A Wish

Chapter 7 - Greek God

Andrew and Kyle made their way downstairs when Kyle asked, "Hey, are you still coming to my party tomorrow?" He grabbed Andrew's arms, twisting them so that Andrew got pinned between himself and the wall. "I expect to see you there, cupcake." He whispered into Andrew's ear.

"I'll think about it." Replied Andrew breathlessly. He was beyond flustered. He got a rush of confidence. Leaning closer to Kyle's ear, he whispered, "You'll have to do better than that. Convince me I should go."

Slipping from Kyle's grasp, Andrew quickly bolted downstairs and out to the car. Leaving both parties confused and wanting more.

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The day dragged on rather slowly, and Andrew wondered what the morning's situation between himself and Kyle meant. It left him confused. He didn't know if he overstepped the line, but he was more sure over one thing now. He might not be as straight as he thought he was.

Kyle's POV

'Convince me I should go.' Those words make me feel a specific type of way. Forbidden fruit with my name written on it tempts me to take a bite, and I know I will. It made me think of doing things to him I've never done before. The way he said it had me wanting more, needing more.

I've never been with a guy except for friends. But Andrew strikes every criterion I want in a girl. Feminine, innocent, and most of all, submissive. He might be a man, but that's fine.

I'm going to convince him. And I have a perfect idea.

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Normal POV

Andrew and Tris made their way to the ice cream shop near their school. "It's so good to see you again! Tell me everything!" Exclaimed Andrew. As they walked, Tris told him everything they had done on their holiday until they arrived at the shop.

"One strawberry and one chocolate, please." Said Tris, giving the man her money. "So, what is bothering you? You said you needed my advice." Stated Tris, looking at Andrew. "Let's just get our ice cream, then I'll tell you."

Sitting on a bench they found on their way back from the shop, each carrying their ice creams, Tris stated, "Spill the tea. What's up?"

"I think I might like someone." Tris stopped licking her chocolate-goodness to give him a deadpan look. "Mhhh. Go on." She replied. "The thing is... I don't know how they feel. They're giving me mixed signals. So I don't know what the hell is going on. And tomorrow I'm going to a party, and they're going too."

"First, fuck you. Why am I not invited? And second, I would suggest that you wait a bit before you make any major moves. Flirt a bit, and look if they flirt back. If they do, you know that they're interested as well." She stated with a mischievous grin.

"Very well then. I'll do that. Thank you."

"Aren't you going to tell me who it is? I should know these things. I am your best friend, after all."

"You'll know in due time, doll." He said, getting up. "Listen, we have to get going. I want to go home. It's Friday."

"Yes, please! Let's go." Tris exclaimed, getting up and throwing away their soggy napkins. "Don't think you're getting away with not telling me who it is. I'll find out, eventually!"

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Walking up to his porch, Andrew noticed that Kyle's car stood parked in the driveway. Opening the door, he yelled, "Hey! I'm home!" No one replied, but he heard the shower running.

Going upstairs to his room, Andrew pulled out his phone and saw a text from Jake. "Hey. I'm at a chick's house. I'll be back later. Kyle is there to ensure you don't burn the house down."

'SHIT. KYLE IS HERE... ALONE.' Andrew thought. He ran into his room and quickly closed his door. 'Well, I'll just stay in here then.' He decided to binge some Bridgeton. Getting into his bed, he put it on and snuggled into his covers.

After about ten minutes, he heard a knock on his door. "Can I come in?" asked Kyle. Andrew's heart started beating fast, and he considered acting as if he was sleeping, but he said, "Yeah."

He was unprepared for what he saw. Kyle came in without his shirt on with a chain hanging to his pectoral muscles with black jeans. But something sculpted him like a Greek god. His toned skin fit in perfectly with his six-pack... 'Oh. My. God. His V-line!' Andrew lost all ability to speak and blushed a deep colour of red.

"You said to convince you to go to my party. So here I am, convincing you." Kyle huskily replied. Andrew could not keep his eyes off of Kyle. Dirty images went through his head, and he was not attempting to stop them.

"Andrew. Do you like what you see?" Asked Kyle, making his way to where Andrew was seated. "Answer me, Andrew." Said Kyle after Andrew didn't reply, now towering over Andrew.

"Y...eah...ye...." was the best response that Andrew could produce. Kyle took Andrew's hand and placed it on his abs. Andrew was sure that he might explode from how flustered he was.

Andrew started tracing Kyle's abbs, and he felt them flexing. Kyle let out a soft groan, but Andrew didn't stop. Instead, he lowered his hand to Kyle's V-line. Andrew was lightly panting, needing more of Kyle.

Kyle cupped Andrew's chin and made him look up at him. "Is that a yes to the party, cupcake?" Andrew could barely think properly, so he only nodded his head, still tracing Kyle's defined muscles.

A/N

So, that happened. I love it, though!!

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