Title - Study Date

Rating - T (may change to M)

Based off the prompt: Imagine your OTP studying together, and for every question answered right, somebody has to take off a piece of clothing.


"How can you say you don't care?!"

"I just don't." Pete replies to a frantic Mike blandly. "School's not worth my time, anyway."

"But Pete, you have to study." Mike says in a pleading tone. "The principle told you that, if you don't at least pass at least half of your finals this year, there's no possible way that you'll be able to graduate with the rest of your class!"

"Like I ever gave two shits about graduating." Pete scoffs. "It's not as if I'm going to be anything important anyway. Now either stop acting like my tutor and more like my lover, of I'm kicking you out."

Mike frowns at the others reply.

The fake vampire had been trying to get his gothic lover to study ever since the Principle alerted him to Pete's poor grades (which was due to a lack of effort; not intelligence), but non of what he had tried seemed to be working. The motivation method only made Pete resist more, the reveres-psychology tactic didn't seem to faze the other, and last resort begging seemed to be failing. The Goth just truly didn't care about his scholastics.

Mike thought about just calling it quits when...an idea suddenly came to him.

"Hm...alright then." The fake vamp agrees.

Pete smirks devilishly at this, and begins to crawl over to other on the other end of the couch. He then captures Mike into a deep kiss, but after a moment of making-out, the other suddenly pulls away.

"Of course...if you wanna get lucky...we're going to have to study a little first." Mike whispers into the Goth's ear as a teasing smirk finds it's way onto his face.

Pete in turn gets sneers before mumbling, "Fucking tease." The shorter of the two then shoves himself away from the fake vamp, gets back into a sitting position on the other end of the couch. Pete then glares at the other before asking, "So what idiotic method of studying are you going to try today?"

"Oh, you'll see." Mike reassures with a slight smirk. He then reaches over to the coffee table, grabs the first book he feels, and brings it to his lap. "Okay, first subject is...World History."

"Whatever." Pete groans; slumping against the back of the couch.

Mike then opens the book to a random page and after a moment asks, "Okay, in what year did Iran, Iraq, Kuwait, and Saudi Arabia join with Venezuela to form OPEC?

"1960." Pete replies dryly.

"That's right." Mike beamed. The taller of the two then then suddenly sets the book on the vacant cushion, and did something the Goth wasn't expecting.

...he began to slip off his shirt.

"What the hell are you doing?" Pete asks as the fake vampire tosses the fabric onto the coffee table.

"Giving you a taste of the game." Mike, who now bare-cheated, explains with a smile. "It's something Lance told me he plays with Bloodrayne when they need to study. You see, they go through all the review questions, and whenever one of them answers a question right; the asker has to remove a piece of clothing. In a sense, it's kind of like strip poker."

"And if they'd get the question wrong?" Pete inquires.

Mike feels his lips curl into a smirk once more before responding, "Then the one who answered would have to remove an article of clothing. It's really simple to play. Do you wanna try it?"

"Ugh...fine." Pete begrudgingly agrees. "But when I get you naked; we're stopping the game and fucking."

Mike felt his cheeks grow hot with a blush.

"I really wish you'd stop calling it that...but sure." Mike says. He then regains his composure, and brings the book back into his lap, and smiles. "Alright, let's move onto the next question, shall we?"

Pete gives a disinterested nod, but on the inside, he was excited to start playing the unique study game - fully intending on getting the taller boy naked quickly.

The two then spend the next hour reviewing. They finished up with World History before going into Economics, then moved onto Chemistry, continued with Geometry followed by Spanish 3, and finished off with Ethnic Literature. As for who lost their clothing first, when all was said and done; both boys were stripped down to their boxers.

"I must say Pete; you did very well." The fake vamp compliments. "Aside from your slight trouble in Chemistry and Economy; I don't see you not passing your finals."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm a genius." Pete says dismissively . "Although, there is one more thing I want to study with you."

"Oh? What's that?" Mike asks - a bit surprised.

The Goth then suddenly pins the taller teen to the couch and smirks before responding, "I was thinking I could give you a private lesson on anatomy. Say, in your room with the lights off, and door locked."

Mike blushes fiercely but manages to reply, "I suppose you have earned it."

"Damn right I did." Pete says.

The two then stopped any more talking with making-out, and hurried upstairs to Mike's room - where, in minutes, a whole other noise entirely will soon be heard.