Vance was in the garage at a bizarre hour in the night, he was searching for something and couldn't seem to find it. He looked under tables, under the car, and even behind Neil's desk thinking the man accidentally picked it up.

He heard a noise and instantly got spooked and his hand went to his pocket, fingers grazing the knife.

The door opened. A prefect? Neil? One of his boys? No. It was Duncan. "Hi", he waved his fingers at him. "Dun... get out, seriously, you aren't suppose to be here"

Duncan approached him and put his arms around the boy's small frame, he kissed his neck, "I felt like making a booty call"

"At 2:30 in the morning?"

"Yeah, I catch it at odd hours", he said.

"Well not now, I'm looking for something", he said and pushed him away. "What you looking for?", he asked.

"My comb...", he pouted. "I was looking all in the dorm and couldn't find it, I hope I didn't leave at the tenant"

"Want me to go get it for you?", Duncan asked. Vance looked at him and kissed his cheek gently. Duncan never told him but those light kisses he gave meant a lot to him. "No, it's fine, I'll buy a new one"

"You sure", he pulled the boy by his waist. "Yes", he said. Duncan's fingers slowly eased their way down his pants and Vance just watched him, then jerked when his fingers passed something. "No", vance laughed and pushed him back, making his fingers slide out. "Aw", he frowned, "we'll just say you were fixing a car", he pulled towards the car in the garage. "Duncan! No..."

"Yes Vance", he smirked.

Goddammit, Vance thought as Duncan had lifted off the ground and on to the car. "Just a quickie"

"You mean about an hour and forty five minutes?", his eyebrow arched. "I do not take that long...", he smiled. "Yes you do, you take forever"

He kissed the boy deeply, running his tongue over his lips as his hands found their way at his zipper. "Promise I won't take long this time", he smirked. Vance rolled his eyes, it was so going to take a long time, which he rarely complained about, but since they were on school grounds and it was damn 2:30 in the morning, he was bit weary; he dragged the greaser's pants off, cupping him below and leaving kisses on his neck.

His hands started to move and Vance wrapped his arms around his neck feeling the slow stroke. "Sooo, what you do today?", he asked while his thumb rubbed the tip. Vance buried his face in his neck, "nothing...", he began to pant.

"Aw? Come on, you must've done something interesting", he rubbed him faster and Vance bit his lip. "Nothin...", he said again.

He stopped and pushed the boy back on the hood of the car. He kissed down his body, licking and leaving small bites. When he felt his tongue flick away at him his fingers tangled his hair and even attempted to push him away. Vance looked down, seeing his head bob up and down, his toes curled and he took deep breaths. "Duncan...", he muttered. Duncan lifted up his head, sticking his tongue out playfully. "Yeah baby?", he took a lot of joy teasing Vance like this. "What's wrong... you gonna beg for it?", he cupped his face. "You want me to stop or keep going?", He wanted him to keep going truly, Duncan treated him to good for him to tell him something like stop and no more. "Come on, tell me what you want, grease you up like a tool? Crank ya chain?"

"Fuck... you... so hard", he uttered. Duncan arched his brow, "is that a command or a wish?", he smirked as he hovered him. He kissed the greaser roughly and he was pulled deeper into the kiss, Vance bit his tongue as he felt a pressure beneath him and Duncan lifted him up by his waist. "Ahh... Ah!"

I can't take him, he kissed his shoulders and looked at him in the eyes, "you feel me..."

He felt him go deeper. "Ah! Yes...", he moaned.

He had him folded and the paced quickened. Vance bit his wrist and shut his eyes tight, hearing the hood of the car pop in and out from him pressing him into the hood. He licked his lips and pulled Vance's arms away from his face. He wanted to make him scream on purpose, he kissed the boy deeply, buried his face in his neck going faster. Their hearts beating so fast Vance could hear it in his ears, his eyes fluttered, "Duncan!"

"Scream for me..."

Vance held on to the tank top he wore, his nails pulled at it, almost tearing it in half. Realizing he was taking to long, his hand wrapped him and started moving which instantly made the boy crazy. "Duncan!", he screamed repeatedly, Duncan seemed to stare at him as he tormented him. "Cum for me...", he kissed his cheek. "Come on Vance, do it for me baby"

1 hour later

"Vance!"

He jolted and looked behind him. "W-what?"

"Where were you?", asked Norton, who suspiciously had Pinky, Derby cousin behind him. Vance squinted his eyes. "I think the real question is what are y'all doing"

They looked at each other and both immediately blush, "Don't try to put this on her! What WHERE YOU DOIN'!"

"Look all i know is I was finding my comb in the garage, you two were probably causing a rumble"

"Fuck you, Vance! We were...", he looked at Pinky, "We were watching the outsiders!", she shouted.

"Really? Did the rumble turn you on or the part where Johnny stabbed that guy?", he smirked in which Norton threw a shoe his way. "Fuck off Vance, why you walkin' funny"

He was about to open the door to this dorm and turned bright red. "Fuck you Norton..."