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Post by annanova on Mar 8, 2013 22:44:04 GMT -5
"I know you will," Kyle murmured, snuggling down so the boy was spooning him once again. His hand held Stan's, and his eyes faded out, staring at something far in the distance. Logically, he knew it couldn't hurt that bad; if it did, no one would do it. But, Kyle did have a lot of pain centered around his backside in his childhood, and it made him a bit weary about anything involving discomfort down there. As if the hemorrhoids weren't enough, the humancentipad could have scarred him away from anything sexual. "I know you will," he repeated again, and squeezed the boy's hand.
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Post by cobroncos7 on Mar 8, 2013 23:06:08 GMT -5
"Good." Stan brought their joined hands to rest against Kyle's chest and drew his knees up behind Kyle's own. He smiled against the back of Kyle's head. "'Night, dude. I love you." He hugged Kyle tightly and then loosened his grip as he closed his eyes. It was almost embarrassing to sleep so soon after dinner, but it was simply too comfortable next to Kyle, especially with the relaxation brought post-orgasm. At least tonight they had the excuse of needing to be up early tomorrow morning.
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Post by annanova on Mar 9, 2013 23:11:02 GMT -5
"Stan..." Kyle asked softly, and pressed his back into Stan's chest. He felt small, but protected and safe. He felt as if he belonged here, in the boys arms, smelling his skin and basking in the warmth of his skin. "I love you more, but try to stay up with me... talk with me until you pass out, 'kay?"
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Post by cobroncos7 on Mar 9, 2013 23:43:22 GMT -5
"Okay," Stan agreed, opening his eyes again. He stared into the darkening room for a moment, looking just past Kyle's head, as he tried to think of something to say. "Where do you want to live?" he decided after a moment. "After college."
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Post by annanova on Mar 10, 2013 21:29:16 GMT -5
"I don't know" Kyle said slightly. "But I'm sure we can figure out somewhere we want to live. After we visit the world." He closed his eyes. "Do you have any ideas?"
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Post by cobroncos7 on Mar 10, 2013 22:00:35 GMT -5
"You haven't visited the world enough already? We used to go to Africa or some shit like, every other week." Stan was mostly joking; they would most likely not be getting caught in the middle of stupid adventures when they were in their twenties and living on their own. It would be leisurely, normal vacations like the kind regular people had instead of the hectic life-and-death tasks of childhood. But even though he loved nature more than almost everyone he knew, he'd never had the desire to go out and explore all of it, either. "I just want to get out of South Park. I like Colorado, though.... Or maybe someplace totally different. An actual city or something, if we can find a place we can have a dog. Do you want a dog?" he added as an afterthought.
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Post by annanova on Mar 11, 2013 20:51:18 GMT -5
"A dog? Stan, the slobber over everything, and they never leave you alone and they bark at two in the morning not to mention he fact that they always have fleas." Kyle gibbered on with closed eyes, but then he sighed. "Fine. We can get a dog." He knew that Stan loved animals more than anything. The boy was a total push-over when it came to anything with paws or feathers. And Kyle owed him a pet. "But only if you promise to keep being such a hippy about furballs." He laughed.
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Post by cobroncos7 on Mar 11, 2013 22:30:22 GMT -5
"Thanks," Stan answered, the smile obvious in his voice. He drew Kyle back for another quick hug. He loved the way Kyle's body warmed him, inside and out as though he was hot enough for his body heat to soak straight through Stan's skin to burn in his heart and set the pit of his stomach on fire.
"Do you think you want kids?" he asked after another beat. He wasn't sure this was the best time to ask-- after all, they were still in high school, and by the time they actually got the opportunity to adopt children they'd be old enough to have changed their minds several times over. Even if they could have children now he knew he wouldn't want them, but there was a hazy uncertainty when he thought about them down the road.
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Post by annanova on Mar 12, 2013 21:00:34 GMT -5
Kyle sighed. Kids? That was the big question all couples seemed to ask themselves at some point, but he didn't know why it made his stomach flip and his ears pound with blood when Stan mentioned starting a family. He rolled over in the boys arms, curling so his head was under Stan's chin, and his knees were pressed against his own chest. "Shut up and go to sleep, baby, okay? You're tired." That much was clear from Stan's slur, and the free rage of their conversations.
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Post by cobroncos7 on Mar 13, 2013 7:53:39 GMT -5
Stan scoffed good-naturedly at Kyle having changed his mind so quickly about staying up and talking. "Okay. I love when you boss me around," he said,dryly but both too fond and too honest for it to be truly sarcastic. He raised an arm to cradle Kyle's head against himself and shut his eyes again. "Love you."
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Post by annanova on Mar 14, 2013 20:45:28 GMT -5
"I love you more," Kyle said a bit solemnly against Stan's skin. He wasn't sure if the boy could even understand him with his face pressed so tightly against him, but the meaning still stood strongly behind it.
Kyle clung to Stan. Long after he could hear the others breath even out and his body lax. With Stan finally asleep Kyle let his mind wander and a small smile found its way to his lips. He kissed Stan's neck, never once letting his grip on the boy go loose.
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Post by cobroncos7 on Mar 14, 2013 21:12:46 GMT -5
Stan shifted under Kyle's mouth. His eyes rolled open sleepily, took blurry stock of the room for a fraction of a second, and fell closed again. "What is it?" he asked unintelligently, his words tumbling together. Although his sleep was interrupted, it wasn't disturbed; he had been pushed into the half-awareness that came with any sudden nighttime movement, the sort that wasn't remembered the next morning unless it became larger.
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Post by annanova on Mar 18, 2013 20:54:05 GMT -5
"What?" He whispered in the darkness of the room. He pressed a single kiss to Stan's jaw. "Can't I miss you? You look adorable when you sleep, you know," he cooed, knowing the boy wouldn't remember it when he woke up. "Makes me almost feel bad about waking you up."
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Post by cobroncos7 on Mar 18, 2013 22:36:38 GMT -5
"Voyeur," Stan mumbled lovingly. He untangled himself from Kyle to stretch, then wrapped himself around the other boy more tightly than before. "Go to sleep, we're getting up early," he added, words rolling around tiredly in his mouth and ending on a yawn.
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