Quotations

        He'd thought that he was important. He'd thought that he'd mattered. He'd thought that AJ fucking cared.
        He'd been wrong.
        -"AJ"

"That's that, then. Crisis solved. This superhero stuff's pretty easy, wouldn't you say?" Spike asked. "I don't know what Buffy's always going on about." -"Angel"

"Oh, oh, macho posturing, can I play too?" Xander's voice asked. -"Are We Friends?"

"We agreed to spend two nights a week doing something together that wasn't sex, clubbing, or TV. It was either this, Twister, or laundry. You know how Brian gets around clean laundry." -"Attained"

        Joey didn't know why he flirted with guys.
        It was easy. An easy thing to do.
        Not just any guys. Some guys. Specific guys.
        One guy.
        Chris.
        -"Awakenings"

        "I don't want to have sex with Joey!"
        "There go my plans for Friday night," Joey's voice called.
        -"Bad Lighting and Other Excuses"

He was doing this for Howie. Doing it for Howie. A favor for a friend. One night. Howie trusted him. -"Batteries Not Included"

Drew, Drew felt it. Drew lived it. Drew was always moving to the beat, with the rhythm, snapping his fingers or tapping his thigh as though there were some personal connection between Drew and that mysterious, primal, elusive beat. Drew moved with the rhythm, and the rhythm moved Drew. -"Beat"

        "I'm yours."
        "Tonight."
        "Tonight."
        "Tomorrow?"
        AJ shrugged and ran a thumb over Kevin's mouth. "Tomorrow's tomorrow."
        -"Black Cat"

        "Where've you guys been?" Howie asked as they turned the corner by the biography section.
        "Checking out the classics," Kevin said.
        -"Borders"

        Apparently Nick wasn't one for the art of subtlety. And that pleased little smile was doing things to Drew.    -"Boy Lead the Way to Ecstasy"

        “Call me when the plane lands,” Chris said. “Then call me every fifteen minutes after that, all week.”
        “Okay.” Chris’s embrace was exactly where he wanted to be. Exactly where he wanted to stay.
        “I’ll call you in between,” Chris said.
        -"Boyfriend"

"He really needs a bath. So do I. We're a mess. Do you want to come over here and lick us clean?" -"Brand Name Sex"

"Eat up." He set the tray over Brian's thighs. "Milk's getting cold." -"Breakfast in Bed"

He wished that Nick were here. It was impossible to be bored around Nick. -"Brian's Three Wishes"

        "Are you in there?" Chris asked Justin.
        "What?"
        "That means no," Joey said.
        -"Bridge"

        “I could kiss you,” Jeff said.
        Drew wrenched his hand free, jerking back, away from Jeff.
        “Or not,” Jeff said.
        -"Casual Touching"

“I don’t want anyone else to be more important to you than I am. I don’t want anyone else to take up your time and your brain and your emotions like I do. I don’t want anyone else to make you happy and crazy and pissed off like I do. I don’t want anyone else to be the center of your world like I am.” -"Change"

Chris still hated Justin. He was starting to hate JC, too. For using him. For making him think, for a few hours one night, that he might still matter. For giving him heaven and then stabbing him in the heart. -"Cheap Shot"

        "Joe, get your hand off my ass," Lance said.
        "Sorry." Joey returned his hand to Lance's back.
        -"Cobwebs, Mistletoe, and Pumpkin Goop"

        "Poor chilly Drew. Let me warm you up."
        "Nick! Not there."
        "You're nice and warm down there."
        -"Cold"

        "JC." Brian's hand caught his chin before their lips met.
        "I want to kiss you let me kiss you," he whispered, feeling his heart race, his gaze moving from Brian's mouth up to Brian's eyes and down again.
        -"Come"

        "Oh, no. We don't..."
        "You don't what?" Chris asked. "You don't have sex? I think we all know better."
        -"Come to You"

        That wasn't his toothbrush.
        JC swallowed, trying not to stare. It was just a toothbrush. Just a toothbrush, JC. Its only significance was that Brian practiced good oral hygiene.
        Good oral-
        God, JC, shut up and take a cold shower.
        -"Comeback"

He wanted to pull away from Brian. He wasn't beautiful. Brian couldn't want him anymore, not like that, not after... -"Comedown"

        "He's coming!" JC said, bouncing around Justin. "He's coming! He's-"
        "He's a funny-looking Backstreet Boy," Lance said. "Have some self-respect."
        "Have some dignity," Chris said, giving JC a wary glance.
        Justin and Joey bounced up and down in time with JC.
        Lance sighed and kept walking.
        -"Coming"

How could he describe that erotic, too-brief nirvana? "Mutual handjobs," he said. "Okay?" -"Considering the Possibilities"

        “I want to watch you do things, so when I can’t see you every day anymore, I’ll remember what it was like. This is Aaron brushing his teeth. This is Aaron eating breakfast.”
        “This is Aaron telling you to get a grip.” Aaron spat again and rinsed his mouth.
        -"Controlled Perfection"

Drew decided to give up on pretending to sleep, rolling over and opening his eyes. "You have specialized cuddling techniques?" -"Cuddle"

        "I am not feeling this rhythm," Joey said.
        "I am not feeling my feet," Chris said.
        "I'm feeling sweaty," JC said.
        -"The Dancer"

Flirting, dating, all of those steps - - they comprised a fascinating and provocative dance, and he'd never danced with a man. -"Dancing"

"I know, I know, I wouldn't be this upset if I didn't care so much. That's what they say, right? If what he does bothers you so much, it has to be because you care. If it comes down to that, I've gotta be in love with him, he drives me so crazy. But if I don't look out for him, who will?" -"Darien"

        "It's a form of self-expression."
        "What am I trying to express?"
        "I wish I knew," Brian said.
        -"Days Go"

        "You're not out there dancing!" JC chided, letting go of him. "Come on, we gotta show these fellas how it's done."
        "I've been showing them for ten hours straight. Where've you been?" he asked, standing. "Oh, JC, you look fine."
        "You look sweet," JC said, and rubbed at the fuzz on his chin. "You showing off like the man?"
        Justin blushed. "I'm twenty, JC, I'm allowed to show some facial hair here."
        "Let's go grab some ladies and do the ride," JC said.
        -"Deeper"

"Nick's my boyfriend," Justin said. "I'm in love with him and we're going to live together and fuck like bunnies." -"Delicious"

        He'd meant to step back from the limelight.
        He'd never meant to step back from Darren.
        -"Denial"

"He said, 'Sometimes when I touch you, you feel like sin against my fingers.'" -"Destiny"

        "You think I'm bi?"
        Fraser frowned. "By what, Ray?"
        -"Dialogue"

"I think he saw us. I think that's why everybody's looking at us like that. They all know, Pippin."

"Oh, good," Pippin said. "Then I can kiss you in front of them, without worrying about it."
-"A Different Light"

"You know that look Scott gets on his face when he wants to get a girl in his bed."

        "That stupid leer."
        "He thinks it looks seductive." Ritchie laughed without any humor at all. "Listen to me talking - - if he looked at me like that I'd drop my shorts on the spot. He wouldn't even have to ask."
        -"Divisions"

Joey watched Lance swallow. Watched the motion of Lance's throat. Watched the slow rise and fall of Lance's voicebox. That was kind of sexy. -"Do You Smell That?"

        Perhaps, then, they were looking for him even now. Or, perhaps, they assumed simply that he'd been killed, that he wasn't good enough to be a sidekick in this City of Angels.
        This city of Angel's.
        -"Double Chain"

        Flesh. Hands gripping flesh. Skin against skin.
        Dark on light. Dark, dark…
        Muscle. Moving bodies. Motion.
        A head tilted back, neck exposed.
        Sinuous movement. Flexing. Rolling. Hands over flesh. Skin on skin. Dark…
        -"Dream Come True"

        "He's not just cute, he's downright beautiful."
        "Stick with cute."
        -"Drew in Love"

“I’m not in anything for the long haul. I’m in it for the experience.” AJ’s hand lifted and then dropped without touching him. “I’ve experienced you. I want to be done with you.” -"Drive"

        Well, damn. Did Chris have some secret ability to turn his eyes into hot melted chocolate on command? Suddenly he was giving this sort of smoldering look. Chris was smoldering. Joey needed a therapist. "Stop that."
        "Stop what?"
        It was getting worse. Chris must be exuding special invisible "fuck me" rays.
       -"Earning It"

        "You're laughing again."
        "Sorry."
        "It kind of ruins things if you start laughing."
        "No it doesn't." Nick Carter winced and adjusted the bulge at his crotch, wondering briefly when they'd get off this sofa and into the bed. He loved Justin, but the guy could be a pricktease sometimes. All of the time. He should've stuck with Kevin.
        -"Easy"

        Justin had to ask, had to fight off his orgasm and ask, "Does he swallow yours?"
        "When I want him to."
        -"Empty"

Brian. Brian. AJ turned to Howie with light in his eyes. The possibilities... -"Everyday Things"

Joel had one arm around the girl on his lap. With his other hand, he crooked his fingers, inviting Lance to come back to the table. -"Experience"

Lance had never yearned in his life, but he'd yearned for Nick. -"A Familiar Feeling"

There weren't two words that went together better than "sex" and "JC." -"Fearless"

        "And you're bitchy."
        "I am not bitchy!"
        "And self-centered."
        "I am not self-centered," Drew said. "Do I look like a Backstreet Boy to you?"
        -"Fight"

"I always knew you were crazy. Right from day one, I looked at you, I said to myself, that man is nuts." -"A Fine Evening"

        Sitting before the heat, rubbing his raw hands, Nick let Brian brush snow from his hair. "I think my toes are numb," Brian said.
       "Should have worn boots," Nick advised with a shiver.
        "If I'd known I would be going out in the snow, I might have," Brian said.
        "It's my fault you don't know how to dress yourself?"
        "It's your fault you dragged me outside and threw me in a snowbank!"
        -"Fire"

They slept so wrapped up together that whenever they separated in the morning he felt bereft, like half of him was just gone suddenly. And maybe it was. -"Flipping Out and Confused"

Marcus turned a page. Jason licked behind Marcus' earlobe. "I thought we were working."
-"Fox-Appropriate"

        "If you and the Dirt Devil need some time to yourselves, I can go out again," Erik said.
        "It's a Hoover," Ashley said.
        "Obviously you're a lot closer to it than I am," Erik said.
        -"Friction"

Nick was coming home tomorrow. Justin tried not to think about that, because it made him want to jack off and then throw up. -"Game"

       "You see who it is," Methos said. "I'll put away the laundry." He rose, setting down his can, picking up a handful of folded socks.
        This could be the last time he'd ever see Methos again. He stood. "Methos-"
        "All right, you handle the laundry and I'll see-"
        -"Gather"

JC trailed his fingers along the edge of Brian's jaw. "We're alone." He licked against the path his fingers had taken. "We never make love alone anymore. I miss having you all to myself." When Brian turned to his touch, he kissed Brian's other cheek. "No one makes love like you do." -"Go"

He'd been easy to confide in, according to Angelo. He'd been older, experienced, confident. He hadn't seemed to know everything, but he'd seemed to understand everything important. -"Good Greek Men"

        "Way to fuck up."
        "Thanks. Same to you."
        -"Good Show"

He opens up my body in sex like he opens up my mind with a look, he comes right inside of me and it's not a violation because it's like he belongs there. And I belong with him, in him, just as he belongs with me and in me. -"The Good Stuff"

Sometimes he was tempted to try to push it out, and sometimes he tried to pull it in farther. He wanted to wrap his fingers around the thin silver chain and pull, pull it out slowly, draw it out of himself, and learn what this thing was that Nick was doing to him. -"Good Vibration"

Nick was one contrary motherfucker. Justin was in love with him. -"Good-bye"

        "She said we should read Titus Andronicus. It's all blood and guts and gore."
        "Cool." Jason grinned.
        "They cut off hands, and even tongues, and they feed-"
        "I'm glad that you're gaining an appreciation for Shakespeare," Andy said.
        "English major," Jason told Marcus.
        -"Good-bye Eileen"

Stop what? He wasn't doing anything. He gave Chris his best wide blue-eyed stare of perfect innocence. -"Happy 100"

He always, always made Nick satisfied, and he never, never said no. -"Happy Anniversary?"

        "Apparently I'm not sexually aggressive."
        "Since when?"
        "Excuse me?"
        -"Happy Place"

Benji was gorgeous in a way that not everybody saw and dangerous in a way that not everybody understood and intense in a way that no one could miss. -"Hardware"

        "We're out here lost. In a forest. There are wild animals out here. They're probably stalking us or something. We're the hunted here, not the hunters. Because yeah, I so totally wanted to spend my vacation in a little cabin in the woods like the Waltons or something, this isn't 'Little House on the Prairie,' there's no house and no prairie, it's just fucking dark and fucking cold."
        "Shut up."
        "It's snowing. It's snowing. That's snow. It's fucking snowing on us."
        -"Heart Transplant"

“I miss you,” Aaron said without meeting his eyes. “I was born into this world with a brother already here waiting for me, and I don’t think I was meant to live without one.” -"Highlight"

He wanted to break up Ray and Blair, but he couldn't find a compelling reason, and he'd only end up looking like a jerk. He tried to think of what he'd say. "Blair, I know that you're happy with Ray, and I know that he's wonderful, and I know that there's no reason at all that you should leave him, but I want you to break up with him just because I say so." -"HJO"

Carter wasn't perfect? That wasn't news to Justin, but it would be the front page story everywhere else. Nick Carter was just super. He'd started out in the business so young, he was so talented, he was so special. And those vicious Backstreet Boys fans, just try to reason with them. -"Home"

"We can talk, we can be civil to each other, but only one man has the privilege of being my lover. And he isn't you." -"Home Alone"

        "This is fun?"
        "Yes. You're not having fun?"
        "It would be more fun if you were touching me."
        "I don't know if we can handle that much fun."
        "Try."
        -"Hospitality"

“We can do it, if you want it,” he said. “But I can’t stay. You won’t want to face me in the morning, and I won’t want to face you not wanting to face me.” -"Imperfect"

        He couldn't ask to watch.
        Not that he didn't want to watch.
        -"In the Shower"

AJ's shoulders hit the mattress, Brian's hands on his ribcage, Brian's tongue on his right nipple. He arched into Brian's mouth and moaned softly. He loved it when Brian got like this. All he could do was hold on and enjoy the ride. Enjoy being ridden. -"Interlude"

        J. must've been nuts to dump AJ. Anybody would have to be.
        It sure seemed like AJ still had a torch or two burning for him, too.
        -"J."

        He saw the way they looked at each other.
        He saw how close they really were.
        And how close they never could be.
        -"Jealous"

AJ said that he loved Joey. AJ had said that he loved J. AJ said a lot of things. -"Joey"

        He was in love with AJ.
        He wasn't in love with Nick. How could he be in love with himself?
        Well, he could name a few people who had self-love down to an art form, but they weren't supposed to fight with *NSYNC anymore.
        -"Just a Guy"

"So? I like water sports," Nick said. "Unless they mean water polo. I don't even know what that is. But scuba diving and snorkeling and stuff. Or is it fishing?" -"Just One of Those Cultural Things"

        He still couldn't pinpoint the first moment. The moment when he'd fallen.
        Fallen for AJ.
        Fallen in love.
        Fallen from grace.
        -"Kentucky Boy"

        "Do guys kiss different?"
        "The mechanics are the same, I'm sure."
        "Then is it me? Am I doing it wrong? I mean, it's not like anybody ever sat me down and taught me how. The only advice I ever got was, 'Open mouth, insert tongue,' but I try not to take Pino's advice."
        -"Kiss Me Again, Guido"

        "I kissed Justin Timberlake!" Chris squealed. "I have to tell all the girls at school! They'll be soooo jealous!"
        "You're a jerk, Chris. Don't make me hurt you."
        "Justin, relax. It was nothing to write home about."
        -"Kisses and Lies"

Chris snorted and draped himself across the bed, gazing at the ceiling. "When are they going to realize that JC has more onstage energy than a thousand burning suns? We're mere mortals. Some of us are old mere mortals." -"Knowing"

All right, now Lance was thinking about JC naked. Better change the subject. -"Known"

        “Where do you want it?” Nick asked Kevin.
        “What’s a place you look at on a regular basis?” Brian asked.
        “I’m not tattooing my dick,” Nick said.
        -"Leben"

That was Justin's favorite thing about being alone: knowing that soon he wouldn't be. Soon, he'd be with someone he loved, sharing the moment. -"Less"

"You call that singing? They call that singing? He's whining, he's moaning, he's shrieking-" -"Lesson One"

        "You were just trying to help."
        "But it didn't help. Maybe you can help."
        Maybe Kevin could help.
        -"Let the Sin Begin"

Ray quickly debated with himself the merits and drawbacks of committing double homicide. He was in L.A., and only the cab driver had seen them here. He could kill the Mounties, dump their bodies, and go back to Chicago claiming to have lost them in the airport. -"Lindsey"

"What, we have to get personal and discuss our feelings now? -"List, List, O, List!"

        "Good night," Brian said, and kissed his forehead.
        Nick opened one eye. "You can do better than that."
        "You're sleeping," Brian said. "I don't want to disturb you."
        Nick shook his fingers free of Brian's and reached for Brian's shirtfront instead. "Come here and disturb me."
        -"Locked"

Screwing someone all night was not the way to dispel those nasty "I'm using you for sex" feelings. -"A Lot to Learn"

        "The five of us, united against the world," AJ cheered.
        "And we can sing, too," Howie said.
        -"Loving Blind"

        One morning, Brian came into my hotel room and kissed me for the first time.
        The night before, after the concert, before we skipped out of the venue, Brian and Nick were sitting on the concrete floor in a long hallway, and we had to leave, and Brian stood and held his hand down to Nick, and Nick took it and rose, and they just stood there for a minute, looking at each other, fingers twining.
        -"Making It Count"

"This is my home and you weren't invited. The least you could do is make yourself useful and give me a blow job." -"Maurice"

“They’re gay,” Mike said in a dramatic whisper before resuming his normal tone. “That just means they like dick. They’re no different than they were before.” -"Maybe Someday"

One thing we knew, no matter what we decided to do, we'd do it together. -"Misleading"

        "I want a blow job."
        "So do I, but you don't see me fussing about it."
        -"Mmm, oh yeah"

Justin never mentioned it, later. Not once. Like it had never happened. Maybe it hadn't. -"More"

AJ had been everything to him. AJ came out of nowhere and changed his world, owned his world. And then disappeared. And now he was alone again. -"Name That Tune"

There had been times when all he had in the world was what he'd come into it with in the first place. And he was damned if he was going to leave this world with less than that. -"Need"

"Oh, no," Chris said, and grabbed the sides of his head. "Brain...malfunction... Can't...compute... Shutdown...imminent... Lance...had...sex..." -"Nice Hair, Too"

        Justin turned red. "He started it."
        "In Lance's car?" JC demanded.
        "Lance wasn't in it or anything."
        -"No"

Why were they called O-Town? Not a single one of them was from Orlando, or even Florida. They needed a new name. Maybe "Whiny Pukes." -"No Mistake"

AJ raised his eyebrows. "Interesting." And that was the last word that AJ McLean ever said on the subject. -"No One"

        "I never said I didn't love you."
        "You never said that you did."
        -"Nocturnal Omissions"

        There were some questions that he couldn't ask her. He couldn't ask her how Ray kissed, how Ray looked asleep, how Ray's naked hip bone fit under her fingers. How did Ray's mouth taste? How did Ray's sweat taste? How did Ray's naked skin taste?
        So he experienced her, as Ray once and for a long time had experienced her, and he felt the connection.
        -"Obsession"

Lowering his lashes, Dave broke eye contact and parted his lips, licking the black leather of Robert's belt. -"Once"

        "I'll tell you the truth if you tell me the truth."
        "Uh...nope."
        -"The Only Way"

        "JC." That came out too guilty and breathless. Try again. "JC. I didn't know you were...uh...good morning." Manners.
        "Good morning," JC said. He looked really, really amused.
        Great. Justin was glad JC was getting a kick out of this.
        -"Oops"

But Lindsey, before turning tail and running, called for more help, and ordered them to attack, and Graham could have died, could have been fucking killed dead dead dead dead dead because Lindsey, his Lindsey, his beautiful Lindsey who knew that he liked to have his earlobes sucked, ordered his death. -"The Other Immortal Blond"

        The world spun for a moment. Brian had no words.
        "Go ahead. You can."
        -"Overboard"

        "What are you doing?!"
        "Undressing."
        "Put that back!"
        -"Ow"

If you were a painting, I’d feel the texture of every stroke of the paintbrush as if it were your hand on my body. I’d inhale the scent of the canvas and paint as though it were your scent, your breath. I’d fill my life with your infinite variety of color. You would enrich me, inspire me, surround me with beauty. I would gaze upon you every day, and learn from you, and be a better man for it. -"Painting"

        “We could all spend Christmas together,” Drew suggested.
        “Wow,” Nick said. “What a bad idea.”
        -"Paradise or Wonderland"

       "I came to see you. I wanted to drop by."
        "You've dropped. Bye."
        -"Perfection"

“You trapped a cockroach, and you named it Petunia,” Nick said. “I don’t think we should be friends anymore.” -"Petunia"

        Brian and Nick had loved each other then.
        Did they still?
        -"The Photograph"

       "I didn't know that they were that close," Jeff said.
        "I didn't know that anybody was that close," Drew said. "Why don't we dance like that?"
        "You wouldn't respect yourself in the morning," Jeff said.
        -"Pick Your Door on the Left"

        "I liked that song."
        "You hate that song."
        Never mind. Go away, little man.
        -"Piece by Peace"

        Drew rolled his eyes. “And how would that be a good birthday present?”
        “Well…” Nick grinned. “The present part is what comes after your clothes are off.”
        -"Plan Fast"

        "You're very cute."
        "Thank you."
        "I want to nuzzle you all over."
        -"Play"

        He listened to Justin moan.
        That was a lot of moaning.
        -"Plot"

        “Can we pretend you didn’t hear that?” Justin asked.
        “I love you, too, Justin.”
        -"The Politics of Full Disclosure"

He stepped back, dropping onto the bed. With one arm behind his head, he ran his fingers down the muscles of his naked chest. The song began with a light guitar and an "Ooohh," and after releasing a soft sigh, he inhaled and slipped his hand beneath the waistband of his sweatpants. The drumbeat began, the voice going soft and seductive, and he closed his eyes, stroking his sex. -"Post-Game Ritual"

        "Why?"
        "Because in every way there is, I like you better than anyone else I know."
        -"Present Tense Love"

Nick pulled free. He closed his mouth and watched Nick stretch. "That was nice," Nick said. "Maybe I will keep you." -"Promise"

“Kiss your partner hello, hunh.” Ray grinned at him. “You trying to give me a hint, there?” -"Quirk"

Don’t judge what you don’t understand. Don’t hate what you don’t understand. Don’t assume that you understand. -"Quiz"

        "You're supposed to order me food," Nick said.
        "You know how to use a phone," Brian said.
        "If I get hungry, I'll just nibble on you." Nick yawned and pulled up the covers. "Wake me when it's time to go."
        -"Reaching the Stars"

        "You're up to something."
        "And you're going to figure it out and expose my horrible plot?" Justin guessed.
        "Probably not," Nick said.
        -"React"

-"Real"

...the power in another man's body, the power of another man's desire. -"Reason to Believe"

"I'm going to kill my dad for getting me into this. These are his aliens, he should be the one baby-sitting them." Kyle dropped onto the bed and rolled to the other side. "Oh god, Evans. I know you saved my life and everything, and I've been meaning to thank you for it, but Hallmark doesn't make cards for that - - I mean, I'm grateful, but I'm not this grateful." -"Redrawing the Lines"

        "I'll give him a second chance."
        "You've given him ten."
        -"Requited Love"

        Brian could see the scowl transforming Nick's face on "You lousy motherfucker." The spoiled, sullen scowl that said that Nick deserved much better than the world gave him. Nick's brows would come together, and his eyes would narrow, and his mouth...
        Brian swallowed.
        ...his mouth...
        -"Response"

"I need to know what happened to 98 Degrees tonight in Heidelberg." -"Rest in Peace"

        Ray stormed into the 2-7 first, Jim right behind him. Ray was moving angry-fast, and Jim was doing the dangerous, glowering thing. Blair stifled a sigh and looked to Fraser, who glanced at him in return. They'd better do something before "Kick 'im in the Head" Kowalski and "Don't Fuck with Me" Ellison started another shouting match.
        Oops, too late.
        -"The Return of HJO"

        "This doesn't bode well," Turnbull told Fraser.
        "It bodes just great," Ray disagreed.
        -"Ring"

        Nothing would keep him from Brian.
        Or Brian from him.
        -"Rip"

        “I told you, this isn’t going to be a big thing,” Ray warned him, eyes narrowing with suspicion.
        “If this were a big thing, I’d have propositioned you,” Fraser said reasonably. “As we agreed to it being a small thing, I thought that a brief kiss would be more fitting.”
        -"Ritual"

"Have you ever read one of these things?" Chris asked, holding up the driver's manual. "You can learn about the fascinating and dynamic world of how to program your-" -"Road Trip"

"I don't think I'm the sexpot I used to be," Chris announced to no one in particular. -"Road Trip 2"

        "He changes lanes so smoothly - - unlike Joey, speeding and braking and jerking the car around like a girl on his dick."
        "Like a girl on his dick?" JC asked. "What kind of simile is that?"
        -"Road Trip 5"

Chris didn't know how JC could face a mirror that calmly. If Chris were JC, he'd have been licking his own reflection. -"Road Trip 7"

        “I’m not playing a game, and I’m not winning. You’re waging a war, and I’m just trying to stay alive.”
        Chris just stared. Lance’s voice sounded desperate suddenly, angry and sad. “I’m… War? I’m not waging anything,” he said, surprised at the accusation. “Where are you getting all of this? At the crazy store? Was there a sale on paranoia?”
        -"Road Trip 8"

"Happy to help, that's Dr. Romano in three words or less." -"Rocket Launcher"

“Life,” Chris said, “as I know it,” pause for dramatic effect, “is over.” -"Running Home"

Nick had asked him that question last night. He'd said, "We're supposed to be together," and Nick had said, "You and AJ?" Of course he and AJ. Who else? -"Running Late"

He rolled over and pushed his face into the pillow. Soft pillow. At least his pillow still loved him. -"Running on Empty"

        "We all know what goes bump in the night."
        "Spike tripping?" Willow guessed.
        -"Searching for Oz"

“My own birthday and I’m serving myself cake,” Aaron said. “Did you at least get me a present?” -"Seventeen"

        "Let go of me," Bobby said evenly, looking right into his eyes.
        Right. Don't fuck with psychotic well-trained feds.
        -"Sharing the Madness"

        "Hey, it's me."
        "Me, who?"
        "Me, the love of your life."
        -"Shining Star"

        "I have a missing..."
        "Tooth since I ran with the bulls at Pamploma," AJ said.
        "Oh, shit," Nick said, realizing that they were playing, thinking fast.
        -"A Simple Game"

        "Hmm."
        He glanced over his shoulder at Nick, who was standing in the tub and looking at him. "What?"
        Nick blushed just slightly and smiled just slightly and said, "Nothing."
        Kevin frowned, shrugged, and dismissed it.
        He shouldn't have.
        -"Sin Again"

        "Brian?" Nick asked.
        Brian smiled sweetly.
        -"The Sin Continues"

        Those were the fears that edged everything that Nick did and had.
        Maybe that was what separated him from the rest of the world.
        Or maybe that was what made him like the rest of the world. Maybe everyone feared loss, even in the finest moments. Especially in the finest moments.
        -"Sink or Swim"

He didn't know why he couldn't sleep. It wasn't like there was any good reason for it. Not even a half-assed reason. He just couldn't sleep. And it was freaking annoying. -"Sleepless in Orlando"

        “What about you?” Nick asked. “You’re doing your own thing, putting out your own album, making your own music.”
        “That’s what I do,” Jeff said. “That’s all I know.”
        -"Small"

        "Who has a better smile, JC or Justin?"
        "Uh...Howie."
        -"Smiles and Wet Dreams"

        A few years ago, Xander would have given his right arm to live in a house overflowing with pretty young females.
        But these days? Today? He’d given his left eye and, somehow, he wasn’t enjoying himself.
        -"Snapshot"

        Oof! This angel was sort of heavy. Nick did his best to carry it outside, dragging it out the door. He dropped it into the snow. Snow angel!
        Oh, maybe a snow demon. Snow angels weren't supposed to use those words.
        -"Snow Day"

“If you’re not willing to mortify yourself, you’re not in love.” -"So Everything"

        “Hey, can we go watch you have sex?” Justin asked from the sofa.
        “That’s a hell of a lot better than what I had planned for today,” Joey said. “I’ll spring for the lube.”
        -"Somebody"

        "It's purely sexual, Chris. He loves you for your body."
        Ah. Should've guessed.
        -"Something"

        "What's that supposed to mean?" Nick asked.
        "Any number of things," Justin said.
        "None of them flattering," Jeff added.
        -"Spice"

He was taller than Kevin now. And damn, the rest of the fellas hadn't looked that short when he'd been younger. Should've named them the Mackstreet Munchkins. -"Spotlight"

“I’m going to have to make an ass of myself,” Sam said, like he could see his own impending doom. “I hope you won’t think less of me for this.” -"Stay"

            The way they’d taken each other… Being with Chris again, AJ’s body had felt a primal hunger, a need to claim, a need to fuck and possess. He’d made love to every inch of Chris with consuming desire, using every trick in the book to bring richly shattering pleasure. He’d needed to give Chris everything he could, for his own happiness. And, if this was his last chance to experience Chris’s body, he wanted Chris to leave knowing that what they’d once had hadn’t died. Not entirely.
            In AJ, it thrived.
            -"Still"

Hands sliding over his shoulders, over his biceps. Mouth on his shoulderblade, weight dipping the mattress. "Sorry," murmured, heartfelt, against his skin, licked away gently. -"Still Ringing"

He knew Vecchio was looking at him. Just looking. Looking and touching. For no good reason. -"Summertime"

        Brian smiled, dropping a kiss by Nick's ear. "I missed you last night."
        "I guess you fucked JC and got over it," Nick said.
        -"Talk"

       "Think it'll be okay?"
        "Ray. It will be wonderful. Especially if you stop using your tongue for speech."
        -"Taste and Talk"

Okay, so maybe he was in love with Orlando. There was no reason to tell Orlando that. -"Tell Him"

        “He’s not going to dance with you,” Lance said.
        Aaron’s gaze was direct. “Maybe not. But I can make him want to.”
        -"Temporary Insanity"

        "Dance with Terry," Joey suggested. "Terry likes to dance."
        4's eyes flashed over Terry with disgust.
        "I don't dance with girls," Terry said.
        4's eyes went wide with the shock of affront. He still couldn't get over being insulted like this, by someone like that.
        -"Terry, Joey Chips, and 4"

        "Ryo!" Yuli exclaimed. "What happened?"
        "I set the punching bag on fire and beat up Kale," Ryo said.
        "Again?" Cye asked, disappointed.
        -"Then Happy I"

        "You should lie on your back and look up at the stars. Orion's belt, Orion's boxer shorts, Orion's-"
        "Orion's not wearing boxer shorts," Porter said.
        "You mean he's naked?" Bobby asked. "Wow, cool! I should have paid more attention in astronomy class."
        "You didn't take astronomy," Porter said.
        "What class was that, then?" Bobby asked.
        -"Thinking of a Monkey"

        “I’m not romantic.”
        “We eat on the roof so we can gaze at the moon. That’s romantic.”
        “Last time we did that we were attacked.”
        “Yeah, but it was romantic up until that point.”
        -"This Side of the Line"

"I love you so much," he said against Nick's mouth, and then he went back to moaning, which maybe was safer. -"Three Little Words"

"Although I dunno, I sort of wanted hot Mountie sex. Don't suppose you'd let me, though. American cop cum on a Mountie uniform's probably against the rules. And to be honest, I have no fucking idea how to get you out of that thing." He tapped his fingers. -"Three Lone Lorn Creatures"

"Not just the l-word," Chris said, muffled and sleepy. "The l-word with a capital l and a heart for the o." -"Three-Fifths"

"How many boy band members does it take to change a light bulb?" Brian asked, grinning. -"Three-way"

        "I don't know why we let him out in public," Howie said, coming back to join them. "He's an embarrassment to us all."
        "I thought that was my job," AJ said.
        -"Tick Tock"

        Sometimes he dreamt of sex.
        Sex with Brian.
        The best kind of sex there was.
        -"Too"

He stepped forward, unable to resist, completely unable, and reached out with one hand. Felt the soft cotton against his fingers. -"Torn Pages"

"With their prey wounded, the predators move in for the kill," Justin intoned. -"Tribute to a Photo Shoot"

        "Do I look like an eleven-year-old girl to you?"
        "What if I say yes?"
        "You say yes your ass is out that window."
        "Then no, you don't."
        -"Truth or Dare"

"Here we are," Ray agreed absently, turning to the sports page. -"Two Thousand One"

        And then it wasn't really a crush anymore.
        It was more like...
        Like love.
        -"Two-Fifths"

        "He didn't mean it," Justin said.
        "I meant the hell out of it," Nick snapped.
        -"Unfixable"

       Nick was going to claim what was his.
        It wasn't over by a long shot.
        -"Understanding"

        Ray was glaring through the windshield. "Shut up, Fraser."
        He decided not to take it personally. Really, he shouldn't. Ray was upset, and taking it out on him, and he should be mature and understanding. "There's no call for rudeness, Ray."
        -"Vent and Vein"

        "And here I thought women loved me for my sparkling wit."
        "I don't think so."
        -"Wake-up Call"

        "The immature, flighty one is Jeff. You're the sensible, responsible one."
        Drew thought about that.
        -"Walking Like a Duck"

Nick was still trying to figure out why Justin was wearing a sock. One sock. Why one? Why not two? Why socks at all? -"Wannabe"

        Chris fussed at Justin's tie. "I'm an educated adult."
        "Chris."
        "You will not conquer me!"
        "Chris?"
        "Fiend!"
        -"Wedding Day"

        Nick frowned, translating that sentence. "I don't, I'm not, it's not like that, I, you-"
        "Nick-" Jeff wanted to explain before-
        Translation complete. "You bastard!" Nick shouted, and pushed Jeff back. "You filthy fucking-"
        -"Wet"

"I'm throwing her away for you, and I can't even have you," Justin said. -"What Should Be"

        "I don't want to be JC's anything," Justin said.
        "Denial is a powerful thing," Chris said.
        -"What's in a Name?"

"No sex on the bus?” Nick asked. “Not when you’re on tour with me." -"Where You Belong"

"I've come for my trophy." Raising one exposed, tattooed arm, he slid his sunglasses down his nose. "You coming, James?" -"Winning and Losing"

        "Woah. Hey. Chris, man, we're in public," Justin said, backing up, pushing Chris from himself.
        "I love you no matter where we are," Chris said.
        -"With or Without You"

“Lance said I should tell you,” Justin said. “He said it’d be a hell of a lot easier if I just got it out of the way. I think he’s on crack.” -"Yeah"

I don't know about you, Bruce, but not everyone's sexual ideal is a husky guy with a mohawk. -"You Figure It Out"

Lance was fidgeting. Justin almost didn't realize what he was seeing. Lance did not fidget. Lance was not a fidgeter. He looked at JC, wondering, and JC shrugged at him, not getting it either. -"You Know What Happens Now"

        "Don't you ever get tired of someday?" Neo asked.
        "It's what we have," Tank said. "It gives us hope."
        -"Zion"