I Love You Keith

Happy Birthday James

James POV

The past few days had been the best this entire summer. Me, Keith and Adam had hung out, playing games and watching TV. I got to fall asleep next to my Kitten, while getting goodnight and morning kisses and cuddles. Adam made breakfast, then we sometimes went out on Keith's hover bike. He went by himself really early in the morning, but was almost always back by the time I got up.

Today, when I woke up, he wasn't there. I got out of bed and headed into the kitchen, where I found Adam. "Hey James. Sleep well?" I nodded silently, still rubbing the morning grit out of my eyes. Suddenly I felt a pair of arms wrap around me from behind and I smiled softly. "Hi Kitten." "Hey James. Happy birthday." He said, leaning up to peck me on the cheek. "Hmm?" I asked, still only half awake. "It's your birthday dummy. Aren't you happy?" "Oh! Right!" I had totally forgotten about my own birthday. "James, I didn't know it was your birthday! You should've said something." Adam said surprised. I shrugged. "To be honest, I forgot." "Well, then you're lucky you have me." Keith said, smiling. "Okay, you guys stay here, I'm going to go get a cake. Then we can go out for dinner." Adam said, standing and going to his room. "We can just stay here. I don't mind." I suggested. "Nonsense James. You're a part of the family, and we always celebrate birthdays. Now, chocolate or vanilla?" Adam asked, waving me off. "Yes." I said. He nodded. "Alright. Well, I might be gone for a while. Don't do anything wrong while I'm gone." And he was out the door. 

"We're gonna do something." Keith said, smirking. "But Kitten, I just woke up." I whined. "We're just gonna go for a ride." "No!" I groaned, falling on the couch. "You drive like a lunatic, and I'd like to see my 18th birthday." "It is your 18th birthday dumbass." Keith said, crossing his arms. "Oh, right. Still no. Not right now." "Well what do you want to do right now?" Keith asked. I put my arms up "Cuddles and TV. Maybe some kisses too." I said with a smile. Keith grabbed the remote and fell on me. "Your wish is my command."

We spent the rest of the morning like that, cuddling on the couch and bingeing the first season of DC Legends of Tomorrow. "I don't get it. This guy chases this chick throughout time and tries to kill her boyfriend? Why?" I asked. Keith shrugged from his spot in my lap. "Guess he's never heard of moving on." The door opened, and Adam walked in, bags and a box hand. "Hey boys! I got the cake! And some chips and soda.  Unfortunately,  I have to do a video meeting later, at 10."  "What kind of crackpot is working at 10 at night?" Keith asked, turning in my lap to look at him. Now he was straddling me. I heard Adam sigh and put the stuff down. "This one apparently. I trust you guys won't do anything crazy." I smiled. Maybe not then, but now, maybe. I kissed Keith's neck softly, peppering kisses all over his neck and collarbone. He started giggling and squirming in my lap. "Haha! James! What are you doing?  That tickles!" I smiled, placing a kiss on his cheek. "I want kisses." I muttered.

Keith took my face in his hands and pulled me into a kiss. "Like that?" He asked, smiling. "Mhmm." I muttered, already leaning in for another one. Keith happily obliged. Then, for the next few hours, we alternated between cuddles, kisses and TV. Adam kept making comments or weird noises whenever we kissed, but when he looked at us you could see joy in his eyes. He was happy that we were happy. Around 9, we did cake. Adam apologized for not having presents, but I shook my head. "No, its fine, really." I said. "Is it? I feel bad." Adams said. "I already have everything I wanted. I'm here with you guys. And I get to spend my birthday with my boyfriend." I said with a smile. Keith blushed a bit, smiling with his lips, but no teeth. Adam sighed and rose from the table. "As much as I hate it, I have work. Goodnight boys. Happy birthday James." He said, patting my hair as he left.

The second his bedroom door closed, Keith stood. "Come on." He said, heading towards the garage. "Where are we going?" I asked, following him. "It's a surprise." He said, smiling evilly. I sighed and took the helmet he offered to me. "Alright. Lets go." we got on the bike and Keith sped out into the dessert. Even after all this time, the view was breathtaking. The dessert looked so peaceful at night. Keith suddenly turned the bike, heading towards a small shape in the distance. As we got closer, I realized that it was a house of sorts. It was pretty small, like a shack, and seemed to be in pretty good shape. "What is this place?" I asked, climbing off the bike. "Neat, huh? I found it a couple weeks ago. It looks better on the inside than the outside. I fixed it up a bit." Keith said, pulling out a key. He opened the door, revealing the contents of the mysterious house. There was a couch, what looked like a bathroom, and a mini kitchen. It looked relatively clean for a place in the middle of the dessert, and the lone window had a fine layer of dust on it. "Keith, are you sure this is safe?" I asked. We had no idea who owned this place, or how old it was.  "Of course it is. I've been here plenty of times, and I've never had a problem. I, uh, figured that this could be our little place." Keith said, blushing a bit on the end. I smiled, a thought forming in my head. I turned my back to Keith and looked around again. "Hmm, a little house, in the middle of the dessert, no one else knows where it is, no adults or friends around." I picked up a little bottle off the counter.  "Lube. Keith, did you bring me here to seduce me?" I asked turning to look at him.

He was looking at the ground, a dark flush on his cheeks. "So what if I was?" He asked, looking at me. "What if I am? What would you do then?" He asked, stepping closer to me. "What if I told you I brought you here so that I could suck your dick to my hearts content? So that you could fuck me into the couch? So that you could plow my ass, over and over again, until we pass out. So that I could strip for you, so that we could kiss each other anywhere we wanted? So that I could ride you all night long?" Without knowing it, he had gotten me sitting on the couch, him straddling my hips like earlier. But gone was the innocence in his eyes, replaced by what could only be identified as lust. He started trailing kisses down my neck, grinding on me,  his hot breath causing my skin to prickle. "What would you do? What would you do then Griffin?" He muttered against my neck.

A primal instinct ran through me. I flipped us so that he was lying on his back on the couch, me hovering above him. "I'd say that I'm about to fuck you into the cushions Kitten." And leaned down to claim his lips. I let my hand roam, resting them on his waist, putting my fingers just inside the waistband of his pants. I bit his lip softly, causing him to gasp, and slipped my tounge into his mouth. I explored every part of it as Keith threaded his fingers through my hair, pulling me closer. Somehow our shirts came off, and I started trailing kisses down his neck and chest, leaving hickeys and bite marks everywhere. When I kissed a certain part of his neck, Keith's hips bucked, and I knew I had found his sweet spot. I started to abuse it, kissing and biting it over and over again. 

And lets just say, thing escalated from there. We ended up laying on the couch, breathing heavily. Keith had fallen onto me after riding me for a second time, and his bangs were matted to his forehead with sweat. "Fuck, Kitten, that felt so good." I muttered breathlessly. "Wanna go again?" He asked, breath hot against my neck. "Baby, I don't think I can. Can we just stay like this for a while?" Keith nodded into my neck. His breathing soon evened out, and he fell asleep. I looked at him and smiled. He looked so at peace, so happy. And so was I. Things were finally looking up.