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Here's the next little installment, and I think it's a little longer than the last one, so I hope you enjoy :D

Boarding School Hell

"Can we talk?"

Wyatt Halliwell looked up to see Dane Naffelitie stood above him, as he sat in the library, trying to catch up on work that he never did last night. He was in a mind to tell him where to go, but decided against it and it would seem better to everybody if he spoke to him now. His eyes stayed focus on the black eye that he had caused from his second punch, but never questioned if it hurt.

"Do you wanna talk here, or go some…"

"Here's fine." Naff sat down at the table, since there was hardly anybody in the library this afternoon.

The Halliwell sat back in the seat, and folded his arms, waiting for the brunette 17-year-old to say something since he was the one who wanted to talk.

Realising he was going to be starting off, Naff sat forward and cleared his throat.

"I…erm…well, I wanted to apologise for last night," the brunette stated, looking at the bruise on Wyatt's cheek, it seemed to look worse than it felt though, but he remembered it hardly phased the Halliwell, but wondered whether that was just because he had been in a number of fights and was used to somebody throwing punches at him, "What I said, I…well…I shouldn't have. There's reasons, but I don't really want to go into them, I've explained to Chris, but I wanted to apologise to you in person, you know."

Wyatt sighed with a frown, a little taken aback by the apology, however refused to show that. As he nodded slowly, he could see the teen in front of him sigh with obvious relief.

"Anyway, so I've apologised, and I can see you working so I'll leave you be." Naff began to get up, but turned back around as he heard Wyatt talking to him.

"I know you're protective of Chris, and I know you were a bit dodgy about my intentions, but it takes a lot for a guy to apologise to another guy for being wrong, so thanks," Wyatt stood up, holding his hand out, to which Naff shook, "And, I'm sorry for punching you. There were probably better ways of dealing with it, and I just let my temper get out of control."

"It's cool, dude, I just said I got in a fight with a door."

"Yeah, mine was a fight with a tree while I was running."

The brunette smiled slightly at the Halliwell's comment, at least there would be no trouble there, teachers could not do anything if the two parties never said anything, and he left the library. As Wyatt sat down to get back to work, he thought back on the conversation, 'there's reasons, but I don't really want to go into them'. What sort of reasons, Wyatt thought to himself, picking up his pen to get back to work,

After two weeks, everything began to go back to normal between the group. No grudges were held, which meant everybody was happy again. Even Chris and Naff went back to their usual larking about, despite Naff's feelings for Chris. And even though the whole group now knew about the two lovers, Chris and Wyatt still kept their touchy-feely activities to themselves, never showing affection while they were still around their friends, but it always made it worth it for when they were in the bedroom.

Of course, with the students around the school finding out about their relationship, things were made harder for the two but nobody dared to say anything to the Halliwell, after what they saw in his fight with Dane Naffelitie, all except Lee Newns of course, but Wyatt knew he could take him if he had to, but had promised Chris that it would only be as a last resort.

"Are you sure they don't mind me being around?" Chris asked again. It was now the day that everybody was leaving for Christmas Vacation, and Chris was going with Wyatt, since he had nobody else to spend the holiday with, but he was worried about meeting the family, after all Wyatt had a BIG family.

"I'm sure," Wyatt smiled, as he finished packing his bag and pulled his lover into a hug, "My family's massive, my mom won't even notice she has to cook for one more."

"I mean being there the whole time." Chris rolled his sea green eyes with a smile.

"My mom and dad said it was fine," The 17-year-old sighed, "C'mon, it's not like my dad doesn't know what you've been through, he was there remember." As the Perry nodded, Wyatt kissed him, "What was that for?"

"Will be the last one until tonight, when I have you all to myself in my room." the two boys laughed slightly and shared a kiss, until Chris pulled away, looking at the clock.

"When's your mom getting here?" He asked, a mischievous look in his sparkling eyes.

"She's not. My cousin, Patty's coming to pick us up on the way home from College," Chris just looked at him, no expression at all, "It saved my mom a journey and Patty has to come this way. She's my Aunt Prue's eldest," Chris just nodded, still waiting for an answer to his question, "She'll be here in about an hour."

"Ok." Chris simply said and put his arms around Wyatt's neck, kissing his soft pink lips, snaking his tongue into his mouth before the Halliwell could do anything.

Wyatt felt himself being pushed backwards onto his bed and laid on it, pulling Chris closer to him, lifting his T-shirt up slightly, running his fingers along Chris' sides and back. He let out a moan as he felt Chris biting and sucking on his neck. He continued to lift his lover's T-shirt further up, until Chris finally gave in and removed the offending item and then went back to what he was doing.

The Perry pulled Wyatt up slightly so he could remove his T-shirt, and then allowed him to lay back down as he kissed the newly exposed area, stopping at his nipples to lick, suck, bite and play with the small, pink, buds. Hearing the blonde's moans turned him on loads, causing his member to grow inside his restricting jeans. He ran a hand up Wyatt's inner thigh, feeling his erection through the material of his brown cargo pants. Feeling how hard his lover was already, turned him on more, and caused him to rush his playing and move straight to stripping the Halliwell, he wanted him there and then.

Once Wyatt was stripped he looked at the brunette to watch him strip in front of himself. The blonde bit his lower lip, watching as his lover pushed his jeans and boxers down his legs and stepped out of them, to climb on top of him. Their naked flesh felt good against each other, another turn on for both of the boys, as their erections pushed and rubbed against each other. Chris was completely in control, as he grabbed the tub of lube on Wyatt's nightstand and coated his fingers in it. The 18-year-old kissed his lover passionately, as he pushed his middle finger in to Wyatt's tight hole. His lips moved to Wyatt's neck and ear, kissing the most sensitive bit, as Wyatt's breathing increased, the pleasure rising inside him. As Chris added a second finger, Wyatt grabbed his hand, pushing it deep inside him, causing him to moan loudly in pleasure as both of Chris' fingers hit his prostate.

"Oh God…" Wyatt moaned, his back arching, hips bucking, writhing around as he felt Chris' hot breath on his ear.

"You can call me Chris, you know…" Chris whispered, placing another hand inside of his lover, getting him ready.

As he felt Chris' hands leaving him, Wyatt knew exactly what his lover was doing, and sat up slightly.

"Let me do it." Chris watched as the blonde coated his hand in lube and grasped Chris' hard member, rubbing the lube up and down the shaft, causing the elder of the two to throw his head back in lust, closing his eyes and letting out a sigh. Once Wyatt had finished, Chris widened his legs, and placed himself so he could push straight into his blonde lover, "The doors not locked." Wyatt mentioned, but saw Chris shrug.

"People should knock first." And then he pushed himself inside his lover, as deep as he could go. His senses dimmed for a minute, from how tight his lover was around him. Once his senses completely came back to him, Chris laid there, watching Wyatt's ocean blue eyes as they turned from a look of pain to pleasure, as he relaxed around his brunette lover, implying for him to continue. The Perry pushed in and out of his lover, slowly at first, building the speed up, as the ultimate pleasure got closer for the pair of them. Chris was in ecstasy, so many times lately he had found himself being on the bottom, being subject to Wyatt, and not that he was complaining he did love that, but there were times he wanted to be in complete control, and today was one of those days.

Wyatt wrapped his legs around his lover, as the trusts became harder and deeper, catching his prostate, sending him wild with the pleasure, pushing Chris to go as deep as he could, as deep, as hard and as fast. His moans became louder, as his body tensed around his lover, his hips pushing against the brunette, the feeling of his blood running south.

Chris kept pushing, feeling the blonde's muscles tensing all around him, telling him he was close to orgasm. He, himself, was close and wondered just how much longer he could last, as he pushed in and out of Wyatt. He grabbed his lover's member, rubbing it as fast as his arm would let him, his own orgasm threatening to come any minute.

The feeling of his lover grasping his erection was all that Wyatt needed to send him over the edge. He felt his testicles contract as he came powerfully all over Chris' hand and his own abs and chest, panting heavily while he felt Chris still inside him.

The 18-year-old biting his bottom lip as he felt the Halliwell come, the muscle tightening around his hard member, causing him to blast his seed inside him. Deciding against trying to stay quiet, he let out a moan as his orgasm kept coming. Once his orgasm subdued, the Perry's body felt weak, and he collapsed on top of his lover, still breathing heavily, his heart pounding in his chest.

"I love you." Wyatt panted, running his fingers through the brunette's hair.

"I...I...love you...too." Chris managed to reply. Both the teens then laid there in silence for a few seconds, trying to find the energy to move, their breathing the only sound in the room. They did not even hear the shuffling at the door.

"Now that was hot."

Wyatt looked to the door, recognising the voice instantly, to see a young, dark brown, almost black, haired female stood leaning on the door with a smirk across her face. Chris looked around and instantly guessed at who she was.

"Patty!"

hehehe, so what did you think, just adding to a bit of drama...