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Beautiful	By : MsKinikufan Category: +S to Z > Ultimate Muscle Views: 1799 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Beautiful

By Ms. Kinnikufan

Disclaimer: I still don't own the characters after all this time.

You are always beautiful to the one you love. The one you love is alwbeaubeautiful to you.

Croe wears a mask. Many people don't consider the reason why Croe wears a mask. Those that do, think it's because Kevin Mask wears a mask. They are wrong.

Croe does not like to look at his face. He would rather not have other people look at his face. His face is a reminder of how the wealthy buy justice.

One night, many years a g a gang of toughs beat up Croe.

They weren't what one would imagine a gang of toughs to look l The They had the faces of angels, he remembers. He recognized them as students at a local, very private, very prestigious, high school. Croe had even been a consoler for one of them at summer camp.

Every time he tried to get up, they kick him in the stomach or the balls.

"Hey Aldin, you crave him." The youngest took a knife to Croe's face. Croe did not make a sound or let a tear run down his face. He refuse to give them that.

Croe tried to get back up. They kicked him down again.

"Jono, you slice him next." Jono took a knife to the delicate flesh of his chest.

A boy named Paul cut his arms. Jeffery played tic-tac-toe on one of his legs.

Before they could do even worse, a drunk came down the alley and spotted the gang. They chased after him, not wanting any witnesses. That was their mistake. Chasing after the drunk. They brought themselves out to a passing cop car.

They had er ler lawyers then Croe. The defense attorney mocked the extent of emotional/physically damage that had been done to Croe. Remarked that they may have felt threaten by the homosexual Croe. Finally, he questions Croe's wisdom, what kind of man's walks at night?

They got a few hours of unitunity service.

4 years of therapy. That's what it took to even come to terms with half the damage that was done. Even more years of physical training so that he could defend himself if he ever found himself surrounded again.

Croe found it hard to interact with other people. They always stared at him, as if to remark with their eyes on how freakish they thought he looked. Always staring at him.

They made him feel

Ugly.

Awkward.

Monstrous.

Alone.

Ugly.

Croe designed himself a costume that covered almost every inch of his body (it also gave the impression that he much paler skin then he really had.)

He designed a mask that covered everything but his eyes and let him breath.

He became a coach of chojins, where a costume such as his was tolerated and almost expected.

As a chojin coach, he could live an almost normal life.

Then he met Kevin Mask. He too wore a mask.

Fim, im, the mask was the cause of his pain, not the other way around.

They became closer. So close that Kevin didn't feel the need to wear his mask around Croe.

Kevin as Croe discovered, had neither the great beauty nor hideously ugly face that he was rumored to have. He was what most people would call ordinary looking. He had a great amount of freckles sprinkled around his nose and cheeks.

He had an extraordinary beautiful face to Croe.

"Croe, you okay?" Kevin asked outside the bathroom door. Croe's thoughts were interrupted. Kevin entered the bathroom. Croe tried to cover his face with his arms.

Kevin gently removed Croe's arms from his face. Kevin saw Croe's face for the first time.

Kevin did not see a horribly scarred face; He saw the face of someone who loved him, someone that was there when no one else was. Someone who truly unconditionally loved him,

Croe was alarmed at Kevin's silence. What was going through his mind had he felt that Croe had pull some sort of bait and switch on him.

An eternity stretched on.

Kevin stroked Croe's face with an unusual gentleness.

"Croe…you don't need to hide yourself from me. You never would have me hiding myself from you."

Kevin kissed of his scars. On his head. His chest. His back. Other places.

Croe tossed away his bathrobe. He would not be needing it.

Kevin's lips met his. Croe felt overwhelmed with love, like he burst with love…among other things.

Kevin's hand idly brush against Croe's groin. Croe moaned lightly.

Croe slid his hands under Kevin's shirt, Croe'rm trm touch making him remove it.

They moved to the bed, the bathroom floor not being the most romantic of comfortable place to make love.

Croe yanked Kevin's pants off. They then laid next to each other, calm and sedate.

"You are beautiful Croe, no matter what society thinks." Kevin stroked Croe's face tenderly.

Croe snuggled up to Croe, their bodies pressing together. Their mutual need as apparent as their arousals rubbed against each other.

Croe thrusted his tongue into Kevin's mouth. Their tongues slowly and sensually mingled with each other.

Kevin's hand slowly traveled down Croe's stomach. He gave Croe's stiff arousal a gentle squeeze.

Croe withdrew from Kevin's mouth lai laid on his back and moaned loudly as Kevin began to gently caresses his hard arousal.

"Lie still Croe, I'm going to "prepare" you so it won't hurt."

Kevin got out a bottle of hypoallergenic hand lotion and squeezed out a generous amount. He rubbed his had together until they were creamy with lotion.

"This may be a bit uncomfortable at first." Kevin slowly stuck a finger into Croe's tight entrance.

"Ahhh…. your hands are cold." Croe shuddered.

Kevin slowly added another finger, carefully stretching Croe.

Croe blushed pink as Kevin stretched him and became even more aroused as Kevin's fingers brushed against a pleasurable area.

"Ahhh…In…Inside Me Now!" Croe arched his hips.

Kevin slid a condom on and slowly entered Croe.

Kevin had learned much from being the bottom to Malice. Malice just penetrated him without any preparation or tenderness. It only could have been worse if Malice had actually raped him, instead of just preying on Kevin's lack of experience. Kevin truly loved Croe and wanted it to be a pleasurable experience for them both.

Croe's eyes roll back as Kevin filled him. It wasn't exactly painful or unpleasant…just very different.

They both laid still for a moment, adjusting to the new sensations.

Kevin's hand tenderly took Croe's and slowly began to move.

"Ahhh…Oh God…uhnnnn." Croe was feeling hot little sparks of pleasure going up his spine. He began pushing back when Kevin was thrusting. He tightly gripped Kevin's hand.

"Squeak, Squeak, Bang Bang, Oh God! Squeak Bang Bang, Squeak, OH GOD!" that was what the man in the next room heard.

Goddamn horny chojins. They think everyone wants to hear them. He unsuccessfully tried wrapping a pillow around his hand to muffle the noise.

"Oh God! Oh God!" Croe panted as Kevin repeatedly thrusted inside him.

Croe's moans and pants pleased Kevin; they added to his own pleasure.

Croe you’re the first one I'm truly making love too. Kevin thought. It was true in the most emotional sense, he had slept with Malice before and Max Man to piss Malice off, but he didn't love either of them. He loved Croe and hoped this would be the first of many times they would make love.

Croe panted louder and harder. Soon he would…"Ohhhh…Ahhhh…KEVIN!" Croe felt the hot sparks of pleasure become pure lightning.

Kevin gasped as he felt Croe's warm tightness enveloped him.

"Cr…Croe, I love you!" Kevin gave one last deep thrust.

They laid connected for a moment, enjoying the aftershocks of their orgasms.

Kevin then tenderly withdrew from Croe, and with one smooth motion, removed and tossed the condom into a conveniently placed wastebasket.

Kevin and Croe cuddled, enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking.

"Nothing can destroy this moment." Croe murmured.

Then a voice came from the next room: "Hey you horny bastards done? Thank God, 'cause some people are tryin' ta sleep!"

"Not even him…" Kevin added.

Kevin tiredly nuzzled Croe. Soon they were peacefully asleep; unaware of what might trouble them next, Croe drooling slightly on Kevin.

Author's notes: Well for better or for worst, that was my first lemon. You have seen this before on Fanfiction net, except with out lemon. Please take note that this was written before Valentine's Day 2004, and thus is not consistent with current Ultimate Muscle continuity. Be on the lookout for the uncensored version of Southern Comfort, with the scene that was too hot for fanfiction net.

Comments? Questions? Flames? I love getting them all, (well not flames, but I ain't stoppin' ya) send 'em to doralee232001@yahoo.com
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