Date: Tue, 16 Jan 2001 15:26:44 -0500
From: Susan Rogers <chocolate_cow_angel@hotmail.com>
Subject: wooing my beloved/chapter 10

Before I say my disclaimer, I would just like to say.. To those of
you.. whose disclaimer is longer then yer blinkin story.. GET A LIFE!

Disclaimer, This is a work of fiction.. I do not know the members of
n'sync.. nor anything bout their personal life

Also, if you are underage.. fack off and go play with yer lego... Or if you
are offended by sexual content (Cause yes..I do have some this time!)  go
play with yer Barbie's

***

Chris took my hand and led me over to the blanket that he had set up. I
smiled at him and sat down cross-legged onto the blanket. This night was
turning out great, I was going to burst I was so happy.

 Chris sat down across from me and picked up the picnic basket. I just
beamed at him. There didn't seem to be anything we could say to each other
right then. Everything had been spoken and now we were going to enjoy the
wonderful evening that lay ahead. Chris pulled out two objects wrapped in
tinfoil. I looked at Chris with a smile. I knew that the tinfoil wrapped
pouches contained sandwiches, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

 "Close your eyes Lance," Chris told me, and I obliged.

 I felt Chris's hand come closer to my mouth, and I could smell him as
well.... and I could smell something else.... It smelled like... chicken?

 "Take a bite Lance," Chris told me softly, and I did.

 After I chewed for a bit, I realized that indeed this was chicken, but not
just any chicken, chicken salad that my mum always made for me. My eyes
flew open with surprise and I gaped at Chris.

 "How did you did you know? How did you get the recipe? My mum doesn't give
that recipe out to ANYONE." I said astonished. My own mum wouldn't even
give me this recipe; I couldn't imagine what Chris said that would convince
her to give it up.

 Chris just laughed at me, "I have my ways."

 "Did you tell my mum..." I blushed red... "about us?"

 "Um.. No I thought I would leave that detail up to you. I just phoned your
mum up and told her I had done something really stupid...  and that I
needed something that would make you forgive me... so I begged her for ten
minutes that I was worthy enough and that I would never give the recipe to
ANYONE no matter what! I even burned it after I made it, but it's stored in
my head!" Chris said with a impish grin.

 "Chris, you amaze me..." I just said softly smiling at him.  "But how did
you know chicken salad sandwiches were my favourite? I NEVER told that to
ANY teeny bopper magazine!" I asked him.

 "That, I cannot tell you... I need some secrets." Chris said holding out
the whole sandwich. "Now shall we eat? I've been dying to test out these
sandwiches since I made them."

 I just nodded and took another huge bite out of my sandwich.  I realized
that the shape felt a bit funny and looked at it. Chris had cut the
sandwiches in the shape of a heart. I melted; it was SOO cheesy, yet so
adorably sweet. I just grinned at Chris to let him know I appreciated his
little gesture and he just blushed and shrugged his shoulders at me.

 "Chris, did you pack drinks?" I asked after I swallowed another bite of my
heart shaped sandwich.

 Chris nodded and reached into the picnic basket and pulled out a six-pack
of Dr. pepper. I just grinned; he even had my favourite pop! I popped the
top and took a long swig. I felt awed that Chris, had gone to lengths to
make sure that he got me all my favourite things, just like I had done that
fateful night not so long ago.

 I knew, dessert was either going to be cherry jello with whipped cream, or
double chocolate fudge cake. I remember telling magazines that those were
my favourite desserts. After I had had three of Chris' delicious
sandwiches, he informed me it was dessert time!

 Chris pulled out a brown box with the label "Tim Horton's." I was puzzled;
we didn't have a store called Tim Horton's in Orlando.

 "I smuggled this to Orlando with me, so this is imported!"  Chris said
with a giggle.

 Still unsure of what exactly it was I waited. Chris opened the box with a
flourish to reveal a heart shaped Chocolate cake covered with a thick layer
of chocolate icing. My mouth filled with drool... it looked SO yummy!

 "I thought you would like it." Chris said grinning again.  He cut both of
us a slice and put it on paper plates. He handed me mine with a fork and
smiled. "I hope you like it!"

 I dug into the cake, Ohhhh it was SO good. I gobbled it down and looked at
Chris. I noticed he was looking at me a tad bit funny and I just cocked my
head to one side and raised an eyebrow as if asking..  "What?"

 Chris set down his cake and came over to me. "You have some chocolate cake
on your lips." He said softly and smiled "Let me help you clean it off."

 My body started tingling all over! Chris's soft lips met mine and I swear
there were fireworks. It was an experience that I wanted to relive for a
long time to come. I tried to burn every feeling into my memory. Chris
slipped his arms around me and I melted towards him. For a brief moment in
time, it felt like we were one being. My body fused to his and his to
mine. I felt Chris' tongue invade my mouth and my tongue came out to greet
his. It was a total mating dance between our tongues...  quite interesting
if I must say so myself.

 Chris pulled back from me, and I felt an extreme sense of loss. I slowly
opened my eyes to try and discover what made Chris stop. I just saw him
staring at me with an impish grin. I glared at him, not understanding what
was so funny that he had to grin at me like that.

 "You looked so delightful with your eyes closed, and your lips still wet
from my kiss... that I just had to pause and burn it into my memory." Chris
said softly making me blush a zillion shades of red. I had never known
Chris to be a poet, and I must say I enjoyed it. Still...  I wanted more
kisses.

 I leaned forward to claim Chris' lips for another kiss and he turned his
head to deny me. I pouted as my lips landed on his stubbly cheek. "We have
to finish dinner Lance." Chris said and looked at me seductively.

 "But... we already had dessert... Nothing comes after dessert!" I said
puzzled.

 "That was only the beginning of dessert..." Chris said with a grin, "but I
think we both want more dessert." Chris said licking his lips.

 I gulped, unsure exactly, what Chris meant. His grin got
wider. "Why... Lance... Are we nervous?" Chris asked me trailing a
fingertip down my cheek.

 I just nodded... I WAS nervous. I hated not knowing what was going on, or
having control over what was going on. Chris seemed to have this all
planned out. I knew Chris well enough to know many surprises were going to
happen. He may be shy but he's sneaky.

 Chris pressed his soft lips to mine and I smiled, "Don't be nervous
Lance... You'll love all that I have planned for you."

 I looked deep into Chris' eyes. "I know elfkin, but I also know your
surprises ARE surprising. THAT'S what makes me nervous." I unknowingly
shuddered remembering the time Chris had handcuffed Justin to the bed in
the middle of the night, and surprised him by placing several extremely
real looking spiders on his body. Justin nearly peed himself with surprise
in the morning. Everyone knew you just didn't try to get Chris back,
because he would get you back ten times worse. I knew Chris wasn't
intending any bad surprises for me, but I was still nervous when pondering
the possibilities that he could come up with.

 Chris ran his finger tenderly along my neck, and then rubbed a spot
directly behind my ear. If I was a cat, I would have purred the minute he
touched that spot. "Don't worry Lance, I only have good things planned for
you. You'll love everything, and if you don't all you have to do is say no,
and I will stop no questions asked. " Chris said giving me a reassuring
smile.

 I felt better at Chris' comforting and I hugged him tightly.  He hugged me
back pulling me in close and wrapping his strong arms around me. I laid my
head on his shoulder, and took a deep breath and inhaled his scent. I loved
the way Chris smelled. He didn't wear cologne, but you could smell his
soap, a hint of sweat and a smell that only Chris had. When mixed together,
for me, it was an exceptionally intense aphrodisiac.

 Chris pulled back from me and looked into my eyes. "Do you trust me?" he
asked me softly with those big brown eyes.

 I just nodded, of course I trusted Chris.

 Chris took my hand and pulled me up off the floor, and led me over to the
bed. I just stood their looking at Chris, enjoying my submissive
role. Whatever Chris had in store for me tonight, I would welcome with open
arms.

 Chris smiled at me, and slid his warm slightly rough hands under my shirt
and over my back. I shivered and closed my eyes. "Arms up," Chris whispered
in my ear, and I obliged. Chris pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it
to some various part of the room. I then felt Chris' hands travel down my
chest to the front of my pants. I felt my stomach suck in at being slightly
tickled and I giggled. Chris smiled at me. His clever elfkin fingers undid
the button on my pants and his hands slid around my waist and pushed them
down, his hands briefly caressing my ass. I felt Chris tug on my boxers and
pull them down, I froze, and so did Chris. He looked at me questionly and
raised an eyebrow. "Lance, I do believe I am shocked... a thong?" Chris
said with a grin. I just blushed bright red. I had totally forgot I had put
it on after my shower.  "Um... It's my lucky one..." I stuttered out. It
WAS my lucky one... I had found it in some novelty shop when I was shopping
for Joey's present a long time ago. It was red and silk, and I loved the
way it felt. I had several other thongs too, that I hid under my boxers. I
was so embarrassed that Chris had found out my secret, I hung my head in
shame and reached for my boxers that had pooled at my feet. I knew Chris
was going to tell everyone and get a good laugh out of it.

 I felt Chris' hands on mine making me stop my movements. I looked up in
his eyes, I didn't see laughter in his eyes, just desire. I was shocked!
"Lance, before I saw this, I thought you were sexy... but now... god you
just look sexier." Chris said with a grin. I just blushed bright red. "I
never would have thought, you of all people... would own a thong, and wear
it." Chris continued and paused, "But I am so glad you do."

 I smiled at Chris with relief. "So you're not going to tell the guys?" I
asked.

 "What... and have them think of you wearing one? No way silky, no way."
Chris said with a giggle.

 "Silky?" I asked softly.

 "Your new name..." Chris said. "Now enough talking silky, lets get on with
things," Chris said with a grin.

 Feeling a lot more at ease, I grinned at Chris. "Okay Elfkin."

 "I'm going to leave this on for now... cause I find it ohh so sexy" Chris
said fingering the waistband of my thong.

 I just blushed again, and Chris took my hand. He led me over to my bed and
motioned for me to lie down, I obliged. I moved over to the centre of the
bed and looked at Chris. He pulled for silk scarves from his pocket, and I
raised an eyebrow. He just gave me a sexy grin. Chris took my right arm and
raised it up, and tied my wrist to the bed with one of the scarves,
knotting it tightly, but not to tight. He did this to my other wrist, and
my legs. I was laid spread eagle out on the bed.

 Many thoughts were running threw my head, and part of me wanted to tell
Chris to stop. I had never considered myself kinky, or involving myself in
kinky stuff like this. But another part of me was excited to try something
new. It wouldn't hurt to try it this one time, and if I didn't like
it... well... I could tell Chris to stop.

 Chris leaned down and kissed me softly on the lips. He must have noticed
my panicked expression because he gently caressed my cheek, "I would never
do anything to hurt you Lance. You can say stop whenever you want." Chris
told me softly kissing my cheek gently.

 I felt my body relaxing after those comforting words and my body relaxed
completely. Anything Chris wanted to do to me at that moment was okay with
me.

 Chris pulled out one final scarf and I gulped. I knew this scarf was to go
over my eyes, I couldn't possibly imagine where else it could go. Part of
me briefly shuddered as I thought of that cloth touching various parts of
my body. Chris looked at me worriedly and I just grinned at him, letting
him know with my eyes that it in no way was a bad shudder.

 Chris reached down and placed the folded scarf over my eyes and gently
lifted my head up and tied the scarf securely behind my head; bending down
to place a brief kiss on my lips.

 "Are you cold at all silky?" Chris asked me softly.

 I just shook my head in response. The anticipation of what Chris was about
to do made my body heat up considerably. I was thoroughly going to enjoy
this evening I surmised.

 I heard Chris moving around the room, heard a few clicking and whirring
noises and then some lulling but seductive music. Then I felt Chris's
presence return to the bed.

 "We're going to play a little game Silky." Chris told me softly. "I'm
going to touch your body with something out of my magical bag, and you're
going to inform me as to what it is."

 I smiled, at what I thought was Chris' direction. I liked the idea of this
game, playful, but sexy.

 I felt the sip of something caress my side. I felt a bit puzzled as to
what it was. I closed my eyes and tried to allow my sense of touch to
figure it out for me.

 Chris softly ran this object over my side, and I felt soft little fingers
tickling my ribs, and I got goose pimples. I shivered slightly, and
concentrated harder. It wasn't too big, but it was very soft. It felt like
tiny velvet fingers caressing my skin. "Is it a feather?" I asked Chris
softly.

 "Yes, it is." Chris said smiling. "That was an easy one, open your mouth
for your reward." Chris prompted.

 I was getting a reward? This was news to me; I wondered what it could
be. The quickest way I felt was to just open my mouth and get it over
with. I opened my mouth as wide as I could manage. I felt something cool
caress my lips and I stuck out the tip of my tongue to taste what this
was. I felt a drop of what I concluded was whip cream when my taste buds
exploded from the unexpected flavour. I felt Chris push the object into my
mouth, and I sucked it in a well, getting some of Chris' fingers in the
process. I gave them a little nibble before I returned to my prize. I ate
it slowly, and giggled with glee to find that my reward was cherry jello
with whip cream.

 "Ahh you like your reward do you?" Chris asked me softly.

 "Very much," I told him softly.

 "Next object... then maybe you'll get more jello." Chris told me.

 I just waited silently for the next object. I felt something cool, and
bristly touch my chest. I jumped slightly because this wasn't at all as
gentle as the feather. Chris ran the bristly object over my stomach and up
my chest. I shivered at the sensation of its upward movement. I felt Chris'
tongue touch my left nipple and I jumped, "Now I KNOW that's your tongue."
I said softly to Chris.

 "You would be correct, but do you know what the other object is?" Chris
asked, and I felt the tip of his tongue make its way to my right nipple and
flick it slowly. I started squirming, and then I felt the object that Chris
was talking about moving back down my stomach.  "That has to be a
hairbrush." I told him softly.

 "You would be right..." Replied Chris. I opened my mouth to be rewarded
with the jello, when I felt Chris' lips. I knew this wasn't the jello, but
who was I to complain? I allowed Chris to kiss me softly, and I opened my
mouth to receive his tongue, but acquired a mouthful of jello instead. I
felt Chris move away from me and I shivered. I liked receiving my reward.

 "I have one more object, for you to guess... then we have to go to bed."
Chris told me softly.

 "Awwwwwwwww...." I complained pitifully.

 "No awing, and no pouting... we have to get up early for a meeting. I
promise this last guess will be worth it." Chris told me tapping me
slightly on the nose.

 I didn't respond but lay there awaiting my next challenge. I felt
something soft and velvety caressing the instep on my foot. I giggled
slightly, and tried to move, but of course, I couldn't. Chris moved the
object up the inside of my leg and I shivered more. I was having a hard
time trying to figure out what this could be, and when I felt it brush over
my inner thigh, all my thoughts went down the drain and I couldn't care
what it was, as long as it didn't stop. Chris swirled whatever it was over
my inner thigh, and brought it up over my leg and let it lazily drift over
my navel. I felt it glide back down over my hip, and caressed my other
thigh. I felt myself gasping; it was indeed a pleasure trip that I wanted
to experience time and time again.

 Chris gently trailed the foreign object over my balls, and I tensed
up. Little tiny slivers of electricity were shooting up my body, and I
closed my eyes tightly. He then ran the object slowly and gently up my cock
and swirled around the head before moving down the other side. I bit my lip
hard to keep from screaming at the intense pleasures that I was feeling. I
knew the walls were thin, but any more of this and I wouldn't care what the
other band mates heard. I threw all caution to the wind and moaned loudly
as I felt Chris moving whatever torture object it was in a zigzag fashion
over my cock.

 I felt something wet twirling around the head of my cock, and I
immediately realized it was Chris' tongue. I moaned louder from the frantic
dashing of Chris' tongue over my cock, and that damned object doing a
maddening dance over my balls.

 I felt something warm and wet engulf my cock, and a tongue gently
caressing my shaft. "Gaawdd Chrrrrrrissssssssss...." I said in a primal
voice I didn't recognize and it made me blush.

 Chris knew just what to do to drive me insane. He would gently suck on my
cock, and then suck harder, like a vacuum. Allowing no air to enter his
mouth, and then moving his tongue frantically all over my cock. I then felt
his take a breath and I heard, no... felt humming....  Intensely wonderful
humming. I recognized that song as you are so beautiful, and I laughed
slightly at the corniness of it. But the vibrations from the humming were
making me squirm, and the damned object running down my thighs and over my
balls was driving me to the brink of insanity. I gave a loud shout and
warned Chris what was on its way, but to late, I came hard...

 I don't know how much Chris swallowed, but I know he must have swallowed
some because he didn't move his mouth off my cock until it was softened.

 I felt him place a kiss to my sweat dampened stomach. I wanted to tell
Chris how wonderful it was, but there wasn't enough breath in me to get it
out. My body felt languid, and content... and I don't think I ever wanted
to move again.

 Chris untied my legs, and my wrists and I scooted over on the bed for him
to join me. I left the blindfold on, because I felt it was his duty to
remove it. Chris lay down beside me and kissed my cheek.  "Any guess as to
what the mystery object was silky?" Chris asked me softly.

 "No idea," I told him, and it was true... I really HAD no clue.

 "A carnation..." Chris told me, giving me a kiss... "A purple one."

 "Nice..." I said softly.

 Chris removed the blindfold and I blinked a little bit, before focusing on
that beautiful face. "I love you elfkin," I said softly... feeling that
with those words everything that I wanted to say..  could be summed up.

 "I love you too silky..." Chris said kissing my lips.

 I kissed Chris back, and then laid my head on his shoulder.  He wrapped
his body around mine, and I wrapped mine around his. I felt into a peaceful
slumber, with my one true love... knowing that the following days could
only get better... and our love could grow much stronger.

***

~To be continued?~

So how did everyone like it? I know, it was cheesy, but I digest like 5
romance novels a week... cheesy is my life... So lemme know whatcha think

 Also, I am not sure... if I should continue... there is more I could
write... but should I? Feed back people! If I get enough responses I will
continue, if not... well then I won't!

Susie Q

chocolate_cow_angel@hotmail.com