Woot, woot! Another chapter for you all! :) Enjoy cuz this chapter gets a liiiiiiittle steammah. (Steamy)

Drool was leaking from Stan's mouth and on to his pillow when his cell phone started playing "The Fame" by Lady Gaga. He picked up his phone drowsily and flipped it open, pressing it to his face.

"Hullo? Whoozis?" His muffled voice came.

"Stan, its Kyle. Were you sleeping?"

"Mmyah. What time is it?" He said less garbled by sleep.

"Around two in the morning."

"Jesus Christ man! I'm trying to sleep!" Stan blurted out a bit louder than necessary. He listened to see if he had woken anyone up. It didn't sound like it.

"Sorry!" Kyle whispered. "I needed to talk to you."

"Oh…" Stan said, realizing why Kyle had called. "So?"

"Well… I thought about it, and…"

"And what?" The anticipation was killing Stan.

"Well, I was thinking I guess we could give being in a relationship a try." He mumbled quietly. Kyle had thought long and hard about what had happened that afternoon and after several hours he knew it was an easy choice. After the kiss his mind had already been made up, he just needed to figure it out himself.

Stan's jaw dropped at the words. "D-do you mean it?" He had to confirm it.

"Yeah, I do."

"I'm coming over." Stan stated.

"What? It's too late tonight." Kyle said, attempting to hide the fact that he was happy Stan wanted to see him.

"No it's not. I want to be with you right now. I'll be there in a few minutes."

"Okay… careful though." Kyle replied.

"I will be…" Stan desperately wanted to say he loved Kyle but he didn't want to rush him.

"Bye." Kyle hung up.

Stan grabbed his sneakers and shoved them on his feet and grabbed his red and blue hat before sneaking out the backdoor quietly.

It was freezing outside, but he didn't care. Running through the snow he snuck around the back of Kyle's house. Stan packed up a snowball and threw it at Kyle's window. Moments later it opened and Kyle waved before dropping down his fire ladder. It had never been used for an actual fire, but many times for the use of Stan sneaking over. This time it was different though.

Stan scaled the ladder quickly and jumped into Kyle's room. It was so much warmer than outside. He looked around his best friend's bedroom, the room he had been in a million times. Stan looked at the cherry desk that had a computer and all Kyle's school things, the matching night table with a jar of half eaten peanut butter and a picture of Kyle and him on the couch, the bed with blue sheets and a navy comforter twisted around like the bed hadn't been made for a while.

All of a sudden he felt someone grab him and he jumped. Kyle was laughing at him.

"Hah, you are so easy to scare when you're spacing out!" He whisper-yelled.

"That was mean Kyle!" Stan said frowning.

Am I supposed to think it's cute when he does that? Because I do… I think I'm supposed to. Kyle thought when he looked at Stan's small frown.

"I'm sorry Stanley." Kyle teased using Stan's full name.

"Not yet, you aren't." Stan smiled impishly and pushed Kyle against the wall that had his faded Michael Jackson poster. He could see Kyle's Adam's apple bob as he swallowed. Stan let his hands slide off Kyle's shoulders and down to his wrists as he pinned him against the wall. His lips parted slightly and his breathing hitched as his body registered that he was trapped.

"You will be sorry when I'm done ravishing you…" Stan murmured seductively, leaning his face inches from Kyle's.

Kyle stared into Stan's blue eyes that were alight with desire. He wasn't entirely positive about how he felt, but he had come up with an easy way to think about anything he didn't know for sure earlier. Good or Bad Kyle? Simple, good or bad? Good… He thought without hesitation.

Stan tilted his head and ghosted his lips up and down Kyle's throat. Oh god. Kyle thought. Good, good, soooooo fucking good. Stan grinned when Kyle leaned his head back against the wall to give him more room. He nibbled the spot where he could feel the other boy's blood pulsing, sucking on it for a moment before nipping his way up and along Kyle's jaw. Licking Kyle's cheek sweetly before pressing his lips against the other's. I've waited so long for this… Stan thought, pressing flush against Kyle and parting his lips. He ran his tongue over Kyle's lips and he parted his as well. Smiling against his mouth, Stan pressed his tongue in to Kyle's mouth and felt around the new flesh. Tracing circles on the roof of his mouth, feeling the ridges of his teeth, memorizing the way he moved his lips in response. Kyle moaned in the kiss, eliciting more passionate replies from Stan.

Stan moved his lips away from Kyle's and placed kisses up his jaw and cheek and nibbled on his ear. Releasing his hands, Stan held one hand on the side of Kyle's neck and the other on his cheek. He kissed him again. Kyle pulled off Stan's hat and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Ohhh" Stan groaned, He backed up onto the bed and pulled Kyle on top of him. Kyle bent his knees a little so he was straddling Stan.

"Now you are sorry." Stan whispered.

"Am I? Because I feel more like I got rewarded." Kyle whispered back.

Rolling his eyes, Stan wrapped his arms around Kyle and pulled him down to lay next to him. Kyle smiled. Definitely good… He nuzzled his hand under Stan's chin and licked his neck affectionately.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted this…" Stan mumbled.

"Hmmm, I guess… eight years." Kyle teased.

"Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner."

"What's my prize?"

"You get to sleep with me alllll night." Stan said happily.

"That's a good prize…" Kyle said softly, his voice muffled by Stan's shirt.

Kyle twined himself around Stan and fell asleep quickly. Stan however stayed up for awhile to think. He's so much better than Wendy; I actually feel it when I kiss him. It's not just lips touching, I actually get that warm feeling in my chest everyone talks about in the movies. And right now, just holding him, his head resting on my chest… I love him so much…

"I love you Kyle…" He breathed, pressing his face against his hair and inhaling deeply. "Really, I do."

DAWWW! Ain't that just KYOOT? Teehee, remember, reviews make me write faster!