Rating: this is a strong M for Slash and some language.

About Their Appearance: To make this less confusing for when the scare games come up;

They look more human than their monster counterparts from the movie. But, let's just say, they're more of a close relative to the human species instead of actually being human (hence why they still have the strange abilities (e.g. turning invisible, fire breathing,...male pregnancy LOL) and psychical differences (e.g. horns, one eye, fangs))

So that in this way, other things can remain the same as the movie; like they still have to power their universe by going into the human universe and scaring kids lol

In conclusion, they'll still consider themselves to be monsters and the others to be humans. :3

Title: 'Mates' is just temporary until I can figure out something good so don't be surprised if you notice it change later on lol Make sure to favorite/follow this story so you'll know where it's at when I do change the title.

Enjoy. :)

Oozma Kappa fled out the front door, leaving behind colorful footprints and the stank of their shame.

"Boss, this party turned out better than I expected!" Chet Alexander, a proud member of ROR, stood loyally by his president's right side, watching the scene with glee. "I never thought that a Sullivan could be so cute!" He turned the camera with the adorable picture of OK around in his hands then handed it over to Johnny who tucked it away in his back pocket.

The laughter around them died down as the party music turned up and everyone began to enjoy it.

Johnny was quiet for a moment as he stared at the colorful footprints. It was a great plan to humiliate OK with but whether or not it would break OK's spirit was doubtful. It might hurt the weaker monsters in the group but Sullivan was not weak.

"Cute or not;" Johnny finally said with a dying smirk. "Sullivan is quite the Scarer. How do you think OK has made it this far in the first place?" He looked beside him to see Chet pick up a stuffed animal from the floor and groom a tuff of fur atop it's head.

"I know." Chet smiled.

Johnny pulled the offending stuffed animal out of Chet's hold and tossed it aside. "Don't underestimate him."

Chet gave Johnny a curious look then nodded and held onto Johnny's arm to keep his attention. "But just wait until everyone on campus sees that picture of them. Sullivan will be a laughingstock!" He grinned. "We should celebrate, boss."

"What do you think this party's for?" Johnny looked over his guests. He caught sight of Boggs with the other ROR's and his mood lightened.

He wasn't aware that Chet was still chatting with him until he interrupted him.

"—something a little more private—"

"Boggs has been proving his worth around here lately. I think our quick decision to bring him into the ROR has turned out to be a good one. What do you think?" He looked down at Chet who gave him a disappointed eye. "Oh, I'm sorry, Chet. Were you saying something?"

Heaving a sigh, Chet shook his head and looked at Boggs who was now talking to a member from the HSS. "No. Randall's pretty cool. That whole changing color thing and turning invisible really helps us out and—"

"—You want to go upstairs, don't you." Johnny interrupted once more.

Chet beamed up at his president, showing off the gaps in his teeth. "More than anything!" A night with Johnny was better than any ROR party—and that was truly saying something considering that, in Chet's mind, everyone who was anyone attended an ROR party.

"I'm sure that it wouldn't hurt to let the other ROR members take over while we have a little celebration of our own." Johnny's voice was low and his smirk was back, playing at the corner of his lips. He slipped his arm around Chet, pulling him to the stairs.

Chet pushed open Johnny's bedroom door, excited. His jacket was already off and had gone flying across the room onto Johnny's desk, followed by his ROR hat.

"I wanna be on top this time." He was already becoming breathless as he attempted to hop around on one foot, taking off his shoes.

Johnny shut the door behind them and pulled his sweater up over his head, minding his horns. "You think you can handle it?" He chuckled, draping the sweater over the back of his computer chair and taking the camera out of his back pocket. He set the piece beside his computer and turned to the smaller male. His eyebrows raised just slightly; Chet was already standing before him in nothing but his boxers and socks while Johnny had just managed to take off his sweater. "Someone's excited."

Chet grinned and grabbed onto one of Johnny's satanic horns, pulling the bigger guy down to his height. "It's my turn to ride the bull." He said in a breathy voice that made Johnny's ears go red. He kissed Johnny deeply and his arms rested against his shoulders, curling around his neck so that his fingertips could play with his hair.

Johnny embraced Chet and raised him up off of the floor.

"Ngh~" It was hard to say anything with their mouths pressed together but little noises of approval escaped every now and again from Chet's throat. He clumsily brought his legs up to hug around Johnny's waist and when Johnny began to move toward the bed, he muttered a quick, 'careful' before they dropped into the mess of silk sheets and warm comforters.

Their kiss broke apart from the fall and one of Johnny's fangs had cut Chet's upper lip. "I said careful you big oaf!" He laughed with a twinkle in his eye. He was used to getting scratched and poked and cut by Johnny's fangs or his claws and horns. He liked it in a way; almost like he was being marked as Johnny's lover.

"You keep yelling like that and someone is going to hear you." Johnny worked at taking off Chet's boxers while Chet preoccupied himself with the headboard above.

He stretched his arms up and touched his fingers against the headboard, tracing a carved line in the detailed wood. "I'm sorry I can't help it, Johnny—Ah!" He squirmed a little. "Your hands are cold tonight."

Johnny rubbed his hands against Chet's bare stomach, teasingly.

"B-besides, the music's loud enough to drown us out." Chet giggled and kicked off his boxers the rest of the way, lying naked under his best friend. "Roll over."

"Are you going to be this demanding all night?" Johnny inquired with a playful smirk as he grabbed Chet by the hips and rolled over, pulling the other on top of him. "I thought I was the boss here."

Chet sat up onto Johnny's abdomen, pressing his hands against the others chest for balance. "I don't hear you complaining about it." He leaned down and began another passionate kiss. His hands guided themselves to Johnny's horns, holding onto them tightly. "Your pants are still on." He murmured, brushing his lips against Johnny's then bringing them up to peck his nose.

Johnny squeezed Chet's hips then pulled them up, dragging them toward his face. "Come here. I'll get you started while I take them off."

Chet was curious to what Johnny was planning at first but he quickly caught on and scooted up Johnny's chest, reaching for the headboard for support. His breathing elevated and he bit his bottom lip the moment he felt Johnny's breath against his groin. "Mmm,..."

Johnny brushed his open mouth against Chet's member.

"Johnny..." Chet's eye closed and his toes curled inside his socks as Johnny's tongue flicked out and licked the head of his penis. The sudden sensation forced Chet's hips to snap back and a long moan to escape him.

"Don't." Johnny ordered, pushing his hips back down until he was able to wrap his lips around the tip of Chet's member.

"Ah~!" Chet kept still as Johnny massaged his slit with his tongue and removed his pants with his free hands. "Oh, Johnny, oh—that feels so good, boss.."

Once Johnny's pants were off, he caressed Chet's bottom, encouraging his lover to lower himself further.

Chet willingly spread his legs, allowing his hips to drop and his member to slide further into Johnny's hot mouth. "I-If you continue this, Johnny, I don't think I'll last much longer." His back arched in pleasure and he began to pant.

Johnny only made a deep reverberating growl in response and quickened the pace of his sucking.

Chet was sweating now. He felt hot all over. His thighs trembled and his grip onto the headboard tightened.

He was so close...

"Johnny, wait!"