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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 (5,171 Views)
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All I can say: :drool :drool :drool :drool :drool :drool :drool :drool
Same here...
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You're right. Kirky angst, for me after this story is done ( :( i didnt mean it! dont ever end it!), will be a dirty, dirty must for me. :drool :heart:
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Hehehehehehehehe. More cuteness ahead!! Enjoy!
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Lars' eyes widened. "Hey, hey, what're you talking about?" His eyebrows furrowed. "Don't you dare apologize to me. You've done nothing wr--" Lars smiled. "Oh, I know what's going through that mind of yours." Lars reached up and stroked his face. "If anyone threw themselves at anyone, it was me..." He cuddled up to him. "If you insist on taking me home, you're not just dropping me home." He whispered. "Not alone. You're staying."

"Lars, I mess things up that way.  I nearly did with Chris and James.  I don't want to mess anything up with you.  I can't."  Kirk said, the words coming out in a jumble.  "Please, I can't mess anything up with you.  I care about you too much."  

"But, you and James and Chris more than patched things up..." Lars whispered. "Alright, fine..." He slurred a little. "I'll go home. Sober up. Call you in the morning." He folded his arms across his chest. "Nothing you can muster can mess this up enough to fuck up anything..." Lars stroked his cheek. "And likewise but, you know how much I want you. I've told you now. Therefore... ability to fuck up..” He smiled. "Zero."

"I'm driving you home."  Kirk said, his heart flopping at the gentle touch to his cheek.  "Last thing I want is you to get hurt when you are driving home because you've had too much wine to drink."  He added quietly, reaching out and brushing his fingers through Lars' hair.  

"Okay." Lars smiled, softly brushing his cheek with his thumb. "I'll let you drive me home." His voice dropped. "One condition. I call you tomorrow, you come round. Deal?"

Kirk bit his lip, then nodded.  "All right."

Lars grabbed his keys out of his pocket and placed them in Kirk's palm. "Then... take me home chauffeur." He smiled softly, kissing his cheek.

Kirk chuckled and nodded.  "All right, let's go."

He stood up, wobbling, and followed Kirk out to his car.

Kirk kept an arm wrapped around his waist and squeezed as he led him to his car.  

"So..." He blushed. "How sober do you want me?" A grin swept over his face. "I've sobered up... some."

Looking over at him, Kirk chuckled and shook his head.  "I want you completely sober Lars."  He said quietly, heading home towards Lars' house.

Lars snorted. "You work a hard bargain, Hammett..."

A sad smile curled his lips.  "It's the only bargain there is."  He said softly.

"Okay." Lars answered with a smile.

Kirk swallowed hard, pulling into Lars' driveway.  God, Lars' smile.  

He looked over at Kirk, almost pleading. "Well, I'll talk to you tomorrow then..." Please Kirk? Please stay. Don’t go.

Leaning over, before he could stop himself, Kirk pressed their lips together.  That expression on Lars’ face had been awful. He couldn’t stand it.  

He savored how Kirk tasted and slinked away. "Thank you." Lars jumped out of the car and went inside, knowing Kirk wouldn't follow him.

Kirk watched him go, clenching his hands on the wheel for a long time.  What was he supposed to do?  Stay?  Go?  Kiss Lars, make love with him, fall for him?  Clenching his eyes shut, Kirk turned the car on again.  

Lars closed his front door behind him and sighed. A lightbulb flashed in his head and he smiled. He ran over to his phone and dialed Kirk's number, waiting to see if he'd pick up.

Hearing his phone ring, Kirk looked down and couldn't help but smile and picked it up.  "Hey Lars."  

"Still outside huh?" He grinned, his usual bouncy self.

"Yeah."  Kirk said quietly, trying to tell himself to leave, to drive away, and yet he couldn't do it.  

"If you want to go, go." He said quietly, walking up the stairs. "If you want to stay, let yourself in. You know where to find me."

"Okay."  He said softly.  Then he hung up the phone.  He didn't know what he was gonna do.  

He heard the phone go dead on the other end and pouted. Damn. Good try though Lars. He stripped to his boxers and got into bed, turning the TV on and flipping to the nearest channel of interest.

Kirk waited another fifteen minutes, debating with himself before he climbed out of the car and walked through the front door of Lars' house, heading towards his bedroom and knocking on the door.  ""Lars?"

Lars had laid down under his covers and snuggled down, ready to take a nap. Sleep a little of the booze off. It'd been a little while and he'd not managed to drift off yet. Then, he heard Kirk call him through the door. "Decided to stay?" He cooed through a smile.

Kirk gave a small nod, looking at Lars at the bed, taking in the sight of him, his heart pounding wildly.  

"Why don't you come sit...?" Lars smiled softly and rolled over onto his side. He peered up at Kirk, cuddling the covers close.

Walking over to the bed, Kirk sat down and smiled at Lars, stretching out a little bit.  "There we go.  No problem."  

He chuckled. "Why would there be a problem?"

He shook his head.  "No reason.  Just trying not to jump one of my best friends.” Kirk said, staring down at Lars.

"We could just cuddle y'know." Lars smiled lopsidedly. It wasn't ideal but, if it settled Kirk some, he'd be up for it.

Kirk's heart gave another uncomfortable flip.  "All right."  He said softly, lifting up the covers and slipping his jeans and socks off.  Just a t-shirt and his boxers separated him from being naked in bed with Lars.  Groaning at the image that provoked, he slipped in next to Lars.  

Lars took in the sight of Kirk's bare, tanned legs and smiled as he slinked in next to him. He wrapped an arm around him and snuggled up.

Smiling at the adorable image Lars presented, snuggling up to him like that, Kirk kissed the top of his head and adjusted the covers around him.  "Get some sleep."  He said softly.  

"Mmmhmm. You too." Lars purred, a content smile crossing his face as he tangled his fingers into Kirk's shirt.

Staring down at Lars, his heart tightening even more, Kirk wrapped an arm around Lars and smiled.  Maybe he would.  Closing his eyes, he inhaled the scent of Lars' shampoo and smiled, relaxing.  Maybe he would.




Early morning, Lars woke up after a long night of being snuggled up to Kirk after a good bottle or four of the good stuff. He rubbed his eyes and smiled, finding Kirk well passed out next to him. He reached over and danced his fingers over Kirk's belly, just barely touching his perfect skin. A light went off in his head. Almost like a 'time to wake him up!' alert. He smiled cheekily and leaned over him, pushing his shirt up and lightly kissing his belly, gently sucking the skin into his mouth.

Kirk remembered falling asleep with Lars in his arms, and cuddled up to him, his smaller body cradled by his.  Now all of the sudden, the nice dreams of kissing and holding Lars close that he had been having were turning more than a little hot.  He was losing his clothing piece-by-piece, and now a hot mouth and tongue were teasing at his belly.  "Nnnnngh…"  He mumbled.

Lars smiled sleepily. "Good morning." He kissed up his sternum, over his chest, descending down over his lips, just hovering over him. "How are you?"

Blinking his eyes open slowly, Kirk looked down at Lars and licked his lips.  "Mmmm. Very good."  Kirk purred out, staring up at Lars, thinking that he was still dreaming.  "Better if you'd kiss me."  

He chuckled darkly and ran a hand over Kirk's shoulder. "With pleasure." Lars leaned down and teased his lips against Kirk's, gently pressing them together. His other hand rested by his head.

Kirk moaned softly into the kiss, his hands reaching down, sliding into Lars' boxers and giving his ass a slow squeeze, tugging him closer.  "Mmmm….c'mere."  He ordered. How far could one take it in a dream?

Lars mumbled out a groan, feeling Kirk squeeze his ass, crawling closer, planting his hands onto the bed, kissing him with more urgency. He growled a little, nails lightly grazing his ass. "I like that..." He admitted quietly.

Letting out a louder moan at the deeper kiss, Kirk pulled away, his eyes dark with lust and licked his lips.  "Like what?  My touching you like thiiiiiis?"  He made sure to emphasize the last statement with another squeeze of his ass.  
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Lars chuckled and moaned. "Yesss, like that." A grin fixed itself to his face. "Really like that." He kissed his cheek, licking a little. "Breakfast?"

Realizing that his dream-Lars wouldn't have asked him if he wanted breakfast, Kirk sheepishly slid his hands out of Lars' boxers, well-aware that they were probably both very, very turned on….and that the drummer probably wanted him for breakfast.  

"Coffee? Tea?" Lars smirked as he watched Kirk blush. "Me?" He giggled at his little cheesy line and stroked over Kirk's tummy. "Pancakes sound good?"

Not wanting to blurt out that Lars sounded damn perfect at this particular moment, Kirk decided to nod.  He'd be safe with that.  Grinning a little bit, he leaned up and kissed Lars on the forehead.  "How are you?  Any hangover?"  

He smiled at the kiss. "I'm good. Just a few cobwebs. You?"

Kirk shook his head.  "I'm fine."  More than fine if his raging hard on was any indication.  

"Great." Lars kissed his lips softly and smiled, waltzing off out of his bedroom to the kitchen. He called behind him. "Only got maple and honey. Cool with that?"

Blinking a little at the soft kiss, Kirk licked his lips and forced himself to nod again before he remembered that Lars couldn't see him.  "Yes, that is more than fine." He called out.  Flopping back on the bed and glaring at the tent in the sheets he huffed.  Damnit.  He wanted Lars for breakfast.  He stripped off his shirt and stretched back under the sheets. Nngh.

After a few minutes of tossing pancakes, Lars returned to the room and clambered back into bed with a tray laden with pancakes and coffee. He blushed, finding Kirk to be pitching a tent in the covers. "Getting a horn on there buddy?" He joked, spearing some with a fork.

It was Lars' fault.  He'd started imagining what would have happened if Lars had started kissing lower instead of higher, and imagining those lips on his cock had driven him wild.  Scrambling to sit up and cover himself properly Kirk blushed.  "Uh, sorry about that."  

"Dude, it's okay. I'm comfortable enough with you to not mind you getting it up around me." Lars smirked. "You get me hot too." Hotter than hot. Fuck. Especially sitting next to him, the sheets tented like that.

Kirk flushed darker.  Fucking hell.  He turned Lars on too.  He was rapidly losing his appetite for pancakes next to a growing appetite for the brunette holding the plate.  "Uh…still.  Not polite and all that shit."  

"Hah. Fuck polite." Lars snorted around a mouthful of pancake. "I mean... how long have we known each other..." He clapped Kirk gently on the shoulder.

He snorted as well, starting to eat.  "Don't remind me, makes me feel old."  Kirk said with a grin, glancing over at Lars.  

Suddenly, unnerving Kirk sounded like a shedload of fun. "Feel free to get hard around me whenever you like." Yes, Lars. Make him choke on that pancake!

Managing not to choke on his next mouthful of pancake, Kirk coughed and looked up at Lars, seeing that smirk on his face.  That little shit. Well. Two could play that game. And he was very, very good at it.

Lars giggled and finished his pancakes in silence, peeking up at Kirk periodically before laying back, getting comfortable. He looked at him and smiled softly, itching his tummy.

Kirk looked over at him, catching Lars taking glances at him periodically, coming up with his own clever idea.  Sitting back in bed, he looked down at the tent and grinned at Lars.  "Since you don't mind me hard around you, I bet you wouldn't mind me taking care of this, would you?"  Kirk teased, dropping his hand down to his hard cock, starting to stroke himself, his head tilting back with a moan.  "Mmmm…yeah, I needed this…."  

Lars gulped, moving the plates off the bed, rolling onto his side so that he could watch Kirk's movements. "N-no... not at all..." His mouth went dry as he stared at Kirk.

"Good."  Kirk purred out, moving his hand even faster, eager to bring himself off, whimpering.  "Oh Lars….fuck, this feels so good…..I…ahhh…mmm."  Moaning, keeping his eyes on Lars, Kirk bucked into the movements of his hand.  

He moaned softly, eyes fixed on Kirk's hand. He moved his hand to his chest and lightly brushed over a puckered nipple, pinching it softly. "Want a hand?" Lars whispered, cupping his own crotch with his free hand, curling onto his side. He gently nibbled Kirk's lower lip and mumbled.

Moaning softly at the touch to his chest, Kirk stared at Lars and watched him touch himself, shivering.  "Yeah…"  He whispered against his lips.  

Lars smiled, moving his hand down and back up Kirk's belly, gently raking his nails over his skin. He slid his hand inside of his own boxers and tugged tentatively at himself, moaning quietly as he slipped his hand down Kirk's thigh and back up to his balls.

Shivering at the nails across his stomach, he watched Lars slip his hands into his boxers and stroke at him.  Kirk reached out and touched Lars' hip, stroking at the line of skin just above his boxers.  "Want some help too?"  

"Uhhhuh, please." Lars kissed him, flushing suddenly at a short wave of pleasure. He rubbed the base of Kirk's cock with the palm of his hand, wanting to take it off him. Wanting to give him the pleasure he craved... needed to give Kirk.

Gasping, Kirk rested his head against Lars' neck and panted softly.  He slipped his fingers into the waist of Lars' boxers and around him, stroking slowly, teasing his fingers across the tip.  "MMmmm…Lars…."  Moving his hips slowly into the touch, he moaned.

Lars whimpered, shuddering when Kirk touched him. "Fuck it." He purred. "Boxers off... I wanna feel all of you... hold your body to me..." He whispered lustfully into Kirk's mouth, stroking him slowly.

Pulling his hand away, Kirk tugged his boxers down and then did the same for Lars, tossing them both off the bed.  Scooting closer to Lars, he leaned into another kiss and reached down to start to stroke him again.  "Better...?"

He tucked his leg behind Kirk's and pulled himself closer, hips bouncing off of hips. He leaned into his embrace and broke a massive smile. "Much." Lars replied with a bounce. He took hold of Kirk and stroked him again, feeling his heart race in his chest. He'd not been this excited in a while.

Kirk moaned again as Lars scooted closer and started to stroke him again.  "Fuuuuuck."  He swore, his hips moving even more eagerly into his hand.  God, this felt so fucking good.  

"Fuck... yeah..." He rolled his hips forwards, hooking a finger under Kirk's balls and stroking them a little. His other hand dropped to his ass and massaged it.

He leaned in closer and caught Lars' lips again, devouring his lips and mouth, arching into that touch on his ass, and the hands that were playing with him so well.  "Mmm…fuck, so good…fuck…"  He kept stroking Lars slowly, continuing to tease behind his balls.  

"Yes..." Lars resisted calling him baby by a fraction. He daren't. "God Kirk..." He rolled up into the touches he was receiving and moaned. He slipped his tongue into Kirk's mouth and rumbled against his lips. "Mmmm..."

Kirk moaned again, watching Lars moan and sucked on his tongue, tangling theirs together.  "Ahhh…fuck, Lars…."  He moaned against his lips.  "Pleeeeeeease.  More, please."  

Lars nodded slowly, not breaking contact with him, thumbing his tip, coaxing him. "Let me go down?" He smirked. "Please? I wanna taste you."

Shivering hard at the thought and at the idea, Kirk nodded.  "O-okay."  He whispered, his heart jumping wildly at the thought of that sinful mouth taking him in again.  

Smiling, he pushed Kirk onto his back and stripped the covers away, gazing at his deliciously hard cock. "This is what I've been missing? My god..." He gasped and kissed at his cheek, down his chin to his shoulder. His hand gripped his waist tenderly, fingers grazing in circles. "Mmmm..." Lars flicked his tongue over Kirk's nipple before catching it between his lips and sucking.

Kirk felt his cheeks head in a blush as Lars stared at him and exclaimed, blushing darkly.  "I'm not…that impressive…"  He panted out, staring down at Lars as that tongue flicked over his nipple then started to suck, making him moan, his hands going to Lars' shoulders, pulling him closer.  "Ahh…Lars…."  

His fingertips danced over the ink that covered Kirk's belly. "I don't care. I love it." He mumbled around his skin. He moved to the other nipple and sucked on it, feeling it peak up under his tongue. Lars kissed down his chest and belly before licking the tip of his cock, feeling it jolt. "Mmmm... good..."

Shivering again at the touch to his stomach, Kirk found that his blush wasn't fading, no matter what he did.  "Mmmm….ahhh!"  His fingers dropped from Lars' shoulders to tangle in the sheets, his hips bucking up and into that touch.  "L-Lars…fuck…more…"  Kirk whimpered.  

Lars wriggled his tongue. "More, huh?" He grinned, looking up at him. He closed his lips around the head and tightened down on him. "Nnnn..." He flicked his tongue, popping off.

Panting and whimpering, Kirk struggled to keep his hips flat against the mattress, his head thrashing back and forth.  "God...so fucking good Lars, more, please…"  He whined, staring down at Lars.  
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Here you go!!
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I'm serioulsy going to ruin my keyboard with all the drool I'm producing. Maybe I should go see a doctor about it.... or a Kirk about it. :P :P
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He held him by his base and dipped his head back down, sucking him in, slipping him down. He moaned around him, sliding his hand down to his balls, rolling them in his palm.

Kirk moaned, his hips moving even more eagerly.  "Fuck, Lars, please…"  He was close, he couldn't take this.  Clenching his eyes shut, another moan escaped him, his hands going to Lars' shoulders, wanting, needing him closer.  "Please, fuck…please…"  

Lars took him, holding him in his mouth, contracting his oral muscles around him, willing him to come. He wanted it so badly. He himself needed to come too but, he was focused... hooked onto Kirk. He took his hips in his hands and drew him closer, bobbing up and down on him.

Whimpering, his fingers digging into the skin of Lars' shoulders, Kirk shuddered, feeling his orgasm start in the tips of his toes, driving him harder and deeper into Lars' mouth until he finally arched with a hoarse scream.  "L-Lars!!"  Tugging on his shoulders harder, he emptied himself into Lars' mouth, his body collapsing boneless to the bed.

His eyes rolled back in his head as he swallowed it down. He continued sucking until he was done. He pulled off and crawled up Kirk's body. "Good... baby?" He purred, wiping his lip with his thumb.

Kirk forced his eyes open and smiled a little bit, nodding.  "God yes.  C'mere."  He ordered, tugging Lars up and to his lips, kissing him slow and deep, desperate to taste him again.  

He bumped his now fully hardness against Kirk's hip by accident, blushing as they kissed, not intentionally meaning to make him aware of his untreated equipment. "Uh fuck..."

Opening his eyes slowly, Kirk smiled.  "Mmmm….fuck indeed."  He purred out, wrapping his arms around Lars' waist and squeezing his ass slowly.  "Wanna tell me what you want?"

He groaned at the squeeze to his ass. "What I want?" Lars grinned. "In short, I want to come. Hard. Oh... and you. I want you."

Kirk stared up at Lars and smirked at him.  "Think that I can oblige.  Just how hard do you wanna come?"  He teased, leaning up and kissing Lars' forehead gently.  

"Imagine coming hard... then multiply that up some. You'll be close with that..." He rubbed his thumb across Kirk's collarbone and smiled. "Truth be told... just any old way you can think of..."

"Mmmm....so that means a Kirk blow job is in order."  He said, grinning at Lars, flipping them over and pinning him down to the bed.  "Hair pulling and tugging is encouraged, as are all moans, groans, whimpers and any other sound you decide to make."  Kirk teased, kissing Lars again softly, then starting to kiss down his collarbone.

Lars groaned, finding himself on his back all of a sudden. "Yeah... I think I can do that..." He relaxed back into the pillows and smiled down at Kirk, watching him move. "I'll squirm and wriggle and moan as hard as I can."

"Good."  Kirk purred out, kissing slowly down his chest, over his stomach and down to his waist, teasing his tongue around his belly button.  He could tell.  Some part of Lars needed this more than he did.  Really, truly needed this.  "You're beautiful Lars."  He whispered, kissing lower, licking from the base of his cock up to the tip.

"Quiet. I won't hear it." Lars smiled, arching up against Kirk's lips and allowing him a soft moan, barely a breath. A louder groan escaped him when he reached his cock. His hand carded through the hair at the side of Kirk's head, caressing it. "You..."

"You are beautiful.". Kirk whispered.  "You are." Reaching down, he toyed his fingers along Lars' thighs, his lips closing over the head of his cock.

"Fuck..." He growled under his breath, sensitivity apparent. He was ready to blow already but, needed to hold on.

Kirk would have smiled, but instead he concentrated on Lars.  "Mmm." Making sure to look up at Lars, their eyes meeting, he sucked harder, wanting to feel him explode.

"Kirk..." Lars moaned through clenched teeth. He tried to keep eye contact with Kirk gasping and panting down at him. "Fuck... so... yeeeeah..." He groaned harshly. "Please... deeper..."

Deciding he would be nice and give Lars exactly what he wanted, Kirk swallowed him all the way to the root, sucking eagerly, his fingers teasing over his entrance.

"Uhhh... yeah..." His hips bucked upwards, forcing himself up into Kirk's mouth as far as he could, whimpering when he felt him tease his ass. "Oh god." His hand fisted into his hair, gripping tightly, holding his head still with his other hand.

Smirking, Kirk pressed his finger against him a little more and bobbed his head up and down eagerly, wanting, needing to get Lars off.

Lars’ head rolled back into the pillows, hips rolling upwards. "Oh fuck..." His head dropped to the side, gasps pouring out of him. "I'm so... close." He tugged at Kirk's hair.

Kirk sucked even more eagerly at him, his lips working Lars' cock expertly, determined to hear him scream.

"Nnnnngh... coming..." A bead of sweat ran down his forehead. "Fuck, fuck..." A shallow scream broke his ecstasy filled smile as he came, driving deep into Kirk’s mouth.

Swallowing all of Lars, Kirk pulled away and grinned at him.  "Hard enough for you baby?  Or do I need to do better next time?"

"Uh... huh... hard enough. Willing to push the boundaries." Lars grinned pulling Kirk up to meet him. "Next time..."

A shy smile took over his face and Kirk wrapped his arms tightly around Lars and tugged him close.  "Yeah.  Next time." He needed to call Chris and James.

"Gonna call James?" Lars smiled, still panting and flushed. He stroked Kirk's cheek, kissing him lightly.

Kirk looked at Lars for a long moment, then gave a shy nod.  "Yeah.  I am."

He smiled, kissing Kirk's forehead. "What're you gonna tell him?"

"I'm not sure yet.  Just that...I...I'm gonna be with you now, and that will make me happy.". Kirk said softly.

Lars couldn't stop smiling. He’d done it. Kirk was his. "You think they'll understand?"

Kirk bit his lip.  "I hope so.  I know James will.  Not sure about Chris...".

He brushed a curl of hair out of Kirk's face. "Reckon he could accept it after a while?" Lars wondered. "I know you two were... well, really close..."

"If he sees that I am happy, he will." Kirk said softly.  Leaning closer, he kissed Lars again, pressing close to him.  "And Chris and I are similar.  That's all.".

"I know." Lars sighed. "Okay. So long as this is all... okay by you..." He smiled, kissing his lips.

Kirk smiled.  "Do you really think you'd be tasting yourself on my lips if this wasn't okay?" Kirk couldn't resist teasing a little.  "You're the one that hates stupid questions!"

"Sorry," Lars chuckled. "I had to ask." He whispered. "I like tasting myself on you. Tasting you on me." He grinned, patting his shoulder. "Go on. Call them. I'll be right here."

Kirk grabbed his phone and dialed James' phone number, trying to think of exactly what he would say.  "I'm nervous.". He admitted, looking up at Lars.

"It'll be fine." Lars smirked, an idea coming to mind. "Want me to suck you off as you talk? That'll calm you down some..." He joked.

Kirk snorted and reached out and playfully pushed Lars away from him.  "Not a chance.  Save that for when you're in your office and James can hear you."  He retorted, his breath catching as he heard James pick up the phone.

"Kirk?  That you?  Calling us again already? I told you you should have come with us!  Chris, it's Kirk on the phone!"  James called out to him, waving the phone.  

Chris' eyes widened and he grinned. "Really? Gimme the phone!" He stole it from James and bounced. "Hi baby... how're you?"

Kirk smiled at the sound of Chris' voice and looked at Lars in front of him, tightening his arm around him.  "I'm doing very well.  Wanted to see how you guys were doing."  

He nodded. "Yeah, we're great. It's gorgeous here." His smile widened. "Right James?"

Lars snuggled up to Kirk, laying his head in Kirk's lap. "Don't be afraid." He whispered.

James kissed Chris' shoulder and grinned.  "Hell yes it is!  And Chris doesn't have any tan lines!"          

Kirk chuckled and looked down at Lars, his breath catching, closing his eyes as he leaned against the pillow.  "I did have something that I needed to talk to the both of you about."  

Lars covered Kirk's hand with his own, squeezed gently.
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What you two are doing should be illegal! I'd still read it, though >.>
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Hmpfff!,$:8:!;&/'xhdhzhhwhfifjeb :o :drool :drool JESUS!!!
What you two are doing should be illegal! I'd still read it, though >.>
Heh. You think THIS is bad? You should see the new epic we are working on that is gonna be longer than this whole series. I'm ballparking it at 100k so far, maybe longer, depending on how much hotness we want. To give you an idea....Chris and Kirk are the primary couple....just went to a Swingers\S&M club....had hot sex with another couple....are going home for bent-over-the-amp-in-the-studio sex, and will probably have cuddles after.

.....Did I mention that they are also gonna meet up with James and Lars at the club next time? And that training (with lots and lots of sex) will occur at that point in time? >3
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