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Chapter eight

Chapter eight.

A quiet sobbing wakes me up from sleep. Immediately I grab onto Keaton and clutch him closely. "Shhh Keaton. It's ok. Keaton. Shhh."

"I keep dreaming about them." He sobs. "It's been a week! Why won't they stop?"

"It takes time baby."

He pulls me on top of him and wraps his arms around my neck. "Ally, please don't leave me."

"Why would I leave you?"

"Because, a depressed, scrawny, person who has night mares every night and faints at the sight of blood." He sobs.

I can't help but smile. "I can list reasons for every single one of those words you said. You can't help the depression. I love that you're smaller than me. You can't help the nightmares, I get them too. It's kind of cute that you faint at the sight of blood."

Keaton lets out a small laugh. "I probably won't go to sleep again. But I like to watch you sleep."

I fake gasp and playfully try to pull away. "I'm being watched as I sleep? Oh scary!"

I let Keaton pull me down on top of him giggling. "Boo."

"Oh the horror!" I gasp.

Keaton burst out giggling and I know he's over his nightmare. I sit up and dig my fingers into his sides gently tickling him. He shrieks with laughter and struggles underneath me halfheartedly trying to get out. "Ally!"

I stop tickling him and he slips out from under me, I let him push me onto my back. He pushes his fingers into my sides but I only grin. "I'm not ticklish key."

"Key?"

"I just took the 'ton' out. Keaton. Key."

Keaton grins. "I love it."

He leans down and presses his lips to mine softly. The taste of Icing spreads to my tongue and I moan. I kiss him back, dragging my tongue across his bottom lip. A soft moan vibrates from his throat as our tongues meet.

I feel his fingers shyly go to the bottom of my shirt and I break the kiss. "Go ahead." I whisper.

I pull off my shirt and lay back as he shyly glides his fingers over my abdomen and to my chest. His soft fingers run over my nipples. "Can I...um."

"I don't care what you do baby."

Keaton nervously leans over and kisses me, before leading down my neck back down to my nipples and pressing his hot tongue against one. Moaning, I grip the sheets and gasp. "God Keaton."

His hands go to my sides and rub up. He switches to my other nipple gently biting and tugging.

"Keaton!"

Pulling him back to my lips, I roll us over so he's under me. "Take your shirt off."

He does and I return the actions. Keaton Mewls and gasps grabbing at my hair.

My fingers quickly push down Keaton's pajama pants and wrap around his growing erection.

"Ally!" Keaton gasp.

Rubbing my thumb over his head, I start to drag my hand up and down.

Keaton arches his back, gasping and withering underneath me. "Ally!"

I feel him harden and move my hand faster. Keaton trembles under me as his climax gets closer. Keaton shouts as he climaxes and goes limp. I feel his warm substance drip down my chest and excuse myself to the bathroom. Will he taste like icing too?