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No Secrets In The Closet; JHxCBxKH - Epilogue Number One of the Sex in Sofia Series
Topic Started: August 16, 2011, 3:01 pm (5,172 Views)
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I giggle uncontrolably when I read updates to this :drool :drool
I hope this is a good thing? xD :nanner:

New update will be up later tonight!!
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HINT. HINT HINT HINT HIIIIIIIINT.
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"Well, Kirk... he sucked a lot..." Chris laughed with a huge grin, looking back at James. "I love you..." He drifted an arm round him and smiled, kissing his cheek. He wrapped his free arm around Kirk and held him close. "I'm kidding. You don't suck. You far from suck." He stroked his back and smiled.

Kirk closed his eyes, smiling and chuckling.  He couldn't help the small pang of jealousy that hit him at the quiet declaration of love that escaped Chris, and the smile that appeared on James' face at the words.                                                      

James chuckled as well.  "Good.  Or else I'd have to teach you another lesson.  And I don't wanna do that just yet."  He purred out quietly.  

"I'm thinking afternoon nap right now..." Chris smiled, kissing Kirk on the forehead. He saw his face fall when he told James that he loved him, deciding to show him that he meant as much with actions rather than words. Just for now anyways.

"Sounds like a perfect fucking plan."  Kirk mumbled, snuggling closer after that kiss to the forehead.  His eyes fluttered closed and he curled up closer.  Time for sleep.          

"Agreed."  James grumbled, tugging them closer.  



Chris smiled, snuggling back against James and cradling Kirk closer. He waited until he heard James snoring faintly. "Kirk... baby, you awake?" He whispered, tucking his hair gently behind his ear.

"Yeah, a little bit."  He whispered, opening his eyes to look up at Chris, smiling.  

"Wanna go take that shower?" He smiled. "I imagine this is how a porn star feels after an orgy." He grumbled, grinning.

Kirk smiled again and nodded, not wanting to wake James up.  "You performed magnificently."  He said softly.

"You too." Chris whispered, stroking through his hair. "Had me harder than hard just thinking of the two of you. I didn't have to see... I just wanted to." He smiled tenderly. "Love you too... y'know?" He mumbled quietly.

Ducking his head so Chris wouldn't see how tears sprung to his eyes, Kirk smiled against his throat.  James held his heart.  "Thanks."  He said softly.

"Did I just... stick my foot in my mouth again?" Chris shied away, peeling James' arm off him blindly so that he could get out of the bed without waking him up.

Kirk rolled out of bed slowly and stretched, shooting Chris a smile and walking towards the bathroom, turning the shower on to steaming.  

"That's a yes." He colored deeply and followed Kirk to the bathroom, grabbing some towels on the way in.

Watching Chris come into the bathroom, Kirk closed the door behind him and turned the fan on.  "No.  That was a, I understand, but your heart is already very much taken."  Kirk whispered softly, reaching up and wrapping his arms around Chris, squeezing and pressing close to him.

Chris wrapped his arms around Kirk's waist and ducked his head, nibbling his inner lip nervously. "More than willing to share..." He smiled, whispering to him. "I need you." He admitted quietly.

Kirk looked up at Chris and smiled at him.  "For right now, I need you guys too."  He whispered, wrapping his arms around Chris' shoulders and leaning into a kiss.

Chris pulled him gently closer, meshing with Kirk, tugging him silently into the shower and closing the glass door behind them. His chest tightened. Just for right now? His face flushed more.

Looking up at him, Kirk reached up and cupped his face.  "Chris?  Look at me?"

He opened his eyes and smiled. "What'd I do?" His face fell a little. He nuzzled Kirk's hand with his cheek and kissed it.

"Everything right, and everything perfectly."  He whispered, leaning into the nuzzle.  "I love you, but I'm not falling in love with you, every single day, like James is."  

Chris smiled softly. "I understand... I think." He chuckled a little. "Kinda gathered it too." He took his hand in his own. "I love James. Truly. Can't take one look at him without losing my shit but, understand that... there's room. For you." He kissed Kirk's palm and smiled. "You've always been amazing to me... you'll always be my first and I'll always love you." His eyes welled a little before steeling himself and pushing them back.

Leaning up, Kirk whispered in his ear.  "Unlike James, I don't mind if you cry.  It's okay.  And I understand.  And I love you too."  

"I don't want to cry." He sniffed, shaking his head. "But it's good to know that you don't mind..." Chris gave him a watery smile. "Wish I could just be the bigger guy for a while... I miss that but, I had to go ruin it by turning on the old waterworks."

Kirk smiled.  "Helps that I'm a little bit older.  James loves that about you though.  That you're so open and honest."  Nuzzling closer, he whispered.  "I couldn't have imagined someone more perfect for him."

Oh no no... emotional overload. His voice choked. "Kirk... stop. Flattery makes me embarrass myself." He ducked his head away again. "First time James told me that he thought I was hot, I nearly... fuckin' ruined my pants." Chris blushed. "In a goddamn starbucks!" He laughed. He knew that Kirk should know how he reacts to compliments already but, felt as though he had to hammer it home.

"Sorry."  He whispered again.  "But it's true.  I haven't seen James this lovestruck since he was with Lars in the early 80's.  James falls hard and fast, but he's so scared of getting hurt like before…but he doesn't have that fear with you.  Not anymore.  I can see it."  Kirk said quietly.

"He doesn't need to be scared of losing me. He's not going to." Chris smiled. "I'm the one who should worry about losing him. He's the one who's in demand." He blushed. "Life on the road nearly nixed our relationship before it had even gotten started."

Nodding, Kirk ran his fingers through Chris' hair slowly.  "I figured as much.  That's due in part to James' shyness.  He clung to Lars and he lost him.  He's afraid of that happening to you.  Or was afraid of that happening to you."  

With a wry smile, Chris shook his head. He knew James could be shy. "He's never been shy with me. Not once. Apprehensive, oh yeah but, shy? Not once." He wrapped his arms around Kirk once more.

"His apprehension is his shyness."  Kirk said softly, leaning against Chris' chest.  "But right now, right here, with the two of you, I'm happy."  

"I'm glad. Otherwise... I may have had to tie you to the bed until you were." He grinned, nodding.

Kirk chuckled.  "Nah, I'm a little too tired for that.  Think it's time to go to bed."

He nodded, agreeing completely. "Wash off and curl back up into bed." Chris’ smile grew. "Wonder if James is hugging a pillow yet..." H chuckled. "If he is, I'm grabbing my phone and taking a photo."

"He's totally grabbing a pillow.  Make sure you take a picture and send it to me.  I want that shit for blackmail."  Kirk said eagerly, finishing rinsing himself off.

"Y'know," Chris bit his lip. "I was thinking exactly the same thing!" He laughed quietly, doing the same, hopping out of the shower and grabbing towels.

Grinning up at Chris, Kirk finished toweling off and wrapped it around his waist.  "Let's go then."

"Just..." He held his hand out to Kirk. "one more moment." He smiled. "Thanks for being honest." Chris leaned down and kissed his cheek. He tugged him back towards James' bedroom, picking up his phone out of his pants and holding it near James' face. He tapped the screen to take the photo and grinned. "Perfect."

Kirk grabbed his phone and snapped a few shots of James curled around the pillow and chuckled.  "He's never gonna forgive us."  

"He'll forgive us." Chris smiled, drying himself quickly and lifting James' arm, crawling back into his previous position. He beckoned Kirk to him with his fingers, grinning.

Crawling into bed, Kirk snuggled back against Chris' chest and smiled, closing his eyes and yawning.  "Mmmm.  Now sleep."  

Chris kissed his forehead once more. "Mmmmhmm... sleep well." He placed his hand on Kirk's hip. "Be here when I wake up."

"I will."  Kirk said softly, snuggling back against him.




Kirk laughed into the phone.  "You're going to have to live without me for a couple of days.  Besides, you two need some date nights.  It'll be good for you James.  Now shut up, stop complaining and go, all right?"  

Pouting, James looked at Chris stretched out on the bed.  "But Kirk-"

"No buts, now go!"  Kirk ordered, laughing and hanging up, blinking in surprise when he heard a knock on the door.  
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I giggle uncontrolably when I read updates to this :drool :drool
I hope this is a good thing? xD :nanner:

New update will be up later tonight!!
:lol: well, it's a good thing for me, but bad for people around me.

This update: perfect! It was so cute and sweet! :heart:
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Bad idea. Bad Lars. Really fucking stupid idea, bad, bad Lars. Lars was wringing his hands together nervously. He hadn't even knocked on the door yet. It's just Kirk. He took a deep breath and sighed it out, knocking three times on the door before him.

"Hello?"  Kirk called out, wondering who it was.  Walking towards the front door, he peeked out and looked at Lars, smiling.  "Lars!"  Opening the door Kirk grinned at him.  "What are you doing here?"

"Am I not allowed to just bring a bottle of wine to drink over a chat any more?" Lars presented Kirk with the bottle and smiled, rolling his eyes. "That means let me in."

"Of course you are!"  Kirk said, smiling at Lars, holding the door open for him, noticing the smell of wine on his breath, figuring that he has already had quite a bit of wine.  "Come on in!

He stepped inside. "We're we sitting?"

"Umm….living room?"  Kirk suggested, leading the way, even though he knew that Lars knew the way by heart.  

"Cool," Lars bounced as he walked into Kirk's living room and sat down on the sofa. "So, hows life with hot and hotter?" He joked.

Kirk watched him bounce by, confused, but nodded.  "Uh, good.  They're off on a romantic weekend at the moment....so I'm kinda here, just relaxing."  

"Hmmm, James better have taken him somewhere he can show him off in a subtle way." He smiled. "Nice little island off of Cuba or something..."

"Europe, actually, is where I believe they went."  Kirk said with a wry grin.  "I helped James book it.  They needed some alone time."

"Ooooh very nice." Lars grinned cheekily. "Bulgaria perchance?"

Shaking his head, Kirk chuckled.  "Mediterranean, I believe."  

Lars nodded slowly, looking pleasantly surprised. "I love it there. I can tell why James took Chris there too." He smiled. "He's going to come back looking even more edible than when he left. The weather there is perfect."

"Yes, the lovebirds need to go be lovebirds from time-to-time."  Kirk said, looking out at the window, then grinning at Lars.  "So what brings you over?"

"I wanted some company." He grinned back. "I miss yours. I see Rick Rubin more than I see you these days." Lars chortled. "That's fuckin' saying something."

Kirk snorted.  "You do not, stop exaggerating.  And he's had the hots for your ass, so no wonder he's hanging around so much."  He teased.  

"Oh fuck no!" He shuddered. "Rick? Naaah. All beard and no body." He grinned. "See if I care that he hears that..."

This time he laughed outright.  "Clearly it wouldn't matter to you.  Fuck, he'd probably agree with you."  

"He better." Lars snorted. "Got a glass for this wine or are we doing an old style bottle drain?"

"Fuck it, I'm feeling lazy, bottle drain."  Kirk said, reaching out and snagging the bottle from Lars, taking a long swig at it.  "How much of this have you had already?"

"This maaaay be the fourth-- but what's that got to do with anything?" Lars held his hand out for the bottle.

Kirk smiled at Lars and handed the bottle over.  "Just wondering how drunk one of my best friends is."  He said, watching Lars take another swig.

Lars held the bottle to his lips and smiled from behind the rim. "I'm not drunk. I'm socially lubricated." He grinned.

"Socially lubricated, drunk, same condition, different name."  He said, grinning back at Lars.

"Eh, whatever." He grinned back, looking a little less gripped onto life than Kirk. "Look at you all happy..." Lars smiled, touching Kirk's forearm.

Chuckling, Kirk reached out and ruffled Lars' hair.  "Stop it.  I'm happy cause you're here."  

"You're happy because you have wine here you mean..." Lars grinned, deliberately trying to wind Kirk up but, in his semi drunken state, it was kinda difficult.

Chuckling a little bit, Kirk couldn't help but grin even more.  "No Lars.  I'm happy that you, Lars Ulrich are here, with me."  

"Hehe. Cool." He grinned, sipping more wine. "Really? Kwirk Hammett?"

Kirk winced and chuckled a little bit more.  "You know I don't like that particular nickname Larsy."  He said.  

He grinned, tilting his head loosely. "What about Kirky?"

"Much more stomach-able."  With that smile, Kirk couldn't help but grin.  

"Kirky, for tonight, you shall be." Lars nodded, drinking a little more. He looked Kirk over and smiled wide. Can't do it.

"Only for tonight?"  He teased, taking the bottle and leaning his head on Lars' shoulder.

"Unless you wanna stay Kirky forever..." He leaned his head against the top of Kirk's and sighed. Definitely.

Kirk smiled and closed his eyes.  "Don't think I'd mind forever."  He said softly.  

"Would you be my Kirky?" Lars chuckled, suddenly blushing.

Laughing, he wrapped an arm around Lars and squeezed gently.  "Of course Lars."

He cradled Kirk's head, kissing his hair. He was silent for a moment before another elongated sigh escaped him. "I love you."

Kirk jerked away and stared at Lars, sitting next to him, holding the bottle of wine, his eyes wide.  "Wh-what?"  

He bowed his head. "You heard me..."

"Lars."  Kirk said softly, shifting to look at him.  "Look at me."  Waiting for those green eyes to meet his, Kirk forced himself to take a breath.  "What did you say?"

He looked up at Kirk and lost his breath for a second. "I said... that I love you." Lars smiled, knowingly. "I so don't want to get between you and James and Chris but, God, I can't help it."

His hands started to shake and Kirk had to clench his hands into fists to make sure Lars didn't see.  Kirk looked at him.  "F-for how long?"  

His green eyes shone. "Do I have to say?" Lars gulped. "Too... long. Long time."

Kirk stared at him.  "H-how long Lars?"

He chewed on the tip of his thumb. That was Kirk's 'tell me now!' face. "Eighteen-so-years..."

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END EPILOGUE NUMBER ONE!!
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SECOND EPILOGUE


He was fucking stunned.  Scared, terrified.  "Eighteen.  Years."  Kirk whispered softly, staring at Lars.  "You've been in love with me….for eighteen years?"  

Lars stared at his hand. "Well, yeah, I mean... I couldn't exactly tell you, could I?" The end of his thumb would surely drop off if he chewed it any longer.

"Of course you could have.  Why didn't you tell me Lars?"  He asked, his voice hoarse and pained.  Why had he waited?  

"Because... I couldn't. Y'know... just..." Lars sighed. "Scared." He scratched his head. "Not scared of you. Just scared of how you'd take it." He looked up at Kirk and smiled. "I guess I'm old enough not to care whether you care or not now."

Kirk groaned and reached out and wrapped his arms around Lars, glad that the wine bottle had slipped to the floor.  "God, what a pair we are."  Kirk said softly, tugging Lars into his lap, hugging him close.  "How did you think I'd take it?  Dear god, we were about as close to fucking as you could get during Load."  

His heart thudded, cuddling closer to Kirk. "I know... but, you were so close to James, I knew you guys had something... maybe not sexual at the time but, yeah." Lars sighed. "I don't know how I expected you to take it. Badly I guess." He purred. "I was so confused back then that... I didn't know what I wanted."

Smiling, he just shook his head a little and rested his forehead against Lars' shoulder, just cuddling him close in his lap.  "Do you now?"  

"Yeah, I do." He smiled softly, stroking Kirk's head. "I know I want you really badly but, I don't know if I can be better for you than James and Chris." He could try...

Closing his eyes, he smiled as well, leaning into the gentle touch.  "Why do you say that?"  Kirk asked him softly.

"One, there's two of them. Two... the way they care for you is like you're the king of the fucking universe. They're like... sexual guardians or something." Lars chuckled sourly. "They're big and strong... they can... probably give you more." He admitted sadly. "Not that I wouldn't want to try to be... as good."

Kirk couldn't help but smile at the idea of James and Chris as sexual guardians.  "All of that might be true….but neither of them can really give me what I need."  He said softly, kissing Lars on the temple, still hugging him close.  "And I bet, if given the chance, and your pain-in-the-ass stubbornness that you would tie me to the bed until I agreed that you were much better."  

"You bet." He grinned, blushing slightly. "James is a god in the bedroom department though..." he smirked. "Would you let me try to prove... that I could be better?"

Chuckling, Kirk thought about it, smiling a little bit more.  "I think I'd like that when you aren't drunk off good wine."  He whispered, kissing Lars' temple again.  

"Dutch courage." He smiled, leaning into Kirk's lips. "I was so... fucking nervous." Lars flushed. "I mean, it's you, y'know. I almost chickened out."

"I told you.  You didn't have anything to worry about.  I don't know why you thought I would react badly."  Kirk said softly, wrapping his arms around Lars' waist, holding him comfortably in his lap.  

Lars nodded. Damn Kirk and his perpetual state of calm. "You don't just think that this is the drink talking do you?"

Considering that for a moment, Kirk shook his head.  "I think some of it is the drink talking.  But no, not all of it."  

He smiled. "Yeah," He tickled Kirk's scalp. "I wish it was all drink and not all... not drink. Sorry Kirklet, this is all me."

Kirk chuckled.  "You just told me that it was some of the drink giving you the courage to speak.  That means you wouldn't have said this to me sober."

"Yeah but... you know. I didn't have the balls to tell you otherwise." Lars whimpered defiantly.

"I know."  Kirk said softly, reaching out and rubbing Lars' back.  "I'm glad that you did tell me though."  

"Why?" His free hand met Kirk's fingers at his back.

Shivering a little bit, Kirk closed his eyes and leaned his head against Lars' shoulder.  "What do you mean why?"  

"Why're you particularly glad about me telling you?" Lars nuzzled against his head. "Something not right with the other two?"

Thinking about that for a moment, Kirk shrugged.  "Nothing is wrong with the other two.  Just….I'm very much aware that I'm kinda…..the third wheel.  They're very much in love with each other."  

"Yeah... they are. Very much. The way James talks about Chris." Lars smiled softly. "They really are perfect for each other. Though... I'm sure you're not completely the third wheel."

Kirk made a non-committal noise.  "I love both of them.  James has been one of my best friends since forever ago, and Chris is an incredible musician.  But I am not falling in love with either of them."  He admitted softly.

"Maybe you should move on?" Lars stroked through Kirk's hair and leaned against him.

"Maybe I should."  Kirk said softly, kissing the top of Lars' head.  "Maybe I should."  

Lars' ears reddened. "Should get looking. We haven't got our whole lives left, y'know?"

This time Kirk did laugh.  "Of course I know."

He grinned. "Sorry, I should stop." Lars chuckled, laying down over the arm of the chair. "I do mean it..."

Kirk smiled again and ran his fingers slowly through Lars' hair.  "Shhh.  It's okay."  

He gave Kirk a wry smile and swung his legs over onto the sofa. "No, it's not. This is... way outta left field..."

"Laaaaaaaars."  Kirk whined, reaching out and touching his cheek gently.  "It really isn't.  I promise."  

"Kiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrk..." Lars smiled, imitating him. "Don't whine at me like that." he covered his hand with his own and gripped it. "Could you..."

"Could I what?"  Kirk asked, looking up at him and smiling a little bit.  

"Love me too?" he whispered.

His eyes softened and he leaned close and pressed his lips to Lars' cheek again, letting them linger there, just touching his skin, moving slowly along his cheek to his ear.  "What do you think Lars?"

"I'm taking the... ear nibbles as a possibly?" Lars giggled nervously.

Kirk chuckled.  "These aren't ear nibbles."  Shifting, sucking the lobe of his ear into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue and biting down on it gently, Kirk teased Lars, breathing hotly into his ear before he pulled away.  "Those were."  

"Yeah, they were..." He whispered lustily. "Wanna try that over here?" Lars purred, turning his head to Kirk's mouth.

"Yeah."  Kirk said, his voice soft, gasping as he leaned into the kiss from Lars, shifting him in his lap, pulling him closer, groaning into the kiss.  

Lars wrapped his arms around Kirk's shoulders, returning the groans. His heart pumped faster.

Pulling away from the kiss after a long moment, Kirk closed his eyes and panted.  "Shit.  You are entirely too tempting like that."  He said softly, rubbing Lars’ back, wanting to pin Lars to the couch and drive him wild.  

He pouted. "Me? Too tempting? Well, shit, you must have me confused with someone else..." Lars grinned, leaning forwards and pecking his lips, rubbing his back and shoulders. "You're tempting too."

"Ha.  Not likely.  Not many adorable Danish heavy metal drummers out there."  Kirk teased, his eyes fluttering a little bit.  "And Lars, you're still drunk…."  He offered up, not wanting him to do something he'd regret.  

He nodded, agreeing. "Yeah, I know." Lars scratched at his forehead. "Few kisses won't do me any harm. You neither." He ran a finger over Kirk's lip. "Pretty lips..."

Groaning, Kirk leaned forward and kissed Lars again.  Pretty lips?  He'd show him pretty lips.  Pressing Lars back onto the couch, Kirk crawled on top of him and deepened the kiss, devouring him, tasting him.  Pulling away was an effort, but when he managed it, Kirk groaned and pressed their foreheads together.  "Make that a few million kisses."  He muttered.  

Lars responded to Kirk completely, curling against him. A soft moan escaped him as Kirk deepened their kiss, tongues twining. His hands dropped to the middle of his back as Kirk crawled on top of him. "Mmmhmm..." He replied, rubbing his nose against Kirk's. "Yes..."

Kirk forced himself to take a deep breath and smiled down at Lars.  If only he wasn't drunk.  He would have-  Horrified at the thought that occurred, he pulled away from Lars, clenching his eyes shut.  God.  He would have gone further with Lars.  "I'm sorry."  He whispered, opening his eyes to look at Lars.  "God, I'm so sorry Lars.  Fuck, I'm such a sl-"  Keeping himself from saying slut, even though the word was right there, Kirk winced again.  "I didn't mean to throw myself at you.  I'm sorry, I'm sorry."  Nothing was ever good enough for him, was it?  "I'm so sorry Lars.  I-I'll uh, t-take you home."  He managed, standing up, stuffing his hands in his pockets.  
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I require large amounts of Kirky angst to keep on living. It is a REQUIREMENT. Just sayin'. <3
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