Lay It On The Line (Visual)


Kiara Jones sat beside Kevin Richardson, her best friend since both thought the opposite sex was icky, on a couch in his apartment with her arms around him, trying to make him stop sobbing. She looked down at his face. It was bright red, and almost completely wet from his tears. "Oh Kevin, why are you acting like this?" Kiara asked sadly.
"I just can't believe she's gone," Kevin sobbed, the palms of his hands pressed tightly to his eyes as if that alone could stop the flow of tears.
"Kevin, I know it's horrible to lose someone you love, I know that just as much as you do. I lost momma, remember?" Kevin nodded, not making a sound. He let out another loud sob, and began to rock himself. "Oh, Kev, I really think this is a bit much though."

"But she's gone, Ki," he exclaimed, calling her by his name for her he'd had since child hood. "I'll never see her pretty green eyes staring up at me, looking into my soul ever again."
"Kevin, please, I know you're hurting," Kiara said, hugging her closer to him. She leaned her head on his shoulder. "Shh," she whispered, in attempt to soothe him. "Everything will be better if you let it get better."

"How am I gonna live without her tho?" Kevin insisted. "My life will be so empty." Kiara took a deep breath. It was time he face the music.
"Kevin, it was a cat," Kiara said flatly. She could feel him hesitate. When he was hesitating she could always tell, he even stopped breathing.
"But she was my favourite cat," Kevin exclaimed through his tears.

Kevin peeked through his fingers to look at her face. 'She ain't buyin it,' he thought to himself. Okay, here's the deal. His plan was a simple on in the start. He would kiss her and tell her how in love with her he was, how he had been for nearly four years now. He would tell her that the only reason he'd broken up with the women he'd dated in the past four years was because he always found himself comparing them to her. Well, he hesitated on the initial kiss, which led her to believe he was hiding something from her. He tried to insist that there was nothing wrong, but she told him he couldn't fool her. Then she had to add the phrase she always taunted him with. "You know you can't act your way out of a wet paper bag, so don't bother trying to lie to me, Kevin Richardson." Somewhere in between then and now, he had begun to cry over the cat. No cat had actually died, but she believed one had, and so he was happy. Sorta. So he had strayed from his original plan, he would get to it. Right now he was bent on proving to her he could act his way out of a paper bag, ESPECIALLY a wet one. He'd get back to the original plan eventually. He noticed she looked a little sad, and felt bad for it, but decided he couldn't just stop.

Kiara looked over at Kevin's tear stained face, and desperately wished she could do something more to comfort him. She'd never seen him act so distraught over a cat before, and it pained her that he was in so much pain. She sighed, and hugged him closer, thinking about her own little problem. Four years ago, she'd woken up and realized that she was in love with her best friend, him, of course. Ever since, she'd had to restrain herself constantly from leaning over and just kissing him. There had been so many times when she had been so close to telling him what she felt, but she always managed to find the will power to keep it to herself.

"Kev, it wasn't even your cat," Kiara added after a period of silence. The sobs began again. "Dammit, Kevin, it was your brother's cat, why the hell are you crying over a damn cat? It was ancient, you knew it was gonna be put down for months!"

"Oh Ki, how will life go on?" He wrapped his strong bare arms around her, and pulled her onto his lap. He held back a groan of excitement as her rear rubbed against him, and buried his face in her neck.
"You still have me," Kiara attempted feebly. She gently smoothed back his hair. She felt a tremor go through her as Kevin's lips touched the skin on her neck. 'It's nothing,' she told herself. 'It's just a coincidence, don't make anything out of it.' But, when his lips moved along her skin, and his tongue reached out to touch it as well, she know it wasn't a coincidence. She moved her head to the side, then feebly tried to push him away. "Kev, what are you doing?" Kiara breathed. He raised his head and looked into her eyes.

"I thought that was pretty evident," he told her in a low, sexy tone. Kiara's breath caught in her throat for a moment. He moved back to what he was doing, his lips moving lower, until they had reached the neck of her shirt. She gasped as she felt him grow hard under her.

"Kevin, stop," Kiara asked. "Please." He shook his head, sending little vibrations through her body. "I can't," he half whispered, "I've wanted this for too long to stop it." She put his hands on his face and forced him to look her in the eyes, searching for some kind of answer there. When she didn't say anything, he leaned in and kissed her hard on the lips, forcing her mouth to move against his. She opened her mouth under his and allowed his tongue entry, plunging her fingers into his short silky hair. He explored the walls of her mouth, letting his hands begin to roam her body, sliding up under her thin T-shirt. She suddenly pulled away from him, but surprised him when she pulled her shirt over her head and threw it on the floor.
She looked at him a little shyly, then captured his lips again, pressing herself against him. He tore his lips from hers and kissed down her front, then traced the outline of her bra with his tongue. He watched as her nipples became hard. He took on in his mouth through the fabric. She moaned as he sucked on her, nipping her occasionally. She squirmed against him, causing him to groan out loud. He picked her up into her arms, and moved into them into his bedroom. He laid her gently on the bed, then slowly drew her pants over her hips before standing to remove his own shirt and pants. He climbed beside her, still wearing his boxers.

"Kevin, I really don't know about this," Kiara commented. "Everything will be alright, Ki," he whispered to her gently. "I love you." He kissed her gently again, before moving his lips down to her stomach, then between her legs, spreading them as he went. He teased her through her panties, then pressed his tongue to a wet spot on the white silk. She moaned his name as he tongued her and the fabric rubbed against her sensitive skin. Her hips bucked slightly at the sensations flowing through her body, but he pushed her hips back down. He pulled down her panties, then threw them to the floor beside her pants. He spread her legs wider before placing two fingers inside of her. He moved them slowly in and out, making her moan lowly. Her hips lifted off the mattress and he began to finger her faster. He kissed the inside of her thighs and bit down gently on one. She panted his name and she felt herself coming, then suddenly he stopped. She looked at him with bleary vision, confused. "Just relax babe. I'm not finished yet." He removed his fingers from her, and put his mouth were his hands had been. She gasped in ecstasy, arching her back suddenly. He teased her with his mouth, tugging at her folds with his teeth and tongue. She moaned loudly, as if in pain, but he know she was only enjoying it. He smiled to himself before thrusting his tongue into her, making her cry out his name. He continued to thrust his tongue into her, even as he felt her tighten and her hips rose from the bed. She screamed out as she came under his tongue. He smiled at what he had accomplished, then crawled up and loomed over her.
"What are you smiling about?" Kiara demanded. She quickly rolled him onto his back so she was over top of him. "Ki," Kevin said, shaking his head. "What are you doing?" "You'll see," she told him with a smile that revealed nothing. She kissed down his chest, trailing her tongue along the curves of his muscular chest. He sighed and leaned back, closing his eyes. She moved over to his right nipple, flicking her tongue over it quickly. He gave a small gasp. She smiled before doing it again, getting the same response. Kiara took his nipple into her mouth, sucking it, tugging it with her teeth. He gave a full out groan this time, pleasing her. She moved to the left nipple, doing the same. She felt him growing harder, pressing against her soft stomach. She removed her bra, then moved down, purposely dragging her breasts across his chest, then his hardness.

"Oh, Ki," he breathed. "Do that again." She smiled again, then repeated it. She pulled his boxers off, then took him in her hands. He yelped, sitting upright. "Ki, damn, woman, your hands are freezing." Kiara laughed at his wide eyes. She wrapped her lips around his shaft and sucked gently. He groaned, laying back again.
"Is that warm enough for you?" she asked huskily. "Uh huh," he managed. She placed him in her mouth again, sucking him again, and moving her mouth over him. She scraped her teeth along him, and he yelled her name. She licked him up and down, using her hands as well. He reached down and pulled her up to him before rolling her. "No more," he whispered, eyes flashing. He tested to see that she was wet before thrusting into her. She gasped at the force of his thrust. He pulled almost out of her before thrusting himself back in. He thrust harder and faster, her cries for more making him strive for more. He kissed her hard as he felt her tighten around him, her legs coming around his waist to pull him deeper into her. His mouth caught her cries as she began to come, until the last second when she tore her mouth away. "Oh, Kevin. Oh baby I love you so much!" she yelled, hugging him tightly to her as the waves of pleasure overtook her. Her confession sent him over the edge and he shouted her name as he came. Both collapsed, exhausted. He rolled off of her and lay on his side, looking at her. 'She looks so beautiful,' he thought to himself. She turned onto her side as well.

"You didn't have to move you know," Kiara said to him softly. He smiled. "I just thought I would be to heavy," he explained. "I didn't want to hurt you." She smiled back at him, lovingly. "You could never hurt me. You love me, and I love you." "You really meant that?" Kevin asked, stroking her face, his eyes worried. She nodded. "Do you think I would lie about something like that?" she asked. He hesitated. "No," he said finally said. "I love you, Ki." "I love you too, Kevin," she whispered. He put his arms around her and she snuggled into his chest. "What happened? I thought you were so worried about that cat of your brothers," Kiara commented. "What cat? Oh, ya, that cat. Well, I have something to say to you about that. So, you think I can't act my way out of a wet paper bag, huh?" Kiara looked at him questioningly, then her eyes widened as understanding dawned. "You bastard!" she exclaimed, hitting him. He laughed, and wrapped her tighter in his arms. He kissed her forehead as she let out a yawn. They fell fast asleep in each other's arms.

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