"You can't keep everything a secret, Kenny" I tease. He hums quietly in response. He really worries me. Everyday more scars stretched across his body, slowly painting him like a softly colored mosaic.
I dip a cotton ball into a small jar of hydrogen peroxide. "You ready? This is going to sting.." I warn. He smirks and for the first time in a week, I see a sign of life in his eyes. "I think I can handle a little sting" he said while laughing under his breath. His laugh, raspy and smooth, caused my stomach to churn. I blink a few times to grasp what I had just felt. God, Mccormick, you are something else.
My hand falls into place as I grip his wrist. The alcohol makes contact with his wound which is already forming into a long and thin scar. He winces. Wow, and to think that he was so sure he could take it. I look up in response to his whine only to meet his eyes. His face was only a few inches away from mine. It suddenly felt almost impossible to breathe. Kenny's hand slowly fell to meet my shoulder. I could feel my own skin burn, this is too much. He is too much.
I feel dizzy, out of control. Kenny's eyes are half closed, his once light blue eyes that I would find myself staring in are now darkened. I feel intimidated. I never realized how much bigger he was than me until he was towering over me. I don't know who did it first, but one of us finally gave in. I lean into the kiss.
"Fuck, y/n" He breathes out helplessly. I wrap my arms around his neck as he grips my thighs and pulls me up. Since when is he so strong..does he work out in his spare time? Before my mind could wander any further, Kenny was already finding his way to my neck. He bit gently underneath my ear, I could feel how hot his breath was on my skin. My body felt hot and I could barely think. "H-harder, please" I begged. Sharp teeth dug into my skin, causing me to whimper.
"Oh my fucking god, I love when you beg for me". I can't take it anymore, I need him. "Kenny, please? I need you" escapes my mouth. A few moments of silence pass, only heavy breathing filling the air. "I need you too, i've always needed you". Kenny lowers me onto my bed and rests his hands on my hip bones. His callused fingers make my skin grow sensitive, I feel so needy. He ran a finger tip across my slit causing me to shake. "You're so wet.. such a good girl". I feel so weak beneath him, so helpless under his touch. I look back down to see him hard, very hard. A bead of precum forming at his tip. He looks back at me, asking permission with just his eyes. I nod. Without hesitation, he lines it up and lets out a deep sigh as he finally enters. We both take a few seconds to adjust.
Kenny leans down and kisses me, it's oddly slow and different. It doesn't feel like before, where he was needy and wanting to just get inside me. It felt like he had been wanting to do this for months, like he finally got the chance to love.
I melt into it and lift my legs up to allow him more access. He thrusts into me with force, his thighs hitting mine. He groans into my ear, "Fuck, good slut". His thrusts start to pick up pace as he gets more desperate. He hovers over me and looks down at me in an almost primal way. He's getting sloppier as he gets closer. "T-take it, fucking take it" Kenny commands. My breath quickens as I grow closer to finishing. "I'm gonna cum, stay still" he mumbles. My eyes flutter shut as I feel him twitch inside me, and then finally releasing. He moves slowly in and out as he rides out his high. Kenny pulls out and warm cum drips down me.
He flops down beside me and turns his head to look at me. He stares for a bit. Sandy colored hair stuck to his forehead and his flushed cheeks. "You're so pretty, did you know that?" he questions. All I can do is stare back and blush. "All you've done is care for me and been an amazing person" Kenny continues. He sits up abruptly and takes in a deep breath. "I love you, y/n". He lets a slow breath out. "I love you too" I confess. A smile that I had yet to see all day had appeared on his face.
"Alright, let's get you cleaned up."
