*~Special~*
"So, what's it going to be Oliver? Do you want me to spend the night at your place... or not?" Kyle asked as he was dancing in Oliver's arms.
"We haven't even kissed yet... and you already want to spend the night?" Oliver responded.
"I promise by the end of the night, we will have kissed MANY times," Kyle replied with a smirk.
When Oliver looked away shyly, Kyle quickly added, "Look, Oliver... it was just a suggestion. I don't have to spend the night. But I do have feelings for you and I'm having a fabulous time... and if you think you want to..."
Before Kyle could say another word, Oliver was kissing him. It was a deep, hungry kiss of wild desire. They kissed and held each other as though no one else was on the dance floor. After awhile, Kyle pulled away, totally breathless.
"Wow, Oliver, that was some kiss. Does this mean you want to spend the night with me?" Kyle asked with a hopeful grin.
"Yes, it does. But I'm not sure if I am ready..."
"I understand. We don't have to make love until you're ready. But we could kiss and hold each other all night long," Kyle suggested.
"That sounds nice. I want my night with you to be special."
Kyle gazed into Oliver's baby-blue eyes. "It will be. I promise. Let's go back to your place, okay?"
"Alright," Oliver agreed. But before they left, he leaned in for another kiss. Kissing Kyle had been amazing. Suddenly, Oliver couldn't get enough of it.
"Let's go. It's time for our sleep-over," Kyle stated as they held hands and left the club together.