-1Disclaimer: South Park and all characters in it are copyright Matt Stone and Trey Parker, not me.
A/N:
Its short, as in, truly short. But enjoyable, I like to think. I mean, honestly? Portable? What the hell am I supposed to do with that? it's a good thing I had some high school memories to help me with this, otherwise… well, otherwise, it would've been worse…
BTW If anyone wants to see the fish I caught, I suggest heading over to zoshi-the-confused. deviantart. Com (without the spaces, of course) and checking out the recently uploaded stuff, and the journal, I'm going to have pics up soon… :D
Title: The K Squared 100
Author: Zoshi the Confused
Rating: Ranging, mostly PG-PG13
Category: South Park
Genre: General/Romance
Collection may contain: Shounen-Ai/Boy Love, Violence, Adult Situations, Swearing
Theme 10: Portable
"I wish you were portable…" Kyle sighed softly, running his fingers through his blonde lover's hair.
"Portable?" Kenny asked, eyebrows scrunching. He shifted on the bed, arms curling closer around the redhead's body.
"Yeah, so I could take you along everywhere…" Kyle grinned, pressing a kiss between the blonde's eyes, and then on the tip of his nose.
"And you can't now…" Kenny murmured, tilting his head to catch Kyle's lips in his own. It was a long, slow moment before the conversation continued.
"Sure, but not everywhere," Kyle said, nuzzling his face against Kenny's neck. He pressed both lips and tongue to that one spot right above the clavicle, and the blonde's arms tightened almost spasmodically around him. "I want you small and portable."
"Small, huh?" Kenny chuckled, voice muffled in the redheads curly hair. He nibbled on Kyle's ear, grinning at the noises he made.
"Tiny." Kyle affirmed, pushing away the blonde's face and moving to look down at him, gray eyes staring into blue. "Tiny enough to fit in my pocket."
"Hm… pants pocket?" Kenny leered, one hand moving down to squeeze the redhead's ass.
"Only if you're good," Kyle frowned down at him, giving him a disapproving look.
"Oh, baby, I'm always good…" Kenny replied, grabbing the shoulders above him and pulling.
"That is true…" Kyle managed right before he got pulled down onto the blonde's body.
Their lips met again, crushing against each other, and a very long moment passed this time before they parted.
"So… will you be portable for me?" Kyle asked breathlessly, grinning.
"I can try," Kenny grinned, leaning up to rub noses. "But the only thing that's going to fit in your pocket right now is my hand…"
"Hah!" Kyle laughed, brushing his lips against the blonde's, "That's good enough, I guess… as long as it's my pants pocket it's fitting in…"