Justin sat beside Brian's bed, his head in his hands, as tears continued to flow freely, at times in muffled sobs. He would look up in the moments he had composed himself enough to do so, still finding Brian still and unresponsive. This process had continued for the past three hours. No sign of Brian returning had been given. Wiping the moisture from his face, Justin looked down at Brian with grim determination, demanding in a firm, unrelenting tone. "Damn you, Brian Kinney. Wake the fuck up right now. I didn't go through all of this only to lose you. I vow to you here and now, my beautiful vampire, wake up now... or I will be forced to join you on whatever plane you are on now..."

"Justin, don't even entertain such thoughts. I won't allow that..." Lindsay spat out, quickly forgetting herself, both of them realizing it immediately as Justin's glacial stare turned upon her.

"You won't allow it? It's amazing how much immediate knowledge came to me in my transformation. You have no power over me. I really would begin to rethink how you interact with me... for I am most definitely not in the mood for games," Justin snarled savagely, his eyes deeply penetrating his sister's, before returning them back to Brian. "I swear, Lindsay... if you have messed up this spell... if he does not come back to me, my fury will be uncontrollable..."

Swallowing deeply, eyes widening, Lindsay nodded in understanding, knowing Justin spoke the truth. Thankfully, Brian should be about to awaken... she didn't know how much more of this Justin could take. He was close to the breaking point now... and if he lost control, with his unlimited power, the results could be catastrophic. "Trust me, Justin. I know what I'm doing. Keep in mind that Melanie had Brian under her curse for three hundred years... that was a long span of power exerted over him. I promise - he will be back with you very soon."

"He'd better be," Justin hissed, his helpless anger knowing no bounds... his regret for any moments he had lost with him, slowly tearing him up inside. Having a sudden thought, his gaze sharpened on his sister once again. "So, this means you control him now? He is never to have any say over his own existence, such as it is. He'll always have to worry if the next curse is to get rescinded... and push him toward his true death. Can there be no end to this torment for him???"

"No, Justin, it's not like that now. Melanie cursed him in that way... but when my spell took over it freed him. I made it so Brian would remain immortal for all eternity. With my spell, I made Brian beholden to no one, except himself. Even if somehow I should be destroyed, Brian would not be affected. He truly now has forever... as you do as well, my brother," Lindsay said, smiling as she could feel small tinges of life beginning to restore within Brian.

Justin breathed in a deep sigh of relief, not only from Lindsay's words, but feeling what she could feel as well. Brian was on the way back. It had worked. Justin turned to look at Lindsay, seeing she had moved closer, both of them eager to see Brian's new awakening. "Uhhh... thank you, Lindsay, for everything. I'm sorry if I was a bit harsh earlier. I was just in such a state of despair at the thought of losing him."

"You don't need to apologize, Justin. The love you share with Brian is unlike any other. The joy and pain with such a love cannot be measured in any simple terms. Just to prepare you... when he awakens he will be somewhat disoriented... and confused. He was unconscious when you dispatched Melanie, he will undoubtedly have questions. And he will need to feed almost immediately. My question is, how do you wish to handle that?" she asked, giving him the option of feeding his lover or finding adequate sustenance for him.

"I can handle the confusion, just as long as he's back with me. And I will feed him," Justin answered, leveling an unflinching gaze on his sister, as if daring her to dispute his intentions.

She nodded. "I thought you'd feel that way. The good thing about that is the power in your blood. It will heal him quicker... and it will take much less to sustain him. However, I warn you... having your blood first, with the power it now contains, and being his soulmate... Brian could get a bit overzealous in his need for you. In fact, he could be quite insatiable."

Justin smirked, his eyes glowing brightly, before he answered, "In that case, Lindsay, I think you should be leaving soon. Because I have the feeling we are going to be equally so..."

Lindsay began to laugh in delight, thinking how perfect the two of them were together, how exquisitely well matched; her breath suddenly lodged in her throat as Brian shot up in the bed abruptly, no warning given of any kind. She approached the bed, almost timidly, before asking, "Brian... are you okay, darling?"

They both watched with wide-eyed fascination, the rapid rising and falling of Brian's chest, his eyes glazed and wild as they looked around the room. Once they settled on Justin, the glazed expression quickly turned to primal hunger and a lustful need that only the two of them could fully understand. Swallowing with difficulty, Brian rasped, "My throat burns, badly..."

Justin moved closer, pulling open his collar, tilting his neck to the side, speaking in nothing short of a demanding growl, "I know what you need, Brian. Feed on me... and your burn will go away. One that will, in turn, be replaced with another."

"I can guarantee that..." Brian snarled, as his fangs protruded at the same instant his lips touched Justin's throat, his eyes slitting in unbelievable pleasure at the first taste of Justin's exotic blood touching his tongue. He groaned in sublime bliss, as Justin's blood slid freely down his throat, the ache soon dissipating into another hunger... one both of them would be seeking to fulfill very soon. Brian continued to drink for several minutes, his cock twitching as he heard Justin's deep throaty moan, one that clearly displayed how hot his blond supernatural was for him. When Justin's hands clenched on Brian's back, he slowly closed off the wound, to pull back and look on his lover searchingly... want clearly displayed in his lust-blown gaze.

Lindsay stepped forward, knowing she needed to speak quickly, before the two of them went at each other directly in her presence. "I know you have questions, Brian. But first, let me assure you that Melanie is gone now - forever. You are free from her curse. Although you will remain as a vampire... you are no longer under any control."

"How is that even possible, Linds? And what happened to Melanie?" he asked, his eyes darting back and forth between them.

Justin proudly raised his head to look at his beautiful vampire. "I killed her when she rescinded your curse. Lindsay had placed a spell on you in the event Melanie ever did that. She placed it so you are under no one's control. You are free to come and go as you please. However, I do hope if it's in your interest to leave... it will only be with me by your side."

Brian's fangs retracted, as he pulled his lips under, scrutinizing Justin closely... with heated longing. "I know you hold more power than me... but just try to get away from me, twat... and I will stalk you for all eternity."

"Mmmm, that sounds delicious, Mr. Kinney. When can we get started?" Justin purred in a sultry voice that immediately went straight to Brian's cock.

Lindsay cleared her throat deliberately, backing toward the door in rapid order. When their eyes hadn't pulled from each other, she called out sharply, "Don't mind me. Only sister and best friend, here... you two just go on about your business. Nothing to worry about. I'm just fine here..."

Justin and Brian kept their gaze on each other as their lips began the journey to become one again. Knowing she wasn't fully leaving, until one of them acknowledged her, Justin whispered, "Talk to you in the morning, Lindsay. Lock up on your way out, won't you?"

Neither of them watched, listened, or waited for her to leave as their mouths closed the slight gap, tongues immediately becoming reacquainted. Justin's hands clutched at the back of Brian's neck, holding him to him fiercely, as he whispered brokenly against his lips, "So fucking worried... love you so damned much."

Brian pulled back, arching his brow, moistening his lips in anticipation of all that was to come. Uttering in a guttural growl, "Didn't you know I was indestructible, little boy? How could that vicious witch take me out... when I had her hot little warlock brother fighting so ferociously for me?"

"I'll always fight for you, Brian. Now and forever," Justin whispered, his heartbeat so erratic he felt as if it was certain to pound out of his chest. His gaze lowering, he asked almost timidly, "Uhhh... when you thought you were dying - the words you spoke - did you mean them?  Or were they just the words from a dying man wanting to make the person that cared about him the most feel better?"

"What you do to me, Justin Taylor. Let me be perfectly clear - I never speak words that I don't mean; words I once thought would never pass from my lips. Yes, I meant them. I love you, Justin. You're the only one I want. You are all that I will ever need. Now, is that clear enough for you, my sweet boy?" Brian purred, making quick work of removing his shirt and pants.

Justin's eyes moved over Brian with love and longing, before he answered without hesitation, "Crystal clear, my beautiful vampire."

"Now, I do believe one of us is overdressed," Brian said with a leer, not even attempting to disguise the tender expression from his gaze, one that was mixed in equally with his tremendous need for him.

"I do believe you are correct, Mr. Kinney."

Brian leveled his most hungry gaze on Justin, whispering in a soft, spoken command. "Get that hot little ass over here, Taylor. You've fed my most primal hunger... now it's time to feed another. One that I guarantee you will be feeding for all of eternity."

Justin stripped down to nothing in mere moments, sliding across the bed to lay upon his stomach, knowing precisely what Brian wanted. Turning his head, he watched as Brian moved closer, his eyes fixated on Justin's ass with ravenous hunger, eyes glowing red the nearer he came to his target. Moaning as he watched Brian wet his lips, Justin groaned out his own need, "Get to it, then. Eat my ass like you've always wanted... my stamina can match yours now. There's no need to hold back anything, any longer."

Brian growled in response; his hands clenching around the perfect globes of Justin's ass, spreading him quickly and effectively. His eyes trailed up the perfect arch of Justin's back, before his tongue moved, taking a long, languid swipe at Justin's crack. Taking a nip to one delicious ass cheek, Brian hissed in response, "Thanks for the reminder. Hang on and prepare to have your ass eaten and ridden as if I owned it..."

"You always have owned it, Brian... and you always will. Now, how about we save the talk for later and just get down to business," Justin prompted him, his ass squirming in anticipation of what was to follow.

"Sounds good to me. Mmmm, oh yes... so fucking good," Brian growled, before all speech ended and all that could be heard was muffled gasps and moans as Brian's lips, teeth, and tongue became reacquainted with Justin's ass. As Brian worked Justin's hole, his mouth aiming for the pink pucker that was screaming for his possession, both of them knew nothing short of eternity would be long enough... and now both of them knew that was exactly what they would have - together - forever.

TBC