HOWDY! Yes, tis I, Ivy The Pervert. I'm back! YaY! And it feels fucking great. God, I've missed slash.

AND WEDNESDAY the 24th IS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please, someone write me a Mike/Chester story! And make it like..so hott that I like..literally sweat. Dear God, I'd love you forever!!!! lol, hehe.. I'll be 15! YaY! =D!

And also... Jesus fucking Lord... read these quotes..fucking seriously..:

1. "Okay, so Mike was talking to the crowd, he

said "Keep the pit going. If somone falls down you pick

them up. We want to keep this going all night long." And

Chester walked over to Mike, Looked at him and said

"Oooooh, Mike! That sounds kinky, baby." (at the SS tour)

2. "You know guys, Mike is my boyfriend..." (at another SS tour)

3. From the Summer Sanitarium Tour @ Seahawk Stadium)"My favorite part of the Linkin Park show was when Mike went over to the keyboards and sat down and said "Now im going to play Chester a little love song" Chester replys "ooh Thanks!"

4. Next up was Linkin Park. The MTV lady made us stand next to them (no complaints, teehee) because we were wearing LP shirts, and I was standing right next to Mike and Chester. Chester was looking pretty tired that day... he was all slouched over and yawning and stuff. So get this: Mike gave him this worried look, smiled a bit, then reached over to rub his back/shoulder! You could like... SEE Chester relaxing, and then smile. Mike stopped rubbing his shoulder, then put his hand around Chester's waist!

^ CAN YOU FUCKING BELIEVE THAT STUFF?!??!?! ::dies::

Hehe... to get some wonderful pics of Mike and Chaz looking like they've just fucked, visit this LJ: [url]http://www.livejournal.com/community/m_c_love_proof/[/url] and you can also read those quotes over and over and over and over and over...... like me!

Anywho! Time for some more of my shitty slash... enjoy!

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"So... what your saying, is that Mr. Froggie is better than my Jiggly Puff?"

"Yeah, that's exactly what I'm saying, Chester!"

"Ok, you wanna say that to my FACE, frog boy?!"

"Yeah, MR. FROGGIE IS BETTER THAN THAT FAT 'OL JIGGLY PUFF!"

"Why you little frog-freak!"

I cracked up laughing, along with the rest of the band as Chester leaped out of his seat on the plane we were on and ran all the way across it, and started pounding on Joe. I swear, they are fucking hilarious. They fight about childish stuff, but it's always a riot.

"Mr. Bennington, I'm gonna have to ask you to please return to your seat. You are not allowed to walk around the plane while it's in flight." A flight-intendant said, speaking softly to Chester.

"Yes ma'am," he said, backing off of Joe. "When we get to the hotel, I'm gonna kick your ass, Mr. Froggie!" Chester said, holding up his Jiggly Puff toy, acting as if he was talking to the stuffed frog.

"Yeah, you bring it on, fatty!" Joe said, acting like Mr. Froggie had said it. I wiped the tears from my eyes from laughing so hard, and looked over at Brad, who was doubled over in laughter. Rob was red as a tomato, and Phoenix just had a smooth smile on his face, obviously used to this by now.

I sighed and calmed myself as Chester sat back down beside me, a pout on his lips.

"Mike, do you think Jiggly puff is.. fat?" He asked, in all seriousness.

"Aww, of course not, Chazy." I answered, and he smiled. He snuggled his toy and stared out of the window as we landed. I grinned to myself as the plane slowed to a stop, showing that we were already in Europe.

I love it here, really. And the word 'Europe' has always sounded sort of... erotic to me. I don't know why, but it has. As the plane stopped all the way, we all stood up and stretched and made our way off the plane. A limo was waiting for us and we all hopped in. In order it was Me, Chester, Brad, Phoenix, Rob and Joe.

Chester and Joe gave each other death glares and I bit my lip so I wouldn't laugh.

"Hey, hey, c'mon guys, no more arguing, ok? We're almost at the hotel." Rob said, taking action as always.

"Who's gonna like room together?" Brad asked, looking at each of us.

"I wanna room with Rob, 'cause he likes to talk to Mr. Froggie, just like me." Joe said, smiling at Rob. We all gave Rob a stare and he mouthed, "Don't Ask" to us. I smiled and said, "I'll room with Chaz, as always."

"You guys are so like boyfriends," Brad said, grinning at me.

"Oh, how did you know, Bradford? I thought we hid it well..." Chester said, and I laughed. But I also felt a pang in my heart at the same time. There's no such luck in being with Chester... sure, we've fooled around a few times, but that was all in fun.

I don't think he's ever been serious.

We pulled up to the hotel and we all got out of the limo, stretching as we did so. Our tour manager, Bob Dallas walked up to us and said, "Alright, I've got the hotel rooms arranged for each of you. Mike, Chester, here's your key-card, don't lose it again this time!" I blushed and took it, me and Chester walking into the hotel.

Our bags were already in there, on a large rack. We grabbed them and walked to the elevator, getting in. Chester leaned against the wall of the elevator, yawning.

"You tired?" I asked, giving him a semi-concerned look. He opened one eye and half-smiled at me, saying, "Not really. I mean, I am kind of, but then again, I don't wanna sleep. How 'bout you?"

"Naw, I could go for a bit longer." The elevator stopped and we walked out of it, walking down a long, dark blue carpeted hallway, with a beige wallpaper with weird colours. I sighed and we finally got to our room, 377, and I opened the door, saying to Chester, "Ladies first."

"Bastard," he scowled, but then grinned and walked in first. I walked in and closed the door, dropping my bag beside the door. I kicked off my shoes and removed my socks, watching as Chester stripped down to his boxers only.

I forced myself to look away from him and focus on something other than his hypnotic pale skin. I sighed heavily and I heard Chester giggle.

"What are you laughing about?" I asked, looking at him from across the room.

"Well, you haven't moved from in front of the door, and you avoided looking at me when I took off my clothes," he said, walking up to me. "It is so obvious you wan't me, Michael."

I swallowed hard and looked away from him, grabbing a shirt and my boxers from my bag, walking into the bathroom. Chester grinned at me before I closed the door and I sighed heavily, closing my eyes for a moment.

I hate when he does this shit! It's an everyday thing. I hate going through it, but then again, I love it. Maybe because deep down, I have a feeling one day he'll confess that he loves me as much as I love him.

Ha! That's wishful thinking... Not gonna happen.

I grabbed a washcloth and wet it with cold water, wiping my face and just washing my body off. I wasn't really in the mood for a shower. Plus, I had taken one right before the flight, so I'm alright.

I cleaned off and changed clothes, taking my dirty ones and stuffing them into my bag. I grabbed my tooth brush and toothpaist, and brushed my teeth quickly. I put on some deodorant and some cologne, rubbing my face with my hands.

"Bathroom's yours," I announced, watching Chester bounce up off of his bed, scream, "Weeeee!" and do a very entertaining little jig. Then, he jumped off the bed, grabbed his bag, and skipped his way into the bathroom.

That was beyond amusing.

I grinned to myself and plopped down onto my bed, taking in a deep breath and letting it out slowly. We had fooled around in this very room so many times before. Everytime we come to Europe, we stay at this hotel, and we almost always have the same rooms. Well, me and Chester do. Because we ask before hand.

I smiled to myself, thinking back to when we first began messing around with one another. We had just got done with a show, and I had hurt my back on stage jumping off one of the large amps. I was laying on my stomach, my eyes closed, trying to will the pain away, when I felt another body sit on my ass.

I had looked behind me and saw Chester smiling at me. "Relax, Michael," he said in a low voice, "I know exactly how to make you feel better." With that, he gave me massage. A full body massage. He ran his hands up and down my legs, stopping at my inner thighs, daring to just move a couple inches up.

When he finally moved up my thighs, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to my neck, whispering in my ear, "You are so fucking sexy, Mike Shinoda..." Then, he stood up and I flipped over onto my back, just as he was crawling up my body.

"Ches," I whispered to him, and he smiled, leaning down and kissing me so softly.

I smiled, remembering our intense make-out scene we had that night. The whole night we touched one another, explored one anothers bodies, but never once did we cum. We agreed we could play around, but we could never cum.

If he knew how many times I snuck off to the bathroom afterwards....

My smile faded when he walkd out of the bathroom, a huge grin plastered upon his face. He jumped into his bed and let out a long sigh. I could feel him staring at me, and I looked over at him. His eyes greeted mine, and he said, "Whatcha thinkin' about?"

"Just.. stuff.." I said, shrugging.

"Oh yeah? Just 'stuff?'" He asked, raising an eye-brow.

"Yeah..." I nodded, looking away from him.

"Well... can I join you over there? It's kinda lonely over here..." I rolled my eyes to myself and nodded. He jumped up and hopped in my bed, laying beside me. I tensed some and I saw him giggle.

"Michael, why are you always so tense around me?"

"I-I..." I thought for a moment. "Who said I was.. tense?" I asked, knowing damn well half a second ago I called myself tense.

"Well, your face just screams 'TENSE!' when I'm around you. It's really quite simple to read a tensed face, such as yours." I shrugged and said, "I'm just..."

"...thinking about me?" He said, finishing my sentance. I didn't answer. I just closed my eyes, praying that'd he somehow randomly fall in love with me.

"Mike, I don't get it..." He whispered, sitting up. I looked at him, and said, "Get what?"

"You.." he whispered. "You know, I don't understand why you like me so much. I mean, I like you too, but I just.. can't let myself be with you."

So he's thought about it! Thank GOD! At least he's thought about it!

"Why not, Chester?" I asked, sitting up also, facing him. "I'd do anything to just... spend one night with you."

"Mike, I'm no good for you. I mean, look at me! I'm a fucking divorced father, who's getting old. You could do so much better." He said, and I looked down at my hands.

"Chester, look at me. You are beautiful, and I honestly love you, but..."

"...your tired of the games." He finished my sentance and I nodded, saying in a low voice, "Yes... I'm beyond tired of the games."

"And you wan't more..." he said, looking at me.

"Yes, I wan't so much more," I said in a low voice.

"...you wan't to go all the way." He whispered, and I could only give a small nod.

He pushed himself up onto his knees and crawled to me, pushing me onto my back. "Mike, why are you so good to me?"

I smiled, "Because you've always been my baby..." He smiled and blushed, causing me to grin. Taking a deep breath, he leaned down and pressed his lips against mine so softly, and I wrapped my arms around him, deepening the kiss.

He ran his tongue along the bottom of my lip, practically screaming for entrance. I opened my mouth, my tongue meeting with his, like an electric shock. I moaned from the one simple feel of his warm tongue, prodding around in my mouth. I sucked on his bottom lip, tugging his lip ring with my teeth, causing him to whimper.

I felt him growing hard atop of me and he pushed his erection into my groin, grinding us together. I moaned and we broke the kiss, panting somewhat.

"Jesus Chester," I whispered, staring deep into his eyes. "I know it'd feel so right to go all the way.. right now.. this night.. please Chester, let's make love.." I pleaded, trying to ask him with my eyes also.

He licked his pink lips, looking deep into my eyes, as if he was searching for something. "I'm nervous, Mike..." I placed my hands on his back and felt his whole body trembling, and his eyes slowly wattered before me.

He pushed himself off of me, and we quickly switched positions. I was now atop of him, staring down into his eyes. I removed my shirt and said, "Let me make love to you... Chester, I wanna make you feel good..."

He whimpered and placed his hands on both sides of my face, pulling me down for a kiss. I kissed him with all the emotion I could, and I felt his tears on my face too, as we pulled away.

"Don't make me regret this, Mike. I'm trusting you with..."

"...your body." I said, and he nodded, swallowing hard. I kissed his chest and trailed kisses over where his heart was beating furiously. "Relax, Chester. I'd never hurt you..."

He nodded and I kissed down his stomach, playing with his happy-trail. I slowly slid my fingers into the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down his milky white legs, revealing his impressive erection, that was qite large.

I licked my lips and then sucked on one of my fingers. He spread his legs for me and said, "Be gentle..." I smiled and rubbed my saliva around his tight hole. He closed his eyes, tensing himself and I whispered, "Chester, relax or it'll hurt..." He nodded and I pushed my finger into him, feeling him tighten on reflex.

I kissed both of his inner thighs and added a second finger and then slowly added a third, moving them in and out of his small body. I looked up at him and his eyes were closed, and he was biting his lower lip, moaning so lowly. I grinned and removed my fingers from inside of him, and I stood up for a moment, removing my boxers.

I collected my own pre-cum and his and spread it onto my erection and then around his small hole, giving it a little more lubrication. Once I felt we were both properly lubricated, I whispered, "Lift your legs up and put them over my shoulders."

He did as I asked and I aligned my cock with his opening and so gently began to push inside of him. But nothing happened. I couldn't get inside of him.

"Mike, what's wrong?"

"I.. I can't.. get it in." I said, blushing some. "Your like.. so damn tight.."

"Use more force.." he suggested, and I began pushing into him with more force when suddenly the head of my cock popped into him. He squeaked and took a deep breath, closing his eyes tightly as tears seeped through.

"Are you ok?" I asked before pushing in any more.

"Y-yeah... I think.. keep going.." He mumbled, and I grew dizzy as I pushed deeper into him, amazingly feeling his muscles clench even tighter to me. I let out a deep breath and said, "Chester... oh my god, you feel so... so good.."

He pulled his legs up even higher and moaned, "Mike, make it feel better... make me feel good.."

His words caused me to shiver and I began with a rhythm, thrusting in and out of him, slowly though, knowing he still felt intense pain. I changed the angle I was thrusting into him and pushed into him on the left side of his warm, tight walls.

He almost screamed and wrapped his arms around me so tightly, tears immediately rushing out of his eyes. "Shit, are you ok?!" I asked, afraid that I had hurt him terribly.

"Oh my.. oh.. oh Mike, do that again! Please!" He begged and I relized... I found his pleasure spot. "Mikey, that felt so amazing... more.. please, harder.."

I adjusted myself and slowly began pumping in and out of him, making sure the tip of my cock hit that same spot over and over, driving him even closer to the edge. His nails dug into my back, scratching roughly at my tan skin, causing me to moan from pain and pleasure.

"Mike... dear god, I've never.. oh god, felt like this.."

"What's it feel like..?" I asked, staring down at him, never slowing my perfect thrusting.

"Ohhh.. fuck.. so good, Mikey.. don't stop... go deeper.." He whimpered and I pushed harder and faster into him, causing him to cry out.

I wrapped my hand around his untouched erection and began stroking him swiftly, making sure I payed attention to the head of his cock and the underside. He opened his eyes and stared up into mine as we continued on, never wanting the moment to end. Never wanting the pleasure to end.

"Jesus, Mike, I'm there... oh yes, god.."

I grunted and moaned, feeling my orgasm approaching. I thrusted even faster into him, wanting to cum already.

"Ohh, ohh god, Chester... Ch-Chester!!!" I cried out, cuming hard inside of him, filling him with euphoria completely, still pounding into him some, though a little more gently.

"Michael... oh Mike, yes!!" He whimpered, cuming hard onto my hand, his voice hoarse and his breathing hard.

I collapsed on top of him, trying to catch my breath as we held one another, oblivious to everything except one another.

Chester whimpered when I pulled out some, but not all the way. "Chester, I love you so much.." I stated, my throat tightening.

He smiled warmly at me and said, "I love you too, Mikey. So much.."

I leaned down and kissed his lips softly, entwining our tongues together, deepening the kiss as much as I could.

And at that moment, I knew this was no longer a game.

It had become a reality.

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