(A/N): Hey Guys! More smut! ... Sort of. This is the last of the prewritten chapters for today- well, I had to write the last half just then- and it settles the terms of Brooke and Leo's relationship really.

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Leo

I met up with Brooke after dinner, and we wandered the mostly deserted corridors for maybe half an hour before I got up the courage to tell her.

"And then in History-"

"Elaine and I snogged." I blurted, and she stared at me blankly for a second before blinking as I bit my lip.

"I know, she forgot to do up her shirt. I didn't expect you to tell me though." I raised an eyebrow at her out of surprise.

"You- You didn't?" She shook her head.

"Leo, what are our rules in this relationship?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What rules?" She shot me a grin.

"Exactly. We don't have any rules, because neither of us expect this relationship to go anywhere." She said, gripping my arms as she gave me a sweet smile.

"So... what? You're okay with this?" Her smile dropped slightly, and she shrugged.

"As okay as I can be with another girl snogging my boyfriend." I frowned.

"It was all my fault, not hers." She quirked an eyebrow at me.

"Really? So she did absolutely nothing while you kissed her?" I winced slightly.

"Okay, so there was equal fault on both our parts." She shot me a smirk, and raised her hands, slim fingers finding the collar of her shirt.

"Oh?" She asked, popping the first button.

"Yeah." I said, swallowing thickly.

"Really?" Second button, undone.

"Yep." I said, popping the p.

"Equal fault, huh?" Third button, and I could see the crest of her breasts.

"...Uhhn..." She grabbed me by the front of my shirt, tugging me closer to her, but our bodies still weren't touching. "Someone could see." I hissed, and she gave me a sly smile before guiding me to the nearest supply closet.

"Better?" I nodded in reply, immediately finding her lips in the dim room.

After a minute or so, I brought my hands up under her arse, lifting her upwards with her back pressed against the wall. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I pinned her there with my hips, one arm staying looped under her bottom to support her, slowly stroking her thigh while the other flew to her side.

As her arms coiled around my neck, we kissed roughly and with passion, my hand on her side slowly sneaking up, and, peeling back the corner of her shirt, I swiped the pad of my thumb over her clothed bosom.

"Leo!" She squealed quietly, her lips curved into a grin as she did so.

"Man, something is really doing it for me today." She pulled away slightly, and I backpedalled. "Not that you don't usually do it for me-" She shook her head.

"That's not what I was protesting." I watched her carefully, my hand moving from her chest to her cheek, forcing her to meet my eyes again.

"What's wrong?" I asked, and she gave a somewhat bitter chuckle.

"Is the reason you like me so much like this-" She gestured to her outfit. "Because you like me, or because it reminds you of the way she looked?" Slowly, gently, I lowered her to the ground, thinking for a second. "That's all I need to know." She went to kiss me again, but I dodged it.

"I'm thinking." I didn't want it to be true, I really didn't, but I couldn't deny that there was a spike in my activity in today's make out session with Brooke compared to the others, and was that really the reason? Could it be?

"Leo, I'm your Pre-bound girl, I know that." I raised an eyebrow. "It's like a rebound, except before the meaningful relationship, not after." I nodded slowly, understanding, but not liking where she was going with this. "Everyone knows it. That's why I get sympathetic looks in the corridors, why everyone constantly says how great you and Elaine are together, even though you have a girlfriend. You love her, it's obvious." She took a deep breath. "And I know my only chance with you is this." She gestured between us.

"What-?" She cut me off.

"I'm the pre-bound girl, and I'm fine with that. Because even a less than meaningful, superficial but friendly relationship with you while you're mooning over Elaine is better than not having you at all, Leo." I gaped at her, and she smiled sadly. "How about we make those rules for our relationship now, huh?" I nodded dumbly.

"What are you thinking?" I managed to choke out, and she shrugged lightly.

"What about, we're dating, but when either of us find someone else, you Elaine and I... whomever, no hard feelings, we end our relationship without consequences." I stared at her.

"What? Will that work?" She shook her head.

"In a normal relationship, probably not. But you're in love with Elaine, Leo, and if I find someone who I feel that way about... well, I won't be sticking around." With a small smile, I pressed a soft kiss to her lips.

"So that's our rules? Dating until we find true love?" She flashed me a smile.

"Or we get the courage to go after the love we've already found."

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

Pre-Bound:

'An extended romantic or sexual hookup that bides the time until a more serious relationship develops with another person.'

"He's not my boyfriend, he's my prebound."

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This chapter has had small edits made to it on 30/12/22 - Got rid of the 'slutty schoolgirl' thing, because the whole concept is creepy.