I try and try again, to chase the demons, the black thoughts out of my brain. I focus on filling it up with thoughts of golden sunshine beaches, mist covered pine trees, tall mountain peaks, and yet the darkness lingers. I inhale every positive experience I can muster, visualizing the air as it makes its way up into my mind to scoot the dark out. Sometimes I call all of my beautiful, loving scenes and moments together, all at once, to expel the gloom that riddles my mind. And yet it lingers. 

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“The distance between two points increases over time. Disconnecting and fragmenting their connections. This is a painful experience, full of bitterness and resentment that ebbs and flows over memories and nostalgics. But there is a gorgeousness that exists in this like pale watercolours over solid black lines. It will always linger, but it becomes a part of you, for better or worse, keeping you who you are and marking you with scars like brands you can never escape or change but must always grow with. I believe in so many things, but that doesn’t make them passions. So why don’t you tell me who you are?”

–Anne Carson, from “Short Talk On Travelling.“ Short Talks (Brick Books, 1992)

Lingering

(Kendall Roy x Reader)

A Kendall Roy (Succession) One Shot

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1.6k+

Author’s Note: I would like to thank this gif for inspiring me to write this One Shot. Simply kissing Kendall, a little moment worth indulging over. Talk about being whipped, eh? Enjoy y’all!

My previous Ken One Shot “Anything & Everything”can add a bit of depth and meaning to this fic even if these are both one shots.

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Lingering.

It was what your heart rejoiced for, when you kissed him. The manner in which every second was savored, brushing one’s nose against his. Drinking in the atmosphere of eventuality, before lips finally unite. Tasting his kisses at the slowest of speed.

It was the lingering, that deemed it all so worthwhile.

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Thirsty.

That was what you were. Processing your need, you waited outside the building after ringing the bell, shrugging one’s shoulders acknowledging the Spring chill.

You took a gander at your surroundings. The spring bloom of the trees nearby served to be the most apt morning greeting, amidst the concrete jungle that was New York city.Returning to your thirst. You thirsted for rejuvenation. The scent of a roasting brew crossed your. mind, causing your mouth to water all the sudden. However, given where you stood, looking up at the majestic building before you, it was a different kind of rejuvenation you longed for. A pair of lips that belonged to a man whose beating heart you’d protect with all your life. It had been too long. Yet, today you would not be so fortunate. You knew.

Yet, there you were anyways, standing up straight as you heard the door open at last.

“Where on earth…did you get that Eggs Benedict recipe, and can I… steal it?”

You made your playful query at Carla, one of the Roy House Staff. As expected, she was surprised:

“You came all this way to tell me that?” She said, to which you shook your head.

“Nope” you said, “I also wanted to give you …this” as you handed her a rather big box, wrapped with a ribbon. Gasp left Carla’s lips when she opened it:

“Max Mara?” She exclaimed, taking out a cream – colored Cashmere shawl.
“Your favorite, I presume?”
“No. No! You shouldn’t have-”
“Carla!” you said, “Your birthday is coming up this weekend”
“But-”
“Besides…” you said, “I really wanted to Thank you” you said, smiling, “You were always really nice to me coming over here” you said, brushing off some strands of hair off your face, “So this is nothing”

“Says the woman who can’t stop making Mr. Roy smile” the middle aged woman replied.
The mere mention of him, was responsible for your bright smile, “Speaking of…did Kendall leave already?”

Carla’s mischievous smile was the best inaudible answer you could look forward to.

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“Isn’t he in there-”
You shushed Carla inaudibly, “He’s here” mouthing to her, you turned.
To look back at him once more.

Kendall Roy, your boyfriend. Oh! The mere thought lead to involuntary smiles. Keeping your smile intact, you found him sitting on his bed leaning against the headboard, engrossed in his phone. The sight of him never failed to refresh your being, and warm your heart. Every single time. And it had been countless. What could you say? You were poetic.

Closing the white colored door behind, you could not help be amused as to how he still had not noticed your presence in the room. The phone was indeed a huge distraction, along with ATN News playing in the background in the TV. Not to mention the moaning, groaning of New York traffic outside, filtering through the glass windows.

You slipped off your shoes,  he did not bat an eyelid. Suppressing a chuckle, a playful urge grew within. You had never played a prank on him before. So why not today? Tip toeing towards the bed, you shifted your balance to crawl into bed.
“Fuck!”
Until the creak of the mattress made him look up. Still his shocked expression was all worth it. You chuckled.
“Morning…”
His shock morphed to relief and joy seeing you, “Hey…” he sighed, “When did you get here?”
“Just now. Carla let me in” you said, getting into bed to sit cross legged. Kendall sat up:
“I thought you have a busy day today with E-zee P-zee and the guys”

“Yep” You sighed, hunching before sitting up straight, “I was just on my way” you sighed again, “Oh gosh! It’s gonna be one long day of trying not pulling my hair whenever E-zee goes off key every…fuckin… line” shaking your head, you continued “You know-I tried so hard to make sure it was a melody he can actually sing in his fucking mundane range but-like! I can’t get myself to auto tune everything he sings. I have a reputation. My label has a reputation to maint-What?”

You intruded yourself by the sight of Kendall’s warm chuckles. Looking down, you chuckled back:
“Sorry. I’m ranting”
“No! No… its okay. Fuck! It’s just that-” He paused, pointing at you “You’re so cool. You’re the fucking shiz, babe”
“Really?”
“Fuck yeah!”
You chuckled, “NOW you’re being a kiss-ass. Anyways…” you said, slapping your thighs “I’m really glad I could see you. Before I…” you sighed, “….head to the battlefield. This-” you paused.
“What?”
“This…” you said, pointing at his outift, “…oddly looks really nice”
Donning one of his university t-shirt with his black work pants, the air he carried could also be another definition of “Smart-casual”.
“Really? You think so?” He said, looking down at himself. You nodded,
“Uh huh…very homely”

In all honesty, it was more than nice. Extremely attractive could be the phrase to cut it. Your eyes savored the manner in which his toned arms were positioned, how the soft material of the t-shirt rested on his torso. Why something so simple managing to intoxicate you in the morning?

“Uh…anyways…” snapping oneself out of the trance, you said, “What about you? Strategizing from home?” As you took a glance at the news.
“Uh yeah…”
“For the Shareholders Meeting?”
“Uh huh” he said, looking back at his phone, “Trying to whip up something like a speech, so exchanging some pointers wi-” Kendall paused, “What… are …you doing?”

His query seemed justified, especially when you found yourself straddling him on the bed. Taking the phone from his now loose grip, you smiled:
“Oh…thought I’d enjoy the view from here-Ah! Much better” confidence mixed with a hint of playful, you settled yourself over his hips. Raising his eyebrow,  Kendall smiled, quite amused.

“Oh really? And why is that?” He asked. You swore his low, warm hum of a query resonated in you, to the point of awakening you, right between your thighs.
“Cause I’m on a mission”
“Pray tell…”
Unable to contain oneself by the eye contact you maintained, you finally snickered:
“Nah man! I just really wanted to kiss you”
“Oh? Really?”
“No”
“Wait what-”
Laughing even louder, you cupped his face, “I’m kidding. But yes, I do wanna kiss you though” you said,  as mutual laughter drowned the sounds of the tv. 
“So uh…” Kendall’s low hum was back, “you’re gonna do the thing?”
You raised your eyebrows in turn, “What thing?”
“You know…the thing you do before…” he purred. In a flash, your eyes grew wide with surprise.
“Wait, you noticed that?”
“Of course” he said, his eyes growing soft leaning towards you, “It’s nice” he breathed.
Lust induced, yet pure at heart, his words concealed a dire need he longed for.

Exhaling deep yet quiet, your finger tips grew light on his face as you pressed your forehead against his. Ever since you both revealed feelings to one another, the kisses exchanged between you two were too many to count. Who knew how observant he was, enough to notice your every move. When you lingered. Kendall Roy fell in love with you, but also with what made you, you. Your artistry,  your romanticism. The manner in which romanticizing the smallest act seemed involuntary for you. The manner in which you lingered.

And so you proceeded.

Thus you knew his attention had always remained unchanged, as you closed off the distance between you two. Inhaling the atmosphere and his musk, brushing your nose against his felt just as soft as landing one’s head on a soft pillow. Butterflies flying with frenzy inside caused the magnetic energy between you both to flourish. For a few seconds, you indulged as always, the fact that he was yours, and you were his, before hungry lips surrender to each other. First with dignity, only to lose it over time.

“I want you” his lazy drawls woke you from the intoxication that was his kiss.
“I thought you were strategizing” you teased, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“Later” he breathed, pressing his torso against your own, “What about your recording?”
“Mmmm…For once, they can wait for a bit” you hummed, “Besides, why do I have to be the only one to show up on time?”
“Oho! Bad girl…” evil chuckle left Kendall’s lips, which you responded with your own.
“Only for you…” you whispered against his ear, “..and cause you noticed”
Before snatching his lips with your own with heated passion and speed. And like a choreography, hands knew where to reach, what to touch. For instance,  you rejoiced when he grabbed you by the hair, only to pull it back and kiss you hard, kiss you deep. And how the rejoicing continued with much gusto as bodies began to collide in the form of rolls and thrusts.

Sunlight courtesy of the spring morning filtered through the windows, providing the room with great atmosphere and ambience when you found yourself be seduced by him. The manner in which he always did. Clothes slipping out with ease and speed, never took long for the lovers to feel the softness of the crisp white sheets. And more importantly. To reunite which was long-awaited.

And even today, you confirmed as always, making Love to Kendall Roy, it was an experience.

But so was kissing him.
And the lingering beforehand.

Oh, the lingering, certainly made it all worthwhile.

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