Say It's Not Over? ((BENNODA))

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I am so sorry for the long wait, between hospital appointments, and booking surgery days, I really haven't been up beat with my stories and not only that but all your wonderful stories. But taking this time out now I would like to say thank you all that has been reading it, and the most amazing thank yous to those who have read it AND reviewed it. I am sorry if this seems all too confusing to you but I promise you it will make sense soon. I just wanted to write something a little fun with a sprinkle of drama, because what's life with out a little drama? And Mike angst... So here is the next chapter, again another cliff hanger! Sorry!

Do not own, except for my errors and silly ideas.

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The kiss had started out just like any other kiss, although this time it had felt different. It had felt exciting, thrilling, finding himself slipping over the edge of the dark side every time he would place his own lips against Chester-fucking-Bennington's lips. Feeling his skin break out into tiny goosebumps, as his heart would skip to the beat of their kiss.

He could feel his mind would completely shut down now with any thoughts that felt neutral and safe to him, as they would shroud over with the idea of feeling his lead singer press up against his own body, and all he could do now was breathe in Chester. Which was more then enough for the Emcee to let out a tiny whimper of appreciation, once his senses, sight and tastebuds would flood throughout his trembling body with everything that had to do with his fellow band mate, knowing that now he would quickly make the next move.

So he began by pressing his lips against Chester's. Next would come Chester crying out in surprise, once Mike had caught him off guard with the pressure of his own lips touching Chester's, equally satisfied that he had the same affect on his lead singer that Chester had on him.

He could feel Chester trying to slip away from the kiss, almost as if he was seizing him up. He was challenging him now to make his next move, and the Emcee was not one for giving up so easily. Knowing very well, deep down inside Chester's tangled mess of his own feelings, the lead singer wanted this just as much as Mike had be yearning all night to touch Chester, his only regret was that he had been living in denial with his true feelings that he had felt for the lead singer.

He knew he couldn't deny that whatever this relationship between them was something so much more then just a quick fling here and there between the bedsheets whenever they would feel bored and lonely, no it certainly was so much more then just that, as Mike found himself slowly becoming more and more addicted to the drug better known as Chester.

Regaining a little more confidence in every move now. He would push himself closer toward Chester, just wanting to forget everything in reality that all made perfect sense to him, wanting to push it all away, as all he wanted to do now was to dream a little more, to feel more, to taste more, to feel his heart beat stagger a little more whenever he was with Chester.

He ran each palm along the length of each arm. Admiring the soft skin he would feel there, tracing each finger along Chester's wrists. Mentally noting to himself at just how much he had always adored the lead singer's inky blue and soft reds spidery flames that he would find there on each thin wrist, the tattoos always coming to life on stage whenever Mike would find Chester dancing along the stage, as his long fingers were seen filling the gaps between Chester's fingers once he successfully reached for each hand, claiming each of Chester's hand as his own.

Their tingling kisses were best described as silky, soft, ductile, with just the right amount of feathery nips across each lip. Chester had subjected himself to let out a tiny moan, as the Emcee gladly would swallow the sweet melody from his lead singer, claiming it as his own once his tongue would find its way inside. Filling every inch of the lead singer's wet canal with his own tongue. At long last reacquainting his own dexterous tongue with Chester's timid touch.