Cronkri: I won't let you down

Chapter 19: Kankri

The sirens I could hear came much too close to our street for comfort. Cronus immediately ushered me downstairs to the basement, where there were no windows. His parents followed us and they all sat on the couch. I sat cross legged on the floor in front of them.

There was an awkward silence before the siren noises picked up and Orpheus cleared his throat to address the issue at hand.

"Streets are crawlin' with cops. Looks like you're stuck here with us, kid."

"I'm alright with that. Staying here with you three and Eridan is certainly preferable to being trapped with Mr. Vantas."

Cronus added, "It ain't safe outside. You and I'll be spendin' plenty a time in my room from now on."

I couldn't look him directly in the eye; I'm not stupid, I can hear the sexual undertones.

"I take it you have plenty of movies we could watch?" I asked, directing the subject away from anything that would be embarrassing to reveal in front of his parents.

He nodded. "Yeah, movies. Right. Like Gr-"

"Something other than Grease, please. I've had enough of that movie to last me a lifetime." This achieved a couple stifled snickers from Cronus's parents.

"The Outsiders?"

I hesitated, but no one could resist the pleading look he gave me. "Alright... We can watch the Outsiders."

"Yes!" He fist pumped in celebration. "And the Breakfast Club, and Pretty in Pink, and 16 Candles?"

"Yes, we can watch those too. We'll certainly have plenty of time on our hands."

He looked so happy I almost couldn't handle it.

Eridan walked downstairs shortly after that discussion and stared at us.

"What are you all doin' down here?"

Majesty answered, "We're discussing Kankri's situation. Did you need something, Eridan?"

"I was gonna play some Call of Duty..."

The adults (and Cronus) stood up from the couch and I scrambled to my feet. The four of us evacuated the basement to leave Eridan to his video games. Before I even had a chance to say anything, Cronus grabbed my wrist and started pulling me upstairs to his room. I followed happily, knowing that whatever he had planned would be fun.

I was right.

He closed the door behind us and turned around instantly to stare at me. The sexual tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Then he decided to play it cool. He walked toward me and kneeled down in front of me, taking my hand and kissing it.

"And how might you be this fine afternoon?" he asked. It sounded so unnatural for him to be talking so sophisticatedly like that.

"I am doing quite well, sir. And you?"

"Quite well indeed."

There was an awkward silence before I crouched down and grabbed his face.

"Oh just kiss me already!" I called desperately as one final say before our lips collided in a less than graceful kiss, but it was amazing nonetheless. Cronus broke away to stand up and lean down to kiss me; this was a much more comfortable position for it, although in hindsight I am mildly worried that he got a neck cramp or something from having to lean down all the time. At the time, however, I was much too enveloped in the moment for anything like that to even cross my mind.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and he snaked his around my waist, then lifted me up so he wouldn't have to lean down. I placed my legs around his waist, and he pressed me against the wall to help hold me up. His lips trailed from my lips to my jawline and finally to my neck, where he spent the most time nipping and sucking just to get me to make those pathetic, needy noises that he loved so dearly. I whined, my breath hitching every time he landed a bite. My hands found their way into his hair and my fingers entangled themselves there.

"Get back up here, I want my face on your face." I'll admit, it's not the most refined sentence ever, but it apparently got the point across.

Cronus uttered a mild apology before kissing me again, and this time I could reciprocate. He tilted his head to the side to deepen the kiss, pulling away briefly every so often for air.

I have no idea how long this went on, but if I told you every detail it would take up more space than one of my speeches, and popular demand has told me not to write that much, ever.

Long story short (a phrase I never thought I'd say), we were a hot mess. Cronus's hair was all over the place and my neck was covered in love marks. It was really sensitive to the touch.

After the intense make out session, we ended up cuddling on Cronus's bed, even though he refused to call it that because it didn't sound manly, which I thought was hilariously ironic for someone who has a special preference for Molly Ringwald movies. We laid there together facing each other with our legs intwined, having one of our famous talks about just life in general. Again, I can't put details because they're not "important" enough and it would take much too long.

Despite the face sucking we had just done, there were plenty of little cheek pecks and things of that sort. Every once in a while, one of us would catch the other off guard by kissing them when they were talking. Those were the best in my opinion because seeing a flustered Cronus try to re-gather his thoughts is actually quite amusing.