These two think that they'll never get together...for now...
"Let's totally share each others tampons!" Kyra laughed as she pulled the tablet closer.
"Definitely. How's the weed brownies coming along?" Duck asked.
"Okay. You should come over and finish baking them with me." Kyra smirked.
"I'll be over in 5." Duck said.
"Okay...love you." Kyra said nonchalantly. WHAT DID SHE JUST SAY?! She didn't mean to say that. It was just a regular phrase she said while talking on the phone to her relatives. How could she say that to her best friend...weird much.
"Love you too..." Duck trailed off obviously feeling awkward. He ended the FaceTime call and grabbed his coat along with his car keys. He smirked while exiting his house and got into his small white ford.
knock. knock. knock
Duck was here. Kyra opened the door.
"Hey stranger." She managed to say before Duck pressed his lips to her own. She suddenly realized what was happening and kissed back with all the passion she had in her. She had been wanting to do this for so long, but didn't have the guts. Their lips moved in sync with one another and felt whole. They finally broke apart.
"Uh...." Kyra trailed off. What the fuck had just happened between them?
"I'm sorry I shouldn't of done that. If you don't wanna ever do that again I understand.." Duck said.
"I've been wanting to do that since the first day I met you." Kyra grabbed Duck by his shirt collar and started kissing him passionately. "Do you want to?"
"Please." Duck said. He took Kyra passionately by the waist and pressed their lips together once more. His tongue caressed her bottom lip as an asking to enter it into her mouth. :). She accepted and opened her mouth more as their tongues began to meet and move with one another. They slowly started making their way into Kyra's master bedroom.
"Are you sure?" He asked her before sliding down her shirt sleeve.
"Positive babe." He resumed to kiss her passionately and slowly pulled down her left sleeve strap. Then her right. Her "Twenty-One Pilots" shirt came off. Slowly he put his arms around her frail body and undid her bra strap. The black bra fell to the ground as she pulled Duck's white shirt off of his body. He pulled down her black tights along with her black "like her soul" underwear. All of a sudden, out of nowhere, Kyra got a fire-stick and burned him. yay :)
