MORE continuation of the “big, bad bedroom scene”! Woohoo! More of Pietro and Lance swapping bodily fluids! Yay! More slashy, smutty goodness here to rock your world! ^^ I'll just keep this scene going forever if I keep getting such awesome reviews and emails! Wow, you guys! I am, like, so impressed! Ya'll care! :D They love me, they really love me! ::sniff:: And I guess I was wrong `bout the flame I thought I had last time... turns out the person wasn't flaming me after all! Small miracles... ^_~

Damn, it's tough to write a sex scene! I've read so many that (umm... ::coughpervertcough::) it should be simple, but it's proving to be a bit more, uh, challenging than I anticipated, so... this may suck. No pun intended, naturally. XD But I actually kinda like this chapter, except for, well, some part you'll hafta read for yourself, but, uh... yeah. Mmkay!

You may want to go back and re-read chapters ten and eleven, just for continuation's sake. (Yeah, right -- you just want them to re-read the smut! Go on, admit it, Psycho B! Yeah, so? It's not like they don't want to! I don't hear any of `em complaining!) >.>;; Just in case you couldn't tell, I didn't bother changing most of the A/N's for this chappy...

One MAJOR QUESTION, though -- does anyone who gets ff.net's full services recommend them? Cuz, I am about sick to death of having to click off two to three pop-ups every time I go to a new page, including all of my own... so please, anyone who pays for ff.net's extra services, are they worth it? What kinda features do you really get for that price? Should I try it?

And response to... (don't bother reading unless you've reviewed/read the reviews recently)
Okay, before I start: Does anyone really care about this section? Cuz, I mean, I can just stop if no one likes it or whatever... it's time consuming for me and tedious for you, I'd imagine. Do we want to keep the review response section? Lemme know!
*michigandarlin: I'm not sure how Lance plans to keep up, but he's sure gonna try! :D
*Imhotep Ardeth Bey: It's about time your computer let you sign in and review! XD Dumb machines! Don't you worry, honey, there's always more! But yeah, homophobic parents are a drag -- they think like just because you read and maybe write or look at piccies of gays, that you'll turn out gay... yeah. That'll happen. Dummies... >.>
*Cherry Drop: One extra helping of slashy goodness, coming right up! ;D What I meant by explicit was like really hard-core porno, like the kinda stuff you'd see in dirty magazines and stuff -- like the awful penthouse letters novels my ex used to read... ::gag me with a spork:: My stuff is almost soap opera-ish, don't you think? O.o;
*Medusa171: Awright, you're forgiven this time... just don't let it happen again! ^^ I make a habit of confusing people, including myself. Don't feel bad! Since it wasn't an actual flame, I'm not mad. Heck, I doubt I'd be mad even if it was a flame -- one out of, oh, the eighty-odd positive ones I have ain't bad... :D
*Sky_Angel: Umm... `kay! I think I got all that... ^_^ So -- you didn't like chapter one, didn't understand chapter eight, can't see Lance as gay, but you DO like the Author's Notes? Is that kinda everything? Hope so. And on the password for log-in names: this computer has been on the same log-in name since we bought it -- and I know I shouldn't log it out, because, uh, no one actually remembers the password! So I can't make my own. I did, however, change my AOL password, so my mother can't sneak in and snoop at my favorites list... that faves list is more damning than anything I've got saved in Microsoft Works! :P Rogue was kinda an, uh, bridge character -- she probably won't be brought up on a regular basis, but I needed someone Pietro could talk to and discuss his feelings with, so... Rogue was it! You'll see about the fate of the bedroom door in... this chappy! And thankies for liking the A/N's!!! I feel guilty when they end up being like, twice the length of the actual chapter (d'oh!) but as long as some people like it... I guess I'll keep it up! Unless there's nothing for me to say... (yeah, that'll be the day...) If ya wanna comment on the A/N's, feel free to email! :D
*Casey Greengate - the snow ninja: Nipples is fun! XD My ex used to freak for the nipple thing (but this is because he was a freak... and prolly still is...) You should definitely try a smutfic -- they're loads of fun! But maybe you should try a straight couple to start with -- it's easier than making sure all the “he” and “he’s” and stuff make sense in m/m slash... you'll end up using the character's names repeatedly -- like, in place of every single “he” or “he’s.” I know I get myself all confused sometimes, and I'm the one who's freaking writing it! :P

Disclaimer: As if! No, really, if you actually believe I own any of this (makes grand sweeping gesture) then I have some prime swamp land down in Florida you may be interested in... No, seriously. I don't own anything. (Duh?)

My God, he sucks better'n a high-priced whore...

Not that Lance would know. Lance had, until today, been ::gasps:: ...a virgin. No one would know it, from the wild stories Lance would tell, but it was true -- Lance Alvers, the big, bad, Brotherhood leader they all knew and loved -- (some more than others, naturally) -- was a virgin. But no more! I take control now! But Lance didn't know how much more he could take -- without losing control, that is -- and he wanted to do more than just receive a blow job, despite the fact that it was very nice... but he wanted to be inside Pietro. He wondered just what Pietro would have to say about that.

Lance stroked Pietro's inverted cheek with his finger, trying to break the suction. Pietro's icy blue eyes rose to meet Lance's, but he didn't stop his motions; instead, he decided to do another swirly thing, smiling all the while from around Lance's swollen prick. Damn, he looks so innocent, gazing up with those big blue eyes-- Ahh-- Lance once again fell victim to the swirly thing. No. Lance pushed Pietro off of his penis more forcefully this time. Pietro just looked at him through veiled lashes and licked his lips. A very slutty picture, indeed.

Lance wasn't sure how to broach the subject of, well, real fucking to Pietro, but fortunately for him, Pietro solved this problem himself.

"You wanna fuck, don't you?"

Lance looked down, nodding sheepishly. "Yeah," he admitted.

"Well, just so you know, even though I am kinda the woman here, I still get a turn."

Lance thought about this for a moment. True, Pietro was playing more of the woman's role in their little love games, but he was still, in reality, male. He should get a turn. Lance just wasn't sure how his, uh, bum would feel about that. "I guess that would be okay... I mean, it's only fair."

"Right." Pietro agreed wholeheartedly, glad that Lance hadn't put up the fight he'd been anticipating.

"So... how do you wanna..." Lance trailed off, uncertain for the umpteenth time that day. Christ, this has been the day for new experiences, hasn't it? First, sleeping with Pietro, kinda, then having a tiff, again, with Pietro, fixing the furnace... kinda... but that's not exactly new... but then I got to make up with Pietro, and I still am -- in the process of, that is... Lance was brought back from his space-out session by Pietro tracing small circles around his left nipple. The slender mutant smirked.

"Have fun in Lala Land, Lanciepoo?" Pietro snickered, poking his nipple hard and drawing a startled "Hey!" from Lance. "Whatsa matter? Don't like it rough?" Pietro's lip curled upward and settled in another self-satisfied smirk.

"You want it rough, do ya?" Lance teased in a gruff, pirate-ish accent. Pietro giggled a rather unmanly giggle as Lance tackled his teammate. A wrestling match of sorts ensued.

"Lance-- ::giggle:: no!! Wait, I-- ::giggle:: Hey! No fair-- ::gigglegiggle:: QUIT IT!" With that, Pietro promptly kicked Lance off the bed.

"Oww..."

"OhMyGod, Lance, IAmSoSorry! IHadNoIdeaIWasGonnaDoThat! IAmSooo--" Pietro's voice trailed off suddenly. Lance looked behind him, following Pietro's gaze towards the gaping hole in the wall where the door used to reside.

"Uhh... um... hi, Todd. Fred."

The smallest and largest members of the Brotherhood stood in the doorway, gaping at the bizarre scene before them. Their two friends. Housemates. Teammates. “Wrestling” nude on Mystique's bed.

"Uh, JustOutOfCuriosity, HowMuchHaveYouSeen...?"

Lance was mentally kicking himself. Mystique's room was so massive, he'd completely forgotten about the fact that there was currently no door. Out of sight, out of mind, or whatever. Kick, kick, kick, kick...

"Oh, enough, yo. That's for sure." Todd didn't know what else to say. He was still, in comparison, much more articulate than Freddy, who just made some rather disturbing gurgling noises, in addition to heavy breathing. Wait, heavy breathing, yo? Is he... is he liking this? Is everyone around here queer now?

Pietro had conveniently tucked his naked self into Mystique's bed, effectively covering himself. While Todd and Fred recovered from the shock of their young lives, Pietro quickly motioned for Lance to join him in the bed to take cover from the prying eyes of the other two.

Lance scrambled ungracefully under the covers, at first as far away from the white-haired boy as possible, but then, he realized that there was no point in hiding anymore. It was blatantly obvious what was going on. Lance scooted closer to Pietro, placing a protective arm around the smaller boy's waist.

"You two -- leave. Now." Where had Todd heard that line before? Ah, yes -- last night, when Lance was, well, doing whatever it was he had been doing with Pietro after the pale one'd freaked. Ordering him out? The nerve! Todd wanted answers! And he wanted them now!

"No way, man. Not till you spill `bout what you's freaks been up to, yo." Todd was proud of himself. His voice had hardly quavered at all! Smugly satisfied with his demands, Todd posed in the doorway, crossing his arms over his chest. And he waited. And waited. And waited some more. "You's two are gonna tell us what the hell you've been up to, right under our noses! Tell `em, Freddy."

Frederick J. Dukes was a man of few words. This occasion was no exception. For a guy with supposed little brains, Freddy knew what was happening was not right. Not only in Lance and Pietro's case, but in Todd's case as well. Possibly even more so in Todd's case. "C'mon, little buddy. It's not our place to judge no one. Let's go."

"What? This is whack, yo!"

When the Toad refused to budge, Fred picked up the small mutant and flung him over his shoulder, but not before covering the hole in the wall with the door. Freddy knew those two could use some privacy right about then.

Summary continuation/update: Pietro wants Lance, Pietro makes plan, Pietro accomplishes plan (sort-of) Pietro changes/revises plan midway through, Lance acts on his own unknown-to Pietro-and-himself feelings, Lance blurts out mega serious but true three-words and kisses Pietro due to lack of caffeine, Lance feels guilty but relieved, Pietro freaks out, Todd blabs to Rogue (implied), Pietro confides in Rogue, Rogue comforts Pietro, Pietro goes home to sort things out with Lance, who is taking Mystique's door off it's hinges to gain access to the possible money/jewels/valuables inside so they can fix up the house, Pietro takes over and gets the door off in five seconds, Lance is impressed and says so, Pietro brushes it off and apologizes for being a retard earlier, Lance says it's okay, Pietro jumps Lance and, well, you know... and now they've made it to the bedroom! :D But then! As Lance and Pietro are doing their business, they discover that -- dun dun DUN! -- Todd and Freddy are standing in the doorway watching them! Terrible voyeurs that they are! But Freddy kinda but not really saves the day, and takes the vile Toad away to simmer down! Up next: "The Talk"

No trivia/cool quote(s)/crazy X-Men and/or Brotherhood related thing I do (so ya'll can laugh at me)/random category thing! (TM) today (agaaaaain) because I can't think of anything at the moment... well, that's not entirely true -- I could rant about the horrible lack of super-cute Pietro and everything else that pissed me off in Shadow Dance, which was on for the second time ever this morning (which I finally got my semi-decent taped copy of! Yayness!) so hey... maybe I'll just do that, then! All right, lets bring on the rants! :D

I'll just list them, so I don't confuse myself or miss anything, m'kay? Coolies!
-- This episode ingrained in my brain once again that Tabitcha is a cheap whore. This is why she will never be in one of my fics, unless absolutely necessary.
-- Now that we all know hat really happened to Freddy's hair (or lack thereof) it's hilarious! Fred and Todd are still begging to go to the dance with that ho, even after everything she did! Are they really that desperate? (Yes, obviously...) :P
-- The Brotherhood house keeps changing! I'm trying to make some kind of general floorplan so I can refer to it when I need to, but it's always changing! The outside picture shows about three or four chimneys, none of which are placed where they need to be to make sense of the floorplan! The front living room they were in clearly had a fireplace, buuut the outside shot didn't show one there, so... they're all messed up! Even I, who has very limited blueprint-making/floorplan-planning skills, knows when there should be a freaking fireplace and when there is none. But I suppose the Evo animators weren't expecting someone insane for details to notice! (Damned AP art making me a details-obsessed, uh, person! O.o;) It's supposed to be pre-adolescent teens watching that show, not people like me! But whaddya want from those people? I mean, these are the very same morons that created Kurmanda! ::shudders:: To summarize: the animators should keep their facts straight.
-- The bong-looking thing in the B-Hood abode (sitting on the stereo speakers). Naughty kiddies! I can so see them all sitting there, passing around the bong taking mad hits, and giggling like little girls. Maybe I'll use that to bring my boys out of the closet... eh. I know it wasn't really a bong, but it would be so fun if it was!! :D
-- Kurt's hideous orange gloves >.>;
-- Forge's moccasins, or whatever those were (A/N: the hell...?)
-- Jean looks like Peg Bundy from “Married With Children” -- especially when pouting
-- Ridiculous “dance moves” at the dance -- I am using that term very loosely... it's more like water-aerobics, if anyone's ever been...
-- Retarded music played during “dance” scenes (mostly just the irritating song for the slow Kurmanda dance... ::shudders::) Did anyone recognize any of the songs? O.o
-- More girlish Toad screams! :D :D
-- Risty/Mystique turns out to be some kind of incestuous ho (going w/ Rogue? Kinda fishy to me!)
-- Risty/Mystique's sudden maternal protectiveness over Rogue (fire extinguisher, people)
-- No one said anything about the kids' powers being used in public! I think this may be discussed in Operation: Rebirth, though, since the eps were originally shown out of order, so... we'll see! Next week, I believe! :D
-- And the biggest stupid thing about this episode: What the hell happened to Pietro?! They never explain! I'm assuming he and his dates were long out of the building and they were all trying to coax him to sleep with them by the time the dance turned sour (but he would never! Because he belongs to Lance!) so I've decided that while the rest of his teammates were fighting for their lives in the school, Pietro was dragged outside somewhere (prolly under the bleachers...) with four horny tramps clinging to him begging them to “honor them with his perfection” (not to be too explicit...). I personally would have taken my chances with the velociraptors. >.>

Most of this angstyness was created by this horrible, no-good, very bad bank customer I had today, who told me to "drop dead" among other things, because, apparently, the bank is "a buncha thieves!" and now he is an EX-bank customer! Oh happy day! I kinda wish he woulda tried something, so I could have called the cops on him -- I mean, telling someone to drop dead is kinda a threat, right? Right. At least I never hafta see him again! Really super edumacated dude, wouldn't you say? Hookt awn fonix reely wurkt fer mee! >:D

NOW REVIEW RIGHT THIS MINUTE, YOU SLACKER! Or else angsty, didn't-really-get-any Lance will come after you! :D And inadequate-screen-time Pietro too! ^o^