AN: My first request on Tumblr comes from an anon named girsh, she said. She asked for future, smutty-ish sexually active Camaya with Tori being too curious, Tristan being indifferent, Zig being adhdhedhj no and locker room talk. Now, I tried to keep it T-rated, Girsh and I never really got locker room talk, but yet it's basically dialogue so... I don't know, I filled it though.

"I'm not telling you that."

"Oh yes, Saunders, you are."

"No!"

"Why not!"

"Because I don't want to!"

Nate rolled his eyes at Cam, and looked to Luke hopelessly. Cam looked down at his clothes to avoid the teams' hot and troubling gazes. He heard someone sigh deeply, which made him look up.

"Look, Cam. You've been dating the girl for a year three months. It's your time, now Cam. You have to spill the beans about her. It's law." Ari said. "And I'm being seriously, I think I actually made one of you guys write that down somewhere."

Cam rolled his eyes. He hated this kind of stuff. In the first month of their relationship, they went through hell and back because of these guys and then when everything cooled down and people graduated, they got so invasive and pushy. It was weird.

"You have to tell us the three basic things." Ari said gleefully. "Is she a virgin, how far you guys have gone, and is she a screamer. It is on this piece of paper we found in Donahouge's locker dated September 5th or 3rd, I really can't tell. Bro, this is some fucked up handwriting."

"I'm not saying one word until you get off this topic, Tori."

"Oh, yes, Maya you are."

"No!"

"See! Now, tell me!"

"Should I be here for this? I mean, cleaning the band room for extra credit isn't that important." Zig asked, his hands pressed to his ears. Tristan and Tori rolled their eyes at him. Maya shook her head no at all of them, for the first time in her life wanting to leave the band room as fast as she can.

"Okay, Maya. You and Saunders have been going out for fifteen whole months and while I admit he was not nor is not my favorite person in the whole world, you are one of them and you two must have done something and I really want to know!" Tor whined, holding on to Maya's shirt. "No, I need to know."

"I don't." Tristan said, focusing on his French horn. "But I don't really care, so..."

"Why do you need to know?" Zig asked his girlfriend. Maya raised her hands up in exasperation. "Yeah! Thank you, Zig!"

Tori raised an eyebrow at him. "FYI, Zig, this is my best friend here."

Tristan made a noise in the back of his throat and whipped around to face Tori. "Excuse me?"

"You're lying, Saunders." Ari shook his head. Cam groaned.

"Why is it so hard to believe that we don't do anything. Bag on Luke, he's been after Jenna for years!" he complained. Luke threw a towel at him, and Cam caught it. Luke rolled his eyes before he spotted something on his teammate's neck... a tiny dark sort of thing...

"You want to know why it's hard to believe that?" Luke asked. "Because, Cam, there's a hickey on your neck."

"You two haven't done anything? Nothing at all, behind the scenes for a year?" Tori said skeptically once she explained to Tristan that Maya was her best girlfriend, Zig was her boyfriend, and he was her best friend.

"It's honestly nothing you haven't seen before." Maya shrugged, cleaning off a clarinet.

"Maya... what's that on your neck..." Tristan asked, craning his head to observe his friend. "Is that a bruise...?"

Zig scrunched his nose. "No, Tristan, that's a-"

"Hickey! Maya Matlin, someone gave you a hickey."

"Damn it Maya." Cam complained under his breath as his teammates began to call out things at him. Rancid, dirty things.

"Okay, you lied to us!" Ari stated, shaking his head.

"Tell us the truth now, how far have you gone?" said, punching him.

Cam rolled his eyes. "Not that far."

"Is she a virgin or was she a virgin?"

"I don't know."

"How could you not know?"

"I didn't ask and she didn't tell. "

"That means you almost did something."

"No it doesn't."

"Well, why the hell not, Cam?"

"Because it's not just my decision, you know."

"So she's a prude, like Luke and his luscious little sister?"

While Luke was pounding the guy who said that, Cam answered. "No, she's not."

"So she's a freak. You know... it's always the quiet ones."

"No, she's not and don't get any ideas."

"What, do you think she's ugly or something?"

"No, she's beautiful."

"Are you gay?"

"Yes, Owen. Yes, I am and I'm fucking your brother in your bed every time you're not home, okay?"

"Fuck you, Saunders."

"No thanks."

He took off his undershirt to change and ignored the new catcalls about the scratches on his back.

"I'm literally going to kill him. TorI really don't feel comfortable-"

"How'd you get the hickey, Maya!"

"You should know that already."

"Okay look, I can go-"

"Zig, sit down. Three against one is better than two."

"How far has it gone? Are you still a virgin?"

"No, I'm half of one."

"That's not funny, those exist! Like that Holy Mary."

"Becky would slap you for that."

"Tristan, quiet. Maya, tell us how far you've gone? Who would we tell? We really don't have anyone else who cares."

"Not as far as you probably think."

"Is he a virgin?"

"I guess so, I don't really know."

"Why in the name of hell not?"

"Because I didn't ask and he didn't tell me and it's not important cause it's only been three months."

"But you have a hickey!"

"We got carried away, but that not that far!"

"So you did something! Or is he a bible thumper. He gives off that vibe."

"See! Tris knows his bible thumpers."

"I'm just so uncomfortable right now."

"He's not a bible thumper. He's just a gentleman. And even when I'm ready, it'll be his decision too."

"So it is him. Is he not hot to you anymore?"

"No, he is."

"Is it you? Are you feeling insecure about your body again?"

"Yes Tori, I'm getting lipo Monday morning."

"Goddamn it, Maya."

Maya stood tiptore to place a music sheet on a top shelf, and Zig groaned once her shirt rode up to reveal some strange things about her alabaster skin.

"Maya, there's like prints and stuff all over your hips."

When he left the locker room, he made sure to be the first one out so he could pick Maya up from the band room and run before anyone on the hockey team could get to her. He raced down to the band room, and bumped square into her as she was leaving.

"Maya!" he hissed. "You gave me a hickey, and you don't even want to know about my back. It looks like an Etch-a-Sketch." He grabbed her hand guided her to the door, spotting Ari in the distance.

"Oh yeah, Cam? Well look! My hips look like a grubby four year old grabbed them." Maya stopped when they turned a corner and lifted her shirt up a little. He raised his eyebrows at her apologetically and she shoved him.

"Do you know what Tori and them have been doing to me all afternoon? Well... Tori and not so much Tris and not Zig for that matter have been questioning me about our sex life and whether it exists or not."

"So has the hockey team, Maya!" he said. Maya sighed, leaning foward to bury her face into his neck, frustrated.

"Maya, honey, I love you but this is how we got into this mess in the first place."

"Shut up, Campbell Saunders."