notefic

Don't own 'em, this is rated PG13 (or, as I origionally typed this sentance before someone checked me, it's rated PG!#.)

Hokay then, this fic may not ever make sense to anyone but me, but I'm durned to give it a shot anyway. Basically, I'm gonna say that Lance and Pietro share a class with Scott, who sits between the two (regardless of the fact that they're all in different grades. Ah well) and they're passing notes to each other. Warning for slash, but it's funny slash, and that makes it okay. On with the show. Oh, and the stars there denote where one note ends and another begins.

Bet I could. And don't pass notes, at least not through Scott. Besides, I'm trying to take a nap here!

Heck, why not? Mr. L ain't even looking. And I just bet you need a nap after last night, baby... in fact, I'm amazed you can even sit without wincing.

He's too goodie good for that. Couldn't pull a needle out of his butt with both hands and a pliers, could you?

You're looking pretty good there, baby. I love it when you stick your tounge out a little like you're pretending to pay attention.

Well, if YOU hadn't gotten me in trouble, he wouldn't have noticed me at all and I wouldn't be needing to pretend. And Needle Butt over there is definetely getting suspicious of us. Quit passing notes!!

He's just jealous that I'm the one that gets to go home with you. And to your room with you, and your bed with you, and to your shower with you... mmm. I didn't used to like showers better than baths, but I'm definetely starting to convert, you know that?

At least we both look like we're writing. And if he catches us, NB will be the one caught with it. Which means I'll have to make this something worth reading out loud to the class... like maybe the fact that your buns are just about the hottest thing I've ever seen. Especially when they're wiggling under me. Questions/comments?

Just that you're out of your mind, and NB is probably on to us. What do you think he'd do if he found out we were queer?

Ask to join us. But then, you'd like that, wouldn't you? C'mon, wouldn't you? You want me to do Needle Butt while he blows you, don't you? Or maybe you wanna be the one to ride him, while I watch? Or heck, you could do him while I do you, all of us all piled on top of each other...

First of all: EEEW. And if we can't get the needle out of his butt, what makes you think I'm gonna risk the safety of anything wider? Besides, I bet he even lectures when he's coming....

And it's spelled Menage A Trois, dumbass. Maybe if you ever payed attention in class you'd know that.

Forget Mr L. I'm gonna go to the bathroom and take care of this.... condition I'm in. Come with me (or cum with me) if you need some relief too... and I'd hurry along if I were you, I dunno how long I'm gonna last...

Tempting as you are, don't you think it would look a little suspicious if we both got up at the same time, both with raging hardons, and asked to go to the bathroom together?

Look, I don't care WHAT you guys do in your spare time, but I'm not in the mood to be the messenger for your gross note-sex. Besides, there's a test friday on this stuff, and I for one care whether or not I pass this class. So get out of here, get it over with, and quit wasting notebook paper!

P.S. The next guy to call me Needle Butt is gonna find out what "up the ass" REALLY means. Got it?