"Shut up Cartman, you fucking fatass!"

Kenny yawned, as Kyle and Cartman raged at each other, ever determined to drive the one another insane. Apparently they didn't care if they drove everyone around them insane while they were at it though, seeing as it was their fourth petty argument in one afternoon, almost to the record of six already. Kenny exchanged a glance with Stan, who had his head propped on his palm, utterly bored by the entire scenario.

Stan stared at the two arguing boys with blank eyes, almost staring through them rather than actually at them. The blond boy watched, as Stan blinked slowly, as if underwater and half asleep; or high. He wondered whether the boy was just drunk again, and using the other two boys argument to cover his overall disinterest in everything. He also wondered, what would happen should something burst his perfect bubble he was floating in just now.

Kenny grinned mischievously, though the action was hidden by his parka hood, fluttering his eye lashes as he uncrossed his legs. He slowly sidled closer to Stan, settling himself just to the side of the other boy. He glanced down, eyeing the long legs folded beneath the dark haired boys slumped body, before slowly unfurling his leg. He gently stroked his toes along Stan's leg.

The raven haired boy jerked so hard, his elbow slipped from the table and his head smashed right into the hard surface. Kenny laughed loudly at the sight, and though the sound was muffled, it startled the two bickering boys enough that their most recent argument paused so they could check on their friend. "Goddammit Kenny," Stan muttered, rubbing his forehead gingerly. "What the fuck is wrong with you, man?"

Kenny couldn't breathe enough to answer, his laughter too strong still. He struggled to remove his hood from his face, sucking in some much needed airand shrugged lightly in response to his friends glare, unable to put into words that he was finally no longer bored to tears by their friend, and Cartman, bickering.

"Kenny, seriously, what the fuck dude?" Stan sighed, when Kenny propped his chin on his hand and continued to chuckle at the mental image of Stan's face plant on the table. The blonde lightly traced a pattern across the table surface, smiling at the obvious frustration in the other boy; it was nice not to be the only one feeling frustrated so often.

"Oh come on, don't tell me you weren't as bored as I was." He said, peeking at the dark haired boy through his lashes, something which never failed to make him blush, much to Kenny's amusement. "It was just a little touch..." He played, flicking an imaginary speck of dust from the table. Dust did not seem to exist in Kyle's house, the blond had noticed. Upon noticing Stan was still glaring at him, he rolled his eyes and sighed. "At least it livened the afternoon up, it's not like you need to get all butt-hurt about it." He snapped.

"Well, I'm so pleased I could amuse you." Stan spat in reply, and Kenny noticed the red rim to his eyes, making the connection that Stan had indeed been drinking again. He rolled his eyes and turned away, his expression souring as he thought about the times he had died from alcohol poisoning. He didn't want that for Stan, but he also knew that telling him what he was actually doing to himself, was only going to make him worse at the moment. He wasn't ready for an intervention.

"Fine, fine; I'm sorry my touch offended you, Stanley." He said in a sarcastic drawl, deliberately using Stan's full name in an attempt to irritate him as much as the dark haired boy was irritating him.

"Dude, come on; Kenny didn't mean anything by it." Kyle's reasonable voice drifted into the conversation, calm and collected as he always was, so long as he wasn't talking to Cartman. "Kenny's just being Kenny." The blond wasn't entirely sure if the comment was a compliment or not, and he frowned at the boy in the green hat, though he quickly dropped his head under Kyle's pointed look, hiding an unrepentant grin.

"Why do you always stick up for him, Kyle? You're supposed to be my best friend!" Stan bellowed, slamming his fists on the table.

"Whoa," Kenny muttered, backing away from both the table and Stan. Confrontation, while on occasion fun, tended to usually end fatally for the blond, and he tried to avoid it now he was older, lest he be drawn into yet another untimely and entirely avoidable death.

"Stan, stop being so dramatic." Kyle sighed, folding his arms over his chest. "I am your best friend, but you're taking this way more personally than you need to dude, and you know it."

"Yeah, ya fuckin' pussy, grow a fuckin' pair and get the fuck over it!" Cartman interjected, which caused Kenny to laugh, Kyle to groan and Stan to hurriedly scramble to his feet.

"Fuck you fatass!" Stan spat, spinning on his heel. "I don't have to take this shit from you" He said over his shoulder, as he walked stiffly to the door. Kenny watched from beneath his lashes, as Stan paused at the doorway, glancing back at them all. He grinned at the blush that spread over the boys cheeks, before he scowled at Kenny and threw open the door, rushing out and slamming the door behind him.

"Kenny," Kyle sighed turning to the blond. Kenny smiled innocently up at the redhead, his eyelashes fluttering as he bit his lower lip.

"Yes, Kyle..?" He asked in a fake breathy voice, his face the very picture of innocence. Kyle merely rolled is eyes and sighed, utterly unaffected by the blond's antics. Kenny pouted, wishing he could get even a little blush like he did out of Stan.

"Please, next time you're bored; put a game on or something. Why do you always pick on Stan?" Kyle asked, frowning down at the blond.

Kenny wiggled closer to the table and began to trace another pattern on the surface, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly as he peeked up at the boy, whose green hat now seemed slightly lopsided. "Stan blushes the easiest." He said simply, looking away as Kyle looked to the ceiling and seemed to pray for strength or some such nonsense.

"And you, you stupid fucking fatass," Kyle spat, turning his fury on Cartman. Kenny rolled his eyes and mentally ticked off the box for five arguments in a single afternoon. "Why the fuck did you go and make everything worse? Keep your fucking fat mouth shut!"

"Ey, don't fuckin' blame me your fuckin' lame ass boyfriends a fuckin' pussy!" Cartman said, waddling towards the door himself. "It's not my fault you're a fuckin' dirty jew and nobody can stand to be around you Kyle."

"Where are you going, fatass?" Kenny asked, though he quickly ducked his head when Kyle turned his frustrated glare in his direction.

"I ain't hangin' around with that fuckin' stupid, lame ass, piece of shit. He's Stan's fuckin' friend, not mine; and now even Stan can't fuckin' stand him!" The fat boy called as he opened the door, and looked back to shout over his shoulder at the redhead a final time. "Fuck you, ya dirty fuckin' jew!" He cried, farting loudly before he too slammed the door behind him.

"Fuck you, you fuckin' stupid fatass!" Kenny called after the brunette, though he wasn't sure the fat boy would hear him through the door. He frowned at the table, examining his finger nails in an attempt to not to have to look at Kyle. The redhead was noticeably quiet for a moment that seemed to stretch uncomfortably long for Kenny's liking. The blond was just debating a rushed apology to his host, when the quiet broken voice drifted to his ears.

"Well, are you happy now Kenny?" Kenny peeked up at the sound of his name, noticing the defeated slump of Kyle's shoulders. "Everyone's gone now. You get the excitement you were after..?" Kyle bit his lip, wrapping his arms around himself as if he were cold. "You gonna head off too then?"

Kenny looked at the floor, his cheeks slightly pink as he felt embarrassment gnaw at his stomach for unsettling the redhead so much. "Look, Kyle..." He began, but the redhead just waved him off and hurried up the stairs to his room. Kenny blinked, uncertain about why the redhead was behaving like such a girl. He rolled his eyes and pushed to his feet, slowly traipsing up the stairs after his friend and gently pushing into his room without knocking.

"Kyle..?" Kenny called quietly, shutting the door softly behind him. He saw a shape on the bed, buried beneath a duvet, which jerked slightly at the disturbance. "Kyle, dude, I'm sorry ok-"

"Please just go away Kenny..." Came a mumble from beneath the duvet, and Kenny frowned at the blatantly tearful tone. "Just forget about it, I'm fine, you're fine; everyone and the world is just fine." Kenny rolled his eyes at the overly dramatic dismissal, toeing off his shoes with a sigh as he unzipped his parka.

He quietly padded across the room, fighting against Kyle for a moment to lift the corner of the duvet, and climbing on the bed beneath it once he naturally won. He giggled at the sight of Kyle beneath the duvet, hat jostled but still firmly on his head, the glare the redhead threw at him somewhat negated by the ridiculous situation. "Dude, you wear your hat to bed?" Kenny joked, snickering as Kyle rolled his eyes. However, when the redhead did not look back, Kenny sighed and reached forward to pry a hand free from where Kyle had them wrapped tightly around his knees. "Dude, what the fuck just happened?" He asked quietly.

"You were an asshole?" Kyle replied, heavy sarcasm dripping from his every word as he glared flatly at the blond. Kenny faked a gasp, widening his eyes and raising a hand to his chest in mock offense.

"Me? An asshole?" Kenny scoffed, shaking his head as much as he could beneath the heavy duvet. "Name one time I have ever been an asshole." He demanded, and would have folded his hands over his chest if he had the space.

"When you-"

"Name another time." Kenny cut in quickly, causing Kyle to giggle despite himself. Feeling reassured Kyle's mood was still salvageable, he curled his lips into a soft smile and watched the other boy carefully. "Kyle, what's really going on? Is it to do with Stan's drinking? You know I didn't mean to piss him off, well not that much anyway... He was hungover again, wasn't he?"

Kyle nodded, but gave no verbal response right away, avoiding the blond's eyes as much as he could. Kenny scooted closer to the other boy, wrapping his arms around the tense shoulders and feeling what he assumed was guilt, though he couldn't be certain. Guilt was a hard thing to make yourself feel, as someone who died on a regular, if no longer daily, basis. Kenny assumed his death immediately reset the good vs bad of anything he had done during that lifetime, given the other things it tended to reset.

"Come on Kyle, don't make me beg." Kenny whined, his hand gripping Kyle's hip as he tried to shake the answers from the redhead. Kyle smirked, peeking up at him before averting his eyes again.

"I don't know of a single time you've ever begged for anything, Kenny." He laughed quietly, and Kenny feigned offense once more in reply.

"I will have you know I begged just yesterday." Kenny informed the redhead, with a sniff of his nose. Kyle laughed louder, his hat moving further askew as his shoulders shook.

"Sure you did Kenny," the redhead sniggered, "and what did you beg for? A drag on your mom's spliff?"

Kenny narrowed his eyes and playfully punched Kyle in the arm, though he could tell the other boy was joking. "Nah, I don't need to beg for that, I'd just steal it." He admitted, laughing lightly when Kyle rolled his eyes.

"So go on then, what did the great Kenny McCormick have to beg for?" Kyle prodded, his eyes lighting with amusement at last.

Kenny debated a moment, chewing his lip as he pretended to consider. He knew better than to name names, Craig and Tweek certainly wouldn't thank him for sharing their business with anyone, but at the same time; Kyle was finally moving away from his melancholy. Kenny knew Kyle didn't want to discuss whatever was bothering him, that he wasn't ready yet. So he had to decide quickly, to lie and dismiss the whole thing as such; or be honest up to a point, and allow himself a little mocking. He grinned lopsidedly, internal debate over before it had even really begun. "I begged for cock, obviously." He said, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Kyle laughed, the loud sound contained with them beneath the duvet. When Kenny only watched the redhead with amusement, Kyle's laughter began to diminish, trailing into nervous titters. "Y-You..." Kyle seemed to have been rendered speechless, something Kenny couldn't help but feel proud about. He chuckled quietly, and the sound seemed to finally draw Kyle out of his stunned silence. "Who..? When- What... What was it like..?"

Kenny's eyebrows rose of their own volition, the question not what he had been expecting at all. Kyle smiled shyly, blushing enough to clash terribly with the few loose strands of his hair. "It... was good?" Kenny said uncertainly, and Kyle giggled uncertainly, rubbing at the back of his neck as he tried to avert his eyes from Kenny's. Unfortunately that left him with few places to look. Kenny almost laughed when the other boys eyes lowered to his crotch, only for him to suddenly seem to find it much better to meet Kenny's gaze after all. His cheeks were painted an adorable red, and Kenny fought the urge to bite them.

"I-I didn't mean..." Kyle began, his fingers twiddling with the ear flap of his hat. "I-I meant ho- I mean- Did it, I mean, um... oh fuck dude..." Kyle seemed to run out of breath, his chest rising and falling quickly.

Kenny panicked, not sure what the other boy was so freaked out about, but hoping it wasn't the fact he had had sex with a guy. Two guys in fact, though Kyle didn't know that. "Dude," Kenny muttered, reaching forward to capture both of the redheads hands. He was pleased to note that Kyle didn't immediately pull away, and even met his eyes again. "I really like sex, and I don't care who its with." Kenny said slowly, hoping he was finding the right words to alleviate whatever had freaked the redhead out. "Just calm down, and if you wanna ask me something; well shit dude, you've known me forever man, you can ask me anything. I won't be upset or offended or some shit... I'm sorry-"

"No! No, you don't need to be sorry Kenny, Jesus Christ... I was just, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have got so fucking stupid about it." Kyle said, squeezing Kenny's hands gently. Kenny didn't reply, more than a little surprised at the admission. Kyle seemed to debate for a long moment, his eyes flitting between Kenny's own baby blues, his lips, or their hands. "I... I wondered, I mean- before... W-What was it like..?"

Of all the questions Kenny had expected, this had not been one of them, and he stared with wide eyes and a slack jaw at Kyle for a full ten seconds before his brain reminded him he needed to answer. "It's like... there's this pressure, at first; and I admit, it feels kinda weird... b-but, good weird. Then you get used to it, and there's movement, and then; when they hit your prostate, oh man it's like-"

"N-No!" Kyle squawked suddenly, wrenching his hands away to cover his ears, giggling nervously. Kenny frowned, confused by the reaction but willing to wait it out and let the redhead explain himself. "I don't mean the actual sex, well I mean I'm curious, but n-not like that!" Kenny rolled his eyes as Kyle seemed to growl at himself in frustration. He ran a hand through his hair, dislodging his hat further but too preoccupied by their conversation to notice. "I mean... what's it like to... to kiss another guy..?"

Kenny sucked in a breath and held it, before it exploded from his chest in a huge and loud laugh of relief. He had actually been growing concerned Kyle was one of those closet homophobes after all, but it turned out he was just curious about the difference between gender kisses. "Dude, I'm sorry..." He said through his giggles, trying to placate the scowling redhead. "I'm not laughing at you-"

"Yes, you are. Asshole."

"I'm not its just, I was expecting something so much worse, and you weren't and... dude, I'm sorry ok; I was just relieved." Kenny explained, though he still sniggered occasionally. "I am, ok? I'm sorry. It's just; why do you expect it to be so different from kissing a girl?" Kyle blushed deeply at his words, and pointedly averted his eyes. Kenny's brows furrowed at the reaction, his amusement finally easing.

"..." Kyle peeked up at Kenny, and blushed again, hurriedly looking away from the blond. Kenny's eyes widened at the implication, but he waited a moment for the other boy to clarify it. If Kyle needed time to talk, then Kenny could give him plenty. "I-I hav..." Kenny reached for Kyle's hands again, holding them loosely between the two of them and giving Kyle something to focus his eyes on. The redhead took a deep breath, his cheeks stained a permanent deep red as he spoke without meeting Kenny's gaze. "I've never kissed... anyone..."

Kenny blinked, the utter impossibility of the comment lost on him. He couldn't understand how Kyle could have made it so far in his, admittedly not huge lifetime, that he hadn't kissed anyone. He actually found it kind of sweet, in the sense that he was glad it wasn't him who had never been kissed or done the kissing. Hell, Kenny could barely go a day without kissing someone. Which, gave him an idea.

"It's easy." Kenny said suddenly, releasing Kyle's hands to curl one hand around the back of the redhead's neck. He tugged the other boy closer, whose eyes widened as Kenny hesitated, allowing him the final choice of whether or not he wanted to accept what the blond was offering. Kyle bit his lip, his eyes flicking up to Kenny's calm blue orbs, before locking back onto his lips. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, as he moved almost imperceptibly closer.

Kenny moved, lunging forward to capture the redhead's lips with a hungry kiss. He was neither cautious nor gentle, offering the redhead no chance to regret his decision. His hand ran slowly over Kyle's shoulder, urging his body closer but allowing him to keep the distance should he wish. The redhead seemed stunned for a moment, before his hands curled into fists in Kenny's shirt, a tiny whisper of a moan escaping his captured lips.

Kenny slid his hand to the other boys waist, gently pulling him closer as he parted his lips and licked at the seam of Kyle's. The redhead hesitated, before allowing his lips to part, and for Kenny's tongue to invade his mouth. The redhead whimpered, his fingers clawing at Kenny's chest as the blond flicked his tongue against Kyle's encouraging it to copy his movements.

With gentle encouragement, Kyle was soon kissing Kenny as passionately in return. He nipped experimentally at Kenny's lower lip, who hummed in surprised approval. With Kyle growing bolder, Kenny's hand slid down from the redhead's waist, cupping his ass and allowing himself to grind lightly against the other boy. Kyle seemed to hesitate only for a moment, before timidly reciprocating the gesture, on of his own hands cautiously trailing to Kenny's ass and squeezing almost questioningly.

"Kyle..." Kenny whispered, tearing his lips free to speckle the redhead's vulnerable throat with soft kisses from his puffy lips. "What do you want..?"

Kyle gasped, shuddering at the pleasurable assault of Kenny's kisses against his bare flesh. His hat fell completely free of his hair, as he writhed beneath the blond. "I-I..." The redhead swallowed heavily, his breathing coming in sharp pants as Kenny slid his hand from the boys ass to his groin, palming the definite bulge he found there. "K-Kenny, I don't know man, I-" His words broke off as a keening purr escaped his lips, at the feel of Kenny's teeth grazing against the flesh of his neck.

"Kyle, if you don't wanna lose your virginity today, you probably better tell me... and, probably fairly soon..." Kenny murmured, biting lightly at the pulse point of Kyle's throat. He groaned at the reaction's from Kyle, the other boy clearly sensitive in that spot. He licked it lightly, before biting again, relishing the startled sound of bliss from the redhead.

"I-" Kyle could barely form sentences, his speech leaving him at the onslaught of pleasure in his body. Kenny reluctantly pulled away, pressing the occasional kiss to the other boys hand as he waited for him to make his decision. "I don't know... how, I-I mean... what to do..." Kyle admitted with a blush. Kenny leaned forward, as he had longed to do before, biting gently at the rosy cheek.

"I can promise you that I'll make it good for you..." Kenny whispered in Kyle's ear, his breath tickling over the area below where Kenny had left a wet path along his throat. "I can show you things you never dreamt of, and give you the best orgasm you've ever had. I can give you, the best first time you could ever wish for... But," Kenny hesitated, reluctantly pulling away. Kyle looked confused, even upset by Kenny's sudden withdrawl, but allowed him to continue. "Kyle, if you want your first to be with someone you love, with that special someone, who I am certain is not me, then you have to say so." He said seriously, before winking and adding cheekily, "I can blow you and be on my way... if you want me to."

Kyle's eyes lowered, his lower lip caught between his lips as he seemed to slip into an internal battle over what he wanted. Kenny mentally sighed, cursing himself for even offering the out, but then, Kyle was one of his oldest and bestest friends; he couldn't coerce him into a decision he might later come to resent him for.

"I think..." Kenny leaned closer to hear the quiet words, tempted to latch onto Kyle's sensitive throat once more, but resisting until he had his orders. He did however, bury his nose in the other boys soft red curls, inhaling deeply and closing his eyes at the surprisingly lemony scent. "I think that I... trust you, enough and that I-I, love you... enough..." Kyle paused, as Kenny pulled away, torn between feeling confused and horrified that someone actually loved him, but was calmed when Kyle only blushed further and shook his head with a mild chuckle. "I don't mean like that. I mean, I love you dude but, not like that, you know?"

Kenny wasn't entirely sure he followed the redheads mutterings, but he nodded his head despite that small factor, burying his face in the side of Kyle's throat as he had longed to. Kyle sighed and wrapped his arms around the blond's neck, drawing him closer as he tilted his head back to give more access to the sensitive area. He gasped, and shuddered, as Kenny grazed the area with his teeth, lightly scraping the flesh before sinking them deeper into it. Kyle whimpered, but pulled Kenny closer, and the blond wasted no time in pressing his body flush against the other boy. He kissed a path to the other boys lips, taking them in a not quite rough kiss of need and dominance. Kyle relaxed, as Kenny rolled over him, taking control as he hastily removed his own shirt and then got to work on removing Kyle's. Once the redhead was bare chested, Kenny began to kiss his way down the other boys chest, his eyes flicking up occasionally to smirk at the other boys stunned expression.

"K-Kenny..!" Kyle gasped, as Kenny's lips made contact with his clothed crotch. His hips bucked lightly, as Kenny deftly worked at the button and zipper, freeing the other boy from his constraining clothing. The blond made calculated movements, removing Kyle's clothes with the minimum fuss and effort, and revealing a proud cock which appeared to be an angry shade of red similar to the patch of curls surrounding it.

Kenny hummed in appreciation, leaning close to lick and kiss the hard flesh, stroking it gently as Kyle mumbled in a language he neither understood nor cared to. Ke flicked his tongue across the slit at the head of Kyle's cock, and felt it throb in warning in his hand. He hesitated, before pressing a gentle kiss to the head, and sitting, throwing the duvet off of them both and hissing as the cool fresh air suddenly assaulted his hot skin.

"Kenn-" Kenny silenced Kyle with a finger to his lips, before he stood and quickly divested himself of his clothing. As soon as he was finished, he pounced back onto the bed, enjoying the startled laugh from the redhead before he swallowed the other boys sounds into a kiss. His hands roamed over Kyle's torso, exploring the parts of his friend which he never usually saw, while he slowly ground against the other boys side. He slowly rose himself to his knees, and moved to settle himself over the other boy, straddling him as he bent low and kissed him deeply. His tongue flicked playfully at Kyle's before it withdrew entirely, his eyes watching every tiny movement the redhead made as he slowly sat up, pressing his ass against Kyle's weeping cock.

"K-Kenny..." Kyle whispered uncertainly, though his hands gripped tightly at Kenny's hips, eagerly tugging him down as he ground his ass over Kyle's dick. With a small grin, Kenny reached down and stood Kyle's dick firmly beneath him, allowing himself a small moan of pleasure as he sank himself onto the hard flesh. He did not stop until Kyle was fully sheathed in his ass.

"Kyle," Kenny murmured, leaning forward slowly so he could gently kiss and nibble at Kyle's throat. The other boy whimpered, his hands all but clawing at Kenny's ass in his desperation. "Kyle listen to me, you aren't gonna last long, ok? Don't feel bad, nobody does their first time... Just, enjoy it Kyle..." The blond whispered, gently sucking on Kyle's earlobe before he pushed himself upright once more.

"Kenny-" Kyle began, but his words turned into a strained groan, as Kenny slowly rose and fell back onto his cock. Kyle gasped, and Kenny drank in the sight and sound of his friend so willingly giving up all the tight control he usually kept himself under. Kenny groaned, as Kyle's eyelashes fluttered closed, his breathing coming in harsh pants as Kenny slowly raised and lowered himself on Kyle's cock. He stroked himself as he moved, moaning quietly so he could still hear Kyle's arousing noises. He clenched his ass muscles around Kyle's cock, feeling the hot coil of orgasm building quickly in his gut at the loud cry Kyle released.

"Kenny, I-I-" Kyle babbled, his head tossing slightly as he ran a hand through his damp curls. Kenny relished the sight, his own cock throbbing as he sped up his hands movements, bouncing slightly harder on Kyle's cock. He gasped, the sound turning to a pleased moan when Kyle released a long and guttural groan, the hand on his hip clamping hard enough into the flesh to leave nail marks. He felt the hot gush of fluid filling his ass, and allowed himself to let go. His breath came quickly, and released with a light exhalation, as his own orgasm washed over him like a gentle wave. His cock pulsed slowly, ejecting warm strings of cum over his hand. He groaned, struck harder perhaps by the gentle orgasm than the full power ones he had experienced before.

Kenny slumped forward, catching himself on his palms before he collided with the other boy and likely winded him. He sucked in a shaky breath, steadying himself and wiping his hand quickly down the side of the bed, before he allowed himself a final gentle kiss with his friend. He hummed, when Kyle barely responded to the kiss, but still tried to chase his lips as he retreated. "So, Kyle," Kenny sniggered, grinning and winking at the disheveled redhead. "Was that everything you hoped for, in a first time?"

Kyle groaned, shoving weakly against the blond's chest. "Don't be an asshole right after that Kenny, you're gonna make it weird."

"Yes Kyle, me acting normal, is going to make it weird that I just had your dick up my ass." Kenny laughed quietly, ignoring the faint protest from Kyle as he rolled to the side of the redhead, propping himself up on his elbow so he could look down at him.

"Shut up dude," Kyle said, blushing furiously as he tried to bury his face in his pillow. Kenny laughed again, softly as he ran his fingers through Kyle's soft, and now damp, red curls.

"Sure sure," Kenny joked, rolling his eyes as Kyle's eyelids drooped heavily. "Go on, its fine; I know I'm so awesome, I tired you out."

Kyle groaned but did as he was told and rolled onto his side, reaching for his duvet to cover himself. He shuffled back against Kenny, effectively allowing the blond to spoon with him as he drifted off to sleep. "Shut up Kenny, else I won't let you do it again..." Kyle murmured, his words slurred thickly by his exhaustion. Kenny chuckled and leaned forward to bite gently at the redheads neck. Kyle shivered, and Kenny chuckled once more, before slowly easing himself away from the other boy. He got to his feet, and ignoring his clothes, headed straight for his orange parka. He rummaged through the pockets for a moment, before withdrawing his small black book and scrawling a large tick into a box beside the name Kyle Broflovski. He glanced back to the bed, unable to keep the small grin from lighting his face as he watched his friend sleep.

He considered for a moment, before deciding that the other boy had offered him the chance of a warm bed to sleep in for a little while, something he would not necessarily have at home if the heating had been cut off again. He dropped his book back into his parka pocket, and walked back to the bed, slipping quickly beneath the duvet and spooning against Kyle once more. As he allowed his arm to drape over the redheads waist, he couldn't help but wonder what would happen when the other boy woke. With a tired grin, he buried his nose in Kyle's hair, and joined his friend in sleep.


A/N:~ Second chapter, woot woot!

Hope this was ok - well, better than ok but still XD

Let me know what you thought please and who you would like to see next time! Options are;

Kenny x Bebe

Kenny x Clyde

Kenny x Wendy

Kenny x Token

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