Hello everyone! I know I said two weeks and it turned out to be three, sorry! But I'm already started on the next chapter so it should be up sooner.

Warnings: I had to up the rating of the story because of this chapter. There is a lemon in here, if you are too young or do not wish to read that just skip from where it says Lemon Begins to where it says Lemon Ends, it's clearly marked.

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Disclaimer: I don't own RENT.

The two men entered the loft and Roger immediately went to his room and shut the door behind him. Mark looked on and cringed when the door slammed shut. He hadn't meant to upset Roger. In fact he didn't eve know why the rocker was that upset.

Knowing from experience that Roger didn't want to talk Mark went into his own bedroom and set up his projector. A white sheet was still on the side wall, as it always was and the filmmaker sifted through reels of film before he found the one he wanted.

The label on the canister was 'Happy Roger'. Mark smiled slightly, he remembered this film well. It was only done in the last year when Roger was still in love with Mimi. It was the happiest that Mark had ever seen his roommate.

He started the film and sat back on his bed, watching it go through a series of clips of the past year, featuring only Roger and Mimi. He wished things were back to that, when Roger was truly happy, when no one knew about what happened to Mark.

Before he knew it there were tears flowing in tiny rivers down the filmmakers cheeks.

"Roger." He whispered.

"What?" Mark's head snapped up at the sudden voice. Roger was standing in his door way, green eyes boring into his own.

Roger walked into the room and sat down in front of his boyfriend. He reached up a hand and wiped away the tears that were still falling from the filmmaker's eyes.

"Why are you crying?"

Mark sniffled softly. "You're mad at me."

Roger shook his head and pulled his boyfriend into his lap, embracing him tightly.

"No, I'm not. I'm mad at that jerk John."

"But you want to know what he was talking about, right?"

Roger nodded. "Yes, but not if you don't want to tell me."

"I don't want to tell you."

The rocker let out a defeated sigh.

"I knew it." He said and made a move to get up. Mark was quick to stop him and pulled the bigger man into a demanding kiss. Roger complied and relaxed against the blond as he deepened the kiss. When they pulled apart Mark put his hands on either side of the rocker's face.

"It's not you Rog, I don't want anyone to know."

This seemed to appease Roger and he laid Mark back on the bed and moved over him.

"I love you. You know that, right?"

Mark nodded. Roger leaned down and covered the small blonde's face with several feather-light kisses. Mark sighed happily and tangled his hands in the blond curls above him.

XxX Lemon Begins XxX

Roger took his lips away from the filmmaker's skin only to place their lips together. Mark immediately responded and opened his mouth to Roger's invading tongue.

With the need to breath they broke apart and Roger began kissing down the pale neck in front of him. Mark turned his head to give his lover better access and unbuttoned Roger's shirt before pulling it off completely.

Roger smirked into Mark's neck and pulled off the filmmaker's shirt, throwing it to the floor where his had gone. He continued kissing a path down Mark's neck and onto his exposed chest.

Mark's fingernails dug into the flesh of Roger's back as the rocker took one of his pert nipples into his mouth and sucked hungrily.

"R-Roger" He moaned out.

Roger massaged Mark's sides and stomach while continuing the sweet torture with his mouth. The sensations quickly left Mark gasping and moaning erratically.

While his filmmaker was distracted Roger removed the rest of both their clothes before lying directly on top of Mark, allowing the nether regions to rub together. The added stimulation pulled a moan from both of them.

Roger continued down his previous path until he was on his knees between Mark's legs. As neither had ever thought about buying lube they'd have to use the natural one. Roger's emerald eyes locked on Mark's ice blue ones as he took the length in front of him into his mouth.

Mark moaned throatily and bucked up into the wet heat. Still lapping at the hard member Roger shifted his body until they were in a sixty-nine position.

As Mark took him into his mouth Roger moaned, sending vibrations through the most sensitive part of Mark's body.

When Roger felt himself nearing his climax he pulled away from Mark and once again settled between his lover's legs. The rocker placed two fingers into Mark's mouth and the filmmaker thoroughly wet them.

Roger quickly prepared his lover, eager to get to the actual sex. Roger left the room quickly to grab a condom before slipping it on and returning to the bed. After much pain and a few tears shed on Mark's part they were a panting moaning mess tangled in the sheets of Mark's bed.

"Roger!" Mark called out as he climaxed.

Mark's walls tightened around Roger's shaft sending Roger into climax as well. He came with the best orgasm of his life and called out Mark's name. They collapsed onto the sweat soaked bed and Roger slipped out of his lover. He removed the condom, relieved to see it hadn't broke during their activities before wrapping his arms around his filmmaker and relaxing.

XxX Lemon Ends XxX

"I love you Rog." Mark whispered.

"I love you too."

There was a moment of silence before Mark bolted upright. Roger was startled and sat up next to him.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"We didn't use a condom." Mark said.

"Yes we did, I just threw it away."

"No, during the oral."

Roger still didn't understand Mark's alarm.

"So?"

"Roger, you have HIV, and we didn't use a condom during oral. I could have HIV!" He exclaimed. Roger's eyes widened.

"SHIT!"

That's it for now. Hope you enjoyed!

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Kag-Kitsune