleep didn't you?" Brian sighed when there was no answer other than Evan's soft breathing.

Making himself comfortable, Brian shifted so he could hold Evan in his arms properly and not just an awkward side hug. His eyelids grew heavy eventually and he did nothing to fight it.

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The door swung open hitting the wall with a loud bang, it echoed through the apartment startling the sleeping couple.

"What the hell?" Brian was pissed, his immediate instinct was to get into a defensive stance as Jonathan stepped into the apartment.

"Where's Evan?" Jonathan looked so different, sinister almost, as he stood in the doorway.

"Why do you care anymore? You've been found out, idiot. There's no fixing it, all there's left to do is get your shit packed and get your sorry ass out of this apartment."

Jonathan looked taken aback at his roommate's words, "why the hell do you care about what happens between me and my boyfr-"

"Ex-boyfriend actually," Evan piped up, already fed up with Jonathan.

All the whimpering Brian saw him doing went out the window, now Evan looked absolutely livid and it made him proud of the younger male.

"And just like Brian said, you need to pack your shit and go."

Jonathan's brows raised as Evan stood up beside Brian, arms crossed and this wild look in his eye that made him uncomfortable.

"Like Brian? What are you two a thing now?" Jon asked, actually offended over the idea of it but played it off with a dry laugh, "I should've figured you were after my boyfriend this whole time, asshole"

Brian's hands balled into fists as Jonathan went on about how betrayed he felt, "don't change the subject, motherfucker. You know damn well what you did and you still have the audacity to bust the door down to fix shit? You're a bigger cunt than I thought."

Evan, on the other hand, had already made up his mind, "so what if I'm his now? You have that other bimbo anyways."

There was a pause as both dominant males stared at Evan in disbelief. Without a sliver of hesitation, Evan cupped Brian's face and locked his trembling lips with his.

At first Brian wanted answers, he wanted to know why Evan started kissing him, why he lied about them being a thing and how he even knew he was gay. But as the kiss took a passionate turn, Brian stopped caring and instead started taking control of the kiss.

Jonathan watched as his ex-boyfriend and ex-roommate heatedly made out just a few feet away from him. It made his blood boil but it was like he couldn't move as he watched.

They separated from the kiss and Evan looked up at the Irishman with a sly smirk, his hand cupping the prominent tent in Brian's jeans.

Brian cleared his throat as he avoided looking anyone in the eyes, how could he be this incredibly aroused in such a tense situation?

Evan giggled at Brian's uneasiness as he started undoing his jeans, this made Brian tense and look over to Jonathan. To his surprise Jonathan was nowhere to be found and the front door was closed, which was odd because he didn't hear him leave.

Brian's attention was brought back to the rich chocolate eyes that mesmerized him. Evan took his entire shaft into his mouth until Brian felt himself bottom out at the back of Evan's throat.

Brian groaned and pulled at Evan's raven locks as he started to move up and down his cock, "god you feel like a dream come true."

"You think so?" Evan giggled, using his soft hands to massage his balls and shaft. Brian nodded as he bit his lip, Evan smiled, "just wait till you wake up."

Brian frowned as he looked down at Evan who suddenly became blurry before everything went black.

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Brian woke up slightly disoriented with the dream still fresh in his mind. It all felt so real, he could've sworn Evan had been touching him.

"God damnit," he cursed in a raspy Irish accent after checking the time and realizing they'd been asleep for 4 hours, "Evan? You up?"

The Asian male didn't answer, Brian couldn't help but smile and relax at the sight of Evan's peaceful demeanor. He was always so bubbly and sweet, the kind of person that deserved to be protected from all harm. The thought of holding a sleeping Evan in his arms had never crossed his mind, now he was all Brian could think about.

It made his blood boil to think that Jonathan would so easily throw everything away for some fling. "I'll kill that idiot, just you wait.." Brian grumbled.

"You're no good to anyone in jail," Evan whispered, slowly starting to trace the faded letters on Brian's shirt.

The Irish lad was surprised, unsure of how long Evan had been awake, "you know, I would've figured you'd be opposed to it because Jon would be dead. Not because I'd be going to jail."

Evan said nothing, instead he raised his head to look Brian in the eyes. Despite the darkness and through the partial gloomy lighting of the moon through the window, Brian's eyes never left Evan and his hunger to kiss the skin on Evan's jaw and neck increased.

"Evan?" Brian's breath hitched as said male moved closer, his lips just a breath away and his dark eyes intense and clouded with desire.

"Brian.." he whispered in such a sultry voice that sent an excited jolt to the irishman's genitals.

If Evan's advances hadn't already given Brian ideas as to what he was asking for, his experienced hand down his jeans certainly painted a clear picture.

"Shit.."

"Brian please?"

There was shuffling and shifting before clothes started flying across the room in all directions. Brian had Evan pinned to the couch by the end of it and he was happily enjoying every second of Evan's quiet whimpers. He could finally hear him in person and not through the wall of his room.

"Oh my gosh, harder please!" Evan begged once Brian had fallen into a steady pace.

Brian obliged, his hips snapping forward with force. Using one hand to hold Evan's hands up over his head, he used the other to pinch Evan's cheeks and turn his head to the side.

"I heard someone has a praise kink.." Brian smirks into Evan's ear.

He pulls away just in time to see Evan's eyes widen in a mixture of fear and arousal, "how did you- ah!"

Brian speeds up and keeps fucking the helpless thing, pulling the sweetest sounds of out his throat, "shh, be a good boy and scream for me."

Evan's body trembled with jolts of pleasure from the abuse on his insides and the magic words that never failed to turn him into jelly. His eyes rolled back as Brian leaned down and started leaving hungry kisses down his neck and chest.

"Yeah keep moving your hips like that for me, baby," Brian hissed, losing himself in the feeling of Evan's tight walls gliding around his cock effortlessly.

Evan nodded and desperately tried to please him, "yes daddy."

"Oh my fuck," Brian growled into Evan's neck biting down hard and ramming his cock deeper into him. "Say it again," Brian demanded, his free hand stroking Evan along to his animalistic thrusts.

"Oh daddy! I'm gonna cum!" Evan's eyes rolled back and his back arched off the bed.

Brian didn't seem to mind the semen between their chests, he held Evan close as he whispered into his ear, "you're such a good boy for me, Evan."

Evan whimpered, his walls still tightening around Brian's shaft as he rode out his orgasm. He couldn't help the yelps he'd let out whenever Brian would slow down for a few strokes then abruptly start slamming into him balls deep. Brian just found absolutely every sound and every expression Evan would make too cute to want to miss any of it.

"Fuck.." Evan groaned, eyes rolling back as the overstimulation became tolerable and he was once again feeling the familiar burning sensation in his gut.

Brian felt him starting to squeeze the life out of his cock again and this time he was pushed over the edge in seconds, "fuck!"

Evan's body twitched and his moans became high pitched as he felt Brian coat his insides, his own seed spilling over their chests again. The pair breathed each other in, still riding their highs until Brian regained full control of his body.

"Open your legs, hun," picking up his shirt from the floor, he gently wiped the white substance spilling from Evan's abused hole.

"We should probably wait before anything else happens between us.. right?" Evan asked as Brian got up to gather the rest of their clothes.

"Oh..right.. sure, it's your call," Brian nodded, handing Evan his clothes with a comforting smile though his heart began to feel heavy in his chest.

Evan gave him a small smile, maybe after everything settles and his heart doesn't hurt at the mere thought of his name.. maybe there's a chance that things could work out.