Lethal Fixation

CHAPTER 6

Songs:

J2 -Can't Get You out of My Head (feat. Sara Phillips)

J2 - Constant Craving (Feat. Lesley Roy)

SPiN - Happy Together

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Craig's emotions were ecstatic, like a dream. Unable to believe that he'd actually figured out his hero's identity, or for that matter, end up in a relationship with him. The thought alone is enough to make him smile in glee. Never in his wildest dreams, did he actually think that this could be his reality.

Exhilaration filled his every being when he found out his hero's identity. While he had his suspicions about it being Kenny, the moment he saw him exit his bedroom window all dressed up, his breathing caught and his heart nearly burst with euphoria. It almost didn't seem real, but the chilled air that night told him it was.

He'd waited until his hero's return, then sneaked over to his window and took that video of him changing. The sight of him watching his hero undress and knowing it was him, made it hard for Craig to breathe from the excitement rising in his pants. Eventually, he couldn't take it any longer and relieved himself while he watched.

Once his hero had finished changing, he quickly hid away again, making sure not to be seen. He didn't want to startle his hero after finding him yet again. Not when he had another chance to be near him once more. He'd needed a plan. A plan that would assure his capture of his dear hero. One that he couldn't run away from him. One that made it so no one else but him could have him.

While he watched the video playback, a slow smile spread across his lips.

He first teased him with the idea of letting him know that he knew in the shower room. Despite at first thinking about holding off, but when he saw his nude form standing under the shower, instinct took over. He frightened his hero, he knew that, but it was a small price to pay in exchange for being able to touch him once again. A craving he had buried, finally being filled once more with the closeness he got. His body, his scent, his skin, how it all turned him on. Whether or not his hero actually saw the reaction it gave him, he didn't know. But as soon as he had left, he quickly got to work dealing with it, picturing how things would've gone if he hadn't been stopped.

After that, he decided to let his hero be for a while and calm down a little. He couldn't strike so soon after what happened, could he? No. He'd wait. Wait for the perfect chance to attain him.

And that chance came.

When the night of Bebe's house party had arrived.

He hadn't planned on even going to it, but Clyde had dragged him along, initially ruining the plan he had set up that night to watch his hero from afar again. However, he had been surprised that his hero had actually attended the party instead. He'd assumed that he'd choose not to go, but it seemed that fate was smiling upon him that evening. From a distance, he watched his hero hiding among the crowd. Watched as his friends left him all alone. Then watched as his hero headed off down a hall and into a small room.

Pure adrenaline filled him, this was his time to finally strike.

Like a charm, his plan ended up working very well. No words in existence could explain the pure rush of emotions that filled him that night. His hero now belonged to him, no one else but him. Which couldn't make him happier. However, there did seem to be one small nuisance that lingered around his hero like an irritating gnat.

Marsh.

He hung around his hero constantly. Wanting his attention, when that lowlife was unworthy of it. His hero was much too good to even bother with that waste of space. He didn't like how he looked at his hero either, it was irritating. How he wished he could cut Marsh's eyes out, they didn't deserve to be able to look upon his hero, to grace his hero with their disgusting gaze. Perhaps he'd even cut his tongue out as well, so that he'd never dare to call his hero that repulsive affection-filled pet name from gym class ever again.