Ok, thank you to everybody who reviewed. I know, I haven't sent you all a personal message, I've just been so busy with trying to kick my muse's butt, but she seems to still be on strike, but I have managed to convince her to give me one chapter before I give her a weekend break. So here it is, and hopefully after the weekend off she'll be ready to come back to work on monday. if not, I'm seriously firing her and I'll hire a new one...So for now, i hope you enjoy :D

Boarding School Hell

Jumping to a conclusion about what Chris and Holly were doing, Parker stood and stared at the two, "What about Wyatt, and she's 14! You're 18! I can't believe you…! And in my folks room! What the…"

"Whoa!" Chris backed up slightly, holding his hands up in protest, "You thought…me and Holly…no, no, no…God, no!"

"No way!" Holly shook her head, "Hope, she fell asleep, she's in there."

Parker looked at them sceptically at first, until Chris motioned for him to come and look, and sure enough he found his youngest cousin curled up on his mother's bed, wrapped up in a blanket.

"What's going on?" Matthew's voice was heard down the corridor, as his head poked around his doorframe. The older Halliwell looked at his younger brother and then back at Chris, with a sigh. Feeling stupid that he had just thought Wyatt's boyfriend was cheating on him with Holly.

"Nothing," Parker smiled, laughing at his own mistake, "Go back to bed."

"I wasn't in bed, actually," the 11-year-old protested, "I was playing on my x-box."

"Well, go back to that," Parker sighed, and then looked at his watch, "Shouldn't you be going to bed anyway? It's half-eight nearly."

"I'll go to bed when mom says." Matty replied and shut his bedroom door, to which Parker opened it again, and searched the mess of the room for his youngest brother, who was sat on the floor against the bed, a racing game on the screen.

"Mom's not here, it's me and Wyatt looking after you."

"Then I'll go to bed when Chris says, he's the oldest." Parker looked around the door to his brother's lover, smirking, pleading with him to tell him now.

"Tell him fifteen minutes and then I'll be up to check." Chris whispered down the corridor. He was still just outside the room with Hope in it, so dared not to talk too loudly in case he woke her, he was lucky Parker had not just woken her with his shouting.

After Parker relayed the message, the bedroom door was shut and the 16-year-old looked at the brunette.

"You getting practise in before Wyatt becomes a dad?" Parker smirked as he walked to his bedroom door, "You know with Hope and Matty."

"I've always been good with kids," Chris answered with a laugh, "I've just never needed to prove that."

With that Chris and Holly walked back downstairs now to find Hannah sat at the dining table writing something and Wyatt in the living room with Caitlin.

"What's Wy doing?" Holly asked her sister, sitting opposite her. As Chris sat down, deciding to leave the two to talk, he looked over to see Hannah smirking at him and Holly.

"He's just talking to Caitlin," the older twin, who looked so much like her sister it was uncanny. Usually there was something tiny that was different in their features, but not in these two, it was just their personalities, "I don't know what about."

"I do." Chris sighed, rubbing his eyes. He was already tired and it was only half-eight. But maybe he was not tired, maybe it was the stress from the last hour or so, so much going around in his head. Wyatt's ex-girlfriend staying for the night…wait, Wyatt's pregnant ex-girlfriend who hates his guts (Chris' guts that was) staying in the house. He looked at his hands, as they began to tap the table, thinking about what was going to happen tonight. Caitlin wanted him dead, and he knew it, she did not have to say. He knew girls like her. They could be nice on the outside, but it was all fake, inside she wanted to rip him to pieces for taking Wyatt away from her, for 'turning' him. Well, he did turn him, or at least helped to bring out his homosexuality.

As the three sat there, the front door opened. Everybody looked to see Leo walking in, rubbing his eyes slightly.

"Hi Uncle Leo." The twins chorused with sweet, innocent smiles, but Chris knew they were not so sweet, innocent yes, but not so sweet.

"Hi girls," Leo looked at them, confused, "What are you two doing here?"

"Dad had to take Henry to the hospital," Hannah explained, taking the role of lead twin again, "He fell down the stairs doing something stupid. Hope's here too, but in bed."

"I put her in your room, Leo." Chris answered as Leo sat at the table with them.

"Ok," he nodded his head, "What's Caitlin doing over? She finally figured out who's the baby is?"

"She's staying here tonight," Chris replied, earning a look of shock and surprise from the older male, "Something about her parents kicking her out, Piper said she was going to talk to them. Anyway, there's already been a drama over that, but as it turns out she's always known who the father is." Leo just shook his head, he had been at work too long. He had gone before dinner and even though it was only a few hours it still seemed like it had been longer, and he had an early morning shift, the only reason he had managed to get home so early.

"Where is Piper?"

"Out with Prue, Phoebe and Paige," Chris answered, "Oh and Matt's in his room on his X-box…"

"I'll go and tell him bed," Leo stood up with a smile, "Thanks, Chris."

Just as Leo started walking upstairs, Wyatt stepped out of the living room.

"Hi dad, work ok?"

"Don't ask son." Leo shook his head, with a weak smile, and continued up the stairs. Wyatt went straight to Chris and put his head on his shoulder.

"Please tell me this will be over soon."

"Five more months, Wy," Chris whispered soothingly, "But five months at school, away from everybody., except me."

"Good." And Wyatt walked into the kitchen, leaving the Perry confused, so he made his way into the kitchen, following his lover.

"What's up?" he titled his head sideways, while Wyatt poured some orange juice.

"Nothing," Wyatt sighed, "Just thinking what it's going to be like having a pregnant ex-girlfriend around here. I mean, she may be going back home tomorrow, if things can be sorted out, but it's not going to stop her coming over and nagging me is it."

"Well, if she does," Chris smiled, wrapping his arms around the Halliwell's neck, "All you have to do is tell me and we'll steal a few minutes alone and I'll ease some of that stress out."

"You're too good for me." Wyatt shook his head, but wrapped his arms around the brunette's waist anyway.

"I know I am," Chris smirked, "But I love you anyway."

"Don't let me become her lapdog, ok?" Wyatt pleaded using his eyes for emphasis, "I'll know I'll give into her with making her pregnant."

"You can't be her lapdog," Chris smiled, "You're mine remember." After they shared a kiss, Wyatt put his forehead against the Perry's.

"Will we really figure something out?"

"Course we will," Chris nodded, "I love you and I'm not losing you now."

"I love you too."


That night, once Wyatt and Chris had finally got to bed after Henry had picked up his three daughters, Parker had sorted himself out to sleep on the couch, and Caitlin had settled into Parker's room, they laid in the bed, making out heavily. Neither wore anything as they laid in the bed, making it easier for hands to trail around each other's bodies, touching, stroking and teasing.

Wyatt pulled away from his lover, as a thought from earlier on came into his head.

"I know someone who has a little crush on you."

"You only have a little crush on me?" Chris smirked, "I think I'm slightly offended there."

"Not me," Wyatt growled, kissing Chris hard, "I'm in love with you, it's gone way past the crush stage. No, somebody who was in the house tonight."

"Well, I know for a fact it's neither of your brothers," Chris looked at the Halliwell, trying to figure out who it could be, "And it's definitely NOT Caitlin, she hates me. So it's either one of the twins or Hope, and sorry but Hope's in that boys have cooties stage…"

"It's not Hope, she just loves you to bits by the looks of it," Wyatt smiled, "Just not the same way as I love you."

"So it's one of the twins?" Chris asked, with a slightly smile playing on his face, "I think I can guess which on of those two it is."

"Which one?" Wyatt laughed.

"Holly. Bless her."

"Bless her? She's 14, and she has a crush on my boyfriend," Wyatt said, as Chris rolled his green eyes, "I don't want to be in competition with my 14-year-old cousin."

"Don't worry, you're not," Chris said gently go in to kiss Wyatt, but stopped and looked into his eyes, "There's no competition between the two of you, it's Holly…" For a minute, Chris' straight face made Wyatt think, but surely not…then Chris' lips came crashing into his, "Never Wyatt, it's you all the way." As their kissing became more and more passionate, hands were tracing around their bodies again, "I love you, Wyatt." Chris said just before he decided to take the lead and kissed gently, teasingly gently, down the Halliwell's chest, stopping at his nipples to suck and nip on one, while rubbing the other under his thumb, making them both hard and Wyatt moan from the touches.

The Halliwell just laid back, allowing Chris to do things to his body that he was sure were completely new, especially as he felt the brunette's tongue around his naval, licking into it and nipping around it.

"Fuck…Chris…" he managed to breath heavily, as he felt himself getting harder by the second, but Chris was only teasing, kissing and licking at his inner thighs, on his hips, around the shaft, but never once touching his hard-on, making it worse. He ran his hands through Chris' chocolate locks as he moaned throatily, wanting him, almost pleading him to do more.

Chris continued his teasing, licking on his lover's balls, and along the skin between the balls and the shaft, feeling and hearing Wyatt's movements above him, his hips writhing around on the bed, his breather getting deeper and heavier. He kissed back up his lover's body, his own hard member rubbing against Wyatt's as he moved his hips very lightly, feeling them touching, teasing Wyatt to no end.

Finally Wyatt had had as much as he could take and rolled Chris over, pinning his wrists about his head, and kissing him hard, deep and rough. All the Perry could do was moan into the blonde's mouth, as a free hand ran down the side of his body, caressing his milky skin fairly roughly, as Wyatt rubbed his rock hard member against his own.

Reaching onto the nightstand, Wyatt searched for the tub of lube, without breaking from the kissing. Just as he put his hand on it, the tub was knocked off the stand onto the floor. Wyatt groaned as he broke from the kiss and leaned down to find where the tub had gone. Once he found it, he went back to devouring his lover's mouth, as he coated his hand in lube and pushed a finger inside Chris.

Chris' back arched as he felt Wyatt's middle finger probing him, then his hips started to move as he moaned lightly from the feelings of pleasure swimming through his body. Soon Wyatt pushed another two fingers inside of him, causing him to whimper a little louder than before, his hips bucking more as he gripped the sheets as Wyatt began to suck and bite on his nipples. Then Wyatt did something he had never done before and entered a fourth finger in, causing Chris to moan a little too loud as he came straight away, shooting his seed all over his abdomen and chest and Wyatt's too as Wyatt kissed him hard on his mouth to stop his loud moans.

"Oh…God…Wyatt…" Chris said between kisses and breathes, while his lover's fingers were still inside him. The Halliwell kept his fingers inside, feeling the muscle tighten and relax, then tighten and then relax again around him, as he licked his lover's body, licking all the cum off him.

"Enjoy that?" Wyatt finally asked with a mischievous smile on his face, still probing, seeing a look of ecstasy on his lover's face, "I want you on all fours Chris." He whispered, pulling his fingers out and lubing up his aching member, as the Perry got onto all fours, all ready getting hard again as he felt his lover's hard member pushing into him, who's senses dimmed for a second.

Wyatt did not need to wait for long for Chris to adjust to him, there was hardly any pain, so he could push in and out straight away, both hands on Chris' shoulders pulling him back every time he pushed in. Their bodies in rhythm with each other, as their lust grew more and their breathes became more laboured.

Chris gripped the headboard with one hand and guided one of Wyatt's hands to his, once again, aching member before placing it back on the bed, gripping the sheets as the pleasure grew inside him.

Wyatt rubbed his lover's erect member fast, as he pumped harder, causing the Perry to moan a little louder as he hit his prostate with every push.

"Wy…Wy…Wyatt…sl…sl…slow…down…" Chris pleaded, knowing he was going to come again very soon, but Wyatt would not. He continued pumping as fast as he could and as hard as he could, while masturbating the brunette, feeling his own orgasm nearing. All Chris could do was grip what he was holding on to and moan, he lost all ability to think, as Wyatt kept pushing in and out of him, "Oh God…" Chris moaned, "Fu…fuck, Wy…I'm go…go…come…" And Chris did for the second time that night, all over the sheets and Wyatt's hand.

The Halliwell felt Chris' seed covering his hand and his hole tightening around him, but he was still going. He pushed in twice more and then began to suck on Chris' shoulder to muffle his need to moan loudly, which would have probably woken everybody up in the house. He blasted his seed inside his lover, as he came painfully.

Chris collapsed on his bed, as he felt his blonde haired lover collapsing on top of him, and he laid there panting, Wyatt still inside him on top of him.

"You ok?" He asked laughing, as he just received a moan.

Wyatt finally pulled out of Chris and rolled on to his back, watching the brunette as he pushed himself up on his elbows, smirking at him.

"What's that look for?" the Halliwell asked, now rolling onto his side. Chris simply laid on his own back and laughed, "What?"

"Nothing." Chris shook his head, and then felt the younger teen scoot across the bed to lay his head on his chest. As Wyatt's arm laid across his abdomen, he moved one of his arms to stroke it gently.

"Chris?" But the Perry just kissed the top of Wyatt's blonde head.

"Just go to sleep."

Now Wyatt was really confused, so sat up just enough to be able to look into Chris' green eyes.

"What is it?"

"Nothing, ok!" Chris laughed, "Just lay back down will you."

"What were you laughing at?"

"I wasn't laughing, I was smirking." The 18-year-old pointed out.

"Ok, what were you smirking at then?" Chris just simply looked into Wyatt's baby blue eyes and entwined their fingers.

"Just at how you were then," Chris finally answered, in a sort of whisper, "That's all,"

Wyatt shook his head and put it back on Chris' chest, "I told you it was nothing." While they laid there, Wyatt falling asleep on his lover's head, Chris was in the land of thoughts.

"Wyatt…?" He whispered, questioning to find out whether the 17-year-old was still awake.

"Yeah?" Wyatt replied, sleepily.

"I've just had a thought…"

"Not always the best thing for you." Wyatt replied, almost as if it was a default thing to say, considering he was so exhausted he could not think of anything at this moment in time.

"No, really," Chris smirked with a roll of his eyes at his lover's attempt at sarcasm, "About the baby."

"What about it?" Wyatt's eyes were now open, as he heard Chris talk. What was the 18-year-old going to suggest? It almost scared him as he wondered.

"We should raise it," the Halliwell looked up, shocked and confusion all over his face, "I mean, you said Cait's in the same grade as Parker right? And you want to go to college…"

"Chris…what are you getting at?"

"I never wanted to go to college," Chris simply stated, "I could work, you could go to college and we could raise the baby."

"That would be a great idea, Chris," Wyatt nodded, keeping a straight face, "If Caitlin would ever agree to that. She hates you, remember? She'll hate the fact that you're near it, let alone raising it. And where are we gonna live? What will we do with the baby while we're both out…"

"Ok, there's some little things I haven't thought of," Chris agreed, "But it was a thought you know. We can't completely throw it out of the window yet."

Wyatt looked into his lover's eyes, just to see how serious he was about it. He was willing to help him raise a child that was not his, that he would have no link to. Suddenly it hit Wyatt how much Chris loved him, considering he was going to give up his life for him. Frowning, Wyatt laid back on his side, and propped his head up with his hand.

"You mean it, don't you?"

"What?"

"Us raising the baby?"

Chris nodded his head, now turning onto his side, mimicking Wyatt and running his spare hand up Wyatt's side.

"Course I mean it," he finally sighed, "I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it. I wouldn't have even thought about it."

"Do you have any idea how much I love you?"

"I think you showed that about ten minutes ago." Chris replied with a wink, as he kissed the blonde, "And I love you that much too."

Wyatt smiled as he kisses his lover back before pushing him back on his back and resting his head on his chest as before, feeling himself drift off to sleep.

Chris remained away for about fifteen minutes after he knew Wyatt had fallen asleep, thinking about whether it would work, whether he could make his boyfriend's ex-girlfriend see sense in the two of them looking after the baby, but that would have to be Wyatt's job. At least he came up with one solution, that was enough for the night.


Sorry if there are any mistakes, I finished this at 3am and figured it's more important to get it up for you all, since I won't be able to after 9am today and 5pm Sunday evening. Have a good weekend, and please leave me a review to let me know if work with an on-strike muse is any good. :D