To the one who wanted to draw some scenes, yes! You can! I am in no way opposed to you making fanart of my fanfiction! My instagram is even kennrexx if you wanna tag me in it! I would love to see it! You honestly prompted me to continue writing this, as I was about to discontinue. Seeing people who actually like my stories is inspiration on its own!

Kenny pried his eyes open forcefully, his body rigid and sore from last night's activities. His lover groaned, turning off the alarm clock blaring loudly. The larger blonde male fell back into the sheets, turning onto his side and wrapping his arms around the smaller blonde. Kenny could feel Leo's breath tickle the hairs on the back of his neck, a low, husky, whisper emitting from the older male's throat which sent shivers down Kenny's spine.

"Morning, honey. Did you have fun last night?" Strong arms tugged Kenny closer, flushing himself up against Leo's mesomorph build. The blonde placed his hands gently onto his lover's as not to provoke the taller of the two. Almost hesitantly, he nodded.

"I'm a little sore though.." he whispered, threading his fingers with Leo's and lightly squeezing. The taller man sat up afterward, chuckling softly as he slithered out of bed. Kenny turned onto his side to look over to Leo, his head propped up in his hand.

He stood up after a moment of rest, walking over to his fiance, who was nude such as Kenny was. Leo stood proudly at 5'11", had a rather strong build, and had a warm ivory skin tone. Kenny, on the other hand, stood at 5 '6'', blonde, was petite and frankly underweight, and was nearly paper-white from anemia. Kenny didn't understand why Leo chose him out of all the other men in the world, but what could he say? The man had a thing for blondes like himself.

Leo trailed his hands around the small blonde's body, grabbing at places that only he was able to touch, the places the blonde claimed for himself. Kenny softly pushed the taller male away, giving a small peck to Leo's cheek. The blonde haired man's brows furrowed in frustration. Kenny picked up the clothes from the floor, slipping on his boxers.

"Come on, just a quickie before work?" Leo pleaded, wrapping his arms around Kenny again. Kenny sighed and shook his head as he recalled last night.

"You're the manager of a business, you can't be late all of the time" He said blandly as he finished putting on his shirt and joggers from last night. Wasn't like he was going out anytime soon. Leo made sure of that.

"So what? My coworkers can take care of themselves, you know." He rolled his eyes as he got dressed for work. Kenny groaned and left the bedroom and into the kitchen to make himself some coffee.

"Doesn't mean you should be late for no reason. Besides, I dont wanna be used as your sex doll. I feel like that's all I am in this relationship. You use me and then toss me away when you're done." he spat, instantly feeling regret when he was shoved roughly across the counter. Kenny hissed at the contact of his stomach colliding with the sharp edge.

"Are you fucking accusing me again? Really? I've been so fucking stressed at work lately because im not here watching you. I cant take my fucking eyes off of you for a second. I know youre gonna fucking leave me. You sure sound like you're trying to.." Kenny could hear Butters sniffling behind him, and he panicked.

"Oh god- Leo I'm so sorry. Please don't think that, I love you okay? I'd never leave you, Butters." he turned around and cupped his fiance's cheeks, completely ignoring the fact that he now had a bruise along his stomach from the violent shove. It took the larger of the two a moment to calm down, but when he did, he peppered kisses all over Kenny's face.

"Really..?"

"Of course."

"..Say what, how 'bout we go out tonight, alright? What about Friday's?" He grinned when Kenny looked up like an excited puppy.

"Out? We never go out anymore. You don't let me out of the house.." Leo knew what was coming and used up the excuse he always did.
"You know I don't want any creeps doing shit to you. Guys get raped too, you know. We live in downtown LA." He whined, peppering kisses around Kenny's face and the corners of his mouth. Kenny just simply smiled, wincing a little when Butters went to run his fingers down Kenny's stomach. Had he only said that to get Kenny distracted for long enough to take advantage of him? Maybe. But then again, Kenny was never one to speak up.

"Hey, Leo.. Uh- Have you thought about… You know. Eric's birthday yet?" He asked, hopeful. Butters stopped his movements and grabbed almost harshly onto the smaller's hips.

"Fuck- Fine. Only if you stop asking. When's his birthday anyway?" He groaned.

"July 1st- But the party is on the 3rd." He tried to push down his excitement, Leo moving away from him to grab his coat.

"Fine, whatever. He still lives in South Park, doesn't he? I'll see if I can book a flight to Denver when I get home." He muttered, bidding his farewells.

When Leo was finally gone and out of the house, Kenny squealed. He could see them again! He flapped his hands aggressively from all of the excitement, spinning around before landing on the couch. God, he hadn't been that happy in forever.

He quickly ran upstairs, into their bedroom. He dug around in his drawer until he found his phone, turning it on and chewing his nails as he waited.

When it finally turned on, he went directly to the messages app. It was around maybe 9am for them, and 8am for him. Were they busy right now? He didn't know, but he was gonna send a few messages anyway.

Kenny: 'Hey guys! Guess who might be going over for a very special someone's birthday?'

Eric was the first to respond, clearly very interested in what Kenny had to say.

Dipshit: 'Holy shit, really? Kick ass, dude! Can't wait for you and your boy-toy to show up. How's Bitchy Butters anyway? Last I checked he was skinny as fuck and like- Half my size.'

Kenny: 'You won't be talking when you see him on Monday.'

As much as Kenny wanted to joke around about this, he felt a small unease in his stomach, he really, really hoped Leo wouldn't hurt them.

Dipshit: 'Hippie and the Jew are probably shagging each other in the back of their car while Kyle's girlfriend is at home, but I'll call them anyway. It's better to piss him off anyway.'

Kenny snickered and grinned, flopping down on the bed and groaning a little. Fuck, his back hurt like shit. He really needed to talk about how rough Leo had been getting with him, the man was strong as fuck and he was only getting harsher.

Kenny: 'Okay, fatass. Whatever makes your dick hard. I'm gonna go watch TV or some shit.'

Dipshit: 'Sure… TV… You sure you're not jacking off to your porn tapes your boyfriend takes of you?'

Kenny: 'Yeah. I'm sure. Also, he's not my boyfriend, he's my fiance.'

He corrected, rolling his eyes. The gut feeling came back again, though, and he finally logged off for good. He didn't even check to see if Eric had said anything in response, shutting off his phone and tucking it away. It was still early. Might as well eat breakfast.

…..

When Leo came home, he seemed to be in a pretty bad mood. Kenny had attempted to give him a kiss and a hug like he usually did, but only got slapped in response. Leo had then cussed him out and dragged him to the room, where he hit him a few more times before spitting on him and leaving before Kenny could even say anything.

He had left Kenny on the floor, crying and holding a hand over his mouth to prevent any noise from coming out. He knew that if Leo heard him, he'd sure as hell give him a reason to cry. So, he stayed silent, occasionally letting out a sniffle or maybe a wet cough, but Leo thankfully never came back in.

Kenny had gone out to see if Leo was okay, finding him on the couch and drinking a Budweiser. He seemed to have gone through at least two other cans, possibly more, but seemed to be on his third. He looked tired, worn out, exhausted. Kenny knew that he was most likely going to be used as the outlet again, swallowing down the knot in his throat and finding a spot on the couch that wasn't occupied by his fiance.

Gently, he placed a small hand on Leo's leg, rubbing and licking his lips.

"Leo? Did something happen at work? You.. You seem stressed." He commented, casually enough to where Leo looked over and shrugged at the nonchalant tone of voice.

"I am stressed. A few bitches fucked up some equipment and now I gotta fuckin' pay for it. That, and I was worried sick about you. I got us flight tickets but I'm rethinking it. Maybe you should convince me some more…" He muttered, sitting up and watching as Kenny looked down to his own lap and nodded.

This, apparently, made Leo happy, going to grasp around Kenny's hips. He groped at his ass, hoisting him up on his lap and standing. He carried Kenny off to the bedroom, forcing his tongue into his lover's mouth and lapping greedily.

He basically threw him onto the bed, climbing on top quickly and taking off the smaller male's shirt. He kissed along his ribs, hooking his hands underneath the small of his back and watching as the blonde twitched in his hands. He gave a few more kisses, trailing down lower.. Lower.. Lower… until he reached the hem of his pants.

With a swift motion, he pulled his joggers and boxers down, biting his lip at the sight. He could already feel a heat stir around in his groin. Leo cursed under his breath, noticing how silent Kenny seemed to be at this time. Normally, he'd already be whining and begging for his cock to be inside of him at this point.. But right now, he was silent.

"Why are you so quiet?"

"What?"

"Why are you so quiet," He repeated, this time with more malice and gripping onto Kenny's hips while digging his nails into the pale flesh. This startled Kenny, who winced a little at the pain.

"It's nothing, I was just- I wasn't being quiet, was I? I'll be louder for you-" He muttered, sweat beading up on his forehead. He looked away from Leo, scared to look him in the eye. This proved fruitless, however, when Leo spoke again.

"Fucking look at me. Look at me. What's up with you, huh? I buy fuckin plane tickets for you, I even let you stay here alone. I let you go to Eric fucking Cartman's birthday party, for christs sake!" He yelled, the blue eyed blonde started to tear up. Reluctantly, he looked, catching sight of Leo's eyes. They had that hunger again. That mixture of lust and anger, dark.

"I'm sorry." He said this meekly, but as always, sorry was never nearly enough.