Entity For eternity chapter 3
Heya kumquats! *dodges rock* I know I haven't updated in a long while, but I have a pretty good excuse for it!
One being this took so long for me to write. It literally took up 15 pages in my spiral, not counting the back pages.
Secondly, this is my very first lemon so don't hate me for infinity please? It was even harder since it was in first person… I made Stan pretty bipolar in this chapter, but I guess it kind of fits since he doesn't know what Kyle likes or how far to go with him. I mean I have him teasing in one part, rough in another, and then sweet, and I have no idea what I've done.
Also, I have made him quite the dirty talker.
Third, I was re-watching Future Diary and my annoyance for Yuno and Yukki at the end only got greater now that I know what actually happen... (¬_¬)
Disclaimer: Woe is me, I don't own South Park
Now without further ado, the frickity frack begin! ψ(｀∇´)ψ
In which Kyle gives Stan the green light.
I never was one for closed mouth kisses.
So when Kyle kissed me with that adorable closed mouth kiss with his eyes shut tight and his whole body stiff, I knew I had to do something.
Gently, I put both of my hands on the sides of his face and coax his mouth open and his body into a more relaxing state. As soon as his mouth opens, my tongue begins to explore it fully.
My hands can't keep still either. They're either cupping his face, trailing them over his thighs (but steering clear of the small but growing bulge), or trying to pull him closer.
With lungs burning, I pull away from probably one of the best make out sessions in my life.
I can feel my face burning and as I try to catch my breath, my eyes rake over everything about Kyle. His slightly darker eyes, the flush of his face, the heaving of his chest as he tries to take in air.
Yep, this is a million times better than any one of my fantasies.
"Why'd you stop?" He panted, causing my face to burn even more. Good question. I don't even know why I stopped to tell the honest and sincere truth.
"Well I wanna know if you're not gonna regret this anytime in the near future."
After all of my experience, I don't know why I'm stuck blushing and frozen like a virgin on their first time.
Kyle throws his leg over me and straddles my lap, causing me to bite back a moan at the sudden pressure down there.
"How's this? I'm not drunk and I want you to use those handcuffs on me Stan."
A toothy smile breaks out onto my face as that sudden rush of confidence comes rushing back into my veins.
I placed both of my hands on his hips and roll my hips as I push him down, letting out that agonizing moan.
"I'm telling you right now, if we start I won't be able to stop." Someway somehow, I've managed to get that sultry tone in my voice that makes an even deeper red coat his cheeks." It's going to be a kinky, rough, ride."
Kyle grinds his ass on my lower half, making another moan slip out of the both of us. He then looks at me with a devious look that I'd never thought he could make," Well then, I guess I'd better buckle up."
If I wasn't in this position right now, I would have jumped for joy, screamed it to the world and have a dance party just for the soul reason that he gave me the green light to do this.
Quickly, I flip us over so that I'm on top and roughly slam my lips against his. Before he can even think about doing anything else, my tongue is in his mouth again moving against his. I bit down on his bottom lip, which drew a tiny bit of blood, causing him to groan loudly and arch against my chest. My hands start at where his shirt began, and I push his hips roughly into the mattress. My neck goes to the crooks of Kyle's neck where I leave a trail of silent kisses. Small gasps leave his mouth every time my lips brush against the skin, and a delicious whine rings in my ears when I bite down and suck.
"Take it off." I growled into his neck. His hands moved from clinging to my shoulders desperately to the hem of his shirt. As he pulled the shirt up to expose his stomach, I bit down in a different spot earning a whimper from him.
" Didn't you hear me?" I sneered, biting down even harder in a different spot on his collarbone "I said take it off."
He pants in my ear followed by almost inaudible moan of my name, but it all sounds like music to my ears. "I can't."
Just to prove that I was dead serious, I trailed my hand down to the wet spot forming in his boxers.
"Already this hard?" I mused, stroking it and he gasped.
I finally sit up, straddling his hips, and take in the sight below me.
Kyle under me, a beautiful aroused mess, his hair messed up and splayed around his head, and his lips bruised, red, and parted from my abuse, and his eyes wide and staring at me, trying to figure out my next move.
Finally he gets the shirt off and I snatched it from him, and tossed it so it landed somewhere on the floor. Gripping him from under his arms, I slide him up to the head of the bed and reach for the handcuffs on my nightstand. I snapped one of the metal cuffs onto his wrist and then loop the chain through one of the cast iron rods and snap the other one. "Now," I start, moving Kyle's wrist just to make sure it wasn't too tight and that he had room to move, " The real fun begins."
Slowly I trail a path of kisses from his mouth all the way to the waistband of his boxers.
"Wait." He says, and I sit up and raise an eyebrow in response.
"Could you take off your shirt too? It just feels kinda weird that I'm the only one."
That's it?
Wordlessly, I pulled my shirt over my head and dropped it to the floor.
"Like whatcha see?" I ask, smirking slightly when I see him staring and then he turns his gaze to the lamp.
Slowly, I slid the boxers off and I hear Kyle gasp when I take him fully into my hand.
It took a little longer than I expected, but I soon found a rhythm that had him melting beneath my hand.
I'm no better either. Every time he pulls against the headboard, the chains ring loudly in my ear.
If you haven't noticed already, I live to hear that sound.
"Feels good right?" I breathed into his ear, and he gave me a loud groan in reply.
"Shit-ah!-yes." He trailed off into another fit of sounds encouraging me further and further. A especially loud whine plays in my ears as I take one of his nipples into my mouth.
Swirling my tongue around the pink nub I gently nip at it and move to the other one, giving it the same treatment.
"Goddammit Stan, stop being a –ngh- tease."
If he thinks this right now is teasing, then he has no idea what I can do.
Yes yes, I know I'm mean for stopping it right here…
I'm just starting to feel really uncertain about this because it seems like I'm dragging this out longer than it needs to be T.T.I have the other chapter written already in my spiral, but depending on how this one goes, I'll change it from there.
Yes lemon? No lemon?
Au revior children!
~819