Author- Emily-Grace Mendes (Brookebynature)

Disclaimer- I own nothing...other than this story

A/N- This is just a request for help really. I can't get those big blue lines to come up on my page anymore to separte parts of this story. Is it working for anyone else who posts fan fiction on here?

Anyways, on with the chapter...

Play The Game

Play It Straight

They had barely made it upstairs by the time Brooke had removed Lucas' sweater, and his hands were tangling in her hair. A small moan escaped her lips as Lucas slammed the door behind them, allowing himself to fall down onto the large double bed, bringing her with him.

"I'm surprised it took you this long to resist me" Brooke mumbled before her hands travelled to the black belt around his jeans, swiftly undoing the buckle while he did the same to her.

"Me too" he replied quickly, before adding "I wasn't sure how much longer I could last"

She silenced him again by capturing his lips with hers, slipping her tongue into his mouth to massage it with her own, their noses pressed together, hot breath becoming increasing ragged.

He removed the red top, it landing haphazardly on the floor among various other pieces of clothing, which previously, had been covering their bodies. Her back arched towards him as his lips trailed hot kisses across her collar bone and down her breasts, causing a moan to escape her lips. He smiled as her fingers travelled to the hem of his Calvin Klein boxers, the tight white material almost too much around the bulge which was barely contained.

Brooke raised her eyebrows as the last item of his clothing joined the ever-growing pile on the floor, her gaze transfixed on that area. He leant down to kiss her once more before removing the panties which would have matched the bra, had it actually been on her body.

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Peyton's hands snaked around Nathan's torso from behind, but he caught them and sharply turned around, placing her hands by her side as he held onto them.

"What's up?" she whispered into his ear, her warm breath making the hairs on his neck stand on end.

"Nothing, I just don't think we should do this now."

"Do what? Kiss?" her voice was louder now, audible above the music.

"Peyton just….."

"Just what?" she shouted "leave you alone? God Nathan I don't need to be told twice. I'm getting Brooke and then we're leaving."

He just stood there, stared at by most people in the room for a few seconds, who then went back to drinking or dancing, or whatever it was they had been doing before Peyton's outburst.

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Their moans were louder now, Lucas moving at a faster pace as Brooke dug her nails into his back.

"God Lucas keep….." the rest of it she couldn't say as she felt herself nearing orgasm. He took this as a cue to speed up his movements, grinding his body harder against hers.

"Brooke are you……OH MY GOD!" Peyton shouted, her hand covering her eyes as her best friend clutched the sheets around her naked body, as Lucas grinned.

"I'll just….wait outside" she mumbled, shutting the door quickly behind her.

"Guess you'll have to wait a little longer" Lucas chuckled, one of his eyebrows raised, just as Brooke usually did.

"Don't kid yourself" she did up her jeans quickly, before he could catch sight of any more of her body. "It wasn't that good."

"Normally you lie well" Lucas mused as he rested his hands behind his head, his blue eyes staring at Brooke's lithe body. "But that was shit."

"Okay so maybe I liked it" she told him, turning around as she finished putting on the silk top, without the bra. He felt his breath catch in his throat as he stared at her. He had to admit she was beautiful, but this didn't mean anything.

"But it doesn't mean it's going to happen again."

Brooke got up off the bed and walked to the door, bra in hand. She turned to look at him one more time as she cocked an eyebrow, the exact same way he had just moments earlier. Throwing the bra at him she smiled.

She was about to shut the door behind her when he called her name.

"Brooke"

She looked up at him, the alcohol wearing off slightly as she heard something smash down in the living room.

"We both know it's going to happen again."

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Peyton looked up at Brooke with tears visible in her eyes, tears that Brooke hadn't often seen her cry before.

"Hey" she said softly. "I'm sorry about before, about being a bitch."

"It's okay" Brooke waved it off "After all, I did sleep with your boyfriend."

"Except he's not my boyfriend though is he?" Her voice had started to crack now, and Brooke quickly ushered the blonde outside, away from the party. "He doesn't even like me. He just uses me."

Brooke swallowed, thinking of a way she could break it to Peyton that most guys, if not all of them, were in fact, like Nathan until they at least graduated high school.

"He does like you Peyt, he's just worried about what people will think ya know? Nathan Scott is like this God, so it's going to ruin his image if it looks like he cares about someone. Let alone a girl that could get any other guy she wanted."

Peyton sniffed a little and threw her arms around Brooke. "I love you B.Davis"

"I love me too" the brunette giggled as Peyton poked her. "You know I love you P.Sawyer. It's always been us right?"

"Right."

"So what do you say we get some pizza? That sex kinda made me hungry."

Peyton laughed lightly as the two walked along the sidewalk, passing a few guys that wolf-whistled at the sight of their outfits and smudged make-up. Smudged in a good way.

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Nathan caught sight of a brunette girl, not far from where he was standing. Her body was grinding up against that of her friend, the two of them attracting stares from many guys other than Nathan. But Nathan was king. He was going to get the girl. They all knew that.

"You're a good dancer" he told her, handing her a cooled beer as she blew a wisp of hair away from her hot face.

"Thanks"

"I'm Nathan" he held out his hand as the brunette girl giggled.

"I know who you are"

Her friend made a quick exit as Nathan sidled closer, his hand snaking around the waist of the girl he'd known for all of two minutes.

"I'm Sara"

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"So was he good?" Peyton asked as they tucked into a slice of pizza.

Brooke shrugged. "He was okay"

"Well that's a lie" Peyton told her, a smile playing on her lips. "You like him."

"What? Don't be stupid Peyt, I've known him what? A few days."

"So?"

"So I don't like him."

"If that's what you wanna tell yourself." Peyton shrugged.

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A few drinks later, Sara was drunk enough to forget about caring who saw her and Nathan together, or what she looked like. And Nathan knew exactly what he was doing as they fumbled into the hallway, lips against lips, bodies grazing as Nathan led her upstairs.

The landing provided the perfect place for Nathan to start unbuttoning Sara's shirt as she sucked on his neck, urging him to continue. It was only when he glanced around that he saw a blue shirt on the floor, a blue shirt that he instantly recognised.

"Hey!" Sara exclaimed as Nathan broke away and bent down to pick of the item of clothing, his face turning into a scowl.

"Hello" She raised her eyebrows while waving her hands at Nathan. "We were kind of in the middle of something."

Nathan ignored her and burst through the door a the first bedroom to find Lucas laying nonchalantly, hands behind his head, smile on his face.

"Get the hell out of my house" Nathan shouted, throwing the shirt at Lucas who was making no attempt to go anywhere.

"You look pissed"

"You have that effect on me"

"What the hell are you doing in here?" Nathan asked, forgetting about the fact that there was a girl outside who was growing increasingly irate as Nathan continued to bicker with Lucas.

"Well, I would have been doing your friend. You know, brunette, sexy…….killer rack." Lucas started "Had it not been for that Peyton girl. I guess it's a good job anyway. We don't want people to be going around thinking that I'll sleep with anyone."

Nathan felt his face start to flush from anger, but he held back, staring at his half brother.

"Get out" he spat, through gritted teeth.

"Technically, this is my house too." Lucas smirked " I mean, it's only fair that if we have the same dad, we have the same house."

"You have a brother?" Sara asked from outside, which was met by a scowl from Nathan.

"Aww Nate, I guess you really are ashamed of me." Lucas grinned. "Does anyone know I exist? Well, apart from Brooke, because she definitely knows I exist." he raised his eyebrows at Nathan, quite enjoying the moment.

One more scowl from Nathan, and then Lucas started to get dressed, his hair slightly messy from his encounter with Brooke, smirk present on his face the entire time.

He passed Nathan once more on the landing. "Hey Nate" Lucas called back over his shoulder. "I was prepared to play it straight ya know….." He waited for some kind of reaction from his brother, but upon receiving nothing, Lucas continued "But now I guess I'll have to play dirty."

And with that, he shut the door behind him, leaving an incensed Nathan staring at the window, watching him walk away. That wouldn't be it.

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