Kennedy smiled, but I could see the pain he was trying to hide. A sorrow or guilt or pity that he didn't want me to see. "I was always the outcast. Not a lot of people ever really liked me and I... I've struggled a lot..." there was a seriousness in his voice that I hadn't heard before. Something in the way he spoke had completely changed from lighthearted to serious and heavy. Perhaps it was the cold light from the tv that flickered from muted movie in the background but for a second a lonely wrath flared across his eyes. "You were the first one who didn't reject me as soon as I spoke to you..."
Reject. A word and a feeling I was far too familiar with. A feeling that I couldn't stand to remember. Kennedy, the boy who I once saw as this cowardly kid that lacked motivation was mirroring my own feelings. While it felt nice to relate to someone, it was terrifying to think that he knew how I felt, as if he could somehow use that against me.
"Even though you don't show it, I know that you're a nice person... you act like the tough guy but... that's just a defence mechanism, isn't it?"
All I did was scarcely nod. I thought of the time he woke me up in the nurses office and suggested we go eat. How nervous he'd been, fidgeting and stuttering. He'd changed a lot since then. But he was still the same innocent guy. We'd had kimchi burgers that day. A feeling of guilt pulled my stomach into an achy knot. Had Kennedy thought of that lunch as a date? That was the same day Jayden picked me up at the bus stop, the day it all began. That wasn't long before I yelled at Kennedy and he stopped talking to me for a while. That was when I felt so shitty and filled with guilt and anger that I went to Jayden's party and let my biggest fear come true.
I ran my hand over my stomach, just like I had so many times. It wasn't so scary after all. "Thank you for being my friend even when I was an asshole..." I mumbled.
"Thank you for tolerating me when I was a nervous wreck..!" He laughed.
When I looked up at him a familiar impulse came over me, the electric feeling in my stomach and the warmth spreading in my chest. I wanted to kiss him, even though he was a horrible kisser and even though I also didn't want to at the same time because I was stubborn. He was wide open though, worst goalkeeper ever and with a grin, I wrapped my arms around his neck and stood on my tiptoes to reach his face. My approach took him by surprise and his thin limbs awkwardly wrapped around me as I tugged him closer with a grin. A familiar spark sent goosebumps over my body as I pressed my lips against his. This time I wouldn't just give him a peck, I wanted to taste him, compare his flavour to Jayden's.
If I couldn't be a power bottom with Jayden's domination aura then I sure as hell would be a power bottom with Kennedy. He tasted sugary, a taste that reminded me of skittles. My mouth watered at the thought of the candy and Kennedy let a faint moan slip. I grinned. If Jayden could've seen me I'm sure he would've gotten excited.
"What's gotten into you?" Kennedy mumbled as he tried to hide the growing erection in his pants.
"Bottom energy, bitch..." I snickered as pushed him back on the couch and straddled him, tugging his pants off.
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"I found a house." Jayden said.
We were sitting at the kitchen table in mine and Brian's apartment when Jayden pulled out a piece of paper. It contained a picture of a modern two-story house with tall windows.
"Okay..?" I stuttered.
"It's close by and it has three bedrooms, a kitchen, one bathroom and a living room."
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Intersex (Mpreg) [COMPLETE]
RomanceAfter fighting with a friend, Micah decides to go to a frat party hosted by an older student and his friends. Trying to forget about the fight, Micah lets himself fall into the hands of Jayden Marston, a decision that would cost him more than he fir...