Summary – I found a random Prompt List and decided to go ahead and do it. Its 64 prompts with the paring Hotstreak/Richie or other known as HotGear; one of my favorite parings. There is Yaoi/boy love/boyxboy action and mature contact in here. DO NOT read if you DO NOT like! LAST WARNING! Rated M for future chapters

Chapter Two / Prompt Two – Touch

It was addicting.

The feel of his almost too warm hands roaming and mapping his body.

The feel of his teeth marking his skin, always careful so the marks were never seen.

He could just lay here forever and be content with the feeling.

He opened his eyes to see Emerald eyes looked down at him; he smiled and cupped his cheek before he kissed him lightly.

Richie jerked awake when his door was pounded on and his best friend opened the door; they stuck their head inside the door and smirked at him.

"Yo, Rich. Wake up!"

Virgil opened the door wider and continued to smirk at him.

"Today's the first day of College! And the first day of true freedom!"

Richie groaned and rolled back over and pulled the covers over his head. He wanted to go back to his nice dream; they have been getting worse lately and more vivid, he already knew that he had a crush on the Pyro and it just made it worse. When he realized that Virgil wasn't going to leave he sat up, and rubbed his face.

"Okay, okay. I'm up"

He yawned as he stretched and groaned when he heard his back crack. Virgil still continue to smirk at him, he was leaning against the door frame.

"Just think. Maybe you'll find some guy that you like and finally get a boyfriend!"

He laughed as Richie blushed darkly and threw his pillow at his best friend.

"Not cool man!"

Virgil just laughed harder as he walked away; it didn't bother him that Richie was gay, hell he stood up to Richie's father when Richie finally came out. His laughed died to a chuckle as he looked around the place; it was a nice little apartment that they share.

Richie sighed as he stood up and wrapped his arms around himself; Virgil had no idea what his words really meant, he sighed and walked over to his closet and slowly got dressed. He could still feel the hands that he dreamt of, he shook his head and started to pull his pants on and socks.

"Yo man. I'm heading off to class, you're okay to go by yourself?"

Richie looked at him before he smirked at him.

"Of course. I'm still Gear after all"

Virgil laughed at him before he waved him off and walked out; Richie's smile fell as he looked himself in the mirror and sighed. Another school year and another year of useless information; thanks to the Big Bang, he was a genius, everything was just so low for him. He rubbed his face as he was ready and grabbed his backpack and walked out the door before he locked it.

Richie slowly walked out of his apartment complex and down the sidewalk, he looked around as he made his way to the school; he was so out of it, that he let out a small scream when he was grabbed and pulled into an alley way. He could tell by how large the hands were that whoever it was…wasn't Virgil; Richie let out a groan as he hit the wall hard. His vision swam at the hit, he heard the person gasp before he opened his eyes when he heard his name.

"Foley?"

Richie blinked and looked at the person before he blinked once he made the person in front of him out; oh fuck.

"Hotstreak?"

They just stood there and stared at each other, Richie was the first to notice how close they were; he bit his lip to keep in the moan of his heat the rolled off of him. He wondered if Hotstreak remembers that one night they shared; it was late New Year's Eve and they spent it sitting on a roof sharing heat as the night ticked away.

Hotstreak stepped closer to him, which made Richie swallow thickly; he could smell the scent he's been missing, the burning and warmth. Hotstreak kept getting closer to him as Richie finally spoke.

"W-what are you doing?"

Richie mumbled lowly as Hotstreak looked at him and gave him a smirk; which just left Richie blinking confused.

"Wanna skip class with me, Genius?"

"What? I can't do that"

Hotstreak arched an eyebrow at him, but his smirk never left his face.

"Don't pull that hero stuff on me, Gear"

Richie just stared at him again; did he know? No he couldn't really could he?

"Took me a while but I finally figured it out"

Richie held back a laugh as Hotstreak sounded proud with himself that he knew who Gear was; he watched as Hotstreak stared at him.

"Come on Foley"

Richie slightly inhaled as Hotstreak pushed his hand up Richie's sweater and placed his hands on his skin; Richie's stomach flexed as he bit his lip.

"Damn, you're still as soft as the last time"

"Y-you're not going to run away?"

He asked as he slowly wrapped his arms around his neck and smiled as he felt his arms wrap around his waist and held him close.

"I told you I would find you again; and I did. I don't plan on losing you again"

Hotstreak looked at him as Richie blushed darkly.

"Even if I'm Gear?"

"Even if"

He mumbled as he finally kissed him and pushed him against the wall again, Richie shuddered as those almost too warm hands roamed his body again. He really missed his touch.

A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update. I started my new college class and was stuck in the hospital. ugh. But everything's all good! Please R&R