Author's Note: Hahaha I'm bad at writing smut. Sorry.
Chapter 28
Despite both Nazz's and Rolf's reassurances, Kevin spent the following Monday avoiding Edd like the plague. He knew it was a shitty thing to do—he saw the disappointment and frustration written all over Edd's face at lunch—but he couldn't help himself. He was scared to death that he'd messed up. He had never cared about someone like this. If he couldn't fix it with an apology and a hearty slap on the back, he just let it drop. Suddenly Edd's accusation made sense: "If you can't punch it into the next dimension, it isn't even worth your time!" It was true. He wasn't much good at working through his issues, but this was different. Edd was different. For reasons he still wasn't clear about, Edd did matter. He mattered more than anybody except maybe Nazz, but she mattered in a different way so he wasn't sure that even counted. He watched the clock tick away, counting down the seconds until the end of the school day. He stared in disbelief as minutes that usually seemed to take forever flew by. He briefly wondered what higher power he'd offended before the bell rang. It sounded much like he's imagined a closing prison cell to sound, but at this point he was pretty sure he was just being dramatic. He set his head on the desk as the students filed out of the room.
"Goddammit," he muttered.
He pulled himself up, slung his bag over his shoulder, and stepped out into the hall. He kept a wary eye out for the black sock hat, but he made it to his locker without incident. He spun the combination in and took one last look around before turning his attention to his books. A touch of cool metal and a click quickly alerted him to the mistake of letting his guard down. Memories came flooding back as, horrified, he followed the line of his arm down, across the pink handcuffs, up Edd's arm, and finally to a pair of mischievous eyes.
"Greetings, Kevin."
"Goddammit," Kevin repeated, rubbing his face. "Fine. I had this coming. But the pink ones? Really?"
"They're the only pair I have," Edd replied. For now…
"Alright, fine. Let's just go." Kevin moved to walk away but stopped when he realized Edd was not following. "What?"
"We're leaving through the front, not the back. You don't have to go to practice today. I already spoke with the coach."
"What?!"
"Yes. I informed him that your grade in math is absolutely atrocious. As your tutor, it is my duty to let him know that you need extra assistance to maintain your grade and therefore your position on the team. It is not, however, my duty to inform your teammates. You will be doing that on your own."
"What."
"Come along, darling."
"What?"
Edd led him down the halls. He followed in utter disbelief. When they came around the corner and found the baseball team horsing around in the front hall, Kevin felt his face grow hot. Maybe they won't notice and we can just sneak past…
"Dude, what the hell, Kev?"
Or maybe not. Kevin winced and smiled nervously. "Hey, Matt. What's up, guys?"
"What the hell are you doing with this dork? Are those fucking handcuffs?"
Edd stood silently a step behind Kevin and watched with guarded eyes. Eddy and Ed were just outside if he needed them, but he only felt slightly reassured.
"I told you, he's my tutor. I totally bombed that math test, so coach is sending me home to study so I don't get kicked off the team." Kevin shrugged and shoved his free hand into his pocket. He tried his best to look cool about it, but he felt his hands shaking.
Cries of "aw, how come you get to skip practice?" and "lucky!" ran through the team before Matt held his hand up for silence.
"That doesn't explain the handcuffs," he said threateningly. He turned his glare to Edd. "Speak, dork."
Edd shrugged lightly. "An experiment in public humiliation. I need the extra credit for my psychology class, and Kevin was kind enough to…'offer' to assist me." He smiled innocently enough, but Kevin caught a wicked glint in his eyes.
Matt nodded appreciatively. "I get that, bro. But why are they pink?" He leaned in to flick at the chain.
"You and I are both men of the world, Matthew. Use that brain of yours. For what use would one have hot pink handcuffs?" Edd grinned openly and Kevin blushed a very deep red. "If you will excuse us, gentlemen. We have a few lessons to cover tonight."
Waving his fingers playfully, Edd left through the front door with Kevin in tow. Matt and the rest of the team watched them go in stunned silence. Edd noticed with delight that a few of the players' cheeks were dusted in varying shades of pink. Outside they met Eddy and Ed. Eddy landed a solid punch on Kevin's shoulder. He accepted it. I deserve it, he thought.
"Damn right you do," Eddy laughed.
"Shut up," Kevin mumbled.
The three Eds laughed. Ed slung an arm around Kevin's shoulder and they began to walk home. They parted at the cul-de-sac. Ed and Eddy walked off toward Rolf's house so Ed could feed his chicken, and Kevin followed closely as Edd led them to his front door. They removed their shoes in the front hall and made their way up to Edd's room. Seated comfortably on Edd's bed, Kevin held out his wrist expectantly, but with a small smile Edd shook his head.
"I like this," he explained. "You're mine, and I'm yours. It is quite fitting, I think."
Kevin grinned, feeling a large amount of tension lift from his shoulders. "So you're not breaking up with me?"
"Good heavens, no! Do you honestly think that I would be so childish as to break off our relationship over one argument? Of course not."
"Edd, I'm sorry. I really am. I was such an ass."
"While I am inclined to agree with you, your apology is no longer necessary. I forgave you long ago." Edd brought a hand up to rest on Kevin's cheek. Kevin hummed and leaned into the gesture. "However, we do need to discuss this properly. We should have done so before the incident on Friday, but I allowed my emotions to override my logic. I put you in a position that you did not need to be in, and for that I apologize."
"Don't be sorry. I know it's hard for you." Kevin pulled Edd's hand from his cheek and played with his fingers. "I just…"
"No need to explain, Kevin. I understand your position. Therefore, I have come up with a proposal that I think you will find…agreeable."
"Oh?" Kevin raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"
"I will permit you to keep our relationship a secret until senior year, as you originally planned, and will not mention it again under one condition: you must make the honors' list every quarter of junior year."
"Honors' list? But that means I have to get all A's, right? Have you seen my report cards?"
"Unfortunately, yes." Edd flashed a smile. He reached over to his bedside table and picked up the key to the handcuff, removing them and placing them on top of their label. "I have total faith in your academic abilities, as long as you dedicate yourself and have the right motivation. I will, of course, be more than happy to tutor you, and…if you're good…" He leaned in to brush his lips against Kevin's. "I might just try my hand at serving as your motivation."
Kevin growled, eyes alight with a playful spark. "You're so fucking hot."
He pressed forward, knocking Edd's bag onto the floor and sliding his knee in between Edd's legs. He rubbed gently and took Edd's lip between his teeth, coaxing out a soft moan. Edd slid his tongue out to lap at Kevin's lip, his hands moving to broad and tanned shoulders. He raked his nails gently down Kevin's back, and Kevin bit into the crook of his neck in return. Shirts were quickly abandoned as the kisses became deeper and more frantic. Slender fingers probed and tested the smooth skin of a dedicated athlete, the tough-guy act falling away in little shudders and groans. Kevin tangled his fingers in Edd's hair and pulled.
"Ah! Kevin…"
Hands traveled south, but it was Edd who took the initiative, tugging at the button on Kevin's jeans. He slid the zipper down and wiggled the fabric over Kevin's hips. Kevin kicked the jeans off and reached down to help Edd do the same. Their lips came together again, urgency welling in the pits of their stomachs. Edd brushed his fingertips over the soft fabric of Kevin's boxers, biting at his lip. His face seemed to harden as he came to a decision.
"Edd?" Kevin asked. "You okay?"
Without a word, Edd moved his hands to his own hips and slid out of his boxers. Kevin watched with lustful eyes, hastily following suit. Edd rolled to the side and pulled a small, unmarked box from under his bed. He carefully removed a condom and a small bottle of lube before sliding the box back under the bed. He squeezed a dollop of the smooth liquid into his palm and snapped the bottle closed firmly. He took Kevin's hand and smeared the lube around, lacing his fingers through Kevin's. When he felt that Kevin was sufficiently prepared, he took a deep breath and guided Kevin's hand down.
Eyes wide, Kevin took the offer, pressing inside of the lovely body beneath him. Edd sighed, gazing up at Kevin and laughing at his look of concentration. He rubbed the residue lubricant between his hands and began to stroke at Kevin's length, earning delicious shivers that he watched race up Kevin's spine. Kevin breathlessly murmured sweet nothings into Edd's ear. Edd felt his entire body heat up, a feeling of loving desire flushing through him. He tore at the silvery wrapping around the condom, freeing the soft latex. Fingers trembling, he picked his head up so he could watch himself slide the condom onto Kevin. The redhead shuddered at the gentle touch and slid his free hand up Edd's thigh before dragging his nails back down the pale skin.
Too soon, and yet not soon enough, Kevin leaned down for another kiss before lining himself up and pressing forward. Edd's breath rushed out in an uncharacteristically loud gasp. He moaned and Kevin matched the sound. Kevin began to thrust harder and harder. One hand moved to slide Edd's hat off and run through his silky hair. The dork returned the favor, fingers knotting into the short, wispy hairs at the back of Kevin's neck. Edd pulled him closer, breaking Kevin's rhythm, and kissed him harshly. Kevin groaned into the kiss, his pace becoming almost frenzied. Edd wrapped his legs around Kevin, drawing him deeper with each thrust. His hands released Kevin's head and slid down so he could pleasure himself. The sight pushed Kevin over the edge. With a sharp cry, he came. After riding it out for a moment, he gently moved Edd's hands aside, replacing them with his own. He watched with fascination for the little signs that Edd gave off as he grew closer to climax. He noted that Edd's back arched subtly just before and slowly sank back to the bed as he came down. It was cute and sexy and almost unbearable. Edd slid out of bed for a shower, and Kevin followed without hesitation.
As the warm water washed over them, they clung to each other, eyes drooping and mouths yawning. Edd kicked Kevin out when he deemed the redhead sufficiently clean and set about scrubbing every inch of his body. Kevin stood just outside of the shower curtain and dried himself off. He wrapped the towel around his waist and sat on the toilet seat to wait. When the water finally shut off, he was ready with a towel for Edd. He pulled the skinny boy close and rubbed him down vigorously. Edd laughed, letting Kevin turn him every which way to dry him off. Hand in hand, they walked back to Edd's room. They pulled their boxers back on but left the rest of the clothes where they lay. Kevin collapsed onto the bed and Edd followed closely behind, snuggling into welcoming arms.
"Sorry I'm an idiot," Kevin mumbled.
"It's alright," Edd sighed. He felt his eyes sliding shut and stifled a yawn. "You're my idiot."
