Author's Note: I know this chapter is ridiculously short, but it's short for a reason. When you review this chapter, let me know if you do or do not wish to have a sex scene. If most of the reviewers do, I will finish this chapter. If not, I will just go to the next chapter.
Also, since I just finished my first Darco story, I'm going to be devoting more time to this story. I'm also going to be putting all the ideas I had for a RP (which I am no longer contributing in, due to the weird rationalization they had that they did not like how I wrote Dylan, wtf) I was in, to this story. I have alot of ideas, so there will be much to look forward to!
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.