Challenge Fic: Endgame
“Queen to D5.”
Hal shivered slightly as Kyle’s queen moved across the board and did vicious battle with his rook. When he invited Kyle over for game night, he didn’t think that he would be losing this badly or that his apartment was this cold.
“The pants, Jordan. Lose’em,” Kyle ordered smugly. He sat cross-legged on the floor of Hal’s apartment, nice and cozy as his lover took off his jeans. Strip chess rocked.
Hal contemplated his next move. He wore only his ring and boxers so he had to make his next move count.
“How about we play another game?” He suggested crawling over the board to sit in Kyle’s lap. Stretching sinuously, he wrapped his arms around the younger man’s shoulders.
“Tempting,” Kyle admitted, “but since I’m actually winning for a change let’s continue. Besides, don’t you want to see my endgame?”
Hal cupped his face and kissed him deeply. “That’s what I’ve been trying to do all night!”