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Blood in the Water	By : AeoAthura Category: +1 through F > Ed, Edd, and Eddy Views: 10400 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Chapter Eight:
That night, Kevin got almost no sleep. His whole body, every inch of skin and bone, was alive with anticipation. He was aware of every heart beat, every breath and his mind spun around the thought that Edd had kissed him. His lip still hurt in a phantom way as he recalled the sharp bite that sent a shock through him.
He had kissed plenty of girls and he was pretty damn sure that never had it felt quite like that.
Though he tried to focus on homework, his mind was completely wrapped around the visage of a certain swimmer and the little pieces coming together with the help of his unknown pen-pal. He had been getting messages over the last two days, someone who had intimate knowledge of Edd in a way that made Kevin possessively jealous.
‘His parents are super tough on him, they don’t even treat him like a son. He kills himself trying to please them.’
‘He gets really excited over bugs, if you ever want to see him smile just take him to the bug exhibit at the zoo.’
‘He used to be scared of lightning.’
‘His favorite movie was ‘March of the Penguins’ because it was both educational and made him cry like a baby.’
Kevin let all of these come in, coaxing them out piece by piece. As much as he enjoyed learning about Edd, he was also learning about his pen pal. At first he had thought it was Marie, his number would be easily accessed if she was as good of friends with Nazz as was claimed.
That next morning he kept communications open.
‘How do you know so much about him? You some kind of stalker?’ Kevin asked. He had grown tired of the constant insults to his grammar and spelling and had been correcting himself more often than not.
‘If I was stalking him, why would I be giving you all the info?’
‘You tell me.’
‘I’m not a stalker.’
‘Then why won’t you tell me who you are?’
‘I’d prefer to stay under the radar in all of this.’
‘All of what?’
There was no response and Kevin found this irritating. He discovered that if he was not thinking about Edd he was wanting to ask about him, during math he even attempted to focus on the material only to be reminded of Edd’s voice talking about the baseball calculations. He groaned loud enough that attention was drawn to himself and he was called upon to answer a question he was not even aware had been asked.
After school he was happy to find that baseball practice had made his mind into static. He focused on the bat, the ball, his team. In fact, he found himself on top of his proverbial game, with more energy than usual and more patience for mistakes.
He strutted into the lockers feeling damn good about life. He joined in on the banter and roughhousing, and found that he seemed to be intentionally taking his time. He put off putting away his gear and changed slowly while talking to his team, and soon found the swim team filtering in.
“Dude, Edd’s a fucking demon.” He heard one of the players gripe, Kevin had never bothered listening in on their conversations, “Didn’t coach talk to him about being so rough?”
“Shut up Oliver, don’t complain. He’s a lot easier on us now than he has been. Besides, he pushes us hard and-”
“You both sound like fags,” barked a third.
One of them snorted, “Easy for you to say Hector, he doesn’t hassle you like he does us.”
“You guys gotta give back what he dishes out.” Hector explained, “I told you already, if Edd knows you can take care of yourself he lays off. Hell, I think he likes being pushed back sometimes.”
“You wouldn’t think someone that skinny could do so much damage though. It’s no wonder he got kicked from the water polo team.”
“They don’t call him the Shark for nothing you know.”
“Yes and if you’re not careful,” Edd’s voice was smooth as silk and commanded the room’s attention even though Kevin could not see any of them, there was a yelp from one of his players, “You’ll be nothing but chum in the water. So I suggest you buck up.”
The locker room went quiet, Kevin listened to the rattle of a locker opening and closing before he watched Edd make his way over to his little shower stall.
What remained of the swim team fled while their captain was indisposed, leaving them alone in the locker room. Kevin felt that urge to push his luck and followed through as he kicked off his shoes and padded over to the stall. The hiss of the water was not unfamiliar.
Several things happened at once. “So Edd,” Kevin had said as he folded his arms and leaned against the door. It rattled in a tempermental fashion before the lock slipped and the door fell open and Kevin flopped into the small space with an undignified squawk.
He chanced a look up at a very naked Eddward who was recovering from his surprise. Slowly his face melted into one of bemused annoyance as his hand came out and swung the door closed with a bang. He was surprised to see no anger. “Yes, Kevin?” His voice was just barely audible over the water.
Slowly Kevin pulled himself up, his clothes now soaked through and his hair sticking to his face. He cleared his throat, “So uh, what’s up?” He tried with an awkward smile.
He was hardly surprised by Edd’s speed anymore. His back hit the wall before he registered the man moving at all and felt a chest press up against his while the swimmer’s face leaned in intimately close, “Wondering why my shower has been invaded. How about you?” His voice was dangerously calm, practically a purr against Kevin’s ear.
A thought popped into his head as he remembered what he overheard Hector saying. He recalled the morning he had stormed into Edd’s house… Suddenly the red head adjusted his footing and pushed back, shoving the swimmer against the opposite wall. Edd’s hands gripped Kevin’s shoulders tight for support and the two paused to size each other up.
Kevin leaned in, watching Edd’s eyes. The swimmer pulled his head back and bared his teeth in a weak snarl, which amused Kevin greatly. He leaned down and pressed his lips to the man’s collar bone in a feather light kiss before he bit down. The reaction was, in Kevin’s mind, fascinating.
Edd’s back arched off the gray tile and his breath hitched slightly, but his eyes were still on Kevin, wary. Kevin’s tongue tasted the flesh just before another bite, lips traveling up to the junction where neck met shoulder. The swimmer tensed up, pushed lightly at the other’s shoulder just before Kevin bit down with a fair bit of force.
Edd’s hands squeezed Kevin’s shoulders hard, blunt nails digging into freckled flesh as the swimmer’s head fell back and he let out a strangled sound. It was a rather surprising reaction to something so simple, but it turned the red head on and he bit down again.
“N-No marks,” Edd snapped, trying to keep his voice even between hurried breaths of air.
“No chance.” Came the response, he latched his lips to the flesh and tasted water, chlorine and salt. He suckled on the skin, licked at it and felt a shudder through Edd’s body.
Suddenly Edd turned his head and shifted, his teeth clamped around the top of Kevin’s ear and pulled, drawing a pained cry from the red head. Edd did not release until Kevin did and he heard the dangerous growl, “I said no marks.”
Kevin could have cared less. He leaned up and claimed the swimmer’s soft lips in a rough kiss. His hands finally grew courage enough to explore, pressing against cool, wet skin and tracing up and down the other’s sides. He figured out that Edd enjoyed being manipulated by Kevin’s hands and body, showing any distaste with a swift and sharp bite to the other’s lower lip. True to his persona, the swimmer was fond of biting which only amused Kevin more.
One hand slid around and down, grabbing the back of Edd’s thigh before pulling it up. The swimmer’s eyes opened and watched Kevin warily as he hooked his leg around the other’s thigh and leaned in to accept another kiss. With one hand still holding Edd’s thigh his free hand came around and splayed across the other’s stomach, sliding lower slowly. Kevin received a warning bite on his lip and he grinned, “Go ahead,” Kevin challenged before wrapping his fingers around the man’s length.
Edd’s eyes screwed shut and his mouth fell open in a soundless gasp. The swimmer’s reaction was surprisingly raw, Kevin saw more emotion on the man’s face in a matter of seconds than he had ever seen before, each one more arousing than the last. He leaned in, nibbled at Edd’s earlobe and drew a little groan, “You don’t touch yourself often do you?”
There was a pause as the swimmer tried to regain himself, faltering as Kevin’s hand began to stroke with little kneading motions, “Very s…seldom.” Came the response.
Kevin chuckled, “No wonder you’re such an ass all the time.” He flicked the pad of his thumb over the tip and pulled his head back to watch Edd’s eyes struggle to focus. He only briefly questioned himself, the fact that he was so relaxed with touching another man so intimately, and yet he could not bring himself to feel confused, only proud that he alone was capable of making this man crumble.
Another kiss was shared, Edd tried to battle him for dominance but it was a futile attempt when Kevin had the upper hand. Slowly the hands on his shoulders slid around to grip more comfortably, his head falling back against the tile. There was no growing tired of watching the expressions on his face, the struggle to keep himself composed instead of giving in. He was stubborn in every right.
“What do you want?” Kevin leaned in and breathed the words against the swimmer’s jaw, nipping the flesh and tasting the chlorine. The leg around his waist tightened and pulled him closer in response, but no words came. Kevin slowed his hand and watched those dark brows furrow in aggravation, “Just tell me…”
Kevin held him there at the edge of release for a few moments, watching as the walls slowly wore down. Edd was holding himself back so much and Kevin had to wonder why. “Eddward,” he murmured.
“N…No… Why are you doing this, just get it over with.” Edd’s voice was soft but sharp, a forced annoyance attempting to mask an vulnerable layer of need.
That was when Kevin understood.
Kevin kissed Edd greedily, shoving him harder against the tile wall as his hand pumped faster and squeezed a little tighter. He devoured the swimmer’s muffled cry of relief and felt that lithe body convulse in pleasure as warmth pooled over his hand.
They held each other’s gaze as the kiss was broken and they mingled in aftershock, Edd’s eyes were unmasked for a long moment and Kevin saw pain and distrust. Kevin had never wanted anything so badly as he wanted to take that look away, to let Edd know that it would be alright to be vulnerable at least around him.
He stole another kiss and hardly flinched when his lip was bitten and the swimmer rolled his hips, “Your turn,” the voice was controlled and even.
Kevin smirked and shook his head, “Not here,” he murmured, “Later, tonight. You said you’d tutor me right?” His smirk morphed into a grin.
Edd looked as if he were about to argue. Kevin leaned in and bit his neck hard enough to silence his words before they formed. “I won’t do anything you’re not comfortable with.” He promised.
“Do not mistake me for some virgin who should be coddled,” Edd shot, having had time to regather the pieces of his mask, he straightened now with both feet on the floor. “Now get out and let me shower in peace you filthy animal.”
Kevin found himself being shoved out of the little stall before he was even aware of what had happened. He examined himself, found his clothes completely soaked and now that the sexual tension was lessened he realized how badly he was trembling from the cold of the water. At least that was doing well to take care of the otherwise uncomfortable situation in his pants.
He sighed and went to his locker, pulling off his clothes to put on the spares he always kept ready just in case. He grabbed his phone from his bag, opened a new text, ‘Tell me everything you know.’
#
To say Kevin was nervous would have been an understatement. He had hoped that his earlier encounter with the swimmer would have eased his nerves yet after seeing such incredible reactions to even simple stimulations and knowing how guarded the other was, he felt more on-edge at that moment than he had before. His pen pal had been entirely silent as well, providing not a bit of insight since his last message.
Kevin sighed and straightened his jacket, then turned, “Alright, how do I look?”
Molly sat in the middle of the floor in a nest of Kevin’s dirty clothes, watching him with her head cocked. She let out a little whine and leaned down to nudge her ball out of the pile of clothes.
“You’re right, it’s gonna be pretty hot in there, no need for extra clothes.” He grinned and shrugged the jacket off to reexamine himself in his door mirror. “Well…now the hat just doesn’t look right. The hat’s a staple though!” He looked back to Molly, sighed and pulled off the hat, then the shirt.
Molly let out a bark.
“Well I can’t just walk over there half naked…” He chuckled, then paused and thought about Eddward’s reaction if he opened the door and found the sexy baseball star waiting for him with his muscles flexed. Even in his own fantasy that got the door slammed in his face…
He rummaged around in his closet, dug out an old blue shirt of his that was a size too small and clung to his body. “How about this?” he asked as the door to his room swung open.
Frederick Barr quirked an auburn brow as he leaned against the door frame and examined the chaos that was his son and the room. He was impressively tall and shockingly skinny for a man who worked in the candy industry. He had a big nose and expressive green eyes and fiery red hair that stuck out every which way. “The Barr men have never pulled off blue well, son.” He said casually.
Kevin felt himself smirking, “Yeah but, it matches her eyes.” He internally winced at that, wondering when he had turned to such an extreme level of gay.
“It won’t match her eyes if they start bleeding.”
“Ouch! Alright, I’ll change.” He ducked back into his closet and rummaged around some more, “What’re you doin’ home anyway?”
“My department has tomorrow off.” He said, then asked, “So, what’s this girl like? My boy doesn’t usually get nervous when going on a date. Even if it is a school night. Do you have tests tomorrow? Don’t you have a game?”
“It’s a ‘study date’ dad,” Kevin walked out of his closet using air quotes, having found a fresh green shirt, “Likely with actual studying.” He fixed the shirt in the mirror, “As for her?” he felt himself smirking, he could hardly help himself, “She’s aggressive, athletic, way too smart for her own good and I mean that…independent, outgoing…” He found so many more adjectives that he just did not say.
Frederick quirked a brow once more, “You’re not going after Sarah are you? Kevin, she’s a sophomore.”
“WHOA! No no! I don’t want to be related to Ed in any way shape or form.”
“Is she a cheerleader?”
“No…”
“Drama club?”
“Should be, but no.”
“Musician?”
“No.”
“Escaped convict?”
“Oh come on that was one time!”
“Wait what?”
“Julie?”
“Oh…” Frederick nodded, “Right, forgot about her.”
“I’m gonna be late. Make sure to let Molly out for me dad.” He nodded and grabbed his hat and bag and started for the door, “Don’t wait up for me.” He said with his usual over confident bravado.
He was not actually late, but he was nervous that more questions would lead to the truth… He was only barely accepting of the reality that he was lusting over another man. This made him pause - lusting was perhaps a bad term. He had felt lust before, that carnal need to be with someone sexually. He had never paid attention as he did with Edd.
His phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled out his phone and opened the message from his pen pal that read, ‘Vous êtes ma lumière, mes étoiles et la paix qui me garde sur mon chemin.’ Another one came through swiftly, ‘Tell him that if you really want to impress him.’
Kevin frowned, ‘What does that mean?’
‘How the fuck should I know!? Well, I do…’
‘Because for all I know you’re having me tell him his breath stinks.’
‘Wow Kevin, you are such a romantic.’
He approached Edd’s door and shoved the phone in his pocket. His heart was pounding already when he realized that he stood at the edge of a decision. If he did this, if he walked in there, his intentions were fully set on… What? ‘Having sex’ sounded too cold, and ‘making love’ was just something he could never bring himself to say.
He wanted Edd, that was all there was to it…
There was no decision when his heart and body had already stated it as truth. He liked Edd. A lot. A whole heck of-
“You are aware that I am not a mind reader, right?”
The door had opened and Eddward stood before him, arms folded and lips curled in a small frown, though his eyes were smiling dangerously. Kevin straightened up, “Should work on that.” He said, then stepped forward and invited himself inside.
Eddward rolled his eyes and closed the door. The world suddenly went silent, cut off from everything else so that all that existed was the house that they stood in. Edd was watching him curiously, studying Kevin with a slow, smoldering gaze that made Kevin hyper-aware of his own existence.
“Do you have tests tomorrow?” Edd asked and finally brushed past Kevin, slipping into the living room where a lamp was turned on beside the couch. Edd sat down and picked up a book he had obviously been reading, and there was a bowl of grapes sitting half eaten as well.
Kevin rubbed the back of his neck, realizing that he had never been so nervous before. “Yeah, I got English and Science…” He sidled into the room and shrugged off his bag, noting that Edd was watching him without really looking up from his book.
“English should be simple enough.” He stated calmly, “Turn on the light and bring your textbooks over here. Show me your work.” He gestured the jock over without looking up.
Kevin did as was asked, settling beside Edd with his book in hand.
“I’m not too bad at English.” He tried to lie.
“Mmmmhm.” Came the condescending sound.
“Hey!”
“Do you believe that lying to me about your penchant, or lackthereof, for English is going to make me want to sleep with you more?” He smirked at Kevin’s deep blush, then leaned in closer, “Study first, seduce me with that brain of yours.”
Kevin felt himself blushing, looked down and opened up his book. He took up a pencil and began scribbling, “So, what’re you reading?” He tried to glance over at Edd’s book only for the swimmer to shift it slightly to hide the page.
“Oh come on, what’s a nerd like you reading?” He tried to reach over and turn it but the book snapped shut.
“Kama-Sutra.”
Kevin’s eyes went wide, his jaw fell open before he shook his head, “Bull shit,” he snatched the book away, opened it and stared, wide-eyed, at the visuals of various sexual positions staring him in the face. The book was snatched away and Kevin swallowed hard. Suddenly studying became even less desirable.
“Study first.” He stated, shifting some to go back to his reading, popping another grape into his mouth.
Kevin stared at his page for a moment as he attempted to read the material. A thought came to mind and as he pondered about how to approach it, he decided to just say, “So, you’re really going to just be this…casual about it? I mean…”
Blue eyes turned up to meet his own, holding his gaze firmly, “I told you Kevin, I am not some trembling virgin to be coddled.”
The realization hit harder than Kevin expected and he frowned, “Wait…so, you’ve done this before?”
Edd heaved a sigh and closed his book, leaning his cheek on his fist, “Does this surprise you? Am I so detestable that no man would ever want me?”
“W-wait! Man? I was thinking you did something with…y’know, Marie…”
“I am not interested in women. Perhaps once upon a time I had something akin to desire for Nazz, but she was always your territory for which I was never to encroach. Which raises the question, I had reason to believe you and Nazz were quite intimate.”
Kevin reached up to rub the back of his neck. “Well yeah. I mean, once upon a time we tried. I don’t care what anyone says, I love her. I do, I love her. But, it’s not a sexual kind of love. Like you said, maybe once upon a time but she’s my best friend, my confidant and just someone I can completely be myself around. But the thought of kissing her, taking her to bed. I tried it once and it just felt wrong, like I was taking advantage of my sister.”
Edd smirked, always with the smirking. “That is actually not uncommon with childhood friends. Your connection has become one of a familial bond over a carnal one.”
“So what about you then?” Kevin asked, setting the book aside. There would be no studying to be had anymore. He leaned back.
The swimmer took a moment to gather his thoughts, “His name was Lucas, I called him Luca. He and I were good online friends after my incident. He was there when I needed someone. He helped me recenter myself, and we began to explore sexual desires. He lived only a few hours away and one weekend I invited him to stay over. I was relieved to find that Luca was indeed a kind soul, a nice young man. However I failed to see what all of the hype for sexual relations is about. It was uncomfortable at first, though pleasant enough by the end.”
Kevin just stared, mouth agape. He suddenly shook his head, “So if you didn’t like it…why…?”
“I never said I did not like it. I just fail to see why so many people let it control their central thought processes.”
Kevin paused, took a breath, “Did it feel good…I mean, earlier?”
Edd held his gaze, studying him for a long, silent moment. Kevin felt himself growing nervous once more as he wondered what it was the other was dissecting. “Yes…” came the reply at last.
“That was a long pause for a yes.” The red head said.
“I am still finding it hard to believe that you would find interest in another man. I am waiting for the ulterior motive to reveal itself.”
This caused a flare of anger in Kevin, he straightened up and frowned, “Why are you so paranoid? What if I actually just like you. I don’t get it myself! You’re arrogant, aggressive, over dramatic, anti-social…but, fuck! When I kiss you, I feel like a real man, when I heard you purring when I ran my hands through your hair that was the sexiest thing in the world. Lately I’ve been seeing and learning more about you and it just keeps drawing me in and I don’t get it.”
Edd’s smirk returned. He set the book on the arm of the chair and leaned forward. His lips brushed against the corner of Kevin’s, he chuckled softly to himself then breathed against the man’s ear and made a wild shudder run down his spine, “I like it when you kiss me,” he whispered, “But if you hurt me, I’ll snap your neck like a twig.”
Kevin cleared his throat, but it was useless. His hands went to either side of Edd’s chest, held him gently at first, then took hold of his shirt firmly. “Edd,” Kevin began, not sure where he was intending to go. He swiftly turned his head and sealed a kiss over the swimmer’s mouth, sighing into the taste of Listerine and the scent of chlorine.
There was a clattering, the sound of Kevin’s books being pushed off of the couch as they shifted back. His back hit the cushions and soon the swimmer was straddling his hips, gripping either side with his knees as his hands settled on either side of Kevin’s head. Their kiss turned rough within seconds, with teeth clashing and tongues twining.
Kevin let out a yelp and bucked his hips up when he felt Edd’s hips press down against his own, his hands flew to the man’s waist, holding on firmly. He met each grind, tried to keep up with the demanding lip-lock but soon came to realize that Edd was showing him who was in charge and that thought had Kevin crumbling to his proverbial knees in lust.
Hands were on his chest, bunching up the shirt and pushing the material up until stomach and chest were exposed, then pulled up and off which knocked his hat aside. Kevin smirked, his hands slid up and pushed at Edd’s hat, sliding through that soft black hair.
Edd purred. He fucking purred and Kevin groaned in response, his fingers twisting and gripping the hair at the roots, pulling at the scalp which spurred the swimmer on. Kevin was being devoured, the friction on his pants, against his groin was agonizing. He gasped and bucked harder before he felt a tremble run through his body and the crash of his climax hit him with shocking speed and force.
He was panting and opened one eye to look up at Edd who had stopped momentarily. He was looking back down at Kevin with a blank expression before he erupted into a fit of laughter and the red-head’s face turned a deep shade of vermilion. No, it was not the faint red of the slightly abashed or the tomato shade of the embarrassed but vermilion, the shade of complete humiliation.
What was worse was that Edd was laughing at him now.
He tried to push the swimmer away so that he could flee, but he was swiftly pinned down with Edd’s face close to his own. The other was smirking at him, playful, and yet his eyes showed true amusement. “You know how to make someone feel good, know that?” He asked. Kevin noticed that those barriers were down completely now, that he was seeing an unguarded version of the swimmer.
“That’s…that’s never happened to me before.” He said, still feeling the weight of shame on his chest.
Edd laughed again, but his lips were still smirking as always, “If it took such little effort on my part then perhaps I can believe your declaration for attraction.”
Kevin smiled some, averting his eyes briefly before they returned to Edd’s face. He reached up, cupped the swimmer’s cheek in his hand and ran his thumb over the man’s lips, “How come you never smile?” he asked and saw a look of surprise cross those unguarded features, he noted how much younger Edd looked, how he looked kind as he had when he was a kid, “I mean…you’re always smirking or grinning.”
Edd sighed and Kevin could tell he had hit some form of painful memory. “While I have all but recovered from the physical ailments of my incident long ago, there was a considerable amount of nerve damage on the right side of my face. Most of it corrected itself over time, however…” He closed his eyes and the left side of his lips tipped up in a smirk, the right barely twitched. It grew wider, but the right side remained relatively unmoved. He was attempting a smile.
Kevin leaned up and brushed their lips together, then deepened the kiss to a playful teasing. “And all this time I thought you were just being an ass. I had no idea.”
Edd shrugged some, “It’s alright.” There was a pause, then he added, “Now, would you mind cleaning up before you stain my couch?”
That deep blush returned and Kevin pushed the swimmer off of him to stand at last. He found the bathroom and went about cleaning himself off as best as possible. He could hardly believe he had popped so ridiculously easily, over a bit of kissing and dry humping. It was damn shameful! But it had also done a lot to lighten the mood between them, it had shown Edd a level of humility that seemed to break down the final barriers and get him to accept Kevin’s advances.
He came walking back out into the living room to find that Edd had spread his textbook and notebook out on the coffee table and was scribbling something down in a notebook. There was a pair of glasses perched on his nose that Kevin had never seen before, “I didn’t know you wore glasses…”
Edd looked up and Kevin felt another blush. He was falling for the swimmer way to hard for his liking, as he found the hatless Edd in reading glasses to be a rather endearing sight. He took the space beside the swimmer and sat so that their knees and shoulders were touching.
“I don’t need them,” the other responded simply, pushing the glasses up the bridge of his nose, “But they make it easier on my eyes. I use them when I study new material, usually.”
“Is this new to you?” he asked, looking down at the paper.
Edd shook his head, “Of course not, however you are taking creative writing which has never been a necessarily strong subject for me. I took technical writing, as it is more the science behind English and the proper structure, where creative writing allows for a more loose structure and forgiving guidelines.”
Over the next hour the two poured over Kevin’s work. They were relaxed and casual, and Kevin was surprised that even without the sexual influence he still enjoyed the swimmer’s company. Finally Edd yawned for the third time and Kevin took the hint and nodded, “I think I’ll do fine tomorrow, thanks for the help.” He began to gather up his books and papers.
“You really are intelligent if you just put the effort in, Kevin.” Edd said as he pulled the glasses off.
Kevin blinked, “Did you just compliment me?”
“Hardly.”
He grinned, then leaned in and claimed a kiss because he knew he could, then twitched and gasped when those sharp teeth bit down on his lower lip. His hand flew down and gripped Edd’s thigh, squeezed firmly and deepened the kiss for a moment. When they broke he was grinning like a fool, “Come to my game tomorrow.” He murmured.
Edd raised a brow, “I have a meet.”
Kevin frowned, then pouted, “If you get out early. Those things usually end pretty early don’t they?”
There was a long pause as the man considered this, then sighed, “We shall see.” He said.
“So that’s a yes?”
“A maybe at best.”
“I’m taking it as a yes.”
“You are a hopeless fool.”
“I’ll be insulted if you don’t show - a promise is a promise!”
“You are incorrigible.” Edd settled with a sigh, but he was smiling. Kevin saw it. Edd was smiling…
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