He knew this day would come, sooner or later. He only hoped it would be much, much later.
“I’ve lost it,” he announced to the whole world.
The whole world right now came down to Justin, who raised his head from over his sketch book. “I told you I moved your files to drive D, Brian.”
“Not that, asshole,” he glared. “I’ve lost the mojo,” he admitted.
“We can buy some viagra,” Justin suggested pleasantly, as if proposing a dinner.
Brian first glared, then stuck his tongue out in a gesture as mature as always. “The other mojo,” he muttered. “It’s the new campaign. I can’t write a single word,” he complained.
Justin made honest attempt at the pensive look. “I could give you a blowjob. See if the blood rush helps?”
“It’s not a laughing matter, Sunshine,” Brian gave him the best no-nonsense look. “It’s serious.”
“How about... I’ll go find the handcuffs, and then we’ll fuck all night?”It wasn’t that serious. It could wait.
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