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"Hey, Rene, did we call Jos yet?"

Rene gave her list of names a distracted look before shaking her head. "No, I was just about to call Jerry."

Jessica grinned. "Jerry can wait a second. I want to call Jos. We haven't talked in a while."

"Probablycause he's been hanging with Dev," Rene sighed, giving the phone a wary look. "Are you sure it's a good idea?"

Jess have her a weird look. "Why wouldn't it be? I'm having my annual Christmas party. They always come. Why shouldn't they this year?"

Rene waved her hand, dismissing the words. "Never mind.That's not what I meant."

"What did you mean?"

Rene glanced over through her hair, then shook her head. "Nothing. Just...well I don't know if he'd...never mind. Forget I said anything."

Shrugging, Jess dialed the number from memory, putting her phone on speaker and bouncing on the bed as it rang,an excited glint in her eye. Rene gave a reluctant smile and joined her by the phone. It was impossible not to get sucked in by Jessica's holiday cheer this time of year, especially when she was planning for her big party.

Finally the phone was answered, fumbled for a moment, thenfrom the sound of it dragged across the carpet and to Jos's ear.

"Hello?"Or Dev's ear. A tense Dev, apparently. A Dev that Rene didn't want to talk to right now. Not yet, at least.

"Oh, hey Dev," Jess said, leaning toward the phone. "What're you doing with Jos's phone?"

"...Talking on it."

Rene frowned at the odd note in Dev's voice, glancing over at Jess, who looked just as confused.

"Dev, you alright? You're sounding kinda..."Jess searched for a word for a moment. "Off. Like, stressed or something."

"I'm fine." A faint rustle as if he were shifting positions. "What do you want?"

Jess seemed to take Dev's curt tone in stride, only giving Rene a surprised look before answering just as brightly as before. "Need to talk to Jos."

"...Can I take a message?" It sounded like Dev was speaking through gritted teeth. Rene frowned, wondering what had him so upset that he was taking it out of Jessica. Maybe something with his dad's girlfriend?

"Nope. I got to talk to Jos."

Rolling her eyes at her friend's insistence on personally delivering the invite to the party, Rene leaned forward, trying to hear the nuances of Devon's tone better. It would be so much easier, she thought, if I could see his face.

Dev let out a tight grunt of frustration. "Jess, can you call back?"

"Why, isn't he there?"

"Uh..."

"You have his phone, so he has to be there. Doesn't he want to talk to me?" Jessica didn't quite frown at that, but she seemed to droop a little, as if some of the spark had gone out of her.

Dev groaned. "Jess, he wants to talk to you. He's just busy right now."

She frowned. "But it wont take that long, just real qui-"

"Hecant talk now, Jessica."

Rene jerked in surprise as Dev cut Jess off, tone curt and hard. Jessica stiffened in response, her eyes flashing, her own voice getting angry. "Why not?"

"He just cant." Dev gritted out.

"You need to give me a better reason than that, Devon," Jessica snapped, crossing her arms over her chest, her obstinate expression translating clearly through her voice.

"Fuck,"Dev muttered, then speaking in a normal voice. "Mouth is full. Cant talk."

Jess snorted. "Well then tell him to swallow."

"...He did." Dev answered, sounding like he was in pain.

"Well then I don't see what the prob-"

"His mouth isn't full of food, Jess, alright? Can you call back?"

Jess gaped a moment, mouth slowly curving until she let out an excited giggle. "You mean he's...?"

"I'm hanging up now."

"OK,"Jess grinned, the spark restored to her eye. "I'll call you back in a few. Say...five minutes?"

A soft thump came over the line, followed by a strangled noise off to the side. There was a rustle as the phone was picked up again, then Jos's voice came on the line, low and satisfied and amused. "Half an hour, Jess. Then call."

Jessica waited till the connection was cut to let out a shout of laughter, falling back on her bed, slowly dieing down to giggles.

"Oh god," Jess sounded gleeful. "I cantbelieve that they actually answered the phone."

Rene winced, not lifting her head from her hands, trying to cover the fiery blush that she could feel scorching her skin. "God, that was-"

"Amazing."

"-awful."

Jess giggled again as she rolled onto her stomach, leaning toward Rene. "Honey, look at it like this. You wanted Dev and you canthave him, now. But neither can any other girl, and at least now you know what he sounds like when he's getting head. That's more than a lot of girls can hope for."

Rene groaned as Jessica went off into another fit of giggles, muttering under her breath, "I know that, Jess. Knowing what he sounds like is part of the problem."



"Icant believe you made me answer that."

Jos flicked his eyes up with a grin, pausing in the process of trailing his lips back down to Dev's erection. "I didn't make you. You did it yourself."

Dev gave him an affronted look. "You threatened to stop. You knew I would answer."

Jos shrugged, bending his head down again and swirling his tongue over Devon's navel, speaking against his skin. "It made things interesting."

"...Damn exhibitionist."

"You know it," Jos murmured, smiling again. He looked up the length of Dev's body and paused, his fingers hovering over Dev's saliva-wet shaft, his expression turning serious. "You love it, too, don't you?"

Dev met Jos's eyes, dimly taking in the worry in his expression through the haze of lust clouding his thinking. His cock was aching for Jos's fingers, and they were right there...

"Jos, I wouldn't let you do it if I didn't."

"You sure? Cause som-"

Dev dug his fingers into Jos's hair and pushed his head down, arching his hips up to rub his erection against Jos's fingers, letting out a low moan. "Stop. Talking."

Jos felt a lick of heat slide through him at Dev's insistence, his eyes hooding as he met Dev's desperate, flushed gaze. Slowly he dropped his eyes to Dev's erection, licking his lips before lowering his head and picking up where he had left off.

Dev's pants and gasps and moans spurred Jos on, filling the room as Joscelin filled his mouth with Dev's cock, eyes fluttering closed as he relaxed his throat muscles and took Dev in to the hilt. His tongue teased at Dev's shaft, his lips moving over Dev's length in time with the fingers he slowly thrust into Devon's body.

His body undulating in a slow wave, Dev let out a groan, heat grasping at Jos's fingers, pushing into his mouth. He could feel the last threads of his control beginning to slip as Jos began to suck harder, using his shoulders to spread Dev's legs wider so he could twist his fingers deeper, his free hand sliding up Dev's thigh to gently massage his balls.

"Jos,"Dev gasped, his fingers twisting Jos's hair, other hand digging into the sheets. "Gonna...cant..."

Letting out a hum of understanding Jos stopped teasing, adding a third finger to make Dev's hips buck, deep throating Devon's cock and taking hard pulls, trying to push Dev over the edge. He didn't just want that, though, he wanted Dev to lose control first, wanted to feel how badly Dev needed this from him. The sting of pulled hair as Dev's fingers clenched and loosened as was good, but he wanted more than just that.

A half sobbing moan left Dev's lips, and Jos got what he wanted.

Dev's fingers tightened, holding Jos's head still, and then his hips were moving hard, thrusting up into Jos's mouth and driving back onto Jos's fingers. Sharp cries and half gasped words fell from his lips as he arched and strained, moving faster and faster, Jos's low moans vibrating through his cock, adding to the waves of heat tingling up his thighs, down his spine.

Jos could tell it would only take a bit more now, his hand leaving Dev's balls to grasp his hip, helping him arch up, holding him close to suck harder, deeper, his fingers twisting and searching and finally, finally, there, finding what they were looking for. Devon let out a wild shout, entire body snapping tight, arching back, poised for an endless second before wave after wave of shudders ran through him. Jos groaned as Dev's come filled his mouth, swallowing quickly, his tongue tingling from the taste as Dev still held him, tense, still thrust in as far as he could go.

Slowly Dev relaxed, his fingers carefully loosening, a soft caress like he was afraid he'd hurt Jos, his body gently falling back to the bed, boneless and limp. Jos eased off Dev's cock, still licking softly, working his fingers free of Dev's heat, finally just sitting back on his heels and ignoring the insistent throb of his own erection in favor of watching Dev's naked body, lit by the sunlight, completely relaxed and content and beautiful.

"I love you," Jos whispered softly, the words leaving his lips without a conscious thought.

Dev stirred slightly on the bed, his slitting open for a moment before he dropped his head back onto the bed. "Love you too," he murmured, words slightly slurred.

Jos tilted his head to the side, one hand moving to touch Dev's leg, the other distractedly massaging his erection. "You aren't going to fall asleep on me, are you?"

It took Dev a moment to gather his mind together enough to formulate a response. "Maybe....why?"

Jos grinned, moving up Dev's body onto the bed, making sure their bare skin slid together on the way. Dev slowly opened his eyes, glancing down their bodies as if he could see through their flesh to Jos's hard erection pressed against his stomach. He moved his gaze back to Jos's face, a curl of heat slowly beginning to twine through his stomach at the hungry expression in Jos's eye. Dev held his breath as Jos leaned down, breath caressing his ear before whispering"Because I still need to fuck you."



Jack decided later that it was all Lizzie's fault. She blamed his iPod. Not that she really blamed anything at all, really, because she certainly hadn't had aproblem with it.

They had been sneaking up the stairs, too engrossed in the video clip Jack had been wanting to show her on his iPod to pay attention to much of anything beyond their smothered laughter at breaking the rules. She wasn't supposed to be over, but Lizzie knew perfectly well how to sneak in without being seen when Jack was grounded. And besides, he was still stuck in the Labyrinth...

It was chance that Lizzie had glanced up at the moment that they walked passed Dev's bedroom, some motion inside catching her eyes. Jack didn't even realize she had stopped until he felt the earbud tug free of her ear as he kept on walking. Looking back, he'd seen the gape and knew exactly what she must be seeing. The conveniently not quite closed door had cemented his certainty.

Not that it stopped him from looking. He was a masochist like that, apparently, and enjoyed the feeling of his corneas burning.

They were partially facing the door, angled so at least Jack wasn't getting a full frontal view of his brother. What he did get was more than enough, though, both Dev and Jos naked, Dev nearly incoherent but clearly asking for more and harder and faster. And Jos just had this expression on his face like life couldn't get any better than this, than feeling Dev under him.

Jack didn't need more than a glance to tell that they were both about to explode, especially with the way Jos had his arm wrapped around Dev's waist, holding him still while at the same time using that hand to work Dev's cock in a fast, brutal rhythm. And even if he couldn't see that, the look on their faces and the way their bodies were beginning to move, falling out of perfect sync and into uncontrollable writhing, looking for just that little bit more...

So yeah. Jack could tell that they were about to come, and he knew that he didn't want Lizzie seeing that. She might be like a sister to him, but that didn't exactly extend by default to Dev, and if Dev knew that Jack had just let her watch...well, telling their dad she'd been in the house would only be the beginning.

Except Lizzie didn't want to leave. She stood rooted to the spot, eyes wide and fixed, ignoring the insistent tugs on her sweater that were clearly a message to move. She shrugged off Jack's hand and took half a step toward the door, still staring like she was in a trance.

Jack was about to take a risk and hiss her name when she shrill sound of a cell phone going off caused the dazed look to clear. A sharp curse sounded from the room, and Jack risked glancing inside in time to see Jos clearly make the decision to ignore the phone, end this now, and hopefully finish in time to answer. And from the looks of it they were going to make it, except right as aflush began to creep across their skin the phone rang a third time, and Lizzie, expression wicked, took that moment to speak.

"Yougonna answer that?"

Jos's body jerked in surprise as his head snapped up, the move sending Dev's eyes rolling back, climax slamming into him despite the people watching, pulling Jos along with him. Jack covered his eyes and groaned as Joscelin's sharp cry of ecstasy echoed through the house. He peeked through his fingers, dropping his hand as Lizzie laughed and grabbed his arm, towing him toward his room, silent laughter dancing in her eyes, an odd emotion hidden beneath.

"I hate you," Jack muttered as Dev called his name behind them, sounding tired but clearly intent on getting up as soon as he could move again.

Lizzie grinned and laughed. "No, you love me."



"Jesus Christ, Rene, what the fuck did you do!"

Jerry glanced up at Joscelin's words, eyes going first to Jos'sstunned expression, then to Rene, at which point his expression took on apretty similar likeness to Jos's.

"Fuck..."Dev breathed, staring at the scratch marks across Rene's cheek showing through layers of make up and strands of hair Rene was trying to hide them with. "What happened?"

Rene glanced up through her hair, then let her eyes fall down again, twitching her head and causing another shower of brown strands to fall forward. "I got hurt,"she finally muttered.

"You have a unique grasp of the obvious," September said. "Pray tell, what dastardly evil did thy face encounter in so violent a fashion as to leave blemishes upon thy fair countenance?"

Tim translated dryly at the blank looks from around the table. "What hurt you? Or who, I should say. Those are definitely scratches."

"Or a creature of the feline persuasion," September added.

"Or a cat. Could be one of those too."

"I don't know, looks like she got into a fight," Dev said, twisting his head around to try to get a better view. "Kinda like there's bruises underneath all the make up, or something like that."

"I didn't get into a fight," Rene muttered, posture stiff and defensive.

"What did you get into?"

"So,"Jerry said into the silence when Rene didn't answer. "What dastardly evil of afeline persuasion did you run up against, then?"

Rene muttered something under her breath before quickly stuffing a bite of granola bar into her mouth.

"Come again?" Jos raised an eyebrow. "We couldn't exactly hear you, what with all the whispering and muttering and chewing."

Rene glared, swallowing her last bite before tossing her hair back over her shoulder and kicking up her chin as if daring them to say anything. "Adrianne."

Jerry fell back against his seat with surprise. "You got into a fight with Adrianne?"

Rene nodded.

"You mean...Dev's Adrianne?" Jerry ignored Jos's rumble of anger at his words and continued. "Adrianne Miller?"

"Yes."

"Ms. Queen Bitchtress Adrianne?"

Rene scowled. "Yeah. Her. Why is that so hard to believe?"

Jerry didn't answer, just gaped for a second before slowly bracing his arms against the table and inhaling a deep breath. "Rene," he finally said,voice careful and slow. "I think...I think I'm in love with you."

Rene jerked back in surprise, eyes going wide. "What?"

Jerry kept on speaking as if he hadn't been interrupted. "I mean...just...man. So in love with you. Maybe a bit platonically, but, if you had the necessary parts, I would so be in love with you. Because Rene, love, that is just...beautiful. You got into a fight with Adrianne. And I bet you won, too, didn't you?"

"Uh..."Rene glanced around for help, shifting awkwardly in her seat when she couldn't find any, all eyes riveted on Jerry.

"You totally did. Or at least got in a good hit or two. Man, that is just...yeah. Man."

Jos slowly grinned as Jerry fell into silence. "Rene, you've made Jerry's dream come true. He's been hoping that someone would smack that girl into place for years."

"Oh. Well then. Um...yeah."

"Thy fist did make contact with Ms. Bitchtress' evil flesh, did it not?"

"Uh...Ikinda like...punched her. If that's what you want to know." She flicked her eyes around the table again, uncomfortable with everyone staring at her face, blushing when she met Dev's eyes before quickly dropping hers down to the table.

September digested that for a moment, then "Good."

"How'd you get those scratches, though?" Tim asked with a frown, leaning into the table to get a better angle. "I mean, if she just slapped you, which is what I'm guessing happened..."

"The rings," Dev said, answering before Rene could speak. All eyes turned to him. He shrugged. "She wears rings, and when she gets worked up she twists them so the stone part of them is on the inside. Kinda an unconscious thing, I guess."

Rene frowned. "How did you know that?"

Dev shifted in his chair, a blush creeping across his face. "I kinda...have scars?"

"The ones on your back?" Jos asked,eyes sharp on Dev's face.

"Yeah, those would be it."

"I've been wondering how you got those." He frowned, thenglanced over at Rene. "Hers aren't going to...are they?I mean, I can barely see yours when I look for them, but..."

Dev shook his head. "Probably not." He gave Rene areassuring smile. Rene tried to be reassured despite her mind suddenly wondering loudly and forcefully when Jos takes the time to look at Dev's back."Mine were pretty deep, and I kept tearing them open again. So yours should be fine."

"That's...good."Rene nodded her thanks, taking an absent bite of granola bar. She paused in her chewing as a thought came to her, the swallowed to clear her mouth. "Why did Adrianne slap you on the back?"

Dev went completely still, then with a slightly apologetic glance to Jos muttered that he hadn't gotten slapped.

Rene frowned. "Then how-"

"Oh!"September exclaimed. "You two were making like lustbunnies, weren't you?"

Jos's head snapped around toward Dev, who blushed crimson and dropped his forehead onto the table. Rene felt her own embarrassment coloring her cheeks at September's words, her brain automatically repeating on a loop the sounds Dev had made while Jos was sucking him off.

"It was years ago, and besides, itsnot like we even like each other now." Jos raised an eyebrow. "OK, fine, we don't like each other anymore, and I haven't liked her for a lot longer than she hasn't liked me, and I never liked her when I liked you even if she did like me so it shouldn't be a problem at all and stop looking at me like that."

Jos just shook his head, a small smile curving his mouth as he leaned in and nipped at Dev's bottom lip, growling softly but still loud enough to be heard around the table. "Mine."

"Yours. Now stop being an ass."

Jos grinned and pushed in for a hard, fast kiss before pulling back, wrapping an arm around Dev's shoulders. Dev rolled his eyes but didn't move away. It even looked like he leaned into Jos's body a bit, an almost shy smile on his lips as they glanced at each other.

"If you two could bottle that love that you've got vibrating between you now I bet you could make millions."

Rene's breathed hitched at the words, tensing as she waited for the denial, that love was taking it a bit far. Her hands curled around each other beneath the table, her eyes fixed on Devon's face as Jos turned to Jerry and gave him a look.

"You live to annoy me, don't you?"

Jerry smiled. "It does give me great amusement, yes. Good of you to notice."

Dev snorted. "A bit hard not to."

Rene lost the thread of the conversation then as her awareness turned completely inward.

They didn't deny it, she thought. So...they're in love. For real.They actually are. But...how? He always pretended to like girls...unless he wasn't pretending. But still...Jos isn't like a girl at all. So how did he make that jump?

She frowned, staring at Dev without picking up any of the words he was saying, suddenly needing to figure this out.

From girls to guys is kinda...well, it's a big jump. How did Jos manage to pull that? I mean, its not like Dev ever stares at some dudes ass, and I've never heard of him pulling anything odd in the locker room. So...what. One day he just decided he wanted to fuck men? Forgo the opposite sex in favor of his own.

Except that thing with Alexis...what was with that? He wouldn't have even gotten hard if he didn't like girls. You can only fake so much, and she made it sound like he was definitely enjoying it...though maybe...since he was with Jos...he was just pretending? But still...he came. So he likes Jos and he likes girls? At the same time?

Rene blinked as the pieces finally fell into place. The tight feeling that had wrapped around her heart around Dev lately finally, slowly relaxed. Because if he still liked girls than she wasn't just cover for him, someone to drag around so he could pretend to be straight. It meant that she actually mattered, to him...and even if he would never want her, like that, like she'd wanted him...she mattered.

"Dev, are you gay or bi?"

Tim broke of midword at the interruption, silence falling as everyone turned to stare at Rene. She ignored them and focused on Dev, on edge, praying that his answer would be the one she needed.

"What does Dev's orientation have to do with Woodshop?"

"Nothing,"Rene said absently, ignoring Jerry and September's simultaneous snorts of amusement. "Which one?"

Jos's head was cocked to the side, a small, wary frown on his face as his eyes flicked between Dev and her, clearly wondering where this was going, maybe afraid of where she might try to take it.

But Dev...he just looked at Rene, read the desperation and hope mixing in her eyes, and got it. She wasn't the numbed out shell she had been around him, or the tense, fidgety mess, or on the verge of angry tears. For the first time in awhile she was almost herself. Almost.

"Bi,"he said softly, watching her body sagged with relief. "I go for girls and Jos, apparently."

"Oh,"Rene said, a small smile finally curving her lips, the first real one Dev had seen in a while. "Oh. That's...that's good. For Jos. And you. And...yeah. That's good."

Dev smiled and glanced over at his boyfriend, grinning at his confused expression and reaching over to twine his finger's with Jos's. "Relax. It's all good. Everything...everything is good."

"So..."Rene said as silence fell, everyone who was not her or Dev clearly wondering what the hell had just happened. "Are you going to Jessica's Christmas party?"

Dev made an incredulous noise. "Christ, you should know. You were there, weren't you? God, you two have the worst timing ever. You and Jack's little friend."

Jos snorted. "I don't know, I thought that was kinda..."

"Don't finish that sentence, Jos," Jerry broke in. "Dev might kick your ass if you do."

Devon just shook his head, turning his attention back to Rene. "Yeah, we're going. Jos already has a church friend ready to cover for him." He cocked his head."Why do you want to know?"

Rene shrugged. "No reason." A pause, then "Are you two going to dance together?"

Jos cut in before Dev even finish opening his mouth. "Hell yeah, we are. Got cheated out of it at the winter dance. I'll be fucked if I'm going to miss out again."

Jerry snorted. "I don't know, Jos, if memory serves Dev gets frisky when drunk. That just might be what happens to you."

Rene laughed. "I remember that. It was like, two years ago over the summer, or something. That was funny."

"No. It wasn't."

Jos grinned at Dev, giving his hand a playful tug. "Yeah it was. And besides, your in no position to remember. You passed out."

Dev look pained. "Jack got it on film."

September let loose a shout of laughter. "That's why you don't have parties at your house anymore, isn't it?"

"Yeah..."Dev said. "It was...yeah. Not gonna happen again."

"I don't know, I wouldn't quite mind if it did, providing I was there to...officiate."

Tim gave the table a confused look. "What was this? What did he do?"

Jerry laughed and leaned in, overriding Dev's protests. "This was before your time, young'in.' But Dev here got drunk off of something, no one ever figured out what, and passed out on the couch. Amy got a hold of some whipped cream and had a field day, and, well, you know how Dev is with whipped cream." Jos chose that moment to let out a wicked sounding laugh, his expression clearly saying that he personally was intimately acquainted with Dev's preferences. "So...Amy got a bit too close, and Dev was a bit out of it...but that didn't stop her from somehow losing her shirt and well...yeah. Things happened."

"On film," September added gleefully.

"Yes."Jerry agreed with a grin. "On film."

The table laughed as Tim took a moment to digest this, staring at a flushing Dev with a sense of awe. "Man, that is just...man. Wow."

September flicked her eyes around the table, an evil look on her face as she turned to Dev and Jos. "So. Dev. Were you maybe planning on a little..." She jerked her head to indicate Jos. "Fun with whipped cream? Causewe all know you love playing Skittles." She gave Jos a look. "And I think that we've all figured out what Jos likes."

Dev moaned, burying his face in his hands again. "No. We are not going to go anywhere near-"

"I'll bring the whipped cream," Jos cut in. "I know what kind he likes best."