Keys to Love (29 page)

When they reached Miami a couple days ago, the band had two days off. On the first, he went with everyone to look at concert grands and while Julian didn’t find one he liked as well as his old one, he found one with a sound he and Jesse both agreed on.

On the second day, he and Julian spent the morning in bed, the afternoon shopping, the evening at a beautiful dinner, the night wrapped around each other once again. With the shopping, Keys to Love
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Julian insisted on getting him a new wardrobe. The first few stores Julian took him to surpassed his comfort level with their swank, but he adjusted quickly with Julian guiding him through the couture.

What amazed him further was that day, Julian told him he would be dropping his name as his partner in his next interview, that he wanted him to attend award shows with him, to be a part of meetand-greets, and other events. Julian was opening his life to him, completely and fully. With such a profound thing, how could he not allow Julian to spoil him? Every day, their lives were becoming more intertwined.

Laughter from the stage pulled his attention back to Julian and the guys. Jesse was pushing Brad away from the drums and taking over. He snatched Brad’s drumsticks, twirled one in his right fingers, then started pounding the skins, not playing a Conquest song, or any song Morgan knew of, just laying a kicking beat. He realized Jesse was just playing around, but the rhythms he laid down instantly caught his attention, making him want to move to them.

Morgan glanced at Evan. “It looks like your husband has lost his focus.”

Evan looked up from a contract he was reading. “Yeah. That happens a lot.”

“Is this a new song he’s working on?”

“If it is, he hasn’t shared it with me yet. He likes taking over instruments and playing whatever his fingers and ears tell him.

You haven’t seen him and Julian have one of their classical showdowns yet, have you?”

Morgan shook his head. “No. What’s that?”

“When they get bored, they challenge each other with classical pieces trying to outplay each other. It’s fun and amazing to watch.”

“Jesse can keep up with him?”

“He played classical piano for years.” Evan smiled at him.

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“He’s not your average rocker boy.”

Jesse’s voice interrupted with shouting, “Brandon!”

Morgan snapped his head around to where Jesse was looking.

Brandon walked between seats toward the stage, waving to Jesse with one hand, holding the hand of his partner, Shunichi, in his other. Morgan couldn’t control the tension creeping over him, the annoyance at Brandon’s glowing, actor-perfect smile. He felt a hand rest on his shoulder. He turned to see Evan had stood up and was also looking at Brandon.

“You don’t have anything to worry about from him,” Evan said.

“That still doesn’t make me any more thrilled to see someone Julian’s been naked with.”

“I understand completely, but I’m afraid you’ll have to get used to it. Brandon couldn’t be more a part of Conquest than if he was in the band.” Evan glanced at the stage. He sucked in a sharp breath. “Please don’t fall.”

Morgan looked to the stage and saw Jesse sprinting for the edge. At how fast he moved, even he held his breath, but Jesse gracefully slid off it to land on his feet and jogged to meet his brother, nearly knocking him over as he embraced him. Morgan sighed and stood. “I should probably introduce myself.”

“It’d be the nice thing to do so he can put a face to your name.”

Morgan gave him a curious look.

Evan laughed. “You didn’t really expect Jess to hold out on to so juicy a tidbit as Jules having a man, did you?”

Morgan grinned. “I guess not.”

Evan hushed his voice. “Besides, the more eyes watching everyone’s back, the better.”

“I’ll agree with that.”

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at the end of the row he and Evan would come out from. He felt a burst of reassurance at Julian waiting for him. As they reached the end of the row, Julian smiled at Morgan and held out his hand. Morgan took it, and side by side they moved to join the others.

Brandon and Shunichi took turns greeting Evan with hugs.

After Brandon released Evan, he held his arms open for Julian.

Morgan fought his jealousy down as he watched Brandon laugh and jostle Julian in an embrace.

As Brandon released him, Julian went next into Shunichi’s arms. “I’m surprised you’re both here. I didn’t really expect you to come down with my piano.”

“We wanted to make sure it was treated well,” Shunichi said.

“But even more, Jesse told us about what’s going on. We wanted to see you in person to make sure you’re handling things alright, and try to help out if we can, even if it’s only for a couple days.”

“Thank you,” Julian said. “I appreciate it since I know you’re both so busy. Then it’s here?”

Shunichi shook his head. “Not yet. We were a little ahead of the truck.”

As Morgan watched them, he saw there wasn’t any tension between Julian and Brandon’s partner, only warmth and friendship. He felt surprised by it, but also more secure.

“I’ll be so relieved when it gets here in one, undamaged piece.” Julian faced around and gestured to Morgan. “And now for the man I’ve been dying to introduce you both to. Brandon, Shun, this is Morgan Chandler.”

Brandon offered Morgan his hand and a smile. “I’m glad to finally meet you. Jesse’s talked about you so much, I was starting to get worried you were more his boyfriend than Julian’s.”

Morgan couldn’t help but chuckle as he took Brandon’s hand.

“No worries on that.” He slid his arm around Julian’s waist. “I’ve got my perfect man here.”

Brandon laid his arm over Shunichi’s shoulders. “So I see and
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have heard.” He looked at Julian. “But what’s this whole thing about you peeing outside?”

Julian shot Jesse a glare. “Did you really have to?”

Jesse snickered and spun around. “Come on, guys. Let’s get some lunch.”

Julian turned to Morgan. “You can join us, can’t you?”

Morgan shook his head. “I was only on a short break as it is.

Now that you guys are done playing, I need to help get the stage ready or Kurt will have a fit.”

“Screw Kurt,” Jesse said. “What’s he going to do if you hang out with us?”

“True, but I have my own sense of responsibility, too.”

“You might want to think about ditching that if you’re going to hang out with rock stars, man,” Brad said.

Julian clasped Morgan’s hand. “If you’re not coming, then I’ll stick around, too.”

Evan looked back at him. “Just so long as you don’t go running off anywhere by yourself.”

“I won’t.”

Julian and Morgan walked with them to a back exit, then turned and traveled the way they’d come after they all left.

“You don’t have to stay,” Morgan said. “I’m going to be working, anyway.”

“So you think.”

Morgan glanced at him.

As they came upon the dressing rooms, Julian veered into one, dragging Morgan in. He locked the door, then leaned back on it, grinning at Morgan. “And now, I finally have you all to myself.”

Morgan smiled and shook his head at him. “Don’t you get enough of that already?”

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hands on Morgan’s shoulders.

Morgan walked backward until he bumped into a chair and sat down, reaching to pull Julian onto his lap. Instead, Julian dropped to his knees in front of him.

Julian rubbed Morgan’s thighs, his playful demeanor replaced by concern. “You seemed tense when talking to Brandon. Are you alright?”

“Yeah,” Morgan said, hearing the tightness in his tone. “It’s just, it’s not easy, looking at him and knowing about you guys. It’s probably stupid of me to be jealous, but it’s hard not to be.” His voice dipped to a grumble. “And he doesn’t make it any easier, looking as hot as he does.”

Julian laughed softly. “That’s not really something he can help.” He leaned over Morgan’s lap. “But I happen to think he doesn’t even compare to you.”

Morgan caressed Julian’s cheek. “Really?”

Julian nodded. “You’re far more hot.” He slid his hands higher on Morgan’s thighs. “So much so, when everyone was talking about lunch, only one thing came to my mind as being able to satiate my hunger.”

Desire heated Morgan’s body. His cock, already half up with just having Julian on his knees in front of him, finished filling.

“And what would that be?”

Julian opened the button on Morgan’s jeans and dragged the zipper over the solid bulge inside. “I’ll show you.”

Morgan lifted his ass to edge his jeans and boxer-briefs down.

His swollen rod rose free. Julian lowered his head. A hushed groan left Morgan as his cock slid along Julian’s soft cheek. Julian kissed the shaft at the base, then teased the spot where it met the sac before putting his lips to the same spot and sucking.

Morgan rubbed one hand through Julian’s hair, the softness sliding between his fingers adding to his pleasure. Julian’s warm tongue licked a wet line up the vein on the underside. Morgan watched him trace the flared head and dip the tip of his tongue
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into the slit. Just the sight of Julian with his cock made him want to come. And yet at the same time, he wanted to watch him suck and play with it for hours.

With Morgan’s slit cleaned of fluid, Julian opened his mouth and shoved as much of the thick cock in as he could. His hand on the base, he pumped it with each movement of his head.

Morgan couldn’t take his eyes away from the vision of Julian sucking him, his skin turning shiny and slick with Julian’s saliva.

Julian added a twist each time he reached the head, hitting his sweet spot perfectly every time.

He wanted to hold off on coming, but Julian worked him so good, and what was more, looked so beautiful doing it. He started rocking his hips in small, urgent motions. Julian matched his pace, sucking and yanking on his cock harder. Julian moaned, and the sound finished him.

Morgan groaned between clenched teeth; his head fell back as he came.

Julian continued to pump him throughout the orgasm, swallowing quickly to take all his cum. He slowly eased Morgan’s cock out of his mouth, continuing to gently lick and kiss at it for a few moments more. He smiled up at Morgan. “Do you feel more reassured now?”

“Very much.” Morgan caught him by the upper arm and hauled him off his knees to kiss him.

Julian withdrew his tongue from Morgan’s mouth. “I can’t wait until later when I can be inside you.”

Morgan grinned and kissed Julian’s throat where it met his jaw. “Why should we wait until later? Let’s go back to the hotel now.”

“Weren’t you just saying something earlier about your whole sense of responsibility and all that?”

“Yeah, but Brad did tell me I should lose it if I’m going to hang out with rock stars.”

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to thank him.”

Morgan got to his feet with a pull from Julian, then released Julian’s hands to close his jeans. They walked out of the dressing room to Kurt standing in the hall, holding a clipboard while looking at some equipment crates.

Kurt glanced at them, his gaze settling on Morgan. “There you are. I need you to help get the amps set up.”

Morgan detected a hint of Kurt’s usual demanding tone hiding under forced niceness. He tried to think of how to tell him he was taking the afternoon off, when Julian rescued him.

“Actually, Kurt, I need to borrow Morgan for the rest of the day. I’m sure you can find someone else.”

The smile Kurt presented looked as if it caused him physical pain. “Of course, Mr. Forrester.”

Julian nodded his thanks and marched away holding Morgan’s hand.

“You do realize you just made my life hell for the rest of this tour, don’t you?” Morgan said.

Julian smirked at him. “Now how can your life be hell when you have me in it?”

Morgan pulled his hand from Julian’s to wrap his arm around his shoulders. “You’re right. Nothing could make it short of heaven so long as I have you.”

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Remmy watched Julian and Morgan leave the stadium. He slowly looked away. He walked through the backstage, his head down, his mind moving through thoughts of what-ifs. Another roadie jogged up to him.

“Hey, Remmy. Julian’s piano is here. I told the truck to go around back.”

“Thanks.”

Remmy returned from where he departed. He opened a back door with a weary shove, seeing the delivery truck waiting. He
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directed it to the loading docks. Once in place, the driver jumped out and ambled to the back. He unlocked the steel doors and pulled them open.

Remmy stared inside. He took a slow step forward, then jumped in the back. Julian’s personal and prized piano sat wrapped and padded as if it were fine porcelain. He saw hints of it through the wrapping, the rich wood color, the ornate carvings on the legs. Even silent it was a work of art.

He spun away from it and leaped out the truck. “It looks like it’s in one piece. Come on in and take a rest from your drive while I round up some of the guys to unload it.”

Remmy slowly closed the doors, gazing inside as darkness fell over the piano.

Julian pointed at the delivery truck and spoke to the limo driver. “Drop us off over there, please.”

Morgan sighed. “Well, at least now I know what’s more important to you, me or your piano.”

Julian gave him an exasperated look. “You know that’s not true.”

One of Morgan’s eyebrows rose. “Right. Because you canceling our afternoon love session to meet your piano fills me with so much confidence.”

“I can’t help it. When Brandon called and said the driver called him to say he was nearly at the stadium, I just had to be here for its unloading.” Julian rested his hand on Morgan’s thigh.

“You’re not really upset, are you?”

Morgan put his arm around Julian’s shoulders. “Of course not. I wouldn’t expect you to be any different. I’m just trying to make you feel guilty so you’ll want to make it up to me with wild, crazy sex later.”