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Nikolai was relieved fromthe chains. He rubbed his wrists and looked Masci over. "You remember anything last night?" he asked, trying to keep his eyes off his chest but kept wondering what the stuff was. Be totally forgot to put clothes on.

Nikolais eyes widened as he relization came over him. Then that stuff is.... Nikolai felt even more uncomfortable. "I'm going to kill tha b*****d." He grabbed arandom pair of boxers from the drawer and put them on and stood up and stormed off to find Amis.

Nicolas just pretty much sat there, trying to take it all in. He lost his virginity to his best friend, whom he had a crush on for the longest time? "Oh, God..." he finally said in shock. Wincing in pain as he finally got up, the blond eventually found his glasses and clothes and put them on. He look back at Masci with weak eyes, almost wanting to believe that this was a dream. He whimpered and hugged Masci tightly, hoping that his best friend now turned lover could make this all right. He did have vague memories, but it wasn't anything conclusive. All he really could remember was the spikes of pain and wonderful pleasure coursing through his veins.


Meanwhile Amis finally yawned and woke up, the sight of his own condition not even fazing him. He smiled wolfishly and began hunting for his clothes. When he finally found them he put them on and went over to the kitchen to get some water, as if nothing had happened whatsoever. When he saw a very angry Nikolai he just smiled. "Bonjour, how was your night?" He asked with a knowing smile. The French teen had very vivid memories of what had happened. Just thinking about how the usually shy and quiet Nicolas was begging, pleading, and shouting obscenities was enough to really turn him on.

The blond bit his lip, just staying there in Masci's arms. He didn't even know what to say, or if words were actually necessary at the moment. He wished he could remember what it was like last night. Although he didn't really regret that he had sex with Masci, he just regretted that it was under such circumstances.

His eyes widened a little but soon he relaxed into the kiss, returning it in full. He didn't know why he was kissed in the first place, but he really didn't care at the moment. He closed his eyes slowly, looking completely at ease as he kissed Masci.

The blond pulled away for breath, a light pink blush on his face. He looked at Masci but couldn't help but notice the slight arousal. "Ummm..." he found himself saying. Nicolas looked back at him, smiling nervously.

The French male seemed hardly fazed by the threat. All he simply did was raise an eyebrow in question. "Funny, and here I thought you enjoyed yourself." He said with a sad sigh, seemingly very depressed about that.

"If memory serves me right, I was invited here." Amis replied, rolling his eyes at him. "Plus, I thought you Americans liked narcotics and alcohol. At least, that's what I heard." It would seem as if Amis really had no fear of the fist that was threatening to collide with his face. He was used to threats from the other boy, he teased him enough to be used to it after all.