Warning! Mild rated M content!

It had been two days since Ross's eighteenth birthday party and it was now the morning of New Year's Eve. The Twitter hate had finally stopped, which relieved Ratliff.

Today was the day that Ratliff was moving out of the Lynch's house and moving into his new apartment.

"So today's the bid day, eh, Ratliff," Rydel reminded at the table while Stormie was feeding everyone breakfast. "Yup," Ratliff responded before taking a sip of his orange juice.

Ross was both excited and disappointed that Ratliff was moving out. He was excited because he doesn't have to wait until he and Ratliff are home alone to have a heated make-out session anymore, but he's disappointed because he has to drive down the street to see Ratliff whenever he wants and he can't just go down into the basement to cuddle with Ratliff when he can't sleep at night.

"Well, that's the last of it," Ratliff said as he finished packing the moving truck with his heavy furniture. He turned to face the Lynch's. "Thanks for taking me in when I was evicted," Ratliff thanked. "You're welcome, Ratliff. You're like another son to us. And it was very unfair for your parents to kick you out just because you admitted you were gay and you were dating Ross," Stormie explained. Ratliff smiled before hugging Stormie. Stormie smiled as she hugged him back.

The truck driver beeped, breaking the hug up. "Well, I gotta go," Ratliff said before thanking them one more time. As he turned to his car, Ross stopped him. "Can I go, too?" Ross asked. Ratliff turned back to Ross. "You wanna help me unpack on New Year's Eve?" Ratliff asked surprised. Usually, Ross likes to go to big New Year's Eve parties. Ross nodded. "Sure," Ratliff said as he opened the passenger door for Ross.

"See you later," Ross said to his family before sliding into the passenger seat. Ratliff walked around his car and slid into the driver's seat and followed the moving truck to his new apartment.

"So Ross, why'd you wanna come with me? You usually love to go to those big blowouts on New Year's Eve," Ratliff asked criously. "I wanted to spend my New Year with you. And last year's party was very.. Awkward.." Ross explained. "How so?" Ratliff asked.

"Well some couples started going into closets to.. You know.. Have sex. And they were all so loud. I could hear them over the music," Ross explained. "Oh," Ratliff said awkwardly. "And.. Don't tell my mom and dad this, but I was kind of drunk, and a random girl was really drunk. And she took me into a closet and.. Started to strip me down to have sex with me," Ross admitted. "WHAT?!" Ratliff yelled. "Relax! Even though I was drunk, I still had some sense to tell the girl off. I got dressed and left as soon as I could. And thank God I walked to the party because there was no way I was driving myself home," Ross explained.

"Well at least you had the sense to do the right thing," Ratliff said. "You're the only other person that knows, please don't tell my mom and dad," Ross begged. "Don't worry, I won't say a thing," Ratliff assured. Ross sighed of relief.

The sun had set and it was ten-thirty at night. "Finally done," Ratliff panted as he stood up from making his bed. "Did the cable guy come yet?" Ross asked. "Yeah, he came last night. We have everything," Ratliff explained. "Lets watch the New Year's Eve show!" Ross said before running to Ratliff's couch.

Ratliff joined Ross on the couch and turned on his TV. They began to watch "Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve".

Gently, Ratliff rested his head on Ross's shoulder. Usually, it felt normal that Ratliff cuddled next to Ross, but this time, it felt different. Ross was more tense. He felt a certain erection when they touched. His whole body felt a large spark. His palms were becoming sweaty and he was finding it hard to talk. The most noticeable change was that Ross suddenly felt his jeans become tighter. Once his jeans tightened, he knew why he felt this way.

He was ready to take his love to the next level.

"Ross, you okay?" Ratliff asked. Ross nodded. He grabbed a blanket and put it over himself to hide his tightened jeans. He was going to wait until midnight to tell Ratliff that he's ready. "Fine," Ross said hoarsely. "You want some water?" Ratliff asked. Ross nodded. Ratliff got off of the couch and got Ross and himself a water bottle.

"Here," Ratliff said as he handed Ross a water bottle. "Thanks," Ross smiled before taking a large gulp of it. Ratliff then cuddled with Ross, which only made Ross's temptation worse.

I can wait until midnight, Ross told himself over and over in his head. Ratliff scooted closer to Ross so he could be more comfortable. I can w- Oh good God Ratliff just get in bed with me! Ross pleaded in his mind. He didn't care if it sounded extremely dirty. He's been dating Ratliff long enough to want what he wants.

"Three! Two! One! HAPPY NEW YEAR!" The people on the TV yelled. Before Ross could say anything, Ratliff cut him off by kissing him roughly. Ross rolled his eyes back in pleasure. He was getting excited.

"Ross.. Next time you want to do it, just tell me right away," Ratliff moaned in between kisses. Ratliff began to suck down Ross's neck. "I was going to wait.. Until midnight.. That way it'd.. Be more romantic," Ross gasped. he kept loosing his train of thought. Ratliff's sucking was truly amazing.

"Faster!" Ross moaned as Ratliff thrusted himself against Ross. Ratliff did as he was told. Ross was so happy he was finally doing what he only dreamed of. He sometimes got a strange desire to do it with Ratliff, but he would always have to remind himself that there were other people home. Now it's just him and Ratliff.

Ratliff could read Ross's mind. He knew that Ross was going to say he wanted it harder. Ratliff thrusted at the same speed, but went in harder.

Ross could feel that he was about to flow. "Ratliff, I.. I'm gonna.." Ross panted. He was trying his hardest to hold it until Ratliff's crotch was out of the way. Ratliff honestly didn't care if Ross's juices got on him.

"Just let it out," Ratliff whispered in Ross's ear. Ross gasped as he let it flow. Ratliff grinned. Ratliff thrusted even harder, which only made Ross flow longer.

After Ross finally gained control, he flipped Ratliff over and immediately slammed into Ratliff. Ratliff gasped in pleasure.

After spending the first five hours of 2014 rolling around on the bed and moaning out each other's names in pleasure, they finally reached their climax.

So sorry the sex scene came out like shit. Every one-shot request so far has been rated M and I started typing this even before Ross's actual birthday. So I'm kind of over sex chapters.. But I'll still write the. For one-shots or if someone wants me to write one for a chapter in my regular stories..

Please review! :)