Chapter Eleven: Passionate Revenge
Reggy managed to open the apartment door in under ten seconds, which was quite a feat considering that Kriss was attached to his lips and he was harder than a steel rod in winter. They hadn't stayed at the club very long after Casimir's departure and had hardly been able to control themselves on the way home, both feeling the need to reclaim each other as their own after the night's events.
They both stumbled into the apartment and Reggy slammed the door, not bothering to turn the lights on. They kept their lips locked together while clothes were shed hurriedly on their way to the bedroom, but after colliding with a third pile of boxes in the dark Kriss couldn't contain his amusement any longer.
"That's why we need the lights on," he laughed as Reggy swore. "You've gotta sort these boxes out Reg."
"And I will," Reggy nodded, "but right now all I want is you."
He dived back in to carry on where they had left off, and carefully guided Kriss into the bedroom. The back of Kriss's legs hit the bed and they both toppled onto it in a tangle of limbs.
Reggy abruptly stood up to remove his painfully constricting pants, loving the sight of Kriss lying spread-eagle across the bed in front of him. Kriss looked up at him with a wanton expression, his shirt ripped open and his face flushed with arousal. Reggy managed to remove his own pants in record time before swiftly removing Kriss's, letting out a deep growl as he crawled back up the bed and into Kriss's arms.
The skin to skin contact immediately heightened their pleasure, their hot bodies smoldering against each other as hands explored and tongues entwined. Reggy raised Kriss's arms above his head, continuing to kiss him passionately, and Kriss suddenly heard a familiar click. He broke the kiss and glanced up at his wrist, which was now handcuffed securely to the bed, then looked back at a thoroughly smug Reggy.
"Well I don't want you aggravating your injury."
"Uh-huh," Kriss smirked. "Okay, you've got me officer. Now what are you gonna do with me?"
Reggy leans forward, his eyes gleaming, and whispered in Kriss's ear, "I'm gonna make you scream my name."
Kriss felt a jolt of desire run through his body at Reggy's words; he always loved Reggy taking control. Reggy began trailing his tongue down Kriss's neck, pausing to suck and nip certain areas before moving on. His hands were roaming freely over Kriss's pale skin; his long fingers running through the soft hair covering Kriss's chest and tweaking his nipples gently.
Kriss's breathing had quickened considerably and his eyelids fluttered closed as Reggy continued his slow and attentive exploration of his body, gasping and moaning whenever Reggy found a particularly sensitive spot. Reggy was taking care to kiss and caress every inch of his skin and Kriss had never felt so loved before, so utterly worshiped.
Reggy smiled against Kriss's skin, thoroughly enjoying how responsive Kriss was to his touch. He was ignoring Kriss's straining erection for now, intent on saving that for last as Kriss had done with him. He heard the small whimper of frustration as he passed it by and his smile widened, knowing he was driving Kriss crazy with need. After ten more minutes Kriss was reduced to a quivering mess.
"Reg..." he moaned.
Reggy grinned and moved up to kiss him. "Payback's a bitch ain't it?"
"You'd better get inside me right now Reg," Kriss warned breathlessly, "or I swear to God when I get out of these cuffs I'll prove to you that I know exactly how to cause the maximum amount of pain."
Reggy laughed then shook his head, "Uh-uh. I want you inside me this time."
"Well release me then," Kriss replied impatiently, straining against the handcuffs.
"No need," Reggy smiled and suddenly moved down to engulf Kriss's entire length in his mouth.
"Jesus," Kriss exclaimed, feeling Reggy's tongue swirl deliciously around his head. He was having trouble controlling his breathing, already feeling the tell-tale signs beginning. "This is gonna be over very quickly if you keep doing that Reg."
Reggy gave him one last suck then pulled back, reaching over to the bedside drawer and rummaging around for a moment before moving back with a triumphant expression. He drizzled lube over Kriss's length and Kriss gasped as the cool liquid hit his scorching hot skin. He had to admit he was curious as to what Reggy intended to do.
Reggy shifted position so that he was crouching over Kriss's body, placing his feet flat on either side, and slowly began to lower himself onto Kriss's erection. He rested his arms behind him and leans back slightly to get the right angle, a moan escaping his lips. Kriss gasped as he slipped into Reggy's hot tightness, struggling to stave off his impending orgasm. However, he knew he wasn't going to last long when Reggy began bobbing up and down, his impressive erection slapping against his stomach with each thrust.
"Fuck, so good Kriss."
"Not...gonna...last," Kriss panted as he pushed his hips up to meet him each time, the familiar feeling which heralded the end building in his groin. He grabbed Reggy's erection with his free hand and pumped it firmly, earning a strangled cry from Reggy. The only sounds in the semi-darkness were the slap of skin against skin, mixed with pleasured moans and gasps. They both gradually increased their pace until their actions were almost frenzied, both seeking release, and when they came it was almost simultaneous. Reggy covered his stomach with his own seed, shouting incoherently, while Kriss exploded inside him, screaming his name loud enough to rattle the windows in their frames.
They both continued to move gently as their bodies trembled with the after-shocks then Reggy wiped himself off, released Kriss from the cuffs, and collapsed down next to him heavily. He closed his eyes in absolute exhaustion, his chest rising and falling rapidly from the exertion. Kriss rubbed his wrist then let his arm flop down onto the bed with an expression of utmost contentment as his breathing slowed. Both of their bodies were still tingling in pleasure and slick with sweat.
"That would definitely have got the gold medal," Reggy murmured after a few moments.
Kriss summoned the energy to turn on his side and throw an arm over Reggy as he answered. "Absolutely."
Reggy covered Kriss's arm with his own and turned his head to kiss him with a contented sigh. As Kriss wrapped a leg around him and closed his eyes with a smile, Reggy thought back to events earlier that evening and found himself asking the question which had been bugging him ever since.
"Who was that guy tonight Kriss?"
For a moment Kriss didn't answer then he opened his eyes with a deep sigh, his smile slipping.
"Someone I went out with a long time ago, when I was young and naive. I had hoped I'd never have to see him again." He paused and Reggy squeezed his arm in silent support, waiting patiently for him to continue.
Kriss glanced up into Reggy's green eyes with a small smile before cuddling into him and continuing softly. “Casimir Tunner, He's a doctor, well he used to be anyway, which is how I met him. I'd only just come out and we sort of fell into a relationship. I thought I was in love with him at the time but now I know that I was just dazzled by him. He was everything I wasn't back then; suave, confident, and completely secure about his sexuality."
Kriss traced patterns on Reggy's chest with a finger as he spoke, old and painful memories swimming to the surface of his mind.
"It had been extremely difficult coming out to everyone I knew. They didn't, couldn't, understand it and most of them just cut me out of their lives."
"Even your family?" Reggy asked in disbelief and Kriss nodded.
Kriss had always avoided the subject of his family and now Reggy knew why. Listening to his experience made Reggy realize how lucky he'd been to have such supportive and loyal friends and family. He couldn't imagine how alone Kriss must have felt.
"That's why I moved to Harris," Kriss continued. "Anyway, because of that, I clung to Casimir like a lifeline but unfortunately he wasn't the faithful type. He would constantly sleep around with other guys and he was often rough with me."
He felt Reggy go rigid and looked up to see a horrified expression on his face, suddenly realizing how his words could have been misinterpreted. "No, God no Reg," he quickly reassured him, "he never forced himself on me. He just wasn't very gentle."
Reggy sagged slightly in relief but still remained tense. "I really would have killed him if he had."
Kriss shook his head and looked away. "No. He did hit me a couple of times but he never went that far."
"Okay, maybe I'll kill him anyway," Reggy said furiously.
Kriss smiled briefly at his protectiveness, his fingers resuming their gentle path across Reggy's chest. "That was only when he'd drunk too much and I wouldn't give him what he wanted. Sex never had anything to do with love for Casimir; it was pure lust and need. I put up with it because I believed that I could never find anyone better, that I didn't really deserve him to begin with, and he used that belief to keep me where he wanted. Of course he inevitably got bored and left me for somebody new and exciting. He used me and threw me away like a piece of garbage."
"I'm sorry Kriss."
Kriss looked up at Reggy with a serious expression. "Don't be. That experience made me a much stronger person and forced me to depend only on myself, it made me accept who I am and never compromise on it. In fact he probably did me a favor."
Reggy took hold of Kriss's chin and gazed into his eyes steadily. "Don't say that Kriss. No one deserves to be treated like that. You're so much more than he'll ever be and he was a fool to let you go. I'm certainly never going to."
Kriss's answering smile made Reggy's heart flip and he raised his head to kiss him tenderly.
"Good," Kriss murmured against his lips, "because I happen to love you quite a lot."
He was expecting the usual reply but Reggy surprised him, cupping his face and looking deep into his eyes.
"I love you too."