Come Fly With Me
Chapter One
Rating: Adults Only
Category: Fanfiction
Pairing: Brian Kinney, Justin Taylor, Michael Novotney, Ted Schmidt, Emmett Honeycutt, Original Male Character, Original Female Character, Cynthia
Genres: Angst, AU, Romance
Warnings:None
Summary:Brian is a pilot for a commercial airline. A new flight attendant, Justin Taylor is assigned to his crew and they are initially attracted to each other. Their encounter is a disaster and now each can't stand the other. Justin thinks that Brian is arrogant and self-opinionated and Brian thinks Justin is rude and obnoxious. Will they be able to resolve their differences?
Disclaimer: All characters and situations from Queer as Folk are properties of Russell T. Davies, Ron Cowen and Daniel Lipman, Showtime, and others. No copyright infringement is intended. This story is rated by the author and not by any independent body.
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Harvey Galvin knew that his young lover was seeing someone else again. He could tell by the far away look he would catch glimpses of periodically. Ronnie belonged to him now and there was no way Harvey was prepared to share him with anyone. When he found out who Ronnie was seeing he would take care of them.
The intercom buzzed bringing his attention back to the roster. He sighed. That’s all he needed today, another interruption.
“Yes, Marjorie,” he said abruptly.
“Mr. Galvin, how will I handle this complaint about Brian Kinney?” she asked.
Harvey sighed again. Why couldn’t he keep his dick in his pants? “I’ll talk to him, is he here?”
“His flight is expected back in fifteen minutes. Thank you Mr. Galvin, I didn’t know what to say to him.” She sounded relieved that she didn’t have to confront Brian about this.
“Okay, when he lands, tell him I want to see him.” Harvey shook his head. These young studs who thought they could just stick it in anyone with no ramifications were delusional. Fucking the passengers was entirely inappropriate. He looked at the roster again. He’d moved Brian from domestic to international four years ago. His problem was; Brian was one of the best pilots they had. He just had an annoying habit of being indiscreet. He would have to talk to him about it again. Where was he going next? Ah, Paris. The French were much more tolerant, he smiled.
Brian and Ted were exiting the disembarking lounge when Brian was passed a message saying he was wanted upstairs.
Ted shook his head. “I don’t understand why you can’t wait until we are on the ground.”
Brian smirked at him. “Why wait?”
“How are you going to explain it?”
“Listen the guy I was fucking was more than satisfied, it was his bitch wife that had the problem. It had nothing to do with me.”
Ted laughed. “How do you figure that?”
“If her husband is in the closet, why is that my problem,” Brian smiled.
“Because you ‘outed’ him in the middle of the flight,” Ted gasped.
“I didn’t ‘out’ him, I fucked him. His arrangement with his wife has nothing to do with me,” Brian shrugged. “Okay, I’ll see you at the club later. My presence has been demanded upstairs.”
Ted watched as Brian walked to the elevator. When would he learn?
Brian smiled at Marjorie. “Hello hot stuff.”
“Mr. Kinney, he’s waiting for you,” she smiled as she pressed her intercom. “Mr. Kinney is here.” She looked at Brian and nodded for him to go in.
Brian walked through the door like he didn’t have a care in the world. “You wanted to see me?” he smiled.
“Sit down, Brian.” He didn’t even wait for Brian to sit down before he continued. “ What happened?” Harvey demanded.
‘He wanted it so I gave it to him. He had no complaints,” Brian shrugged.
Harvey sighed again. How was he going to get through to this asshole? “Brian, fucking the passengers is inappropriate,” he started. “Management is taking a very dim view of this.”
Brian shook his head. “Look, I don’t see what the problem is. I was on a break and he was willing.”
“Brian, his wife has made a formal complaint to the airline,” Harvey said, exasperated.
“But I didn’t fuck his wife, I fucked him and he isn’t complaining.”
Harvey knew Brian had a point. Without a complaint from the actual passenger, he was really powerless to do anything. No one had actually seen him doing it, they just heard it. “I have to give you an official warning, I’m sorry Brian but this has happened before and now management has tailored a new policy especially for you. NO sex breaks on company time. Wait till you are outside the plane from now on or you will be grounded.
Brian sighed. “Harvey, what about long flights, some are twenty four hours, what am I supposed to do on those?”
Harvey laughed. “Go without like the rest of us. It isn’t open to discussion, Brian. One more complaint and you are grounded,” Harvey sighed. “Now get out of here, I have work to do,” he nodded at the door.
Brian was almost at the door when Harvey spoke.
“Just so there will be no confusion, not only are the passengers off limit but so is the rest of the flight crew, in flight.”
Brian opened his mouth to speak.
Harvey glared at him. “Out,” he ordered. He knew exactly what Brian was thinking. If the passengers were off limit, he would happily be banging the crew all the way to his destination and back. It wasn’t on and he wanted Brian to be very clear of the boundary. He didn’t care what Brian did on his personal time but when he was on company time, he would at least follow the rules.
Brian left Harvey’s office in a huff. Ridiculous, he thought. This was inhuman. He was being persecuted. He changed in the staff lounge and headed for the club.
Ted was standing at the bar when he arrived. “So, what did he say?”
“This is bullshit. How can you get through an entire flight without a fuck?” Brian sighed.
“I do all the time,” Ted said.
Brian shook his head. “That speaks for itself. I need to get off, while I still can,” he growled. He grabbed the nearest reasonable looking guy and dragged him into the backroom. He didn’t feel like being choosey, he just wanted to get laid. His dick had never gone without for twenty four hours before. What the fuck was he going to do now?
He walked to the very back of the dark room and leaned against the wall in disgust. The trick stepped forward to kiss him and Brian growled. “Forget the pleasantries, I have to be back at work in eleven hours, just suck me off.”
The man knew Brian from reputation and dropped to his knees.
Brian closed his eyes and decided to concentrate on the here and now; there was plenty of time to be angry later. Twenty fours hours, they had to be kidding.
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Brian managed a few hours sleep and was back to work on time. When he received his call, the reality finally hit him. No sex at work, fuck. He was on a flight to Paris. He always got laid on the flight to Paris, more than once usually. Brian wondered what else he could do in his breaks, but nothing came to mind. He pondered on the trip to the airport and stormed down the aisle to the cockpit.
Ted followed him shaking his head.
“Hey Ted,” Ben smiled. “What’s up with Brian?”
“It is going to be a long flight,” Ted rolled his eyes.
Ben laughed. He received the ‘no in fight sex’ email this morning too. Brian was the first person he thought of. He’d been flying with Brian for nearly eight years and to his recollection, Brian had never made it though a single flight, even the short ones. It would not only be long but it would be interesting as well, he thought. Brian will spend more time jerking off than flying the plane.
“Howdy boys,” Emmett smiled. “What’s wrong with Brian, he didn’t even speak to me,” he complained.
“Didn’t you get the email?” Ted smiled. ‘If anyone is affected by the new policy, it’s Brian. This flight will not be pleasant,” he frowned.
Emmett frowned. Ted and Ben took their seats. Brian didn’t say anything to indicate that it wasn’t business as usual but both men knew Brian well enough to know he was pissed about the whole thing. They settled down to get the plane in the air.
Emmett was having a busy flight. His usual crew buddy was off on annual leave and he was breaking in a new partner. Justin had transferred from domestic and this was his first international flight, lucky SOB, going to Paris on your first time.
“Have you been to Paris before?” Emmett asked.
Justin smiled. “No, I’ve been on the domestic run for two years. I’m really quite excited.”
Emmett and Justin went though their final cabin check and fastened themselves in for take off.
A voice came over the speaker system. “This is Captain Kinney and I would like to welcome you to Trans Global. Our destination today is Paris which I’m sure you all know, is the city of love. Whether your reason for traveling to one of the most beautiful cities in the world is personal or business, we at Trans Global feel confident you will have a wonderful time. Please settle back and enjoy your flight. Our crew is at your service and we are pleased to be able to attend you.”
The crew demonstrated the safety routine and they were away.
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Harvey wondered where Ronnie was. That boy would be the death of him. The last three years he and Ronnie had spent together, was the best and the worst period of his life. At forty nine, Harvey had given up finding the man of his dreams but then Ronnie came along and Harvey had settled in for life. Ronnie however, was young at twenty nine and still sowing his proverbial wild oats. Harvey hoped that after a short while, Ronnie would settle down too. He was still waiting. He didn’t mind the tricking but the thought of Ronnie seeing someone more regularly made his blood boil. Ronnie belonged to him and he hated the idea of sharing him with anyone. He looked at the clock on the night stand. It was nearly six and time to get up. Harvey hoped Ronnie would be home before he had to leave.
Ronnie was a musician and worked at the hottest jazz club in town. There was always a constant supply of tricks for him to choose from but lately he found his mind lingering on a certain one.
The first time he’d tricked with Brian it was incredible and it got better every time. Last night Brian had been in a real mood. He’d practically worked his way through a dozen tricks before he came looking for Ronnie.
Ronnie enjoyed being Brian’s last port of call, most nights. He wondered if Brian realized how many times a week they fucked. It was always the end of the night and Brian was pretty well wasted by then but it didn’t matter, his feelings for Brian were real. He loved Harvey too. Harvey was like a teddy bear you cuddle when you were sick but Brian was the one that made Ronnie’s mouth go dry and his stomach gurgle with delight.
Last night, Brian was constantly mumbling something about ‘it wasn’t right’ and had fallen asleep in Ronnie’s arms. When he got his flight call, Brian was still in a foul mood. When he came back from the shower, they fucked again and Brian just left, still grumbling. Ronnie knew it was work related and had nothing to do with him but he’d hoped to have more of Brian’s attention before he went.
Harvey would be gone when he got home but that was a good thing because he needed some sleep. Brian would be back in three days from this trip and Ronnie couldn’t wait.
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Brian did his usual ‘meet and greet’ with one very obvious difference this time. He could feel his cock stirring. This company imposed drought was already getting to him. There was however one high point, the new piece of ass in first class would be a nice diversion when they landed. At least the trip wouldn’t be a total waste of his time. He smiled as Justin passed him his coffee. “Thanks. So, this is your first trip to Paris,” Brian smiled.
Justin smiled back. Brian was devastatingly handsome with the most incredible hazel eyes. “Yeah, the first thing I want to do when we land is have an espresso at one of the outside cafes on the left bank. It’s always been a dream of mine.”
“Maybe we could do that together and when we’re finished, I’ll take you to a club I know,” Brian smiled.
“That sounds great,” Justin smiled and then hurried back to the cabin.
“You look happy,” Emmett queried.
“I have a date when we land,” Justin’s eyes were twinkling with excitement.
Emmett laughed. “Ben or Ted? Ben is gorgeous but he isn’t supposed to be fucking around, he’s in a relationship,” Emmett shook his head.
“It wasn’t Ben……”
Emmett interrupted. “Ted is a really great guy, very quiet but reliable. We even dated for a while when we first met but he is anally tidy and I am well, let’s just say, I enjoy the freedom to be as tidy as I choose to be around my place,” he laughed.
Justin laughed at Emmett’s description of him being a slob. “No, it’s Brian.”
A look of horror passed over Emmett’s face. “Brian,” he gasped. “Brian’s never had a date in his life. What did he say?”
Justin was confused. “I told him I wanted to have coffee in an outdoor café and he said that we could do that together and then he’d take me to a club he knows.”
Emmett shook his head. “Honey, here’s the scoop. Brian is a great guy but he isn’t partnership material. How long have you been out?”
Justin smiled. “Since the last year of high school.”
“So you aren’t new,” Emmett smiled.
Justin laughed. “No, Em, I’m twenty four and I’ve been around. What makes you think Brian is insincere?”
Emmett laughed. “Everything about Brian is insincere. He doesn’t have a sincere bone in his body. Don’t get me wrong, I like Brian. We started flying at the same time. He’s worked very hard to get where he is at his age but Brian is all about sex. You know the new policy about ‘no in flight encounters’?
Justin nodded.
“That is especially for Brian. He usually fucks his way to wherever and back and the company is tired of getting complaints.”
“Complaints?”
Emmett laughed. “It isn’t that Brian isn’t a sensational fuck, he is,” he looked at Justin. “Don’t ask but he’s indiscreet and he fucks the passengers and the complaints usually come from the person the passenger is traveling with. The last one was some guy’s wife who didn’t realize her old man was in the closet. By the time Brian had finished with him, he was screaming for more so loud, that everyone in first class knew. His wife went mental, punched him and made a formal complaint to the company. That’s where the directive came from.”
“Shit,” Justin said amazed. Brian must be notorious if the company needed to make a policy to keep him in line. “I don’t like casual fucking. Don’t get me wrong, I did it when I was younger, still do occasionally, but now I want to meet someone special and settle down.”
Emmett laughed. “Well Brian isn’t for you, honey. He asked you to go to a club?”
Justin nodded. “Yeah, after we land, I thought we could have coffee. You think he just wants to fuck me?”
“Brian wants to fuck everyone, once at least.” Emmett laughed. “Besides he only goes to sex clubs. I’ve known Brian Kinney for years and to my knowledge, he has never been on a traditional date.”
“Oh, I see,” Justin said disappointed. He thought he may like Brian; there was something about his eyes that stirred Justin. So Brian was an asshole, damn.
“Will you cancel?”
“I don’t know yet,” Justin said. “I’ll think about it. Shouldn’t we be setting up for dinner?”
“Hells bells; look at the time,” Emmett bubbled. “We’d better get a move on,” he smiled.
For the rest of the trip, Emmett felt Justin was deep in thought.
Justin was angry that Brian was deceptive. Why bother coming for coffee? If he just wanted a fuck, they could have done that in the men’s room at the airport. If you say you want to have coffee with someone then it gives the impression that you’re interested in more than a fuck. If he was the predator that Emmett described, he was using Justin to break his fast, the prick. Brian must think he’s the new piece of ass. Justin was furious. He wanted to go back to the cockpit and punch him but there were more ways of killing a cat than skinning it. The next drink break, he asked Emmett to take for him.
“Coffee, boys,” Emmett smiled.
Brian turned around and took his cup. “Where’s Justin?” he asked.
“Busy with a passenger,” Emmett smiled. He was dying of curiosity. “What are you all doing when we land?”
“Getting some sleep, this flight really knocks me around,” Ted sighed.
Brian laughed. “Do you ever get laid, Theodore?”
“Brian, there is nothing wrong with getting some sleep,” Ted defended his right to rest.
“Yeah, right,” Brian rolled his eyes.
“Michael is already here so we are going to dinner; you guys are welcome to join us.” Ben offered.
“I have plans too, if we don’t hurry up and get there, I think I’ll go insane,” Brian complained. “Okay, we’ll be landing in ten, better get ready,” Brian smiled.
Emmett smiled. Brian certainly wasn’t saying anything but that wasn’t unusual for Brian. He smiled at the passengers all the way back to the galley. “Have you decided what you are gonna do about Brian?”
Justin smiled. “I’ll take care of him.”
Emmett waited but Justin wasn’t saying anymore. Oh well, it would be fun to see someone put Brian Kinney in his place. As soon as Brian’s announcement they would be landing shortly came over the PA, they hurried to be prepared.
When they disembarked Brian was waiting for Justin at the exit.
“Do you know where you want to go?” Brian asked.
“Not really,” Justin smiled.
“I know just the place, let’s grab a cab.”
Justin nodded and followed Brian out of the terminal.
“How about we go back to the hotel and change and then we’ll head off?” Brian suggested.
“Do we stay at the same place?” Justin asked, surprised.
“Yeah, they always book us at the same hotel,” Brian smiled.
Brian told the cab where to go and checked them in at the hotel. Justin was very impressed with Brian’s French, he sounded like a local. Brian came back to him, smiling. “They put us in adjoining rooms. Emmett is already up there, he’s sharing with you.”
“We have to share our room?” he said.
“Yeah, stewards room in pairs.”
“Come on, let’s change.” Brian stood back to let Justin into the elevator first. He wanted to get a better glimpse of Justin’s ass. Mmmm, he thought, just what the doctor ordered. Brian handed Justin the keys and took his bag. “You can open the door,” he smiled.
Justin was confused. For a predator, Brian was certainly polite. He hadn’t made a move on him yet but he shouldn’t let his guard down. Brian had gotten them adjoining rooms.
“312, here it is, which one was yours?” Justin asked.
“This one and 314 is for you and Emmett,” Brian smiled. “Open mine up first, we’re here.”
Justin put the key in the door and pushed it open. The room wasn’t huge but it was nice. Brian put his bag down in the bedroom and then carried Justin’s to his room. The other room had twin beds and was tiny. The water in the bathroom was already running.
“Emmett must be in the shower already,” Justin said disappointed that he would have to wait.
Brian put down Justin’s bag and smiled. He stepped closer to Justin, his hazel eyes sparkling. “You can shower in my room,” he offered.
“Um, no Emmett won’t be long, you’ll need to use yours first, anyway.”
Brian smirked at him. “We could always shower together.”
Justin was planning on ditching Brian later to teach him a lesson but as Brian stood close to him, his plan began to fade.
Brian stepped even closer and placed his hands on Justin’s hips. “Whadda ya say?” he smiled.
Justin could feel his cock twitch as Brian pulled their bodies together. Suddenly showering with Brian seemed like a good idea, even though when Brian was two feet away from him, it wouldn’t have. Justin nodded and Brian grabbed his bag with one hand and Justin’s hand with his other. The door closed as Emmett came out of the bathroom.
In the hallway, Brian leaned Justin against the closed door of his room and kissed him, tasting his lips, savoring them like a fine wine. Justin could feel that Brian was as hard as he was, as Brian leaned on him to open the door. The door opened and Justin fell backwards. Brian grabbed him and pulled them together again. This time the kisses were more intense, more pressing. He kicked the door closed with his foot and let his jacket slip off his shoulders onto the floor. Brian slid off Justin’s jacket too and started to unbutton his shirt, his kisses not being interrupted at all.
Justin’s head was spinning as Brian kissed him over and over. He could feel Brian’s hands touching his bare flesh, giving him tingles. He felt Brian’s hand slide down onto his bare ass. Justin was surprised; he didn’t even remember Brian taking off his pants.
Brian’s tongue was probing the inside of Justin’s mouth and his hands were wandering up Justin’s back and down onto his ass again. “Mmmmm, you taste so good,” Brian sighed. “I want you. I don’t think I can wait for us to shower.”
Justin smiled, here it came. “We have to, I’m all dirty,” he panted.
Brian opened his eyes. “I’m dirty too, we can be dirty together,” Brian pressed their lips together again.
“Shower, first,” Justin insisted. “If Brian was as bad as they said, he wanted to get a closer look before he did anything he would regret later.
“Mmmm,” Brian grumbled. This kid knew how to kill a mood.
Justin took his hand and pulled Brian into the bathroom. He turned on the water and then turned to face the hazel eyes. Brian started to pull off his shirt and Justin stopped him. “Let me do it,” he smiled. He slowly unbuttoned Brian’s shirt and pulled it out of his pants, sliding it off Brian’s shoulders as he leaned forward and flicked Brian’s nipples with his tongue.
“Mmmm,” Brian shivered.
Justin undid his belt and unclipped Brian’s pants. He slid his hand onto Brian’s ass and pulled him close to kiss him.
Brian became impatient and backed Justin into the shower. He tore off the rest of his clothes. He needed to get off now. This romantic bullshit was just taking too long. He grabbed a condom from his pocket and spun a surprised Justin around. He bent him forward and prepared him quickly then rolled the condom onto his cock.
Justin’s head was spinning again as Brian pressed him against the glass shower wall and pushed in slowly. This was a lot faster than he was used to and Brian’s cock was huge. He cried out as Brian breeched the first ring of muscle. Brian stopped kissing Justin’s neck, surprised at his response.
“What?”
“It’s too quick Brian, I’m not ready yet.”
Brian wasn’t sure whether to continue or not. Nobody had ever stopped him before.
“You can’t just fuck me with something that big without any effort at all,” Justin complained. “Let’s forget it.”
Brian was stunned. “Huh?” was all he could manage.
Justin leaned back and pushed him away. When he turned, he could see Brian’s cock was already leaking into the condom. “I can jerk you off if you want,” he offered.
Now it was Brian’s turn to be shocked. This had never happened to him before. Was this kid offering to do him a favor? Fuck that.
Justin sensed Brian’s displeasure but he didn’t care. Nobody was ever going to treat him like that. He wasn’t a piece of ass, he was a person and he deserved to be treated like one. Justin began to soap up and Brian stood staring at him, amazed. He washed off the soap and climbed out of the shower, drying off quickly. “Listen let’s forget about tonight, I think I’ll grab something to eat and have an early night.”
Brian hadn’t moved.
Justin turned off the water and stepped back into the shower in his towel. He slid his hands up Brian’s chest and softly kissed him on the lips. “No hard feelings, okay?” Justin stepped out of the shower again and went outside, grabbed his bag and returned to his room in the towel.
Brian heard the door close and leaned against the wall, astounded. He must have stood there for another five minutes before it fully dawned on him that Justin wasn’t coming back. Brian tried to gather himself together. Now he was angry. What does he mean ‘too fast’? Did that kid actually have the hide to criticize the way he fucked? This was bullshit that he didn’t need. His cock was soft now and the he didn’t even feel like jerking off at all. He turned the water back on and stood under it, trying to calm his fury.
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Emmett looked up at Justin coming back in a towel. “Where have you been like that?” he asked.
“Don’t even ask, I just want to get dressed and go for a walk.”
Emmett could see that Justin didn’t want to talk about it. Justin dressed and left.
An hour later, he was sitting in a café drinking espresso, looking at the river. This was the Paris that he’d always wanted to experience. He thought about the way Brian had just tried to fuck him and regretted that he even was prepared to give him a chance. When Emmett told him what Brian was like, he’d decided to not even bother but there was something about Brian that made him try again. How wrong could he be? He pulled out his sketch pad and started to draw, pushing Brian from his mind. Nothing was going to spoil his trip, particularly an oversexed, insensitive oaf that thought all he had to do was shove it in to show Justin a good time. What a waste of Brian’s assets, those eyes, a great body, magnificent cock, Justin sighed. What a shame. The only decent thing to come out of the whole mess; was the look on Brian’s face when he walked out. Justin smiled. At least that memory would help with the rest of it.
At the same time, Brian was getting his dick sucked, trying to forget what had happened earlier. He was still angry but was starting to wonder if so much time on the plane had made him a little over enthusiastic. Still, Justin didn’t have to leave like that. The kid was tight but he wouldn’t have hurt him. He looked down at the guy on his knees with his mouth wrapped around his cock. This was boring; he was taking too long too. Where did he have to go find a decent mouth and a place to put his dick? Paris wasn’t what it used to be, he shook his head. He tapped the guy on the head. “Can we move this along?” Brian pulled the guy to his feet and ripped off his pants. He spun his around and prepared quickly before sinking into the guy completely. Ahhh, that was better, that kid didn’t have a fucking clue. He fucked the guy, happily until he came; pulled out and discarded the condom. “Thanks,” he smiled and left. He needed to get some sleep before the flight home tomorrow. What a fucking awful trip? He would talk to Marjorie when he got back and get that kid put on a different crew. He didn’t want to ever see his face again.
The flight back was strained. Everyone knew something must have happened between them. Emmett had told everyone that Justin had returned to their room in only a towel and now Brian and he weren’t even civil. It didn’t take a genius to figure it out. Neither man would discuss it so they all gossiped behind their backs. When they arrived home, Brian requested that Justin be reassigned. The gossip spread like wildfire through the ranks. No one knew what really happened so they just made it up as they went along. Harvey heard the gossip and was sitting doing the roster. He couldn’t help smiling. Brian was a good pilot but he was a spoilt and petulant one. This kid obviously was doing something with Brian and something had happened. No, he decided, fuck him. I’m not shuffling everyone’s roster to allow Brian Kinney to get out of something that was embarrassing to him. There was no talk that Justin wanted to move so it must be Brian’s problem. He’d spoken to most of the crew on that flight and Justin was very capable and efficient. Justin Taylor stayed and that was his final decision. Maybe this would give Brian back a little of the grief that Brian had caused him.
When Brian heard that Harvey wasn’t prepared to disrupt everyone else’s roster, he was enraged. He threatened to leave and Harvey laughed at him. He called Brian’s bluff and said that if Brian felt he was forced to make other arrangements then he would understand. That wasn’t the answer Brian was expecting. He fumed all the way home and threw his bag in the door. He showered quickly and dressed for Babylon. He was home in the good ole USA where fags knew what it meant to be fucked. Special little princesses that need a delicate touch had no business tricking. Fuck, he thought, he was gonna have to work with that kid, shit.