Ok, another random story. Um, I was inspred to write this by reading a story called "The Edge Of Luncy". Just the way Mike explained how Chester looked... yeah, that's what inspired me to write this.

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My god, you are beautiful.

Absolutely stunning in every way.

You have to be an angel sent from God. No one I know or have seen is as beautiful as you are. Are you aware of your beauty?

We are on tour right now, in Paris, France, and we are in a hotel. It’s always you and I that room together. We’re best friends, partners in crime, lovers.

You’re sitting on your bed right now, watching TV and drinking a Mountain Dew. I watch as you lift the can up to your lips and tilt it back, drinking the liquid. The way your lips form on the can is weirdly a turn-on.

“Staring again, Shinoda?” You ask, grinning at me. I blush and stand up from the couch, walking over to your bed. I sit down beside you and you snuggle closer to me and I open my arms, holding you close to me.

To know I can wake up everyday and see you is a blessing.

You take another sip of your drink and I purposely look down to watch you do so. Your lip ring taps on the can lightly when your lips make contact with the can. You sigh once you swallow the liquid and then catch me looking at you again.

“What’s up with the staring?” You ask and I shrug.

“Sorry, your just...” I can’t even put it into words.

“I’m pretty, I know,” You say jokingly, and I smile.

“Yes, your pretty. Beautiful actually,” You blush and say, “So are you, Mikey,” I blush also and sigh, looking deep into your eyes. Your eyes are so full of life. They’re dark brown, big, wide, bright and just... hypnotic.

Another thing that is hypnotic is your tattoos. Anyone, who has seen them, knows they are lovely upon your pale skin. The colours of them seem to move across your skin, which confuses me when I look at you sometimes, but always seems to get me.

You smile your gentle smile and look back at the TV. You’re watching The Critic on Comedy Central and you laugh suddenly at something the characters have done. I can’t help but smile also. Your vocals are so strongly wonderful to hear.

Throughout our relationship I have commonly memorized everything about you. It’s all so clear to me. You’re bad habits, your faults, what makes you mad, what makes you happy, what makes you laugh, what makes you cry. I know it all. Though your features have changed, I still know what you’ve looked like every single day since the day we met.

The day we met...

What a great day that was. When I laid eyes on you, I couldn’t help but be taken aback. You overwhelmed me, and struck me with so much power. I was shocked someone as you was living on the same planet I was.

You suddenly lift your hand up – your back is pressed against my chest – and you place your fingers in my hair. You twist the dark blue strands and then tilt your head back somewhat, smiling at me.

I also remember the day we became one.

Oh, how could I forget?

You had spent the night with me and we were watching movies in my room. Horror movies, not scary to me, but obviously that had shaken you up some. You asked if you could sleep in my bed with me and I was more than willing to let you.

Things moved on from there. I remember you placing your hand on my chest and smoothing it down my stomach, complimenting me on my tanned, smooth skin. I did the same to you, but let my hand move further down. From then on, we’ve been together.

Masters of our love, knowing everything about one another.

Bur I wonder... do you think of me this way? Do you have the same pleasant thoughts of me like I have of you? Do I amaze you?

I can’t help but let out a content moan as you massage my scalp somewhat. Removing your hand, you sit your drink on the small side table beside the bed and then straddle my hips.

I run my hands up your back and then pull your shirt up and over your head. You then remove mine also and immediately our lips meet.

You’re lips are so soft, so gentle and move against mine like liquid. Your silky tongue snakes it’s way into my mouth and it massages my tongue, causing us both to moan.

You break the kiss and glare over my chest, eyeing me. I blush somewhat and you begin to unbutton my pants, whispering to me, “Mikey, I want you,”

You stand up and fully remove your own clothing and once my clothes are removed also, you grab the lotion and squeeze some out onto your hand. My member is hard now, wanting attention. Namely, from you.

You take my member into your hand and apply the lotion to it. I gasp at the coolness of it but then relax when your warm hands wrap around the head. I moan and you pull your hands away and straddle my hips once more.

You’re never the one to be slow when it comes to sex.

I’ve also noticed you like to get right down to it.

You lift yourself somewhat and line your tight entry with my cock and slide down onto me with a little force. Gasping, you let out a painful groan and I wrap my arms around you, pulling you even closer to me.

Slowly and gently you pull up and then sink back down onto me, filling yourself with me. I moan and ask, “Are you ok?”

You nod and continue moving atop of me, and then suddenly you pummel down hard and moan loudly. I’ve hit your spot. I can’t help but be turned on even more by the look on your face. It’s mixed with pain, pleasure and anxiousness all in one.

I notice the way you use your muscles to move on me, bringing yourself up and pushing back down, concentrating hard on making sure I hit your spot.

You’re unbelievably tight and I feel myself throbbing inside of you. The way you break out into a sweat so quickly is amazing. Your pale skin is now warm and covered with a slick sweat, giving you an erotic shine.

You wrap your long arms around me and continue to thrust up and down on me, moaning my name lowly.

“Mikey...”

I bite my bottom lip and scratch my nails down your back gently. You pull back a little to look at me, never ceasing your thrusts. I push up when you push down, wanting to go even deeper into you.

I want all you are.

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to crawl inside of your skin and just be one with you forever.

I know it would have to be spectacular.

I feel your hardness between us and I swiftly take it into my hand, pumping you in tune with your pleasuring thrusts.

“Oh Mike,” You gasp, your breathing coming out in rapid pants. My breathing has quickened also and I open my eyes, staring into yours deeply.

“Chester, oh... I’m gonna cum,” I rasp and I pull you closer to me if it’s possible. I continue to pump your length, using your dripping pre-cum to aid as lubricant.

Whimpering as I push harder into you, you clutch to my sweaty, darker skin and cry, “Mike!” as you cum onto my hand. The feel of your warm cum and the sound of your cries send me over the edge hard as I cum inside of you, filling you with my euphoria.

You go lax in my arms, and I hold you tightly, both of us trying to calm down and catch our breath. After a few moments you pull back and press your lips against mine, kissing me passionately.

Breaking the long kiss after awhile, you slowly lift yourself up and I pull out. We lay beside each other on the hotel bed and I pull you closer to me, kissing you again.

“I love you, Chester,” I whisper. I can’t help when tears collect in my eyes. My love for you cannot be expressed through words – for there are none that can explain it.

“I love you too, Mike,” You breathe, and grab onto my hand, lacing our fingers together. I look at your pale hand on top of my tanned one, amazed by the contrast.

I reluctantly swallow the lump in my throat and look back up at you to see the tears in your eyes. Without words, I tell you you’re my everything and I adore everything that you are.

You sigh contentedly and move closer to me. You’re eyes are filled with love and passion for no one else but me.

“You’re my fascination, Chester...”

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