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Daybreak Confessor: Part 2
Ben squints his eyes out of fear of the blustering wind, even though the visor on his helmet blocked out all of the air. Lowering his head behind Kevin's well-built body, Ben tightens his grip around Kevin's waist—ensuring his safety. The world races by as the two teens drive down street after street, passing by countless parked cars—with their drivers just waking up from their nighttime slumber. The trees that dot both sides of the paved road give off ominous black outlines as the morning sun begins to slowly rise on the horizon.
Have we really been riding for that long, what time is it anyways? And where are we, I thought it was just a trip around the block. Dammit Kevin.
The motorcycle decreases it's speed as it slowly rolls across the pavement; then comes to a stop. Finally raising his head from his mobile haven he looks around—it's a smoothie shop.
"I'll be right back," Kevin says in a monotone voice, ascending from the seat and heading off towards the store.
Where's he going?
Ben, figuring this little mission could take some time, takes off his helmet and jumps off of the bike and stands next to it. Scanning the parking lot, he sees a few early morning signs of life. Minutes later, the raven-haired boy walks back to the parked motorcycle with two cups in hand.
"Here," Kevin hands the smaller cup towards Ben, who examines it quizzically. "It's strawberry-banana, you're favorite."
Giving in to Kevin's gesture, he takes the cup out of the older teen's hand and takes a sip. The taste of berries mixed with banana races around in his mouth.
"Thanks," Ben whispers as he takes another sip through the red and white striped straw.
Moments of awkward silence fly by, as the sound of smoothie drinking is only slightly louder than the usual city noises produced daily. Ben takes the offensive.
"So…why are we here?" Fiddling with the straw he looks up towards Kevin, and squinting due to the rising sun in his eyes.
"You always talk about smoothies, so I figured to shut you up—I'd take you," His eyes dart from left to right.
"Mhm, alright but was the motorcycle ride needed, or was that just an added bonus?"
Silence.
"Kevin?" Ben asks pulling his mouth away from the straw and focusing his green eyes on the other boy.
Both teens' eyes are locked in a trance, each not willing to pull away from the captivating hold.
"Kevin…" Again the brunette asks more blankly than before. "You okay?"
The raven-haired muscular boy takes a few steps closer, just a few inches away from being on top of each other, and takes a hold of Ben's neck and pulls him in. Kevin's tongue darts in every direction in Ben's mouth, desperately uncovering the new sensation. Caught off guard and most likely shocked out of belief, Ben drops his smoothie on the pavement below and pulls away from Kevin.
"What the hell Kevin," He fumes. "What the hell was that!"
Shades of red appear on Ben's face as he can barely maintain his stare towards Kevin. Raging with anger, and new unfamiliar sensation, his gaze flutters from one scene to the other, anything but the sight of the older teen. Feeling the burning stare on his face, he turns his gaze upward again, only to see the sight he's tried to avoid. He tries again, as though someone else is controlling his voice.
"So Kevin, what's your answer?" Ben instigates at a now-timid Kevin.
Waiting for what seems like an eternity, Ben watches the teen's face as if he could read the thoughts being bounced around inside. Opening his mouth, Kevin speaks a sentence Ben thought he would never hear.
"I…I like you Tennyson," The older boy begins to say but hesitating halfway through. "It's—it's actually a lot more than like…I've felt this way for a while actually, and I'm sorry…crap, I bet you hate me right now, and now I'm just rambling on ab—"
Ben leans in towards Kevin and kisses him, wrapping his hands around the elder's neck. A small audible groan escapes from Kevin's mouth as both teens exchange a passionate kiss, swirling with sensation both foreign to the two. Kevin's tongue reaches into the brunette's as both explore each other in new ways. Moving his hands off Kevin's neck, he lets them fall down and close around the other boy's waist; effectively pulling them closer together.
Breaking the kiss a little too soon for both of them, Kevin's lips break their confinement from Ben's, and he manages to conjure up a sentence.
"Well Tennyson, what do you call that then?" Kevin's expression forms one of irony, and smirks at the young brunette.
"That was just to shut—you—up, you really do talk way too much," Ben quips as he moves his right hand on top of Kevin's shoulder.
The two teens exchange an enticing look as the world around them suddenly turns to slow motion.
"But you sure as hell know how to kiss," The brunette smiles turning to Kevin. "And you owe me a smoothie."