A/N: I promised when citygal509 got her chapter up, I'd put mine up. Well, she hasn't yet but here's mine. This is for you, Lucy. Happy Birthday!
Spider-man-fan: Thanks and considering cappuccino is a daily staple of my diet, I understand and love the comparison.
AngelsDon'tSleepHere: Marco's finally getting action again…couldn't keep him celibate too long…it's not fair. Thanks Carrie…great new story btw.
Lizzy: Braden's a great character. British guys are hot, well some of them. That accent…whoa…I digress. You'll be seeing Chad again, no worries. Chad's all mine, he is actually a friend of mine that I love dearly and popped into my head while writing the first story. He just seemed to fit. All the "added" characters are based loosely on people I know.
Adamo4me: Okay now tell me how you really feel! LOL!
OCDegrassi: It's only been 3 days in between updates. I can't update everyday or I'd never get any reviews.
McCurdy: Paige can't fix everything. She can plant seeds of doubt though…
Raven4darkness: You asked for more detail, well you got it. I can't go too far though, don't wanna get kicked off. If you want more, email me. I wrote an explicit story for a friend and still have it. M/D centric with friends.
Crystal: Good to see I didn't lose you. Thanks for the nice review.
ReRe04: It sucks to find out you aren't compatible with someone because of the physical side of the relationship but it happens.
Citygal509: Lucy, your world is crashing into mine again. We've got to stop that…haha. All will work out in the end…but until then, I wanna see just how evil I can be.
Kate: I just can't even begin to tell you what your reviews mean to me. I love them and you. It was supposed to be funny on some level, Braden and Marco not clicking. The whole anticipation thing and then nothing. Of course Chad's the greatest, he's mine! I can do whatever I want with him, he has no boundaries. Dylan felt responsible for the break up and wanted his coach to hear it from him. He also wanted to portray that things on the ice wouldn't change just because it didn't work between them.
Chapter Ten
Marco smiled slightly while he leafed through his calendar. He couldn't believe that August and September had flown by so quickly. I guess when you've got as much drama going on as I had those months, they either drag on for decades or pass quicker than a New York minute. I'm rather glad they did pass quickly.
October, Marco hoped may prove to be a bit more promising than the prior two. So far the first two weeks had proven to be dull. It consisted of classes, studying and a few more dates with Braden. They'd only ended up intimate a few more times since the first time in early September. It was still awkward and fumbling, at best.
He'd talked to Ellie about it, which provided more humor for her.
"Hey El. I miss you. I slept with someone else."
"You did what?" asked Ellie.
"I slept with Braden. It was bad," said Marco.
Ellie started laughing but tried to hide it. "I'm so sorry."
"No you aren't. I can hear you laughing at me."
"I'm sorry for laughing but it's just too much. You try someone else out and it doesn't work. This is the making of some twisted Cinderella story where you and wonder boy get back together in the end." Ellie explained when she calmed down.
"You are enjoying this aren't you?"
"Immensely. I can't believe you aren't here this year."
"I know. Look, I've got to go. Got class soon."
"Call me again, soon. You can't forget your friends just because you're getting some again."
"Real funny, Ms. Nash. Love you," said Marco hanging up the phone.
Marco had a date with Braden on Thursday after their classes. He went home to prepare himself for his date. The phone rang during his dressing.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Mama."
"Things are good here. How's everything there?"
"Rosa's coming for Christmas…yeah, she told me. I might just stay here."
"I'll be careful. Tell Papa I love him. Love you too."
Marco hung up the phone. He didn't want to think about the holidays yet. It was just too depressing.
Braden picked him up promptly at 5. He looked dashing in his jeans and turtleneck.
"You look good." Marco stated as he let him in the door.
Braden smiled, "You look ravishing yourself."
Marco laughed lightly as they headed back out the door.
Despite what Marco had promised himself, he ended up back in bed with Braden at the end of the evening.
They were lying there afterwards, talking when Braden's phone rang on the table next to him.
He looked at the caller id before answering it. "Hello?"
Marco sat up against the headboard and watched Braden.
"When? Okay I'll be there as soon as possible. Give me a few days to wrap things up here and talk to the Dean." Braden finished his call and set the phone back down.
Marco arched a brow at him in question.
Braden smiled tensely, "That was Mum. I've got return home very soon. Seems that Dad had a heart attack this morning and it doesn't look good."
Marco gasped, "I'm so sorry. Is there anything I can do?"
Braden shook his head, "No. I've got to go though. I need to pack and try and get my professors notified."
Marco nodded his agreement. He got up and threw on a pair of pants and watched as Braden got redressed.
They walked to the door and Marco hugged him. "Call when you can and let me know what's going on."
Braden hugged him back, "Do me a favor…"
Marco leaned back and looked at him questioningly, "What?"
"Don't wait for me. Date other people but keep me in your mind. I'll call and let you know what's going on as soon as I know." Braden said, a little fearfully.
Marco gave him a brief smile, "You knew as well as I did that this wasn't going to work, huh?"
Braden nodded, "Yeah, things aren't flowing smoothly in bed are they?"
Marco laughed at the light hearted take on their situation, "No but when you come back maybe we can give it another try."
Braden nodded again and placed a gentle kiss on Marco's lips.
Marco returned the kiss but firmer.
Braden left and Marco went back to bed.
Marco spent the weekend alone. He didn't want to face any of his friends. He just needed to adjust to being single again.
Monday morning was bright but crisp. The leaves were changing and the temperature dropping. Marco attended James' class as usual.
He took notes, paid attention, and remained relatively silent. Both James and Dylan noticed the difference in the young man. So much so, Dylan put his hand on Marco's arm when the class was dismissed.
James watched the two with interest after all the other students had exited his room.
"What's wrong, Marco?" asked Dylan.
Marco shrugged and shook his head, "Nothing really."
James walked over to them, "You didn't make a comment all class period, are you sure you're okay?"
Marco nodded, "I'll be fine. Things are a little up in the air right now."
Dylan watched him closely, "We still studying tonight?"
Marco smiled, "Yes, I've got a meeting with Scott at 4 and you're supposed to come over at six."
Dylan nodded, "That was the plan."
Marco finished his day and went home to wait for Scott. Scott was a little early but Marco didn't seem to mind.
Scott was sitting at the kitchen table watching Marco fiddle with a towel, "Are you okay?"
Marco threw the towel down in aggravation, "Ugh…why does everyone keep asking me that?"
Scott looked scared for a minute, "Because you seem, I don't know…distracted. You aren't acting like yourself at all. Care to talk?"
Marco dropped his head in defeat, "Not really."
Scott nodded and looked at Marco with concern, "I understand but I'm here if you need me."
Marco raised his chin and smiled slightly at Scott. "Thanks but what I need now is to study. We've got a test tomorrow."
Scott smiled at Marco as he opened his book, "You know you'll pass, I however need all the help I can get."
Marco pushed Scott lightly, "Come on, let's go to the living room. These chairs are too hard."
Scott followed Marco and sat down next to him on the couch. Marco was pointing something out in the book but Scott was distracted. He couldn't help but the vulnerability that seemed to appear overnight in Marco's eyes.
Marco helped Scott study, or so he thought, until quarter of six. Dylan was due to arrive and Marco knew Scott still didn't understand mixing chemicals any more than when he walked in the door.
"Scott, what's got you so distracted? We've just wasted almost two hours. You need to know this for tomorrow. What can I do to make you pay attention?" asked Marco, with frustration.
Scott turned and looked at Marco, "You are what's distracting me. I can't help but want to make that look that's in your eyes go away. I want to kiss you senseless so you don't have to think about whatever it is that is making you sad."
Marco looked shocked at Scotts blatant admission, "What? How? Huh?" Marco stuttered.
Scott smiled, "You're a great guy, Marco, and I hate to see you like this. I want to erase it."
Marco was taken aback by the confession. He sat there staring at Scott for what seemed like forever. He leaned over and kissed Scott gently on the lips.
When Marco went to pull back, Scott wrapped a hand around the back of his neck and held him in place.
Marco helped deepen the kiss by tilting his head and wrapping his arms around Scott's neck. It felt good to know he still had something good with someone else. It didn't feel awkward or stilted, it just felt hot.
Dylan had chosen that moment to enter the room. He saw Marco kissing Scott and turned around and walked back out the door.
Dylan knocked on the door this time before entering. He was somewhat relieved to see the kiss had ended and the boys were sitting on opposite ends of the couch breathing heavily.
"What's up guys?" asked Dylan.
Marco shook his head, "Nothing, you?"
Dylan laughed, "Not yet but we can work on it…"
Marco realized what he said a few seconds too late. Scott laughed and shook his head, Marco turned red. Dylan sat in the chair across the room from them. "Are we studying, Marco?"
Marco nodded, "Yeah but Scott needs to stay too. He hasn't grasped the concepts yet."
Dylan muttered under his breath, "Yeah but he seems to be grasping something else."
Scott turned and looked at him, "What did you say?"
"You never had problems grasping things before…" answered Dylan smoothly.
Scott's jaw hit the ground and Marco laughed behind his hand.
The three settled in on the floor around the coffee table. A Calculus book on one side and a Chemistry book on the other side of Marco. A boy flanking each side as well. Marco felt a little closed in by the tensions radiating off the other two.
After about twenty minutes, the phone rang. Marco jumped off the floor to answer it.
"Hello?"
"Hey Braden."
Scott was eyeing Dylan warily and smiled, "I saw you walk in earlier."
"With your tongue down my boyfriend's throat, are you sure?" asked Dylan snidely.
Scott's eyebrows shot up, "Your boyfriend? I thought he was an ex. I don't think Marco would kiss me if he were dating you again."
They heard who he was talking to and Scott smiled tersely, "And our interesting little triangle just became a square."
Dylan smiled slightly, it was kinda funny. "We'll see who comes out on top."
Then something caught the boys' attention and they tuned into Marco's side of the conversation again.
"No, I understand. I know. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. Yes, now I hope he gets better. Good luck. Yes, I know. Call me let me know you're okay. Yeah, I'll think about it. You too. Goodnight."
Marco hung up the phone and turned to look at the other two in the room.
Dylan was the one who spoke, "What's with Braden?"
Marco shrugged, "Guess you'll find out soon enough. Braden's in Ireland. His father had a heart attack. He's going to be staying for a while."
Dylan got up and wrapped his arms around Marco, "I'm so sorry. You gonna be okay?"
Marco nodded against Dylan's warm chest. "Yeah, I'll be fine. When I go home in a few months I might go to Ireland too, if he's not back yet."
Scott appeared to be a little jealous of the fact that holding Marco came so naturally for Dylan. He saw the pictures, the love that was shared between them and couldn't help being envious.
Dylan noticed Scott was staring intently as he held Marco. He also saw some jealousy lurking beneath the hazel eyes. Secretly, Dylan was oddly proud of himself.
Marco pushed Dylan away, "I'll be fine. I've survived worse."
Dylan looked down at the floor, "Yeah, and on that note I think I need to go. I'll see you tomorrow to finish our paper, right?"
Marco nodded, "Yeah, you going too?" asked Marco, looking at Scott.
Scott shook his head, "Not yet. I still don't get the whole mole multiplication thing."
Marco smiled, "Do me a favor, don't become premed."
Dylan laughed as he headed toward the front door. He turned and smiled slightly to Scott, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do…"
Scott smiled back sardonically, "That doesn't leave much does it?"
Marco looked between the two like he was missing something. It might be something better left unsaid though.
Marco watched Dylan walk to his car before turning back to Scott. He smiled uneasily as he crossed the room to sit next to him.
"I really didn't need any more help," admitted Scott.
Marco decided to play into Scott's little game, "What did you stay for?"
Scott smiled, "You…"
"Me?" inquired Marco. "Why me?"
"I wanted to see where your earlier kiss would've gone if Dylan hadn't knocked." Scott said easily.
Marco's eyebrows shot up in interest, "That sounds promising." Marco edged closer to Scott.
Scott
edged closer to Marco and placed a hand on his shoulder, drawing him
even closer.
Marco willing let himself be drawn into Scott's
arms. He let Scott kiss him before taking control.
Scott was pleasantly surprised to feel Marco's tongue enter his mouth. He felt himself being pushed into a prone position on the couch.
Marco felt Scott's hands running over his back and down to his ass.
It was moving extremely quick but for some reason neither wanted to stop it. Quite possibly it was all of the hormones raging between the two.
Marco managed to slip his hands under Scott's sweatshirt. He ran his fingernails down Scott's sides and over his chest. His kisses ran over Scott's jaw to his ear. He nibbled gently on his ear.
Scott groaned, "Feels good…"
Marco nipped lightly on Scott's neck and smiled against his neck. He soothed the area he bit with his tongue.
Scott pushed Marco's shirt up.
Marco straddled Scott's thighs and sat up. He pulled off the shirt, "Is that what you were trying to do?"
Scott chuckled, "Yeah, now get back down here."
Marco shook his head, "No, you come up here."
Marco watched as Scott sat up and stopped him before he could start anything. He removed Scott's sweatshirt, "Alls fair right?"
Scott nodded, "Shirtless is good, pantless is better…"
Marco laughed, and lost his balance. He steadied himself with a hand directly in Scott's lap. "Yeah, I tend to agree."
Scott moaned loudly as Marco's grip got firmer, "Either you need to stop this or we need to get further undressed."
Marco slid off Scott's lap and walked down the hall. He turned and looked at Scott still sitting on the couch, "Are you coming?"
Scott stood up, "Not yet but I plan to."
Marco laughed and walked into his bedroom.
Scott felt like he'd just won the lottery when he entered Marco's room. He was lying on top of the covers completely naked. "That's a great thing to see."
Marco smiled, "Your turn."
Scott stripped while Marco watched intently. He started laughing hysterically when Scott joined him on the bed.
Scott arched an eyebrow, "This isn't the usual response I get when I get undressed."
Marco gasped, "No, you're impressive. It just hit me that I'm about to sleep with you."
Scott looked confused for a minute then it hit him too, "The whole Dylan factor."
Marco nodded, "Yeah but Dylan's not someone I want to think about right now."
"Who do you want to think about?" inquired Scott slyly.
Marco shook his head and kissed Scott fiercely.
Hands roamed, bodies were aligned. Protection was slid into place in a moment of clarity.
Marco groaned as he felt Scott slide into him. It was a tight fit but one Marco was enjoying, immensely.
Scott had an easy rhythm going when he leaned down to kiss Marco lightly on the lips.
Marco deepened the kiss as he allowed his hands to roam freely over Scott's rippling hard body.
Scott leaned back far enough to grip Marco tightly in his hand. He was getting close to climaxing and wanted Marco right there with him. He stroked him gently but firmly, making Marco moan in pleasure.
Marco felt Scott pulsate inside of him. Which caused him to erupt as well.
Scott collapsed on top of Marco, panting. He slid to the side of him and placed a chaste kiss on Marco's lips.
Marco smiled, "That was good." He slid out of bed to grab a wash cloth and towel.
Scott watched as Marco slid back into bed. "You are amazing."
Marco handed Scott the towel and smiled, "Not so bad yourself."
After Scott finished cleaning up, Marco curled into his side and rested his head on his chest. He placed a kiss on his pec and stared off into space for a minute.
Scott stroked his hair, "You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm great. Just thinking…" Marco said absently.
"About Dylan?" inquired Scott.
"Yeah."
"How awkward this is going to be for him?"
"How awkward it already is just between us?"
"Yeah, that too."
"This isn't the usual conversations I have after sex." Marco said with a laugh.
Scott laughed, "Yeah, this is a first for me too. So let's just put the icing on the cake for this. You miss Dylan, don't you?"
Marco changed his position to look at Scott, "Why would you say that?"
"As an outsider, the sparks that still fly between you two could singe." Scott said.
"I hoped when I moved here we'd be together again but he was with you, I found Braden and now I'm in bed with you. Ellie's not going to believe this." Marco stated.
"Who's Ellie and what does she have to do with this? Dylan still loves you. It killed him to see you with Braden." Scott replied.
"Ellie's my best friend. She knows all. I just don't know." Marco said.
Scott stroked a hand down the younger boy's back, "This is fun. We should do it again but let's remain as friends. The last thing you need is someone else messing things up for you."
Marco furrowed his eyebrows together, "You want me, but only as a friend…with benefits."
Scott nodded and Marco smiled, "That sounds perfect to me right now."
Scott spent the night and they continued to explore their friendship.
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