*breakdances off of a roof*
How is everyone? I apologize for having taken such an outrageous amount of time on this chapter. School starts in a week ... I can't believe I've been shipping this for almost half a year now. Yeay?
Well, I'm extremely tired and sore and mad at this chapter and at myself for letting it fight me for so long. So here. Have your chapter. I'm going to collapse into a ball and sleep until approximately three days from now.
Oh yeah. This here part is relevant, y'all. After a ridiculous amount of deliberation, I've decided that the full, uncensored versions of the upcoming chapters aren't too explicit for this site. Please, for the love of all that's decent and holy and nice-smelling, recall that this fic is rated M because it has mature content in it, including giant radishes and excessive description. And weenies. There are weenies, and they go in things, and there are feelings and nervousness and all the awkwardness that comes with teenagers and their weenies and said feelings. Seriously. Okay? Okay.
Here we go.
Chapter 12
The first day of underclassmen finals sprang upon the cul-de-sac with a shockingly clear sky and a promisingly dry breeze. Sarah and Jimmy dashed to get into a friend's car, wholly subscribing to the belief that Starbucks could raise one's grades by at least a letter. Rolf aided the ambience by shouting and pacing around his yard, seemingly unhappy with Victor having sampled the nearly-ripe crop of tomatoes.
Double Dee exited his house and straightened his sweater, face bright and his humming optimistic. Eddy was considerably less cheerful as he trudged across the pavement toward his intelligent friend. He reeked of his mother's homemade waffles, which Edd knew she forced on him every time she got wind of an upcoming exam.
"I hate waffles," Eddy muttered predictably. Double Dee placed a hand on his smaller friend's shoulder, trying to come up with something encouraging to say. He was interrupted by a bellowing, growing exponentially louder as its source neared them. Ed tore around from behind his house, arms flying out behind him as he ran. His brows were drawn together in a look of utter distress.
"NOT GOOD, GUYS," Ed bellowed, hopping from foot to foot when he reached the pair, eyes wide.
"Ed, what's wrong?" Double Dee brought a hand to his face in worry. "I'm sure we can assist you."
"Sarah wanted to borrow my allowance and I said no. Look what she did!"
Whimpering pitifully, Ed thrust his hands out. "Oh dear," Edd murmured, and Eddy cackled beside him.
Ed's nails were neon purple and sparkly with white tips.
"Oh, Ed, I'm so sorry. I'm certain Mother has nail polish remover…"
"Are you kidding?!" Eddy bumped the brilliant one out of the way, grinning. "Ed, they're beautiful!"
"I wanted pink," the yellow boy wailed, his pupils drifting in slightly different directions. Double Dee raised a hand to pet his arm comfortingly, glaring as Eddy covered his mouth with his hands and let out a high-pitched laugh.
"We'll take them off as soon as school is out. Try to focus on doing well at your exams."
The tallest of the three bit his quivering bottom lip as tears welled in his eyes. "They smell funny, Double Dee!"
At this, Eddy fell to the ground, laughing hysterically.
"What's so funny, Eddy?"
Ed blinked forlornly as Double Dee turned to face the blonde. She had looped an arm around Eddy's shoulders, and the short one had predictably stiffened and shut his mouth. She grinned at Edd when he met her eyes and he waved back cheerfully. "Greetings, Nazz. Sarah gave Ed a manicure without his consent."
"Wow," the girl said, brows drawing together despite her smile. "That's something Sarah could do, all right."
"I'm surprised Jimmy wouldn't let her do it to him instead," Eddy muttered, cheeks pink as he looked at his feet. Ed sniffled.
"Anyway, Double Dee, Kevin wanted me to tell you that he can pay you the fee for the study group after school. If he didn't stay up until five in the morning playing video games, he'd be here to tell you that himself."
"Loser," muttered Eddy. Nazz flicked the side of his head.
"You're just jealous that we and the seniors get out a week early. Besides, you know you'll be doing the same thing as soon as you're done."
Eddy's face got even redder. Double Dee covered a grin with his hand. "Ah, thank you, Nazz. I'll be sure to come straight home."
"Cool." Removing her arm from Eddy's shoulder, the blonde poked him in the chest. "Take it easy, you three. Do well on your tests!"
"Thank you, Nazz. We'll do our best." Double Dee was the first to walk away, earning a small wave from her.
The trio walked to school, Ed pouting, Eddy flustered into silence, and Double Dee pressing a hand to his chest, trying to calm his accelerating heart rate.
-x-
Kevin awoke at 12:57 PM and spent a good thirty minutes staring at the ceiling before deciding that getting out of bed would be a worthwhile endeavor. He played a mindless racing game for a while, got discouraged at how much he'd forgotten over the last few months, and wandered to the kitchen to microwave three frozen breakfast sandwiches. It occurred to him to go bug Nazz to make sure she'd talked to Double Dee for him, but Nazz never forgot to do anything, especially in the case of keeping the people she liked on good terms. The jock managed to keep his mind off of the strange boy from across the street until he grabbed a wad of clean clothes and stepped into the shower. As he scrubbed his hair and tried to keep his thoughts on the possible colors he could have his bike painted, flickers of sensory input began to interrupt him. Could get douchebaggy flames on it.
A flicker of radiant blue that sparkled when he smiled.
Could go Peach Creek orange, of course. I am here for another year, after all.
Pale, smooth skin that smelled like something crisp and sweet.
I could do a dark green, but the damn shop charges extra for shades they don't keep on hand. I'd be better off doin' it myself.
A painfully adorable grin. That ridiculous gap in his teeth.
She's been chrome for so long.
The intoxicating taste of his mouth.
Should I keep her chrome?
The ridiculous innocence he radiated, even when Kevin had him pinned down and his hands on his-
"Fucking shit," the redhead shouted, shaking with irritation. Clenching his teeth, he turned to face the faucet and turned the water all the way to cold.
-x-
The redhead wandered over to Double Dee's house ten minutes before the genius typically arrived home, stuffing his hands in his baggy jeans pockets and praying that he wouldn't get out late and that nobody else would get out early and see him, fidgety and all but bursting with teenage-strength hormones, on the dork's perfectly-clean front stoop.
When the door swung open, Kevin leapt to his feet to find Edd blinking up at him. He dove for the genius, slamming the door behind him as his heart leapt into his throat.
"Kevin!"
Two purple cups appeared between them, the steam rising from them knocking the redhead back. Double Dee smiled up at him brightly. "It's orange pekoe," he explained.
Taking the mug held out to him, the athlete stared at the petite boy in amazement. Edd cupped his tea in both hands and sipped it. The way his cheeks and fingertips flushed at the warmth made Kevin's throat dry. He caught himself before the younger male looked back up at him and took a sip.
"Mmmm." Senses flooded with spices and citrus, Kevin blinked. "Damn. Not bad, Double Dork."
"It's splendid, isn't it?" The brilliant one moved to lock the front door and Kevin took the opportunity to guzzle down most of his tea.
As the jock's stomach was filled with a wonderful, sleepy warmth, a small hand closed around his bicep. He stared at Edd in surprise. "Shall we?"
The sophomore led the junior to his room, setting his tea on the nightstand before climbing onto the bed and crossing his legs. Warily, Kevin followed suit, settling himself across from the genius.
"So, Kevin, how was your day?"
"Uh," uttered the redhead stupidly. "Pretty boring. I watched a couple episodes of Sixty Minutes and waxed my bike a … couple times."
"That's certainly not something to feel bad about. Completing the school year with high grades is quite the accomplishment. You deserve some time to dedicate to leisure."
"Sure. I guess that's true." Kevin shrugged and looked at his hands. Somewhere along the line, he'd started twiddling his thumbs. "…how'd yours go?"
It was Double Dee's turn to shrug. "As well as a day of final exams can, I suppose. My statistics final was a fair representation of the curriculum, and the literature exam was all essay. Mrs. Gausser gave us all of the possible questions ahead of time. I hope to receive a 4.0 for my grade point average."
"That's a real shocker, dork. You'll definitely get all A's." The smaller male broke into a sheepish grin at the redhead's words, cheeks reddening ever so slightly.
"Your confidence in my abilities is greatly appreciated," the genius murmured, meeting Kevin's stare and gripping the fabric of his sweat pants to stem the nervousness in his voice.
"Are you kidding? Everybody knows your brain is amazing, dude." He reached out and flicked Edd's nose, earning him a startled sputter as the genius raised his hands defensively. Kevin swallowed, his nonchalant smile fading at the ravenette's vulnerability. "Hey, Double Dee."
As his bright eyes flicked up to meet the athlete's, Kevin leaned across the gap and pressed his lips to Edd's.
Double Dee was caught off guard, freezing in place as the jock captured his mouth. After a heartbeat, the genius moved against him, the spices on his breath spilling out as he caught the redhead's upper lip. Stiffening, Kevin grunted and balled his hands into fists, the urge to pin the smaller boy to the mattress rising up like a tidal wave. Knuckles white and shaking, he tilted his head and kissed back, goosebumps exploding down his arms and back at the feather-light touch of the brilliant boy's lips as he leaned closer, his long eyelashes grazing the redhead's cheekbones.
"How…" Drawing back, Kevin shook his head. "How are your friends?"
"They're quite well," Eddward rasped, pupils huge as he stared at a spot on the bed between them. "Sarah's been giving Ed a hard time, but I'm actually pretty confident that he'll pass all of his courses. Eddy's excited to start the study group, of course."
"Mmmm." Kevin swallowed, struggling to compose his face into its normal expression of disinterest. "Are you excited? I mean, don't tell me Eddy's gonna teach the damn thing. I'd rather stick my head in a beehive than listen to his harpy voice."
"I'm very excited, yes. Eddy has taken the role of treasurer, so I will, indeed, be your instructor."
"Huh." The redhead smirked, catching the genius's blue eyes. "Will you be wearing sexy glasses and sittin' all stretched out on a desk in front of us?"
The look of unabashed delight on Double Dee's face left him shocked. "Hardly."
"Shame."
Eddward leaned forward once more, putting his weight on his palms as his face stained a dark crimson. "If you say so."
Kevin could hardly contain his grin enough to kiss back.
Nipping at the younger boy's lips, the jock scooted toward him to place his hands on slender knees. Edd made a tiny sound at the contact and edged closer without breaking their locked mouths. He sucked in a breath when Kevin's long fingers slid up his thighs and a tongue probed the gap between his soft lips, and when Kevin's tongue brushed against his teeth, the genius let himself moan and loosely grip the athlete's black shirt. The redhead nuzzled his jaw, breathing in the smell of his skin, and Edd shivered submissively and slid himself into Kevin's lap.
"You're all I think about, Double Dee," he whispered, hands finally coming up to hold tiny hips. "I don't know what's wrong with me."
The genius said nothing. When the jock didn't move, he squeezed his broad shoulders and pressed his lips to the pulse throbbing beneath the redhead's pale neck. Kevin went rigid immediately, his arousal pressing into the smaller male's lap as he groaned and cringed with need. There were nimble fingers in his hair and his cap was gone, and when a hot tongue flicked over his flesh, he swallowed down a snarl, holding himself back with every ounce of his will.
"Fuck, Double Dee, you - you can't do that."
The ravenette's voice was barely audible, his lips never completely leaving the athlete's skin. "Why not?"
"Because m'not gonna be able to control myself and I could hurt you. Bad. Aaagh-"
"I trust you," Edd whispered. He pressed a gentle bite onto the abused spot and shifted in Kevin's lap, rubbing heat against heat and hearing his breath hitch as the redhead's did the same.
Firmly locking his arms around the small of the petite boy's back, the athlete let himself fall back against the blankets. He gripped Eddward's beanie and pressed a palm to his spine, swallowing the genius's moan as their tongues clashed. It was only a matter of moments before Edd was squirming against his chest and tugging at his shirt. The look he flashed the jock was of pleading.
Chuckling breathlessly, Kevin complied and tugged his shirt off. The younger's fingertips were immediately on his overheated skin, tracing the sharp lines of muscle greedily. He watched as Double Dee bit his lower lip, a thousand thoughts flitting through his sapphire eyes as he admired every dip and ripple beneath the athlete's flesh. His hands grazed the space between the redhead's hips and Kevin sucked in a breath, squeezing his eyes shut.
The brilliant boy quirked an eyebrow. "A sensitive area, I presume?"
"Yeah," Kevin rasped.
When Edd replaced his palms with his mouth Kevin let out a hoarse cry. He gripped and released fistfuls of sheet, struggling to put his hands anywhere but on Eddward's fragile body. A silky-hot tongue drew cautious strokes across his skin as the genius's fingers rested on the waistband of his pants. Kevin sank his teeth into his lower lip and turned his blurry stare to the window. A low growl bubbled up in his throat when Edd closed his lips and sucked, and when teeth came down on his screaming nerve endings, he arched off the bed and snarled "shit."
The younger boy made a small sound of alarm when Kevin pushed him onto his back and leaned over him, cupping his jaw in one hand and capturing his soft lips. There was little resistance as Kevin sat up and tugged the shirt off of his slim body; a breathless cry when he ran his hands down the ravenette's sides, licking and nipping his soft skin as he pressed him into the mattress. Kevin helped him wriggle out of his pants and shoved them off the side of the bed. Double Dee had time to make a faint sound of displeasure before two pairs of socks had joined the growing pile of clothing, and after a struggle to extract the essentials from his back pocket, Kevin kicked his jeans off to complete the pile.
The heat of the athlete's figure hovering inches from his disappeared, making the smaller boy blink, dazed. "What … Kevin, where are you…"
"I'll be right back, I promise; I'm just gonna wash my hands quick. I took a shower before coming over, but-"
Edd's fingers closed around Kevin's wrists. "Please. It's okay. Please don't leave."
Kevin stared at the wide-eyed genius for a long moment, too weary with want to argue. The anxiety in the brilliant boy's expression grew, and he released the jock's arms, fumbling with the little tube of lubricant and struggling to unscrew the cap. Smiling fondly, the redhead took it from him and opened it. The younger male's heart pounded visibly in his chest as the athlete slicked his middle finger until a bead of the fluid dripped down his wrist. Emerald eyes met dazzling blue, and Eddward swallowed and spread his slender legs, his face flushing even more as he bared his arousal and all of his vulnerability to the redhead.
A strong hand rested on his belly, kneading soothingly as Kevin pressed his finger to the smaller male's opening. Edd let out a choked gasp and threw his head to the side, frame shaking as the jock groaned softly at the suffocating heat and eased the digit further. The stutters of resistance were faint, and when friction began, the genius's face crumpled in desperate agony, his spine bowing as his nails scratched down the redhead's shoulders.
"Fuck, babe." Kevin glanced up at Double Dee's face before returning his focus to dripping more fluid onto his hand, the ravenette's squirms and whimpers making the blood scream through his ears. "Relax."
"C-can't," Edd hissed, and when Kevin carefully pressed a second finger into him he cried out and gripped the athlete's shoulders until they started going numb. "I just want you ins-side me."
Within five seconds, Kevin had ripped the condom out of its packet and was rolling it onto himself. The genius peppered gentle bites across down his jaw and neck as he drizzled the rest of the lube into his palm and coated himself in a few quick strokes. Turning his attention back to the smaller boy, Kevin recaptured his mouth and wrapped a hand around his straining erection. Edd sobbed against his teeth, fingertips scrambling on the athlete's back as he squirmed desperately. "Kevin, please, please."
Growling, the redhead rolled onto his back and pulled Edd on top of him. He cupped the base of the younger male's skull before reaching down to grip the genius's ass. Kevin couldn't fight back a grin when Edd whined impatiently against his lips. "Wanna try it like this?"
Unable to explain that he was willing to stand on his head if necessary to get Kevin inside him, Double Dee nodded furiously. Aided by the redhead's steadying hands, he settled on top of Kevin, face scarlet as he gazed down at him.
Large, graceful hands rose to caress his sides, threading a frightened sound from his mouth as his head lolled back. "Just take it easy, babe. Go slow."
The petite one placed a careful hand on Kevin's knee as he lowered himself, trying not to start shaking at the sight of the boy's daunting length. The frigid air on his opening was broken by the feeling of the older male's arousal. He groaned softly in anxiety as shaky legs gave just enough to let the pressure of the redhead's length press against him, and Kevin was kneading his hips gently, hissing soft words of encouragement.
"Just like that, just breathe. I won't hurt you. J's take your time- nnngh-"
Edd whined softly as he lowered himself, body shuddering at the tightness of the athlete's cock spreading him apart. The hands steadying him gripped tight to keep him from sinking too quickly and Kevin bit his lip hard, struggling between watching the beautiful, innocent expressions flitting across Edd's face and throwing his head back.
"K-Kevin - I - it's almost too-"
"I know, I know, just relax, I swear I won't hurt you," the jock groaned like a mantra. Edd cracked an eye open and nodded tightly.
When the genius slowly began to work himself onto the dauntingly thick shaft it was all Kevin could do to keep from slamming into the blessedly tight heat. "Ahh! Oh fuck..." The cords stood out in his neck as the athlete's face stained dark and his heart galloped faintly in his chest. Giving a soft keen of relief, Eddward sank until his ass was against the redhead's hips.
Kevin came spectacularly close to fainting at the suffocating heat.
"Holy fuck that feels good," he rasped breathlessly. The petite boy shuddered violently, and Kevin could feel every twitch and tremor. Bright blue eyes opened, holding Kevin's gaze as the redhead bit his lip and tried to hold back the blush creeping down his neck.
Edd leaned down to crush his mouth to Kevin's and muffled the older boy's moan at the shift against his cock. The hands on his narrow hips left them to claw into his beanie and the back of his neck, and as the genius sucked the redhead's tongue into his mouth, the violent spasm of muscles became a frantic grind. The redhead threw his head back and hissed through clenched teeth as his lover writhed against the searing heat filling him up. The brilliant boy's movement gained a desperate rhythm and he let out a wanton moan, his bruised lips brushing Kevin's collar as he clawed at the redhead's stomach.
"I'm … it's so … ahhh." Edd's head fell forward as he shakily readjusted his grip on the athlete's shoulders. "I'm so … out of shape…"
A flicker of a smile crossed his features before Kevin tightened his hold on the genius's hips, pulling the younger male almost completely off of his cock and slamming him back down. Edd threw his head back and let out a scream. Shifting to better angle himself, the redhead groaned low in his throat and began thrusting deep into the smaller male, uttering his name over and over as he sank into the excruciating heat. "Please," the dark-haired boy gasped, half-lidded eyes foggy with lust, "Please, please don't stop."
"Never," Kevin growled, smirking for half a second before returning his attention to finding the spot that would make the ravenette completely incoherent.
In exactly four seconds, the slender male let out an ear-splitting cry, his spine arching as his head lolled back and tears spilled down his cheeks. "Found it," Kevin hissed under his breath.
In five more thrusts, Edd's tiny body had gone rigid and there were tingling spots on Kevin's ribs where he had torn skin away. The blessedly tight heat gripping him clenched and the younger boy's face contorted as the explosions of pain and pleasure built in the pit of his stomach. "Kevin … please…"
"On it, babe."
The athlete's control began to slip away as he pounded into the genius's lithe body, urged on by his desperate cries of encouragement. Strands of black hair slipped loose and fluttered down to frame Edd's face and cling to his lips as he bucked back against the redhead's thrusts, and as Kevin felt that uncanny surge of fire that would bring on release, he saw all shame and fear leave the smaller boy's eyes for the first time. He choked out a gasp, staring in awe as his lover's back bowed to allow him in deeper. His wits came back to him enough to wrap a hand around the smaller male's erection.
The cords stood out in his neck, his teeth flashing in a noiseless scream, and Kevin thought that Edd was the most flawless thing he had ever seen.
Pushing him through his orgasm, the redhead crushed the genius's hips down onto his lap once and twice before the excruciatingly tight coil within him exploded. He roared hoarsely as he came, feeling every centimeter of silky warmth when the smaller shuddered through his final spasm.
Eddward collapsed, boneless, onto his chest, and despite the sweat prickling all over his body, Kevin pulled him closer. Double Dee gasped for air and clung to the older boy as his eyelids fell shut. A long moment passed as the two struggled to catch their breath, the chill of the air drawing goosebumps up all across their entangled limbs.
"Damn," Kevin panted, resting his chin on top of Edd's cap and making a shiver of delight race down his spine. "I didn't even notice it was raining."
"Mmmm … meteorology wasn't on my mind either," mumbled the younger male against the jock's collarbone.
"Jesus. It's a total downpour."
"That's nice."
Eddward breathed in the scent of Kevin's skin, letting the profound heaviness sink into his muscles. Kevin's fingers drew small circles into his back, trailing down his spine, beneath his shoulder blades, up his neck. He gave a shudder and Kevin smiled at the edge of his vision.
"Edd?"
"Hm?" The small one blinked sluggishly. The redhead's heartbeat thumped rhythmically against his ear.
"What's under your hat?"
Oh.
Kevin's ministrations on his skin stopped. "It's totally okay if you don't want to tell me, though. Just whenever you want to. Or not at all. I swear I won't make fun of you."
The genius sighed, causing the redhead to clamp his mouth shut. "Might as well, I suppose." Before Kevin could sputter out a protest, the petite boy reached up and pulled off his hat.
"Holy shit," Kevin murmured, unable to help himself.
His eyes fell upon a mass of unruly hair, falling in thick strands over Eddward's ears and forehead. Some pieces were almost kinky and some of it was long enough to brush the nape of his neck. And just right of center, a shock of gray exploded out of his bangs.
Double Dee's jaw was tight and his eyes were downcast. Kevin chuckled and brushed his fingers through the unruly strands.
"And I didn't think you could get any cuter."
The look that appeared on the genius's face was one of utter disbelief. Grinning at him affectionately, the redhead pushed his fingers into the unkempt mess, and the cynicism, elation, and amazement all fighting for footing in the smaller boy's eyes began to fade into a blur of utter euphoria at having his ever-concealed scalp touched. Pursing his lips and frowning at the assault on nerve endings that hadn't been acknowledged by anyone but himself in years, Eddward hid his face beneath the strong line of Kevin's jaw. The small tremors that moved between his shoulders became fewer and fewer until his thin body was completely limp. The elevated, anticipatory thump that had begun to feel familiar and safe slowed against the athlete's chest. He counted the easy, fragile drumming as the boy's breaths deepened and his creased and twitching brows relaxed. The room's sharp angles and tidy colors faded as the jock let his own eyes close for a minute.
Kevin ran his fingers through the ends of the genius's hair, separating the twisted black tufts. "Hey babe?"
"Mmm." The smaller figure's grunt was barely audible.
"Babe."
The look Edd gave him would've killed a feebler organism. The redhead ran a thumb over his full lips. "Yes, Kevin?"
"It's really stormin'."
Laying his head on the athlete's chest, Double Dee gazed out his window. Rain was spattering sown in sheets and the wind had climbed to a constant rumble as it buffeted the house.
"Nnngh … 'mount of precipitation h's been abnormally high … this year…"
"Don't you have a thing?"
Blue eyes rolled sluggishly up to meet alert emerald. "A thing, Kevin?"
"A thing! You know, a little weather alarm-box thing?"
A sudden thud had the pair jumping, Double Dee clinging to the jock's chest as he sat up sharply. A branch fell from where it had struck the window, leaving bark and leaves plastered to the glass before a howl of wind ripped them away.
Edd blinked and opened his mouth to ask Kevin what a little weather alarm-box thing was when the lights flickered and went out.