Okay, here it is! Chapter Three! :D WARNING: GRAPHIC SEX BETWEEN TWO MALES IN THIS CHAPTER! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
April Fool's Day
Chapter Three
Kidd looked up the staircase, frowning slightly. The redhead was debating – Killer would be hungry, but the blonde liked his sleep. He mounted the first step, and nodded.
Silently, Kidd climbed the stairs, sighing to himself. Either way he went about this, he was going to get yelled at. But, Killer liked to eat his pizza warm, so the blonde would want to be woken up. The redhead turned left at the top of the stairs to walk down the hall. He silently stepped past three doors before stopping in front of his closed bedroom door. He steeled his nerves, before silently turning the door handle and pushing the door open.
Killer was lying, fast asleep, curled around a pillow that Kidd used every night. The blonde had his face buried in the soft, feathery mass, cuddling deeply into the softness that smelled much like Kidd.
The redhead smiled at the sight. Something deep inside of him said that he wanted to see the older male snuggled against him instead of that pillow. This was something that he had wanted for a long while, but he still refused to act on these wants.
Slowly, Kidd stepped over to the side of his bed. He gently leaned down and moved a stray hair that dangled in front of the closed mutli-coloured eyes. The pleased expression on the blonde's face almost made the pale teen leave him to his dreams. But…pizza was calling.
"Killer," Kidd whispered softly, leaning close. He inhaled the sweet and musky smell that was only Killer. Rouge eyes fluttered for a moment, before he shook his head to dislodge any risqué thoughts. "Wake up."
The blonde whined softly, the sound reminding Kidd of a mewl. The tanned male snuggled into the pillow, burying his face completely.
"C'mon," The pale teen said, placing a hand on the others shoulder. He watched as orange-and-aqua eyes pried themselves open. A soft moan that traveled to the seat of Kidd's pants escaped tanned lips. Killer rolled onto his back, and blinked a few times. The redhead still loomed over the blonde, wondering if the smaller would fall back asleep.
Lazily, a pink tongue darted out to trace a tanned lip. The older teen brought a hand up to slowly wrap his fingers in the red hairs that grew at the base of the pale skull. With a speed that was uncharacteristic of a sleepy Killer, the blonde pulled his friend down in a teeth shattering kiss. Kidd froze in place, with the smaller male eagerly devouring his lips.
Sometimes, Killer didn't fully wake up as soon as his eyes opened. He could go around preforming his normal morning routine, and not fully wake up until he reached school. But, this behavior was strange. Never had the blonde done something like this. He only ever acted on his schedule or a dream.
Oh. Kidd could guess what his friend was dreaming of – his ex, Bonney. For some reason that the pale teen did not know, the two had broken up, leaving Bonney very pissed off, while Killer seemed to be unharmed by the split.
Killer let out a soft whine and wrapped his other arm around Kidd's neck, bringing the redhead back to reality. Tanned lips pressed harder into his purple ones, while a tongue tried to coax him to respond. The redhead let his rouge eyes flutter closed, before gently pressing back into the kiss. Killer normally didn't remember his actions when he was half-sleep walking, so he probably wouldn't remember this. Kidd decided to indulge himself, just this once.
Kidd climbed onto the bed to loom over the blonde, kissing the smaller male feverishly. They broke for air sooner than either would have liked.
"Kidd?" Killer asked, his eyes blinking themselves out of their haze. Orange-and-aqua widened, and a cotton-candy blush kissed a trail along the tanned cheeks, staining them pink. The larger male swallowed, and sighed softly. He seared the image of the blushing Killer with purple-stained lips in his mind – just in case the blonde never wanted to speak to him again.
"I'm sorry," Killer whispered. He untangled his limbs from the younger male above him and turned his head away from his friend. "I didn't mean to."
"No one knows about this," Kidd half-growled, but his voice held no malice. That would be the expected response he knew. The blonde nodded, and an awkward silence lapsed between the two.
"Oh, yeah. Pizza's here," the redhead said, then scooted over to the side of the bed. "It's pepperoni, your favourite."
"Thanks," Killer said, sliding out of the bed. Both teens stood, then made their ways down stairs into the kitchen.
After three pieces of pizza, finding a two liter of mountain dew in the back of the fridge, and one of the Saw movies later, both Killer and Kidd had relaxed back into their normal routine. Laughing, joking, and commenting about the fake blood – the blonde was happy to see that his previous actions hadn't scared Kidd away.
The movie ended, which made the blonde stand. "You want anymore?"
"Nah, I'm good," Kidd said, waving at the other lazily. He stood, and walked over to his collection of movies – most of them being horror – and scanned the titles.
"I'll go put it away then," Killer said, disappearing into the kitchen. Kidd pulled out one of his favourite classic horror movies, '13 Ghosts', and put it in the DVD player, replacing Saw.
He turned to walk back to the couch, but his eyes caught something. Killer's painting was sitting propped up by the door, where they had left their shoes and bags to be forgotten until two weeks passed. Kidd stared at the brown-papered painting, coming to the realization that he had never seen it.
Rouge eyes darted towards the dining room, which connected with the kitchen. No sounds slipped through, which meant that Killer was probably eating another piece before he packed the rest away.
Quietly, Kidd snuck over to the door, looming over the covered painting. In one swift movement, he snatched the painting, bolted up the stairs, hooked a left, then another, and turned into his room, slamming the door closed behind him.
The pale teen winced at the noise, knowing that Killer would have been alerted. Quickly, Kidd strode over to his bed, the painting in hand, and sat on the edge of the bed. Gently, black painted nails tore at the protective paper, effectively ripping it.
Kidd heard the blonde tromping up the stairs, but he found that he couldn't bring himself to care. Killer hardly ever let his friend see his completed works, even though they were normally breath-taking. This one was no different.
It was Kidd. He was laying, in what seemed to be a very peaceful sleep, in some plush grass that was beautifully painted. In one hand that was clutched close to his chest was a large heart that was painted a strange pink colour. The redhead in the painting looked so pleased, so comfortable, and so much like his living counterpart.
"Kidd!" Killer gasped, bursting through the door. Orange-and-aqua eyes landed on his friend, who was sitting on the king sized bed, holding his picture in his hands. The expression on the pale face was one of half shock and half appreciation. The blonde's face heated up in embarrassment – he hadn't wanted Kidd to see that.
"This is awesome," the redhead muttered, tearing his eyes away from the painting to look at the artist. "Why'd you pick to paint me?"
Killer just stared dumbly at his friend, his face heating up more and more, until the blush on his face matched the colour of Kidd's hair. The pale teen stood, and carefully set the painting against the nearby wall. He sat back down on his bed and looked up expectantly at the blonde.
"Well?" Kidd asked, and patted the spot next to him. His eyes held no room for discussion – Killer was going to tell him about it, one way or another.
With a sigh, the blonde padded over to the bed, and collapsed on the comfortable mattress.
"…The assignment was to draw something we loved, right?" Killer asked, folding his hands in his lap.
"Yeah," the redhead nodded, staring blankly at his friend. He didn't comprehend.
"Well, I painted the only thing I love…," the blonde whispered silently. He looked down at his hands, his blonde bangs covering his face from his friend's view.
Kidd blinked a few times, before turning to look at the smaller male in slight shock. Killer looked away, biting his bottom lip in a painful manner.
"You love me?" Kidd asked, coming out of his daze. "So, earlier, when you kissed me, you were dreaming about-"
"You," the blonde confirmed, nodding slightly.
In one swift movement, the redhead practically tackled the blonde to the bed. The two flopped onto the mattress, bouncing slightly. Kidd pressed himself flush against Killer, who was lying flat on his back. The younger nuzzled into the tanned neck, sighing contently. Finally, he decided to let himself indulge in the treat that was Killer.
"Kidd?" the blonde gasped, as he felt a warm, wet tongue give a teasing lick to his neck.
"I drew you," the younger teen said, his voice slightly muffled by the blonde's neck.
"Huh?"
"For the assignment. I drew you," Kidd explained, licking the tanned neck before him again. He smiled at the mewl it earned him.
The younger teen pulled away from the neck to look at his friend, face-to-bangs. He frowned – this was not what he had in mind. The pale teen ran his fingers through the bangs, pushing them out of the way to reveal those bright orange and aqua eyes that he loved so much. A smile spread across his face, and it grew whenever the smaller teen returned it. Slowly, as to not frighten the blonde, Kidd gently kissed the tanned lips that he had craved for so long. Almost immediately, Killer responded, lapping at the lips covered in rather unpleasant tasting lipstick that he felt transferring to his own.
The redhead opened his mouth to entangle his tongue with the other one, initiating a strange sort of dance. The slippery muscles glided around the other, swirling their flavours together. Kidd pulled away, a thin string of saliva still connecting them. He grinned at the blonde before him – face heated to a rather beautiful red, traces of purple lipstick smeared on and around his mouth, and panting slightly.
Pale, calloused fingertips traced their way lightly down the tanned torso beneath them, relishing in being able to touch what had been forbidden for so long. Killer watched behind blonde bangs at the way his friend slowly worshipped his body. The fingers left behind thin trails of fire that warmed the smaller male. That fire shot down to stir his libido, making it strain against his jeans in a rather uncomfortable manner.
Kidd lowered himself to gently place a quick kiss to the blonde's lips, before descending. He trailed down from the jawline, to the neck, and down the smaller teen's chest, smiling at the way his lipstick smeared here and there, as if marking the other as his own. Soft hums of appreciation and pleasure made their way from Killer's mouth, letting the redhead know that his actions were well received.
Kidd stood up on his knees, then grabbed the bottom of his black t-shirt. Slowly, teasingly, he lifted the shirt bit by bit, enjoying watching the hungry eyes watching his every move. Soon, the redhead was rid of his shirt, and Killer reached up to explore. Tanned fingers danced over the pale, sculpted muscles that were before him. He was only allotted a few moments of touching, before Kidd grabbed hold of his wrists, and pulled them away from himself.
The redhead descended again to kiss the blonde. It was slow, it was sensual, it was hot. It made both of them grow even harder, to which the smaller teen let out a slightly irritated noise, wiggling his hips. They broke away for air, and Killer squirmed harder. The confinement was starting to get painful.
"Hang on," Kidd smiled, trailing his hands down to the front of the light-coloured jeans. With deft fingers, he undid the button and zipper, before trying to pull the offending clothing off. Killer lifted his hips to offer some assistance, and the jeans were soon ripped off of his toned legs.
"Hurry up," the blonde whined, wiggling his hips again. His cock was making a rather large and noticeable tent in his black boxers. Without a second thought, Kidd ripped the last bit of clothing off of the tan flesh, leaving Killer completely exposed to wandering hands and eyes.
Kidd dipped his head down to give a long, sensual lick to the throbbing erection that the blonde was sporting. A hiccupped moan made its way out of tan lips, which intrigued the redhead. He swallowed the other's dick whole, encasing it in a warm heat. Instantly, he began bobbing his head, sucking harshly, with his tongue lavishing the thick vein of the underside of the cock.
Killer let out a surprised scream, doing a hands-free sit up in favour to lace his fingers through the red hair. He pulled at the hair, trying to get the larger teen off of him. But, Kidd wasn't listening to the stubborn fingers. Instead, he was listening to – and feeling – the pulse of his soon-to-be-lover speed up in excitement.
"Mmng….K-idd!" The blonde gasped, pulling one last time on the soft strands in between his fingers, before exploding into that warm cavern that Kidd had offered him. The salty-sweet essence easily slid down the pale teen's throat, and he found that he had enjoyed the taste.
The redhead let the now-limp length fall from his lips, before licking his lips to savour any drops that he had missed. Rouge eyes darted up to his blonde, and a grin spread over the light-purple lips when he saw the blush that ignited across the other's tanned cheeks.
"Y-you just…swal-"
"You're delicious," Kidd chuckled, before leaning up and latching himself onto the tan neck to hush all complaints that were about to spill out of the blonde's mouth. He bit harshly, but not enough to draw blood. This caused the other to let out a strangled moan that only made the redhead want him all the more.
Kidd rose to his knees, before he unbuttoned his dark jeans, and pulled them down. Since he didn't believe in underwear, the reddish-purple erection sprang to attention. Killer swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. Kidd was…big, to say the least. Not much bigger than the blonde himself, but he was still fairly large.
Sensing the nervousness in those orange-and-aqua eyes, Kidd leaned forward to place a kiss on a tanned cheek.
"I'll go slow," he promised, to which Killer only nodded.
Kidd stuck three fingers in his mouth, thoroughly coating them in his slick saliva. When he was fairly sure that they were completely covered, he removed the appendages from his mouth, and trailed them down the tanned body.
Gently kissing Killer, the redhead swirled around the blonde's entrance, trying to relax the tight muscles. When they loosened slightly, he pressed a black-painted finger past the first tight ring of muscles. The smaller teen tensed, his insides clenching around the pale finger. Kidd nibbled his way from Killer's jaw up to his ear, where he sucked on the lobe which effectively distracted the blonde enough for him to relax.
Quickly taking advantage of the moment, the larger teen slid his finger all the way inside of the smaller, wiggling it around to effectively stretch the blonde.
After Killer relaxed, Kidd was able to insert the other two fingers and stretch the tanned teen's entrance enough that he was sure that he wouldn't hurt the other. The pale teen removed his fingers, which earned him a whine from the blonde. Before Killer could tense back up, the redhead lined himself up and began to push in.
Almost immediately, a searing pain erupted from the blonde's tailbone. Instinctively, he sat upwards to grab onto the strong, pale shoulders, with his blunt nails digging into the flesh they found. Kidd hissed, but kept steadily pushing in, until he was fully sheathed inside of the smaller teen.
"Are you okay?" He asked, gently rubbing the others back in an attempt to get him to relax again. It felt like Killer was trying to kill him via cock strangulation, but he couldn't deny that it felt fucking fantastic.
"Don't. Move," Killer panted out, his voice rather shaky. He took deep gulps of air, trying to calm himself enough so that he would relax. Eventually, his body adjusted, and he nodded. The blonde wrapped his legs around his lover's waist, wiggling slightly.
"Move?" Kidd guessed.
"Move."
Kidd needed no further instructions. He gripped the blonde's hips, lifted him until the head only remained inside, then slammed him back down, with his hips thrusting upwards to meet him. A loud cry that was the cross between a shout and a sob echoed through the room, as the redhead mercilessly pounded into the blonde.
He angled his hips a little differently, searching for that special little bump that would make his blonde see stars. He soon found it, if the high-pitched mewl was anything to go by. As Killer clung to him for dear life, with his hips rocking back into the deep and hard thrusts, Kidd aimed for that spot, and went all out.
As Killer's moans began to get louder and higher, the pale teen's thrusts became sloppier and sloppier. A large, pale hand reached in between them to grasp the blonde's weeping cock and rub the pad of his thumb against the slit at the top.
An unearthly scream left the blonde as he came, splashing his seed on both of their chests, stomachs, and Kidd's hand. He clung desperately to the pale teen as he soared into euphoria, with the other not far behind. Kidd spilled himself into the blonde after a few more crazy thrusts, enjoying the sound that Killer made whenever he felt the warm salty seed coat his insides.
Together, they rested against each other, both relishing in the aftermath, and inhaling the scent of each of their musks mixing lazily in the air around them. When Kidd could move again, he slowly lifted the blonde off of him, not missing the whimper that escaped tanned lips.
Both teens collapsed onto the bed in a tangle of limbs.
"Did I hurt you?" Kidd whispered softly, pulling the blonde close to his chest, and wrapping two protective arms around him. Their legs entwined lazily, bringing them a bit closer.
"I enjoyed it," Killer muttered, snuggling into the pale neck. He bit the flesh, causing a groan to leave the younger teen. When the blonde pulled away, he was satisfied with the love-bite that was left. He snuggled into the other, inhaling the distinctive scent, before letting himself succumb to sleep. Kidd soon followed, letting his eyes flutter closed when he was sure that the blonde would stay in his arms.
Yay for pepperoni pizza and mountain dew. They helped my fingers be fast as lightning to get this chapter done within my deadline (did this in two hours, while I was getting ready. Look at me go. :D).
Okay, I wasn't really planning on doing anymore writing this week, but I did. A HUGE shout out to Starstrukkk and Riley Ellen - you both made me write just a little more, until I got in a groove, and finished it! So, please, tell me what you all thought. Was it good? Bad? Is there anything I could work on? Oh, please tell me. It makes me feel special as fuck. :3
