Part 25

When Chris reached the couch, instead of sitting next to Kevin as he had before, he knelt sideways next to the larger man. Tilting his head to the side a bit, he spent a moment just studying him as a bout of nervousness managed to creep in. Vaguely, Chris could hear shifting behind him and he figured that Shawn and Scott were getting more comfortable so that they could watch him with Kevin, but he didn't spare them a glance. He was too busy battling a new thought that had cropped up.

He was about to have sex with someone that up until yesterday had pretty much hated his guts. Chris wasn't into casual sex now, not that he hadn't ever been in the past, but after he'd admitted to himself that he had feelings for Shawn he had realized that sex should actually mean something besides a quick release of his body's urges. He hadn't been celibate after things went south with Shawn, but the one person he had been with was someone close to him and even if there hadn't been a romantic relationship between them, there had certainly been respect and caring. Within the last twenty-four hours, Chris had had sexual contact with four people, only one of whom he supposedly loved. Wasn't that somewhat hypocritical after the words he'd tossed at Kevin last night? True, he hadn't had intercourse with all four of them, only Shawn, but that didn't mean the thoughts hadn't been there.

Chris slowly licked his lower lip as he contemplated why he was so eager to be with Kevin. It wasn't in any way a sexual gesture, but more a nervous one. There was just something so damn compelling about the man, though Chris couldn't seem to pinpoint what it was. Mentally, Chris shook off his thoughts. No matter what the reason was, he couldn't deny that he did want to be with Kevin and this procrastinating certainly wasn't accomplishing that.

Kevin was still looking over at Shawn and Scott, who were now climbing up onto the other couch with Scott leaning against the arm and Shawn crawling to sit in-between Scott's legs. He'd actually expected Scott to head his way. He was definitely in need after that little performance and he wasn't sure he could wait until they were done snuggling or whatever the heck they were up to now. Feeling the cushion shift beside him, he turned to look at Chris who was now kneeling beside him and looking at him with an odd expression.

He wasn't sure what Chris was thinking, but it seemed to be pretty heavy thoughts if the creases on his brow were any indication. Kevin watched as Chris' tongue slipped out to run over his bottom lip. Fuck. He was pretty sure it hadn't been an intentional gesture and it definitely hadn't been meant to cause arousal, but it had nonetheless. Kevin suppressed a growl of desire as he waited for Chris to say something, anything.

Chris knew that he needed to do something, but he was at a loss for how to start things off. He could feel eyes focused on him, surely Shawn and Scott, as he returned to the words Shawn had whispered to him earlier. Just as he was about to use that suggestion he noticed the look in Kevin's eyes. That was it. That was the reason he couldn't resist what he was about to do no matter if he had reservations or not.

He wasn't sure he could explain it, but Kevin's eyes were the windows to his soul. Those beautiful green eyes burned bright with emotion seemingly all the time whether it was the passion of loving life in general, an incomparable fury, or filled as they were now with intense desire. There also seemed to be an air of danger about the man. Kevin's whole attitude was alien to Chris' nature...take what you want, when you want it and damn the consequences... protect those important to you no matter what the cost or die trying.

Chris smiled ruefully as he noted that he'd always had a thing for bad boys...look at Shawn. He'd always been too shy to toss caution to the wind and be one off-stage. Y2J was who he wanted to be, but he'd never been able to let that side of him run free once the show was over. Kevin wanted him and he admitted honestly that he wanted Kevin. Being with Kevin, he could let that wild, intense, no-holds barred side of his personality shine through and know that he'd be met with the same intensity in return. As long as he knew that Shawn loved him and that he was all for what was about to happen, then Chris was going to take a page from Kevin's book and take what he wanted, without regret.

"Something I can help you with, Tiger?" Kevin raised a brow in question while waiting for Chris' answer. His breath caught in his throat as Chris smirked at him, then raised one hand and feathered it through the hair over his ear.

Chris smiled wickedly as he noticed Kevin's reaction to the fleeting touch and he was starting to get an idea of what Shawn had been talking about. "Yeah, Kev. I think there is something that you can definitely help me with," he said as he repeated the gentle caress.

"And what might that...be," Kev asked, his voice cracking slightly. He noticed the playful light flash in Chris' eyes a bare moment before Chris made his next move.

Chris again ran his fingers through Kevin's hair, but when he reached the back of it, he fisted his hand tightly in the blond locks and used it to tilt Kevin's head backwards. He enjoyed the sharp gasp of surprise he had drawn from the larger man. "This..." Chris said huskily as he leaned in and covered Kevin's mouth firmly with his own as his eyes drifted closed. As he pushed his tongue into Kevin's mouth, he slid his left leg across Kevin's and settled into a kneeling position over the top of the big man's thighs.

Kevin moaned as Chris' other hand joined the first, tangling tightly in his hair. He knew that Shawn must have mentioned his little hair fetish to Chris, but no matter how the blond had found out about it, he was already driving him crazy with it. When Chris gave a sharp jerk on his hair, he growled and sucked sharply on Chris' invading tongue. Laying his hands on Chris' hips, he pulled him down forcibly as he thrust his own hips up, bringing their groins roughly into contact. Chris squeaked at the sudden movement but didn't pause in his feverish exploration of Kevin's mouth.

Chris' head was spinning. Whether from the excitement pulsing through him or the lack of air, he really couldn't say, but it was most likely a mixture of both. The moment he'd tasted Kevin's mouth, he'd known he was lost to whatever the big man might want. He squeaked when Kevin grabbed his hips and ground against him and redoubled his efforts to taste as much of Kevin's mouth as he could manage.

Finally, he couldn't resist the call for air any longer. Pulling his mouth from Kevin's, Chris panted harshly, trying to draw in the air his lungs were demanding. Opening his eyes, he looked at the man that had just kissed the breath out of him and damn near lost it all again. The hungry look in Kevin's eyes burned right through him. Laying his forehead against Kevin's shoulder, he took just a moment to collect his scattered thoughts.

Across the room, Scott leaned forward placing his mouth closer to Shawn's ear in their cuddled position. "Damn, Chico, they look..."

"...Hot as hell together?" Shawn whispered back. "Trust me Scotty, I noticed. I wasn't expecting him to be ready this soon, but damn am I glad that he is." Shawn turned his head and grinned at the man sitting behind him.

"He's really special. I think you've finally found the one you were looking for Shawn. I'm glad you found your way to each other despite all the roadblocks. We can rest easier now that you're happy." Scott squeezed Shawn gently in his arms as he thought about some of the stunts Shawn had pulled because of his unhappiness after what had happened with Chris the first time around. He hadn't done anything necessarily outright dangerous, but he hadn't taken care of himself like he should have either. Thank god for second chances.

Kevin wanted nothing more at that moment than to throw Chris down on the couch and have his way with him. He didn't think that Chris would protest all that much, but he was pretty sure that Chris wasn't quite ready for the unleashed version of Big Sexy. Not that he was rough all the time, but it was just his nature to be a little...dominant when it came to sex, even when he was the one on the receiving end. Scotty teasingly called him bossy when he got into that kind of mood, but he just looked at it as adding a little excitement to the mix. He was surprised that Chris seemed to be taking so well to the whole Kliq's lifestyle. Maybe Chris was "the one" for Shawn after all, despite the misgivings that Kevin had had at first.

Considering that they'd been damn near as close to enemies as you could get just yesterday, Kevin was surprised at the seemingly quick transition to all of them considering Chris almost part of their family at this point. He'd stood up to Kevin to protect Sean's feelings and also in defense of his relationship with Shawn, which had earned him huge points with Kevin. Scott seemed to approve of Chris and his actions in the last few days thus earning Chris more points on the Kevin Nash scale. Sean seemed ready to follow him around like a puppy and Chris might have been the one to salvage any chance of a happy ending for Sean and Glen. And Shawn...well, it was easy to see how Shawn felt about the beautiful blond cuddled up against him.

For someone that had come to mean so much to them all in such a short amount of time, Kevin would somehow rein in his gut instincts and try to take things slowly...for now. So even if Chris decided that he wanted to stop right here, Kevin wasn't going to complain...too much anyway. If things worked out like he expected, there would be plenty of chances later to test Chris' limits. Tracing gentle circles over denim-covered hips with his thumbs, Kevin waited to see what Chris might do next.

Chris tilted his head and sighed quietly, his breath flowing in a drawn-out wave over the curve of Kevin's neck. Having finally regained the ability to hold a semi-rational thought, Chris' tense nerves settled a bit more at the soothing motions Kevin was making against his hips. Despite what Shawn had said at the time, Chris had still expected his foray with Kevin to resemble the interaction the big man had had with Scott last night. While it had been beautiful watching them together, Chris wasn't so sure he was ready for something so...animalistic for his first experience with Kev.

He did however want something to happen and while the kiss had been beyond nice, there was so much more he wanted. Kevin, at the moment though, seemed quite content to just hold him. As realization dawned on him, Chris smiled and pressed his lips softly to the side of Kevin's neck, drawing a slight shudder of anticipation from his soon-to-be lover. Kevin was waiting for him to make the next move. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, that was just what Chris did.

Feeling Chris' fingers tighten within his hair, Kevin yielded to the pressure that Chris applied to tilt his head back slightly. A puff of hot air blew gently over the spot where his shoulder and neck met, barely preparing him for the first swipe of Chris' warm, wet tongue brushing against his skin. Tilting his head to the side, he exposed more of his pale flesh for Chris' exploration. Chris followed the neckline of his T-shirt, teasingly painting a damp trail up and down the side of his neck with opened-mouth kisses and teasing nips gently soothed by a gentle lick. Kevin slipped his hands under the hem of Chris' shirt and let his fingers drift over the warm smooth skin he found just above the waistband of Chris' tight denim jeans. A firm jerk on Kevin's hair drew an unbridled rumble of approval from him as Chris sucked gently on the skin at the base of his throat.

Chris felt more than heard Kevin's response to his latest hair tease. The vibrating sensation underneath his lips spurred Chris on to draw even more sweet reactions from the man he was so engrossed in. As he reached the juncture of Kevin's neck and shoulder on the other side he scraped his teeth gently over the corded muscle and felt a steady beat beneath his tongue as he smoothed it over salty skin. Knowing that what he was feeling was the pulsing of Kevin's blood flowing through his veins almost made him understand the lure of vampire tales. Biting firmly enough to leave a slight indentation, but careful not to pierce the skin, Chris sucked gently on the spot between his teeth drawing a pale red mark to the surface.

"Fuck, Chris," Kevin growled his name quietly as Chris released his bite and laved the reddened area with his tongue. The fact that his name rather than some empty passion-induced endearment had passed Kevin's lips struck a chord in Chris. Any doubts he'd secretly harbored about his decision flew out of his head. This was right. Now all he had to do was make it happen.

Raising his head a bit, he allowed his teeth to graze Kevin's earlobe as he sucked it into his mouth. Kevin's fingers tightened at his waist as Chris drew his head back, releasing his earlobe with a quiet pop. Giving another firm tug on the locks in his hands he shifted so he could look into Kevin's eyes. His voice deep and husky with want, Chris finally gave voice to what he was coming to crave more by the second. "Want you to fuck me, Kev...now."

Chris had only a second or two to note the look of shock on Kevin's face before he found himself flat on his back on the couch with Kevin kissing him hungrily. He hadn't expected Kevin to move that fast, but if it got him closer to what he wanted then he was all for it. Kevin's body was pressed deliciously against his own from lips to groin, with Kevin settled between his legs. Kevin's arm beneath his waist lifted his hips into Kevin's downward thrusts forcing their hard cocks into contact through the restrictions of their clothes. Chris whined and wrapped his legs around Kevin's waist forcing even more contact between them, but found it still wasn't enough. His hands were still buried in Kevin's hair, so he wrenched Kevin's head back, pulling the big man's lips from his own and whined plaintively, "God Kev...please!"

Kevin grinned wickedly down at the frustrated man beneath him. As much as Chris wanted him to hurry, it just wasn't going to happen, not this time anyway. Kevin sat up enough to pull off his T-shirt and toss it to the side before shaking his head gently at Chris as he leaned over him again. "Sorry, Chris, but you're just going to have to wait. See, I've been thinking about this longer than you'd probably guess, and I'm just not going to rush through it." Kevin grinned at Chris' wide-eyed look of shock. "You know why I was so pissed off to see you here yesterday, other than the obvious, of course?"

Chris trembled slightly beneath Kevin and let his hands slip from Kevin's hair down to his bare shoulders, bracing himself in a way for whatever was coming and at the same time noticing the warmth beneath his hands. "N...no. Why?"

Shawn craned his neck, turning to look at Scott behind him. Scott was sporting a huge grin and Shawn wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing at this point. "Do you know what this is all about?" he whispered to Scott with a slight note of concern in his voice.

Scott pressed his mouth to Shawn's shoulder to smother a snort of laughter before pulling back to answer him. "Hush, Chico. You'll get a kick out of this. I promise." Shawn turned around, still a bit disgruntled at not knowing what was going on, and waited for Kevin to get to the point.

"Do you remember when we did the Highlight Reel for the show?" Kevin asked, confusing Chris slightly with the seemingly off-topic question.

"Yes, but what does that have to do with..."

"Do you remember what you were wearing on the show that night?"

"Uh...no. Should I?" Chris was really confused at this point. What did this have to do with Kevin being pissed off at him?

"I do. I remember exactly what you had on that night. Do you have any clue how pissed off it made me that despite what you'd done to Shawn, the only thing I wanted that night was to rip those fucking shiny pants off you and fuck you right there in the ring?" Chris' mouth opened and closed several times, making him resemble a fish out of water, as he tried to think of how to reply to Kevin's admission.

A loud burst of laughter from the two across the room saved him momentarily from having to answer Kevin. "Oh man. That's fucking hilarious. You knew about this?" Shawn half-turned to look at Scott again and smacked him gently on the arm. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Christ, Shawn. I don't know how you could have missed it. I figured it out while I was sitting at home watching it on television. Then Kev called later that night to bitch about it." Scott said smugly, his grin stretching ear to ear.

"So that's why..." Shawn started but was interrupted quickly by Kevin.

"...I was so pissed off when I lost the match. If I hadn't been so busy checking out his...assets, he never would have gotten in that low blow," Kevin growled as he looked at Shawn who had started laughing again.

"You know I should have realized it. Thinking back on it now it makes sense. You know my favorite part of that whole feud was the cute little nicknames he came up with for you Kev. That had to be like a kind of foreplay to you or something," Shawn said, a wicked grin on his face. "I think the best one was 'Big Daddy Bald', that just fit you so well."

"No, Chico. The best one was when he called him Nashhole. He whined for a whole week about that one," Scotty said. He smiled when Kevin snarled at him.

"Uh...guys, I really don't think making him mad right now would be a good thing," Chris whined as he squirmed under Kevin's large form.

"Chill out, Chris. If I were still pissed off about it, you wouldn't be where you are right now." Kevin smiled down at the man trapped beneath him. "The whole point to my bringing this up, before the peanut gallery got involved..."

"Hey!" Scott and Shawn shouted in objection bearing twin pouts.

"...Was to let you know that no matter how much you want me to hurry up, you're just going to have to wait. I thought a lot about what I'd do to you if I got the chance and now that I have it..." Kevin leaned down and slid his tongue along Chris' bottom lip. "Now that I have it, I'm not going to let you come until you are a whining..."

Lick. "...Begging..."

Lick. "...Mess," Kevin finished with a growl.

Chris whimpered after Kevin's teasing onslaught, the images in his mind fueling his arousal, which hadn't actually subsided from before. "I could...uh, actually just beg and whine right now and we could...skip right to the end you know. Have I mentioned how happy I am that you let your hair grow back out?" Chris looked wide-eyed up at Kevin hoping for a tiny bit of leniency, but from the grin on Kevin's face, he knew it was a useless hope.

"Afraid not, Tiger, but I promise you will enjoy every moment of this. Are you particularly attached to this shirt?" Kevin asked as he leaned down to run his tongue along the neckline, similar to what Chris had done to him earlier.

"Not particularly, I suppose. Why?" Chris asked with a frown.

"Because I didn't want to upset you when I did this..." Kevin slid one hand up Chris' arm, over his collarbone, and then grabbed hold of the neckline as his lips teased along the column of Chris' neck. The loud rending sound brought a gasp from Chris as Kevin ripped the shirt down the middle exposing Chris' chest and abdomen to his heated gaze.

Chris smirked up at Kevin who was grinning widely at him. "I would have taken it off if you'd asked, you know."

"Yeah, I know," Kevin said with a laugh, "but it was so much more fun that way."

Chris' snort of laughter was cut short by a hiss as Kevin bent to suck harshly on the skin over his collarbone. Chris' hands clenched on Kevin's shoulders, his nails digging slightly into the skin as Kevin licked a slow torturous path over his shoulder and the side of his neck, interspersing the licks with tiny nips of his teeth. "Does...does this plan of yours include either of us being naked in the near future?" Chris growled as he wrapped one leg over Kevin's hip and thrust upwards trying to spur Kevin on to move faster.

Kevin smirked against Chris' bare skin as he kissed his way down to his chest. "Nope," Kevin lowered one hand from its position above Chris' shoulder and brought it down sharply, slapping Chris on the hip. "Stop that."

Chris yelped at the sharp sting. That had really kind of hurt, but as Kevin's hand lingered, rubbing over the same spot he'd smacked, it started a tingling sensation that seemed to seep through Chris' nerves. Unwilling to explore his reaction that deeply, Chris contemplated ways to make Kevin speed up his pace a bit. He sucked in a sharp breath as Kevin's mouth latched onto his nipple and his tongue teased in circles around it.

"Shawn," Chris half-moaned and half-whined, "can't you make him stop torturing me?"

Shawn, who was busy admiring the sight of Kevin sprawled all over Chris, laughed at his lover's plea. "Oh no, no, no. You got yourself into this Sweetheart, so you're going to have to get yourself out of it...or him into it, whichever the case may be. I already gave you a secret weapon and that's all the further I'm getting involved in this."

As Kevin pulled his mouth from Chris' nipple and growled in Shawn's direction for giving Chris a reminder, the trailing ends of Kevin's hair brushed Chris' hands. His hair...it had completely slipped Chris' mind for a moment, but with the reminder he latched onto the thought like a drowning man. He was willing to use anything at his disposal to hurry Kevin along. Threading his hands quickly through Kevin's hair again, he jerked hard on the golden locks as he thrust his hips upward into Kevin's again.

Kevin groaned and delivered another sharp slap. "Damn it all, Chris, play fair."

"I think," Chris panted as the pain along with the friction resulted in a burst of pleasure that zipped straight through his hard cock, "that this is extremely fair in relation to what you have planned. Come on Kev... give me something at least. You're killing me here."

Kevin sighed as he bent to tease the other nipple with his tongue. After a couple of teasing licks and another sharp tug on his hair by Chris, Kevin raised his head and smiled at the beautiful man beneath him. Maybe they could work out a deal of sorts. Then it hit him, the perfect idea.

"I'll make you a deal," Kevin said, a wicked grin on his face. "If I agree to speed things up right now and give you what you want, then you have to agree, that at some point in the future, you will give me as long as I want to play and let me do...whatever I want."

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