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Illi moaned when Ray grabbed her waist a little tighter than he used to. She could feel his hands moving abruptly through her body and into her hair, as if he was trying to get a reaction out of her, and it was clearly working. Even so, she couldn't shake the feeling that maybe he was trying too hard. Once she parted their lips, she looked at him with an easy smile and grabbed his hand before it could get to her ass.
“Ray, are you ok?” she asks, feeling a little self-conscious about it still. She could tell he was nervous.
“What?” Ray looks up, only then opening his eyes again, “Yeah, I'm fine, I guess. Why?” She didn't believe him in the slightest when she could literally feel him shaking.
“You look nervous”
“I’m always nervous around you,” he scoffed, smiling back at her with his cheeks turning pinkish, “Did I do something wrong?”
“Not at all,” Illi wrapped her hands around his neck again, pulling him close. Ray was considerably bigger than her, so his arms hugged her in a way she felt so protected she could live there, “I like it when you hold me harder. It's just… you're overthinking it. Your hands are shaking and you were kind of pressing me against this freaking thing—”
She turns around to get away from the fence she was being pressed at, laughing, and then changing their positions to put Ray’s back against the wall. They met only a little time ago, right when Illi moved to New Jersey and into the school. Being a newcomer was always a challenge, especially being trans. She never hid it from anyone and she was already used to the bullying that came with being non-binary in high school, but it didn't matter. She was happy with her identity, she was happy with her pronouns and the fact that some days she wanted to be treated like a girl, others, like a boy.
Today, specifically, she was dressed in a striped skirt, knee socks and the ugly blue school uniform. Her hair, despite the greasiness, framed her face beautifully and made her look a little more fierce than her soft pink cheeks.
Ray looked at her again, letting out a sigh straight out of a cartoon where the main character is totally in love. It was kind of funny, actually, and a little pathetic, but Illi liked it. She liked the way he looked at her like she was a goddess.
“I’m sorry, I guess I just… keep thinking about what you said last week about my kissing. I'm trying to improve it. For you, of course.”
And there was also that. Ray had never kissed anyone before her, so she was basically telling him how to do it.
She figured he had never fucked too, even if it that was kind of a dick assumption. He was just too shy, too weird and too fucking cute. Girls their age used to like boys with six-packs and an attitude, total fuckboys, but not her. She liked boys exactly like Ray – the ones that actually saw her, worshipped her. It could be kind of egotistical to say the least, but she wasn't used to being seen by anyone and Ray saw her almost immediately.
Illi smiled softly, gripping on his cheek, “You’re adorable,” she gave him a peck and let go of his shoulders, biting her inner lip, “I have an idea.”
Ray almost shivered, knowing nothing good could come from her saying that. Last time she did, they ended up on a rollercoaster and Ray barfed as soon as they hit solid ground again. She laughed her lungs out, of course, and then treated him with water and cuddles.
“Does it involve rollercoasters? Because I watched Final Destination right after our date and I'll never get into one of those again”
“It doesn't,” she clarified and grabbed him by the hand, “But it does involve someone else.”
***
They always had lunch on the stairs. It was a place they liked and Illi was a big fan of Gossip Girl so she liked to feel like Blair Waldorf, sitting on top of it. Of course, in this particular situation, she was being laughed at most of the time and the other people sitting didn't really care.
This time she didn't go for the higher step. As soon as they got there, she eyed a guy with dark hair and bangs so horribly cutted that made Ray immediately stop. He pulled Illi close and she stopped, looking at him attentively.
“What?” she asked.
“That’s Frank,” Ray added “Why are we talking to him? He hates everyone. Also, he fought half of the football team and if they see me talking to him they'll start targeting me too!”
“First of all” Illi begun, crossing her arms, “You believe too little in yourself. You could take those football players if you wanted to, don't you have a mirror?” she laughed, smiling at him, “Second of all, Frank does hate everyone. But I'm not everyone.”
Ray gave her a side eye, waiting to see where this was going.
“We’re going out” she blurped and Ray widened his eyes, as if that was insane. Or a crime. Or both. “Stop looking at me like that! We never said we were exclusive, did we? Also, it's a good thing. I want him to teach you something.”
“What can Frank Iero possibly teach me?” it was Ray’s turn to cross his arms.
“You’ll see.”
***
Illi kept bouncing her feet dressed-up in Doc Martens while sitting in up on a wall, right behind school grounds, looking at them. Ray had his back against the wall and his head between his hands, while Frank kept his hands on his pockets looking bored as hell, chewing on gum.
“He looks in distress,” Frank noted, giving Ray a look and then looking back to Illi, “You’re sure about that?”
“Well, I'm only trying to help. You don't have to do it if you don't want to, Ray. It was just a dumb idea that may or may not be based off a dream I had.”
Ray looked up, face red as fuck. “No, it's ok. But you know… maybe… maybe you could kiss him instead? You've done it already, I could just… watch.”
Illi looked at Frank and he was already smiling. Motherfucker.
“Ok, but you can't be jealous. He's gonna show you, but if you need him to teach you, all you have to do is ask.” She got on the floor again and walked to Ray, giving him a peck.
“I’d accept cash payment too, you know?” Frank added and Illi slapped his arm jokingly.
“Oh, shut up, it's not like you haven't been wanting to kiss him for a while,” she said it on a whim and Frank’s face immediately turned red. It was cute seeing him like this and the only reason she proposed this in the first place is because she knew Frank had a crush on him already. It was a win-win situation.
Ray waved his hands, shooing both of them. He looked redder than ever, just like Frank, and Illi smiled so big seeing them like that that she almost forgot why she was there anyway.
“Ok, so, are we doing this or what?” he asked.
“Take notes, man” Frank joked right before he pulled Illi by the waist, grabbing her hair with one hand while the other slid to her hips, keeping her close. He kissed her passionately, both their tongues dancing on each-other’s mouths slowly and in sync, it was almost rhythmical.
Ray was looking at them like a statue, unable to move. He knew Frank was a bigger loser than himself, but he knew how to kiss someone for fucking sure. The way he grabbed Illi’s waist would be tattooed on his head forever and it kind of made him wanna kiss Frank himself. She kept sighing through the kiss, like trying to suppress a moan, and Ray kept trying to gulp something but his mouth was fucking dry. He couldn't take his eyes off them. Especially her.
When Illi parted the kiss, Ray could feel in his own hands the lingering in Frank's. He let her go too, but kept looking at her with a type of puppy eyes that made Ray feel dizzy.
“So? What do you think?” she asked, finally, biting her lip.
“I think I wanna do it too,” Ray didn't even knew where he got the guts to blurp that out, but it made Frank smile and look at him, pointing to himself, “With me?”
“Yes,” Ray said, almost slobbering on his own words, “I want you to teach me how to kiss like that. I-i mean… Illi likes it, I want her to like my kissing too.”
“I do like your kissing,” she got closer, cupping his jaw, “You just look nervous to touch me. Which I understand and kinda like. Maybe if you kiss someone else, it will subside, that's why I thought of Frank.”
“Sure it wasn't the dream?” Frank said behind them, making Illi blush this time. “Just do it already! God, Ray, please shut him up”, she added, jumping on the wall again.
Ray walked towards Frank like a little scared dog, but the smaller boy grabbed him by the waist so he would kill the tension already.
“Ok, you want to ‘improve’ something, right? Or at least feel less nervous? Dude, I don't bite. At least not without command.” Frank put his hands on Ray’s shoulder, he was much shorter than him and almost had to be on his tiptoes. Then he looked up to Ray, the same puppy-eyes making the bigger boy feel dizzy again, “Put your hands on my waist, Toro.”
Ray did as he was told but as soon as he got up to grab Frank's hair like he had done with Illi, he stopped. There was no hair to grab. His hand kept up in the air and he felt fucking stupid when they both laughed, except Frank grabbed his hand and put it around his own throat, “I wish I had pretty hair like her. But it's fine, you can hold here.”
Ray felt fucking overwhelmed by that and honestly kinda hot. His dick almost twitched when Frank leaned into the touch, getting closer and pressing their bodies together. Then, it was his turn to grab some hair again and he did it with Ray's, grabbing him by the back of his neck.
When their lips touched, Ray felt everything all over again. It fucking looked like his first kiss again and the fact that the very first person he kissed were just beside them didn't make it any simpler. She was just looking, smiling at him in reassurance and making him feel that warm feeling he thought only she was capable of emanating. Except, now, Frank's body felt just as hot, even more than her's – he dared to think.
Frank kissed him slowly, licking his tongue first. It didn't just looked good, it tasted absolutely better. Ray closed his eyes almost instantly and leaned into the kiss, pushing Frank against the wall, almost making him disappear. He was fucking big. Frank moaned in between and that woke up something inside Ray he didn't even knew it was there. In a way, he kept thinking it was Illi he was kissing, but when he felt something rubbing against his thighs he just knew it wasn't her at all. Even so, it was fucking hot. Frank was a damn good kisser and he wasn't able to let go of him until he felt his own dick twitching towards an erection. It had happened with Illi before, but she never made a big deal out of it and he never asked her to. Fucking virgin.
“I think we should stop-” Ray parted the kiss as soon as he was able to get back to his senses, letting go of Frank completely. Immediately, he felt Illi’s hands on his arm in a comforting way, she looked worried while holding his sweaty hands.
“Ray, are you okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, just—Fuck. I don't know what happened,” he fucking did, “I-Im just…”
“Hard,” Frank said behind them, still all fuzzy from the kiss and also hard himself. He looked down on Ray's body and it made Illi look too almost mechanically. She bit her lip to keep from smiling and gave Ray a small kiss.
“You’re so cute,” she said, and then rested her body weight against Frank’s chest. He immediately wrapped his hands around her waist, praying to God she wasn't feeling his boner too, “You too, Frankie”, Illi added, cupping Frank's cheek from the front, still looking at Ray and still holding his hand, “I told you he would teach you something. He's pretty good at it.”
“He fucking is” Ray sighed, just following Illi’s command to get closer. Soon they were both pressing their bodies onto her, almost squeezing her like a sandwich. She smiled big, kissing Ray’s soft lips again while Frank pressed his lips against the back of her neck.
“So, you guys wanna go have lunch?” Frank's voice came from behind while he rested his chin on Illi’s shoulder, dividing his attention between her and Ray.
“I can buy you anything,” Ray said while looking at her, eyes all full of love. He felt kinda pathetic but he was out of fucks to give, “You too, if you want. As a thank you or whatever,” he said to Frank.
Illi smiled at them. Her eyes sparkled.
“I think I have a better idea”