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Steven and Brian Chapter 13 ===================================================
Unfortunatly the peace of the evening was to be short-lived. Two hours after I went to sleep I suddenly awoke. I heard someone vomiting in the bathroom so I rushed into my bathroom. There in front of the toilet was Brian. I walked slowly over to him so as not to suprise him. He saw me walking his way, but couldn't say anything before his head was back over the toilet. I reached over and placed a hand on his bare back.
"Ahhhh!" I riped my hand away from his skin, only to finally notice everything about him. His skin was red and puffy, and upon closer inspection, the sheene on his back was not sweat.
"I'm sorry Brian, I didn't mean to hurt you."
"I hurt so bad Steven. I feel like I'm on fire or something. What..." But he couldn't finish as he went back over the toilet, but was reduced to dry heaves. There was nothing more I wanted to do right then other than wrap my arms around him and try to confort him. I ran through the symptoms in my head, and it all came down to what had to be an allergic reaction. Couldn't be food poisoning because we ate the same thing.
"Brian look at me." He turned his tear stained face my direction. "Do you know if you have any allergies to anything you ate tonight?"
"I don't know."
"What have you not eaten before that you had tonight?" Brian appeared to think for a moment.
"Escargot." Oh God, it was the escargot. He was simply having a very bad reaction to the food. The oil from tonights massage had heated along with his skin, and was not slowly burning it.
"Brian, I will be right back, ok baby?" He slowly nodded his head as he began to heave again. I got up and started out of the bathroom. "Brian..."
he looked over "I love you, in sickness and in health." A small smile came through his tears when he heard my words, and I left the room. I walked over to the keypad by my door, and deactivated the motion sensors in the house, then left. I ran down the stairs and into my study, where I ran over to one of the cabinets. I opened the door and removed my medic bag, then started back up the stairs. Apparently the beeping of the alarm had woken Marie as she was standing at the top of the stairs with her robe wrapped tightly around her.
"Boss, whats wrong?"
"Brian is having an allergic reaction to something we are for dinner, I needed my bag."
"Anything I can help with?"
"Not tonight I don't think, I'll buzz your room if there is something I need. You might as well get your sleep."
"OK, goodnight."
"Goodnight." I walked back to my bedroom and into the bathroom, and Brian was just where I had left him. "I'm back baby, I'm back. I need you to tell me everything that is wrong, in detail so I can help you OK?"
"My stomach is killing me. I've got really bad cramps. And...oh!" Was the last thing that he said as he began to heave again. Tears began to fall from my eyes as I watched him in his current position. It hurt me to see him haunched over in pain. After a few seconds he was done, and he got his breathing back under control. "I feel like I'm on fire."
"OK Brian, listen to me. I'm going to give you a shot of concentrated anti-hitamine, and then you are going to take a warm desensitizing bath. Thats all I can do for you here at the house, OK?" He nodded. I got in my bag and took out the syringe and then dug around in the cabinets until I found a cotton ball and some alcohol.
"Baby, this is really going to hurt your skin, but I promise you that you need to do it OK?" He nodded yes as fresh tears rolled down his face, as well as mine. I had to stop and take several deep breaths to try and calm myself down. I had done this a countless number of times, but never to someone as special as Brian. I tried to look at his outstreached arm and imagine that it was somebody else's, but that didn't work. I opened the bottle of alcohol and tipped it over onto the cotton. "Are you ready baby?"
He slowly nodded yes, so I continued. I slowly gripped his arm and heard the sharp intake of breath Brian took. I took a deep breath and quickly rubbed the area with the cotton.
Brian let out a blood-curdling scream as I did so, and his face contorted to one of complete agony. I began to cry harder as well. I couldn't stop myself. His sobs were louder than before, and his cries went straight to my heart. I silently asked God why this had to happen, why I had to see my lover in so much pain, but I got no reponse. I didn't want to draw out the pain, so I quickly inserted the needle into its mark, and injected the clear fluid. Brian tried to rip his arm away instinctively, but I held on, and quickly removed the needle.
I looked once again at his face to see it thrown back in a terrible contortion, tears flowing down his cheecks. I heard my bathroom door fly open, and turned to see every person in my house either standing there or coming to a stop.
"What the hell are you doing to him?!?" yelled Nick as he began to run towards Brian.
"NO!" I yelled as I tried to stand between them, not wanting Nick to touch Brian. Nick was stronger than he looked as he began to shove me aside. I drew back my arm and swung, connecting with the side of his face. When AJ and Kevin saw this they began to rush over as well. "STOP! DON'T TOUCH HIM!" AJ ignored me as he grabbed Brian's hand, only to have it ripped away with and agonized wail. "I SAID DON'T TOUCH HIM!!!" I calmed my voice. "He's having an allergic reaction to his dinner. His skin is burning and hypersensitive. Don't touch him."
"Why was he screaming?" Kevin requested.
"I was giving him a anti-histamine by injection. I had to swab the area with alcohol. It burt him terribly. Now all of you out, I am doing my best to help him, but I cannot do it with all of you here." One by one they slowly turned and walked out the door. Nick took one last look at me and then closed the door. I walked over to the bath and began filling it with warm water. I once again dug through my bad before finding the right bottle and pouring its contents into the water.
"Baby, I need to get your boxers off."
"I can't take anymore Steven."
"Brian, I know you are in a lot of pain, but if you dont' get in that water you are going to be in that pain until your body stops reacting." There was silence in the room which was interrupted only by Brian's sniffles. "Do you think you can stand?" Just to prove to me that he could, Brian very painfully stood up. "You want me to help you?" He slowly nodded as he held his arms out to the side, trying not to touch himself. I slowlyslid my hand up the inside of his boxers, trying my best not to toush his tender skin. He hissed as I pulled the material away from his waist, but other than that, I manuvered the cotton so that it would not touch him.
I led him over to the bath and tested the temperature of the water, shutting it off, and looked to make sure the green crystals had disolved and were evenly distributed. With a couple of circular motions of my arms, the water mixed around enough to be the same color, and stood to face Brian. "Hold out your hand baby." He did so and I allowed some of the water to drip off of my hand and onto his. He cries out when they landed and tried to shake them off, then looked at me with questioning eyes."
"That is what it is going to feel like when you first step into this water, but watch this." I look my finger and poked the place on his hand with my nail. He drew back, expecting there to be pain,but when he realized there was none, he looked back at me.
"I guess it is worth it."
"It will be baby, I promise."
Brian slowly stepped into the tub, and almost jumped babck out, but I push him back in and held him down. He whiped around a couple of times and tried to get out, but I simply push him down further, even getting his head under water once. Once the pain was gone, he laid his head on my arm and closed his eyes, still breathing deeply.
"Do you want me to come in there with you."
"Please."
I pushed off my boxers and slid into the tub, pulling him back onto my chest. "I'm so sorry I hurt you tonight baby."
"You did what you had to do."
"You know that phrase 'It's going to hurt me than it will hurt you?"
"Uh huh."
"It's true."
"I love you."
"I love you too baby. Try and get some rest ok?" I didn't need to even say it, when I looked down, Brian was sleeping on my chest. I groaned in frustration. I'mn glad that Brian was feeling better, but now I wasn't going to be feeling anything for the next 24 hours. A small price to pay though. Nick poked his head into the bathroom just a couple of minutes later.
"We're all really worried out here. How is it going?"
"He's sleeping. You all go back to your rooms, and I'll see you in the morning."
"OK, goodnight."
I didn't even answer him as I performed my last conscience task by turning on the jets so that the water would stay warm through the nite
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