Omg this chapter actually contains drama! Not just fluff! What has the world come to? And I just want to thank everyone who has reviewed!

Mark sighed and snuggled himself closer to Roger. He opened his eyes just barely to see that it was already light out. He used his elbow to prop himself up so he could get a better look at the clock. The filmmaker closed his eyes and laid back down, how the hell it was already one in the afternoon he wasn't sure. All he knew was he never wanted to get up laying in Rogers embrace was just too amazing.

Roger opened his eyes and kissed Mark lightly on the forehead. "Morning baby."

"More like afternoon." Mark smiled returning the kiss.

"Can we just lay here all day?" Roger asked wrapping his arms tighter around Mark.

"We can do whatever you want babe." Mark sighed leaning in and placing a lingering kiss on Rogers's soft lips.

"Really" Roger said coyly raising an eyebrow. "In that case…" Roger pushed Mark onto his back crawling on top of him and placing a dominating kiss on Marks lips.

"Mmm…anything but that baby." Mark said pushing Roger off of him.

"What? Since when are you not in the mood for sex?" There was a hint of shock in the rockers voice.

"Since you wore me out last night." Mark smirked. "How are you not worn out? I mean four times come on."

"I'm tired yes, but I'm always up for more of you." He smiled.

"Later babe. Right now I just wanna lay here with you."

Roger sighed mock disappointed. "I guess I could do that." He placed a kiss on Marks temple and pulled him into his embrace.

"I love you baby." Mark sighed

"I love you too." Roger cooed into Marks neck.

Both boys closed their eyes and began to drift off to sleep when they were awoken by a shrill scream coming from the bedroom door.

"Marcus Cohen!" His mother shrieked.

Mark jolted up out of Rogers embrace, practically falling out of the bed in desperate search of his boxers. On the other side of the room Roger was doing the same thing.

"Mom...its…its not what it looks like." Mark said panic stricken.

His mother didn't say anything she just turned and ran out of the room. Mark pulled on the rest of his clothes and ran down into the living room. His mother was sitting on the couch, her face buried in her hands while Marks father was rubbing her back soothingly.

"Mom, Dad." Mark said as he made it to the bottom of the stairs.

Cindy walked over and stepped in his path. "No, Mark honey I think its better if you leave them be for a moment."

"But…but…" Mark tried to argue with her but he knew she was right.

"Lets go talk up stairs." She said ushering him toward his room.

Once inside she shut the door as Mark sat down on the bed next to Roger, who pulled him into a comforting hug.

"What the fuck are you guys doing back so early?" Mark mumbled into Rogers's shirt.

"Language" Cindy scolded.

"Fuck off Cindy just answer my question." He said pulling away from Rogers embrace.

"Dad got some sort of stomach bug or something we decided to come back early to let him rest." She said calmly.

"Why the hell didn't you call?" Roger asked

"We did like five times. You guys didn't answer!" She stated

"When did you call?" Mark asked

"It was probably like an hour or so ago." Cindy said calmly

"We were sleeping." Roger said to no one in particular.

"Ok, but this is beside the point. What do you think they are going to say?" Mark asked on the brink of tears.

"Shh…baby. It will be ok." Roger said pulling him back into his arms and kissing his temple.

"No, it's not ok." He said as tears spilled out of his eyes onto Rogers's shirt.

"Mark honey listen. I'll talk to them, it will all work out in the end." Cindy said as she turned toward Marks door. "Just relax, stay here."

Mark closed his eyes and let himself melt into Rogers embrace. "I'm sorry baby." Roger whispered gently stroking Marks back.

"Its not your fault." He said pulling back slightly so he could place a soft kiss on Rogers lips. "I just…I…I knew that I was going to have to tell them someday but this is not the way I wanted them to find out."

"I know Marky, I know." Roger said gently running his fingers through Marks hair. "I promise, no matter what happens, no matter what they say or do, I will always love you."

"You have no idea how much that means to hear you say that." Mark said crushing his lips against Rogers. "I love you so much."

Roger smiled and pushed their lips back together. Mark felt Rogers tongue run over his lips begging for entrance. He gladly obliged and parted his lips allowing Rogers tongue to take over his mouth. Mark leaned back on the bed pulling Roger on top of him, without ever breaking the kiss. Soon they had to pull back for air, but they stayed as close as they could possibly be. Rogers's hands found their way under Marks shirt and he gently ran them up and down his sides.

Mark moaned and pulled their lips back together. Roger smiled and continued kissing his boyfriend for a moment before slowly pulling away. Mark groaned at the sudden loss of warmth he felt.

"What baby?" Mark asked.

"Mark your parents are downstairs freaking out. Do you really think we should be doing this right now?" He asked.

"Rog, I know but I am freaking out right now. And being with you, being held by you, being kissed by you all of that is the only thing right now that's keeping me sane." Mark sighed as he pushed their lips back together.

"I know babe, but if they walk in on this it will only make matters worse you know that."

Mark sighed and sat up pushing Roger off of him. "Your right."

Roger smiled and leaned over kissing Mark lightly on the lips. "I always am."

Just then the door opened and Cindy walked in. "Um…they wanna see you both downstairs."

Oh no! What will Marks parents say…? The more reviews the sooner you'll find out!