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| Love, Kisses and.......Kirk?; James HetfieldxChris Broderick, eventually JHxCBxKH | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: June 15, 2011, 1:39 am (7,437 Views) | |
| namenlos | June 17, 2011, 2:37 am Post #16 |
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| Aria | June 18, 2011, 12:21 am Post #17 |
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PREPARE FOR THE SAP-PARADE!!! *SOUNDS TRUMPETS* ________________________________________________________________________________________________________ James hurried up to the door and smiled as he knocked on it, fixing his shirt and looking down at his jeans, hoping that the black jeans and black button up would be fancy enough as he waited for Chris to answer the door, stuffing his hands in his pockets nervously. Chris had taken a light hearted approach to the night, as nervous as he was about what had to be said between them. Nervous and excited. He'd simply chosen a white buttoned shirt and straight, smart black pants to wear out, with his new dark brown, leather jacket. He heard a knock on his door and his head whipped round excitedly, knowing it was James. He answered the door with a spring in his step. His eyes lit up at the sight of Chris and he stepped in, wrapping his arms around him and kissing him gently. "Hey baby. Ready to go to dinner?" James asked, grinning at him shyly. He held onto James a little longer than was maybe socially acceptable, smiling against his face. "I'm so glad you came so quickly." He kissed him gently on the cheek, beaming. "And yes, more than ready." "I would have come here sooner if I could have." Smiling at Chris, he led the way out to his car. "Did you want to eat dinner somewhere particular? "Nope." Chris smiled, following James. "We could eat at Subway and I wouldn't care." He added. "Although, I would like to go somewhere where they serve Italian..." "Italian it is then." He said with a much larger grin. "I'm a Subway fan during the week, but not on special occasions." James added, looking at him. "Eh, subway's okay once in a while." A smile crossed his face, seeing James smile like that made his insides turn to mush. He leaned his head on James' shoulder as he started to drive. Reaching over, he squeezed Chris' thigh gently and rubbed, turning and kissing the top of his head. "Yeah. But Italian sounds really nice too." He said, smiling at him. He covered James' hand with his own and smiled. "I think I'm going to have spaghetti, not had it in sometime..." He toyed gently with James' fingers. "I suppose I should get something healthy." James said, leading them to a small and private Italian place that he knew. "But spaghetti does sound good." "Find a balance." He smiled with a light chuckle. "I don't know, maybe have something like grilled chicken... and then chocolate ice cream for dessert..." Chris grinned wide. "Uhhh... ice cream. Guilty pleasure number one!" James turned to him and grinned. "What if I wanted to have you for desert….?" He asked, giving him a wink. Chris smiled like a big kid, eyes sparkling. "I certainly wouldn't object to a James sundae..." Laughing, James looked at him again as he pulled into the parking lot. "Who said that I'm the sundae?" He asked, teasing Chris as he went over to door and opened it for him. Chris grinned and blushed, watching James walk around the car to him. He waited for him to open the door. "Okay," He whispered. "I'm the sundae... and you're the wafer stick." He nibbled his lip and stepped out of the car, looking down at James. "Oooh down boy." Pressing a gentle kiss to Chris' temple and smiling down at him, James took his arm and started to lead him to the restaurant. "Don't worry. I'll be mostly on my best behavior." He added, winking at him. "Good," He smiled at him. "That means that I get to be on my worst behavior to counteract your good behavior." Seeing the look James gave him he chuckled. "Joking." Chris clung onto James' arm and walked right along side him. "Remember, I bite back." James promised, asking for a secluded for two and led Chris through the restaurant to a both in the back. "You can get whatever you want, I promise." He said softly. "Honestly," He smiled sitting down at their table. "I'll have a spaghetti bolognese." Chris watched James scan the menu that a waiter had just laid on the table and smiled. "You're too kind, James. I'm pretty simplistic when it comes to going out for dinner." "I like spoiling people I care about." James said, smiling and ordering grilled chicken and a salad. Healthy, healthy, healthy. "Would you like wine Chris? I won't have any, but would you like some?" He offered, looking at him and smiling. Chris blushed, he really would've liked to have an alcoholic drink but, decided against it. He knew that James was recovered but, he felt mean. "No, no thanks." He smiled. "Just a lemonade." He waited until the waiter had left the table before whispering to James, taking his hand in his from across the table. "I know you have a shed load of self control but, it'd be cruel of me." Chris stroked the back of his hand with the pad of his thumb. "It wouldn't, not if you want wine. And based on you saying that, I bet that you do. Order whatever you like. Lars orders wine with almost every meal. I would have a glass if I wasn't driving tonight. No sense in tempting fate." He added, smiling at Chris. "Please. Help yourself. Order a glass of wine babe." He sighed. "Okay but, just one." A blush rose up on his face. "Red, please." He looked down at their hands with a smile and squeezed James' gently. Looking up at the waiter, James turned back to Chris and squeezed his hand gently. "I'm glad that you asked me to fly back out here. I was missing you something fierce." He said, chewing on his lip shyly. Chris almost mimicked James' actions, nipping his own lip before smiling wide. "Even though I had my band mates around me, I felt a little empty when you flew home. It was so nice having you with me all the time... even for a few days. In short, yeah... I missed you a ton." He grinned nervously. "You mean having me in your bed all of the time." James teased, looking at him and smiling even more. "Well," He tilted is head to one side. "That too but, y'know, I enjoy your company. Be it friendly company or sexual company." Chris chuckled softly. About to say something when he stopped and blushed, James looked down at the table. "I enjoy your company too." Chris noticed the change in James' face, his brow furrowing. "Something you want to tell me, love?" His face jumped up to look at Chris and flames a dark red. Love? "U-uh….n-nothing." James said, his cheeks still a dark red. He smirked at James' bright red face and reached up, rubbing his thumb over his cheek. "Bullshit." He whispered gently with a kind smile. "Whatever it is, you can tell me..." "I'm…." James forced himself to take a deep breath and smiles up at him. "It's nothing. Just, you saying stuff like that…just….I….I really really like it. That's all." He added. "Okay." He smiled. "I believe you. For now." Chris raised his eyebrows briefly. His stomach rumbled. "Maybe we should've got some garlic baguette or something for starters..." He blushed with a bright smile. "Sounds like a great idea." James said, ordering them breadsticks and immediately grabbing one to eat. He picked one up and bit into it, watching James intently. "I remember when I was younger, I used to play around with these things, giving myself 'walrus tusks'." He chuckled, dipping it in some sauce and sucking it of the end. Smiling, James looked down at them. "We never went out to places like this. Mom would have had a fit if we had done anything like that." He added. He smiled. "I never did it in front of my parents." Chris covered slightly for himself. "Only with my friends at pizza hut and places like that..." His heart was pounding a mile a minute. He startled himself over how comfortable he was just holding hands and eating breadsticks with James. "Ahhhh, so now the secret comes out." James said, looking down at his hand and squeezing it gently. "You okay hun?" "Yes, I'm perfectly fine." He smiled softly. His heart fluttered when he called him 'hun'. The terms of endearment were now coming out on both ends. His and James'. He was even less worried now about telling him how he felt than after he'd talked to Dave earlier. This afternoon felt like a week ago. "Good. Cause I think that our food is almost here." James said, squeezing his hand again, bringing it up to his mouth and kissing it gently. He blushed. "Yes, I hope so." Watching as their food was put in front of them, James looked down at the food. "Think we might have to let go to eat, but I really don't want to." "Me neither." He shook his head. He reluctantly drew his hand away from James' picking up his cutlery, twirling some of his food onto his fork. He placed it into his mouth and sighed through his nose. "Food that bad?" James teased, looking over at him. "Fuck no, that was a happy sigh." He picked up some more and offered it to James. "It's delicious, try some." Leaning closer, James took a bite and grinned. "Mmmm! I've never had something bad here." He added. "I'll say. Nice little restaurant like this." A smile crossed Chris' face as he picked up his glass of wine and took a sip from it. "Good food, good wine, great company." James blushed again and ducked his head. "The best company." He corrected, looking up at Chris, digging into his own food. Chris nodded, agreeing wholeheartedly. "The best." He smiled, peering at James over the rim of his glass. He laid it back down and continued eating his spaghetti. Taking another sip of his water, James dug into his chicken and his salad, smiling eagerly. "Agreed. The very best." He sipped his wine once more, not once breaking eye contact with James. He exchanged looks and smiles with him, offering him his hand across the table to take again, if he wanted, even if it was just for a few seconds between mouthfuls. He craved the intimacy, polite intimacy, that holding hands gave to their current situation. |
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| namenlos | June 18, 2011, 12:49 am Post #18 |
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OMG these two are so sweet together!!!
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| Isabellaa | June 18, 2011, 5:06 am Post #19 |
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I'm speechless, so sweet.
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| larscriancinha | June 18, 2011, 5:28 am Post #20 |
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So sweet. They're adorable together!
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| Jik Hyun | June 18, 2011, 9:25 am Post #21 |
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awwww they is being all gushy. so cute. |
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| Aria | June 19, 2011, 2:54 am Post #22 |
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Sap, sadness and some angst. <3 Enjoooooooooooooooooy. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Reaching out immediately, James tangled their fingers together and squeezed gently, smiling at him as he ate more of his chicken, digging into it. He couldn't help but, to look between James' eyes and their hands. It was perfect. His contented smile said it all. He alternated between eating and drinking with his free hand. Stroking Chris' fingers gently, James finishes his chicken and started sipping his water, says softly. "You look happy." He added. Chris finished his last mouthful of food and smiled. "I am." He blushed. "You're with me." He picked up his wine and drank the last of it. Taking a deep breath before the blush could reach his cheeks, James looked up at him and squeezed his hand gently. "I'm glad I make you happy." "And I hope I do the same for you." Chris returned the squeeze and leaned slightly forward, hoping it'd be enough for James to kiss him. Just a little whilst no-one was looking. "You do make me happy Chris." Glancing around the restaurant for a moment, James grinned and leaned in, kissing him slow and deep for a long moment before pulling away. He savored their soft, tender kiss over the table, holding onto it, knowing it'd have to tide them over until they were in their own space. "Good." He smiled, spellbound. Pulling away from the kiss, James smiled at him. "Ready to head home?" He offered, looking at Chris. He nodded. "Yes. More than." He stood up from their table and waited for James to get up. James stood up as well and led Chris out of the restaurant and to the car again, grinning at him as he held the door open. He rolled his eyes with a smile. "Such a gentleman." Chris grinned, ducking into the car and shutting the door behind him. As James climbed into the car, he looked at him with a playful smile. "Like a gallant prince." Snorting, James shook his head. "You realize that would make YOU the princess, right?" He teased. "Me?" He played with a piece of his hair. "A princess?" Twirling it around his finger with a huge smile on his face. "...and if I kiss you again, will you turn into a frog?" James smiled at him. "Nah. No princess. This prince found another prince that he cares about and wants deeply." He said softly. "And the only thing that I will turn into is a very happy prince who wants to take his own prince home and make love to him." Chris blushed. He was doing that a lot lately. "And that'll make a very happy prince out of me." He smiled shyly. Pushing his key into the ignition, James leaned over and kissed Chris slowly, gently, reaching up, his hands tangling into his hair and pulling him closer. He leaned forward into James, smiling against his lips, his body flushing as he tangled his hands into his long waves. He could've clambered into James' lap right there but, he figured that it'd probably be a good idea to wait until they got back to the hotel. Pulling away slowly, James blinked at Chris and smiled, reaching out and squeezing his hand as he started to drive them back to the hotel. "Did you have a good time at dinner tonight?" "Wonderful time." He smiled, lacing their fingers together on his thigh. "I made sure that, at least on my end, it'd just be us two tonight. No interruptions. No phone calls. Nothing. Just you and me." "I'll turn my phone off as soon as we get to the hotel." James said, leaning over and kissing Chris on the cheek as he hauled ass to the hotel, getting them there in record time, shutting his phone off and bringing Chris up to his room. "You're gonna end up losing your license this way James..." he teased. "Dave told me that you drive like a speed addict when you need something." He chuckled. James chuckled. "Eh, I'm over it. And yeah, I drive like a speed addict most of the time. Especially when I want something." He added, climbing out of the car. Chris followed eagerly, tracking him. He flipped his hair out of his face with his hand, sinking his other hand into his pocket. "I like driving fast when I'm not gonna get in trouble for it. Getting out of it takes money that I don't need to spend." Smiling at him even more at Chris, unable to keep from grinning widely. "Most people do, it's a good addiction." James added, taking Chris' hands and leading him to the hotel room, his heart jumping and hammering like this was the first time they had done this. Chris suddenly felt safer being guided by James, slowly and steadily to their room, smiling uncontrollably. The nerves had made their comeback. He pressed his lips together, nibbling their insides. James glanced back at him, smiling a little bit. "You okay there Chris?" He asked, looking at him. He nodded firmly. "You have to stop asking me that." He smiled. "Nine times out of ten, the answer will be yes." "You were chewing on your lips." James pointed out, smiling at him as he opened the hotel room door. He smiled, caught. "I was?" James nodded at him. "Oh... uh, just... okay. Not out here." Holding the door open for him, James smiled. "Okay, no problem." He said, shutting the door behind him. He passed him and laid his palm on James' chest, running it up over his shoulder. "Please..." He smiled. "I've never... felt this way before. So," He gulped. "uh, don't... uh." Chris blushed. "God, I sound like a school girl." James smiled at him and reached up and squeezed his hand. "You don't sound like a schoolgirl Chris, don't worry." He flushed and laughed nervously. "Heh," He wiped over his face with his free hand. "The reason... that I bought you here..." He gulped. "Was to tell you that..." Chris stopped. "God... this is terrifying for me but, I'm... in love." He smiled, cupping James' face. "With you... and I don't know if you feel the same..." He stopped breathing as Chris said that, that he was in love with him. He couldn't think about it. James looked at Chris as his face was cupped and felt his heart stop. "You're….i-in love with me…?" He stammered, staring at Chris. "Yes, stupid!" He felt a lump in his throat. No, he couldn't cry. If he did, he may as well be crowned Princess of Colorado. "I love you, James." Stepping closer, James pressed their foreheads together. "Thank you for telling me." Sucking in a deep breath, James tried to make the words come. "I'm falling in love with you too." He whispered. He wasn't sure if he was in love, but he was falling, and falling hard. Chris cast his eyes downward. "I guess... that's good enough... good enough for me to know that... I'm not being stupid thinking that you could love me." He whispered with a light rasp. James bit down on his lip, clenching his eyes shut. "That has to be enough. Please….I can't lose you." He said softly. "I can't lose you Chris." "James..." He tried to reassure him with a soft kiss to his forehead. "You're not going to lose me." Chris cradled his head in his hands and forced him to look at him. "Look at me." He smiled. "When I say I love someone, it's not because I want a semi permanent bed partner." He gulped. "If 'I love you' comes out of my mouth... I mean it." He sighed. "I'm not going away." Looking up at Chris, he smiled a little bit, leaning closer to kiss him gently. "Good. I'd miss you too damn much." James said softly, brushing their noses together. "Chris, I…I haven't felt this way in a very, very long time." "Me neither... I mean, I've been with other people, I've just never... felt... so attached. In need... of one person to be near me all the time, y'know." His hands were shaking a little as he held onto James. James wrapped his arms around Chris and hugged him close, nuzzling his neck. "Yeah, I know. I know what you mean hun." Chris wrapped his arms around James' waist and smiled, kissing his cheek softly. He felt his eyes well up. Push them back you big sap. He thought consciously. He loved the feel of James' warm, comforting body next to his. Maybe it was too early for me to tell him... He could feel the tension in Chris and bit his lip harder. He couldn't go back and tell Chris something different. He was falling in love. Head over heels in love. "A-are…" James bit down that question and tightened his arms around Chris, wanting to touch him gently, not knowing what to say, squeezes him gently. He swallowed his insecurities and tears down, getting a cheeky smile on his face out of James' view. He might not love me yet but, I know he loves this... He started slowly untucking James' shirt, pretending to tenderly rub his back, purposefully tucking his fingers against the folds of fabric. "Wait, wait…" James said, looking down at him as he started tugging his shirt out of his pants, looking down at Chris. Maybe, he couldn't tell Chris, but he could show him. Show him how much he felt. How much he cared. Lighting up at the idea, he smiled at him. "Let me. Just let me touch you, worship and love you." James whispered. He drew his head back with a grin, stepping back. "Just tell me what to do..." James smiled at him. "Nothing. I want you to do absolutely nothing. Can you do that for me?" He whispered, lifting his shirt up and off of him. "I... can try." He paused. Grinning at him, James reached out and squeezed him gently, leaning closer to press a soft kiss to his lips. "Good. Try to do that for me." |
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| larscriancinha | June 19, 2011, 4:26 am Post #23 |
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| Olyamet | June 19, 2011, 10:47 am Post #24 |
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Jäger.....
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Aaaawwwwwww!!!!! |
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| Jik Hyun | June 19, 2011, 1:17 pm Post #25 |
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am lovin ur fic. I'm a playa myself but dun mind reading about ppl being in love. |
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| Aria | June 20, 2011, 11:52 pm Post #26 |
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Sadness and sap + porn! Here's a bunch more yum!! <3 <3 __________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Chris grinned back at James with a hint of mischief, leaning into the soft kiss James had given to him. "You may have to tie my hands behind my back..." James smiled at him again. "Not this time, maybe next time." He whispered, reaching out and squeezed him gently. "Okay then," He clasped his hands behind his back. "This'll do." Chris smiled, moving against James' hands. "Well, at least it will after I get your clothes off." James said, grinning at him, leaning close and kissing him softly. He smiled and chuckled in agreement. "Yeah," He hooked his foot behind James' leg and moved him closer, melting into the soft contact. "Mmmm, you taste so good." Reaching up, he lifted his shirt up and off, then started working on his pants. James smiled into the kiss, moaning softly. Chris hissed a little when the back of James' fingers brushed his belly as he worked on his pants. He edged his hips forward, trying to hit them again. "Heeeeey. Be gentle. Behave. Or I'm not gonna do anything." James said softly, unbuckling his pants and tugging them down, kissing down Chris' neck slowly. "Mmmhmm, sorry, I'll be good." He stretched his neck as James kissed at it, exposing him at the same time. James grinned and tugged Chris' boxers down too and started to push his shirt up and sucks at his neck even more eagerly. He shuffled his legs, shucking his pants down before stepping backwards and out of them. He kicked them out of the way and stepped back towards James. Stepping back a moment to stare at him, James smirked. "Dear god. Remind me to fuck you senseless with a button up shirt on you. Unbuttoned, falling off your shoulders….won't be able to keep my hands off of you." James said, stepping closer and running his hand up his chest. Chris bit his lip. "Uhh... I know, it's the hottest thing... on any body." He rubbed his own back with his hands. His whole body flushed under James' eyes. "As hot as this is….the shirt has to go." James whispered, pushing it off his shoulders and letting it pool at his feet. "Beautiful…you are so beautiful..." His smile grew, along with the flush pink his body was turning to. His body was reacting of its own accord under James' scrutiny. His body blushed, muscles tensed, cock hardened. Reaching out to stroke Chris' cock slowly, James stared at him. "Look at you, blushing for me like that." He whispered. Chris moaned softly into James' touch. "I love the appreciation... just kinda... I don't know, uh..." He bit his lip. "Makes me blush." James leaned closer to him and kissed both of his cheeks gently, leaning in and kissing him, slow and gentle, telling him everything that he felt in that kiss. He leaned against James, bumping his cock into James' hand as he kissed him. He moaned slightly as their lips moved on each others. Leaning into the kiss, James pulled back and smiled at him. "Now, come on. Lay down on the bed for me." James said softly. He smiled lustfully. "Now that, I can do." He looked over his shoulder, looking for the bed. He turned around and walked to it, bending over at the foot of it, giving James a full view of his ass and legs. He put his hands down on the bed and crawled onto it, dropping sideways onto his back. He laid his arms out beside him and smiled. "I'm all yours." James watched Chris climb onto the bed, his mouth going dry at the sight of his lover crawling onto the bed and teasing him. "Thought you didn't want to belong to me?" James said, teasing him as he climbed onto the bed on top of him. "I don't." He smiled, his eyes following James as he joined him. "Right now though, I am yours." Stretching out on top of him, James kissed Chris again, so hard and so deep he thought that he would never been able to break the kiss, pressing their bodies together, his still clothed, Chris now naked underneath him. Chris pushed himself up against James, elbows under him for support, gaining even more contact. He felt like James had just welded their lips together forever in that moment. It was the perfect kiss. Deep and soul searching. Pulling back, James looked into those eyes that he adored for a long moment, trying to tell Chris what he couldn't with words. After breaking eye contact, he started to kiss down Chris' body slowly. He saw that look in his eyes. "You have most amazing eyes..." He purred as he watched James move down. He craned his neck so that he could see him better. James blushed and kissed down his chest slowly, licking down his sternum to his stomach, teasing his tongue into his belly button and lower still, nuzzling his hard cock. Chris clenched his stomach muscles as James dipped his tongue into his belly button, unintentionally jolting 'away' from him. He let his head fall back as James stroked his cheek over his hard flesh. "You're too good to me." He whispered huskily. Looking down at him and smirked up at him. "There is no such thing as too good to you beautiful." James whispered, leaning closer and sucking the tip of his cock into his mouth, sucking on him eagerly. He watched James suck the head of him into his mouth with a gasp, his teeth catching his lip on the way down. "James... mmmm yeah." James continued to smirk, swallowing more of him eagerly, bobbing his head up and down over him. A moan escaped his barely parted lips, James enveloping more of his cock in his warm, wet mouth. He pushed his hips up slightly, looking to give James a little more of him but, not to force it down his throat. He was driving him slowly crazy. Moaning around the cock in his lips on purpose to drive him wild, he couldn't help it. James loved the sounds that Chris would make and wanted to hear them again. "Mmmm fuck..." He seethed lightly through his teeth. A low groan rumbled in his throat as James moaned around him, vibrating over his skin. "Yeah... James, you're evil..." Pulling back, James licked the tip of his cock and teased his tongue across the tip. "I'm evil and you love it." He squirmed when James licked him like that. "Nnnnn... yeah, I fucking love it." He gulped, twitching underneath James' ministrations. "I know you do." James purred out, pulling away and grabbing the lube out of the bag he had in the room, crawling over Chris again. "Low and slow baby?" Chris leaned forward again, giving James the most contented, lustful stare that he could muster. "Please." Grinning down at him, James spread Chris' legs and kissed his belly button, starting to prep him gently. "Yes sir." He whispered. He giggled a little at the kiss to his stomach, before giving out a moan as James began to prepare him for what was to come. He took hold of James' head and caressed it with his hand, groaning as he pushed his finger in a little further. Pressing his finger all of the way inside Chris, James leaned down and started to suck on the head of his cock again, making sure to tease him while he prepped him, eager to touch him even more. "Mmmmmmmm." "Oh-- fuck!" Chris groaned through his teeth. "God, that's a rush..." He moaned, suddenly feeling much harder. He'd never had his cock sucked with a finger inside of him before... a totally new and hot feeling. James started working on a second finger, pressing it into him slowly. "Mmmm." Lowering his mouth further, he sucked even harder on him, getting the second finger all of the way in, searching for his prostate, eager to make him shout. He grit his teeth, moaning in his throat. "Oh god James..." Chris whimpered as James sucked more of him down, harder. His lips parted softly. "Ohhh... god yes..." James brushed his prostate lightly, making him sit half up in rapture. His stomach muscles clenched, the pleasure over taking him. He may have pushed more of himself into James' mouth by accident. Pulling back, James leaned down and sucked on just the tip, moaning even more loudly. "Feels good, doesn't it?" He whispered, staring up at him. "My mouth on you and my fingers inside you, brushing against your prostate, doesn't it feel good….?" "Mmmm... uh huh..." He closed his eyes and moaned loud and long. "Fuck yes, it does... fuck yes... oh James..." He fell back against the bed, gripping the covers. "So fucking good..." Shivering at the sound of that moan, James gave one more eager suck, then pulled his mouth away. "Another time, I'll make sure to get you off like that baby. Right now though? I want to love you." James pulled his fingers out and looked down at the brunette, smiling at the sight of him, slicking himself up, looking down at Chris. "You're so beautiful darlin'." He smiled happily at James, sweating, eyes glazed over, he rasped. "You're damn right you will..." he spread his legs wide, planting his feet down either side of James' upper body. James looked down at him, admiring the sight for several long moments before he started to press into Chris, rocking into him slowly. "And what did I tell you about behaving? Don't make me gag you too." He said, grinning down at him. A groan escaped him as James pressed slowly inside of him, a growl following straight after when James told him he'd gag him. He grinned cheekily and bit his lip as he pushed in deeper. "I ought to misbehave more often." Growling right back, James leaned down and pressed their noses together. "Do and you'll find yourself pinned in more band rooms and studios than you can count." James said, the words half-threat, half-promise. Pushing himself in further, being careful, being gentle, James smiled and waited for him to adjust. |
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| namenlos | June 21, 2011, 12:21 am Post #27 |
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Whoops... didn't realize I missed a chapter. D: It was soooo sweet. ![]() And the story is heating up!
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| Olyamet | June 21, 2011, 10:58 am Post #28 |
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Jäger.....
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And I'm not a Chris girls... at all... but... Moar! |
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| Jik Hyun | June 21, 2011, 1:10 pm Post #29 |
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Poor Twisted Me
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holy slut bunnies that's mad ass hot. and thanks for the image of chris in nothing but a button up shirt. never notice it on chicks since I dun look at girls cuz I am 1. |
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| Aria | June 21, 2011, 6:36 pm Post #30 |
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Just WAIT til you see what we're writing for epilogue #1. You're gonna DIE. And I do mean that seriously. The damn thing is THAT effing hot. Juuuuuuust wait. <3 |
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THAT IS ALL.







4:49 AM Jul 11