Chapter 2

As Lance stepped into the restroom, Pietro walked out of one of the stalls. He washed his hands, then turned to Lance.

"You want something?"

"Yeah, just promise you won't kill me for that."

"Gee, what are you going to do, that's going to get me so pissed off?"

"Promise."

"All right, I promise."

"Now close your eyes."

Pietro looked at him strangely. But Lance just couldn't do what he planned with the speedster watching him. After a while, the younger boy complied, closing his eyes. Slowly, Lance closed the space between them. Pietro must have sensed it, because he furrowed his brow, but beside that, he didn't move.

"Good," thought rock-tumbler.

He leaned in and gently placed his lips on Pietro's. Within a second he could feel his slim body tense, and began to pull back.

"Too bad," he thought. "I really liked kissing Pietro. Much more than Kitty."

But as he started to draw back, slender arms wrapped themselves around his neck, trapping him in place. Pietro's lips parted a little, his tongue sliding out and trying the entrance of brunette's mouth. Damn! Pietro was kissing him back. Cautiously, he let his arms wrap around Pietro's waist. He didn't pull back. Not even when rock-tumbler let his tongue explore the damp cavern of the other teen's mouth.

The kiss was growing more and more passionate, but finally they had to part as their lungs starved for oxygen. Lance was grinning like a madman, while Pietro looked little dazzled. He shook his head.

"Why did you do that?" he demanded from the older boy.

"I… don't know. I guess I-kind-of-like-you-and-all…" Lance blurted out.

But for Pietro it was easy to decipher. After all he was the quickest thing on the planet, with rare exceptions of light and very few vehicles.

The bell rang, causing both boys to jump in surprise. Pietro quickly hugged Lance, whispering in his ear "I like you too," and with that he was gone, leaving the dumbfounded boy in the bathroom.

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All the way to the boarding house they've been quiet. When Todd asked what's going on, he just got a cold glare from both of them, shutting up on the rest of the way. When they finally arrived, both of them went straight to Lance's room. Right now, they didn't care about Fred and Todd.

As soon as the door shut, Pietro found himself pinned against the wall, his lips stolen in a rough kiss. He kissed back, biting lightly and moaning into Lance's mouth, as rock-tumbler's hand moved over his chest and stomach, to rest on the growing bulge in his pants. Speedster wrapped his arms around the older boy, trying to pull him closer. One of his knees he shoved between brunette's legs, getting a surprised gasp in return.

"Are we gonna tell the rest?" asked Pietro, as Lance placed hot kisses on the side of his neck.

"Let's – kiss – make – kiss –it –kiss – a little – kiss – secret – kiss – of ours."

The other boy laughed softly, then pushed Lance towards the shaky bed. Springs very loudly expressed their protest, as two boys fell onto the mattress. Lance, apparently discontented with Pietro being the on top, flipped them over and discovered, that the other boy did not mind being the bottom. In fact, as soon as her was on his back, he started tugging on Lance's shirt, removing it in a matter of seconds.

Pietro run a hand along Lance's chest, caressing one of the nipples in his way. His milky skin looked even lighter, on the tanned background.

"You don't know, how long I wanted to do that," white haired teen said, kissing the chest above him.

"Tell me," said Lance, removing Pietro's shirt.

"Since the day I met you."

Once again they kissed, Lance's fingers unbuckling his soon-to-be lover's belt. In few minutes the rest of the clothes lay discarded on the floor, and Lance was kissing his way down Pietro's stomach. The white haired teen moaned loudly, as rock-tumbler's tongue swirled around, licking off the pre-cum. Before any of them could do anything more, there was a knock on the door followed by a loud cough.

"You guys all right in there, yo?"

"I'm gonna kill that toad," whispered Pietro into Lance's ear while getting up.

Within few seconds he was in his clothes and walked towards the door. He opened them just enough to go through, not letting Todd see Lance still undressed, lying on his bed.

"Yes, we're fine," speedster's voice was filled with so much cold, that it made Lance shiver. He lied down, hiding his face in the pillow. Then Pietro called:

"We'll finish this later, that one I can promise."

Lance heard the door closing and let out a sigh of both relief (Todd didn't find them naked in bed) and frustration (he was so close to the guy he felt something for and he had to draw back). Not botering to even check his books, he fell asleep.