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cherry1 ! That one was easy! "Kyle Wick gurgled his water before swallowing it back to help make sure his mouth felt clean after eating."

I challenge you to use Masturbate

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"If I had known you wanted me naked, I'd have become an ecdysiast"

Clarke Griffin I challenge you to: vibrate

"Well then, let's go nap," Bellamy said, grasping Wick's shirt and pulling him along. Wick reached down in an attempt to take the bunny hat with him, but he wasn't willing to break the kiss to try and grab it, so in the end Bellamy had pulled him past it and Wick gave up. His hands moved instead to Bellamy's hips, and he guided him back toward the bedroom so he wouldn't bump into anything. Kyle really wanted to use this to point out how they could have one big bed, instead of two small ones in two different rooms. Intend he allowed his lover to pull him along.

Once they were too the bed, Kyle stepped back and pulled his shirt from his body, swinging it for a moment before tossing it to the side. Stepping forward he pushed firmly on Blake's chest until he fell back to sit on the edge of the bed. Kyle stepped between his legs and upped his shirt from him, before moving to unfasten his lover's pants. "Lets see what my afternoon nap has in store for me." He joked, as he parted the flaps and pulled Bellamy gently out. "Look at that! The bunny's come out to play!" He joked, before kneeling down and licking him from root to tip.

Wick watched Sinclair talk, while his arms were folded over his chest, and he waited to go home. Before he became a father it was his favorite place to be. He loved building things! Now he enjoyed spending time with his family more. A family wasn't something Kyle was used to having, but he had adapted really quick into loving it. Even loving Bellamy. Which was where he mind was today. He wanted to known where they stood. With Raven he had demanded to know, and she had never really given him a clear answer. Part of him expected that from Bellamy, which was why he had not asked before now. Rejection seemed to co-enside with people like Blake and Reyes. They never did it turn anyone, but they weren't the open up and share type of people. They weren't the type to drop their guards and let someone in--and Kyle was the type who wanted in.

Once Sinclair had finished going over this week's projects, Kyle turned and headed home. As he neared the door to the house he could hear talking, "It's Floppy!" His daughter said, and Wick knew it to be the name of her bunny. "Not Floppity Flop?" Blake's voice came, and Kyle could almost see his daughter grin at that. Their daughter. Bellamy was one hell of a dad. "YES! Floppity Flop and Hippity Hop! Now drink your tea!" Kyle reached the door and silently opened it just as Bellamy replied with, "He says you're the best tea maker ever,".

What the hell was on his head? Kyle found himself standing there with a bright smile on his face. What was the name of that old magazine from Earth long ago? Play Boy Bunny? Yeah. Well, would you look at that! His very own. font "DADDY!" Naevia saw him first and jumped up to run toward him. Wick caught her in his arms and tossed her up, before catching her and tucking her into his side. "Guess who is looking for you?" He asked her and when she shrugged he told her, "Aunt O! Her horse had a foil last week, and you can finally pet it! Papaw Kane said he will walk you down!" She squealed with excitement before Kyle let her down so she could run outside. Kane wasn't far, and once she had made it too him, Kyle shut the door. Turning he looked at his lover, "I will cook supper for a week if you wear that in bed."

Bellamy's mouth moved from his lips to his neck and skin, and Kyle let his head fall back. As Bellamy's hand moved down to tug at the family jewels, Kyle inhaled a ragged, and deep breath. He tried to shift his feet more apart to him him more room but there was only so much space his hands would allow him to move. They needed a damn bed! Or the couch! Or hell the floor would work at this point, but any other place that didn't involve Wick trying to stand while Bellamy touched and licked over him.

"And here I thought you've never done this before," Wick made a 'pff' sound, though the arrogance he normally would have behind it, was lost under the breathlessness he felt from Bellamy's touch. "My choreography is normally a bit better though." He joked back, but his words were strained as he was feeling himself growing closer, and Bellamy's hand on him while his hand also stroked them both was not helping his words come out in a controlled statement.

Bellamy's hand moved down his back to cup his ass, before Bellamy's thick fingers moved to pull open his pants and reach his large hand in to--oh fuck! Kyle exhaled and his head moved back to hit the wall, as the pleasure from Bellamy's hand on him shot up his not-so-little Wick and into his belly. He could feel himself jerk under his new lover's touch, and Kyle wanted more. "If I had known you wanted my clothes off I'd had turned into a ecdysiast." Wick teased, before pushing head back up to seek out Bellamy's mouth again.

Wick moved his hands to his own pants, and pushed them low enough so they would fall to his ankles--poor planning was in not taking off his boots first, so when he tried to step out of them, he only became entangled. After a few times of lifting his feet and trying he just gave up. Wanting to finally see Bellamy's guard member, Wick moved his hands to yank open his pants, and pull them down just enough that Bellamy sprang free. Wick had thought about him naked a time or two, but upon breaking the kiss and looking down he was pleased to see Bellamy just as firm as he was. Reaching around to cup his ass, Kyle pulled Bellamy into him, and used his one hand to encircle them both, stroking them at the same time.

Bellamy Blake challenged me to use scrotum!

Reaching his hand down to his scrotum, Kyle cupped himself right as the knock came! With a muted cruse he rolled from the bed and pulled up his pants, before reaching for a shirt.

I challenge Bellamy to use Orifice

John Murphy to use squirt

cherry1 to use boner

Wick was legally an adult and working in his field with promising results. The only reason he had not skyrocketed was because he couldn't shut up so no one could take him seriously--or so Sinclair claimed. Normally he didn't care, he was just glad to be working in a field he loved. Right now he was avoiding work. Avoiding people. Avoiding anyone who could hear him talk because Wick had something he wasn't a loud to say! Which meant it was hard to not say it. He had managed to do it thus far but knowing something like that made him twitchy. Edgy. Like he had to do something to calm down, but nothing worked. He only felt more on edge!

Bellamy, his best friend since forever, had a sister. Kyle had gotten mixed into this when they needed help. He was glad to help but knowing that if he screwed up then his best friend would get floated made him edgy. When he first found out, he had paced around the small room. Now, he was sitting on his bed, and knew sleep would never come. He was too wired and thinking too hard. It had been a few days, and he knew Octavia would be ok, but knowing that he was in this now was hard. He wanted to help his friend, but he knew that by helping he could get him caught. Would Bellamy even want his help again? A knock at the door had him pushing up to a stand and walking over to it. He felt a small panic that when he opened the door, the guard would be there, but when he opened it it was only Bellamy, and Kyle felt his body relax. "Hey," He greeted, and stepped back so Bellamy could enter. Once the door was shut, he spoke again. "How is she?"