DAMN ITS RLY BEEN A YEAR HUH? im back at it again!

ok so heres why ive been gone from this fic: None Ideas! sooo if anyone would like to suggest a couple i might write em!

anyway, heres a fic abt how i think dudley & keswick hooked up

xxx

Haha. Oh no.

Dudley couldn't get Keswick out of his head. He knew exactly why, too. Not that he liked it at all.

A few days ago, he and Keswick had kissed. It wasn't a romantic kiss - at least, it wasn't supposed to be - it was a kiss to get Dudley sick so he could fight a specific bad guy. But - Dudley wasn't smart. And he got crushes very easily.

But, what was Dudley if he wasn't dumb and bold?

The dog and the… creature sat across from eachother in Dudley's favorite broom closet. Keswick leaned against a wall and scrolled through his phone, balancing it on his knee. Dudley had crossed his legs and steadily rocked back and forth, biting his tongue. His mind was elsewhere - and he had yet to start the FAIL meeting. Eventually, Dudley glanced at him.

"Hey, Keswick," he called.

"Agent Puppy," Keswick answered. He clicked his phone off and returned the stare.

Dudley chuckled awkwardly and scratched the back of his neck, suddenly glancing anywhere but Keswick. "Well…! I've sorta been thinking about that time you were sick, and we…" Dudley spread his fingers and interlaced them. "...you know."

Keswick smirked. "Yeah," he chuckled, "I was there."

"Well…" Dudley's gaze traveled to the ground. And then to Keswick's wonderful face. "I wanted to know if we could do it again? Sometime?"

Keswick glanced away and placed his phone on the ground. The smirk was still on his face though. Dudley felt like his face was on fire. Man, what if Keswick hated him after this? What if he told anyone in the office? What if-

"Okay."

Immediately Dudley's tail started to wag. Keswick got to his knees and steadily scooted over, before sitting sideways on Dudley's thighs.

"Does here work?" Keswick went on, placing his hands on Dudley's shoulders.

Now, Dudley knew exactly what to do. He'd held girls like this before. Oh yeah. Score.

The dog placed his hands on Keswick's hips, tail still beating the floor. "Yeah, it does." Keswick shifted to the side of his hip, and Dudley raised one of his hands to hold the small of Keswick's back. "I'm ready. Are you?"

Keswick took a deep breath in and out. He gazed Dudley up and down slowly. Dudley prayed he wouldn't back out now.

"Yeah," he answered.

"Okay!" Dudley chirped. He applied a little pressure onto Keswick's back and leaned slightly forward, closing his eyes. Keswick hesitated for a few moments, but then leaned forward to meet him. Yes, Dudley thought, he could do this. Keswick pulled away after a few seconds and looked at Dudley rather awkwardly. Then, he chuckled.

"C-can you t-t-tell I've never kissed anyone b-before?" he asked.

Dudley smiled up at him. "Just means you need more practise!"

Keswick hummed and glanced away. "Did I d-do a good job, th-then, though?"

"You did."

Again, Keswick hesitated. "...okay," he finally said before leaning forward again. Dudley met him. He slowly raised his hands, bringing one of them to Keswick's shoulderblades. The other he tried to lift to the small of Keswick's back again, but his thumb caught on Keswick's shirt, and started to lift it up.

Keswick immediately straightened his arms out and gasped. Both of Dudley's hands jumped away at the sudden movement. Keswick's eyes were wide and he breathed heavily, glancing down at Dudley.

"D-d-don't take my sh-shirt off, c-cowboy!" he gulped.

Dudley nodded quickly. "I didn't mean to!" he answered, "I was trying to move!"

Keswick sighed and held Dudley's neck, leaning forward to kiss him again. "Okay," he answered, "Just d-don't…"

Dudley chuckled and placed his hands back in their original spots. "I won't," he answered. "But do you mind if I, uh…" he carefully moved one of his hands to brush Keswick's neck. "You know… on here?"

"Ah…" Keswick answered. "Just don't leave any m-m-marks, okay?"

Dudley laughed. He played with Keswick's flannel collar, flipping it up and down. "You can cover them up!"

Keswick chuckled and flushed, grabbing Dudley's hand. "B-b-buy me a drink or t-two first."

Dudley hummed and kissed Keswick's neck. He stiffened, but didn't say anything. Dudley brushed his teeth against the thin fur before pulling back.

"I will!" he answered, "We aren't working tomorrow."

Keswick chuckled before Dudley placed another kiss to his lips. "C'mon," Keswick said, "You can't f-f-f-fuck on the f-first date. That's a one night st-stand."

Immediately, Dudley's face turned bright red. "I didn't want to-! Y-y'know! Y-you didn't even let me take your - a few minutes ago! And-and now-?! You said you wanted a drink!"

A kiss interrupted Dudley's muttering. "You're cute all fl-fl-flustered," Keswick standed, kissing again. Dudley sighed and closed his eyes, moving Keswick closer. His fists balled against Dudley's chest.

He slowly leaned away and stared at the ground. "Not unless…"

"I was kidding, Dudley," Keswick answered.

"Oh," Dudley replied, blankly. He glanced to the floor again before staring back at Keswick. "Are we, uh… you know… boy…?"

"...f-friends?" Keswick answered. Dudley nodded before Keswick kissed him again. He put his elbows on Dudley's shoulders and pressed their muzzles together tightly. "Yeah. I m-mean, I'd like that."

Dudley's eyes lit up. "Really?" he gasped.

"Really," Keswick smiled. "Honestly, I've b-b-been thinking about that s-sick kiss for a while, too."

"REALLY?" Dudley gasped again, his eyes brighter. His tail wagged like a fan blade.

Keswick laughed. "Yes, really!" He smiled rather mellowly, his thumbs brushing Dudley's neck. "...you are cute. I m-meant it."

"Thanks," Dudley said with a smile. "I meant it too."

"Meant what?"

"I'll buy you a drink or two!" Dudley chirped. Then he blushed again. "But not for anything weird! Just as a gift."

Keswick chuckled and kissed him one last time. "Alright."