At Least A Million More

Chapter 11

(Kenny) 

I'm serious. Watching Noah pin Delsin to the wall seriously aroused me. .  I walk into my room and see Raylen sleeping with his face towards my bed. I sigh and climb into the warmth I have come to feel comfortable with.  "Goodnight." I say to no one in particular. 

After a few minutes of silence, I hear the soft melodic voice of Raylen. "Goodnight Kenneth." I smile before falling asleep. 

~*~ 

"K-Kenny?" Raylen mumbles, shaking my arm. I groan and sit up. 

"What is it Raylen?" I ask, rubbing my eyes. 

"Where'd Noah go?" He whispers, his eyes glistening with tears. I immediately stand up and run into Noah's room. He's not there. I check the time. 9:30. 

"Hold on Raylen, I'll find him." I say, running up to Trent's room and finding it empty also. "Have you checked the whole house?" I ask Raylen when I get back downstairs. 

"Yeah, but we're the only ones here." Raylen sniffles, starting to cry. This dude is so emotional. . . 

"Raylen, it's ok! They'll show up soon." I coo, pulling him into a hug. I grab my phone and text Noah. 

'Mom took us to the school to see if we could somehow be allowed back in. We'll be back in an hour or so.' Noah answers a minute later. 

"Kenny?" Raylen asks, from the floor. I was sitting on the couch so I looked down at him. 

"Yeah?"

"What did you mean by you could help me with my shyness?"  

"You really wanna know?" I ask, looking into his blue eyes. He nods. 

"Yeah." He whispers. I lean down slowly and press my lips to his. I slowly add more pressure before he starts moving his lips with mine. I slip off the couch and sit on his lap, slowly pushing him down. 

"If you want me to stop, just say so." I mumble, pulling his shirt off and kissing down his chest, sucking, licking, and biting until I left a hickey on him. I lean up and kiss him again, this time he seems desperate for it and pulls my head down to meet his lips. I grind on him and he moans into my mouth. 

I pull away and he whimpers at me. I smile and peck his lips. "Why'd you stop?" He asks, looking ashamed of himself. 

"Hey, one little lesson at a time." I say, getting up and kissing him one more time before walking into the kitchen. 

"I'm going to take a shower." Raylen mumbles, walking past the kitchen doorway on the way to our room. I smirk at his almost naked body.  I grab a Pepsi and walk into the living room, jumping on the couch and turning Netflix on. I pick on 'John Tucker Must Die' before getting situated. 

Raylen comes padding into the living room with a towel wrapped around his waist. "I-I don't know what Noah did with my clothes." He whispers, not looking at me. He looks weird without makeup on and his earrings in. I smile at the red hickey on his chest. I did that. . . Yay! 

"You can wear some of mine." I offer, starting to get up. 

"I'm pretty sure your stuff would be to small." Raylen says, showing a hint of a smile. I scoff and brush past him, tripping over something when I walk into Noah's room. I look down and see a black duffel bag. I open it and see clothes I'm pretty sure would rip if Noah tried putting these tiny things over his muscles. 

"These it?" I ask, holding the bag out to Raylen as I walk into the living room. He reaches for the bag and pulls out black boxers, dark blue skinny jeans, a blue Cookie Monster shirt and a case of earrings. He walks into the bathroom and closes the door. I sigh and decide to go through Noah's stuff.