Standard Disclaimer: I do not own Dead Poets Society... I am just inspired by it.
A/N: Thanks to all of you who have read and reviewed so far! Don't worry, this isn't the end yet, so please do keep reading. This chapter is short and sweet, as this week has been a little crazy. But I'll have more up soon, I promise.
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I'm not sure how long we stood there with our arms around each other, but eventually the sounds made by the others returning to their rooms wakes us to awareness. "So much for getting back a little early and beating everyone else to the bathrooms," I quip.
Todd chuckles, his breath warm against my ear. "I think there's something else that needs doing first," he murmurs. "You startled me enough earlier that I forgot to kiss you back." He slides one hand up to the back of my head as his lips press against mine.
My lips part slightly beneath his, silently inviting him to deepen the kiss. My senses are reeling at the feel of him in my arms, the taste and scent of him. I shift slightly, feeling my cheeks flushing at my body's inevitable reaction. A moment later, Todd presses his hips against mine, and it's quite obvious that I'm not the only one reacting. "Mmm... I don't think I can go anywhere like this," I mumble, kissing his neck. My hands move up and down his back, stopping just above his pajama pants, then hesitantly slide down over them. My knees tremble as he does the same, so I guide him the two steps to the foot of my bed and we practically fall onto it.
Todd shifts a bit, with the effect of moving my hand away from his backside. With a whispered, "Please?" he grabs my wrist, guiding my hand inside his pants. He moans as my fingers curl around him, stroking him. Then his hand dips into my pants.
I tense up for a moment. No one has ever touched me like that before. I tremble, my breath catching in my throat as his hand moves on me. "Todd..." I breathe, sensation rapidly overwhelming rational thought. He answers by leaning in to kiss me deeply once more. I tremble, my moans muffled against his lips as my hips jerk forward with my climax. A heartbeat later, Todd also moans as he erupts.
I'm not sure how long we lie there before finally letting go of each other. It's longer still before either of us speak. But finally, "That was... I never... thank you, Richard," he whispers.
"Thank you, Todd," I whisper back. We both doze off, worn out with the unexpected emotions of the night.