DISCLAIMER: I do not own Tyler or Reid, although I would probably have a heartattack and die if for some reason the rights were given to me.
sky's girl forever: I'll help with your anticipation by updating more often now that class is out for a little while.
star: Yeah, I love that line too. It was based off of something that happened to a friend of mine at a party once. I wasn't there when it happened, I had to leave early 'cause I was breaking out in hives on account of me being allergic to his sister's dog XD
UniqueMe:Close. I can see why you would say Grease. It's actually from 21 JumpStreet. It's the title of one of the episodes and Johnny Depp's character ends up in Miami and inorder to try to get a hotel room they have to play sevens. Winner gets the room.
Behind Closed Doors
Heated kisses pushed the passion through Tyler's veins like some sort of drug. The press of Reid's tongue against his was sending him over the edge. Pale pink lips shoved so forcefully against his, it was extacy.
Reid's mind was on over-drive. Tyler's warm tongue fighting him, begging to be dominant just once. His deathly cold lips sent shockwaves through Reid's body. He pulled away for just a second in hopes of pulling at least a little precious oxygen into his deprived lungs. The lust and passion in Tyler's eyes spread to him like liquid fire, rushing through his system.
A short amount of time later and shirts were tossed accross the room. Their little circuit of fire moved quickly up to Reid's bed, hands now roaming freely.
Things were getting even more heated and were going to get more interesting when they heard a groan from the doorway.
"Come on you guys! At least lock the door or put up a 'Do Not Disturb Sign' or something!" Pogue's voice came from the doorway.
Reid sat up from where he was laying across Tyler so he was straddling the boy's slim hips.
"Like you and Kay are any better." Reid called, never taking his eyes off of Tyler.
"At least we have the courtesy to lock the door." Caleb called from beside Pogue.
"So leave and close the damn door when you go so we can lock it behind you and everyone stops bitching." This time it was Tyler that spoke.
With identical eye rolls, Caleb and Pogue left with the distinct mutter from Caleb of "Last time I go to invite them to Nicki's without knocking."
A flash of his eyes, the door was locked and Reid bent down once again, lips hovering dangerously close to Tyler's.
"Shall we continue?" He didn't need an answer. Tyler's eyes said everything Reid could ever want to hear.