Kyle: TantrumMature

I let out the tiniest of gasps as I felt Danny tease my lips apart slightly. I kissed back regardless. What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, right? His hands slid slowly down my back and I shivered a little. The last time anyone did that was a long time ago. His snaked their way into the back of my jeans as he kissed me a little harder. I kissed back kind of awkwardly. Man, I was rusty. He took a sharp intake of breath before doubling over. That can’t be good.

"Eugh, I'm sorry."

"Are you okay?" I asked, instantly worried. I’d had my fair share of beatings from Josh when I was younger and I knew all too well how the small things can cause the most problems.

"I guess I'm just pushing myself a little too hard,"

I stroked his cheek, glad he was relatively okay.

"I'm sorry, I'm rushing again aren't I?"

I smiled. "You're not, don't worry"

"Eugh, I wish I wasn't like this..." He looked up with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

I arched an eyebrow a little at that. "Like what?"

"Bruised, beaten and bleeding."

"Want me to kiss it better?" I giggled. I kind of wanted him to say no...

"Mmm," he thought, a little grin appearing on his lips as he pretended to think, "you're welcome to..."

I chuckled. "Where does it hurt most?" Be brave about this, Kyle.

"All over” he moaned.

I kissed lightly down his chest, catching him smile with a blush.

"Does that feel better?" I asked, looking up at him from under my lashes.

"Mmm, much," he smiled.

I giggled and kissed down his stomach as well. Calm down, Kyle, it’s just a stomach. You kissed Hollie’s stomach plenty of times. Yeah, cause she was a girl. Ugh, man up, you fucking pansy. He shuddered and I kissed all the way back up, skipping his nose and planting a soft kiss on his nose. He giggled and I smiled.

"Still hurting?"

He blushed and opened his mouth to say something but paused. "I feel much better."

I kissed his nose again. "Good. I think painkillers might work better, though"

"I've been through worse, I'll live."

I pressed my forehead to his, chuckling as he looked into my eyes. He kissed me softly and I hummed, kissing back with the same amount of care

"Kyle," he whispered.


"Are you okay with this? I mean, loving a man. Are you okay?"

"I... I don't know..."

He sighed and looked at me with a weak smile, "can I help, in any way?"

"Keep being cute" I smiled.

"I don't know how I'm cute..."

I laughed. "Well then, just keep being you"

"I'll try," he murmured, kissing me softly with a blush, "Just don't rush into anything, okay?"

"I won't"

"Good," he murmured, "because I can heal without you kissing me, I noticed your hesitation. It's okay."

"Thanks" I smiled.

"What for?"

"For understanding"

"That's what I'm here for."

I hummed.

"Can we... go out? I think I need some fresh air."

"Sure" I smiled.

He got up slowly, leaving his shirt on my bed and I slipped an arm round his waist. And then I remembered what had just happened to him.

 "That doesn't hurt, does it?"

He shook his head, "no, it's okay."

I smiled. "Where are we going, then?"

"Just, to walk. You can show me around if you want, you never did..."

I laughed and led him outside. I won’t mention the reason I never showed him round is because he had a tantrum...

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