The Secret Life of St Bartbley Students
Summery: PWP chapter fic. What the title says. Also Artemis in a skirt and is the ah... coughschoolslutcough Don't like, don't read. Simple ne? No Butler, sorry ppl. Just a whole lot of OC's. But don't worry. None of them are girls. :P R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't own Artemis. But I do own Zack, Oliver and Will. Although I'd trade them in for the yummy genius any day.
Pairings: Many. Many.
Warning: SLASH. Lots and lots of slash. It's everywhere! Flamers should cover their virgin eyes. Cross-dressing. And cussing.
Rating: M
Authoress' Greeting: Hello. And how are we all doing? I for one am doing alright. With my pro-longed case of writers block I can't really write a thing. Depression has screwed up my creative genius. Lol. But no. My depression has effected my writing, my doctor said so. And I apologies. I'm trying so hard. So so hard... here's a chapter. See how you like it.
And I'd like to ask. For those of you who READ this. Do you want me to create another boy? Perhaps a girl? Make the school go coed or something and give Arty a rival for his sluttyness? Yes? No?
Go here to see a picture I found of three boys who look A LOT like Zack, Oliver and Will. (Even though Will has brown hair and Zack looks a little odd... but who cares, they're my characters.) I was thrilled. Now all I need is a boy to be Artemis...
http/ i3. photobucket .com/albums /y57/artemis 4ever/ZackOliver andWill. jpg
Chapter 4: Sex in the Locker Room Showers.
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Locker rooms prove to be a meeting place for half of a schools sexual activity.(1) And St Bartbleys was no exception. The locker rooms of the school were constantly full of activity of the sinful side. Well not full. But boys (and girls on the odd occasion) where in it having sex, giving blow jobs and things of the like on most days.
And the nice, always pristine showers where an added bonus and furthered the need for any exhibitionist students to do their dirty deeds in there.
Artemis Fowl never really favored the locker room showers as his ideal place to have sex. He had a perfectly nice bathroom back in his dorm thank you very much. And the simple fact that when you do shag in the very public showers of the locker room. It was a good bet that someone was watching you.
And being the privet person that he was, Artemis did not like an audience. Of course. There was the exception to that rule, when he was, you know, drunk.
Though on a special occasion, the prickly genius could be known to forget his rules of living and be charmed into having a romp in the showers down near the oval.
Tonight is one such occasion. For it's Zack's birthday, which, if you didn't already know, needs to be celebrated as though the 27th of November is the most important day of the year.
All must bend to the blond's whims and Artemis is no exception. Unfortunately. Being the guys boyfriend he had to by law. According to Zack.
And what does this have to do with sex in the locker room showers? Everything.
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"What are you giving me for my birthday?" asked the tall blond, sitting remarkably calm for one been given a blow job in the middle of the cafeteria.
Artemis looked up from his position between Zack's thighs and sneered.
"I thought this was your present?" asked the genius indignantly. Gesturing to Zack's open fly and himself.
Zack tutted. Something Artemis found extremely annoying. Holly did that to him when she was explaining sexual terms often used by teenagers and he said something stupid. The elf had the honer of teacher because no one else wanted to be the one to enlighten the genius on such things. Having no one else to turn to, when even Butler had pretended Artemis hadn't asked what the turn "orgy" meant when he was thirteen. He had gone straight to her. The fairy had been happy to oblige. Explaining everything. Even things Artemis really could have lived without knowing.
"No no. This was just... you know... a birthday treat! I am after all. The Birthday Boy. And today is my special day and I need lots of special attention." he babbled. "My mum says so."
Artemis raised a perfect black eyebrow.
"So your mother wants my self and anyone else you fancy to do you sexual favors? Just because it's your birthday."
"No... but it's all the same really. 'Special treatment for the special boy.' she always says. And if this (he gestured to his prick and Artemis) doesn't classify as Special Treatment. Than I don't know what does."
Artemis rolled his eyes, but said nothing for a moment, while he went back down on the boy before him. Zack clutched his fork tightly, knuckles going white with the strain and groaned a little as he came. Artemis then clambered back onto his seat and started preening himself. Looking as though giving random blow jobs during lunch was an everyday thing. Which in fact, it really was.
"What do you want for your birthday?" he asked. Popping a mint into his mouth, which was offered to him by Oliver.
Zack, long practiced in sorting himself after one of the boy genius' blow jobs. Recovered quickly. He smiled widely in barely contained glee. He knew exactly what Artemis should give him. He'd been planning it for the past two weeks.
"I want to fuck you in the showers down in the locker rooms." he said.
"I don't think so. Birthday Boy or not." said Artemis pompously. And started cutting up his stake.
That answer was predictable. And Zack ignored it completely. Acting as though Artemis had never spoken in the first place. He pulled the genius' chair closer. And leaned in close to the smaller boy.
"But it's my birthday. You have to. Don't you remember what I did for you on your birthday?" Zack purred. One hand sneaking up and under Artemis' skirt.
The knife and fork paused and the genius flushed. Yes he remembered what he'd gotten Zack to do for him on his birthday. And yes he knew he owed the blond a similar gift. But he didn't think lying naked in the middle of their bedroom, covered in chocolate, whipped cream and sweets was that bad. Artemis had quite enjoyed himself. And he knew damn well Zack had been all for it.
"But it's not like you didn't want to do it." argued the slimmer boy. His pale face growing a fetching shade of pink as he relived that night in his mind.
Zack shrugged.
"True. But I did have to submit to you and that wasn't fun at all." he pouted. "You owe me. You promised!"
Artemis looked down at the hand that was playing with his garter (2) and clicked his tongue.
"Fine. But I don't want anyone watching us. I swear I'll change schools if I see it on film the next day."
Zack nodded happily, pleased that he'd gotten his way. Because after all, it was his birthday.
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Zack turned on two of the seven showers in the back row of the locker rooms bathroom. There where three rows in all. But Artemis had insisted they do it in the back. Where no one could watch from the doorway.
The genius had also searched the the walls, floor and every other space in the room for cameras. He found none. Thankfully.
The blond smiled cheerfully at the steady fall of water. Steam clouding the room in seconds. The blond had always thought having sex in a shower was incredibly erotic. The hot water. The steam. Everything turned him on. He'd shagged every guy/girl he'd ever gone out with in a shower at one point the relationship and now it was Artemis' turn.
He looked over his shoulder at the pouty prodigy. Artemis wrapped in the school coat. Still in his uniform. He looked around the room sullenly. Glaring at the shower heads as though it was their fault that he was here. Zack chuckled. His cheerful demeanor falling away to one of lust.
Ever since he'd first touched the genius. Touched that body. He'd wanted to take him down here to... make love. But Artemis had refused. Destroying any of Zack's hopes and fantasies with a shake of the head and a few harsh words. Because even though Artemis was the school slut. He still held the power and respect of the other boys. And that meant that when he said no. He means no.
But now. Today it was Zack's birthday. And he could do whatever he wanted. The proof of that standing a few feet away. He allowed himself a few minutes of silent victory, before striding over to Artemis and slipping the coat off the narrow shoulders.
"You won't be needing this." he said. Throwing the thick, heavy garment onto a heap of towels. The grey woolen vest following quickly. Zack took a moment to take in the sheer prettiness of Artemis' face, before leaning down and capturing those desired full lips in a kiss.
Artemis surrendered quickly, leaning against the cold tile wall. Lean hands running over the smooth muscles of Zack's chest. Down his stomach. Following the soft trail of blond hair down to the soccer player's half hard member. Artemis started to pull and rub. Making Zack groan and press himself into the small hand. Damn it. Artemis was good with his hands.
The blond then decided that Artemis was over dressed and without breaking the kiss. Started to fumble with the buttons on the genius' school shirt. Though in his increasingly aroused state. Undoing each button seemed pointless and it was taking too slow to get at that wonderful skin underneath.
Artemis grunted in slight annoyance when his shirt was ripped from his body and tossed onto the wet floor. It was followed by an equally frustrated growl from the blond, when he found the genius was wearing a singlet (3) under his shirt. He pulled away from the now swollen lips and glared at the white top.
"Why are you wearing fucking layers tonight?" he said lowly, voice thick with desire.
Artemis shrugged, saying nothing and raised his thin arms. Smiling at him coyly. Zack pulled the offending piece of clothing up and off the genius and swooped back down for another kiss. Claiming the mouth that was so rightfully his. Fuck everyone else.
When the skirt was off, lying somewhere in another stall. And the genius was left in his very revealing and lacy under garments. Zack pulled him away from the wall and pushed him under the hot spray. Artemis gave a yelp and pulled away. Glaring at Zack from under wet bangs.
"You asshole. Wait until I'm naked before you push me under here! Do you know how much these cost!" he fumed, gesturing to the black garter and stockings. He hadn't even taken off his shoes yet.
Zack smiled and shrugged carelessly. He gave the other boy the once over and trapped the genius against the wall with his body. Hot water falling down his back.
"Well... you're not wearing any underwear. So really you are naked.". Fiery blue eyes glared up at him. Zack chuckled. "I'll buy you some new stockings and crap. Chill baby." he said, running greedy hands up smooth thighs and attaching his grinning mouth to the slighter boys shoulder.
Artemis stepped out of his shoes. Wrapping his legs around Zack's waist as the blond lifted him up.
"'Chill baby.' Indeed."
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(1) Might not be true of course. But I never went to high school. And where I live, we don't have locker rooms as such. Just change rooms, with no showers.
(2) That's right folks! He's wearing one of those thigh high stoking things that are attached to garters. I find them very attractive.
(3) http/www. au /SHOPPING/prodpix/support singlet small.jpg (That is a singlet for those who don't know.)
Ending Note: No lemon. I'm real sorry, but I'm just no good at them. Really. And flamers? Instead of mouthing off. Why not lend me your perfect writing skills and help? Because you're obviously so much better at writing these sorts of scenes than me.
(Some errors have been corrected, thanks to TrunkZy. Kiss kiss.)