2 Chapters in one night? I'm treating you lucky shits! (I lobe you guys ;D)

Here comes the lime! Get in there, Kyle, get that bootay!

I only own Alena! And her mum!

Chapter 4: Show Me Love

Alena slipped her key in the lock of the white painted bungalow and unlocked the light green door.

"My mom isn't in so you're okay. But if she does come home, you'll have to escape out the window." Alena told him.

"Oh, okay."
Kyle nodded.

They walked into the hall and Alena took off her coat and scarf. She lead him into kitchen, while Kyle deposited the bags of food, and into her bedroom.

It was small with white walls. It had a bed, a bookcase, a desk and a wardrobe. It was very plain.

Kyle took off his coat, hat and gloves and placed them in the bed. Alena watched as Kyle closed the curtains.

"Kyle?" she asked.

"Yeah?" Kyle glanced over at the other redhead.

"I have to change." she said.

God, thought Kyle, she has no shame.

"I'll go outside if you want." Kyle stared at the blue duvet.

"No." Alena shook her head "I'll need you to help me. Can you get a fresh pair of pajamas?"

Kyle passed the girl a tank top and pair of shorts. He turned around while Alena took off her bra, shirt and hoodie and changed into the tank top.

"Kyle?" Alena asked again, trying to stand up, "I'm going to need some help getting my pants and nylons off. I can't do it while sitting on my bed."

Kyle tried hard not to think about the fact a really pretty girl was taking off her shorts, while trying to grip his shoulder and balancing on one leg at the same time.

Alena wobbled dangerously and Kyle grabbed her by the waist.

"Kyle, I'll hold on to you and you'll have to undress me." Alena stuttered, avoiding his eyes.

Alena was stuttering? Did this feel as awkward to her as it did him?

Kyle undid Alena's belt, fingers brushing the skin of her belly, and pushed the shorts and nylons to her knees.

Alena sat back down on her bed to change again.

When she had finished changing, and thrown her clothes at the floor behind her closed and locked door, Alena indicated that Kyle sit next to her.

He obeyed.

"You liked that." she whispered in his ear,

Kyle didn't make eye contact.
"You're a gorgeous girl. Any guy-"

Alena cut him off with a gentle kiss.

Before Kyle could respond, Alena had pulled away.

"Sorry." she muttered.

Kyle, suddenly, took her face in his hands and kissed her forcefully.

Alena Courtney, this cruel bitch, could be his.

She ran a hand through his hair and kissed back.

Kyle bit her bottom lip and ran his tongue along it, demanding entrance.

Alena moaned and rolled onto her back, pulling him on top of her.

Kyle felt blood rush south and let his hands wander down to her behind as he gave one slow, hard thrust against her.

Alena broke the kiss with a loud gasp and wrapped her legs around his waist.

That was it. The switch that had been flipped. He could claim her. How he wanted her. This lust, this desire, had been building up ever since she had held him at his house. He wanted her so bad.

A low guttural groan escaped from his lips as he began to grind against Alena.

"Don't stop." she cried, in-between lust filled moans.

"Oh, I won't." replied Kyle.

The sound of a key scraping into the lock of the front door caused Kyle to stop and roll off her.

The door opened and a voice called:
"Lena?! Are you home?"

Alena and Kyle both jumped up, Kyle opening the curtains and Alena grabbing his coat.

"Hi!" called Alena, trying to hide how breathless she was.

"Sweetie, are you getting changed?" the voice was right outside of her room.

Alena opened the the window.
"Hold on. Mom!" she called, helping Kyle through the window and pulling the curtains closed.

"Stay there." she whispered to Kyle.

Alena unlocked her door and was hugged tightly by her mother.

"How was the first day of the new year?" Carla Courtney asked.

"Mom..." Alena rolled her eyes.

"Did Stan Marsh have one of his get-togethers? Who's your next seating partner? What is you do today?" Her mother exploded in a rush of questions as she sat on her daughter's bed.

Alena realised with a jolt that her mother was sitting where she and Kyle had been kissing. They were so close to doing more than just kissing.

"Yeah, I've just been to one, new partner is Kyle Broflovski and I went round his house for dinner."

"Gerald and Sheila's eldest?" asked Carla "Were they nice to you?"

Alena shrugged.
"They mentioned what happened in New York to Kyle."

"But you're still friends." Carla frowned.

"Yeah," shrugged Alena.

Friends who make out and touch each other, Alena added in her head.

"Hmm, I'll talk to Sheila tomorrow." Carla frowned as her daughter hobble over to the bed. "Oh my Lord, Alena! What did you do to your ankle?!"

"I slipped while playing DDR." Alena replied. "Kyle strapped it up for me and he said that I should go to the clinic tomorrow."

"We'll go first thing in the morning." Carla kissed Alena's head. "Get some sleep, sweetie."

As soon as Carla shut the door, Alena got up and locked it before going over to the window.

As she pulled back the curtain, Kyle stood a metre or so away away from the window.

"Your mom seems nice." he smiled as Alena climbed out of the window too.

Alena brought him closer for a kiss.
"Shut up." she said.

"Answer me this question, babe." Kyle rested his forehead against hers, proud that he got away with calling her 'babe'. "Are you my girlfriend?"

"It's gonna take more than a few heated kisses, a lot of flirting and some hugs to be my boyfriend." Alena laughed.

"Excuse me?" asked Kyle, letting go of Alena.

"Do you take me for a whore?" Alena snapped, "It was a mistake! I lost control."

"No!" Kyle cried "I just... I just..."

"Go home, Broflovski." Alena turned to climb back through her window, "I'll think about it."

Show Me Love - t.A.T.u

This took ages to write, the lime and so on. I haven't have a physical relationship for over a year (let alone a sexual one).

Anyway, see ya in the next chapter ;D

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~Allie x