Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, nor do I completely own Nick and Jeff (although I'm pretty much creating their personalities myself since we haven't gotten to know them too well on the show).
A/n: Fair warning, ladies and gentlemen… this chapter is going to be a little racy compared to the previous ones. But pretty much the only idea I could come up with for this word involved the band Queen…
Queen
Saturday nights were pretty uneventful at Dalton, unless there was some kind of event going on. And seeing as it was the middle of the semester and there was absolutely nothing going on, pretty much everyone had gone home for the weekend other than the few boys whose parents lived too far away. Jeff and Nick usually didn't go home; during the week they didn't have a whole lot of time to spend together, so quiet weekends at Dalton were pretty much their only chance to have some private time. So as usual, they stumbled into their dorm room after dinner, put Nick's iPod on the dock to play some music, and collapsed across one of the beds with their hands all over each other.
Jeff moaned slightly as Nick's lips traced down the side of his jaw towards his neck. "Fuck…" the boy muttered as Nick bit down on the soft flesh.
"Did I hurt you?" Nick asked, pulling away from Jeff's neck.
"Felt good… keep going." Jeff pulled Nick back down so that their lips were pressed against each other again. They stayed that way, making out for a few minutes until the song switched to something that wasn't part of the playlist they usually had going when they were screwing around. Jeff couldn't help but laugh as Queen's "You're My Best Friend" started playing. Nick pulled away with a sigh as his roommate laughed.
"God… who would have thought that Freddie would turn out to be a cock-block," Nick muttered.
"Who said he was going to be a cock-block?"