Timeless • A Kyle Kuzma Fanfiction

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kyle

The door resounds a faint click as I shut it using the slowest pace known to man. I take light steps into the dining room to drop off my bag and slip off my shoes on the carpeted floor before walking back out and tip-toeing through the hallway. I look into Blake's present filled room first to see her peacefully sleeping on a new bed, holding her substitute teddy close to her chest.

I smile at the image and quietly shut the door back. I carefully pull open Astin's room doors and my heartbeat picks up the moment I see her lying on the bed. The cheesy grin that adorns my face is there unconsciously and I can't make it go away no matter how hard I try.

Fuck, I love her.

I move over, past the bed and into our closet, to grab some clothes before making my way into the bathroom. I feel around in the dark for the light and hiss when the exhaust fan comes on instead. I turn it off, bracing myself as I hear her covers rustling.

"Kyle?" She calls out, her voice heavy with sleep.

I close my eyes and sigh. So much for being quiet.

"Yeah, it's me As."

There's more rustling and then she appears in front of me, her arms around my waist.

"Blake missed you."

"She's the only one?"

"I missed you."

I wrap my arms around her and put my cheek on her head.

"I know, baby. She wasn't too mad about me missing her party, was she?"

I feel her shake her and I sigh again.

"Go back to bed, I'll be there in a minute, okay?"

She raises her head and grabs my hand to lead me back into the room with her.

"As-"

"You can shower in the morning. Come to bed with me. Please?" She whines.

I look at her a moment before huffing and turning off the light. I peel my shirt from over my head and change my pants before climbing into bed with her.

She turns towards me and rubs the side of my face. "Kyle?"

I hum and she moves closer, her chest beginning to press against mine.

"I love you."

My eyes shoot open while she smiles smugly.

"What?"

"I said-"

"No, I know what you said. Say it again."

She giggles, "I love you."

"Again."

"Kyle Alexander Kuzma, I, Astin Parker, love you."

I pull her on my lap and lean against our headboard. "Say it again."

"Why d-"

"Just say it." I urge, holding her hips.

"I love you, Kyle." Her mouth forms an O as she feels me move beneath her.

She moves her hips, causing a groan to come from my throat.

"Blake's sleeping." She whispers in warning.

"I want you say it again."

"I love you."

I close my eyes and lean my head back. Words can't describe how it feels to hear her say it from her lips. I had been waiting patiently for her to tell me she loved me, for the feelings I felt to be reciprocated in a way I only wanted from Astin.

I hear her light giggles as she slowly grinds against me. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

I hum and flip us over so I'm on top. I hear her gasp in my ear as I start working on her neck, glad to see the hickey I gave her still there from before I left.

"Kyle, ky- fuck, okay." I smile as she squirms.

"Can I take this off?" I ask, slightly tugging at my shirt she's wearing.

"Please," she breathes, her head rolling back.

I pull the shirt up from over her head and feel my pants get the slightest bit tighter. Even in the darkness I could see how perfect she really was.

I'm screwed.

I got down from her neck to the valley in between her breast as she whimpers and pulls on the little bit of hair that had grew back.

I look at her for a second before taking one of her breast into my mouth, fondling the other.

"W-we aren't g-going t-"

"I know, baby." I murmur, trailing down her stomach until I get to her core.

"Do you want me to?" I ask quietly.

She whimpers in response and I smirk. "That isn't a yes, As."

She groans and arches her back. "Kyle,"

"It's a three letter word." I tease, leaving Eskimo kisses on her inner thighs.

"Yes, Kuzma." She nearly whispers, too breathless to do much of anything.

I glance up at her and search her eyes one more time before pulling down her underwear and kissing her lips. Her hands wounds themselves into my hair as she pulls, the tiny stings somewhat of a turn on. I lapse my tongue over here folds as she moans and arches her back in pleasure. My name continuously falling from her lips in a haphazard, jumbled mess.

"Ky..I'm g-going t-" She doesn't finish her sentence as her love flows from lips and onto mine. Her face contorts as she squirms and then slumps, exhaustion taking over.

I clean her up and then slide her on a new t-shirt. I put an arm around her waist pull her closer to me as she snuggles into my chest.

"Good night, Kyle." She mumbles, laying her head on my chest.

I kiss her head and reply, "Happy birthday, Astin."