Princess-of-Your-Doom: lol hard call right? i get the giggles writing this so i can only imagine how u feel! :3
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Christophe POV
I was more than happy to wait for Kyle's response, quietly passing the time by taking in his flustered expression as his vivid green eyes darted all around the room. I smiled as I took in the way his reddening cheeks looked with his curly red hair and clashed with his pale skin.
I wasn't looking forward to one answer more than another. True, I had fantasied about having him for a very long time. But more than being just sexually attracted to him, I cared deeply for him. I had no intention of pushing him to do anything he didn't want. I'd happily wait for him for as long as he needed. Still...it was fun to tease him.
Finally he gently pushed against my chest, in a silent and gentle plea for a little air to regain himself. I complied, taking a step back, my hands on his hips. "M...Maybe Kenny left something," he mumbled, sounding embarrassed.
My brow furrowed in confusion as he left, making his way down the hall and shuffling through the closet, his movements almost nervous.
I watched curiously. "Kyle? Are you alright?" A stupid question, but I hated the silence growing between us.
"Y-yeah...fine..." I'd never heard him stutter like that...even when we were younger and he was making nervous claims that he couldn't go near his mother. He smiled at me, popping his head out behind the open closet door in some method of reassurance. "You can sit down," He said.
"You aren't going to jump back in ze closet, are you?"
He rolled his eyes, grinning at my bad joke. "Shut up and sit down," He laughed, returning to shuffle through the boxes.
I smiled in return and seated myself on the couch. "Mind eef I smoke?" I asked, already taking my metal lighter and a pack of ciggerettes.
"Go for it."
I lit up, taking a deep drag. With all the time I had spent packing and moving, I had neglected my nicotine crave. Finally at some point last night I cracked and picked up on the habit, surprised I had gone so long. It seemed as though with my thoughts being so occupied I wasn't concerned with such trival matters. Luckily, it looked like Kyle wasn't the type to care much either way on smokers. It really wasn't too much of a shock. He knew I was a chain smoker from childhood.
Kyle POV
I just smiled warmly at Tophe's question. I had wondered if he quit since I had yet to see one of those damn things. I knew it was a terrible habit. My mom had done a lot to pound into my skull to never 'smoke another damn cancer stick again!' Course, I never did just because I never wanted to hack like that again. But I wasn't Nazi about smokers. To each their own.
And knowing that Christophe was still a smoker...kinda further supported the idea that he really hadn't change much.
But I was soon blushing again as I found what I was looking for. A dvd that Kenny had given me when I came outta the closet featuring a ton of clips of guy on guy porn he had downloaded.
I was unsure about putting it in...I had no idea what to think of the idea that Christophe wanted to fuck me...But I didn't want him to think I was the same spineless little girl I had been when we first met.
So I stood, taking a deep breath, and made my way to the living room to pop in the movie before sitting next to my boyfriend.
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