Princess-of-Your-Doom95: lol glad to put u on the edge of your seat, hun :3 made me giggle just writing it! i felt like such a sappy spazoid! lmao! *grabs Gir and hugs him* LET'S MAKE BISCUITS! XD
Vampire-Goth-Girl: thx hun :)
ChocoateMilkLOL: whoot whoot! suspense!
In The Mix: im tryin hun lol
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Kyle POV
After the guys left, I was actually a little worried that there might be some awkward tension, but all of that melted away when Tophe kissed me and held my gaze. I kept loosing myself in those chocolate depths and I found myself wondering how someone as intimadating as Christophe could have such kind eyes.
He smiled gently and kissed my forehead, making me blush darker. When I was little, I was always trying to find ways to prove how tough I was while still trying to hold onto my morals, but now it seemed like all my work had been for nothing. I was the chick of this relationship; no question about it. (Plus, there was no way in hell someone like me could ever 'top' Christophe DeLorne'.)
I cleared my throat, feeling a little embarrassed. "So.." My eyes flew to different corners of the room before settling on looking at his chest, taking in the fabric and color of his tee shirt. "What now?"
He chuckled warmly, his arms still around me. It was a warm feeling, having his attention and affection like this. "You seem to ask zhat quite often, mon amour," He teased, leaning his forhead against mine. I kept my gaze on his chest, but couldn't hide my smile. "Eef you like, ve could just...sit and talk. Maybe vatch one of those shitty American made movies you are so fond of."
I rolled my eyes with a stupid grin and punched him in the arm playfully before making my way to the dvd rack (or the bookshelf, as I call it because that's what it is no matter what dad said) and skimming over the titles, trying to find something that Tophe would like. "What's your style?"
"Style?" I could hear him plopping down on the couch.
"Yeah, ya know , like..." I shrugged as I paused. "Like comedy or action or horror..."
"I vill be 'onest," He sighed. "Normally vhen I 'ad ze time to actually sit and vatch somezhing eet ended up being...adult entertainment."
I let his words sink in, my face clouded in confusion on whether or not to believe him, thinking maybe he was pulling my leg. Course when I looked over I saw him sitting there looking very matter-of-factly, his face void of any embarrassment or pervertedness.
"...Pornography." I stated bluntly. He nodded his head in confirmation and I felt my face turn red. "Ah..." What the hell was I supposed to say to that?
"Vhat, you've nevar vatched any?" He teased, smiling now.
"I have," I admitted. It was impossible to be a teenage boy (especially one in South Park) and not watch porn every now and again. "But...ya know, I've never...Never been so blunt about the fact. You caught me off gaurd is all..."
"Vould eet put you more at ease eef I said I replaced the actors with me and you?"
...No...Yes...Maybe...Hell yes...
He laughed at my silence. "Of course my details were off...My imagination is nozhing compared to your actual beauty, cheri. But eet did get me through until I could see you again."
"...You...jacked off thinking about me?" I knew he loved me...but that alone was hard enough to believe without hearing that he also found me sexually attractive.
"Does zhat bother you?"
"No!" I turned red. "I mean...no...It's just...It's a little weird." I shifted from foot to foot, suddenly uncomfortable.
Christophe saw this and stood, walzing over and wrapping his arms around me again, kissing me passionately. My breath hitched and I felt like I was soaring agian. When he pulled back, I was dazed and he was smirking, looking sexy as hell.
"Anytime you vant," He said quietly, "and I vill be more zhan 'appy to show you all ze zhings I 'ave longed to do to you."
Dear god, my brain just shut down.
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lol short
shall i postpone smut or shall they do the nasty now?
plz review your vote!