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Kenny takes his time. He wants the boy beneath him to come undone. He teases him with touches and enjoys the noises Butters makes in response. It makes him feel amazing hearing the little moans and groans uttered out of those pink lips.
“O-oh Ken,” he stammers for a moment as Kenny’s fingers touch another sensitive spot. “Kenny please-please…”
Kenny just smirks before lowering his face to Butters’ stomach. His tongue darts out and trails over the exposed skin.
Butters squeaks and Kenny moves lower.
“K-Kenny!”
Kenny pulls away and let out a low chuckle.
“Yes?”
“D-Do-Don’t do that! I’m ticklish!”
“Aww,” Kenny mock pouts before moving up, his face to Butters’ throat.
“K-Ken?”
Again Kenny's tongue darts out. He lets the muscle glide over Butters’ adam’s apple to his sternum. He can almost feel the other boy’s pulse quicken (moreso than it already has). His skin is hot and tense.
“Kenny,” he manages to groan out, eyes fluttering closed.
Kenny just continues with his dastardly tongue and Butters stops arguing.
Butters was such a liar about being ticklish.