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“Are you actually gonna study or are you just gonna keep doodling on my notes?” Apollo asked, a slight annoyance laced through his voice.
The two boys were sprawled out across Apollo’s room studying for their next biology exam. Notes (mainly Apollo’s) and textbooks covered essentially every square foot of the room. They had been studying for the last two hours but as time went on, Klavier grew less and less interested. Klavier looked up from his drawings and smirked up at Apollo.
“Excuse me, but I have been studying,” he protested, “It’s not my fault this shit gets boring,”.
“Well, this shit is stuff you need to know, otherwise you’ll fail this like you did the last one,”.
“I only failed the last exam because Mrs. Courte is out to get me. I was like half right on most of those questions,” Klavier groaned in annoyance.
“Well unfortunately, half right isn’t good enough. Here, let’s do these flashcards,” Apollo suggested.
“Actually,” Klavier started, “I have a better way we can study,”.
“How?”.
Klavir began to shuffle through the papers that covered the ground, pretending to be looking for something. Apollo sat watching him, slightly confused. Then suddenly, Klavier grabbed Apollo, lifted him up, then pinned him on the bed.
“What are you doing?!” Apollo gasped.
“Giving us a much deserved break,” Klavier chuckled, “We’ve been studying the last four hours and if I have to do another set of flashcards my brain will melt,”.
“We’ve only been studying for two hours, Klavier. And plus you’ve barely done any at AHHHHH-”.
Apollo’s sentence was quickly cut off by Klavier’s hand snaking up his shirt to grope his chest. Apollo’s eyes met Klavier and saw nothing but total mischief.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” Apollo hissed, “Mr. Wright and Trucy are in the next room over!”.
“Don’t worry, I’ll keep you quiet,” Klavier assured.
Klavier joined their lips together, cupping Apollo’s face with his free hand. As they kissed, Klavier continued his assault on Apollo’s chest. A desperate moan escaped Apollo’s throat through the kiss. He tugged on Klavier’s shirt, pulling him deeper into the kiss. Both of the boys could feel their pants getting tighter as the makeout continued. Finally, Klavier pulled away from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting the two of them.
“Looks like this break might need to be extended, ja?” he asked with a smirk.
“You’re definitely gonna fail this test,” Apollo sighed.