---Stan's pov---

"We could do something that would distract you from the storm..." I whisper into his ear.

I could barely see the blush that burst over his face.

"W-What do you mean?" He asks hesitantly.

I smirk wider, "Why don't you find out?"

Before he can say anything else, I bring my face closer to his and connect our lips softly.

He lets out a gasp, and I use this as a chance to enter his mouth.

He doesn't kiss back, or even move, so I pull away.

He covers his mouth with his hand and - I think - he stares at me.

"What did you do that for!?" He asks.

"You weren't thinking about the lightning were you?" I asked.

---Kyle's pov---

I blushed. He was right. I wasn't thinking about the-

My thoughts are interrupted by a flash of lightning.

I clench onto Stan's shoulders tighter.

"I might have been distracted..." I whisper.

Even though I couldn't tell, I'm pretty sure Stan started smirking when I said that.

"Then let me distract you, Ky," he whispers into my ear.

His hands grip my waist and he licks my ear, then starts nibbling my earlobe.

I shiver.