Warning: In case you didn't already guess, this chapter contains a lemon. Just a warning to the sensitive.

It was almost midnight. The celebration was still at it's peak. People were dancing in the street, laughing, drinking, especially drinking. Lee obviously joined in on the fun. It took a little while for Raphael to join, but he did too. He hasn't really relaxed in a while since what had happened to him. The two men were partying amongst the crowd, getting intoxicated on all of the booze. Being from France, Raphael would think he would get use to suck alcohol consumption; wine was part of his diet, but he was gulping them down too quick. Lee on the other hand was surprising use to this sort of drinking activity. He wasn't as smashed as Raphael was. Still, even with all of the partying, Raphael tried to still keep his distance from Lee.

After a while, Raphael and Lee decided to go back to their hotel. Raphael walked up the stairs in a zigzag pattern with Lee next to him, almost knocking Lee over. They finally walked to their room. After two attempts, Raphael finally opened the door and immediately fell on the bed. Lee found that moment to sit on Raphael's back.

"That was some hard partying," Lee said in a drunk voice.

"Lee...get the hell off me..." Raphael said in an angry, slurred voice.

"Why? You know this is my bed right?" Lee said, giggling in a drunken intonation. Raphael got up quickly, forcing Lee off of his back. He fell with a thud.

"I told you...to get of me...you fuckin' queer..." Raphael garbled. He rarely cursed like that unless he was drunk. Lee got back up clumsily.

"Don't call me a queer!" Lee said, walking to his bed. Raphael was ready to open the door and walk out of the room. Lee pulled back the covers and slowly curled up under the sheets.

"Don't you want to kiss me goodnight?" Lee said smiling. Raphael turned around and stared at him. He wasn't sure if it was the drunken haze or if it was him, but he turned and walked towards Lee.

"I don't want to kiss you," Raphael said. Lee grabbed him around his shoulders since he was kneeled down anyway.

"Please?" Lee asked. Raphael suddenly pressed his lips against his. A soft moan escaped Lee's lips. Raphael slowly crawled onto the bed, on top of Lee. His hands wondered down the side of Lee's body. Lee ran his hands through the blonde's hair. Raphael still was aware of what was going on around him even if he was drunk. He opened his eyes and quickly pulled away from Lee.

"What's wrong?" Lee asked stupidly. Raphael cleared his throat, turned around, and quickly walked out of the room. Lee sat up on the bed, watching him leave, sighing to himself. He really wished Raphael would stop teasing him like this.

Raphael was standing on the balcony looking down at the lively town. He dropped his head and sighed. He was trying to think straight through his drunk and confused haze. All his life, Raphael was confused. He had found himself every now and then being attracted to people of the same sex, but was always told by his family of how sinful homosexuality was. He did love women, no doubt, and has had flings with several, but could never find the courage to fornicate with another man because of his upbringing. His family was catholic. Homosexuality was against God. Not only against God, but was highly unaccepted by society. He was scared of just opening up. He was scared of becoming a social outcast, being an exile. He was already practically thrown out by his family; he didn't need to be unaccepted anymore. But then again, he was tired of holding back from Lee. He wanted Lee, even if he tried to hide it underneath the mask he made. Under all the hateful glances, the yelling, and the avoidance, he wanted him. It was time that he let Lee know. He turned around and walked back into the room, his heart pounding in his chest.

Raphael walked back into the room. He saw Lee lying back on his bed, sighing. He obviously was still upset about earlier. He felt a little bad about his quick reaction to his kiss. He wanted to say something to make him feel better first.

"Lee..." he said. Lee picked his head up and turned to Raphael. Raphael walked to the white haired man. He stared him down a bit. He was so adorable in that pathetic state.

"You're not mad about earlier anymore?" Lee asked softly. At that moment, Raphael knelt down wrapped his arms around him and kissed him. Lee was confused at first, then he began not to even care anymore. He wrapped his arms around Raphael's shoulders. He slid his tongue into Lee's mouth.

Raphael pulled the covers over the both of them slowly. He deepened his kiss. His hands began to wonder into his shirt. Lee gasped as Raphael slowly kissed on his neck. Raphael's passion began to grow hotter and hotter. He wanted him...badly. He finally stopped his kiss and looked into Lee's hazel eyes.

"Take off your shirt," he said. Lee obeyed and slipped his shirt over his head. Lee came back up and kissed Raphael. He ran his hand down his back. Raphael slowly pushed him back down. He began to slip his hands down Lee's rippling abs. Lee trembled with excitement. Raphael's hands stopped at his lower stomach, teasing Lee.

"Please...lower," Lee begged. Raphael smirked as he saw a poke in Lee's pants.

"I wouldn't let it be that easy," he said. He came back up to eyelevel with Lee and kissed him. He grabbed him close and flipped him over. Lee was on top. He began to eagerly unbutton Raphael's shirt. He saw his bare chest. He began to kiss and lick on his chest and suck the nipple. Raphael sighed with enjoyment.

He took off Raphael pants slowly. Lee looked back up at Raphael. His face was deep red, obviously because of the longing, and partly because he was very unsure of what to really do. Lee looked back down at his hardness. He wrapped his fingers around the base and began to slowly move his fingers upward. He began to kiss and suck on the head, and eventually slipped the whole thing into his mouth, sliding his tongue around it in his mouth. Raphael moaned with ecstasy.

"Lee..." he sighed, his eyes rolling back and shutting from the unbelievable feelings going through him. He really loved how Lee moved his tongue around. It was better than what a woman could do. Lee suddenly stopped, leaving Raphael longing for more. He wanted to make sure he didn't climax before any action happened. Lee traveled back up his body with his tongue. Raphael slightly giggled to the ticklish sensation of his lips and tongue. His lips met with his once again. The two men began to sit back up again, there lips still touching. Raphael grabbed against Lee's butt. Lee moaned softly. Raphael couldn't take anymore. He turned his lover around, his back facing him, and began to kiss on his neck.

"Oh Raphael..." Lee said. He slipped his hands down Lee's pants. Lee moaned louder. Raphael pulled down his pants, letting Lee's bare ass show. He moved in closer to the point where his stomach was pressed against Lee's back.

"Please...be gentle..." Lee said. Raphael smiled mischievously. From how horny he was, he wasn't planning to be gentle at all.

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