Kevedd One-shots

Gonna Make You Feel Good~

By-glitterLord

(My)Summary: Edds nervous about him and Kevin getting it on like Donkey Kong and Kevin is calling Edd some dirty words.

WARNING: SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, SMUT, and SMUT
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Double D wasn't certain as to why it was he who felt so nervous.

His parents were gone for the weekend, his ants are doing well, everything is labeled properly and in its place... he was positive all was in order.

Perhaps, he thought, it wasn't any of that weighing him down. The more he thought about it, the more it seemed apparent what it was that was bugging him. Honestly, it had been the obvious answer, he was just hoping he wouldn't have to address it. In fact, he'd been spending the entire day trying not to think about it.

"Come on, Double Dork, I feel like I'm pulling both of our weight here."

Kevin. Yes that must be why he's so nervous. Kevin is in Edd's home, his room, his bed, on top of him. "I-I apologize Kevin. It seems I have a lot on my-"

"Are you nervous?" Kevin smirked as he looked down at the boy beneath him. Of course he knew Edd was nervous, it had been obvious from the moment he opened the door. Yes, the only reason Kevin even bothered asking is that he hasn't quite gotten over his joy in watching the dork squirm.

Double D's eyes looked as if they'd pop out of his head when Kevin asked the question; was he really that obvious? "Nervous? Whatever could I have to be nervous about?" He laughed uncomfortably as he looked into Kevin's green eyes, watching as his smile grew longer.

Kevin's head lowered, however instead of meeting Edd's lips he went straight for the neck, planting light kisses there before moving up to rest his lips next to his ear, breathing, "Today I'm going to make you feel good."

Double D gasped, turning a deep red. Kevin snickered as he pressed his own lips against this dork's. "I'm going to make you feel so good, baby," he said between kisses.

Edd couldn't believe it but with every filthy word that poured out of Kevin's mouth, he felt himself liking it more and more. It seemed so... indecent. "Kevin is that absolutely necessary?" Edd questioned him despite himself, voice shaky. His question was answered when Kevin moved his hand to grab at his crotch, earning a high pitched yelp.

"It seems to be working for you." His hand moved from where it was holding firmly at Edd's crotch, sliding underneath his shirt. Through this Kevin maintained eye contact, watching as Edd squirmed against him, watching that blush spread from his cheeks to his ears, watching the way he closed his eyes tightly as if that would help subside is desire. How cute. "You're a dirty little slut, aren't you?"

"Kevin!" Double D tried his best to sound offended, to sound like maybe this really wasn't doing it for him, like the way Kevin was talking to him right now wasn't exactly what he fantasized about when he got himself off. The more he tried to will these little truths away, the more prominent they seemed to become. He felt betrayed by his own body.

"Admit it, Double Dweeb: you like when I call you a slut, don't you? Yeah, you like it when I tell you how good I'm going to make you feel, huh?" Kevin pulled Edd's shirt up, leaving it wrapped around the top of his chest. His hands traveled, lightly brushing his nipples before he brought his mouth down on top of the right one, giving it a tickling lick. "I bet you like this so much you could cum before I even touch you there," he hovered a hand back over his crotch, then lowered his voice to a whisper, "but you better not."

Double D gulped, arching his chest as Kevin's mouth latched onto his nipple, squeezing his eyes shut, and secretly hoping this treatment would continue. He didn't say anything; didn't really feel he needed to. He wasn't going to reprimand Kevin for his dirty mouth, nor could he find it in himself to sink into that filthy talk and encourage the behavior.