[Kayla]

[Tyler James Kingsley]

Tyler raised his eyebrows but smiled when she said they would stop in the morning. Well that was a green light. He was all for green lights. Kayla leaned up to kiss him, finding the band of his boxers and Tyler shrugged, “I don’t know, you might have to refresh my memory about fairness.” Kayla mentioned him climbing through her window but he just grinned, “What, me? I climb through with no intentions, what kind of guy do you think I am Garrity?” Tyler teased her as she started pushing his boxers off and was talking to him, though Tyler understood what she meant as he continued to kiss her neck, kicking his boxers off. He felt the same, he’d never really wanted her like this before but, since he did, it was really new. Like getting a new toy, or going somewhere you’d never been before. Like going into uncharted territory, it was exciting and he could feel his pulse starting to quicken just anticipating what she was suggesting. Kayla’s lips found his again and she was reaching for something, but Tyler wasn’t sure what she was doing until he realized, just before she brought the package between them. Of course, duh. Good thinking on her part. Not that he probably wouldn’t have eventually remembered, better sooner than later though. She always his smarter half. Tyler knew he probably looked baffled for about half a second, his mouth falling slightly open upon hearing what she was saying. He’d never heard her talk like that but he wasn’t complaining at all. It was just like they were racing for the cliff, completely sober, two hearts beating together, and the reality of what they were doing felt so real it was like all his senses were heightened. Tyler smiled against her lips, feeling her tug on his bottom lip, enjoying the moment and whatever else she was touching. She needed him. Sure they had always needed each other, but she was suggesting she needed him in a way she’d never before and that was quite possibly the single hottest thing she’d ever said, hands down. Well, she didn’t need to tell him twice.

Tyler would normally wonder if she was sure about this, but they were sober; Kayla didn’t do anything sober that she wasn’t sure about. Tyler sat up, pulling her up with him where they were sitting in the middle of the bed, her legs still wrapped around him slightly. He opened the package, laughing slightly, “Things have changed since our bath tub days.” Tyler tossed the wrapper aside, moving one arm around her waist and the other into the side of her hair, resting his forehead against hers. There were so many reasons not to do this and yet none of them seemed convincing enough to stop them. Because at the same time, there didn’t feel like there was anything wrong with what they were doing. They were best friends, knew everything about each other, why not just extend their closeness? If this had been weird in any way they wouldn’t have gotten this far, would have stopped. But they hadn’t, because it was somehow the most comfortable thing, to be here with Kayla, looking into her eyes, searching for anything to stop them, but finding nothing. And he didn’t want to find anything anyways. Tyler knew everything about this girl the way she knew things about him, her favorite color, her first Broadway show, the exact way she had felt about it, he knew what to do to make her feel better when she was sick, knew exactly how she felt about her mom’s fiancé. He knew her aspirations and her dreams, completely supported them really, knew all of her fears right down to her deepest, darkest one. He knew she’d never done this with anyone, this was her first time. And yet that didn’t bother him. It was just one more thing he could share with her, like the way they shared everything, just one more thing to open her eyes to. Tyler leaned in to kiss her, his fingers grazing her jaw before finding her chin in his hand, kissing her softly. To be honest he never really understood what she was waiting for, why she hadn’t slept with anyone up to this point. She had guys lining up to date her, any guy would probably love to be in his shoes right now. Maybe she was waiting for it to be special or something. Tyler thought that was a tall order to fill for most guys, trying to make it perfect when you knew that was what she was hoping for. Especially if you cared enough about her to give a shit about making it special. He just wanted her to feel like it was worth whatever she had been waiting for, that she’d look back on this as a positive, if he could somehow make that happen. If he could be that guy that made waiting worth it. Another good memory. Because even as only her best friend, disappointing her wasn’t an option.

[Mikayla Laurel Garrity]

To any outside looking in this might look like it was all happening so quickly. After all things sort of had moved in a fast pace in the last forty-eight hours. But if you looked at the grand scheme of things, it all felt like it was perfect. She wasn’t in some snow lodge on a family vacation where he was tagging along. It wasn’t after prom and they were ending the night the same way everyone else does. It was them, hanging out. He was the person that she felt the most comfortable with in the entire world, so in a sense.. it was perfect. The person she cared about most in the entire world, that she was most comfortable with, hanging out and doing the exact thing that made her feel safe. And now she was going to share this huge experience with him. There wasn’t a single way she could ever regret that. She laughed quietly as he mentioned their bath tub days. She closed her eyes as he pulled her up, close to his body and rested his forehead on hers. She tilted her own forehead against his own, bringing her hands up to the sides of his jaw. “ Trust me.. way past that. I mean I could probably do anything you’re into, but if you start breaking out some rubber ducks then it might be getting a little weird..” she said with a slight smile before she held onto him firmly so she could give him another kiss. He had seen her naked before. He had held her like this before. Though he had never done it simultaneously, while kissing her. Feeling his hands against her lower back now, the way his fingertips curved over her sides and on her body. How was she supposed to keep from getting goosebumps whenever he touched her outside of tonight again? Embraces at school, hanging out at home. He had touched her so many times. This felt so different, like he wasn’t just touching her skin but like part of him was reaching into her soul. It was different for him, she knew it had to be. But she liked him, she cared about him. This meant so much more than two hormonal teenagers trying to find something to do on a random summer night. This was her finally giving the last piece of herself that she had to give to the man that knew everything else about her.

Kayla bent her leg up so that it was easier to wrap around him and pulled her body closer to his. It would be simple to ask the cliché ‘are you sure’. But that was pointless. Even if he didn’t care about her in the way that she cared about him, he did care about her. She was his best friend. He wouldn’t ever do anything to her that he thought was the wrong thing. He thought it was okay, she thought it was okay. That made it right,.. right?Any trace of considering anyone elses’ feelings in this were gone and out the window. All that mattered was what was happening right now in her room. It was this small little world, and nothing outside of these four walls existed. And right now, inside of these four walls, was a state of complete bliss that she couldn’t even begin to describe. Kayla sat up higher against his chest, feeling the nervousness and anxiety starting to build in her chest. The moment was literally seconds, inches away. But what was worse was what she could feel bubbling up, word vomit. She could almost feel herself starting to say the words ‘ I love you’. But that would stop things, that would ruin everything. So instead she leaned forward and kissed him again, eagerly, mainly in an attempt to keep herself busy and shut herself up, though it probably just looked like she was excited. Which she was for that too. There was no reason in hesitating, there wasn’t anything else left to wait for. Kayla pulled away from the kiss, resting her forehead against Tyler’s as she slowly lowered herself against him, feeling his hips against her own. She caught her breath with a small gasp, keeping her forehead against his with her hands clasped tightly against his jaw. She stayed still, trying to just get used to the way it felt, trying to catch her breath. Once she felt comfortable, it was a strange new feeling, she gave the smallest of nods. It was still hard for her to catch her breath, but now she just wanted more. There was no time to catch her breath, that could wait for later. Kayla nipped against his bottom lip, moving one of her hands from his jaw to his shoulder which she used to steady herself as she arched her lower back to rock her hips back and forth.