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"That's your name though. Only I get to call you prince." He murmured, kissing him gently and letting his eyes close.
"That's your name though. Only I get to call you prince." He murmured, kissing him gently and letting his eyes close.
"What should I call you King?" he suggested.
"I'm not completely opposed." Payton shrugged lightly, looking down at him with a satisfied grin after pulling away from the kiss and opening his eyes.
“You so want me to call you King,” he laughed. “Well then my King was shall be your first command for your prince?”
“Actually I take it back, king makes me sound like an old guy. Pick something else.” He giggled softly, burying his face in Kyle’s neck.
“Hmmm, what should I call you then young king?” He chuckled, holding his waist.
“I don’t know! Aren’t you supposed to be good at nicknames?” He blushed a little, holding Kyle’s hand.
“See, my nickname for you would be sexy. I don’t think you want that,” he chuckled.
Payton laughed and kissed his cheek. “I don’t know how to feel about that..” He replied quietly.
“Well, you are indeed very sexy, so I know exactly how to feel about that…” he hummed and kissed Payton softly, moving his hips in a more comfortable position.
“So are you though..” Payton said, trailing off as Kyle kissed him. He noticed him shifting and lifted himself up a bit. “Want me to move?” He asked, afraid he was too heavy.
“No, I want you to move closer though…” he whispered. “I might call you that. Don’t blame me if you get embarrassed.”
Payton giggled and laid back down, wiggling around a bit on top of Kyle to tease him. “Just not at school, okay?” He kissed him sweetly, tangling his hand in his hair.
“Okay, but stop moving so much. If feels good when you do that…” he closed his eyes. He felt at ease.
“When I do what?” He grinned, running his fingers through his hair.
“You know what I’m talking about. Don’t get cocky now,” Kyle warned.
Payton giggled and flattened all of Kyle's hair over his eyes. "Tell me..tell me! I can't read minds, Kyle." He said, dragging out the 'y' in his name.
“Running your fingers through my hair feels good. There I said it, happy?” He pouted.
Payton dissolved into giggles, burying his face in Kyle's neck and ruffling his hair up. "Yes, I'm happy! Especially with you. "
“Yeah, Yeah, I get it,” he sighed. “It takes time to make this work you know. Don’t mess it up too much.”
"But it's cute no matter what." Payton replied, leaning back up to kiss him. "Can I do your hair sometimes? If I'm not allowed to do your makeup."
“Fine, but nothing crazy. No hair dying,” he pointed out. He slid his hands under Payton’s shirt. “How many kisses do I have left?”
“As many as you want, but I’m kinda tired.” He said softly, laying his head on Kyle’s chest and gazing up at him with a smile.
“Good night kiss,” he smirked against Payton’s lips when they touched. “Today has been fun. Good night, sexy.”
“Mm..do we have school tomorrow?” Payton asked sleepily, his head flopping down on Kyle’s chest after the kiss. “Can I just stay here?”
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