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I woke up in the middle of the night because there was shuffling in our tent. Thinking that it was stray animal out to eat us, I sprang up into a sitting position.

There was nothing at the tent entrance but a figure was on Sav's sleeping bag shuffling for a better position. The figure was too gaunt-like and muscular to be Sav. Before I let out scream, the figure lunged for me, it's hand slamming my mouth shut so hard, I ended up croaking out a muffled squeak.

"Shh...it's just me." Kyle's voice whispered against the silence.

Because of the dark, I could hardly make him out, but the glowing moon reflected enough light for me to finally see his face.

When he saw that I was calm, he removed his hand from my mouth.

"What are you doing here?" I hissed at him, still not quite gotten over my fright. "And where is Sav?" I asked, just then realising that Sav was no where to be found.

"She's in our tent." He replied vaguely, as if he didn't want to broach the subject about her.

"What is she doing there?" I frowned.

He cocked his head to one side, his look saying, what do you think?

"Oh!" I slammed my hand in my mouth. "Oh my gosh!" My eyes bulged when I figured it out.

"So, she's cheating on Ryland?"

"Pretty much."

"I guess, I saw it coming." I was still frowning.

He went back to her sleeping bag and tried getting inside.

"You know I thought you were an animal." I cringed.

His chuckle was muffled, but then it turned to a groan when he couldn't get inside the sleeping bag.

"I can't sleep in this." He complained.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked sarcastically. I was already snuggled inside mine.

He remained silent. I took that he was trying to sleep, so I closed my eyes.

It was moments when he started shuffling again. "Ugh."

"Why didn't you bring your own sleeping bag?" I asked, vehemently. His shuffling was getting on my nerves.

"It didn't cross my mind at that time when I was hearing what I shouldn't be hearing." He groaned and shifted again.

"Oh my god, Kyle, just stop!" I sat up.

"Have you seen the size of me, I can't fit in this thing!"

I mumbled incoherent words at him. I turned away to sleep again.

It was moments later when he took me by surprise as he unzipped my sleeping bag and shifted himself next to me.

Alarmed, I jolted up. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like?" He reached for Sav's pillow and began snuggling in the bag. "It's a double, is big enough for both of us."

I just stared at him with my frown. Externally I was trying to hide how feeling him close resulted in my heart beating erratically. I was panicking.

"Relax," he mumbled as he closed his eyes.

I watched him for a moment before tentatively turning my back to his front. No matter how I tried to space myself from him, I could still feel him everywhere. I cursed at the fact that I wore only my big t-shirt with nothing else but panties. He wasn't touching me but my body was heating up as if he had.

"Cold." He mumbled as he shifted closer towards me and snaking a hand over my waist, he pulled me closer towards his body.

Was he really cold? I doubted he was. I couldnt close my eyes from then on, not when I was this close to him.

"Oh my god!" I sprang up suddenly when he shifted closer and felt more than the fabric of his shorts brushing against my butt.

"What?" He startled alert and sat up too.

"Do you mind?" I frowned, pointing down at his shorts.

"What? Oh...that." He shrugged as he lay on his back, one arm behind his head.

"Yes, that."

"Just sleep, it'll go away in sec." He dragged me down.

I reluctantly lay down again and turned away from him. But I didn't sleep when he spooned me again.

"Kyle it's still there."

He pretended not to hear me as he snuggled against me, burying his face in my neck and inhaling deeply.

Damn. It was the feel of his lips brushing upon my neck that unwound me. It was as if the sleeping bag was heating up more and more by each passing minute.

He draped a leg between my legs, stilling me. "Just sleep." He murmured.

I closed my eyes and tried. That's when he began humming a tune beneath his breath. Not just any tune. It was Lady Gaga's bad romance. The same song from earlier.

"Oh c'mon!" I groaned.

"...you and me could write a bad romance..." He sang in a husky whisper.

"Kyle, shut up."

He ignored me. "Do you think anyone else is having sex right now besides Ned and Sav?" He asked absentminded as if we were discussing the weather.

"Really?"

"What? I'm horny."

"Oh god! Seriously?"

He didn't reply me. Instead he kept silent and just snuggled against me even more. His hold was becoming constricting.

"Kyle, I can still feel your díck sticking against my butt."

"It's not my fault."

I snorted. "You're the one that controls it."

"It has a mind of its own."

"Oh my god, just think of something to tick it off." I said.

"Can't. It's your ass. I told you I always wanted to fúck it."

"Oh my god!"

"Ignore it."

"How can I when its growing every time you press yourself behind me." I asked, agitated.

"Ssh."

I huffed.

It was silent again. I was alert at how my body was responding every time I felt his díck, pressing there.

Within moments that silence was shattered when Kyle once again hummed the lady Gaga song.

I reached my limit. I had had enough. I turned around to face him.

One of his eyebrow shot up. "What—" I didn't let him finish his sentence as I simply launched my hand against his mouth. The moonlight reflected upon his iris and I saw a brief flash of green before I gasped.

I don't know for how long we just stared at each other, saying nothing while my hand was still pressed on his mouth but with each passing minute the atmosphere shifted into a more dangerous but familiar territory.

"Keya—" He muffled my name against my hands but whatever sentence he was going to say was cut off by my sudden movement. Driven by the sudden heat between us, I simply launched my lips against his. At first he was surprised but when I softly nipped his lower lip. He responded.

In a soft muffled groan he began kissing me, taking no for an answer as he darted his tongue inside my mouth.

I let him take control when he shifted on top of me, his hand rushing as he reached under the hem of my t-shirt until his fingers contacted with the bare skin of my waist. That's when the fire began to sizzle all over of my body; his touch a spark that ignited it.

We were both breathless from the kiss when he stopped. We weren't thinking any thoughts but how much we needed to touch and feel when his lips contacted with the base of my shoulder.

My hands were fervent and rushing as they snaked down the length of his body, grabbing the hem of his t-shirt and pulling up.

He didn't budge when I tugged. No, Kyle was too busy ravaging the skin of my neck to care that I wanted to take his shirt off.

Wanting more, he freed me from my t-shirt, at the same time sitting up to take his shirt off too. We were skin against skin when he leaned down again, capturing me in a kiss.

I muffled a moan when I felt his finger tweaking at my nipples, the action sending my heart spiralling out of control and heat running all the way down there.

"Ky!" I moaned as his hands reached down to discard my panties, his face following his hands.

I wanted him too much at the moment and foreplay wasn't going to give that satisfaction. My hands slid on the hair on top of his head and yanked. He groaned at that.

He leaned his weight on his elbows as he buried his face at the base of my neck and gave me open-mouthed kisses until he reached the swirls of my breast.

My legs and arms were tangled around him. I tried using the heel of my feet to get rid of his shorts. He wasn't cooperating with me, too busy nipping and sucking my títs.

"Kyle!" I groaned a protest which turned to a moan when I felt his teeth grazing against my nipple. "Fúck!"

He let out a muffled chuckle as he kicked off his shorts. My hand instantly grabbed his c0ck, making him freeze.

I squeezed him tightly and began stroking him. For a while he rocked against my hand. The glow of the moonlight helped me see how tortured his face looked. It was after a moment of stroking him that he couldn't take anymore as he roughly peeled my hand away.

"Condom." He grunted as he reached up somewhere and produced a foil packet.

"You knew this was going to happen, didn't you?" My voice was accusing but my tone was too husky to sound menacing.

I watched him roll the latex on his impressive length before leaning down to kiss me again.

"A guy can only hope." He said between my lips.

I closed my eyes and draped my hands around his neck. Too soon his lips left mine for my neck. Below, he entangled himself between my legs and just like that, he thrust hard into my entrance.

I cried out in a squeak, because even though I wasn't a virgin anymore, I still wasn't accustomed to the feel of him hard inside me.

Kyle grunted below his throat as he pulled my hands upwards and pinned them down just above my head so that he was hovering on top of me. His thrusts were slow and deep, testing the waters. However, it wasn't long before we both lost control.

It was the thought of how he was inside me, doing all of that to me, that made me beg him to go harder and faster.

He did. Fast and steady, hard and deep. I met his thrusts and withdraws with my own feral need for release. I felt more of him and not just inside there. He was everywhere, touching me everywhere, kissing me everywhere. Inside my heart was pounding with his rhythm, my brain memorising every touch, every kiss and every move he made.

My hands abused his back, my nails dug onto the skin and my mouth lapped every inch of skin it came in contact with.

We were panting, we were sweating, we were boiling together and it was the best feeling I had ever felt. Even though he was just fúcking me, I felt his love through his caresses, through his kisses and through his deep thrusts.

It was that mere thought of Kyle loving me like this that sent me over the edge. I teared apart in his arms, screaming nothing but his name. It was my orgasm that beckoned his, his fingers roughly pinched against my hips as he poured himself inside me.

We were both breathless and sweaty and I wanted nothing more than to be in his arms. He shifted us in the sleeping bag so that I was lying with my head pressed on the crook of his neck and with one of my arm snaked around him.

I wanted to say something, any passing comment, but I knew if I opened my mouth, I was going ruin this moment of pure bliss.

With our eyes close, we lay there peacefully, but I knew neither of us were truly asleep.

"That's what I want, Key." He commented after a moment of silence.

"Hmm?" I murmured, snuggling close to him, inhaling his addicting scent.

"You never really asked what I wanted, you just assumed." He told me.

I frowned. "But you said the friends with benefits would never work."

"See. Assuming again." I felt him shake his head. "I don't want to be your friend Keya if we are fúcking."

I gasped at his crudeness. But really, was I that surprised?

"What do you want then?" I asked.

"I want to be in a relationship with you. I always did." He tone was soft and small.

"What?" I looked up, shifting onto stomach as I leaned on my elbows, just to see his face.

"I'm serious." His eyes glazed over.

I held my breath.

He sat up. "I want to try us. Ever since you asked me to be the one to take your virginity. That's all I've wanted from the beginning."

"But...you agreed to remain friends. Why would you do that when..." I trailed. I still couldn't wrap my head around what he was saying.

"I only did it because I thought it was what you wanted. I thought you were going to reject the idea if I brought it up." He said, twiddling his fingers together as he looked away in embarrassment.

Oh my. Kyle embarrassed. Wow.

"What's changed?" I asked. I was still in denial.

"Well, your mom; the fact that you were mad jealous when I talked to that girl; the fact that you kept tensing up and blushing every time I was near and this, what we just did." He grinned.

"Wait my mom?" I frowned.

"Yeah, when you ran off, we talked."

"About?"

"Well, she said she didn't care about whatever was happening between us, but that I had to remember that you were stubborn when it came to your feelings." He explained.

"What?"

He chuckled at my reaction.

"She didn't really say that did she?"

"Trust me, she did."

We were silent again. I was still digesting what he just revealed.

"I wasn't jealous." I still denied that part.

He chuckled softly before leaning to kiss my nose. "Oh I know you were."

"So you only talked to her just to make me jealous?" I asked.

"Pretty much. I don't even remember her name."

I slapped his chest. "You're such a jerk."

"I'm your jerk." I sensed his grin.

Inside I was fuming, but I decided not to argue against it. We stared at each other for a while. He was smiling softly at me.

I frowned. "You...really want a relationship with me?"

"Yes. I want to try it. I want us to try it. If it works, we continue with it. But, if it doesn't...Keya, I don't want to lose you so If it doesn't work... I promise we can still remain friends." He sounded like he really had time to think about this.

I had no time at all. What he was saying, it was really taking it's time to process through my brain. However, I couldn't hide how my heart was screaming, no, begging me to say yes.

Kyle as my boyfriend? I shivered at the prospect. It was good shudder, the one derived from heat instead of cold.

However fear was beginning to escalate. I was already in danger of falling in love with him, what if it didn't work. He had to know that we wouldn't be able to go back as friends after we tried a relationship. He had to.

"So what do you say? What do you think?" He was wary.

"Oh boy." It was the only thing I could let out.

He frowned. It was from how adorable he looked worried from the fact there was a chance I might reject him that made me consent.

"Okay. I want to try it too." I told him truthfully.

He grinned his boyish grin, somehow looking as if he just won the lottery. "Come here." He opened his arms for me. I instantly returned to the after-sex position we were in before.

He kissed my head. I could sense his never breaking smile.

"We're really doing this?" I asked, just to be sure. Because deep down inside my head, I doubted that this was real. I might just be dreaming.

"Yes, Keya. Officially, from now on, we're not friends anymore. We are boyfriend and girlfriend." I heard his sultry mumble.

A giddy feeling surfaced and settled inside my stomach.

"Do you think we should tell anyone about this?" I asked, worried.

"I don't know. What do you want to do?" He asked.

"I don't know, let them keep guessing." I offered. "I mean, I feel like relationships work best if no one knows your business except the two people in it." I told him.

"Yeah, you're right. Plus, I don't want people talking about us, if this won't work."

"Well, let's hope it does work." I grinned.

"So, no one else knows. Just us."

"Yup."

"Even Sav, Keya."

"Even, Ned too." I added. "Trust me, if we are careful, they won't."

"Careful? I won't want to be careful when it comes to you." He emphasised this by squeezing a hand on my boob.

I hid how that action made my insides clench. "We can do this. It will work."

"I hope it does."

I grinned when I felt his lips on my forehead. And for a moment when our conversation was sinking in, a smile was spreading over my face.

"You do know what this means, right?" I asked.

"Hmmm?" I think tiredness was finally taking toll on him.

"No more dating for you. No more flirting and certainly no more sleeping around." I smirked.

He chuckled. "I'll be faithful as a dog to his owner, Keya. I'm all yours from now on." He declared.

"I do like the sound of that." I giggled which was unlike me.

"Damn, if you're going to keep giggling throughout the course of this relationship, then it's going to be hard for me keep my hands off you."

I giggled again. Believe me, it was involuntary.

He inhaled sharply at the sound and pulled me closer unto his arms. We stayed this way in our moment of bliss before he cut the silence.

"So, you're my girlfriend now?"

"I'm your girlfriend." This felt alien in my tongue.

"I think I might get used to this." I sensed his grin.

I hummed an agreement whilst stifling a yawn. How late was it?

It was silent again.

"Do you think--"

"Kyle, shut up." I cut him off with my murmur.

He chuckled below his throat. I couldn't help but smile even though I was annoyed at him. He was still the same Kyle I knew moments ago before I could now say he was my boyfriend.

I snuggled closer unto him, and although this whole thing was still quite hard to wrap my head around on, I remained pensive that tomorrow was going to be brighter than this glow working magic inside me.

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