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Kenny was satisfied to see that the expected exodus of their fellow classmates had happened as planned, leaving him alone with Peter. He rested his chin on the palm of his hand as he looked at him affectionately now, not having trying to mask it -- to be honest he didn't do a good job of that anyway.

"No, not today," Kenny said with a small smile. He'd started to make up extra days to tell his parents that there were things for the chess club or theater so he could sneak in extra time with Peter. He'd never really explained that to him, though, not wanting to explain the extent to which he was hiding from his parents what was going on.

There was something about the way Kenny looked at him that made Peter feel like blushing, his head ducking down as he rubbed over the back of his neck shyly -- they'd been dating for quite a few months now, but he still felt so oddly flustered by even the simplest of things; the way Kenny would secretly hold his hand under the lunchroom table, or when they actually managed to steal kisses from one another on the walk home after school. He really liked him, definitely more than he'd liked any girl in the past that he tried dating.

"Cool. Me neither. I told my aunt I was working on a project again and her eyes glazed over a little when I started explaining the details of it." He laughed, hopping up from his chair and taking a seat on the edge of Kenny's desk, his hands busying themselves with just touching the other: fixing the collar on his jacket, combing his fingers through his hair, brushing a few stray pieces of fuzz off of his sleeves and generally doting on him. "We could probably hang around here for a little, you think? Maybe grab something to snack on on the way home?"

Kenny smiled even more brightly as the other explained how he'd managed to not be expected home. He kept looking at him as he shifted to sit on his desk and the touches made him feel warm inside, dare he say warm and fuzzy to be honest. He liked Peter so much that he was terrified of it sometimes.

While Peter was pretty nerdy and extremely smart -- way smarter than Kenny -- he was still not the typical nerdy look about him. Kenny felt like he was completely out of his league. "Yeah, that sounds good. I got most of my homework done already too..." he trailed off, glancing around to make sure there wasn't anyone to catch them before reaching to pull the other down with a light grip on his shirt until they could kiss.

Thanks to Peter's higher than average intellect, he often got away with spending time with Kenny right under everyone's nose by simply stating that he was tutoring the other, the two of them sprawled on either of their living room floors, books open but hardly any real attention being paid to whatever was written in them and instead spending the majority of the time flirting with one another under the ruse of two teenagers boys being nothing more than two teenage boys. If anyone had paid close attention, it would have been a little more obvious that the touches they exchanged on the floor were far from only platonic.

Actually, the excuse of tutoring Kenny had been one he used earlier in the week -- his aunt wasn't going to buy that he had a project every day now was she?

"I'll help you finish whatever is left of it." Peter offered with a smile, catching the way Kenny looked around and raising his brows curiously, though before he could actually ask anything, the other was pulling him down into a kiss -- something that still left Peter feeling an odd mixture of adrenaline, excitement and... well, giddiness, inside -- both of his palms bracing against the desktop as he leaned down to deepen it ever so slightly. "I've been waiting for you to do that all day." He mumbled against Kenny's lips, playfully nipping at his lower one.

Kenny wasn't all that interested in finishing his homework at the moment, not when they were alone for a bit and he could kiss him like he'd been wanting to do. His eyes closed as he focused on the press of their lips together, the way Peter deepened it.

His lips were tingling by the time Peter talked again, a shock of pleasure at the nip. He swore he was never going to get used to those sensations. His fingers curled tighter in the other's shirt, their lips still so close together. "I've been thinking about it all day," he exhaled. It was so frustrating they couldn't be like the other kids.

He'd seen Hillary making out with her latest boyfriend right in the hallway and they could barely steal kisses in empty classrooms.

It was one of the biggest disappointments in Peter's life that the one time he'd finally found someone who was interested in dating him, and that he was just as interested in, he couldn't do any of the things that every other high school couple did. They couldn't hold hands walking down the hall, they couldn't cuddle up close to one another at the table during lunch, they couldn't linger in the hallways making out until they were both late for class. Despite how shy he may have been, he would have killed just to be able to do any of those things, even if it might have made him some kind of flustered mess.

But, that he got to kiss Kenny at all was the kind of thing that Peter wasn't going to complain about, even if it was in abandoned classrooms after school. It was better than nothing at all.

"Yeah? What else have you been thinking about all day, huh?" Peter grinned, lifting one of his hands to cup Kenny's cheek, his thumb sliding along the highest point of his cheek.

Kenny laughed at the question, smiling and being with Peter made him the happiest. There were lots of things he loved and he was a happy person in general but there was something extra when it came to Peter. He leaned in again, pressing another kiss to his lips.

This time he urged Peter to deepen it, the touch on his cheek warming his skin as he tried to tug him closer. He figured that was probably a good answer of what else he'd been thinking besides kissing, making out was a whole other level from kissing, of course.

Making out was still something relatively new for them They didn't exactly get to spend many moments alone with one another and making out was something that required more than just a few minutes of time -- it was actually one of those things that Peter thought got better the longer that it went on. The angle that he had sitting on top of the other's desk made the whole act of kissing a little awkward, but Peter still tried to make it work, his elbows bending just enough to allow him to press a little closer to Kenny when he felt a tug to his shirt.

Letting out a quiet sigh, Peter's lips immediately parted, his tongue slipping between them and finding its way into Kenny's mouth, seeking out his. It probably wasn't the best idea for them to get caught up making out in the middle of some empty classroom, when whatever teacher usually occupied it could have waltzed right back in at any moment, but Peter was a little too distracted by the flavor of Kenny on his tastebuds to think about any possible repercussions of his actions in the moment.

And besides, what was the worst that could happen if a teacher found them? They'd both just be embarrassed, the faculty wasn't likely to make fun of them the way that other students did.

The kiss deepened and Kenny made a quiet sound as Peter's tongue slipped into his mouths. That was probably one of his favorite things about making out, that initial excitement and explosion of taste and skittering pleasure as their tongues connected. It didn't take him long as they were kissing to realize this wasn't the opportune position or place.

Kenny was still reluctant to move or draw back from the other's mouth but finally he did, a gentle suck on the other's bottom lip before he drew away from him, his hand dropping from his shirt. "Do you think we can find somewhere more comfortable?" he asked, because he'd much rather make out right now than have Peter help him with his homework.

As inopportune as it was, Peter didn't want any of it to stop. He could have sat right there on top of Kenny's desk and made out with him for the entire rest of the day if given the opportunity. But, somewhere in the back of his mind he knew that they couldn't very well get away with their little session for too long before someone came peeking into the classroom -- be it the teacher who it belonged to, or some other student who actually had a reason to be hanging around after school, other than spending time with their boyfriend. But, even with that knowledge somewhere, Peter still made a quiet disappointed noise when Kenny pulled away from him. The same sound that always seemed to follow any loss of contact.

Maybe it was all a result of teenage hormones and having a boyfriend for the first time, but Peter greedily never wanted to have their hands off of one another, perfectly content to touch and kiss Kenny for as long as time and privacy would allow them to. Usually they just have very little of either one.

Unfortunately, Peter was at a loss for where they were supposed to go. There were very few places inside of the school that would have allowed them to sit around kissing, and neither of their houses were any good for that either. "I... uh..." But, it wasn't like Peter wanted to stop everything completely. He hardly got to show Kenny any kind of affection, whilst having to watch every other couple in their school go about it freely. "Yeah, we can. There's gotta be some place, right?"

Kenny thought about it as they stopped kissing and his hand reached to squeeze the other's before he started packing his things trying to think of anywhere that would work. There was an entire city around them and how did it feel like there was no where for them at all?

"Where do you think regular couples go..." he asked, wanting anywhere to be with Peter and they had time, they both had time. Why did it always seem like something was working against them when all they wanted to do was normal things for kids their age?

Peter knew where plenty of other couples went; under the bleachers, to the movie theater, in the back booth of some pizza shop, but those were all far too public of places for either of them to be caught making out. They weren't exactly a lot of places that would have provided them the kind of privacy that they wanted, even if they were in a city where hardly anyone cared about two teenage boys making out, there was still always the risk of someone that they knew seeing them and word getting out around the school. The fact that he and Kenny were dating wasn't something that he thought he ought to be ashamed of, but it wasn't something that he wanted the entire population of their high school knowing either.

And if one person knew, it would only be a matter of time before everyone knew.

"If we go where all the regular couples go, they'll already be there." Peter teased, hopping off the desk and moving to pack away his own things, going about the task without to much care for what condition his homework papers might have ended up in. "The bathroom, or the locker room, or... " He shrugged his shoulders, pulling his bookbag on and shoving his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "Maybe we could go to my house...? My Aunt might not be home yet, and we might be able to get a little bit of time there."

Kenny sighed loudly when Peter teased him because that was true and that was why they had never gone to those places. It was frustrating that that was how it was and Kenny wanted to be normal. Everything about him felt abnormal and even his relationship with his boyfriend had to be abnormal because of everything else.

He didn't say as much though and smiled afterward, not liking the first two suggestions that Peter had. Both of them had serious negative factors. "Do you think so?" Kenny questioned and it seemed possible. It was probably the best chance they had at some privacy alone where they didn't have to worry so much.

"Let's go," he nodded at the idea. It was certainly less dangerous of an option than his house. Aunt May seemed pretty nice.

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