Warning: Smut.

Stan bit his lip to keep himself from making any noise as he felt Kyle's hands roam up his shirt and trail his back, his fingers dug into his blanket of the bed. "You okay kitten?"

The goth nodded in response, but didn't say anything as his heart pounded in his chest and his skin screamed at the contact, when was the last time he was actually touched so intimately?

"Tell me when to stop okay?"

"Mm-hm..." He tried to keep his breathing under control, as he squirmed under Kyle's touch, after a minute Kyle asked, "Can I take off your shirt?"

He nodded, not trusting his own voice, and let Kyle remove his t-shirt and toss it on the floor, Kyle's hands rubbed against his shoulders and ran down his arms, it was so hard to breathe normally, and his breath hitched when he felt Kyle's lips brush against his shoulder, "K-kyle!"

The redhead pulled away, "Are you okay?"

He nodded but didn't turn to face his boyfriend, "C-can you...d-do it...do it again?"

Kyle smiled as he leaned forward and placed his hands on Stan's arms again, rubbing soothing circles with his thumbs, "Sure babe," and he leaned forward and pressed his lips against the same place as he did before. Stan's breathing hitched in his throat at the contact, and Kyle continued, peppering kisses along his shoulder and neck. He was so close to breaking.

Then he did, as when Kyle brushed his fingers against the large scar on his back he moaned, he quickly slapped a hand over his mouth, his eyes looking over at Kyle who had a smile on his face, "That feels good kitten?"

He swallowed, "Mh-hm..."

His smile then showed his teeth, he then removed his own shirt, "How about we do the front now, and if you want you can touch me as well."

Stan's breathing shuttered but nodded. "Okay," Kyle easily turned the flustered goth around to face him, while wrapping his legs around his waist but his back was on the bed. The redhead went back to work, gently touching Stan's skin and rubbing it in areas, Stan squirmed once again, but kept his hands fisted in the blanket. He gasped when Kyle leaned forward and started to kiss his chest while he rubbed circles on his hips, he was going slow as he trailed around until his lips found their way to Stan's nipple. The goth made a sound as Kyle mouthed it before taking it between his lips.

He almost screamed but instead brought a fist to his mouth and bit into it, it felt so good, he groaned and bit harder as the redhead's teeth grazed it and began to toy with it, after a minute more of this torture, Kyle then pulled away, the bud now swollen and red, covered in his spit, and with a grin, at Stan's flushed expression he went straight to the other. Stan gasped again, this one was much more sudden, and Kyle was much harsher with its treatment, as he bit harder than the last and pulled at it with his teeth, making it stretch, but it felt so good.

The redhead finally pulled away, panting and taking in the sight of his red-faced boyfriend with his hand in his mouth to keep himself quiet. With a smirk, Kyle gently pulled Stan's arm away and leaned down into his ear, and said, "I want to hear you."

Stan's breathing felt heavy with Kyle's breath against his ear, his hips squirmed aginst's Kyle's only to feel his hands weigh them down and forced them to stop, "I can feel you're hard kitten, would you like to go further."

He swallowed, but nodded, his body was hot with all the physical touch he's received, and he was getting aroused by it, he wanted more. "I need you to say it kitten."

He would roll his eyes if he wasn't such a mess at the moment, "Yes."

"Okay," Stan felt Kyle's hands trail to the front of his sweatpants where the drawstring sat tied, and slowly Kyle pulled one end and caused the loose knot to come undone. He moved to where he could remove Stan's pants and tossed them to the rest of the clothes pile that was slowly growing, and while he was able he removed and kicked off his own pants as well. Both were hard as can see by their boxers which were uncomfortably tight.

"K-Kyle..." Stan moaned as he shook his hips, wanting the article of clothing to come off, the redhead laughed as he easily let his own fall and removed Stan's. Both of their hardened members stood against their stomachs and were aching for relief.

Kyle sat back on the bed where he was before, he grabbed Stan's legs and spread them as wide as he could, he kept hold of his ankles, while Stan's brown eyes could only stare, "What are you doing?"

"Let me make you feel good." The redhead pressed his lips against Stan's calf and began to kiss his way up to his knee, same for the other leg, and continued onto his thigh, and it wasn't until Kyle reached the goth's inner thigh close to his erection did Stan let out another lustful moan, and with a smirk the redhead nibbled on the skin, putting enough pressure so that they bruise, rather than bleed. Stan gasped as the other went back and forth between his thighs and bit them, he knew they were going to bruise something fierce in the morning.

Soon the bites made it to the base of Stan's erect dick, the redhead let go of one of Stan's legs and cupped the organ, "K-kyle what are you-" a gasp was ripped out of him as Kyle's tongue ran up Stan's shaft, from the base to the tip that was leaking pre-come. He proceeded to do this a few more times as if he was licking a lollipop.

Stan continued to grip the blankets, his eyes were glazing over with lust, he was about to tell Kyle to stop with the foreplay, but didn't get the chance to as he screamed. Kyle wrapped his lips around his member and had him all the way down to the base. The goth tried to get his breathing under control, but it felt amazing, "God Kyle!"

He finally let out of the blanket and gripped Kyle's messy curls instead, he bucked his hips into the warmth, but that was easily stopped by Kyle's hands holding his hips to the bed. Stan's eyes watered as he glared down at Kyle who was looking right at him, and even though he had a dick in his mouth, he had that stupid grin!

He felt like he was about to burst, "K-kyle I'm-I'm-" it stopped. He wanted to scream in frustration, "You fucking asshole!"

The redhead smirked as he wiped at his mouth, "I'm not done yet kitten, turn around."

Brown eyes glared daggers at the other, but shakily he was on his hands and knees, facing away from Kyle, Stan opened his mouth to say something but that was easily thrown out the window when Kyle's hands grabbed and squeezed his butt-cheeks and spread them apart, and something wet pressed against his now exposed asshole, his arms gave out from under him and his face was now in the pillows, "Ah, ah Kyle!"

He felt the wet organ lap around his rim before pushing in, Stan let out a long moan. He was close, he was so close, weakly one of his arms reached for his cock, but a hand grabbed him and Kyle pulled away, causing the raven to whine. "Now now kitten, be patient."

Stan glared at the other as Kyle released his wrist and reached for a bottle and then he heard the sound of a tearing wrapper and a popping cap. He saw a bottle of lube in hand and was pouring a generous amount into the other, the goth panted and whined again when he felt a well-lubed finger go through his entrance easily, it was only a couple of thrusts before a second finger joined. Stan winced at the stretch, but the burn felt so good, and once again all too soon did Kyle pull away. The goth panted but heard more lube being squeezed out of the bottle, the sound of the thick liquid being rubbed against his skin caused him to shiver, especially when a moist hand placed itself on his hip, "Ready kitten?"

"Yes!"

Kyle chuckled and used his other hand to line up properly, "Alright."

Stan felt the tip of Kyle's covered penis breach his insides, he clenched his teeth and gripped onto the sheets, but couldn't stop the moan that left him. He went slow as Kyle's length slid deeper into the goth, Stan tried to push his hips back for more, and after friction, but Kyle had Stan's hips pinned down, so he couldn't move, he could barely squirm, "Egar little kitten?"

He received a grunt, "Just fuck me already..."

The redhead leaned on Stan's back, his chest pressing against the other's skin, and whispered into his ear, "You asked."

With a sharp thrust Stan gasped at the feeling, but before he could relish in the pleasure, Kyle pulled out only leaving the tip before thrusting back in hard, Stan damn near screamed, but shoved a fist in his mouth to keep quiet, but Kyle removed one of his hands pinning Stan's hips down and removed the hand and then pinned his arms down. "I want to hear you scream kitten, no one is home."

Kyle's hips gave another sharp thrust, hitting Stan's prostate, causing the raven to loudly moan. The redhead smirked and aimed at the same spot, again and again, getting louder and louder reactions from his kitten. His tight heat squeezed him just right, and it drove him crazy. But he wasn't expecting the next moan after he gave a particularly hard thrust, nor the way his dick twitched in reaction to it.

"Daddy!"

The room fell quiet, Kyle paused his movements and stared into Stan's wide eyes, his face was bright red and he turned his head away, he tried to apologize, only for Kyle to pull out and thrust back in, the redhead grinned and leaned down into Stan's ear and whispered, "Call me that again."

Stan's face turned a brighter red but whimpered out the word. "D-daddy."

Kyle gave another sharp thrust, causing Stan to yelp, "Louder kitten."

"D-daddy-AH!"

"Louder!"

"Ah! D-daddy!"

"Again!"

"Daddy!"

Kyle's sea-green eyes were glazed over as he stared down at his squirming kitten, he felt like he was about to blow, but his kitten deserved a treat. He reached between them and grabbed Stan's dick, earning a moan from the raven, and began to stroke it in time with his thrusts, Kyle leaned his head down, his forehead connecting to Stan's. Their hot heavy breaths mingled, as they reached closer to their release, their bodies covered in sweat, with Kyle's hold on Stan's wrists removed the goth reached up and wrapped his arms around Kyle's neck and brought their mouths closer till their lips connected, their tongues feeling the insides of one another mouths as if they've never been explored before.

Finally, with a particularly hard thrust, both teens moaned, muffled by their mouths still connected, both rode out their orgasms and that was when they pulled apart. Both of their chests were covered in Stan's come, and both were slick with sweat. Kyle pulled out and removed the used condom, tossing it into a trashcan, and he reached over to the side table and grabbed some tissues, wiping down both his and Stan's chests.

"You okay kitten?"

Stan tiredly nodded, drained from both the extra physical stimulation and well, the sex, of course, Kyle smiled at his tired boyfriend and laid back down next to him, the sun went down a while ago, and Sharon said she was going to visit her parents for the weekend, so it was just the two of them, the moon was out and with a glance at the clock it was late. The redhead wrapped his arms around Stan, pulling him closer to his body, "How about we take a shower in the mornin', hm?"

The raven gave a nod as he nuzzled his face into Kyle's chest and closed his eyes, Kyle smiled at him and whispered, "Daddy'll take good care of you, kitten."

He pressed his lips on Stan's head before passing out himself.

Haha, I wrote this over a year ago. Hopefully, it still holds up. Do people even comment on smut chapters? I feel like sleep is just the easiest solution to ending these, didn't have any other ideas.