Lights! Camera!....Love! [Complete]

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I watched Kong bounce lightly as I dropped him on the bed. His tousled hair falling all around his head while I crawled up his body until I was straddling his hips, sitting back on my haunches while I peered down at him. Three whole freaking days since I had last got my paws on him. Three whole days of constantly hearing the shrill voice of Krystal ringing in my ear. And three whole days of my brain thinking in hyperdrive. After all, I had one of the most important questions of my life that I had to grapple with. A question that might just change the course of our lives forever. A question that I was desperately searching the answer for.

Whose apartment should we use for our first time.

See, I told you, life-altering. I mean I like my bed better cause it's larger and we can roll around much more. On the other hand, his bathroom is so much nicer and always smells super fancy and I am pretty sure we would be spending more than a little time soaking in a warm bath together. I wonder which one Kong would choose.

Not that I can ask him of course. He would most likely blush all red, flick my forehead, and tell me to cut it out. Actually scratch, he might just run in the opposite direction at the speed of hundred miles an hour. So you can imagine the excitement running through veins as I saw him finally pinned under me, nervously biting his lower lip. And to be very honest as much as I enjoyed making out with him, I think its all these expressions he has been showing lately that I am thoroughly obsessed with.  Emotions that I have been fighting to elicit for years finally peeking through. And even though there was a hint of denial dancing around his lips, the lust that was clearly lacing his pupils wouldn't let him stop me as I reached down to pop open the first button of his shirt. Both of us instantly looking down at the now exposed strip of the tanned skin of his chest. 

Button number two revealing his naked body slightly more to my hungry eyes, while number three laid bare those nipples that have kept me awake many a night. Two desperate breaths being sucked in as the shirt fell completely open around his exposed chest. My fingers immediately moving towards the buckle on his pants before he had too much time to formulate a coherent thought. Although turns out it wasn't a problem I should be worried about cause with next to no resistance he let me slip his pants down the long legs, raising his hips enough for me to graze the side of his hips, to briefly squeeze his plump bottom, to caress the length of his body as I tossed aside his jeans.

Leaning over him once again I dipped low over his face, our mouths barely an inch away I stared into his eyes. Waiting for his denial that I was certain wasn't about to come. Eyelids fluttering shut while lips parted in anticipation for me to finally claim them.

Does it make me the absolute devil that instead of giving him what we both desperately wanted I bent down to nip him lightly on his nose. His eyes snapping open in confusion as I tapped our foreheads together before giving him a broad smile and rolling off of him.

"I was just getting you ready for bed. Why? What were you expecting?"

Chuckling even louder at his shocked expression as I rearranged our bodies to settle comfortably behind him and pull him further into my chest as I spooned him. My face finding the perfect little crook of his neck.

"Go to sleep dummy. Your dark circles are looking particularly hideous today. And you bet your cute little ass we are going to be doing a lot of talking when we wake up tomorrow morning." And then obviously follow it up with a lot more than talking of course.

Kong staying silent for a few moments before he finally relaxed in my arms, letting out an audible sigh. On a side note may I just observe that with all the pretend running away the man did, the moment I get my hands on his body all his resistance crumbles.

The tricky part obviously was to get a hold of him. The sneaky little bugger keeping me insanely busy all day long and then not coming home until the wee hours where I was surely snoring the night away.

Which obviously meant I had only one thing I could do. March straight home from another annoying event with Krystal, roll my sleeves up, and well, download the stupid manual for his door code. Why the fuck would they make it so complicated. It took me two whole hours to figure out how to change the bloody thing. No wonder I had never even considered changing mine from the default. 

And after what felt like an eternity I craned my neck up to squint at the clock on bedside table on the side of the bed Kong was currently passed out to this world. A silent groan escaped me as it flashed only 6:48 in bright neon green. Still a little too early to wake him up just yet but my hardened erection spending entirely too long impatiently waiting all night to pounce into action was throbbing with frustration. Untangling our limbs and slipping out the bed as quietly as possible cause I don't think my brain can take any more torture of having his practically naked body pressed against me. And I really doubt no matter how putty he is under my ministrations he will appreciate being crazily sleep-deprived while I shake him awake to hear his opinion on which room we should bone in.

Taking one long, lustful look at Kong lying asleep in my bed with his naked torso, the bedsheet draped low over his hips, just about concealing his boxers. And although I have shared a bed with him hundreds of times before today I could barely conceal my excitement.  Today it seemed like our relationship would finally change forever.

Walking around I picked up his clothes I had discarded the previous night. Wondering what breakfast I could whip up without burning down the house, which would also most likely put him into a good mood. Is ice cream an option?

I stared down on my phone as I mass texted everyone involved in today's schedule that Kong and I had simultaneously contracted a life-threatening flu that required us to be restricted to our bedrooms for the next two days, and under no circumstances should either of us be disturbed. That sounded believable, right?

My face still lowered as I was pondering if maybe we should take an extra day off, you know, just in case, when I swung open the bedroom door to run right into, the one, the only, Krystal.

Her creepy smile stuck frozen on her face as she looked at me before her gaze moved to my naked best friend splayed rather suggestively on my bed. Her eyes widening and I swear I could see in real-time as the shock in them was replaced by her personal brand of crazy.

I'm starting to think it might finally be time to change my door code.