Set after the third book. I am aiming for 30 chapters

Warning: smacking!

Paring: Fang and Iggy

Rating: PG13

Disclaimer: As I've said, I do not own, and if I did, I'd share Fang and Igs with Tomo Potter. Wow, or I'd just watch Figgy 24/7

Chapter 17

Bad boy, bad!

Breakfast was served and Fang began to loosen up, and calm down. Iggy smiled as he sat on Fang's lap. Fang smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

"That is so cute!" Nudge squealed. Fang winced and smiled at her. Iggy just smirked and kissed Fang deeply.

"Will you get a room!?" Gazzy yelled out from the corner of the room.

"You sure you wanna stick us in a room alone together?" Iggy asked raising an eyebrow.

"What would matter? All I heard last night was you calling Fang's stupid name!"

"Hey. Both of you" Max yelled standing up. Iggy and Gazzy had barely noticed they were standing in front of each other.

"Stay out of this!" Both boys yelled at her. Max opened her mouth to have Fang pick Iggy up and toss him over his shoulder like dead wait.

"HEY!" Iggy shouted. "Put me down!"

"No." was the only reply. Fang walked into their room and plopped Iggy down on the bed. "I never thought I'd have to do this, especially to a teenager." Fang said narrowing his eyes.

"Lie on your stomach."

"What?" Iggy asked.

"Do it!" Fang let out a low growl. Iggy sighed and did as told. He gasped out in surprise as he felt Fang yank down his shorts and boxers.

"What are you- OW!" He yelped as a stinging pain shot threw his backside, but also sending pleasure down to his groin.

"What was that- OW! Stop it- OWCH!" Iggy yelled as his rear became red. Fang smirked as Iggy shuddered. He knew damn well that he'd like that, but also be pissed for being treated like a child.

"Now, stay in here until you've learned not to make Gazzy uncomfortable then yell at him for speaking out his opinions." Fang said a smirk present.

"By golly Fang, I don't believe I've ever heard you say so much in one time!" Iggy said sarcastically.

SMACK

"OWA! Will you stop it?" But when he turned back around, Fang was gone. He sat up and winced, slowly pulling his boxers back up, along with his shorts.