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'You look super cute today.' Craig said, hooking an arm around my waist. We were walking to my house after school.

'Yeah. Uhhhh…'

After we got into the door, he kissed me on the cheek.

'What's wrong?'

'I'm getting a migraine.'

'Why?'

'Dunno. Stressed out.' I tried to forget about the rest of my life. I opened up my book bag and pulled out my chemistry textbook. 'Mind if I do some homework?'

'It's fine.'

I plopped down onto the floor, with the sofa behind me to support my back. Craig laid down on the couch and rested his face against the back of my neck, nuzzling gently.

I scribbled down the first problem of chapter seven, but I found it more and more impossible to focus on as Craig fondled my neck.

'Could you let me work?' I asked harshly.

'What? I am.'

'Not exactly.' I said with a little laugh. 'You're kinda distracting.'

'Well you're kinda adorable.' He reached his head around the side of mine and kissed me. 'So when you're done are we gonna have sex?'

I shrugged.

'Possibly. Depends.'

'On what?' He asked, with a sassy little hint to his voice.

'On if I actually get this done or not.' I replied. I looked back at the loose leaf paper that was in front of me and sighed. 'It IS a lot of work for one day, isn't it…'

'Mmmhhmm…' I could see peripherally that Craig was staring at me.

I started to scratch down some more irrelevant numbers. Oxygen…hydra…tetra…

'Fuck this. I can't focus.' I slammed the book shut and turned around to face Craig. He grinned at me and stuck his tongue out.

'You're too foxy to do homework.'

'Foxy? My head hurts.' I complained.

'What's with the headaches?'

'I'm migraine prone.'

'I heard that orgasms help headaches.'

'That's cool…' I wasn't really feeling up to having sex. I knew that Craig was going to try to spend the night so we could do it a couple times, but my head hurt so bad that I didn't really know what to say. And then Stan…I couldn't betray him.

'Craig,' I began.

'Yeah?' He leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek. I shuddered backward.

'If two people are dating, can they also have friends with benefits on the side?' I asked nervously.

'Kyle, we already talked about this.' Craig replied with a shake of his head. 'It's totally cool. Why? Are you…'

He grinned. I blushed.

'Are you dating Stan?'

I didn't say anything.

'You and Stan are dating, you gotta be!' Craig started to laugh. 'That's awesome! Did he bone you yet?'

I still didn't say anything.

'Is he ramming you? Plugging your hole? Filling your pipe? Riding the crap outta--'

'OKAY ENOUGH!' I said, embarrassed and shy. 'No, we aren't having sex.' I looked down.

'No sex?!' Craig asked in astonishment. 'Stan isn't gonna like that, is he?'

'I dunno…' I stood up and made for the kitchen. 'I need to take something, sorry…'

I opened up a cabinet and took out some Tylenol. Craig followed me in, and after he got close put his arms around my waist.

'So if Stan isn't getting any of this sweet, awesome kosher ass, am I?' He propped his head up on my shoulder and licked my cheek. I shuddered.

'I dunno, I guess…I mean, I dunno…'

'Kyle you're so unsure of yourself all the time. What's up with that?'

'I dunno…'

Craig let out a strange noise of annoyance and then bit down on my neck.

'OW!' I whined, and tried to shake him off of me. 'What did you do that for?!' I screamed. There was now a little ring of teeth marks on the side of my neck. Yeah, try explaining THAT to my mom.

'You're just sooo delicious…I'm sorry…' Craig pouted. He kissed the bite. 'Can I spend the niigghtt?' he whined.

After popping two pills, I turned around and stared at the boy blankly.

'Dude you just BIT me. I might wake up with little nibbles all over me.'

Craig's eyes glistened as he licked his lips. It seemed to me that he wasn't paying attention to any of my needs.

'I won't bite again…' he said, shifting his eyes. His voice suddenly dropped in volume. 'That is if you stop being so unsure of yourself. 'Cause that's annoying and deserves a little punishment.'

'I don't want you to punish me…' I said, wrinkling my forehead at the idea of him disciplining me. All night. 'But I'll be better about that.'

'Good.' Craig said triumphantly. He slipped his hands underneath my shirt and ran his fingers over my back. They were a little bit cold so they gave me goose bumps. I shuddered, then quickly warmed up to the touch and leaned into him. Craig alternated between kisses and licks on my neck. My head slowly began to feel better, but my temples still pounded.

As predicted, Craig spent the night. However, since my head still hurt I denied him the rough sex that he wanted. He wasn't very happy about that.

We were lying in bed. My parents were home, my door was locked, and Craig had managed to get us both naked.

'C'mon…it'll make you feel SO much better!' Craig pleaded.

I turned away from him, onto my side and folded my arms. He prodded my back repetitively, slowly moving down from my shoulders to my butt.

'I don't wanna.' I said stubbornly. I was in absolutely no state to get my ass plugged.

Craig came in closer, so that my back was up against his chest, and started to nibble at my neck.

'C'mon baby, I'll be slow and gentle. Just how you like it. Unless of course you WANT it hard.'

'Craig I don't want sex.' I said bluntly. I turned my head and looked at him through the corners of my eyes. 'Don't you ever just want to snuggle!?' I asked.

I saw Craig stick out his tongue.

'That's what you do after you have sex.'

'Or instead of.'

Craig sighed.

'What? I like to snuggle. I think sometimes it's more fun to snuggle.'

'God, that's so boring!'

Craig finally decided that I wasn't going to change my mind. With a great big sigh, and an empty feeling in heart/pants, we went to sleep.