Chapter two! Woot!

-brief disclaimer about ownership of Veronica Mars characters-

Rating: M, again, for good reason

"Mercer, come on, this isn't a good idea! Not in my room!" Moe whispered as loudly and forcefully as he could, trying to get Mercer to change his mind.

"Look, she's out cold. It's not like she's going to feel any pain, though I'm sure this isn't Veronica's first time. I mean, she was going out with Logan. Logan can't be in any relationship unless he knows he's gonna get some." Mercer stared down at Veronica, trying to block Moe out as he kept jabbering about right and wrong. Veronica was a beautiful girl. And he wouldn't have done this to her, because she would've had even more incentive to find out who the rapists were.

But, if Mercer did this right, Veronica wouldn't know anything had happened. Mercer would have a great time, possibly Moe if he could get him to grow a pair, and Veronica wouldn't remember or feel a thing.

He practically shoved a whole vial down her throat, plus what Moe put in her tea. She would be out for at least a day or two, maybe more. Mercer hadn't really tested the affects of more than one dose of GHB.

"Mercer, let's not, all right? I'm not okay with this! I mean, helping you and you doing it while I wasn't there was one thing. But not in my room, with me here! And you asking me to do this, too? I'm not a rapist!"

Mercer whirled on Moe, glaring at his friend, ignoring the sharp pain in his leg. "No? Not a rapist? Is being a rapist's accomplice any better? Without you, I couldn't have done all this. You're the same as me, Moe. Don't go trying to save yourself now. You're in as deep as I am, and you know it. You're just getting cold feet because you're afraid you'll get caught."

Moe whimpered, and sat down, glancing at Veronica's still form on the floor of his dorm room. "It's not right." He whispered softly, his eyes flicking up to Mercer for a split second before moving back to Veronica.

"Not right? Of course it's not right, Moe! But that's what makes it so fun! Don't you feel it? When you're taking the girls back to their apartments in that stupid safety car, don't you get even the littlest bit excited, knowing what's going to happen? If you didn't like this, you wouldn't have agreed to it from the beginning. What's got you so scared now? Don't tell me you're getting in touch with your conscience…"

Mercer was winning. He knew he was. Moe was so pathetic. He hadn't even been laid. Not once. This was his chance. He could lose his virginity, and even practice a few times so he wouldn't have to be embarrassed with some girl further down the road. If Mercer pushed enough, Moe would do whatever he asked. That was what was so great about him.

Seeing that Moe was about to sputter out some other lame excuse, Mercer sat down next to Moe, and put his arm around him. "Come on, buddy. Look at her. Just… look at her. When are you going to get another chance to have something that good, huh?" Moe's cheeks were flushing.

Good.

"Take a good look, Moe. Don't you want some of that? Haven't you wanted to feel what it's like, instead of hearing about it from me and the other guys? It's your turn, man. After me, of course." I'm not going to be getting seconds...

Moe swallowed and nodded, and Mercer clapped him on the back. "Great! If you don't want to watch, man, that's okay. You can go in my room and I can call you when I'm done." Mercer pulled his room key out of his pocket and handed it to Moe.

Moe took it, slowly, and stood up, heading towards the door. Mercer knew that Moe would have a good time. He knew it. It was time for Moe to know what it felt like. As soon as the door was closed, Mercer looked down at Veronica, and grinned. She was all his.

"Dude, where's Veronica?" Wallace asked, standing in a small triangle with Logan and Piz. Logan and Wallace, after going to the apartment and finding it empty, came back to the party.

"She didn't leave, did she?" Logan said, turning his attention to Piz.

"No! I… Well, maybe…" Piz said, stuffing his hands in the pockets of his jeans, looking embarrassed. "I don't know…"

"You don't know?! How could you not know? You were still here with her when we left!" Logan shouted.

"She made some announcement on stage using the mike, asking where that girl was. She said she'd be waiting down by the front of the stage. I was off making sure that no one else was drugged, and then I saw you guys." Piz glanced down at the stage. "Look, she could still be there. I'll go check."

Piz left the group quickly, moving through the crowd to the stage.

"If she's gone, I'm killing him." Logan growled, pulling his phone from his pocket. Dialing Veronica's number, he put the phone to his ear.

Mercer moved towards Veronica, already feeling hotter just looking at her. If only he could see her respond to what he'd do… That was always fun for him. Though he hated the time it took to get the girl to this stage.

Girls were always so slow.

They had to get to know the guy first. They could just say, 'hey, you're hot, let's have sex.' No. They had to be so slow, and annoying. Didn't they understand that they were just dangling themselves in front of guys like fresh meat? "Teases. You're all teases." Mercer said, getting closer. Reaching down for her, he jumped and fell backwards as a phone started ringing.

"God damn it!" He yelled, storming over to the corner where Veronica's phone was. Grabbing it from the floor, he ended the call and turned it off. He hated those things. Throwing it on the couch, he made his way back over to Veronica, undoing the buttons of his shirt. "Now, where were we?"

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