Title: "F-F-F-Falling For You"
Author: dash_x_marshall
Rating: Down On My Knees
Pairing: Lauri/Brian
Summary: The in-progress Sequel to "Not Like The Other Girls".  Bri & Lauri are getting along famously...  In the bedroom at least.  Will there be more to their relationship...?  Wait and see. =)
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | ?
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F-F-F-Falling For You


I'm in the basement, you're in the sky,
I'm in the basement baby, drop on by.
            "English Summer Rain" ~Placebo~

You're up there, you're always with me,
smiling down on me.
            "Still Standing" ~The Rasmus~


    With one last thrust, Brian collapsed on top of Lauri, exhausted.
    "What time is it?" Lauri asked.
    Brian raised up just enough to look over at the clock.  "About four..." He said, his breathing ragged.
    "Wanna go again?" Lauri asked, after a moment.
    Brian chuckled.  "I can't..." He muttered.  "My ass is sore, my dick is sore...  I'm worn out...  Aren't you?"
    "Pretty much." Lauri answered, laughing.
    Brian laughed as well.  "Sleep, then..." He said, rolling off of Lauri.
    "Yeah," Lauri muttered in reply.  "Better...  I've got a gig tomorrow...  Or, today, actually..."
    They both lay in silence a few moments longer, allowing their breathing to return to normal.
    "You wanna come?" Lauri asked, quietly.
    "I just did." Brian replied.  "For the sixth time.  Where were you?"
    "I meant," Lauri said.  "Did you want to come to our performance this evening?"
    "Again," Brian replied.  "I was here for the whole performance, and it was awesome."
    Lauri hit him.  "Now you're just being difficult." He said.  "You know what I'm talking about."
    "Yes." Brain said, draping an arm over Lauri's chest.  "I'd love to come...  ...And come, and come, and come some more..."
    They both erupted into a fit of giggles.
    It was shortly after noon when Brian crawled out from under the bed clothes.  He yawned, nearly dislocating his jaw, and then stretched, cat like.
    "Morning..." Lauri said, softly.
    Brian slowly forced his eyes open, and focused on the other man's face.  Lauri was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding two mugs in his hands.  That, at least, explained why Brian had thought he could smell coffee.
    "Mmm..." Brian moaned, pulling himself into a sitting position.  "For me?" He asked, sweetly.  He took the offered mug, inhaling the steam rising from it.
    "Hope you don't mind..." Lauri said, after Brian had taken a few sips.  "I used your phone to call my band mates, let them know where I am..."
    Brian shook his head.  "Don't worry about it..." He muttered.  "It's not a problem..."
    They sat in silence for a while, as Brian tried to bring himself to wakefulness.
    "I've gotta meet up with my guys at about three." Lauri said, breaking the silence.
    Brian looked at the clock.  "I don't have you for much longer, then..." He said, slightly disappointed.  "Better make the most of it..."
    "You'll be coming to the show, right?" Lauri asked, hopefully.
    "That's right!" Brian said, perking up.  His sleep fogged brain had almost forgotten.  "You don't mind if I toss my name in the hat to be your post gig fuck, do you...?"
    "I'd be disappointed if you didn't." Lauri said, smiling.
    "You hungry?" Brian asked, having finished his coffee.  "You've got time for lunch, right?  My treat."  Brian flashed a smile at the other man.
    "Absolutely." Lauri replied, taking Brian's empty mug.
    Brian headed for the bathroom, while Lauri went to wash up their coffee mugs.
    Half an hour later, they ended up in a small cafe.  It was not exactly what Brian had had in mind, but they didn't really have time to look for anything better.
    "Sorry..." Brian muttered, not for the first time.
    Lauri shook his head, smiling.  "It doesn't matter..."  He reached across the table, and took one of Brian's hands in his own.  "You're here, that's all I care about..."
    Brian blushed slightly.  He hadn't been with someone who could make him feel this way in quite a while.  He suddenly realized just how much he'd missed feeling so... special.
    They finished their sandwiches in short order, and headed back to Brian's flat.
    "So..." Brian said, as they walked into his living room.  "How shall we spend our remaining time together...?"
    Lauri smiled.  Without saying a word, he walked up to Brian and took the smaller man's face in his hands.  Lauri pressed his lips to Brian's.
    Brian slipped his hands down to Lauri's ass, and gave it a squeeze.  He let his tongue do battle with the other man's, as he began grinding his crotch against Lauri's leg.
    "Seems like a good plan to me." Brian said, coming up for air.
    After taking a moment to catch his breath, Brian resumed the kiss.
    Bending down slightly, Lauri slipped his arms behind the smaller man's knees, and lifted him into the air.  He carried Brian into the bedroom, their lips never once breaking contact.
    Lauri sat Brian on the bed, and then crawled on top of him.  Brian worked frantically to undo his pants.  Once he hand them loose, Lauri helped to strip them off.
    Soon, all of their clothes had been sent sailing across the room.
    Their oral assaults on each other's bodies were somewhat unorganized.  They ended up in a sort of miniature '69' position; as they both tried to suck on each other's nipples.
    With serpent like agility, Brian slithered out from underneath Lauri.  Not stopping to explain his actions, Brian went straight for his target.
    "Ah!  Aha-haha!  Oh!" Lauri exclaimed, as Brian began rimming him.
    After a short while, Brian trailed his tongue up Lauri's back.
    "I hope you're ass isn't so sore you can't dance on stage tonight..." Brian whispered in Lauri's ear.
    "I'm sure I'll manage..." Lauri replied, grinning from ear to ear.
    Without further delay, Brian slipped inside his lover.
    "Steve," Brian said, between gasping breaths.  "I'm gonna rupture a kidney...  ...Couldn't you have had this thing installed?"
    "It cost too much just to buy it..." Steve said, his breathing equally strained.  "I can't afford to pay somebody... ...To move it in, too..."
    They staggered further into Steve's flat, their muscles screaming in protest.
    "Steve!" Brian gasped.  "I can't-!"
    Brian's legs began to give way beneath him, and he collapsed to his knees.  Unfortunately, with his end now the lowest, it meant that the majority of the massive television's weight had shifted in his direction.  No longer able to hold its weight, Brian let his end of the TV touch ground.
    Brian let out a scream of fright, as the television pitched towards him.  Steve's hands, which had been holding the TV's bottom edge, shot upward to catch its top.  Steve quickly hauled back on the TV, before it could squish Brian.
    "We'll have to slide it the rest of the way..." Steve announced, as he eased his end to the floor.
    Brian was panting on the floor, clutching at his chest.
    "You're not gonna have a heart attack on me, are you Molks?" Steve said, looking down at Brian.
    Brian shot Steve a nasty look, and then tried to sit up.
    "At least try to hold out until we get this thing shifted..." Steve said.  "I don't wanna have to ask Stef to come help me position it..."
    As Brian sat up, he let out a groan of pain, and clutched at his back.
    "Knowing him," Steve went on.  "He'd probably trip over your corpse, and break it."  Steve ran his hands lovingly across the top of the television, as if it were his new born child.
    "Oh..." Brian moaned, collapsing side ways.  "I feel like I've slipped a disk, or something..."  Brian looked at his watch.  "And I've gotta be someplace in about half an hour..."
    Steve sighed.  "Alright." He said.  "Go on, then...  I'll call Stef..."
    Brian leapt to his feet, and gave Steve a quick peck on the cheek.
    "You're the best, Steve!" Brian called, as he headed for the door.  "See ya later!"
    Steve simply shook his head.