BUbbly: AAAAAAAAHHHH!!! Warning: May contain a 'scene'!!! Oh,well, read and find out! thank you so much for the reviews!!! Read it! Read it!!

Disclaimer: I do not own South Park or anything else. Dude, seriously, I don't own a house. I'm currently living friend-to-friend! This is a library comp! Hehe!! I'm seriously almost as poor as Kenny! 'cept I eat cold pizza and pineapples instead of frozen waffles! Yay, high school class of 2010!!!!!

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Chapter: Lovers of the Color Orange

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The car in front of them was going so fucking slow. Butters sighed meditatively. Kenny growled in sheer annoyance, his fingers agitatedly thumping at the car horn. "Get out of the--" he bit his lip and swerved out of his lane abruptly, causing Butters to let out a startled yelp from his seat, "way!" He regained his composure and smirked haughtily in triumph as he very nonchalantly flipped off the driver in his rear view mirror, eliciting an amused giggle from the other blonde in the passenger's seat. He turned towards his main squeeze, casting him an affectionate expression. "You like that, huh?" Kenny regarded him thoughtfully, a devoted smile finding his lips.

'This night...all of it...is all about him.'

A tiny blush bloomed over Butter's face, and he cast his gaze to the snowflakes crystallizing silently against the iced up glass of the car window. A woman's honeyed voice hummed out faintly from the car's speakers, spilling into the small space, warming the air. Butters traced out a distorted heart upon the glass, a dopey smile gracing his lips. Everything just...fell into it's rightful place.

Kenny shifted comfortably in his car seat, turning his head slightly to glance at Butters. The kid was just too cute. Almost...sterile. 'I don't want anything to interrupt this...'

Kenny's cell promptly began to ring. 'Shit.'

The brooding expression on Kenny's face was immediately replaced with one of mild irritation.

"Hello?" Kenny was now barking away animatedly on his cell, to whom, Butters had recognized as Cartman.

He sighed readily, casting a hopeful glance at the blonde looking apathetically out towards the road He felt the anxiety saturate his system, and closed his eyes, breathing arduously as the incorrigible tension incited within his chest.

"No, I don't want it, lardass!"

A genial stillness flooded the vicinity of the vehicle, and Butters could feel as his face flushed in blatant inexperience.

He didn't even notice when Kenny hung up.

'Gee, I hope he doesn't think I'm yellow if maybe...I back out? No! I want this. I want him.'

Kenny could only smile at the dogged expression set so deliberately upon Butters' face.

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There they stood awkwardly, in the doorway of Kenny's apartment, trying to look anywhere but at each other. They seemed to be failing miserably.

Kenny searched those brilliant, clear, soda blue eyes, his lips parting in hope. "Are you sure you want to be here?" He asked steadily, trying desperately to keep his distance. Butters let out a series of vigorous nods, educing a quiet laugh from the taller boy.

Kenny began to take his coat, keeping a steady eye contact, when Butters caught his hand. He paused distractedly, trying to make sense of the broken mantra resonating all around him.

'What are we doing?'

He let out a quivering breath, before pulling himself against the other blonde in an avid fit.

Their lips molded together briefly, and they pulled away. Their lips crashed together again and again, in perfect harmony; warm, pliable, velvety kisses and light touches.

He ground his hips against the boy in lustful frustration, a low whine forming in his throat.

"Mm--ah, Butters--do you--wanna go--m-my room?" He managed to choke out, suckling upon the younger boy's bottom lip affectionately.

"Shit!" He shot his arms out behind him, catching onto the doorknob to the bedroom door that Butters had pressed him into. Butters teeth caught against his lip, his moan spilling into Kenny's mouth.

The heat was suffocating. It seared their skin, singed their lashes, it made them sweat. Kenny groped the doorknob futilely, a frustrated grunt erupting from his throat, before the door finally gave way.

They both fell back onto the almost glacial white bed linen, Butters' back pressing into the mattress. Kenny's lips met with supple skin, his smoldering tongue leaving fiery trails along the submissive's collar bone. Butters arched his back willingly, bucking his hips again in anticipation.

"Ah...K-Kenny...l-love you..." Kenny smiled blissfully against that powder soft skin, breathing deeply as he pinned the boy's hands above his head with one of his own. 'I need him to be comfortable with me. I need him to feel okay.'

He pulled away to admire his work, before sparing a doting glance at the blonde panting below him. "Butters...you wanna do this?" He asked quietly, his blue gaze coasting over the other's expression, looking for a hint of emotion behind the obvious lust.

"Y-Yes...Please, Kenny. Please..." Kenny didn't need any further words.

Kenny tugged Butters' shirt up his torso, leaving sloppy kisses along his skin. He blew a loud raspberry against the boy's flesh, forcing out a loud giggle.

"Kenny, be serious!" Butters whined in between delighted squeals, gaining a smile from the older boy. He nodded, and continued to sail his tongue along the exposed ribbon of flesh, eliciting sultry purrs from his 'victim'.

He pitched the offending garment (a.k.a shirt) to the beige carpet below, allowing his tongue to loiter upon Butters' neckline.

"A-ah..." He put his remaining hand to work, expert fingers unfastening the boy's button and fly with practiced ability. He tugged them away, his fingers slipping beneath the hem of neon orange boxers. 'He likes orange, too? Now I know we're soul mates.'

He tugged both articles of clothing down at once, casting a quick glance at Butters' face, noticing the stain of embarrassment expressed there. He hummed against the blonde's skin understandingly, his other hand coasting along his sides.

He sat up upon his knees, and began to unfasten his own pants, slowly, alluringly, smirking in humorous pride. The belt, the fly, those jeans slung so low along his hips...

"Kenny..." Butters' whined eagerly, bucking his hips readily. "Nuh uh, you have to wait, love." Kenny drawled out in a mock British accent.

Butters reached out quickly, his fingers grabbing at the hem of the boxers, tugging them down and tossing them away to the floor in one fluid motion.

"You want me that bad, huh?"

"Ken-ny!"

Kenny smiled playfully, finally straddling the unclothed boy. His eyes sailed admirably along the very feminine, demure figure before him, the boy's struggle bringing an amused smile to his face.

"Are you ready?" He asked quietly, and once again got an anxious nod for a reply.

He leaned over the tempting form pinned below him, retrieving a bottle of (sex jelly!!!) from the dresser drawer. He coated himself and his fingers expertly, positioning himself before Butters.

A sharp intake of breath, and all of a sudden- a soft, gratified whine.

He inserted two more fingers into the tight, heated entrance, fingertips brushing that delicate spot without miss.

He pulled them out, cleaning each finger one by one with a deft tongue, Butters watching in a drunken fascination. "Here we go..." He swung a trembling leg over his shoulder.

He paused, took a deep breath, and began to slowly, carefully push into Butters' entrance.

"Nnngh...It...it hurts!" Butters whimpered softly, closing his eyes tight.

Kenny furrowed his brows, noticing the pained wince on Butters' face.

He reached out a tentative hand, caressing the quivering boy's cheek soothingly.

"Are you--alright? A-ah..." He moaned aloud, and leaned down to place a loving kiss to his glistening brow. "Just r-relax. It'll hurt more if you tense up like that, kay?" He murmured softly, studying his boyfriend's face with concern.

Butters clutched a loose pillow tightly, and nodded, giving him a slight smile.

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He quickened his pace, eliciting delighted moans from the other blonde. Their limbs tangled in a sweaty, sultry braid, and their screams sang out in sync.

Kenny thrust in and out--faster and harder every time, their heated flesh smoothing against the other in fervent ardor.

"A-ah! Kenny!" Butters arched his back, Kenny's heavy panting spilling out onto the blistering atmosphere. They both rode out their climax, soft pants and moans filling the small room.

Kenny slumped against his boyfriend in a tired heap, Butters arms coming out to embrace him, cradling him close.

"I l-love you, Butters. And don't you forget it..."

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Bubbly: Gaaaaaaah! Sorry! I know, I'm a total hentai! But, this is my first smut I've ever written! Ever! But, don't worry there will probably be about 2-3 more chapters! And stan and Kyle will finally get it on!! Yay!! READ AND REVIEW, PLEASE!!! I want to get at least 50 reviews! It's my goal, and I'll be so happy if I reach it!!! (promptly drowns in nosebleed)

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