"All right, Gordie. You can either choose Y/N or... Rebecca Kelly."

His eyes flashed dangerously and he looked at you for permission. He received an imperceptible nod in return.

"I choose Y/N."

He didn't notice the look of disappointment cross Rebecca's face. She had finally gotten the hint. No one in the room said anything. They weren't exactly surprised with his decision, considering his options.

Lucy grinned. This plan was even more devious than the first one, and it had worked. When the rumors get around school on Monday, the Lachance and Y/L/N name would be tarnished.

"Are you going to open the closet for us or not?"

You broke through Lucy's thoughts.

"Huh? Of course, sorry about that."

You and Gordie grumbled under your breath as you both walked past her into the closet. Once you two were in, Lucy locked the doors and stepped away from the closet. She started her stopwatch.

"Your time begins now!"

He grabbed your shoulders.

"Y/N look at me. This is not your fault. You were only trying to help me. Lucy's a bitch."

You suddenly looked up at him.

"Gordie!"

"We both know she is. And it's not like she can hear us."

A smirk slowly played across his dark features.

"How about we get a little revenge?"

You recognized that tone.

"And how do you propose we do that?"

Your mischief streak matched his own.

"Play the game for real. Make her own prank backfire on her."

"Genius. Why don't we up the stakes a little? Really make Lucy think twice before she tries to pull one over on us again?"

He just looked at you a little confused. You smirked and pulled his jacket off of his shoulders than began to unbutton his shirt. He looked shocked at first, then smirked back and started to unzip the back of your dress. His hands reached your shoulders then hesitated.

"Only the underwear doesn't come off. It's OK."

He gulped, then pulled your dress down until it pooled to the floor. You where wearing a white bra and white panties under your stockings. He pulled the stockings off too.

You had gotten his shirt off and was attempting to undo the knot in his tie. You grunted in frustration.

He gently pulled your hands down to the button in his dress pants.

"Save the tie for later."

You undid his pants and pulled them down. He stepped out the pants and kicked them to the side.

"Two minutes are up!"

Lucy yelled from the distance. Both of you looked up for a quick second. You simply pulled the tie off without undoing the knot.

"Hair,"

Gordie whispered urgently. Your  fingers flew up to his hair and started playing with it. His fingers tangled themselves in Y/H/C tresses and started doing the same.

"Five minutes up!"

Another yell from the distance.

"Lips!"

You nearly panted. You licked your lips, then started pursing them together, as if trying to even lipstick. He gasped at the sight of your tongue flicking out to lick your lips, but then regained enough of his senses to imitate your lip movements.

"Seven minutes have passed!"

You and Gordie stopped pressing your lips together. You let out a gasp.

"My lips hurt."

"So do mine."

"But they're still not swollen enough. What do we do?"

The sight of your disheveled hair, heaving chest, and flushed cheekbones was getting to be too much for Gordie's  hormones.

"Can I kiss you?"

 Where had that come from?

The site of his tousled hair, glazed over bright eyes, and fairly broad shoulders weren't helping your hormones either.

"Hell, yes."

Before you knew it, his lips had crashed down upon yours. It was rough, hard, and inexperienced, but Gordie' s was equally inexperienced.

Your eyes went as round as saucers. Oh my God! I'm kissing Gordie!

You quickly pulled away, and you both were gasping for breath.

Your mouths connected again. Both of your lips felt dry and you both flicked out your tongues at the same time. When you tongues met, it was sheer electricity. You both gasped and pushed each others tongues into each other's mouths. Gordie pushed you up against the side of the closet.

"Seven minutes left!"

Neither of you heard Mary's voice this time as it was muffled out by your thud.

You broke the kiss, eliciting a confused moan from Gordie.

"Help me up,"

You gasped. You placed his hands on the back of your knees, placed your own hands on his shoulders, then jumped up to wrap your legs around his waist. He instinctively took the hint, lifted you by the knees, and helped you wrap your legs around himself. The battle of the tongues continued.

"Five minutes to go!"

You was starting to get heavy. He got down to his knees while your legs were still wrapped around him. You  both groaned at the loss of pelvic contact. You pushed Gordie down to the floor and continued making out with him while straddling him. He reached up to cup your breasts and smiled at your gasp turned moan.

"Two minutes!"

He broke the lip contact, at which you groaned. He quickly pushed you to the floor, rolled onto you, pulled your legs up over his hips again, grabbed you again, and crashed his lips onto yours again. This time, it was his turn to gasp and moan as you grabbed his ass with both hands. You pulled Gordie in closer.

"And time's up!"

Lucy yelled as she struggled to open the closet. She gaped at the sight and the doors and locked them quickly. Gordie let out a giggle as he nestled his head in your neck. You let out a giggle too. We enjoyed our selfs in the closet for the rest of the time.

Next day...

The bell rang, and everyone rushed off to classes. A hand suddenly pulled you into the janitor's closet in the midst of swarming students. No one noticed the giggles coming from inside the janitor's closet as they entered their classrooms. Ironically enough, You and Gordie had skipped family studies, where the topic of the day was family planning.