Role Playing

"Baby, I want to try something new."

Chris looked up from his video game and glanced at Phil, who was sitting cross legged on the couch and looking at him expectantly. "What do you mean?" he asked.

Phil suddenly turned an bright shade of pink. "Well you know…"

"No, I don't know," Chris said with a shake of his head. He paused the game and turned his full attention to Phil. "Do you mind filling in the blanks for me?" He watched as Phil began chewing on a loose strand of hair and he smirked when the younger man's face turned even more pink. "Ah," he said wisely. He was catching on to what Phil was getting at. "Let me guess…it has something to do with sex."

The pink on Phil's face turned into red and it was so adorable that Chris had to get up and go over there to give him a kiss. "Come on baby, you can tell me. You don't have to be shy about it."

Phil shook his head. "I know but…well I was talking to Evan and John earlier-"

"Wonder Twinks, unite!"

Phil glared at Chris for that. "No matter how much you say that, it's still not going to be funny."

"Oh yes it will be. You just wait and see."

Phil rolled his eyes and decided to just ignore that comment. "Anyway, they were going on about their sex lives and they made me realize that we never really experiment with anything new."

"There was that time we did it in Mark's car-"

"Yeah but I didn't really have much fun then," Phil reminded him. "I was too afraid of him coming out and finding us."

"But he didn't."

"Yeah, but that's only because Cooper thought it was funny and swore to keep it a secret."

"True," Chris conceded. He put around his arm around Phil and pulled him close. "Well what exactly do you want to do? Do you want one of us to get tied up?"

"Maybe…I kind of have a fantasy in my head but I don't know if you'll be up for it."

Chris snorted loudly. "Not up for it? Baby please. This is me you're talking about. I'm up for anything."

"You're going to think I'm weird though."

"No I won't."

Phil looked at him hopefully. "You promise?"

Chris nodded. "Yeah. I promise."

…

"Okay, he's weird," Chris muttered under his breath as he prowled around outside his own house. "Very very weird." He ducked behind a tree so Phil wouldn't see him when he glanced out the window. Their next door neighbors were watching him from their window and he had no idea what he was going to say if they asked him what the hell he was doing. They were an elderly couple and he doubted having to hear about how their neighbor that looked like a "hooligan" wanted his boyfriend to break into their own house and "attack" him was something they would enjoy.

He waited until Phil had his back turned and then he darted into the backyard, looking very clumsy and un-Jericho like as he tripped and fell because of a mole hole. "Ow! Damn it to hell…" He jumped back up to his feet and brushed himself off, already planning to kill anyone who saw that. "Stupid mole…I'm going to drown you later," he vowed before sneaking up the back porch and going in through the open window. He could hear Phil singing from the other room and he smiled as he tip toed along, managing to sneak up on the raven haired man without being noticed. "Gotcha!" he shouted as he grabbed him from behind.

BAM! Phil screamed and elbowed Chris right in the face. "Oh my God!" he exclaimed when he turned around and realized what he had done. "Chris I'm so sorry!"

"Ow!" Chris groaned unhappily. "What the hell man? I agree to role play with you and this is what you do to me?"

"I'm sorry!" Phil exclaimed. "I got a text from Jeff and I got distracted and forgot." He started frantically checking Chris's face. "Is there a bruise? Did I break anything? I'm really fucking sorry."

Chris shook his head. "I think I'm alright," he said to put Phil at ease. There probably wasn't anything broken but it sure felt like there was. "Really." He took his hand off his face and gave his boyfriend the biggest smile he could manage.

Phil nodded and sighed in defeat. "So much for my idea."

Chris shook his head. Despite the fact that his face felt like shit, he was not about to be denied. He had not run around outside his house like an idiot and got blasted in the face for nothing. "I wouldn't say that." Smirking evilly, he threw Phil over his shoulder and carried him into the bedroom, where he promptly threw him down on the bed and climbed on top of him. Getting back into the game, Phil started trying to fight him off, but Chris easily overpowered him. "And this has got to go…" he said as he ripped Phil's shirt off his body. He started trying to go for Phil's jeans next but Phil grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down for a searing kiss, effectively distracting him. Hopefully he doesn't act like this with someone who breaks into the house for real, or we're going to have a serious problem.

"Chris," Phil panted as the blonde started kissing and biting his way down his body. "Fuck me. Hard."

"Fuck you hard?" Chris was all over that idea. He quickly ripped Phil's jeans off before getting up just long enough to discard his own pants. "How hard?" He got back on the bed and grabbed a fistful of Phil's hair. "Huh? How hard? Tell me slut!"

Phil's eyes narrowed. "Babe-"

"Slut was too far?" Chris guessed.

Phil nodded.

"Sorry." Chris began kissing Phil sweetly, not stopping until he not only had him kissing back but practically begging for more. He quickly got back into character, pinning Phil's hands down above his head before positioning himself between the ravenette's legs and slamming into his warm, tight heat, groaning as Phil screamed.

"Jesus fuck!" Phil shouted. His eyes had almost rolled all the way into the back of his head.

"My name is not Jesus Fuck. It's Chris-"

"Oh shut up and fuck me."

Chris raised his eyebrows. "You wouldn't really say that to someone who broke in to rape you, right?" He just had to ask. He had to be sure or there was going to be a very serious discussion going down when they were done.

Phil rolled his eyes. "No, okay? Now will you shut up and keep attacking me?"

"Gladly." Chris pulled three fourths of the way out before slamming back in. Phil howled and started making not even half hearted attempts to get his hands free so he could "fight" him off. Chris watched his lover's face as he moved in and out of him, taking delight in the fact that he was the one giving him this pleasure. "So fucking beautiful," he whispered. He attacked Phil's lips and neck with kisses, getting lost inside of him and forgetting all about the game they were playing.

"Chris," Phil moaned needily. "I'm gonna cum…"

"Do it," Chris ordered. He grabbed Phil's cock and began to stroke it. "Cum for me baby."

Phil threw his head back and moan, his warm seed coating Chris's hand almost immediately after the order had been given. His tight walls tightened even more around Chris's cock and he came next, his lightly sweat covered body trembling as he collapsed on top of Phil.

"I think…we should do that again sometime," Phil said happily. He wrapped his arms around Chris and kissed him. "What do you think?"

"Can we leave out the part where you bust my face for real?"

"Of course."

"Okay then. Then I'm in."

…

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