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 that doesn't mean I'm going to give him back.
Pairings: Many. Many.
Warning: SLASH. Lots and lots of SLASH. It's everywhere! Flamers should cover their virgin eyes. Crossdressing. OOCness. Cussing and my poor attempts at smut!
Rating: M
Authoress' Greeting: I use the word "ball" a lot in this chapter. And there is some sort of smut at the end. YES, smut. It's not very good and I was half asleep when I wrote it, but I gotta give the readers what they want don't I? Yes.
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Chapter 7: Volleyball and other useful things to do in a pool.
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Artemis liked swimming. It was the only sport he was any good at. Though he didn't do it often, because it was still tiering and you got that awful swimmers body if you did it everyday. And the genius didn't want a box like body, thank you.
Still, even though he enjoyed having a swim, a few laps here and there, he did NOT like swimming when the school was involved. Because that meant that, instead of swimming, they would have races or play some retarded game. And that meant a physical workout. It wasn't appealing.
It was where he was currently stationed. At the pool area in the cold Autumn wind. There where three pools in all. One was a long Olympic sized pool. It was 50 meters long and 25 in width and had a diving tower at one end and starting blocks at the other. The other was a long, thin lap pool, 60 meters in length and 10 meters wide. Then there was a round, smaller pool where students could relax in and muck around if the other pools where in use. They where marked Pool 1, Pool 2 and Pool 3.
There was also two hot tubs and a sauna. All three used constantly. All pools where heated to fit the colder months of the school year. Deck chairs where lined up next to the round pool and there was a long row of bleachers next to the main pool. For competitions.
It was a very nice area of the school. But that didn't mean Artemis wanted to be there. It was cold dammit and he wanted to go back to his dorm and share body heat with Zack, Oliver or Will. Or perhaps all three. Who's brilliant idea was it to come to this stupid swim club anyway?
"I LOVE swimming!"
Oh that's right. Artemis turned to Oliver, who stretched his arms over his head and grinned like a fool. No surprise there, he was a fool. A good looking one, who gave fantastic blow jobs. But a fool none the less. Artemis shivered.
"I do too. But right now I'd like being in a nice warm bath better." he remarked tartly.
"Are you cold?" asked Zack. The blond wasn't cold, but if Artemis was, he'd be all too happy to warm him up. Perhaps in the empty hot tub over there. The genius nodded the affirmative and was immediately wrapped in Zack's toned arms. The blonds body pressing into his back. "Better?"
Artemis nodded.
"Yes." he turned around in Zack's embrace and cuddled up to him. Cuddling was rare and Artemis hardly gave the boys the pleasure of his more... huggable side. But it was cold.
The pair had a few moments of 'lovey dovey-ness' as it was want to be called. Until Paul Evans, a tall red head who had a passion for swimming, you could tell by his broad shoulders and cleanly shaven body, barked at them to 'cut it out'. Paul was the captain of the little swim club and he took his position very seriously. Artemis had had sex with him once, in the round pool. Go figure Paul wanted to shag in water... the guy was part fish.
"We're here to swim! Not paw eachother! O'Connell get the fuck off him so we can start!" ordered Paul in a loud voice.
Artemis pushed himself away from Zack, startled by the sudden order and the sheer... loudness of it. And stood a little way off, sulking. Zack shot a glare at Paul at being interrupted, Artemis was never cuddly. Paul smirked nastily at him. There was an unspoken rivalry in St Bartbleys.
Zack, Oliver and Will vs The rest of the school.
Being the ones who got to sleep with Artemis on a regular basis, (something they liked to flaunt) the three where both popular and hated. But then again, popular people are hated.
Paul turned to the rest of the gaggle of boys standing around Pool 3's side. Half looked like they had better places to be, but Artemis was there, in a swim suit, so they'd deal. Said swimmers where a dark navy one piece that the genius had made himself. Not liking the trunks the school sold. They had a high cut leg, but it was cut off by an over hanging 'skirt'. (1) Two thin sky blue stripes running down each side. The schools emblem on the left breast.
"Ok! This afternoon we're going to be playing Volleyball!" Paul exclaimed with glee. A handful of boys, and Oliver joined in with little 'whoops' of their own. The others shuffled around, deciding if it should be fun or not. Artemis looked longingly at the hot-tubs.
"So! We'll split up into two teams and start. As you can see, the net has already been put up." the red head pointed to the roped net hanging across the pool, ghosting over the waters surface. "Lets see..."
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So Artemis soon found himself standing in the chest deep water of the Pool 3, or the round pool. It was the most shallow out of the three and was the only pool currently heated. He was standing a little ways in front of Zack. Oliver beside him and Will behind Zack. A hand full of other boys scattered around the right side of the net. They had started ten minutes ago and the two teams where tyeing.
A boy on the opposing team severed the ball and it went flying over the net. Zack hit it with his fist and sent it sailing back.
"This isn't so bad." he commented. Oliver happily agreeing as he hit the ball with the heel of his hand. Artemis glared and crossed his thin arms, someone served the ball to him and the genius stayed where he was, the white ball flying over his head and into the water.
"I don't think so. I think this is stupid." he said, nose in the air.
Will picked up the ball and beat it with a fist, sending it over the net so the game could continue. He looked at his lover. As did the other two.
"You're going to make us loose if you don't start hitting the ball." he whined.
Artemis ignored him (the ball flying past his shoulder) and admired his nails. Zack laughed lowly and hit the ball as it was passed to him, Artemis watching the movement with mild fascination. He liked the way the boys bodies moved when they stretched their arms to reach the ball.
"Come on sweet, hit it. If only once."
Zachary O'Connell had a strange sort of power over the Irish genius. It didn't come into play often, because Artemis wasn't one to be ordered around by anyone. Save his parents and Butler, and maybe Holly, if he was feeling nice. But Zack could make the brunet do things when others could not. Nobody knew why, Zack claimed it was his devilish looks and charm. Artemis claimed that the blond fool held no such power over him and that people should mind their own business.
Artemis looked at Zack, who smiled back at him in an encouraging sort of way, waggling his eyebrows. The genius looked back toward the net.
"Fine, you want me to hit it? I'll hit it." And when the ball came sailing his way, Artemis did just that. He drew his hand back and hit it. With a lot more force then was needed. The white sphere flew through the air and over the net, slamming into the face of one Paul Evans. The red head keeled over and covered his face with his hands, wailing in agony.
Artemis shook his hand, which hurt and was turning red and glared at nothing imparticular as some of the boys rushed to Paul's aid, while the others erupted into pearls of laughter. Zack moved through the water and enveloped the slight genius around the shoulders.
"Did you aim for him?" he asked in low tones in Artemis' ear. The smaller boy shrugged.
"No, of course not. He was just in the way of the ball. I suppose this means we aren't playing anymore?" It wasn't really a question and Zack took it as an order, pulling Artemis through the water and out of the pool.
"Guess not." he said, wrapping Artemis in a towel and lifting him into his arms. Artemis would complain that his feet would get cold if he had to walk himself. "So princess, what to do now."
"I want to go to the hot-tubs. Over there." Artemis pointed. It was all he needed to do, because as much power the blond held over him at times. The genius' rule over the school was greater, little whore or no. His word was LAW.
"Ok then! Hot-tubs it is!" Zack exclaimed with glee, walking the short distance over to them. One was full, the other held only two boys. Zack put Artemis down and climbed in, lowering himself down into the warm water. Artemis dropped the towel and went in after him, though lowering himself onto Zack, instead of the seat. Straddling his hips.
"This is good, care to make it better?" he asked coyly, smiling at Zack. The blond complied and bent foreword, closing the distance between them and all but crushing his mouth to Artemis', closed mouthed kisses a thing of the past, their tongue's sought eachother immediately.
Zack was a boy with busy hands and they made themselves useful and ran up and down Artemis' curved sides, and over his bare back. The genius shuffled closer, pressing their bodies together and threading his slim fingers though Zack's wet, blond locks, pulling the boys face closer. Artemis tilted his face a little for Zack to get better access to his mouth.
Such a display was a rare treat for the other boys sitting in the tub and the one next to it. Some had only been with Artemis in daydreams and others wished they could have another go. When Artemis, being the more mobile of the couple, started rubbing himself against Zack's harder body. Grinding, raising his body up and then dropping it back down. They where glad the water was so bubbly you couldn't see certain things.
Zack reached down and gripped Artemis' behind, pulling him closer. Jerking their cocks against eachother so they could feel the flesh underneath the swimming trunks. Artemis gave a small, sharp cry and jerked against him, wanting to feel that sensation again. Deepening the kiss, if that was at all possible.
It was at that moment that Oliver decided to join the fun and eased himself into the tub, sliding his hands over the milky sides of the genius and up his chest.
"Share Zack." he purred, bringing one hand up to push Artemis' ebony hair away from his neck and run light, stabbing kisses up and down the ivory column of skin, while Zack continued moving Artemis against his erection.
Artemis, for his part was quickly loosing his grasp on sanity and idly wondered where Will was, with his last shred of rational thought. When one of the three started molesting him, it seemed to send out a silent beacon and summon the other two. It was very strange, Artemis would have to look into it.
Oliver moved his hands down south and the genius felt something hard press into his lower back. He pulled away from Zack's mouth, the blond grumbling in disappointment, moving to nip at his shoulder. To try and take control of such a public display of affection. People. Were. Watching.
"Stop it! Everyone is watching us! Stop it right now!"
There was no reaction from either boys as their mouths where far too busy to reply. Artemis tried again and got as far as spitting out the letter 'S' when Will appeared out of nowhere and looked for a good place to attach himself. He shoved Zack over a bit and sunk down into the water until his was shoulder deep in the frothing liquid. He took one thin arm, that was looped loosely around Zack's neck and ran kisses up the goose bump covered flesh, being the only place on Artemis that was available.
Artemis abandoned his attempts at making them stop and relaxed into the mass of bodies coupled around him. Oh well... at least this wasn't volleyball.
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(1) Artemis' swimmers are of the Cardcaptor Sakura variety. Here's a scan: (just take out the spaces)
http/ i3. photobucket. com /albums/y57/artemis4ever/ sakuras swimmers .jpg
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Ending Note: I realize that my 'lime' was constantly broken up by sarcastic comments and dry humor. But... that's how I write and my lemons/limes suffer because of it. I try REALLY hard. You wanted them remember. Don't yell at me if they suck, I warned you.
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