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Requested by: naughtycate @ fanfiction.net
Couple: Chad & Sharpay
Rating: M
Quote: "You're just mad because I’m the only person in this school who doesn't put up with your shit!"
Setting/Event: A party
Random Stuff:
- A dress showing a lot of cleavage
- a reference to Chad's ever-present basketball
- a long overdue argument
- a game of I Have Never.

Chad

The music was thumping; the beer was flowing; the party was raging by the time Chad got there with a couple of his friends.  The University of Albuquerque wasn’t a large college by any means, but the students and the Greek society knew how to throw amazing parties.

“Oh great,” his friend Mitchie muttered under his breath.  “Your favorite person is here, man.”

“Just ignore her,” he shrugged as he pretended to take a drink of his beer just to check her out.  She stood across the room: her face lit up in a bright smile as she talked to a couple of girls. He let his eyes trail down her body, grinning when he saw she was wearing that stupid yellow dress with the low cut neckline that gave her modest bust a good amount of cleavage.

“Fuck, we’ve been spotted,” Mitchie groaned as she headed their way.

“I see you’ve learned to leave your basketball at home,” she sneered, stopping in front of them.  “Or is it hidden somewhere?”

“Fuck off, Sharpay,” Chad grumbled, forcing himself to take a sip of his drink as the game had officially begun.

“I saw you checking me out, Danforth,” she stated, tucking her hair behind her ears.  “And I just wanted to come over and tell you to not even bother. There is no way I’d ever sleep with you.”

“He wouldn’t sleep with you if you were the only thing to cure him of a fatal disease,” Mitchie inserted.

“Be a dear and get me a drink,” Sharpay said, thrusting her cup in Mitchie’s hand.  “And don’t daddle.”

“Get your own drink,” Chad told her.  “He’s not your servant.”

“Maybe he wants to get me a drink,” Sharpay said, giving Mitchie a sexy smile.  “Don’t you, big boy?”  She flickered her eyes to Chad.  “Unless, you want to keep him close by because you’re secret lovers and you don’t want anyone to take him away from you.”

“We’re not gay, bitch!” Mitchie exclaimed.

“Chill, Mitch, I got this handled,” Chad told his friend.  “First of all, I’m not gay.  You’re the one that wants to have her brother’s gay lover’s babies just so you can brag you had Troy’s babies when you go to our high school reunion.”

“Is that jealousy I hear in your voice?”  She said, going in for the kill.  “I’m sorry, Chad, I know you’re jealous that Troy picked Ryan over you, his very best friend, but sweetie, it’s physically impossible for you to mother his babies.  It’s time you moved on and found another man to settle down with and Mitchie here, well he isn’t too far out of your league.”

“Fuck you, Sharpay,” Chad spat.  “If anybody here is jealous about who Troy chose it’s you.”  He shook his head.  “I’m done. I’m leaving.  I’ll check you later, Mitch.”

Sharpay

She smiled as she watched him walk off all riled up.  She winked at his friend then headed to get another drink, like she had told her friends she was doing when she had left them to go bug Chad.

After getting her drinks, she easily located her friends and used the excuse of teaching a few grabby-handed freshmen a lesson.  Her friends laughed and they stayed grouped together for a few more minutes before they started to break apart as people they knew came over to talk.

Nearly fifteen minutes after Chad had made his exit, Sharpay slipped away from her group of friends and left the party.  Headed for her townhouse six blocks away, she walked down the street, turned the corner and let out a scream when a set of hands grabbed her from behind.

“You look hot in this dress,” a voice she recognized as Chad’s said.  “But I swear to God I’ve torn it off you at least five times.”

“Not very well, apparently,” she sassed back as his breath on her neck sent chills racing down her spine.

“That’ll change tonight,” he whispered huskily before sweeping his lips against the back of her neck.  “And that’s a promise.”

Just the thought of him ripping her dress from her body in the heat of passion made her insides tingle.  Walking faster, she couldn’t wait to get him into her townhouse and ravish his milk chocolate body.  He obviously felt the same way as he matched her stride for stride the rest of the way.  They both hoped they wouldn’t run into anyone they knew who would spill the secret of their affair.

Arriving at her place, she quickly unlocked the door and led him inside.  He locked the door behind them then carried her directly into her bedroom.

Their mouths met as he set her feet on the carpet in her room and after a few minutes he couldn’t hand it anymore.  He broke their kiss, took a hold of her dress between her breasts and ripped it away from her body in two pieces, leaving her standing before him in just a pair of pale yellow boyshorts panties.

Chad

It was all just a game, the fighting, meant to raise their sexual tension, like foreplay, and it worked, even if it was a little crazy.

He and Sharpay had known each other since high school, but hadn’t liked each other at all back then.  She was always trying to win his best friend Troy’s heart with schemes and other devious endeavors.  Even though she had really annoyed him, he had tried to ignore her and that worked until the night everything changed for them.

It had been at a party near the end of senior year.  She had been working one of her plans to break up Troy and his then girlfriend and in the process has unintentionally outted her brother, Ryan, and Troy. He hadn’t known Troy’s secret at the time and had called Sharpay out on her bull shit.  He had followed her away from the other partiers and they had somehow ended up in a hall closet.  He had given her the riot act about all the shit she’d been dishing out since freshman year.  She had said some not so nice things too.  The last thing he said to her before kissing her for the first time had been: “You're just mad because I’m the only person in this school who doesn't put up with your shit!”

The action inside the closet had become heated quickly and soon he was ramming his manhood deep inside of her as she, wearing a yellow dress, had a leg wrapped around his waist and moaned in his ear.

They had returned to the party separately with Chad returning first.  He stumbled upon a game of I Have Never and declined an invitation to join.  He was thankful he had, when she came into the room just as someone said, “I have never had sex with somebody in this room.”

Nobody else knew what had happened that night between them, apart from the fighting, and nobody knew what was going on between them three years later.  People assumed they hated each other and he and Sharpay didn’t bother to correct them; doing so would mean explaining that fighting was what got them riled up and ready to go.

Every now and then, he wondered what would happen if they didn’t have something to fight about or what the future held for them, if anything, but he purposely chose not to dwell on it.  They’d figure things out when the time came.

Sharpay

Her eyes closed as his fingers massages her intimate core, applying pressure to her sensitive numb and over her folds.  Her breath hitched as he slid a finger into her sex and then out again.  His fingers worked her until her body began to stiffen and prepare for a release then he brought his mouth to her center and brought her to a loud orgasm.

She had laid still for a few minutes after her powerful release trying to recover and once she had, she focused her attention to his stiff manhood.  She wrapped her hand around him and worked him manually before sliding him into her mouth.

Anxious to get inside of her again, he pulled out of her mouth before finishing and, after putting on a condom, he slid his manhood into her womanhood.  Their bodies moved together as one and in the heat of their love-making their came together.

They went for a few more rounds of sex, each one slower and less rushed than the one before.  It was nearly one am when they collapsed on top of one another completely spent.

She awoke hours later and watched his chest rise and fall as he slept beside her. She wondered what it would be like if they were a normal couple going to the movies or out to dinner before going home to be intimate.  Would they like that? Could they replace the fighting with something more normal?

The ringing of the doorbell jolted her from her thoughts.  After climbing out of bed carefully to not disturb Chad, she pulled on some clothes quickly then left the room, hoping whoever had rang the doorbell was still there as she made her way to the front door.  She opened the door and froze when she saw Ryan and Troy.

Chad

He awoke to the sun hitting him in the face and groaned.  Rolling onto his side, he instinctively felt for Sharpay and opened his eyes when he couldn’t feel her.  Sitting up in bed, he stretched and wondered where she had run off to.  The door the bathroom was open so he knew she wasn’t in there.

Pulling himself off out of bed, he walked to the bedroom door and opened it, ready to call out her name, but didn’t when the scent of coffee filled his nostrils and the sound of her voice reached his ears. Figuring she was on the phone, he decided to surprise her and padded down the hall with nothing on.

Hearing a second voice, he froze a few feet from the kitchen door.  He knew that voice, but couldn’t place it.  Then a third voice, one he instantly recognized as his best friend’s voice, came from the kitchen and he knew who the second voice belonged to.

Knowing he had to get back to her bedroom quickly or run the chance of being discovered naked in her hallway, he backed up quickly, but in his rush, knocked into her coat rack.  He cursed under his breath as he tried to grab the rack before it fell over, which resulted in him getting off kilter himself and falling to the ground with the rack on top of him.

Sharpay

“What was that?” Ryan asked after they all heard the crash in the hall.  “Is somebody else here?”

“No,” Sharpay answered quickly.  “It’s just my, um, cat.”

“You’re allergic to cats,” her brother narrowed his eyes.

Sharpay didn’t know what to say as Ryan and Troy pushed past her to investigate so she just followed silently.

They found Chad in the hall, laying on the ground with the coat rack laying across his chest and a flowered hat covering his family jewels.

He smiled sheepishly.  Ryan glared. Sharpay blushed. Troy laughed.

They were so busted.

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