Title: "Heat"
"Don't care, need you now," Jared interrupts, rough and low. He pushes Chad into the janitor's closet at the end of the hall and shoves an eager tongue down his throat a second later. Chad claws at Jared's back, moaning, the sound vibrating against Jared's mouth, as he pushes up into the kiss, returning it full throttle, trepidation and the possibility of getting caught forgotten in the thrill of lips sliding over lips and hands seeking the promise of bare skin. Neither one notices – nor cares – when the late bell rings.
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