"So, are you going to fuck or not?'' Kristoff asked, rolling over on his stomach, looking up at Chance with his ankles crossed.
''Do you want to?''
"Well, yes. Ever since the first day we met, remember? But you are being a hardass.''
"A hardass, huh?''
''Can you shut up and get on the bed, can't you see that I have the hots for you.''
Chance gave a sexy smirk, then licked his lips.
Kristoff raised a brow, wondering if this was just a game and he wouldn't get anywhere.
''We going to fuck?''
There was a pause and an intense stare down between the two.
"We'll do something, but my way." Chance finally said.
Kristoff shot up at that. “What do you have in mind? I am ready and willing to submit," He said, eager, dying even, to feel Chance's body pressing onto him.
''Can you handle me?''
"Can we cut this shit and get to it?''
"Fine. Come here, pull my pants down and have a taste." Chance d
Kristoff talked until his own voice put him to sleep. He hugged Chance's arm. At first having a pleasant dream of having Chance by his side, where they spent out of their days at a waterfront property, with maids tending to their every need."I think we should get a dog, a cute little French bulldog." Kristoff suggested.Chance gave him a look, "I prefer cats.""Now Chance, let's agree to disagree. You know I don't enjoy arguing with you.""Because you know that you won't win." Chance gave a sly smile.Which was true. Kristoff was weak to Chance and bowed to his every order."Fine, we can get both."Chance pulled Kristoff into a hug. "I love you.""I love you too." Kristoff stared at Chance, still not believing that they were now married."Oh, remember that we need to be at St Augusta at three."Kristoff leaned his head to the side, trying to remember what they had to be at an orphanage."They are having op
Kristoff stir to the bright lights shining through the crack of the curtains. He opened his eyes slowly to make sure he wasn't still dreaming. He let out a breath, hating that he had such a dream. It had been a while since he dreamt of the day his father and he had their falling outs.But why now?After all those years, he thought he was over it, but there he was dreaming about it now.He was on somewhat good terms with his family again, after two years. Though he hardly spoke with or visited them. Mostly because of his father, who deemed him as the black sheep of the family at a young age.Kristoff found himself thinking back to those days. While he had a nanny to look after him, his twin sister had their parents' full attention. Bei
Kristoff stole glances at Chance as they walked along the beach. He still can't believe Chance agreed to take their relationship to another level, or at least was willing to be more than just friends."So, you are willing to give us a try?'' Kristoff asked, looking for assurance."Yes.''''Are you sure?''"Keep asking and I'll leave your ass here in Colombia.''Kristoff pretended to zip his mouth closed, trying his hardest to keep silent as he walked beside Chance.''This is nice, isn't it nice, Chance?''''You talk too much.''''Because I'm nervous. You make me nervous.'' Kristoff said.Chance stooped, then grabbed a hold of Kristoff. Forcing him to look up at him.''I have never heard those words left your mouth before. Being nervous is not you. And yes, I want you. I am willing to put in the effort and make this work. As long as you are too.''Kristoff opened his mouth to respond, but Chance covered it w
Malcom ran a hand through his buzz cut hair style, fixed his jacket, then walked back to where Kristoff was.He was about to tell Chance to leave, but he didn't have to.His bored expression soon grew to annoyance, as he couldn't get to say much to Kristoff."Your friend is leaving. He seems upset." Malcom said, pointing at Chance's retrieving back.Kristoff waved him off as he took a shot. “He'll be fine, just need to rest or whatever."Malcom's oval face twisted. "You sure, because to me he seems-""Can you shut up?""Did you fuck him? I know how you are." As he asked the question, red light from the disco passed over him, making his dark skin seem red."You know nothing about me, Malcom."Malcom pursed his thick lips, then said. "Says you. Just remember, I was the first for everything. And if you think that some rag tag is it, then you must have hit your head."Kristoff went ridged, at times he wondered w
''I'm here. Thanks for catching me and waiting up for me.''''You idiot.'' Chance said, pulling Kristoff over to the bed.''At least I came back to you.''"How did you ever find my apartment? This one is new, and no one knows about it.''''I have a tracker on you.''''Now I'm being stalked. Was that how you found me in Colombia?''''No, I did it after, didn't want you to go ghost on me again.''''When did you even do this?''''I'm tired of all these questions. Can you get me undressed now?''''You are a mess.''Kristoff threw the car key at Chance, who had to dodge so that he didn't get hit in the head.''Whose car did you drive, anyway?''"Malcom, now please, enough talking.''Chance had his hands on his hips, staring down at his drunken lover.Once again, Chance found himself undressing Kristoff, having to fight to pull his pants off, which accidentally took his underwear down as well
After showering, Kristoff decided to stay the entire day with Chance, thinking that he didn't want to leave so soon, afraid that with him out of sight, Chance might change his mind. Or worst, he would. Because deep down, he didn't know how he would handle it if the world should find out he was gay and was with a man of lower class than him. Though none of that should matter, if Chance was willing to change his ways for him, then so should he.''So what was it like to be out of the country for so long?''"You mean Colombia?''"No, Miami. Yes Colombia you dud.''Chance hit Kristoff in the face with a cushion, and was about to hit him again, but he dodged then jumped on top of Chance.Chance held onto Kristoff's hips, then pushed his own hips up.''Oh Chance.'' Kristoff said in a high-pitched voice.''I swear you are so weird.'' Chance laughed.''You know you like it. You like everything I do and say.''''Not everything.''
The two stared at each other for a while.''What the fuck?'' The female repeated, pointing in the bedroom's direction.''What are you doing here?''''Tell me that I am no longer welcomed here.'' She said before taking another swing from the bottle.Chance took the bottle from her, "that's expensive."''When since did you care about the cost of anything?''''Since I start paying hefty prices for things that I enjoy.''''You never drank, Romanee-Conti Romanee-Conti Grand Cru. This is almost thirty grand. How can you afford this?'' She said, reading the bottle.Chance said nothing as he stood there with the bottle in hand.By this time, Kristoff was standing by the door, listening to their conversation, or at least trying to hear them make conversation."What the hell is going on, Chance?" The woman raised a brow.chance stood there silent, playing with the cork of the bottle.Kristoff raised a brow as
"Father," Kristoff greeted the first person he saw as he entered his family mansion, which they hardly invited him to, unless it was for holidays dinner. His father trying to bribe him, or to show off the success of his business. "Son, you are late." Was all his father said as a greeting. "At least I am here." Just as his father was about to speak, the front door opened again and in watch Kristoff's sister. "Daddy, I missed you so much." She dropped her bags and ran over to give him a hug. "What? No scolding for her, she came couple minutes after me." "Oh, Kristoff. You are here." She smiled at him. "Nice seeing you too, Kristina." The two exchanged awkward smiles before Kristina turned away and walked up the stairs. "Well, it's good to be home. If I can even call it that." "Anyway, Elijah. Is the guest house still available for me to stay in?" "I beg your pardon." Kristoff's father said to him, placing
A naked Chance looked down at the beach below the balcony to the room he and Kristoff were staying in. As they honeymooned in Sardina, Italy. He watched Kristoff as he walked up the shore, with his surfboard in hand, flipping his hair out of his eyes. Chance stayed like that as he took a deep breath, drinking in the salty sea air and staring out of the beautiful clear water. "Missed me? Sexy." Kristoff said, slapping Chance on the bare ass. Chance turned to him, "maybe." Kristoff kissed Chance’s chest, then wrapped his hands around him "I sure wish you would come surfing with me, but you can't swim." Kristoff teased. "Have you ever seen a fish walking on land?" Kristoff laughed, "no but I'm sure if they could grow legs, they wouldn't leave the surface." "I'm sure there would be one who wouldn't want to venture." Kristoff rolled his eyes, "so what are you going to do today?" "Let me show you." Cha
"I feel so nervous." Kristoff said, while he put on his white jacket. "I know man, this must be tough. Last day of being a free man. I don't think I could do it." Duncan said. "Can you shut up for once? This is a special day for Kristoff and Chance. There is no need to talk shit." Justin snapped at him, pushing up his glasses. "No need to get your panties in a twist, I'm just saying." "Well, say less!" Justin snapped again. There was a knock on the door, then Chance's voice came. "Kristoff, can I talk to you for a minute?" "Chance, don't you know it is bad luck to see the bride, rather groom, before the wedding?" Duncan asked, while struggling to do his cuffs. "Can you shut up!" Justin yelled. He was getting annoyed with Duncan's nonsense, trying to freak them out before the big moment. Kristoff stepped out of the room. “Yeah. What is-" Kristoff stopped what he was about to ask, to smile at Chance. "You look ama
Just as Kristoff rolled over, ready to enjoy the warmth of Chance, the alarm went off.Kristoff groaned, kicking his legs in frustration."How come on, can we get a little lay in?""We can relax all we want after the wedding and when we are on our honeymoon." Chance mumbled."You're right, but I miss our little cuddles where people call our phones and yell at us for being late. But can't do anything about it because we are their bosses."Chance chuckled, pulling him close to him. "I miss it too, but we have a wedding to plan.""I know and I can't wait to get my last name changed."After the two finally got out of bed, they head to Loey's planning services. Where Loey was waiting to take them cake tasting, because she was right. Neither of them like the cakes Chance suggested."Good, you two are on time. So, I know that you both are excited about your wedding but, I have some sad news. Someone has booked the garden."
"Kris, over here!" Chance called out, waving for his fiancé to come over. They exchanged a kiss when Kristoff got over to him. "What took you so long?" Chance asked. "Meeting after meeting, and lunch rush hour." Kristoff rolled his eyes, taking his coat off, and throwing it on the back of a chair. "Don't let him bully you. The wedding planner isn't even here yet. She is having car trouble." Aurora told Kristoff, skipping through the catalog of a fashion magazine. Kristoff flopped down in the chair, pouring himself some champagne then kicked his leg up on the small stool before him. "How can a wedding planner be late? Shouldn't she be the first one here? Or at least, have someone here to help her out?" Kristoff asked, taking a sip from his drink. "I was wondering the same thing, we have been waiting for a while now." Chance said, as he sat around a decorated table, scrolling through his phone. "What are you looking at?"
"Is everything all set?" Chance asked, looking himself over in the mirror, while fixing his tie, even though nothing was wrong with it. "Yes, everything was ready to go since this morning, and was only waiting for the guests to arrive." Aurora said, smiling brightly. "Why do I feel so nervous?" Chance asked, shaking his hands to get rid of the weak feeling they had. "I don't know, I feel happy. I can't wait for you to announce the wedding date." Aurora clapped, fixing her brother's hair so that it was no longer in his eyes. "Thanks." Aurora hugged him, "I so happy for you, but come. Let's go. I'm sure Kristoff and everyone else are waiting for you. This is a big deal after all." When Chance got to the top of the stairs, he saw Kristoff looking dashing in a well tailored white suit waiting for him. "Good luck." Aurora winked at Kristoff, then gave Kristoff a small hug as she passed him to go down the stairs. "Finally." K
"Hey there." Kristoff went up behind Chance, carrying a brown bag and two cups of coffee."Hey." Chance smiled at him, taking one of the coffee."How are things going?""With all the interviews, it's boring and I haven't found the suitable candidates to help me run this place or even carry out a simple field research. I'm starting to think that all these people only came just because they it’s me.""Don't worry, the right people will come your way soon enough.""Still haven't heard from your sister?""No, after a week and with the company depleting more and more, I would think she would have sold the company, but she is trying to be a hard ball. I give her another week.""I need help to carry out all these interviews, its getting annoying and working my head in." Chance said, before taking a bite out of his sandwich."I think I know what can help." Kristoff told him, then left to lock the doors.When he entered the
"Chance, you are not going to like this." Kristoff said, as he scrolled through his Instagram page."Like what?" Chance asked, as he backed out of the driveway.Kristoff held up his phone for Chance to see when he stalled the car."The secret son of Donavon Spence." Chance read the headlines aloud. Then looked at Kristoff."What?" Kristoff asked."This has Tamara written all over it, but maybe if you didn't tell her.""Everyone would have known, eventually."Chance took the phone, reading the article for Kristoff to hear.'It seems as if Chance, the boyfriend to Kristoff Pantovic, is living a fairy-tale life. Going from nothing but a street kid to Kristoff's soon to be husband, now it's alleged that he is the son of Donavon Spence, business tycoon.''What's next is for this twenty-plus years old, living a Cinderella life?'"Fairy-tale? Cinderella?" Chance scoffed."Seems as if we both had people in our live
Kristoff rolled to his back, now becoming awake. He looked at the time to see that I was only four-fifteen in the morning.He then rolled to his side to look at Chance, who was sleeping peacefully. He touched his face, then ran his hand down to his chest before forcing him to his back.Chance groaned in his sleep as he felt something on his hips. His groans soon turned to moans in his half awake sleep as he felt something wet and warm sucking on him.Chance's toes curled as it moved to his balls, then back to his cock."Damn." The sucking caused him to jerk fully from his sleep, trying to push the person away."Will you stop and enjoy?" Kristoff grumbled."Kris?" Chance said in a husky voice."Who else were you expecting, the tooth fairy?" Kristoff pushed his hand away to go back to his task of pleasing Chance.Chance opened his legs wider, giving Kristoff a better access.When Kristoff circled his tongue around the tip
"How do I look?" Kristoff asked, as he turned this way and that, looking at himself in the mirror."Like you always do, handsome." Chance went up behind him and enfold him into a hug."I'm so nervous about this dinner." Kristoff said, turning around to face Chance."Why?""Because Mr Spence is my business partner. What if I fuck this up?""Well, tonight you are my boyfriend and a friend of the family. So relax." Chance told him, while fixing his gold studded cuff links."Thanks." Kristoff kissed him."Good, now. Let's go so we aren't late."When Chance got in the car, after debating about how should drive. Kristoff stared at him from the passenger's side."There is something you should know. I have a son and a wife."It was a good thing Chance hadn’t started driving, because he knew he would crash.“My son came about after college. I had a fling with the dean's daughter and I married my wife onl