Book of Songs

I'm a girl, you're a boy
We're too old to play with toys.
Won't you tell me, what's your name?
You could be my brand new game.
You begin and roll the dice,
I would smile and break the ice.
Tell me, how could I resist when you're my favorite kiss?

Sweet seduction. That’s all he is. He smiles sweetly and crooks his finger asking him to follow into the bedroom. He follows willingly and before he can scamper into the room he corners him at the doorway and presses their lips together.

Kissy, kissy makes me happy,
Honey, honey sweet as candy.
Kissy, kissy take my hand and come along with me.
Kissy, kissy makes me happy,
Honey, honey sweet as candy.
Kissy, kissy love is grand with you my sugar bee.

His warm tongue skims lightly along his bottom lip before playful teeth nip the pliant skin and his mouth opened letting the tongue in. His smooth tongue tastes like peppermint, the way it slides along his makes his knees weak. He tangles his hands in his short hair and pulls him closer needing more, needing to taste him more.

See the moon and see the sun, shining down on everyone.
They know how in love we are, I heard them tell it to a star.
There's no mountain, there's no sea that could keep your love away from me.
No matter what the distance is, you're still my favorite kiss.

The others smile knowingly when they catch them holding hands or when they wake up late and roll out of the bunk together. They tease them of course, that’s what they do, but they are never mean. Besides, he knows they do the same things, they are just more subtle about it. He leans over his coffee and presses their lips together when one of them strolls in to the common area.

Kissy, kissy makes me happy,
Honey, honey sweet as candy.
Kissy, kissy take my hand and come along with me.
Kissy, kissy makes me happy,
Honey, honey sweet as candy.
Kissy, kissy love is grand with you my sugar bee.

He loves surprising him, especially when he’s in the middle of eating something chocolatey. He moans softly and presses his tongue in deeper tasting everything and wanting more. He wonders what the rest of his skin would taste like if it was dipped in chocolate.

La, la, la, tell me what your secret is.
La, la, la, why won't you let me know.
La, la, la, nothing makes me feel like this.
La, la, la, cause you're my favorite kiss.

“Harder!” his keening cry sends a delightful shudder through him and he gladly snaps his hips forward again wanting to hear it again. “Tell me what you need.” He whispers, delighting in the soft sounds he makes and the way his body bows up to fit snugly against his. Instead of answering his lips find his again and he decides verbal answers are overrated.

Kissy, kissy makes me happy,
Honey, honey sweet as candy.
Kissy, kissy take my hand and come along with me.
Kissy, kissy makes me happy,
Honey, honey sweet as candy.
Kissy, kissy love is grand with you my sugar bee.

He kisses the soft skin of his belly running his tongue over the peach fuzz hair that trails down from his naval. His warm body trembles under him and he holds his head close to his skin pleading for more of the kisses.

Kissy, kissy makes me happy,
Honey, honey sweet as candy.
Kissy, kissy take my hand and come along with me.
Kissy, kissy makes me happy,
Honey, honey sweet as candy.
Kissy, kissy love is grand with you my sugar bee.

Playful kisses on his neck and shoulder gradually getting higher until they hit their mark and land firmly on his lips. He lets him play a while longer before catching him and holding him captive while he plays his own game; teasingly slipping his tongue in and out until he presses against him whimpering. He smiles and mimics his previous playful bites to his lips and neck. Sweet seduction is all he is.

La, la, la, tell me what your secret is.
La, la, la, why won't you let me know.
La, la, la, nothing makes me feel like this.
La, la, la, cause you're my favorite kiss.

~Smile d.k. “Kissy Kissy”