Pillow Talk | By : SelinaKyle Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > KISS Views: 1226 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of KISS. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
The Spaceman lay back down and arched his neck back, inviting his lover to come close. Paul fell for it like bait and began running soft tender kisses up and down that beautiful neck and jaw line. It was like music to his ears when he heard the Celestial let out low moans emerge from his black pouty lips. Paul chuckled to himself as he let out a small triumphant smile before he allowed himself to explore his lover’s body. Ace writhed underneath the Starchild. The moment was as surreal as it was stellar. Talented hands ran up and down the chiseled torso which included that furry chest. Ace chortled to himself before a small smile crept over his delicate profile.
“I told you, I am not ticklish,” Paul whispered into the other man’s ear before kissing him on the cheek.
“I know,” Ace responded, “I just like touching…..” He looked up to meet his lover’s gaze. Silver colored features glistened even in the low light. Paul shifted himself so that his weight wasn’t crushing the lead guitarist’s and supported himself on his thighs.
“And, what do you think that’s gonna get you? You too good to talk to me now?” Paul said in a teasing manner before he once again planted a kiss, this time on Frehley’s neck.
“No. I just thought this was kinda weird, but now I can see why the girls love it,” Ace said suggestively. Paul smiled softly at his band mate’s confession.
“What do you mean?” Paul said playfully. Ace adjusted his weight underneath him.
“I mean, doesn’t it tickle them?” Ace said in a teasing manner. His deep dark brown eyes went from Paul’s furry chest to his face.
“I didn’t hear you laughing!” Paul smirked again. He leaned forward and wrapped his forearms around Ace’s head who reciprocated the form of loving expression by running his hands up and down the other’s back.
“That’s cuz it’s hard to laugh when you’re getting laid,” Ace let out a small chuckle.
Never had he considered sleeping with a colleague, much less another male, and even worse, someone in the same band who was famous for its womanizing. But with Ace, it was different. There was something oddly other wordy about him that transcended gender. Paul had to admit to himself that he was a bit surprised with Ace’s brazenness yet at the same time, it fit his profile to a tee. He was the most laid back of the bunch and that took some weight of his shoulders.
“You can touch all you want, baby, cuz I ain’t going anywhere…” Paul said with a tender smile which was reciprocated by the Spaceman. He ran a hand by that mane of dark brown hair.
“What about the other guys? We tell them that we were kidnapped by Space pirates and that we were stranded at sea?” Ace chuckled at his own words. Paul gleamed.
“Sure we can tell them. You do that. Gene will eat it up,” Paul adjusted his body weight again, making it so that he stretched out and met Ace’s body in concordance to his own.
“You think he will? Is it because he thinks I’m a spaced out weirdo?” Ace chuckled. Paul smirked at that beloved laugh.
“Nah, he just wouldn’t buy this,” Paul admitted. He let out a small sigh. At one hand he was suspended being Paul Stanley, The Lover and a part of it felt like a show, just as overtop and theatrical and here he was indulging in what his inner heart really desired. Yes, he loved the females but Ace brought out a little fire within him. It was a different kind of desire, one might say forbidden or latent but he could not deny that feeling of butterflies in his stomach every time he was within close range of the other man. He had this spontaneous, child like sort of nature that lessened the grip that took a chokehold on him.
“Why are you around him so much? Can’t he handle the business affairs on his own?” Ace perked up. His calloused hands thumbed the white chin of the Starchild.
“We both do that, actually. I like keeping an eye on these sorts of things,” Paul interjected.
“But you’re always so tense. Loosen up…” Ace smiled suggestively as he altered his position as much as he could. Paul’s build was muscular in contrast to his own slender frame.
“I manage when I can. You know, that is one thing I have always admired about you. You are so…uninhibited,” Paul grinned at the Celestial below him. Truth be told, there was something oddly attractive about someone as original and creative as he was. Yes, even though he was the Starchild, lead singer, KISS front man who conducted the spectacle onstage, still felt reserved in some aspect. It wasn’t so much as he was physically, thought that might have played a small part, his heart was the part of him that felt caught in a leash. Ace tempted that inner flame whenever he strutted alongside the Starchild onstage. His dramatic movements and shaking of his hips teased the Lover.
“That’s cuz I don’t have Gene’s cooties on me,” Ace cackled.
“And if you do, I’m gonna tackle you!” Paul said mischievously. He planted another peck on that silver cheek.
“And why is that? Jealous are we?” Ace said jokingly.
“I’ve seen how you interact with Gene. No fair!” Paul said with a small laugh.
“I didn’t know you were into threesomes!” The Celestial replied before he let out a small chuckle.
“No. I am not,” Paul said in a firm but light manner. “I just merely pointed out how you mingle with Gene out there….”
Ace scoffed at the suggestion.
“I just want to let him have his fun! It’s nothing serious,” Ace said warmly. A small crease appeared on his mouth. God, that soft smile was so inviting.
“What about what we did? Wasn’t that serious?” Paul interjected. He propped himself up and again before he lay back down and pressed his body towards Ace’s.
“As serious as this!” Ace said before he grabbed Paul’s jaw and pulled him closer for another passionate kiss. Paul’s muscles loosened their grip and relaxed as he let himself be guided by his band mate. Ace’s thighs rose up and tightened around Paul’s waist, bringing him closer. Both moaned into each other’s mouths, savoring one another’s tastes as they did so. The lead guitarist’s finger tips scaled from the back of the lead singer’s backbone, telling him that it was okay and that he needn’t be so tense or nervous. Paul chuckled to himself, thinking that if he did not know better, Ace was trying to strum him like a musical instrument.
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