Guess who is completely out of steam?! (0/0 GAY and CLOSED)

"Me neither. D'you think we would've ended up together if you hadn't gotten so drunk last night?" He asked quietly, pulling Kyle down beside him and snuggling up to his chest.

"That's a hard one because I would've made you mine in the future anyway. So, yes." Kyle stroked his hair and kissed his head.

Payton sighed softly in content, tangling his legs with Kyle’s and closing his eyes. “You’re so perfect it’s making me tired..” he murmured.

"You're welcome that I shine so bright the sun goes down," he flipped his hair and started to crack up.

“Oh my god. That was horrible.” Payton laughed loudly as well, gently shoving Kyle over. “I was just trying to compliment you!”

"Well, my pick-up lines are the best are you ready. Do you think it hurt?" Kyle asked with a sly smirk.

Payton shook his head, still giggling, but deciding to humor Kyle. “God save me.” He muttered, “What?~”

"When I fell from heaven!" he gave a grin that was on the verge of laughing.

"That didn't even make any sense!" Payton laughed, pressing a kiss to his jaw. "But I'll give it to you just cause you're so adorable." He grinned, cupping Kyle's face in his hands.

"This side of me is only exclusive to you and you alone." Kyle grew silent as he started to calm two. "Are you from Tennessee because you're the only ten I see."

"Good. I like this side of you the best." He laughed harder at the pick up line, burying his face in Kyle's shirt. "You're killing me I think. My chest hurts."

"Is it because of the love that I'm giving it? I'm about sing some One Direction up in here." Kyle started to hum one of the songs.

"No! No!!" Payton cried out, rolling away from Kyle and covering his eyes. "I'll die for real, I swear!" He giggled.

"Get out get out get out of my head. Fall into my arms instead. I don't I don't don't know what it is. I need that one thing and you got that one thing," Kyle tackled Payton when he stopped singing. "How was that?"

Payton laid face down on the bed, yelping quietly when Kyle tackled him. “How beautiful.” He commented with a giggle, pressing kisses to his arm.

"I know I'm such a good singer, nothing can top me, except or you. In more ways than one." Kyle winked.

Payton rolled his eyes and rolled over on top of Kyle, wrapping his arms around his neck. "I guess so." He grinned, resting his head on Kyle's chest and kissing his collarbone gently.

"You guess so? You know so." Kyle looked down the his chest. "It's okay to leave hickeys you know."

"I know. But you're skin is so pretty..I would feel bad leaving marks all over it." He said quietly, tracing his fingers over the spot he kissed.

"I left marks all over your beautiful skin. It was very fun to do that by the way…" Kyle laced their fingers together.

Payton smiled softly, squeezing his hand. “I know. Maybe I should get revenge. If I can’t wear some of my shirts, you shouldn’t be able to wear some of yours.”
He replied quietly, kissing his neck and leaving some marks higher up.

Kyle enjoyed the kisses, sometimes making a small noise. "A-Almost done?" he tripped over his words.

“Do you want me to be?” He asked with a smirk, kissing his jaw gently.

"N-Not really, but I mean…" Kyle looked in the other direction, hiding his embarrassed face.

“Aww~” He grinned, nudging Kyle’s head back in his direction and kissing him sweetly. “Didn’t know I could embarrass you this much, princess.”

"I-I-I-I'm not a-a-a princess," Kyle closed eyes. "I'm n-n-not embarrassed I-I-I'm just a little surprised that it felt this good…"

“You’re my prince then. My beautiful, sweet, lovely prince.” He replied, poking his nose. “That’s because I kiss you with all of my love.” He giggled, gazing down at him with a smile.

"I'm not a bottom, just so you know! I-I will make it clear that I-I am a bottom. This is a o-one time thing." He opened his eyes slowly refusing to look as Payton.

“Does it really matter though?” He pondered, pressing gentle kisses to Kyle’s neck and jaw.

"Y-Yes…t-to me it does…." Kyle looked to the side again. Ge didn't like the feeling of being helpless.