Love groaned, closing his eyes he sank deeper into the couch flopping his head back in exasperation.
"We can't just kill people—" Love tried to speak but was cut off again.
"Yes, yes, we can, Hart and Phet are right. No one will help or care. I've been trying for years, and you see how far I've gotten! We have to kill him before anyone else gets hurt, it's gone on long enough I'm not losing anyone else!" Kram's voice was cold and determined.
"I agree, let's kill him, I'm so tired of hiding, and not being free, and since you believe no one will help us I don't see what other choice we have." Phet's voice was more decisive than it had been all night. They all looked at Hart.
"What are you looking at me for, I've always been strangely comfortable with murder. Let's kill the bastard!" he said as though he were offering a toast.
Now all the attention turned to Love. He looked at each of them before sighing.
"Fine, we kill him—" Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Hart clapping.
"But!" Love interjected loudly. "But we come up with a plan first! You don't go off all half-cocked and get us all killed or lose our careers etc. in the process. I know how you get when you are completely driven by something Kram! So, the only way I agree to this is if you promise you will take all of our opinions and suggestions into consideration and not just do things on your own. If we are doing this, then we are all doing it. We have to get this right." Love stared intently at Kram, his eyes like daggers.
"Agreed." Kram nodded, his demeanor was serious.
Hart clapped his hands together loudly once.
"Excellent, now that we have decided on murder let's get some sleep and we can talk about it over food after we wake up." With that, he stood and headed for the stairs as though he had just dismissed them from club activities.
Love followed him quickly, leaving Phet and Kram alone in the living room.
"I am exhausted," Phet said as he folded his sketch pad. Instead of following Love and Hart, he went toward the studio.
"You don't sleep upstairs?" Kram asked.
"I have a room up there, but I prefer the studio, there is a bedroom in the loft. If you want, you can follow them up and sleep in my room or the other spare bedroom. I'm sure Hart won't mind." Phet said.
"I'll probably just make some more coffee and rest on the couch; I have a lot of trouble sleeping." replied Kram.
"In that case would you mind coming with me to the studio? I don't want to talk about it anymore, but I also don't want to be alone either, telling that story always makes me feel…" Phet paused searching for the right word.
"Exposed, and raw?" Offered Kram.
"Exactly," Phet nodded in agreement.
They walked in silence, Phet leading the way into the studio and up to the loft. One door led to a storage area, the other to a bedroom. There was a desk and chair at one end and a big bed piled in squishy animal-shaped pillows and soft blankets swirled with purples and blue in a galaxy pattern at the other end of the room. The air conditioner was set on 24, keeping the room cold, Kram shivered as Phet closed the door behind them.
Kram headed to the desk to get the chair so he could sit comfortably next to the bed till Phet fell asleep. Grabbing it, Kram turned to drag it back toward the bed. He was shocked but not unhappy to see Phet standing beside the bed shirtless with his hair a mess, the overalls he had been wearing were unclipped and hanging loosely from his hips, the gray waistband of his underwear clearly visible.
Kram's eyes roamed hungrily over Phet, his skin was light from spending most of his time indoors, which made his dark nipples stand out. He was thin but athletic, the lines of his neck and Adam's apple drew his eyes to the dip in his throat and collarbones. The line of his chest led his eyes down to the dip where his ribs met the softness of his stomach. His skin was so smooth Kram wanted to kiss every inch of it. The faint line of hair from Phet's belly button that disappeared beneath the waistband of his underwear was tantalizing and delicious. Kram struggled to regain his composure. Forcing himself to look away he realized he was standing there like an idiot, with the chair half tilted in his hand completely forgotten. Clearing his throat Kram started dragging the chair toward the bed once more.
Phet smiled and cleared the pillows out of the way before sitting down on the edge of the bed. Leaning back on his hands he watched Kram. He waited until he had positioned the chair before reaching out and taking Kram's large hand in his own, thin but callused hand. Phet tugged his hand and Kram obediently took a few steps toward him till Phet had to look straight up at him.
Though they were close in height, Kram was powerfully built, his shoulders were broader than his own, and Phet could see the outline of his muscular body beneath his shirt. Phet smiled as their eyes met, he could feel the color in his cheeks rising. How long had it been since he wanted to be this close to someone? Did Kram think he was crazy for doing this? His smile faltered as self-doubt began to creep in.
"Can I kiss you?" Kram's voice broke through his intrusive thoughts.
Phet nodded, his mouth too dry to speak. Leaning down Kram lifted Phet's chin with his thumb and forefinger, making Phet stretch up toward him. Their eyes locked watching each other till their lips met. Phet's eyes closed as Kram's soft kiss spread fire through his body. As their lips broke apart a small groan escaped his throat. Suddenly Kram scooped him up as though he weighed nothing, Quickly Phet locked his arms safely around Kram's neck, before moving forward for another kiss, their tongues swirled together as Kram easily repositioned them on the bed. Phet's head gently came to rest on the pillows. Kram pulled away first but they were both panting slightly from the intensity of the moment. Phet didn't take his hands away from around Kram's neck as Kram moved up, to kiss Phet's forehead.
"Are you ok?" His deep voice purred.
Phet nodded.
"Do you want me to keep going?" Kram asked, searching Phet's eyes, and expression looking for any signs he was scared or uncomfortable, he could feel Phet's body trembling under him.
"Yes." Phet finally managed to find his words. "I want this, I promise."
Hearing Phet's words Kram lost all semblance of self-control. He kissed Phet hungrily, biting his lips, kissing along his jawline then kissing and biting his way down his neck to his delicate collarbones. Kram knew there would be a trail of red marks left everywhere his lips touched Phet's pale skin. His hands roamed wildly over his body, till he reached the edge of the overalls. Kram began to slide his hands inside pushing the overalls down as Phet's hands worked to free Kram from his shirt. He wanted to feel his skin against his own and see the body he knew Kram's clothes were hiding. Phet had never hated buttons more in his life as he fumbled to unfasten Kram's shirt. He made it halfway down when Kram yanked the shirt over his head. Before he was completely free of the jumble of fabric, Phet's lips found their mark.
Kissing and biting Kram's muscular abs and chest he made his way toward Kram's nipples, licking them, he rolled them gently between his teeth before biting down just a bit. Something between a hiss and moan escaped Kram as he finally freed himself from the shirt. Kram buried his hands in Phet's hair and arched his back, pressing his chest harder into Phet's mouth, slowly he began rubbing against him.
Phet worked his way from Kram's nipples across his tan chest and down his muscular stomach. Kram's body was warm. Waves of heat seemed to radiate off him even as Phet could see the goosebumps rising in the trail of wet kisses his mouth left behind, finally his lips arrived at the top of Kram's black pants. His hands gripped Phet's hair tighter as he began to lick and nibble along the edge of the waistband while he unfastened Kram's pants. He slid them down in one smooth motion. Not waiting for Kram's reaction Phet began stroking and sucking him, taking him deep into his mouth. They both let out a moan as Kram's pre-cum salty in his mouth made his own cock strain harder against the fabric of his underwear.
Kram slid out of Phet's mouth and shifting away from him he lifted Phet's chin till their eyes met once more.
"My turn." He said his voice somewhere between a whisper and a growl as his eyes sparkled, mischievously.
"But I wasn't finished." Phet pouted.
Kram groaned, "How dare a grown man be this cute!" He said, laying Phet on his back he peppered his stomach in kisses as he slid off Phet's underwear leaving nothing between them.
Kram sat up, looking at Phet.
"What?" Phet asked nervously.
"Nothing, I just wanted to enjoy the view before I enjoy my meal" Kram smirked. Phet turned his face away blushing but couldn't hide the huge smile spreading across it.
Pleased with himself, Kram slid down lifting Phet's legs onto his shoulders. Phet looked back at him with a look of shock on his face. Kram winked keeping his eyes locked on Phet's as he slowly swirled his tongue around the tip of Phet's cock, before pulling back.
"Delicious," he said.
Phet covered his mouth with the back of his hand, "Please stop talking" Phet pleaded.
"Oh, you'd rather, I do other things with my mouth?" Kram raised an eyebrow.
"That's not what I—" Phet's words were cut off as Kram ducked his head down, flicking his tongue across Phet's tip before taking all of him into his mouth. It was Phet's turn to have his hands tangled in Kram's hair. Kram brought Phet to the edge over and over, finally, he slid further down tilting Phet's hip up slightly and slid his tongue across Phet's hole. Peeking up Kram checked to see Phet's reaction before wrapping his strong arms around the top of Phet's thighs, ducking his head back down he picked up where he had only moments before gotten a taste.
His tongue plunged inside. Licking around the soft pink edges of Phets' hole, sucking gently, he slid a finger inside, he could feel Phet gasp but instead of pulling away, he pushed against the finger taking it deeper inside himself. Kram continued, licking and nibbling as Phet pressed against him once more he slid a second finger in, gently rubbing inside and slowly stretching him wider.
"Kram '' Phet panted his name.
"Kram, please," Phet swatted and tugged at his hands.
Kram stopped and lifted his face with concern in his eyes.
"Are you ok?" He asked.
Phet took his hand and pulled. Obediently Kram rose, holding himself up on one arm, he wiped the hair out of Phet's face. Now, who was being cute? Phet thought as he pulled Kram down, kissing him deeply.
"I want this inside me," Phet said, grabbing Kram's cock. "Not your fingers." he nipped Kram's earlobe.
Kram turned his head, pulling his earlobe away, grabbing Phet he rolled over, so Phet was straddling him.
"I want you on top, so you control how fast we go, and I get this sexy view," Kram said.
"Are you sure you're ready for me to be in control?" Phet smiled, down at him.
"Yes!" Kram said, pulling him close for a kiss.
Phet slid a tube of lube from a drawer in his bedside stand, squeezing it into his hand he stroked Kram before slowly lowering himself allowing the tip of Kram's cock to edge inside of him, he wasn't sure which one of them reacted first. Phet gasped, then slowly relaxed allowing Kram to slide deeper inside him, he tried to move but his mind had gone completely blank. The heat of Kram inside him sent electricity pulsing through his body, every twitch, or movement from Kram drove him almost over the edge. Looking down he could tell Kram was trying to hold back. Slowly Phet started to move. Riding Kram. As he relaxed, a new fire ignited inside him, he wanted more, and he began to move faster.
Kram let out a moan, digging his fingers into Phet's butt cheeks to steady him as he plunged deeper inside. Soon they were moving together. Kram sat up to hold on to Phet who was happy to drape his arms over Kram's sexy shoulders.
As Kram felt them both getting closer to cuming he stroked Phet, faster and faster, watching his eyes roll back and his back arch pressing his chest toward him. He flicked Phet's nipples with his tongue. The sounds coming from the man riding him pushed his ecstasy to the point of delirium. Phet's cum came out hot and thick splashing onto Kram's stomach while his own exploded deep inside filling Phet.
"You're amazing," Phet said, collapsing next to Kram, his chest heaving.
"I think that is what I should be saying. I know mind-blowing sounds cliche to say but…wow!" Kram said. His body was heavy with exhaustion, still, he lifted his head, to check on Phet.
"I promise I'll carry you to the bathroom for a shower just give me a few minutes, my legs won't stop shaking," Kram said with a lopsided grin.
Phet shook his head. "I'm too tired, I'll wash the sheets when we wake up, just let me sleep."
Phet reached out, and patted around the bed looking for a blanket, the layer of sweat that covered him was starting to dry and now he was freezing.
Groaning, Kram sat up and retrieved a nearby towel and clean blanket from where it had been tossed earlier. First, he wiped the mess off his abs with the towel. Then pulling Phet close, he threw the blanket over them, and in no time they were asleep. Phet wrapped in Kram's arms, Kram adrift in the softest dreamless sea of his life.