(A/N): Hey Guys! So, here's the next chapter. I had to basically rewrite it because it heavily referenced the last chapter, which I also heavily changed. On the plus side, as a result of the changes, this chapter is longer than it used to be by a couple of hundred words.

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Leo

Greygorry's little piece of advice was how I ended up in a supply cupboard a little under an hour later with Brookes legs wrapped around my waist.

"You're in one hell of a mood today." She remarked as I let her push my already unbuttoned shirt off my shoulders, and I squeezed her arse- earning myself the most delightful squeak of surprise.

"Mm, well, I got some good advice." She gave an intrigued hum as I kissed my way across the soft underside of her jaw, one hand playing with the locks of hair at the nape of my neck that were just getting long enough to start to curl, and the other moving down from my shoulder to caress my pec now that it was revealed to her.

"Must have been very good advice to lead to this. Remind me to thank the person who gave it to you." I huffed out a laugh, imagining Brooke marching up to Greygorry in order to thank him for giving me advice that led to us getting intimate in a supply closet together. I didn't have quite a good enough grasp on Greygorry's personality to be able to anticipate whether he would be annoyed by her doing so, or simply amused.

"I'm sure Greygorry is simply dying for your gratitude, Boo." Her fingers tugged on my hair, and I couldn't tell whether it had been intentional or done in surprise, but either way it sent a sharp wave of pure sensation through my body.

"Greygorry, huh? He cute?" I snorted, reaching up with the hand that wasn't currently against her arse holding her to me, and lightly tugged on her hair as well, relishing in the way she arched her back against me. "Ooh, do that again." Always eager to please, I did as she asked. I carded my fingers through her hair until my palm was cupping the back of her head where her spine met her skull- I forced the thought about the fact that Greygorry's hand had been on a similar position on my head earlier, in a very different way, out of my head- and pulled on her hair again, slightly harder this time.

"Ohhh... Okay, that's nice." Her little warbled moan was quite funny to me, but I felt that mentioning that as she writhed against me would probably end poorly for me.

"Just nice?" I teased, and I knew she was trying to give me a dirty look, but it didn't quite work with the way her eyes were glassy and her pupils were blown.

"Quite nice." She practically panted, and I smirked down at her, pushing closer so I could pin her more firmly between my body and the wall- something I knew she liked. I may have liked Greygorry manhandling me, but Brooke liked me manhandling her in a very different way. Her eyes got all wide as I crowded her, moving the hand that had that had been on her ass to the wall above us now that she didn't need the support, bracketing her head with both arms as I leaned in even closer. My nose brushed hers, and for a second, all we did was share each breath.

"Quite-" I started to say, but I cut myself off as I realised she was trying to speak at the same time.

"Fucking move." I immediately started to pull back, before Brooke's legs around my waist yanked me back flush to her. "Not away- Don't move away- Against me, move against me." Oh.

Oh.

(A/N): So, what did you think?

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Also, somehow every time I wrote manhandling I misspelled it as 'mandhandling'. I don't know how that happened.

This chapter has had some extreme edits made to it on 25/12/22 - It is pretty much completely rewritten, but I've saved some of the points touched on in the old version of this chapter so that I can use them later if I want to.