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[Spencer O'Connor]

OOC: aaaaah! xD

Spencer giggled and kissed Bo back, then bit his own lip when he started kissing his neck. Such a turn-on for Spen. That certainly ended with what happened next.

Spencer hurriedly sat up at the door opening, but his anxious behavior only got worse when he saw what he took to be Bo's dad at the door. The reaction freaked Spen out. He wasn't used to being walked in on, nonetheless being caught by a parent.

Awkward.

His face flushed a bright red and he silently wondered if he could take a leap out of the window and not die.

[Bo St. John]

[ ooc- yea xD ]

Bo smiled, though stopped when he heard the shout and felt Spencer pull away. Looking away from the sophomore, he looked over to his father, frowning. "What?! You know I skip school all the time, Dad!" He spat angrily, looking at him with spite in his eyes. "Go away!"

Looking between the scared teen and his son, the father glared angrily. "What the hell is he doing here, though?!" Looking between them again, he scowled. "Does your mother know you've got this kid in here with you?! How do you think she'll feel?!"

"No, but I don't care! Go away, Dad!"

[Spencer O'Connor]

Spencer was nervous. He knew he shouldn't have been, because his dad didn't seem to disapprove of him for the reason he thought he was going to. So he was just upset that Spen was here when Bo's mom wasn't? He kept his eyes on one of four places: the wall, the floor, the window, or the sheets on the bed. He hadn't even realized he was shaking.

After all, he was in theater for a reason. Spencer was very dramatic.

[Bo St. John]

Bo sat up slightly, glaring at the tall, slicked up man. "I don't have to do what you say, Dad. I'm almost eighteen. Just leave me alone, and I'll talk with Mom later, okay?!" The brunette teen hissed to his father, glaring at him with a grimace on his face.

Dad simply glared at him, spun around on his heel, and stormed away, muttering loudly to himself. Seems he would have to speak with Mom and Bo later. "Get that kid out of here, Robert!"

"God... he pisses me off so much..." Bo mumbled, glaring at the ceiling. "You can't tell me what to do, Father!" How sarcastic that sounded...

[Spencer O'Connor]

Spencer sat there awkwardly, waiting for the fussing to end. He didn't dare say anything. The last thing he wanted to do was to get on anyone's bad side. Then again, when did he start caring what people thought of him?

He leaned down beside Bo and sniffled, "I'm sorry. He seems very... unpleasant." Spencer chose light wording because a) if Bo's dad could still hear them he didn't want to displease him, and b) he knew how protective people were of their parents, even if they didn't get along with them.

[Bo St. John]

Bo looked over at Spencer, giving a weak smile. "He has good intentions... but my parents aren't the best--well, I shouldn't say that. They're amazing, but they're too strict." Closing his eyes, the teen gave a heavy sigh. "I just wish they would give me more space. The most freedom I have is probably having a job and car, but they have a tracker in my damn phone, so I can't run away or anything." Giving a small, sardonic laugh, he leaned over to the younger teen, giving his cheek a quick peck. "Mom's a little... better..."

[Spencer O'Connor]

Spencer played with a few pieces of Bo's hair as he talked, occasionally nodding to show he was listening. "I guess they just care about you a lot, huh?" He smiled softly at the older boy beside him and blushed slightly at the peck to his cheek. "Is she.. more laid back?" He tilted his head a bit to the side. Naturally curious, regrettably. It would be the death of him, he knew.

[Bo St. John]

"Well, no... but she can be nicer." Shrugging slightly, he smiled up at Spencer, gently stroking his cheek. "But thanks for not... running away, I guess. My dad can be pretty scary, if you don't know him like I do."

[Spencer O'Connor]

Spencer smiled immediately at the feel of Bo's touch against his cheek. Affection was a foreign subject to the sophomore. He certainly had been missing out on the sweet emotion. He shrugged, "I'm just easily frightened I guess... but I would never run away from something." Spen was headstrong and fierce when it came down to it. It came with the experiences. He kissed Bo on the lips and smiled, "especially not when I was having such a good time prior."

[Bo St. John]

Blushing slightly at the kiss, Bo nuzzled into his neck, sighing slightly. "Spencer...?" He asked softly, pulling away for a moment, hesitating before he spoke again, "Could you... teach me something new? Like... Iunno." Looking away, the junior shook his head, smirking weakly. "Nah, forget it..."

[Spencer O'Connor]

Spencer pouted, "You can't just leave me hanging like that! Come on, what do you wanna learn?" He smirked and put his hand on Bo's cheek, turning the boy's face so that they were eye-to-eye again. Assertive? Why yes!

[Bo St. John]

"I-I... I don't know. Anything. You... you know so much, and... I know nothing abut intimacy or... or kissing or anything!" He sighed, looking quite sad at this fact. Poor kid...

[Spencer O'Connor]

Spencer smiled softly and ran his fingers through Bo's hair, gentle. "I didn't ask to know so much." he laughed a little and kissed the boy beside him once again on the lips. "I'd honestly be happy to teach you anything." The tone he used was fairly suggestive, and he hoped that Bo would get the picture. The picture, in fact, was that Spencer would actually teach him anything he wanted to know and that the only thing Bo had to do was either tell him, or fall under the moment.

[Bo St. John]

Watching him carefully, the junior returned the kiss gently, blushing when he pulled away, looking at him through wary eyes. Swallowing hard at the small hint of suggestion in his voice, Bo looked away, smiling weakly. "J-just teach me something... please. I want to know something more than I do now..."