Part VI

Marco met with Dylan at his dorm after having lunch with Manny. Dylan was looking through a stack of DVDs on his desk when Marco walked in. Dylan held one up with a shirtless Italian hunk on the cover. “I thought we could have a movie marathon night and order pizza or chinese food. I know how much you love foreign films, so I picked some up.”

Marco grinned. “Aw, thanks babe. I know they aren’t your favorite.”

Dylan walked over to Marco and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “But they’re your favorite and we’re celebrating you standing up to your dad.” He looked down at the DVD in his hand. “Plus,” he added, “the guy in this one looks watch worthy.” Marco grunted his agreement and took the DVD out of Dylan’s hand, he proceeded to read the back cover intently.

“Looks like it really worked to earn the NC-17 rating,” Marco quiped.

“I hope so,” Dylan teased.

Marco looked at his boyfriend, really looked at him, and for the first time in a long time began to feel very aroused. “I’m sure we could give this movie a run for its money,” Marco flirted.

Dylan’s eyebrows rose. Was it his imagination or was his boyfriend coming on to him like he use to? Dylan decided to, as usual, play along and see where things were headed. “I don’t know... there are two italian stallions in that movie and there’s only one here. Also, they both speak Italian, which we can both agree is much sexier than English.”

Marco leaned into Dylan. “Well I can speak some Italian and seeing the way that you react to my Italian I think we might be able to take them on.”

Dylan gulped. “There’s only one way to find out- but- what about our movie marathon?”

“We can start it later, besides we should take advantage of your roommates absensce.”

“But, Marco, what about-”

“Shhh- I already know what you’re going to say and I said that I want to be with you no matter what the test says. We’re going to make love and we’re going to be safe.”

“Marco... I... love you.”

Marco tossed the DVD and through his arms around Dylan’s neck. He whispered something Italian in Dylan’s ear and Dylan melted against him. They lost themselves in the kiss that followed, both wishing that the way they felt in that moment would last forever. Before Marco knew it his boyfriend had him pinned beneath him on the bed and was roaming his hands all over Marco’s body.

Dylan savored the feel of Marco’s heated skin as he removed Marco’s clothing; all the while thinking that despite the HIV ordeal that he was the luckiest guy in the world. Once they were both un-clothed their love making was fast and fierce. Marco was much more aggressive than he’d ever been, but Dylan decided to push thoughts away of his boyfriend being that way because of his new “experiences” with another man and decided to enjoy the change. Marco nearly wept with joy while feeling Dylan’s large and strong, yet gentle, hands caressing his body once again.

Afterwards they layed satisfied in each other’s arms.

“Dylan?”

“Hmmm?”

“If someone tells you that Manny Santos told them your penis size- a heart to heart I had with her earlier had nothing to do with it.”

“What?”

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Marco sat anxiously in the waiting room of the clinic while Dylan got his test results back. He took a blue, bouncy ball that was the size of a gumb ball out of his pants pocket and began tossing it from hand to hand. The longer it took Dylan to get back the more aggressive his tossing became before he accidently missed catching the ball and hit the girl sitting beside him in the arm with it. “Sorry,” he said sheepishly. The girl simply gave him a dirty look and moved two seats over.

Dylan finally stepped back into the waiting room with a nicely sized brown bag in his hand. Marco stood swiftly to greet him and was relieved to see a smile on his boyfriend’s face. “Good news is,” Dylan began, “I got lots of free condoms and a lecture that scared the desire for promiscouse sex right out of me. Even better news is that I’m negative.”

Marco nearly leaped for joy. “I knew you’d be okay.”

Dylan threw an arm around Marco’s shoulders and they walked happily out of the clinic. “Even if I wasn’t okay- with you by my side- I have a feeling I would have survived.”

“Let’s get a double scoop of victory ice cream!” Marco exclaimed.

“Victory ice cream?” Dylan laughed. “Last week it was comfort ice cream. Are you trying to get me fat?”

THE END

A/N: So there it is. I hope you’ve enjoyed the story. I’m working on a purely NC-17 Marco and Dylan fanfic called Stillness. Fanfictionnet does not allow NC-17 material so look for it at the Degrassi Slash Community at livejournalcom