For static_star18, who has had a worse week than anyone should ever have to endure. *hugs*



Chapter 7
Marco slid back into his room, seeing Dylan's back to him. Dylan was laying on the bed on his side, with a sheet lightly covering his buttocks, in case someone other than Marco barged in. Marco grinned as he knew Dylan was butt naked under the sheet.
He closed the door behind him, and locked it, before he slid into bed next to Dylan. Marco slipped an arm across Dylan's stomach, leaning into the nook between his shoulder and neck, as he kissed Dylan's neck.

Dylan grinned as soon as he felt Marco's presence, closing the magazine, and throwing it on the floor, before turning to Marco.

"Hey," Dylan said, bringing Marco's face closer to his, before kissing him, sweet, yet almost hard and passionate as well.

"Mmm," Marco murmured into the kiss, reaching behind Dylan's head to hold him closer.

"So, any luck?" Dylan asked, breaking the kiss, regretfully.

"She will be mad at us for weeks, but.." Marco smiled, as he reached into the pouch of Dylan's hoodie, and brought out the two condoms he was able to get out of Ellie.

"Whoa, you got two?" Dylan asked, smiling brightly.

Laying on top of Dylan, Marco kissed Dylan. "Yes, one for you," Marco said, kissing Dylan again. "And one for me."

"Oh, really?"

Marco giggled, as he got up from the bed, placing the packages on the nightstand before removing his clothes. As Marco threw Dylan's hoodie into their closet, Dylan sat up to watch Marco strip. He was ogling at his boyfriend, but he didn't care. For Dylan, nothing was sexier than watching his boyfriend strip off his clothes in front of him.

Once he was naked again, Marco climbed on top of Dylan, removing the sheet that was covering up his boyfriend, before he pressed Dylan back down on the mattress. Circling his legs around Dylan's waist, he threaded his hands through Dylan's blonde curls before kissing him hard on the mouth.

Grinning into his boyfriend's kiss, Dylan opened Marco's mouth with his tongue. As Marco was moving his lower body onto Dylan's, Dylan pushed his tongue into Marco's mouth, frenching him deep.

Chapter 8
"Mm, Dyl," Marco breathed into the kiss, fingering his fingers through Dylan's curls.

Smiling, Dylan kissed Marco again, this time, looking at Marco while he kissed him. As weird as it seemed, Dylan loved to take a peek at Marco while he kissed him. There was just something in that moment looking down at Marco's intently closed eyes that made Dylan's heart thump even louder.

Breaking the kiss to catch his breath, Marco looked up at Dylan. "How are you so good at that?"

Dylan grinned. "I have a good test subject."

"Oh really?" Marco said, smiling to himself.

Dylan grabbed Marco by the neck, and kissed him hard on his surprised mouth.

"Dylan," Marco muttered into Dylan's mouth.

"Hmm," Dylan breathed, as he he let go of Marco's mouth, starting to kiss his boyfriend's neck.

"Dyl, come on." Marco gently pushed Dylan away and sat up.

"Babe, what's wrong?" Dylan asked Marco, sitting up from laying down on the pillows, confused.

"I'm not sure if this is okay," Marco said.

"Marco, we've had sex before. We just ran out of condoms." Dylan leaned back with his hands on the pillows behind him. "That box had 50 condoms in it, you know."

"Oh, no, no, honey," Marco said, leaning in to kiss Dylan lightly on the lips. "I didn't mean that, I meant the reverse way."

Dylan looked up at Marco's very concerned face. "Marco..."

"I don't want to hurt you, I'm really afraid I will, Dylan...I, I..just don't think this is such a hot idea anymore." Marco looked down at his legs, which were still wrapped around Dylan's waist.

Dylan sat back up, and leaned closely into Marco's face, looking into his brown eyes, as he touched his face sweetly.

"Marco..I love you, and this is something you want..."

"Not if its going to hurt you!" Marco looked back into Dylan's blue eyes with worry.

Dylan smiled at his boyfriend. "You're awfully sweet, babe. But this is something I want to do. I've wanted to try it, too. And it won't hurt me, if we go slow and prepare enough."

"I don't know, Dyl.." Marco trailed off, looking away, worried.

Dylan touched his chin, and moved Marco's face to look at him. "I'm not worried, Marco. I love you."

"I love you, too," Marco said, leaning in close to Dylan's face, looking into his eyes. Intertwining his fingers behind Dylan's neck, he pulled Dylan closer to him, seeking Dylan's warm breath of air. Marco suddenly kissed Dylan, kissing him as passionately as he could, keeping his lips closed.