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Warning: Containing ! Just skip when they start to race :b 

Chapter 67

Maybe getting 'revenge' wasn't the best idea Kyungsoo had ever had but he couldn't deny the invigorating rush he felt whenever Krystal came over. How exciting it was kissing her, only to sneak off in the middle of everything to Kris's skin.

It hadn't been easy but Kyungsoo had made Kris help him and if he didn't know any better, he'd say that Kris was starting to enjoy their little scheme.
After Kris had hit him, rather hard just FYI, the man had run off. Not that Kyungsoo blamed him for doing so, no. Just... Very surprised. And Kris had owed him a birthday surprise. A green blow to the stomach was definitely not something he had seen coming.
Kyungsoo had stayed on the ground for a while, thinking things over. People had stared but who cared.
After contemplating for a while, Kyungsoo got up, ignored the sleet staining his jeans and bought the Hulk gloves.

"Can I come in?"

Kyungsoo opened the door to Kris's room to find him sitting on his bed, hugging his knees.

"Why even bother asking? Don't you do whatever the hell you want to anyway?"
"...I'm gonna take that as a yes."

Hesitantly, Kyungsoo entered. Keeping his distance, he stood fumbling with his plastic bag for a while.

"...Here."

Kyungsoo handed Kris the bag.

"I'm sorry for putting you through this. This is just something I have to do. If you want, I'll write it on my list and in exchange for helping me, I'll help you with anything. Anything at all. Also. It'll make my list complete and I can... Move on."

Kris didn't seem like someone who was listening as he revealed the contents of the bag.

"And what are these for?"

"Well... They are just in case, should you ever get the urge to hit me again."
"That might come in handy."
"So you're okay with this?"

Kris put away the bag, sighing deeply.

"How long?"
"Maybe a month? But that's it. Then she's gone. And I will be yours, completely."
"... Fine. But that doesn't mean I like what you're doing."
"You don't have to. All you have to do is... interrupt us before things goes too far."
"I can do that."
"See. This isn't going to be so awful. Except for her."
"Good."

Kris rose to his feet and in one swift motion, pulled off his own t-shirt, throwing it aside. Kyungsoo couldn't help feeling aroused at the sight as Kris approached him in long, slow strides.
Standing face to face, a smirk played on his own lips before he let his right hand follow the curve of Kris's . The other hand was occupied by Kris's right hand that led it slowly up his chest, stopping by his neck.

"In fact. Let's get back at her. Right now."

That was all Kyungsoo needed to hear before boldly running a hand over Kris's crotch.

It became a dare of sorts.
Whenever Krystal came around, Kris or himself would make excuses for Kyungsoo to up and vanish from time to time. In the beginning they would only sit in Kris's bedroom, both too nervous of getting caught doing anything suggestive but soon they became bolder. Kris would pull him away with the excuse of an urgent dessert emergency that needed hands on attention. Kyungsoo would then find himself in the kitchen, pressed up against the fridge, pants pooled around his ankles while Kris jerked him off. Kyungsoo would then try and beat that the next time, excusing himself to go to the bathroom, only to grab hold of Kris and drag him with him. Not bothering to lock the door, Kyungsoo would guide Kris to sit on the sink before exposing his manhood. With a smirk, Kyungsoo let his tongue encircle the smooth head, little by little consuming the salty flesh, and until Kris could take no more, coming in his mouth. 
When Kris wasn't around,  Kyungsoo would fake a phone call, enter Kris's room and call him for real. He would lie down on Kris's bed and e into the phone, imagining Kris at work with a hard-on.

It was exciting. And fun.

And not enough.

There was one thing Kyungsoo dreaded from this and that was returning to his room, to Krystal. By then he would've come down from his high only to have the happiness out from his bones when he had to cozy up to Krystal and not Kris. It felt as if he wasn't just lying to Krystal but also to himself.

Who was he kidding?
He hated this.
Sure it was y as hell, sneaking around but truthfully, Kyungsoo missed being in a relationship. He missed waking up with the same person he fell asleep with. He missed goodnight kisses before dozing off.  He missed holding hands in the winter cold.
He missed being happy.

Kris made him happy.

Happy...

What was he doing? This was so wrong.
Krystal wasn't even worth his petty revenge. If anything, his happiness should be enough to rub in her nose. No. That wasn't even important anymore. The important thing was that... He was in lo... in love...
Kyungsoo. Was in love. With Kris.

And that was all that mattered.

February third and Kyungsoo sat waiting in a cafe, fingers folded, eyes fixed on the table. Any minute and...

"Sorry I'm late but you did call me with only 10 minutes warning."

Krystal took a seat in front of him, taking off her winter coat.

"So. What was so important it couldn't wait until tonight?"
"How's Taemin?"

There was a look of disbelief on Krystal's face.

"That's why you asked me here?"
"No. It's just a question."

She sighed, leaning back in her chair.

"I don't know. I haven't spoken to him in... Ever since you and I got back together."
"How come you changed your mind? In Canada. You said... You said you didn't love me anymore."
"...I was angry. And hurt. I blamed you for my injury and..."
"Why?"
"It doesn't matter. We're together now. Everything else is in the past."

Kyungsoo leaned in. He kept from meeting her eyes, opting instead to reach for her hand.

"I loved you. I really did. When you left me... I can't even start explaining how it felt. I had to convince myself that you meant nothing to me. I did things... things that I'm not proud off but they lead me to the one thing that made my life bearable without you. In fact, they lead me to something better."

Realization slowly dawned on Krystal's face as she took her hand back.

"Kris saved me. In so many ways. Along the way... he became more than a friend. I tried to brush it off as nothing but...  I can't do that anymore. I want to be happy. I need to be happy. But more than that, I want for Kris to be."
"Are we breaking up again?"
"We were never back together."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means, I love him. And you. You're my past. And I can't run from that anymore. But I can let you go."
"He's a guy!"
"I know."
"It's disgusting!"

Her comment made Kyungsoo promptly stand up, grabbing his coat.

"I'm  sorry you feel that way. But the heart wants, what the heart wants. And mine wants Kris."

Kyungsoo was out the door in a second, running as fast as he could towards the only person he wanted to see.

"KRIS YI FAN!"

Kris was in the middle of taking an order when an out of breath Kyungsoo slammed the door open to his work, shouting his name.

"Kyungsoo? What.."

It was impossible for Kris to complete his sentence because before he knew, Kyungsoo had pulled him down, effectively cutting his words short with a kiss.
Least to say Kris was taken by surprise.
As was the rest of the Cafe.

"I'm yours, Kris." Kyungsoo whispered against his burning cheek.

"Question is. Will you be mine?"
"I..  I already am."

Kris received another kiss. He could practically taste the smile on Kyungsoo's lips.
It tasted like the sun.

"... What the hell guys?!"

Minseokie stood in the door leading to the kitchen. He was holding a saucepan and a whisk. He also spotted quite the astonished facial expression.

"You two? This isn't another one of your crazy list thingies, is it Kyungsoo?"

The smaller man took hold of Kris's wrist, making a small bow to the table.

"Please excuse us for a second."

Kris was then pulled towards the kitchen while Kyungsoo asked Sehun to take over for him. The tall kid had responded with a wink and an almost diabolic grin that gave Kris the creeps. Just what did the kid think they were leaving to do?

"Hyung.  There's someone I would like to introduce you to."

Minseokie gave the small man a strange look before turning his attention to Kris.

"I already know Kris? If you haven't noticed..."
"No. You know Kris, the guy in your stupid club. Kris, the waiter. Kris, my roommate. I would like to introduce you to Kris. My boyfriend."

At first it was obvious Minseokie thought it was a joke. The laughing was a definite hint for that. Kris himself was quite stunned. Unable to think or do anything at all, Kris settled for standing, eyes wide open, mouth agape and shoulders hunched over.
'Boyfriend.'
Was it finally official?

"... This is really real? You're not kidding? There's no scheme behind this or anything? Anything at all?"
"Nope. This is real, hyung"

Kyungsoo took Kris's hand. The warmth coming from the touch made him descend back to earth. As sense slowly reclaimed its hold on his mind, a smile was quick to appear on his lips. Without further ado, Kris stretched his hand out towards Minseokie.

"Hi. I'm Kyungsoo's boyfriend. It's nice to meet you."

Hesitantly, the guy let go of his whisk to shake his hand rather reluctantly.

"Pleasure..."

Letting go of his hand, Minseokie shifted his gaze between the two of them, scrutinizing the hell out of them both.

"You guys are both really weird. You deserve each other. Now get out of my kitchen before people start to think we're having a in here."

With that Kyungsoo and him were shoved back into the cafe where all eyes left plates, loved ones and coffee,  in favor of the two men holding hands in the doorway.

Kyungsoo squeezed his hand before taking a step forward, never letting go.

"I AM GAY FOR THIS MAN. AND YOU CAN ALL BLOW ME IF THAT BOTHERS YOU!"

And yes. That was shouted out loud for everyone to hear the message as clearly as possible. He didn't mind though. In fact Kris let go of Kyungsoo's hand and initiated a slow clap, in the midst of deafening crickets. No one followed suit though, well with the exception for Sehun who started woohooing at them.
Sensing the awkward tension, Kris let the clapping die out before recapturing Kyungsoo's soft hand. Smiling at the smaller man once he tightened his grip before shouting equally as loud:

"ME TOO!"

He then pulled Kyungsoo along as he set into a run and hurried out the front door.
Butterflies everywhere.  

They ran until their legs gave in and their laughter stole their breath.
This was almost as exciting as stealing Kyungsoo away from that conniving man-thief and leaving traces of his presence on Kyungsoo's skin. Whether it was his scent, a kiss or a touch didn't matter. As long as he knew Kyungsoo was marked by him, it brought him a strange sense of satisfaction.
The most arousing gesture though was when Kyungsoo took him in his mouth, swallowing him whole until his erupted between the beautiful man's plush lips. Tasting himself on Kyungsoo tongue was enough to make him hard again. But the fact that he knew Krystal would be able to taste him as well was an even bigger turn on. Kris knew it was on a very primitive ape level but knowing that she could taste the salty bitterness on Kyungsoo's lips gave him a sense of pride. It brought him a malicious pleasure whenever she kissed Kyungsoo in front of him or even just the thought of it.
'How does my come taste like, .'     

"Why now?"

They had both regained the ability to speak, their breathing back to normal and laughter transformed into a smile.

"Why not now? I want to be with you. Not pretend to be with her."
"Really? Because I don't think I can take another setback. And I really don't wanna have to put on the gloves again. I'd much prefer staying Bruce Banner."
"Well if Mr. Banner can handle the strenuous activity, how about we go home and... consummate our now official relationship?"
"... Race you there?"
"Loser bottoms?"
"Don't I always?"
"We'll just have to wait and see."

Kris might have lost on purpose but Kyungsoo seemed oblivious to that fact as the guy unlocked the door and yelled out a triumphant war cry. Kris could only smile at the man before he was gingerly pressed against the now closed door, playful fingers tracing his clothed arms. He received a shy kiss on the neck as Kyungsoo slowly ed his shirt, placing a new kiss for every button undone. It felt like forever before his shirt was finally on the floor. Goosebumps graced his skin from the cold apartment yet he didn't  feel cold at all.
His body was once again on fire.
Set ablaze by Do Kyungsoo.
Alight. With love.

"Touch me." Kyungsoo whispered in his ear.

Kris didn't need to be told twice.
He let his hands run through black curls, down his neck, over the soft fabric covering his back and down to grasp two plumb buttocks.

"Take off your clothes." Kris managed to stammer despite the spikes of pleasure Kyungsoo's skillful hands brought upon him, making it hard to think straight.
Kyungsoo took a step back, pulled off his long-sleeved shirt in one quick motion before backing away towards the bedrooms. He unbuckled his belt, throwing it carelessly to the side. Kris followed troop, never taking his eyes off of Kyungsoo. The beautiful man ed his jeans and pulled down his zipper before turning around, swaying his hips. Kyungsoo then entered his own room, leaving the door wide open. When Kris reached the doorway, Kyungsoo was lying on the bed, his right hand hidden beneath the fabric of his jeans.
Kris his lips before he stalked towards the end of the bed, crawling along Kyungsoo's legs until they were face to face.

"Starting without me?"
"You're... too slow."
"Or maybe you're too impatient."
"Or maybe you should just shut up and kiss me."

A smirk played on his lips before Kris leaned down to capture Kyungsoo's swollen lips when the tables were turned in one swift movement. Kyungsoo was on top, straddling him, all the while smiling brighter than the sun.
Kyungsoo scooted backwards until he was sitting on Kris's shins. He let a finger trace over the soft hair just above the edge of Kris's pants. The small man wet his lips before he slowly leaned down, kissing Kris's navel, his way down to the same place his finger had graced. Kris closed his eyes, focusing on the playful tongue tickling his skin. He bit his lip the moment he felt Kyungsoo kissing his clothed member. His own breathing increased as his heart started racing. His entire body was shaking with anticipation, excited for what came next.
Kyungsoo rubbed him hard through his pants. It was a strange kind of pain. It hurt yet Kris wanted nothing but for Kyungsoo to rub him harder. Faster. The pain mixed with the pleasure so well it made it difficult for Kris to distinguish whether it hurt more than it pleased. And yet he always encouraged Kyungsoo to do it harder by putting his own hand on top of Kyungsoo's, moving it along his throbbing .

"Stop... Teasing Kyungsoo."

The smaller man smirked as he looked up into Kris's eyes.
"What would you like me to do?"
"I... I want to feel your lips around my . I want you to it while opening me up. I want you to me. Until we both see stars. I want... You."

Kris gently brushed his hand through dark curls, catching a sensitive earlobe between his fingers. He earnestly looked the beautiful man in the eye, awaiting his response.

"Kris, I..."

The small man scoffed, shaking his head. A small smile spread as he ran his hands up Kris's thighs.

"... I can do that."                                                                       

Kris held his breath as he watched Kyungsoo carefully ping his pants. He couldn't stop from biting his lip when he was finally released from his cotton prison. He closed his eyes as he felt a wet tongue tenderly swipe over his balls and up his shaft, repeatedly.
A sinful warmth engulfed his length, trapping it between plush lips. Kris opened his eyes to admire Kyungsoo's skillful mouth take in his . A burning sensation set fire to his abdomen as Kyungsoo started around his . The teasing vibrations increased the pleasure by tenfold.
The smaller male reached his hand up towards Kris. Kris immediately took the hint and greedily started on Kyungsoo's index and middle finger.
Taking back his hand, Kyungsoo gently pressed against the tight hole, slowly pushing in a saliva coated finger.
Kris tried his best to relax his body, taking in the peculiar sensation of being . As he finally started to accept the intrusion, Kyungsoo pushed in another finger. Kris lost control of himself, pushing himself down on Kyungsoo's delicate fingers in hope to brush against a certain spot. A small chuckle escaped the smaller man's lips before Kris felt Kyungsoo bending his fingers in a 'come here' motion.

"Is this... What you want?"

Just as he said those words, Kris threw his head back, all the while through clenched teeth. Kyungsoo had skillfully grazed his prostate.

"... Kyungsoo... Don't stop. Don't...Mmmm. !"

Kyungsoo had pushed in a third finger, scissoring and stretching him until Kris became too impatient to wait any further.

"I.. I need you Kyungsoo. Please. Please just take me."

Kyungsoo pressed hard against his prostate, keeping the pressure as he smirked.

"Now who's impatient?"

Before Kris had the chance to come up with a comeback, Kyungsoo had reached into the nightstand for a and a small bottle of lube. Kris didn't really like the lube, it felt sticky compared to just saliva but Kyungsoo didn't want to hurt Kris even though Kris had repeatedly said it was okay.

"Ready?"

Kris looked into two concerned eyes that even in the dark somehow managed to sparkle. Kyungsoo really was adorable. Even though this was far from their first time, Kyungsoo still worried about hurting Kris. It made him feel special.
It made him feel safe.
Loved.

"I'm ready."

Kris admired Kyungsoo's manhood. Even if he was lacking a little in height, Kyungsoo was quite.. well-hung. It had taken Kris by surprise their first time and the thought of having him inside him had become even more scary. But Kyungsoo had been nothing but gentle and caring and careful and patient and... completely amazing.

Something big begged for entrance against his stretched hole. It made Kris hold his breath as Kyungsoo very slowly pushed his head inside. Kris could see how the smaller man struggled not to move until Kris's body had adjusted to Kyungsoo's size. Only Kris couldn't wait. Instead he pushed against Kyungsoo's groin until the man was fully enveloped in Kris's heat.
Kris closed his eyes again, completely enjoying the feeling of being filled out.

"You are just... So y."

Fully seated inside Kris, Kyungsoo leaned down to engage Kris in a deep kiss. Tongues softly pushed against one another when Kyungsoo cautiously started to move. Pulling himself almost all the way out, Kyungsoo slowly pushed his head repeatedly in and out before he in one quick motion, slammed his inside Kris again.
Kris grabbed Kyungsoo's arms hard, probably leaving bruises but neither seemed to care. Too lost in the moment, both men moaned through the pleasure of being one with another human being.
Kris curled his toes as Kyungsoo kept hitting his sensitive spot over and over. Tears started pooling in his eyes from the intensity. He was so close...

"Kyungsoo... I'm gonna... I'm.."

Fire consumed him whole as Kris shuddered out his , coming on top of his own stomach.
A kiss was placed on his forehead before Kyungsoo carefully pulled out of Kris. The smaller man proceeded to shower kisses all over Kris's chest and down to the pool of . Kris clean Kyungsoo pushed himself up until  he was face to face with Kris. Kris was already ready, as he grabbed Kyungsoo's face and into Kyungsoo's mouth, tasting himself, swallowing himself.
Kris his lips before taking hold of Kyungsoo's still . His entire body was exhausted and screamed for sleep but Kyungsoo came first.
Pushing Kyungsoo onto his back, it was Kris's time to straddle Kyungsoo. Not bothering to listen to Kyungsoo's worried protests, Kris slammed himself down on the smaller man's .

"It's.. Okay."
"Are you sure? I can... I can do it myself. You don't have to..uuuh!"
Instead of a verbal response, Kris, slammed himself down again, this time harder, effectively shutting Kyungsoo up. He rode him fast and unrelentless until Kyungsoo came with a melodic moan, saying Kris's name.

The two males fell back. Both dripping with sweat, tired and satisfied.
Kris snuggled up to Kyungsoo, unable to keep a smile off his face.

"How does it feel?"

Kris sleepily raised his head to look at the smaller man.

"How does what feel?"
"Being... penetrated..."
"Oh. Well, in the beginning it's strange. But once you hit that... place, it feels absolutely amazing."
"... I didn't have to touch you today. You just... came."

Kris was certain his cheeks was stained red.
This had felt different. More potent. More...

"What can I say. You're good at what you do."

Kyungsoo hid his face, grumbling from embarrassment.

".. You.. too.."

Kris was then encased in Kyungsoo's arms. The smaller man put his head on Kris's chest, running gentle fingers across the soft skin.
That was a first.
Usually Kris was the one to be held but this time Kyungsoo allowed Kris to hold him. Kris hugged him closer.

"So... I suppose your list is complete now?" Kris asked softly.
"Well... almost. There's just one thing..."

Reluctantly, Kris let go of the smaller man who jumped out of bed. When he returned he had his list and a pen with him. Turning on the bedside table lamp, Kyungsoo proceeded to write something down.

"After this... Then it's complete."

Kris took the list, reading the last order with a smirk on his face.

• Bottom.

Kris put away the notepad, pulling Kyungsoo towards himself.

"I can help with that."

Kris turned out the light, kissing Kyungsoo on the lips.
Happiness filled his body to the brim.

Kyungsoo was finally his.

And Kris was certain that nothing. Nothing in the entire world could ruin this.
Nothing at all. 

A/N 

OMG! I am never writing again! 
Anyway I am finally home again from two weeks at sea and leaving again next week for another two weeks so I think next update will be a while again :/ 
BUT! I finally got my poster! It's so pweeeetty! 

So Kyungsoo finally let go of Krystal in order to be with Kris:D:D 
But is Kris right? Will nothing ruin their newfound relationship? 

Thank you for keep reading :D 
See you!