After what happened with Kyle I went back downstairs to let him cool down. Which I don't even know why I thought he needed to do, I just got that feeling.
Anyways, I lay on the couch and just stare at the ceiling. I let out another sigh, which I had been doing a lot recently. I couldn't get the face Kyle had made out of my head. I remembered that thoughts I had had, and felt my face heating up once again. 'Why would I think like that about Kyle?!' I mentally, angrily, shouted at myself.
I slammed my eyes shut to clear my head and accidentally fell asleep on the couch.
~~~(Dream)~~~
My eyes are closed and I feel a pair of soft lips against mine. The sensation filling my head as I drown in it. I felt as though I was meant to be here as I quickly kissed back. I wrapped my arms around a pair of slender hip. I felt a another pair of arms slip around my neck as the kissing became more intense.
Suddenly the other pulled away and I opened my eyes, panting slightly. I was greeted by a pair of glimmering, emerald green eyes below a mop of fiery orange hair.
Instead of being surprised by the fact that I was kissing my super best friend so intensely, I pulled the redhead into another heated kiss.
Suddenly, Kyle pushed me back and I fell back onto the couch. He crawled over me and began straddling my hips as the room gained temperature. He licked his lips and pulled me into another kiss. I placed my hands on his hips and sat up, slipping my tongue into his mouth.
I moaned slightly as our tongues wrestled for dominance. I won and shoved Kyle gently onto his back, crawling over him.
Our lips connected in a heated make-out and my hands were once again placed on his hips. His arms wrapped themselves around my neck as I started fiddling with the hem of his shirt. He unwrapped his arms from my neck and threw his shirt off, then moved to remove mine.
Once both our shirts were off, our lips immediately connected again and my hands went back to his hips, messing with the edge of his pants.
His moans became more intense, and his hand curled into my hair, as I began to suck on his neck. I undid the button of his pants and slid down the zipper. As I rubbed my hand against him he threw his head back against the couch with a moan. I moved as if to pull down his pants, and-
~~~(Interruption of Dream)~~~
I bolted into a sitting position as I felt something wet and extremely cold splash into my face. "Whoa! That's cold!" I shouted and looked around franticly.
My eyes landed on Kyle holding an empty cup sideways, still dripping water. I felt a playful anger submerge and jumped up to tackle him.
"Kyle!" I yelled.
"Wahh!" Kyle yelped as he dodged my lunge. He whirled around and dashed away from me. As I chased after him I heard giggling.
"You think it's funny!?" I playfully shouted as I picked up speed. As soon as I was near enough I grabbed him and we both tumbled to the floor. We were both laughing and gasping for breath.
We lay on the floor of his living room, him on his back and we hovering over him. My arms were on either side of his head. Somehow his legs were around thighs as I sat on my knees. I opened my eyes and my laughing quieted as his continued. His eyes were closed and his face was bright.
"Aww man, dude, did you have to splash water on me?" I whinned playfully, "I was having such a good dream."
"What were you dreaming about?" His eyes cracked open and he stared up at me.
I felt my heart thud in my chest as he looked at me. I had been dreaming about him... and me... being very... intimate...
I felt my face flush as I realized that I actually was enjoying that dream.
"This." I answered his question by leaning down and placing my lips against his. I felt him gasp against me and begin to squirm. I moved on hands to his hips and hoisted us into a sitting position. He stopped squirming as he was placed in my lap and moved his hands to my shoulders.
My eyes were closed, but I felt him begin to kiss me back.
'I think I'm in love with my super best friend' I thought to myself.
And oh how I loved it.

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