• “First Kiss”
    Anti-lock doors hissed open, as a cautious Billy Numerous peered into a blackened Kyd Wykkyd’s bedroom. He spied a steady breathing darkling, snoozing while cuddling under a cozy comforter. The southern teen snorted, suppressing laughter at Kyd’s fetal position he was curled into. Deftly, Billy perched on Wykkyd’s bedside, smiling down at the sleeping form of the teen.

    Kyd was so beautiful; hardly a boy at all. You might say that was how the country boy became so easy with these strange emotions he felt for the teleporter. Regardless, Billy smiled warmly at Kyd, who continued to snore silently.

    Billy recalled an earlier event of Kyd kissing him on the cheek after they both played Dance Dance Revolution and Kyd winning. And at that moment, Billy was a little scared by such an unfamiliar occurrence and locked himself in his room for the past two days, where he sorted out his feelings. He didn’t mind it, so why did he run? Nonetheless, he had to apologize to Kyd, who he realized had been crying due to the lack of the black eyeliner he trademarked.

    Numerous leaned forward and lightly planted a soft kiss on a pallid cheek. Kyd’s burgundy eyes fluttered open, before he rubbed them-dazed. When his muddled sight cleared, Billy’s smiling face, which he had missed so much, seemed to sparkle with absolute beauty, like a pagan god of romance. Wykkyd, with tear-brimmed eyes, sat up and held Billy’s neck, squeezing him close.

    Billy chuckled, “Missed me that much, huh?”

    Wykkyd nodded, thinking-Oh, yes! Every second without you kills me!

    Billy sighed, returning the embrace, “I missed you, too. Ky---!” He paused as he felt Kyd nuzzle deep into the crook of Billy’s neck, sniffing in some of the cologne Billy was wearing.

    Kyd retreated slightly, thinking he may have spooked Billy again. But, quite the opposite, Billy pulled Kyd back to his arms, resting his head on his chest. Billy continued, “I came to say sorry fer earlier. Can you forgive me?”

    Kyd was at a loss for words. He posed an inquisitive stare before pointing at Billy and himself. At first, Billy was confused but then he understood what Kyd meant, “Its okay.” And, he gingerly seized the sides of Kyd’s face. Everything silenced to the sound of their uncontrolled breathing.

    Billy slipped his lips over Kyd’s. Lips tangled and twisted over each other until Kyd’s bubblegum tongue lapped at Billy’s velvety lips, entreating entrance. Billy stiffened at first but allowed it.

    The wetness of Kyd’s mouth tasted so sweet, like biting into an apple; sweet juices wash over tongues. They wrestled for control; Billy’s obviously winning, before Kyd groaned at Billy’s touch on his neck.

    The pair had to release for breathings sake, but the embrace was held firm. “I love you,” Billy whispered breathlessly.

    Kyd smiled at his lover, before pulling him into the bed and holding him close. Billy held Kyd before falling asleep, while Kyd thought pleasantly of their first kiss.

    “I love you, too.”