Those Who Favor Fire by jenn (NC-17)

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Fandom: QUEER AS FOLK: US
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Author on LJ: seperis
Author Website: http://seperis.illuminatedtext.com
Why this must be read:

Guh. So hot. I honestly don't have words. This was one of the very first QAF stories I had ever read, and I remember it like fireworks going off in my brain. I read it in the summertime, when I could literally feel the heat in the story as Brian and Justin cope with a broken air conditioner. I love how jenn combines a sense of humour with amazingly descriptive prose and ohmygodsohot sex. This story just rules.

A shower would be so good. Water on his skin, but it's not been any better than lukewarm for longer than Justin can remember. He imagines ice, slick and cold, and snow, rolling naked in it, just to feel that bite against bare flesh. Ice cream, sweet and rich, filling his mouth, numbing his tongue. Snow cones from the mall that he eats with Daphne, chilled strawberry syrup and crushed ice.

Then--

"Christ." He opens his eyes, and it's Brian, just above, straddling his hips and pinning him to the bed before he can arch. Cold, cold *something* on his chest, sending shockwaves through every inch of his body.

He raises a hand, catching it before it slides away, and then Brian's leaning down, leaving a chill line across one cheek. Justin stares at the ice cube caught between even white teeth. "What--"

A grin, quick and sharp, then hands lock on his wrists, and Justin shivers at the line of cold down his chest, sliding back up with excruciating slowness. A circle of each nipple that forces sounds out of his mouth that he doesn't recognize, and his cock's pushing against Brian's ass, almost painful, almost as good as the cold of that mouth, those lips. "Brian--"

Did he say it was too hot for sex?

Those Who Favor Fire