Word Count: 300 - triple drabble
A/N: Written for the prompt 'Overworked' at QAF Drabbles on Insane Journal
"Your professor failing you is not my problem, Taylor." The Sap barely looked up from his paperwork, not the least bit sympathetic to Justin's dilemma. "You're supposed to dance on the bar this weekend, and that's what you're going to do."
Justin cursed to himself. He'd hardly slept at all during the past two weeks while he worked on his project for school, and it still needed to be tweaked to perfection before he handed in it on Monday. Shaking his ass on Babylon's bar for tuition didn't fit into his schedule. How did he let himself get so fucking overworked?
"Are you coming to bed any time soon, Sunshine? I've got nine inches of hard cock that need you." Brian leaned over Justin's shoulder and suckled the side of his neck, creeping his hands down the front of his beautiful body.
"I can't. I've got to finish this so I can work this weekend."
Brian focused on the computer screen in front of them. "That's very nice. I'm going to give you the whole weekend to finish it. Come to bed with me." Gently pulling Justin up out of his chair, he kissed his lips before the protest could escape.
"Where's your boyfriend, Kinney? Last weekend I paid him to make out with you on his breaks, and this weekend he doesn't even show up?"
"Relax, Sap." Brian forced himself to be civil to the sleaze who managed Babylon. "Justin's home with the flu. He's coughing and sneezing and running a fever of a hundred and two."
"Yeah? Well, you can tell him he's fi-"
"I've got you covered," Brian interrupted. "Here's a replacement with a killer body and dance moves to match, guaranteed to keep your customers happy."
Emmett grinned and stripped to his undies.
"Go for it, Emmylou!"