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Fic: "Fractured" 3/10 KU/OB (KU/HS & VM/OB
**See Part 1 for the technical stuff**
(part three)
“Maybe just for tonight
We can pretend it's alright”
--NIN
Orli dug his fingers into Karl’s hips, lifted his own. “Don’t stop yet.”
Karl obligingly moved his still-hard cock in slow circles inside Orli, grabbed one of Orli’s hands, locking their fingers together. “I’m not going to stop until tomorrow.”
The whimper that escaped Orli’s lips was part plea, part tease. “You’re going to have to,” he replied, hungry gaze raking over Karl’s flushed features, memorizing each one.
"Yeah?" Karl gave Orli a lazy smile before catching his lips in a blazing kiss. He lifted his head just enough to look deep into Orli's eyes as he rotated his hips, his cock rubbing across Orli's prostate. "Why's that?"
Hard to breathe, to concentrate...every movement inflamed already screaming nerves. Too much...not enough...never enough. Wanted to imprint the sweep of Karl's eyelashes, the trickle of sweat winding down his neck, the dark hairs matted to his forehead. Orli leaned up, swept his tongue over the small droplet of sweat, sucked the small patch of skin. "Because I get to fuck you next," he murmured, the words soft against Karl's skin.
Karl groaned, fingers squeezing tight around Orli's, hips thrusting hard against the body beneath him. "Looking forward to it," he gasped as he pulled almost all the way out before slamming back inside Orli.
The sex was a continuation of the first time...rough and frenzied. Lips met, dueled; tongues tangled, meshed. Karl's pace was just as brutal, just as fast, and Orli rose to meet him, anxious, needy. Wanted to come again, come brutally, wanted Karl's come filling him. The hand around Karl's tightened, squeezed, knuckles whitening with tension. "Please..." Orli was shoved across the sofa, the rough fabric scraping his back. Didn't notice, nor care...would gladly accept any pain, as long as Karl never stopped.
"Please what?" Karl's voice was low, hoarse, as his teeth scraped across Orli's collarbone. He kept driving into Orli, wrapped his fingers around Orli's cock to stroke it roughly. His grin was feral when he lifted his head, his eyes dark, his face flushed...and Orli thought his body would rupture from the erotic sight.
"Come..." Oh God, oh Christ...Orli's orgasm hit him with the force of a hurricane, twisted and tumbled him into a black void of raw desire. Was sure his bones were exploding, rearranging...and all he could do was stare deep into Karl's eyes as shudder after shudder racked his body, each one more intense than the last.
Karl gasped, visibly struggling to keep his eyes open and locked with Orli's. He continued to stroke, to thrust, then stiffened, letting his head fall to rest on Orli's shoulder and chanting Orli's name.
Orli wasn't quite sure how long they both lay on the sofa, both panting and twitching. Orli's head spun, his vision swam, his body was drenched in sweat, stomach covered in his own come. Karl was slumped over him, crushing him, but Orli welcomed the weight. He'd wanted this for so long. "I never thought..."
"Never thought what?" Karl's tongue licked at Orli's neck, lapping up drops of sweat. He shifted a bit, adjusted his position so he was leaning on an elbow, tongue still licking at Orli's damp skin.
"We'd be..." Orli sighed into the touch, traced his palm over Karl's shoulder and tricep. "Wanted...God, I wanted..." He blinked his eyes open, tried to focus on Karl.
"Yeah," Karl murmured, lifting his head to look at Orli. His fingers danced across Orli's ribs in light, teasing touches. "I wanted, too."
No matter what happened, Orli would not regret this. Couldn't regret it. The craving had been killing him, eating at his soul. Karl's still needy eyes met his in understanding, acceptance. No need for words now--words would come later. The next 24 or so hours belonged to *them*...Orli would be damned if he would spoil it. "I think I'd like to rim you in the shower," he stated conversationally, watched hazel eyes go hot, felt Karl's muscled body tense with need. "Isn't there one down here we could use? Or do you want to leave, go someplace else."
"No, here is good." Karl sounded a little breathless as he stood and pulled Orli up to press against him. One hand swept down Orli's back to cup his ass, kneading it as Karl leaned in for a swift kiss. "Unless you had someplace else in mind..."
"I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."
"If I felt uncomfortable, you wouldn't be here." Karl looked deep into Orli's eyes and smiled. One finger traced a cheekbone, causing Orli to shiver, and Karl's smile widened. "And we certainly wouldn't be doing this. Would you be more comfortable someplace else?"
Good enough. Orli curved his body against Karl's, licked another bead of sweat from Karl's chin. "I want you wherever you are. The place doesn't mean a fuck to me," he stated.
"Good." Karl started to back up, pulling Orli with him, a naughty grin playing over his mouth. "I'm getting in the shower now. If you want me, you'll have to come with me. And I remember something being said about rimming...."
"And I intend to do just that before I fuck you into the wall," Orli promised, and allowed himself to be pulled, trading long, sweeping kisses. They stumbled into the bathroom, still intent on each other, on finally exploring flesh that had been forbidden for so long.
Karl reached behind him, hand fumbling for the knobs, turning on the water without looking away from Orli. His hunger, his need, was plain on his face, in the way his body trembled. He barely gave the water time to heat up before he stepped into the shower, pulling Orli with him. "God, wanted you so fucking long," he murmured, hands racing over Orli's skin as the water poured over them.
"I know." Orli ducked his head under the spray, twisted in Karl's arms, licked hot water from Karl's collarbone. "That first day..."
"Yeah." Karl grinned, tilted his head back when Orli's tongue moved up his throat and along the underside of his jaw. "I had to fight to keep from throwing you down in the backyard."
Orli laughed, the sound resounding off the tiles. "Hell, I knew from that first handshake." He slid up Karl's slippery body, trailed small bites along the curve of Karl's cheek and earlobe.
"Glad to know I wasn't the only one," Karl laughed, the sound a little strained and breathy. He leaned back against the wall, slid his hands over Orli's slick chest. "But the kiss...God, I wanted to just push you to the ground and...yeah..."
"It was all I could do to turn away," Orli confessed, pushing Karl's wet hair off of his forehead. Steam surrounded them, enveloped them as lips met again and bodies strained against each other.
"Still don't know whether or not I'm glad you did," Karl stated, trailing his lips over Orli's jaw and down his throat as his hands swept down to rest on slim hips. He lifted his head, shook his hair back, smiled at Orli.
"Better this way. Turn around."
Karl closed his eyes for a brief moment. When he opened them again, Orli's breath caught in his throat. But Karl just smiled, licked his lips, and turned. He braced his hands against the wall, rested his forehead on the wet tile, slid his feet apart...and just stood there, body relaxed and waiting for whatever Orli wanted to do to it.
Orli licked water off Karl's spine, eased down on his knees, nibbling and soothing damp skin with his teeth and tongue. "You have such a perfect ass," he commented, biting down on a cheek.
Karl flinched a bit, breath leaving his lungs in a shaky laugh. He glanced over his shoulder, shook water out of his face, grinned. "Then do something with it."
"I'm taking my time," Orli grinned back, delivering a light, wet smack to the other cheek. His grin turned wicked when Karl flinched, then arched into the touch. Interesting...he'd have to remember that. But, for now...Orli spread Karl's cheeks with his hand, dove between them with his tongue, licking and spearing at the muscled ring.
"Jesus!" Orli's tongue had Karl's fingers scratching against the tiles as his body arched again, hips pushing back, seeking more. A soft groan escaped, followed by an even softer thunk as Karl let his head fall forward to rest against the wall once more.
Orli was relentless, voracious. His tongue pushed inside, curling at the edges, pumping in rhythmic strokes. One hand reached around Karl's hip to close around him, started to move his fist in time with his tongue.
Karl moaned deep in his throat, hips pushing back against Orli's tongue, thrusting forward into his fist. His upper body leaned against the wet tiles for support, face turned, cheek resting against the cool wetness as steam swirled around their bodies. "Fuck..." Karl's voice was close to a whimper as he trembled, curled his hands into fists.
Orli felt the trembling in Karl's limbs, the tightening of the cock in his still-moving fist. Wanted Karl to shatter for him...worked his tongue faster, ignored the water stinging his eyes, just wanted to bring Karl off now...
"Oh fuck...Jesus..." Karl's body stiffened, wracked with tiny tremors. His head fell back, water pouring over his face as he came, voice hoarse and ragged as he chanted Orli's name.
It was the most sublime of sounds. Orli slithered up Karl's wet body, used Karl's come to coat his cock, pushed the head inside Karl's ass, hands clenched to lean hips. "Tell me if I hurt you," he whispered, teeth catching the bottom of Karl's earlobe as he slid inside.
"Fuck..." Karl gasped, groaned, pushed back against Orli, one hand reaching behind him to grasp Orli's hip. "Fuck that. Wasn't gentle with...you..."
No, he hadn't been. "Thanks for the reminder," Orli groaned, then slammed forward, setting a vicious, manic pace. Water flowed, steam swirled, and it choked Orli in wetness, surrounded him in heat.
"That's...it...yeah..." Karl's body writhed against Orli's, hips rocked back into Orli's every thrust. One hand scrabbled at the wet tiles, the other slid down to Orli's thigh, fingers digging into the muscles there as Karl turned his head to watch Orli from the corner of his eye.
"Goddamn, you're hot." Orli pulled Karl's head back, slanted his mouth over Karl's as he hammered into willing flesh over and over. Karl's tongue curled around Orli's, slid over it, coaxed it into his mouth so he could suck on it. He continued to rock back, welcoming every brutal thrust, tightening his muscles around Orli's cock, fingers sliding up and down his thigh.
Orli bit down on Karl's shoulder when he came, teeth leaving crescent marks on hard flesh. Fuckfuckyes...the world imploded around him, leaving him at the center of a black hole sucking him dry, leaving him with nothing except Karl's name on his lips.
Karl cried out, his head snapping back against Orli's shoulder, hips pushing hard against Orli, fist reaching down to circle his cock and stroke it roughly. "Fuck...Orli..."
"Shh...I've got you." Orli reversed their positions, leaned against the wall, pulling Karl against him, didn’t give him time to breathe, didn’t want him to recover. "Again...now..."
Karl pushed Orli against the wall, reaching down, using the shower gel as lube. He slicked it over his cock, and then he was inside, cock still throbbing, aching, needing. "Oh...fuck...you've got the tightest ass..." He groaned and began to move, setting a hard, rough pace.
Trembling...Orli was still trembling, body shaking from the force of his last orgasm, was sent hurtling toward another by Karl's hard cock inside him, moving in him, filling him. "Make me come, Karl." The words echoed off the tile as Orli writhed and bucked, was slammed into the wall by the force of Karl's thrusts.
Karl drove into Orli relentlessly, one hand gripping his hip tight enough to leave marks, the other sliding around, over wet skin to wrap around Orli's cock. His hand moved in time with his hips, stroking, squeezing, everything rough, brutal. His teeth closed on the side of Orli's neck, then his tongue licked over the spot and up to Orli's ear. "Come for me," he whispered, tongue flicking out to trace the contours of that ear. "Want you to come apart while I fuck your sweet ass..."
"Oh God..." Orli was too spent to do anything more than slump into Karl's body when he came, hands spasming on Karl's hips.
Karl groaned, his hand easing, becoming gentle. He leaned in, pressing kisses up the side of Orli's neck, then he pressed his face in the juncture of shoulder and neck as he came, Orli's name passing his lips in a soft gasp.
"Karl...I just..." Orli sank to the bottom of the tub, legs no longer able to support him.
Karl followed him down, sitting in the bottom of the tub and pulling Orli half into his lap. Gentle hands stroked Orli's back, soothed the tremors that raced through him. "Just what?" Karl murmured, lips soft against Orli's forehead, his own body still trembling.
Don't say it, don't say it, don't fucking *think* it... "Nothing," Orli mumbled, and turned into Karl's arms, seeking warmth.
"What?" Karl wrapped Orli in his arms, tipped Orli's chin up with one hand. He searched Orli's eyes for a moment, then his mouth curved in a faint smile. "What, Orli?"
"You know."
Karl's laugh was soft, familiar, his breath warm against Orli's cheek. "So tell me anyway." His thumb stroked Orli's bottom lip.
Orli blinked slowly up at Karl, snaked out his tongue to trace along Karl's thumb. Looked into that beautiful face, those amazing eyes...and couldn't lie anymore. "I love you."
"You love me." Karl sighed, closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them again, he was smiling. His hands cupped Orli's face, his lips covered Orli's in a soft, brief kiss, and he murmured, "I love you, too. So what the hell do we do *now*?"
tbc...
(part three)
“Maybe just for tonight
We can pretend it's alright”
--NIN
Orli dug his fingers into Karl’s hips, lifted his own. “Don’t stop yet.”
Karl obligingly moved his still-hard cock in slow circles inside Orli, grabbed one of Orli’s hands, locking their fingers together. “I’m not going to stop until tomorrow.”
The whimper that escaped Orli’s lips was part plea, part tease. “You’re going to have to,” he replied, hungry gaze raking over Karl’s flushed features, memorizing each one.
"Yeah?" Karl gave Orli a lazy smile before catching his lips in a blazing kiss. He lifted his head just enough to look deep into Orli's eyes as he rotated his hips, his cock rubbing across Orli's prostate. "Why's that?"
Hard to breathe, to concentrate...every movement inflamed already screaming nerves. Too much...not enough...never enough. Wanted to imprint the sweep of Karl's eyelashes, the trickle of sweat winding down his neck, the dark hairs matted to his forehead. Orli leaned up, swept his tongue over the small droplet of sweat, sucked the small patch of skin. "Because I get to fuck you next," he murmured, the words soft against Karl's skin.
Karl groaned, fingers squeezing tight around Orli's, hips thrusting hard against the body beneath him. "Looking forward to it," he gasped as he pulled almost all the way out before slamming back inside Orli.
The sex was a continuation of the first time...rough and frenzied. Lips met, dueled; tongues tangled, meshed. Karl's pace was just as brutal, just as fast, and Orli rose to meet him, anxious, needy. Wanted to come again, come brutally, wanted Karl's come filling him. The hand around Karl's tightened, squeezed, knuckles whitening with tension. "Please..." Orli was shoved across the sofa, the rough fabric scraping his back. Didn't notice, nor care...would gladly accept any pain, as long as Karl never stopped.
"Please what?" Karl's voice was low, hoarse, as his teeth scraped across Orli's collarbone. He kept driving into Orli, wrapped his fingers around Orli's cock to stroke it roughly. His grin was feral when he lifted his head, his eyes dark, his face flushed...and Orli thought his body would rupture from the erotic sight.
"Come..." Oh God, oh Christ...Orli's orgasm hit him with the force of a hurricane, twisted and tumbled him into a black void of raw desire. Was sure his bones were exploding, rearranging...and all he could do was stare deep into Karl's eyes as shudder after shudder racked his body, each one more intense than the last.
Karl gasped, visibly struggling to keep his eyes open and locked with Orli's. He continued to stroke, to thrust, then stiffened, letting his head fall to rest on Orli's shoulder and chanting Orli's name.
Orli wasn't quite sure how long they both lay on the sofa, both panting and twitching. Orli's head spun, his vision swam, his body was drenched in sweat, stomach covered in his own come. Karl was slumped over him, crushing him, but Orli welcomed the weight. He'd wanted this for so long. "I never thought..."
"Never thought what?" Karl's tongue licked at Orli's neck, lapping up drops of sweat. He shifted a bit, adjusted his position so he was leaning on an elbow, tongue still licking at Orli's damp skin.
"We'd be..." Orli sighed into the touch, traced his palm over Karl's shoulder and tricep. "Wanted...God, I wanted..." He blinked his eyes open, tried to focus on Karl.
"Yeah," Karl murmured, lifting his head to look at Orli. His fingers danced across Orli's ribs in light, teasing touches. "I wanted, too."
No matter what happened, Orli would not regret this. Couldn't regret it. The craving had been killing him, eating at his soul. Karl's still needy eyes met his in understanding, acceptance. No need for words now--words would come later. The next 24 or so hours belonged to *them*...Orli would be damned if he would spoil it. "I think I'd like to rim you in the shower," he stated conversationally, watched hazel eyes go hot, felt Karl's muscled body tense with need. "Isn't there one down here we could use? Or do you want to leave, go someplace else."
"No, here is good." Karl sounded a little breathless as he stood and pulled Orli up to press against him. One hand swept down Orli's back to cup his ass, kneading it as Karl leaned in for a swift kiss. "Unless you had someplace else in mind..."
"I don't want you to feel uncomfortable."
"If I felt uncomfortable, you wouldn't be here." Karl looked deep into Orli's eyes and smiled. One finger traced a cheekbone, causing Orli to shiver, and Karl's smile widened. "And we certainly wouldn't be doing this. Would you be more comfortable someplace else?"
Good enough. Orli curved his body against Karl's, licked another bead of sweat from Karl's chin. "I want you wherever you are. The place doesn't mean a fuck to me," he stated.
"Good." Karl started to back up, pulling Orli with him, a naughty grin playing over his mouth. "I'm getting in the shower now. If you want me, you'll have to come with me. And I remember something being said about rimming...."
"And I intend to do just that before I fuck you into the wall," Orli promised, and allowed himself to be pulled, trading long, sweeping kisses. They stumbled into the bathroom, still intent on each other, on finally exploring flesh that had been forbidden for so long.
Karl reached behind him, hand fumbling for the knobs, turning on the water without looking away from Orli. His hunger, his need, was plain on his face, in the way his body trembled. He barely gave the water time to heat up before he stepped into the shower, pulling Orli with him. "God, wanted you so fucking long," he murmured, hands racing over Orli's skin as the water poured over them.
"I know." Orli ducked his head under the spray, twisted in Karl's arms, licked hot water from Karl's collarbone. "That first day..."
"Yeah." Karl grinned, tilted his head back when Orli's tongue moved up his throat and along the underside of his jaw. "I had to fight to keep from throwing you down in the backyard."
Orli laughed, the sound resounding off the tiles. "Hell, I knew from that first handshake." He slid up Karl's slippery body, trailed small bites along the curve of Karl's cheek and earlobe.
"Glad to know I wasn't the only one," Karl laughed, the sound a little strained and breathy. He leaned back against the wall, slid his hands over Orli's slick chest. "But the kiss...God, I wanted to just push you to the ground and...yeah..."
"It was all I could do to turn away," Orli confessed, pushing Karl's wet hair off of his forehead. Steam surrounded them, enveloped them as lips met again and bodies strained against each other.
"Still don't know whether or not I'm glad you did," Karl stated, trailing his lips over Orli's jaw and down his throat as his hands swept down to rest on slim hips. He lifted his head, shook his hair back, smiled at Orli.
"Better this way. Turn around."
Karl closed his eyes for a brief moment. When he opened them again, Orli's breath caught in his throat. But Karl just smiled, licked his lips, and turned. He braced his hands against the wall, rested his forehead on the wet tile, slid his feet apart...and just stood there, body relaxed and waiting for whatever Orli wanted to do to it.
Orli licked water off Karl's spine, eased down on his knees, nibbling and soothing damp skin with his teeth and tongue. "You have such a perfect ass," he commented, biting down on a cheek.
Karl flinched a bit, breath leaving his lungs in a shaky laugh. He glanced over his shoulder, shook water out of his face, grinned. "Then do something with it."
"I'm taking my time," Orli grinned back, delivering a light, wet smack to the other cheek. His grin turned wicked when Karl flinched, then arched into the touch. Interesting...he'd have to remember that. But, for now...Orli spread Karl's cheeks with his hand, dove between them with his tongue, licking and spearing at the muscled ring.
"Jesus!" Orli's tongue had Karl's fingers scratching against the tiles as his body arched again, hips pushing back, seeking more. A soft groan escaped, followed by an even softer thunk as Karl let his head fall forward to rest against the wall once more.
Orli was relentless, voracious. His tongue pushed inside, curling at the edges, pumping in rhythmic strokes. One hand reached around Karl's hip to close around him, started to move his fist in time with his tongue.
Karl moaned deep in his throat, hips pushing back against Orli's tongue, thrusting forward into his fist. His upper body leaned against the wet tiles for support, face turned, cheek resting against the cool wetness as steam swirled around their bodies. "Fuck..." Karl's voice was close to a whimper as he trembled, curled his hands into fists.
Orli felt the trembling in Karl's limbs, the tightening of the cock in his still-moving fist. Wanted Karl to shatter for him...worked his tongue faster, ignored the water stinging his eyes, just wanted to bring Karl off now...
"Oh fuck...Jesus..." Karl's body stiffened, wracked with tiny tremors. His head fell back, water pouring over his face as he came, voice hoarse and ragged as he chanted Orli's name.
It was the most sublime of sounds. Orli slithered up Karl's wet body, used Karl's come to coat his cock, pushed the head inside Karl's ass, hands clenched to lean hips. "Tell me if I hurt you," he whispered, teeth catching the bottom of Karl's earlobe as he slid inside.
"Fuck..." Karl gasped, groaned, pushed back against Orli, one hand reaching behind him to grasp Orli's hip. "Fuck that. Wasn't gentle with...you..."
No, he hadn't been. "Thanks for the reminder," Orli groaned, then slammed forward, setting a vicious, manic pace. Water flowed, steam swirled, and it choked Orli in wetness, surrounded him in heat.
"That's...it...yeah..." Karl's body writhed against Orli's, hips rocked back into Orli's every thrust. One hand scrabbled at the wet tiles, the other slid down to Orli's thigh, fingers digging into the muscles there as Karl turned his head to watch Orli from the corner of his eye.
"Goddamn, you're hot." Orli pulled Karl's head back, slanted his mouth over Karl's as he hammered into willing flesh over and over. Karl's tongue curled around Orli's, slid over it, coaxed it into his mouth so he could suck on it. He continued to rock back, welcoming every brutal thrust, tightening his muscles around Orli's cock, fingers sliding up and down his thigh.
Orli bit down on Karl's shoulder when he came, teeth leaving crescent marks on hard flesh. Fuckfuckyes...the world imploded around him, leaving him at the center of a black hole sucking him dry, leaving him with nothing except Karl's name on his lips.
Karl cried out, his head snapping back against Orli's shoulder, hips pushing hard against Orli, fist reaching down to circle his cock and stroke it roughly. "Fuck...Orli..."
"Shh...I've got you." Orli reversed their positions, leaned against the wall, pulling Karl against him, didn’t give him time to breathe, didn’t want him to recover. "Again...now..."
Karl pushed Orli against the wall, reaching down, using the shower gel as lube. He slicked it over his cock, and then he was inside, cock still throbbing, aching, needing. "Oh...fuck...you've got the tightest ass..." He groaned and began to move, setting a hard, rough pace.
Trembling...Orli was still trembling, body shaking from the force of his last orgasm, was sent hurtling toward another by Karl's hard cock inside him, moving in him, filling him. "Make me come, Karl." The words echoed off the tile as Orli writhed and bucked, was slammed into the wall by the force of Karl's thrusts.
Karl drove into Orli relentlessly, one hand gripping his hip tight enough to leave marks, the other sliding around, over wet skin to wrap around Orli's cock. His hand moved in time with his hips, stroking, squeezing, everything rough, brutal. His teeth closed on the side of Orli's neck, then his tongue licked over the spot and up to Orli's ear. "Come for me," he whispered, tongue flicking out to trace the contours of that ear. "Want you to come apart while I fuck your sweet ass..."
"Oh God..." Orli was too spent to do anything more than slump into Karl's body when he came, hands spasming on Karl's hips.
Karl groaned, his hand easing, becoming gentle. He leaned in, pressing kisses up the side of Orli's neck, then he pressed his face in the juncture of shoulder and neck as he came, Orli's name passing his lips in a soft gasp.
"Karl...I just..." Orli sank to the bottom of the tub, legs no longer able to support him.
Karl followed him down, sitting in the bottom of the tub and pulling Orli half into his lap. Gentle hands stroked Orli's back, soothed the tremors that raced through him. "Just what?" Karl murmured, lips soft against Orli's forehead, his own body still trembling.
Don't say it, don't say it, don't fucking *think* it... "Nothing," Orli mumbled, and turned into Karl's arms, seeking warmth.
"What?" Karl wrapped Orli in his arms, tipped Orli's chin up with one hand. He searched Orli's eyes for a moment, then his mouth curved in a faint smile. "What, Orli?"
"You know."
Karl's laugh was soft, familiar, his breath warm against Orli's cheek. "So tell me anyway." His thumb stroked Orli's bottom lip.
Orli blinked slowly up at Karl, snaked out his tongue to trace along Karl's thumb. Looked into that beautiful face, those amazing eyes...and couldn't lie anymore. "I love you."
"You love me." Karl sighed, closed his eyes for a moment. When he opened them again, he was smiling. His hands cupped Orli's face, his lips covered Orli's in a soft, brief kiss, and he murmured, "I love you, too. So what the hell do we do *now*?"
tbc...