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Killdip- Last Friday Night

Slight smut warning, all characters are 16 years old. 

Tyrone's POV:

It was just a couple hours until guests would start arriving. My parents weren't home, so I decided to throw a harmless little party! Well, I wouldn't say little, exactly. Almost half the school is coming! I also prohibited alcohol from the party, so it should be harmless. And if anything does happen, I have my boyfriend to take care of things. 

Speaking of him, he should be over soon!

 A knock shook the door, echoing through the whole house. I opened the door, only to see Kill holding two huge boxes of decorations. He smiled warmly and invited himself in. "Now, are you sure you want to do this, babe? There's still time to cancel." He placed the boxes down on the table, taking out American flags and Halloween plates. I giggled and wrapped my arms around his waist, making a small chuckle escape from his lips. "Everything will be fine, Kill. And what are these decorations?" I giggled, picking up one of the flags. Kill blushed slightly and turned away. "I asked for normal party decor! Not the holiday special." I pinched his cheek lightly, making him turn even more red. The red started to spread from his face, to his ears and neck. "They were on sale!" 

After what felt like years of cleaning and decorating, we were finally finished. The place shined with glitter from the Christmas ornaments we used, and smelled like pumpkin pie from the Thanksgiving wax melts we had. Kill gently elbowed me in the ribs before pulling me into his arms. "See? I told you the Christmas/4th of July/Halloween/Thanksgiving decorations were a good idea!" He said cheerfully, making me roll my eyes. "You never told me that-" 

I stopped immediately. Kill's eyes widened with happiness as he pushed me forward. I stumbled for a second before regaining my balance. "Open the door! I heard a knock!" My hand gently caressed the door knob. I sighed and opened it, only to see about twenty people with four boxes of beer in their arms. "O-Oh, hey! You actually can't bring alcohol." I said, but a boy pushed me aside. "Come on, live a little." The boy said, his arms wrapped around his girlfriend. The rest of the people followed him inside, where they immediately started to trash the place. Beer cans flew everywhere, and decorations were already destroyed on the ground. It was a complete disaster. And to make things even worse, more people were still on their way! 

Girls started to crowd their boyfriends, who had beer dripping down their chins and onto the floor. 

"Oh, god..." 

More people rushed into the chaos. It's been thirty minutes since the party started, and there's already close to one hundred people! "I...I need help from Kill. ASAP." I said. I looked all over for him, but he was gone. Nowhere to be seen.  

Suddenly, somebody grabbed my waist and lifted me into the air. "This party is LIT! Huh, Ty-Ty?" They said. I looked down, only to see Kill with beer stains all over his clothes and a huge smile. I sighed softly, looking him straight in the eyes. "Kill, put me down, please. I'll get you some new clothes from upstairs." I said in a calm voice. Kill put me down, following me to my parents room. I shut the door and locked it, just so nobody could try anything. "Alright, you wear a large, correct?" I questioned, waiting for a response. All I got was silence, and loving stares from Kill. "You wear a large, right Kill?" I said again, a bit louder this time. Kill slowly stood up and walked towards me. I felt a shiver run through my body as he pinned me against the wall and leaned close to my ear. "I-I...I wanna wear you, Ty-Ty~ I wanna make you feel nice, b-baby...baby boy~" He said in a sloppy and seductive tone. He leaned down and pressed his lips against my neck. I moaned softly, making his (demon) tail wag slightly. He trailed a few more kisses down my neck and collarbone, before nipping softly. He looked up at me with innocent ruby red eyes, and a happy grin. "H...Honey b-bunny, I wanna do more to you..."  He managed to choke out. I raised my eyebrow at the name, but I did want him to be happy. 

It was just us, in a huge bedroom. The music playing from downstairs switched up from Hip-Hop, to nice, romantic music. 

Kill bit me until he found my sweet spot, then he sucked. Sucked until my neck was purple and swollen. My moans filled the air, making his eyes light up with excitement. "Sweetie pie...I like that o-on you..." He leaned onto me. I chuckled and kissed his forehead. "Just try and get some sleep. You'll feel better in the morning." I smiled, watching him with love. I placed him onto the bed, then pulled the covers up to his neck. 

"Sweet dreams, babe."