Disclaimer: I don't own anything from MK, end of story.

Alright! After the arousal of a certain reviewer, I thought I should pull my shit together and finish this up. Welcome to the 'concluding' chapter! I'm quite fortunate that everyone stuck by this story that went plummeting down the toilet from chapter 1, but hey! Free smut between two loving men! Who could've asked for more?

This is smut in its purest form! and I mean exchanging BJs!

"It's alright," Sub-Zero said, Scorpion couldn't quite compute those few words. Was he welcoming him? Was he accepting his touch? Scorpion didn't feel like the strong desire to graze Sub-Zero on that specific spot on his neck. He was filled with confusion.

"What are you saying?" Scorpion moved closer towards the man who had his back towards him.

"Don't make me say it again," Sub-Zero was feeling the flush on his cheeks. This was too much stress directed towards him from this situation. He cleared his throat and turned around finally. He reopened his eyes and stared at Scorpion's white pupils with his cobalt ones.

Sub-Zero tried to keep his eyes opened, but his world was spinning and feeling very far away from his fingertips. He reached for Scorpion and the specter took his hand.

"I'm feeling very ill..." Sub-Zero said meekly. Scorpion's eyes widened. He noticed how red Sub-Zero's cheeks appeared and panicked. He quickly disappeared from the room to retrieve a wet towel to place on Sub-Zero's forehead. He couldn't tell from the temperatures how high the fever was, but the lethargic looks that Sub-Zero gave Scorpion gave the wraith the hint that he was just burning up in fever.

Sub-Zero laughed to himself as Scorpion walked back and forth to retrieve the necessary things to nurse the ill. "Haven't felt this bad in a long time..." Sub-Zero sighed. His body felt extremely feverish.

"Shut up and focus on resting." Scorpion spat out. The man's laugh was infectious, he didn't want to stand there and laugh like a fool with him.

"Yes..." Sub-Zero droned out. He moaned a little from the aches that were littered on his body. Scorpion observed the liquid movements and how he would arch his body a little to get on a higher level with the pillow.

Scorpion recalled the fundamental basics for nursing the ill. His body did not need to deal with what regular humans had to deal with, but he almost forgot that Sub-Zero was a mere mortal himself with special powers.

That didn't make him prone to disease.

For the next couple of days Scorpion watched the little lamb recover his strength. He served rice porridge and drank himself tipsy before washing Sub-Zero.

The man was quite objective to this, but Scorpion was able to pin him down to think otherwise. After all, Sub-Zero was fighting for a lost cause, he was under Scorpion's little lair where everything had his nationality seeping through.

Sub-Zero still felt extremely embarrassed as he exposed himself in front of the specter who pretty much did the same. However, the specter made sure he was drunk from the bottle of sake he shared with himself. Sub-Zero preferred to stay sober in case something funny happens.

Then awkward silence would pursue as they took turns to wash each other's backs. Scorpion just stared into space and wished he could stop thinking how cold the air felt behind his back touched his own hot skin. He just wants to wrestle Sub-Zero into another series of intimate acts. When did he become so undisciplined in his thoughts of carnal desire?

Sub-Zero just focused on the broad back that he scrubbed with efficient gentleness. His wounds were closed and healed in perfect time along with his unexpected fever.

He remembered how much he sweated the previous days of his illness. He was reluctant to move at all, so Scorpion was there ready to clean him with a wet towel, at least the top part of his body. Sub-Zero couldn't quite put up a steady fight, so the fever beat him into submission.

Sub-Zero was now sitting there and feeling the wet scrub scrape against his skin. He looked at the wall and touched Scorpion's knee. The specter was alerted by this gesture. He froze in place and grunted.

"Thank you," Sub-Zero said. He still kept his eyes on the plain wall.

"Hah..." Scorpion smiled. "Turn around," Scorpion said.

Sub-Zero hesitantly turned his body around. A cold slap from the wet soggy scrub met with his chest. Scorpion tossed it towards the Lin Kuei, but he found himself slowly eying it drool down Kuai's chest. He almost forgot everything that he did to prevent this from happening. But now he couldn't help but notice how naked this situation was.

"Hm," Sub-Zero grabbed the soaked object and poured a bucket filled with cold water over himself before proceeding. Now that he was refreshed...

"Ah, never mind," Scorpion was about to get up, but Sub-Zero grabbed hold of his wrist and pulled him back down.

"Now, to return the favor..." Sub-Zero grabbed the soap bar and rubbed the cold object against Scorpion's chest. Scorpion frowned while Sub-Zero was absorbed in lathering soap suds all over Scorpion's muscular chest.

Scorpion tried not to burst into fits of laughter, the places where Sub-Zero touched him with his cold hands made him feel ticklish. He was glad the torment was over when Sub-Zero started scrubbing him with the soggy scrub. The soft article was definitely better than the hard fragrant object that just kept squirming on his body as it made contact with his body temperature. When it was in Sub-Zero's hand it was firm in its place, guess he didn't need to worry about the soap bar trying to escape from his hand.

"Turn around," Sub-Zero said. Scorpion was glad that he did and at the same time he didn't expect Sub-Zero's hands to make contact with his back first before putting the sloppy article. He kept his hand on the spot that he didn't wash and maneuvered from time to time.

The sound of squishing and water was quite unnerving...

"How terrifying...this seems too natural," Sub-Zero muttered to himself. He was never repulsed by the idea of Scorpion and him sharing bodily contact for a while now. He wondered why...this was such an ideal situation where they would lure each other into lust's arms. But why haven't they fallen into them yet?

"...Urgh, don't say anything..." Scorpion requested. He ran a hand through his long hair. He had pushed them to one side to grant Sub-Zero clear access to his back, but he wished he kept all those long strands dangling or sticking there.

"Right," Sub-Zero whispered to himself as he continued.

Scorpion went ahead and took his bucket and poured it onto himself. He felt refreshed and stood up. The alcohol's effects were wearing off, he was becoming more alert and this familiar undesired feeling returned as he stood around.

"It's time to go rest," Scorpion said. This was the only phrase he could conjure up to say that was appropriate in this situation. He reached for his yukata.

Sub-Zero stared at the ceiling covered in midnight's shadows. He wondered about how Smoke was doing. He turned towards Scorpion who had his back towards him.

"The proper answer..." Sub-Zero murmured to himself. He stared at Scorpion's back until his eyes gave way to exhaustion and he drifted towards the dream world. All the way he felt very warm and he wasn't quite sure how he always ends up sprawled out in clothing and posture. Fortunately, Sub-Zero was a light sleeper and he woke up before Scorpion...most of the time.

However, Scorpion was just so perturbed by the previous night that he found himself staring at Sub-Zero's body just...not composed. The early bird gets the worm...and dawn began to crack. Maybe Scorpion was too early this time...

Scorpion noticed how the obi was tied incorrectly resulting in Sub-Zero's yukata being loose as heck. His legs were exposed and why did it looks so close to exposing his privates? Scorpion wished he coerced Sub-Zero to wear some sort of undergarment even though it would not be one of those loin cloths that Scorpion had stocked up.

Scorpion slowly approached the snoozing man. He tried to cover Sub-Zero, but the man stirred and his eyes opened in a dreary fashion. Sub-Zero was too hot to operate on a clear head. He groaned and sat up and sighed from the heat waves consuming his skin. Scorpion was obviously the one radiating it.

Sub-Zero took off his obi and flung the yukata across the room before plopping back down on the futon. Scorpion hurried over to the flung clothing and tried to cover the still dozing man. He was in utter disbelief. Did he always do this?

Or was he deliberately tempting him? And so early in the morning?

He groaned in pure frustration. He needed to get his head out of the gutter! He dashed out of the room, all he know was that he needed to get far away from Sub-Zero and prepare himself some green tea...really bitter tea that would taste so bad even he would puke.

"Mmm..." Sub-Zero moaned as he moved around in his little sleeping box.

"Hah, good morning," Sub-Zero greeted the wraith who just stared at him in a very suspicious manner.

"Do you know what you did this morning?" Scorpion demanded. He was sipping on very strong bitter tea, but the taste didn't faze him as much as he thought he should be.

"Um..." Sub-Zero ran a hand through his hair and scratched his scalp in distraught. His yukata was tied in a sloppy way that created a crack in between. Sub-Zero could only shrug. "I don't recall a thing," Sub-Zero said.

Scorpion just groaned and slammed the cup of tea on the table and stormed over towards Sub-Zero. He took the parting hems and forced them apart exposing Sub-Zero's upper body.

"Do you remember now?" Scorpion waited for Sub-Zero to push him off, but the man just shook his head and chuckle.

"I don't understand..." Sub-Zero slid the clothing back on his shoulders.

"Are you still ill?" Scorpion inquired. Sub-Zero shook his head and smiled. That teasing smile again...

Scorpion frowned and pulled Sub-Zero towards him. Their lips met once more and he awaited Sub-Zero's resistance. There was none, only hands the gently laid against Scorpion's chest. Sub-Zero could taste and smell the lingering green tea in Scorpion's mouth. It reminded him of the chrysanthemum tea he drank back at the Lin Kuei temple. Even though they were two different types of teas, they were both tea and meant to be drank and enjoyed. Somewhat like Sub-Zero and Scorpion...Sub-Zero didn't feel Scorpion's tongue plunging into his mouth, so he was just testing him. He did not need to fear for anything at the moment.

Maybe this wasn't enough, he needed to go all the way. Scorpion gritted his teeth and pulled the badly tied obi. Sub-Zero's eyes widened and he turned his head away, but there was still no resistance only reluctance.

Scorpion was lost in that pale labyrinth.

"Why aren't you putting up a fight?" Scorpion asked.

"This is that proper answer..." Sub-Zero said. He was flustered, but Scorpion couldn't quite tell.

"Are you mad?" Scorpion pulled the man closer, until the mist became so cold that it felt great to be against source of the chill.

"Perhaps, we're both mad..." Sub-Zero said with a small chuckle. He took the obi that Scorpion was so kind to pull away. He tied it onto Scorpion's eyes. "Don't take it off," Sub-Zero quickly said as Scorpion reached for the blindfold. Scorpion's lips parted from anticipation and excitement.

Sub-Zero couldn't believe that he was doing this. He took a deep breath in and out. He was glad that he thought of using the obi to resolve his conflict of such a shameful show. His cheeks grew flushed and deepened as he saw how aroused Scorpion was. He emitted cold mist to stiffen the shaft and rubbed his index finger on the tip in a tender way that made Scorpion twitch.

They were sprawled on the tatami floor. Scorpion clenched his fist, he was so close to ejaculation already. He needed to hold it in, so he won't make such a big fool out of himself. He was not some sex depraved creature that needed release from a stoic man like him. Or so he believed...

Sub-Zero wrapped his fingers around the lower part of the hilt and pressed hard onto the spot where the semen would usually eject. Scorpion softly moaned against the pressure that was applied on that sensitive spot.

Sub-Zero felt the heat emitting from the genital was infectious. The throbbing sensation in Sub-Zero's hand was quite curious. He felt this before, but this time it was more intense. Sub-Zero lowered his head and stuck his tongue onto the tip. He removed his index finger and began applying brief stabs onto the glans. Scorpion twitched and squirmed.

He released a labored sigh and searched for Sub-Zero's head to urge him away.

"Lean back," Sub-Zero audaciously commanded. He occupied Scorpion's member with agonizingly slow strokes. Scorpion reluctantly leaned back again. He tried coercing himself to not move an inch, but even if Sub-Zero's tentative technique, he was slowly being driven to insanity.

Sub-Zero observed Scorpion's tormented expression, his jaw clenched and his whole tense. He had to make this cursory and pain free. Sub-Zero inhaled deeply and took the hilt with his whole mouth without making himself gag. He tried to make as little sucking sounds as he could, but found it quite difficult to achieve. Scorpion withered under the cold mouth, his moans grew loud.

"L-Let go," Scorpion said breathlessly.

Sub-Zero almost did, but he added the finishing touches with his tongue and Scorpion ejaculated in full from the orgasm. His moans became a dulcet of some sort. Scorpion's cheeks were filled with only one color, the common color red.

"Hah..." Scorpion panted. He tried to regain composure, but he felt his corporeal draining away.

Sub-Zero began chuckling. "You...released a lot..." The man looked at his hand that was partially covered with the white semen. The white substance was quite hot and Sub-Zero observed it with a newly found curiosity. Usually he would faint after climaxing, but now he just stared at this substance that would come out of him and other man. Sub-Zero would not masturbate, he just have wet dreams and wouldn't even know it. He would be too chaste and embarrassed to touch it.

Scorpion untied the blindfold and stared at the mess. He urged Sub-Zero to stand up, his legs felt a bit wobbly, but not too much to keep him from walking the man towards the bathroom.

"I'll clean up, you clean yourself." Scorpion said and slid the door closed. He sighed and slid himself down the door. He wasn't sure if this was a dream, but it was too good to be true.

He had wanted to say that he needed Sub-Zero. Scorpion didn't think such sappy words would come out of his mouth. At least it wasn't I love you...that would be too much.

He straightened out his wrinkled yukata and walked off to the site of the mess. He would purge of the evidence that he was in utter satisfaction from being teased and affected like that. But he had to admit that the ebullience that Sub-Zero was able to make him feel was hitting somewhere close to home.

"Well, uh..." Scorpion began, but he just couldn't finish. He just stole side glances at Sub-Zero's lips that were pursed and firm in a thin position. He wondered how they looked...inserted and enticing...

"Yes?" Sub-Zero interrupted Scorpion's train of salacious thoughts. He was able to throw the matter in the backseat regardless. That's how he was trained, being a Lin Kuei after all...

"Argh, I'm leaving, you should go too...tonight." Scorpion said. He needed to talk to Mileena. He felt the need to speak his worries to that Tarkatan woman, even if she spouts nonsense most of the time.

"Alright," Sub-Zero said. He got up and disappeared from the main room leaving the specter alone.

Scorpion sighed. He disrobed and put on his daily fighting attire.

"I did it Tomas, I faced my problem." Sub-Zero clasped both of Smoke's shoulders. He gave the man a genial hug and shook him a little from the shock that overwhelmed his friend. Sub-Zero did not want to keep a lot of secrets from his closest comrade. The conscience did not treat him well from making his friend concerned for his well being.

"W-what did you do?" Smoke entreated.

"It's..." Smoke nodded and urged his friend to complete his thought. "Hah..." Sub-Zero wonder if he should eschew from even telling Smoke this bit of scandalous news. What will he think of him? "Never mind," Sub-Zero finally said.

"Kuai, would you enlighten me what relationship you have with that...Scorpion. You reek of him..." Smoke tried not to sound too interrogating to increase the tension from becoming exorbitant.

Sub-Zero bit his bottom lip. He tried cracking a smile, but Smoke's proximity was suddenly making him feel slightly claustrophobic.
"Tomas, he's someone important to me. He has helped me in the past." Sub-Zero blurted. He stared intently into Smoke's change of expression.

"...Huh," Smoke nodded and processed the information. "How important? Is he like another brother to you?" Smoke eyes perked up at him.

"No, much more...intimate." Sub-Zero was hoping this would be facile, but right now Smoke was just nodding away and it was kind of worrisome. Smoke was better at keeping a poker face than he was.

"Well...whoa, much more? Your lover? How long has this been going on?" Smoke asked.

"For a while and I would not say lover." Sub-Zero replied earnestly.

"Not a lover? Well, that's one way to say it," Smoke chuckled. "I'm jealous of him actually," He was beginning to turn his chuckle into a guffaw.

"Tomas? You'll always be my top priority; you're like my blood brother." Sub-Zero gave Smoke a slap to his arm. He smiled at his friend who hesitantly returned the gesture.

"Yeah, yeah, just remember to visit and since..." Smoke leaned in close towards Sub-Zero. He gave his friend a peck on the lips. Sub-Zero's face showed one emotion which was dumbstruck. He blinked, what just happened? "Ah, that felt good." Smoke said. He patted Sub-Zero's shoulder before distancing himself. "Oh, I forgot to thank you for saving me. Hah, that woman was quite something..." Smoke added.

Sub-Zero snapped out of it and smiled pleasantly. Everything was going to be alright if he believed it so.

"Mmm...juicy, maybe you should let me have a go," Mileena teased. Scorpion jolted out of his seat. She raised her hands in signal to that she was merely jesting. "Ah, ah, relax...nobody is having a go," She added quickly.

"Good, sometimes it's good to keep to your own." Scorpion pointed at the growing collection of teddy bears. There was one that looked like Baraka, there were many needles sticking out of its head.

"Hah, I really want to see that silver haired man...I miss him dearly, he was such a fair creature...Scorpion?" Mileena leaned closer, attempting the puppy eye trick, but Scorpion shuddered a bit and shoved her off.

"What are you going to do? He's not one of your playthings." Scorpion said. Mileena's shoulders drooped from rejection.

"Fine, but if fate brings us together I'll make sure he'll get a big wet kiss from me," Mileena said. She grinned under her mask and Scorpion can see drool soaking through.

"I thought that Tarkatan was enough," Scorpion said.

"What? I'm a frivolous woman; anything attractive is exactly what I find comestible and utterly delicious." Mileena giggled.

"Hm, they are very lucky." Scorpion said sarcastically.

"Oh, you know it," She said and reached for a cup of what seemed like a really red juice. Scorpion doubted it was blood judging from the color. However, he really couldn't tell what this woman was thinking or digesting most of the time.

"Stay tonight Kuai," Smoke offered. His smile was filled with benign motives. Sub-Zero couldn't quite refuse Smoke at a time like this.

Sub-Zero stared at Smoke, he was still under some doubt. Smoke hated Scorpion, but he was so readily to accept the relationship between them. Smoke was definitely hiding something.

Tonight, he would probably coax the worst when they were both vulnerable.

"Hey, Tomas..." Sub-Zero turned towards his friend when they were lying down on the bed.

"What Kuai?" Smoke had his back turned to him.

"Are you sure you're alright with...you know," Sub-Zero whispered the ending words.

"No, I don't know..." Smoke said his tone blunt.

"Um..." Sub-Zero ran a finger on his scar to brood on the matter.

"Actually, no, I'm not fine at all...Kuai, I-I...can't afford to lose you to some stranger!" Smoke choked out. He sat up and placed a hand to his forehead. Sub-Zero sat up as well and examined how troubled Smoke's expression was. What should he do?

"You don't have to worry Tomas; I'm not going to lose my soul like my brother. I'll still be here for you." Sub-Zero leaned forward and grabbed hold of Smoke's free hand. He gave the sweaty hand a squeeze.

"Hah, how would you react if I say I can't stand you being with Scorpion?" Smoke said.

"I..."

"And how would you react if I say I want you more than another brother?" Smoke pushed Sub-Zero down. Kuai blinked, what just happened? He was trapped by Smoke and as his friend leaned closer, he was alerted.

"Ah...Tomas, I-I can't!" Sub-Zero shoved him off and sat up once more. Smoke was disappointed, but he expected this as the result. Maybe he should've took the risk to make his move on Sub-Zero a long time ago, but he couldn't bear the thought of losing the close knitted platonic relationship he shared with the brothers. Perhaps, this was the prolonged infatuation he had for both of them for accepting him into their circle. He sighed and did one last thing he did not regret before plunging the box of feelings down the bottomless sea in his heart.

He caught Sub-Zero unguarded and planted a kiss on his lips. Kuai was stunned, but Tomas withdrew before he was thrown off the bed.

"Good night," Smoke said before becoming dead to the world.

"Tomas..."

"I won't do that again, I promise." Smoke said.

Sub-Zero felt regretful for rejecting Smoke, but the platonic feelings that they shared for such an extended period of time had took the main control between them.

When dawn approached, Smoke treated the matter like it never happened. Sub-Zero went along with the flux of things and he was able to see Smoke laughing happily.

"Going back to lover boy?" Smoke asked in a tantalizing tone when he escorted his friend towards the threshold.

"Tomas..."

"I was just jesting," Smoke raised his hands up defensively. "Now go, I need some time alone." Smoke waved him off, but Sub-Zero stood there and gave a concerned stare. "I'll be fine Kuai. Trust me," Smoke reinforced his state of well being. Sub-Zero slowly nodded and turned around to set out.

"Get over here!" Sub-Zero quickly turned around and shot out an ice bolt out of his trained reflex. Scorpion cursed as he dodged the racing ice.

Sub-Zero chuckled as he saw Scorpion fume and rush towards him from being unintentionally attacked.

"What was that?" Scorpion growled.

"Reflexes," Sub-Zero answered concisely. He was about to hide the opposite direction from Scorpion, but the specter caught him and dragged him to some other place.

"We're going to continue from this morning," Scorpion was already stripping away the cloth from Sub-Zero's body.

"I thought that was enough to satiate your appetite." Sub-Zero glared at the wraith. Scorpion smirked and cradled Sub-Zero's face and then he leaned in.

"No," Scorpion whispered softly before dipping his lips onto the same ones that were a lot more friendly than before.

Scorpion wasn't sure how to describe their relationship, but it was definitely something that made Sub-Zero feel a bit warm inside whenever they engaged in a kiss.

Sub-Zero looked at the floor that was littered with discarded clothing that belonged to either one of them. Soon the similar process of limbs intertwining was unfolded before them. Sub-Zero's sharp intake of air made Scorpion stimulated with desire. He pressed his fingers against Sub-Zero's thighs, forcing them apart and planting himself between the gap. He wasn't going to do anything too rash that would cause Sub-Zero to pass out. He just wanted to use friction as his agent to pleasure the man not beyond his senses.

Sub-Zero shuddered and tried to increase the distance between them for a brief moment. However, his efforts were fruitless and Scorpion pressed on. His free fingers were dancing on his clavicle.

"W-what are you trying to accomplish here?" Sub-Zero asked as he tried not to squirm as Scorpion's fingers trailed away from his inner thigh to somewhere more sensitive.

"Payback," Scorpion simply replied and reached for a blindfold. Sub-Zero tried to smile at the situation, but he just couldn't. Deep down inside he was growing fearful when the item blocked his vision. He gripped onto the specter tighter than before and exhaled deeply.

"I hate surprises," Sub-Zero grumbled.

"Well, maybe you'll like this one...or love it." Scorpion ran a finger up the shaft and rubbed their genitals together causing the Lin Kuei to release a restrained moan. His mouth twitched and he planted one brisk kiss on Sub-Zero's lips before rubbing the glans and engulfing Kuai's penis.

Sub-Zero released a hoarse cry and searched for Scorpion's head to push him away. He felt so strange and queasy when he felt the hot tongue that belonged to Scorpion swirl like a snake coiling its prey.

"I really hate...this one..." Sub-Zero managed to utter out.

Scorpion withdrew his mouth and threw a funny look at the blindfolded man who finally caught hold of Scorpion's head.

"What?"

"This...surprise...can I take this off?" Sub-Zero requested.

"No," Scorpion answered without hesitation.

"Um..." Sub-Zero released an exasperated sigh.

"If you're worried about your pride being at stake, well I have to inform you that you don't have any when you're with me here." Scorpion growled. He pinched Sub-Zero's left nipple which made Sub-Zero wince.

"Still...I..." Sub-Zero's mouth went dry and his whole throat grew arid. He clamped down his mouth and searched for Scorpion's chest. He exhaled some icy mist and trailed gentle touches against the breast of the specter. Scorpion reached for the unfinished and throbbing business while he was lavished with cold fingers that sent shivers down his spine more than usual. Sub-Zero carried his touches to Scorpion's scalp as he felt the same sensation that occupied his manhood.

"Ah!" Sub-Zero cried out. Scorpion could feel the desire to release was nigh. He just needed to attack the most sensitive point and just like that Sub-Zero grunted and tried to claim what little dignity he had at that moment when he writhed in pleasure. His sharp gasps and tensed body which eventually grew relaxed as he felt the moment pass.

"Still hate it?"

"Absolutely detest it," Sub-Zero answered. He ripped off the blindfold and glared at Scorpion. His collarbone had some of Sub-Zero's release, but he did not pay too much mind to it. Instead, Sub-Zero looked at the unintended member that just begged to be humiliated in his eyes. He frowned and reached for Scorpion's little 'brother'.

Sub-Zero gripped it tightly, suffocating the throbbing member. Scorpion winced, he had completely forgotten about himself when he was busy with Sub-Zero.

"I guess it's better with both our eyes wide open."Scorpion commented.

Sub-Zero was still feeling irate, but he was suddenly feeling whimsical and a little bit promiscuous. He dipped down and nibbled the tip of the penis.

Scorpion groaned, the tender pain and pleasure was mixed when he felt the teeth meet with his skin. The mouth was a bit chilly, but pleasurable nonetheless. The sight was something that he thought he would never see ever in his life. Sub-Zero's pale exposed body that lay before him like a wedding kimono sprawled out. Nostalgia overcame Scorpion and he felt the need to touch Sub-Zero everywhere. However, the image changed and the wedding kimono was morphed into something more beautiful. More lively and complete, like cyclamen persicum. Yes, that was what Scorpion was comparing Sub-Zero to. A winter flower.

But Kuai Liang was anything, but a suave flower.

"Use your hands," Scorpion urged. He felt wonderful and close to release, so Sub-Zero finishing him off like the way he wanted would be perfect. He wanted to see how embarrassed Sub-Zero would get when he receives his load.

Sub-Zero pursed his lips after he withdrew. He bit his bottom lip as he stroked the lively member. He focused on the object and wished it would just freeze, but it just exploded instead. The white substance from Scorpion sprayed on Sub-Zero's hands. Sub-Zero's eyes widened and his lips thinned into a hard line.

Scorpion moaned softly into Sub-Zero's ear as he collapsed into the man.

"I guess that's that..." Sub-Zero sighed. He looked at the ceiling and nudged Scorpion off of him. He needed to rid himself of this warm substance and soon he was certain that Scorpion would follow. When he turned around he saw the specter right behind him with an impassive expression worn on his face.

Sub-Zero cleansed himself of the evidence of lustful excretion. The two males bathed in the silence, until Scorpion reached for Sub-Zero.

Kuai gingerly brush off the fingers that grazed his skin. Sub-Zero did not look at Scorpion.

"When the mirth of entertaining each other ends, we shall return to strangers..." Sub-Zero said. He stared at his purged hands.

Scorpion cocked an eyebrow. "That will be a long time," He chuckled and casually stared at the man who did not return the gesture.

"We don't know that, it can end now, tomorrow...anytime." Sub-Zero said and finally turned towards the wraith.

"Unless you plan on it," Scorpion said. "Do you want to end it now?"

Sub-Zero was about to answer the question, but Scorpion cut him off by grabbing hold of his wrist and forcibly pulling the man towards him. Sub-Zero was caught by surprise so he did not have time to prevent the gravitational force of that one pull.

Their bare chests were slammed against each other and the heat along with the cold began to rise like a wave between them.

"Something that perplexes me is that you don't aim for someone more aesthetically pleasing." Sub-Zero said.

Scorpion broke into a low rumbling laugh. "You are morally pleasing," Sub-Zero blinked at the compliment. What the heck is that suppose to mean?

"Hm," Sub-Zero nodded slowly, he didn't want to explore the words that were fed to him.

Scorpion could feel the calm heart beating from Sub-Zero. The man did not look at him even if they were within kissing proximity. He never looked at him whenever they were too close. Sub-Zero didn't like the way his eyes would unconsciously flutter from making contact with the pair of white pupils. He hated this embarrassing trait and would never dare to display this flaw whenever they were intimate.

He focused on other things and other parts of Scorpion's face when he was forced to look at the specter. Like now, Scorpion's hot breath bothered him, he deliberately exhaled cool mist to cool the situation.

"How long are intending to hold me in this position?" Sub-Zero demanded. He made no move to break out of the coil.

Scorpion smirked before placing his head on Sub-Zero's shoulder. "Hm, how about a long time?" Scorpion sighed. Sub-Zero glanced at the vulnerable specter on him. He used his free hand to touch a strand of hair that belonged to the ninja. He grimaced at the thought that he considered the wraith as aesthetically pleasing.

The two men stayed in the same position for a while. Scorpion could hear the heart beat slowly growing rapid. He smiled to himself and closed his eyes.

Sorry, couldn't conjure up a better ending/concluding chapter for this story...but as I said before! This was the piece of crap that I had hanging on my derriere. However, I'm glad that I got it out in the open.

:) I hope you enjoyed it!

I'm grateful for all the reviews, favs, alerts, etc! The support really got me going.