


Taste the Rainbow

by Amanda9



Category: Queer as Folk
Genre: Romance
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2005-12-21
Updated: 2005-12-21
Packaged: 2013-09-18 13:52:15
Rating: T
Chapters: 1
Words: 525
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Story URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2714059/1/
Author URL: http://www.fanfiction.net/u/230588/Amanda9
Summary: People could say that Brian has tasted every flavour of the rainbow...all of them but one.





	Taste the Rainbow

**Title**: **_Taste the Rainbow  
_****By**: Amanda  
**Rating:** Strong PG-13.  
**Feedback**: sweety167yahoo.ca  
**For**: Angie  
**Disclaimer**: I own no Queer as Folk characters. Which is a real pity if you ask me, I'd treat them real nice.  
**Pairing:** Brian/Michael  
**Spoilers:** None, but takes place after Season 5.  
**Summary**: People could say that Brian has tasted every flavour of the rainbow…all of them but one.  
**Completed**: December 21, 2005  
**Notes:** For Angie! Happy Holidays my Dear! kisses The Second of my Christmas Gift Fics!

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"Why do we even come to this anymore?" Michael watched the rainbow of colours and half-naked men parade down Liberty Avenue with detached amusement.

A particularly muscular brunette dragged his eyes up Brian's body and cast him a haughty smirk. But Brian didn't bother lifting his sunglasses for the passing show. In all honesty he looked just as bored as Michael felt.

"To look at the pretty rainbow Mikey," He draped an arm over his friend's shoulders, "That, and to see what's available this year. And in what colour."

He lowered his sunglasses to watch a purple painted club boy shake all he had for the crowd.

"Is there anyone here you haven't had?" Michael shook his head, trying hard to laugh at the whole thing.

"Only one," he smirked, "Been saving him for a special occasion."

Michael raised an eyebrow, curious against better judgement. Nervous against all past experiences, "W…who?"

That evil twinkle in his eyes showed itself as Brian raised his sunglasses to sit them on the top of his head. His mouth twisted into a devilish grin.

And Michael was lost.

Before he could move, or react, or anything, Brian's mouth was pressed against his. The warm, soft and familiar flesh parted to let the devilish tongue slip its way into its second home.

One hand gripped tightly to Michael's slender hip, pulling him closer. Meshing the two, hard bodies together. The other found its way into Michael's hair, pulling the other man closer, even closer than possible and still remain two separate people. Michael melded himself to the other man, like pieces of a puzzle. His fingers clawing desperately at the tight fitting shirt keeping him away from Brian. Wanton and desperate – as everyone has always predicted about little Mikey.

But neither seemed to care that they were standing in the middle of the bustling street.

It was longer and harder than friendship would allow. And the feral groan from deep within Brian's chest was not a sound one made to their best friend. It was something that spoke of desire, lust and other deadly sins.

But at the little whimper from Michael, Brian pulled back. Staring into those wild, chocolate brown eyes and at the swollen, panting mouth, it took all control he could muster to keep the distance between them. To make his point, and try to say what he was hinting at.

He slowly, and purposely, ran his tongue along his kiss-swollen lips. With a big, broad smile, Brian waved his little pride flag and quipped, "Taste the rainbow."

**End.**


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