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It's Complicated: But sexy!

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i know you guys are enjoying this meme and i appreciate that but please can you put the SUBJECT HEADER on your prompt. you would REALLY be helping me out if you could do that. it just saves time for me when i'm trying to tag everything in delicious.

AND PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DO NOT repost prompts from parts one, two or three over here again. the delicious is around for people to find prompts they may not have already seen.

i know i'm lost -- 28b/30?

On Thursday, however, Mark takes the time to dress up for GQ day, and Eduardo practically tackles him to the ground because it was Mark in a sports coat with an button down on, standing in neatly pressed khakis in front of Eduardo’s parking spot. When Eduardo pulled in, it was as if he had pulled a Harry Potter and apparated to right in front of Mark because suddenly his tongue was down Mark’s throat.

“Happy to see me?”

“Oh, I am.”

“I just want to remind people to vote Saverin for homecoming king, and I figured I’d be a supportive boyfriend by wearing the clothes Ellen ironed last night during practice so that I could look presentable.”

Eduardo laughed, “You love me.”

“I hate you. These pants are super loose but the belt is super tight so it’s like wearing a corset.”

“How many corsets have you worn in your lifetime, Mark?” Eduardo joked, and Mark just raised an eyebrow.

“I can’t be tamed.” He deadpanned, and Eduardo didn’t know if he was serious or not. “You’ll find out this weekend.”


Then Friday rolled around, and it was school spirit day. Eduardo put this year’s seniors t-shirt on with actual jeans and a too-large hoodie his mom had bought him at freshman orientation that still didn’t fit correctly. Mark was wearing his regular clothes, but he acquicsed right after school had ended to let Eduardo put face paint on him. Luckily the school colors were black and white, so Eduardo only put little lines underneath Mark’s eyes to make him look like a raider.

As it was tradition, the game started at four, so it wasn’t too cold for the dance. The football team this year was co-captained by the Winklevosses, Tyler as offense, Cameron as defense, and Mark made some lewd comments as the game dragged on.

They all got dressed at Mark’s house, his mom immediately falling for Chris, who, as the only non-Jew in the group, talked about how important traditions were. Dustin got his clothes on and watched his second mother and his boyfriend bicker about the institution of marriage while Mark struggled with his suit as Eduardo laughed from the bed, his suti already slid on neatly.

“I just hate button ups, I mean it takes me forever because though my fingers are nimble it’s like trying to button my skin.”

“Do you want my help, Mark?”

Mark looked up and blushed. “Very much.”


They eat dinner at Mark’s and though it was a Friday his mom made sure that they were in the car and ready to drive. Mark’s father kept wiggling his eyebrows alternately at Dustin and Mark, which caused Dustin to choke a total of twice on his macaroni and Mark to snort water out onto his plate.

Mark suddenly remembered that his father is an evil genius.

Then Mark’s mom puts them through about a half hour of pictures, and though it isn’t cool to be on time to these things Eduardo hinted that he would like to at least get there within two hours of it starting.
As Eduardo started his car, Mark pulled Dustin aside. “Don’t do anything stupid tonight. If you have sex with him, be gentle, Dustin. Unless Chris is into that, but I don’t want your first time to be awkward.”


Mark tucked condoms and a bottle of lube into Dustin’s inside suit pocket, then hugged him. “If only your father knew what shit you were about to get into, Dustin. He would be proud.”

“And you?”

“I’m waiting until after Rocky Horror to have my devious way with Eduardo again. Who knows, after seeing me with no neck, he may not love me anymore.”

Though Mark’s tone was flat, he knew Mark was joking. “You fucking suck, Zuck.”

Mark slapped Dustin on the back. “Love you too.” With that, Mark slid down off of the front porch and into the front seat of Eduardo’s car, leaning over to hand him something which had him laughing. Chris had the window rolled down, his eyebrows cocked. “You coming, Moscovtiz?”


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So I was going to attempt to leave you a proper comment, but alas while reading this I was just mostly grinning so it's a good thing and I stil haven't come up with a constructive comment. Sorry. *shrugs*

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my love, i've made an LJ account but still have no earthly idea how to use it. love, your anon.

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You have? How lovely. :)) What do you need help with? Maybe I might know?

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ha, i'm figuring it out.

i know i'm lost -- 28c/30?

(this portion brought to you by the fact that I believe that I read a story that had Eduardo as a great dancer/grinder and Mark as an awful one.)

When they got to the dance, the party was already in full swing, a set of Winklevii and one short Indian between them walking in front of them, the Indian bumping into the one on the left while the one on the right scoped out the crowd. Dustin immediately shucked his jacket and motioned enthusiastically for Chris to give him his, then lead Chris out on the dance floor, where he began to fling Chris around, Chris being the girl but enjoying it all the same.

Mark’s shoulders stiffened, and Eduardo got called over by Katie to dance with her while Billy hovered around Mark and started to make offhand Star Wars jokes, which made Mark feel marginally better as he watched Eduardo bop around with first Katie, then Christy, and Mark felt bad.

Dustin had forced Mark into a few dance classes but the only one that had made sense to him was the waltz, and this was just a stupid homecoming dance. He just wanted to sit back and make out with Eduardo. But that might not be the best idea, and besides, Eduardo looked like he was having fun dancing around, swinging girls off of their feet and then he heard a ‘50’s song come on and watched as Dustin excused himself from Chris and bolted to Erica, who he proceeded to swing around the dance floor. This prompted Chris to swing around Eduardo, who was a boss at dancing.
Mark proceeded to the already spiked punch and the back corner of the gym to cower. Dustin sees his retreating back and cackles manically into Erica’s ear.


Once the DJ had played all of the songs that the school forces him to play, the popular bump and grind dancing music comes on and Eduardo freaks. Out.

He can dance an mean classical style, but one of his worst-kept secrets was that he loved to grind. Sure Mark was a few inches shorter than him, but the both of them knew that wasn’t what really mattered. But he was in the middle of the dance floor, and couldn’t find Mark before he got pulled into dancing with two, three, four people. He spots Mark drunkenly glaring in the corner when the Asian girls draw him in, but he breaks free because most of them have kicked off their heels and are under five foot. He starts going towards Mark and Mark must have inhaled the punch because for some reason he thought that he could blend into the wall. Eduardo chuckles to himself as he gets to Mark and pulls him in deep, whispers his ear,

“Did I ever tell you how much I like to grind?” and elicits a groan out of Mark. Mark’s hands went to his waist, and Eduardo pulled Mark back towards the dance floor, walking past the Asians into the blur of people, finding Dustin and Chris somewhere near the center, Dustin bopping around and Chris twisting his waist.

Mark took a hand and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt. “Eduardo, it’s really hot in here. Why did we come in so close?”

“So that everyone we go to school with can see but none of the teachers can watch as we,” Eduardo shifted his hips back into Mark’s lower stomach, and his voice pitched lower, “we can dance, Mark.”

Then Eduardo started to grind on Mark, and if Mark had thought it was hot before, it was like he was on fire now. Eduardo’s ass, which he hadn’t gotten a good grope of in a week, was pressed to his front, which immediately got his slightly drunk dick hard. Mark put his hands back on Eduardo’s hips immediately, pulling the two of them as close as earthly possible with clothes on, and Mark started to keep the beat on Eduardo’s hips with his left hand, gripping Eduardo’s other hip harshly with his other hand. Eduardo keened into the touch, and about a half hour later, when Dustin started to snap in Eduardo’s face because they had to go line up for the court photos and everything, it was as if it was Eduardo who had imbibed too much of the punch.

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i know i'm lost -- 28d/30?

Eduardo makes it through the photos though, mostly because they take individual headshots and it’s that hilarious girl from the A/V club and she makes a few suggestive comments and Eduardo opens up his face and laughs. Emma, that’s her name, Emma did the group shot as well and Eduardo huddled Dustin and Chris , the two shadows criss-crossing to have the perfect effect on Eduardo’s pretty visible hard-on. Christy chuckled when she passed him on the way to line up to enter.

“Mark’s a shitty dancer.” She offered. “But you aren’t.”

“Thanks. Good luck.” Christy laughed at him, a full out laugh.

“Honey, we all know who’ll win.”

“Who?” But then he got pulled into the line, between Dusitn and Cameron, who patted him on the shoulder. Tyler winked from over his shoulder and Eduardo rolled his eyes in agony.

Then the pageantry began, and Eduardo thought that he might die. They called out their names and the big gym lights came on and everyone was blinded as they pulled in the boys from the right side, the girls from the left and they all had to wave and smile at the crowd.

Once Mrs. Streep had embarrassed everyone in the line, she got to announcing the winners. “Tonight’s homecoming queen is Erica Albright.” Erica smiled and Eduardo saw a little tear form in the corner of her eye. She got crowned and her white sash exchanged for a black one. “Our king is … Tyler Winklevoss.” And everyone seemed a little surprised, Tyler a little sheepish as he walked over next to Erica, then got a crown and his sash changed. Erica reached out for his hand and Tyler took it, bringing it to his mouth to kiss. “Now it’s time for our slow dance.”

With this Eduardo hopped off the stage as Dustin took Chris’ hand and started to pull him in, Eduardo searching the crowd for Mark. Dustin called him back though. “Eduardo?” He turned his head around, “Remember what I told you.”

And the flash of memory occurred – Dustin had gotten Chris a private car to take them to Dustin’s house, where his parents were gone for the weekend.

Then he felt a hand on his shoulder, and he turned around to Mark, and Eduardo leaned in and kissed him, pulling Mark in by his hips to remind him of what had happened before the awards ceremony.

Mark pulled back. “There’s always prom.”

Eduardo laughed and grounded down.

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Aww, I'll be sad when this is finished too! I really enjoy this story. Love these boys as hipsters!

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it's so difficult to let go!

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I'll always have this place in my heart for this fic, ya know? Too adorable for words.

Re: i know i'm lost -- 28d/30? - crimandclove, 2011-05-27 06:54 pm (UTC)(Expand)