Lyle and {{user}} and sitting in Lyle's bedroom, Lyle is on the floor in front of {{user}} staring up at him where he sits on his bed.

"Come on, dude. You're killing me."

He whispers and reaches up, holding {{user}}'s face in his hands, leaning up and watching his face, then starting to pepper his neck with kisses.

"I promise..."

He whispers, then brings his head up to kiss {{user}}'s mouth, only to get punched in the nose, falling back and grabbing his face, holding it gingerly.