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He didn't mind as long as it was him who deflowered him? Well, wasn't that just romantic? Chuckling a bit, he looked at him as he talked about the past and his face turned red. "I-I thought we agreed to never talk about that after she caught us!?" He sat up. "I remember, though. The look on your face was priceless. Well, I guess I wasn't any better, but still." He sneezed, rubbing his nose. "It's moist in here. Let's go." He stood and went over to the door, grabbing the knob and turning it. Of course, with their luck, it didn't turn and Damien froze as it came off. "Of all the times it could've finally given out...." He dropped the doorknob and looked back at Eric. "Ah....We might have a problem." He looked back at the door and just stared at it for a few moments before freaking out on it out of a bit of anger and a lot of panic. He wasn't afraid of small rooms; it was when he was locked in one that he panicked. "Somebody help us! Let us out!"

Damien blinked. He knew about the window all along. He was just pretending. Yeah, that's it. He was just pretending. Following after Eric, he blinked and huffed as he got stuck. How was that he was fatter than the sugar freak? But, he had to admit, from what he was seeing, Eric was making his imagination run wild. When Eric stood and helped him out, Damien let out a shout as he fell on top of Eric. Ow.... He got off of Eric and rubbed his knee, looking at his friend as he spoke. "It was a good thing she didn't have too many functioning taste bugs. That cake was horrible. It was worse than mud pie." He blushed as Eric collapsed on him. "Hey. You were the one who didn't move when I came crashing down."

So, he wanted to know what was running through Damien's head right now? If Damien told him, he could give a hint or go into full detail, which would probably end up arousing Eric. But, he didn't get to respond; Eric was already shirtless and Damien looked at him, his breathing rapid. "That's it. I don't care who catches us or what you say; you've teased me enough today. I was planning on waiting a few months before doing this, but I guess you don't want to wait." Damien pinned Eric to the ground, holding his wrists together with one hand as he slid his hand down Eric's chest slowly. "Of course, if you beg, I may wait until we're somewhere we don't have to worry about being caught. Ah....And, yes. It will hurt. I hope you're a screamer; I don't like the quiet types."

Damien laughed a bit at everything Eric had said, still laying over him. Though, he'd buckled his jeans after bringing them up. "Well, you can blame yourself for that. If you hadn't of teased me so much, I would have been much more gentle." He sat up and looked at Eric softly as he shook. "Looks like you can't really move. I can take you to the nurse's office so you can lay down. It won't do much; it'll take a few days until the pain goes away. But, it's better than going to class in your condition. Besides, it's like to carry you like a princess." He smiled, laughing at the thought. When Eric was little, and Damien said he reminded him of a princess, he always huffed and said he wasn't a princess and that princesses were for girls. He wondered if cute little Eric was still in there or not, though he was sure the innocent factor was just taken from him.

The male chuckled a bit and knelt, his back facing Eric. "Get on. I'll carry you." When Eric was holding onto him, Damien stood, holding his legs so he didn't fall. "You can stay at my house whenever you want. Though, my parents are fighting, so be warned." The bell rang after Damien got their things from both their lockers and he walked to his dad's car, frowning a bit. "I'm still going to kill whoever did that to my car....I just don't have any rope and a big enough trashbag for the fat bastards here." He opened the car door and set Eric in the passenger seat before going around and getting into the driver's seat and starting the car. "Also, there will be plenty of time to lay on me at my place, cutie~"

Seeing Eric the way he was amused Damien and he sat on the edge of the bed. "They're only going to fight more. They fight over everything." He laid next to Eric, stroking his hair softly. "What about me? Don't you want to stay over because of me, too? I feel like I should get rid of the bed just because you said that now." He laughed and shook his head at the boy's idea. "No. My dad already paid off all the money. I'm just waiting for it to get fixed up. Now, then....Would you be willing to give my car a private wash?" He kissed Eric's head softly, turning on his side and wrapping his arms around his waist softly, smiling and closing his eyes.

Damien just kind of...roamed while Eric was asleep. He debated many times whether to wake him up, but since he was staying the night, Damien didn't see any reason to do so. So, after awhile, he decided to take a shower. It wasn't long after he got in that he could hear the commotion in his room, and even the footsteps in the bathroom. He smirked, finishing his showering before turning off the water. Once he was dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a black sleeveless, he walked into his bedroom and laid over Eric, even though the kid was on his stomach and hiding his face. "You know....The next time you want to spy on me in the shower, just jump in with me." He bit Eric's ear softly before sitting up and tickling his friend's sides, sliding off of him to lay next to Eric.