A/N: breakdown.

Virgil ~ Veronica

Thomas ~ Martha

Roman ~ Heather C

Remus ~ Heather D

Patton ~ Heather M

Logan ~ J.D

Deceit ~ Kurt

Picani ~ Ms. Fleming

Remy ~ Ram

I will not be using all of these, but If I do the Au in the future, this is how it's going. Unlike other stories I've done with Au's to musicals, I'm not including the song lyrics because it honestly breaks the pacing of the story and the song never quite fits. SOOO

There will be some song lyrics, but not an actual full on song.

This is a Heather's Au!

There is a few... changes I made, but I just wanted to use the basic premise of Heathers

This is dead girl walking so there will be smut

.........

Okay, okay... this is fine?

"No, no, this is totally not fine!" Virgil exclaimed I'm a hushed whisper. He didn't do parties and him and alcohol certainly never mixed.

Why did he come?

Right...

The fucking Heathers.

Roman Heathers, Remus Heathers and Patton Heathers....

Only two of them were even fucking related.

Patton just had the same last name and was adorable.

It it wasn't for Logan, Virgil might've fallen in love with Patton instead.

"Hiya V, whatcha doing over here all alone?"

Speak of the devil.

"Nothing Much Pat. Just enjoying this... what even is this?" Virgil gestured to his drink.

Patton looked at the liquid inside, "I think that's the vodka."

"Greeeeaaat."

Patton giggled, "you don't have to drink you know? Everyone else is too wasted to care."

"You really aren't like Remus or Roman...."

"I can be, but I don't like being mean."

Virgil raised a brow, "then why are you friends with them?"

"They're like family!"

"A messed up family."

Patton didn't respond to that, but plucked the drink from Virgil's hands, knocking in back. Pat downed it like a champ, no gag or choke or burn.

"Well, You should find something weaker."

"Okay?" Virgil said, taking the cup back, "what about you?"

"I'm going to find some hot guy to dance with. I'd dance with you if you weren't pining over the recluse." With that, Patton left and Virgil could see him go to deceit, the two laughing at something... whatever!

Ugh, Thomas wouldn't be happy seeing that.

Virgil has tried warning him, but he showed up anyways. No one was harassing him at least. He was actually talking to this person wearing a beanie. Joan?

Either way, the two were laughing, drinking some of the soda Thomas had brought.

As long as it stayed calm, so would Virgil. He'd honestly rather be at home.

"So, what's a pretty thing like you doing all alone?"

Great. Just great.

Remy.

"Thinking about getting some more alcohol." And away from Remy.

"I can solve that issue."

Virgil's empty cup was replaced with a full one, a while liquid filling the cup. It kinda smelt like medicine...

"My dad's favorite drink. They serve it at Greek restaurants all the time. It's pretty strong too."

Great, he's expecting Virgil to drink it.

Ugh.

Virgil looked at the drink and took a deep breath, knocking it back and chugging it.

He regretted chugging it, because the second it touched his tongue he wanted to puke.

It was awful, and his throat swelled with heat, a buzz in his skin from the putrid thing.

Who would willingly drink that???

"Tastes like shit, right?"

"No fucking duh!"

Remy chuckled at that, grabbing Virgil's face, tilting it up to look at him. "It made your pretty face all red. I'm jealous I'm not the one to do it."

True, Virgil's cheeks were scarlet from the heat the alcohol gave him. Though Remy could never arouse a romantic response from Virgil.

But for some reason, Virgil felt content with Remy's praise.

"I'm far to sober to be falling for your advances Remy."

The jock pouted, but sighed, "geez I'll back off. You want something actually decent to drink?"

"That would be fantastic. Make it strong. The quicker I blackout, the better."

He laughed at that, "Alright then tiger. Black out here you come!"

Virgil nearly got black out drunk.

Keyword: nearly.

But he sobered up pretty quickly when Remus and and Roman decided to Tag team Thomas, making fun of him.

He had stepped in, used a few choice words... then threw his guts up on Roman's expensive ass shirt.

"You're pathetic," Virgil had said stupidly, a sloppy smirk on his face.

"I made you, Virgil, I can easily unmake you."

"Fine! See you Monday then."

He'd grabbed Thomas and yanked the both of them out of the party.

"Go home Thomas," was all he said to his best friend before deciding to walk home himself, hoping to sober up enough to think out some plans for Monday.

"The demon king of high has decided that on Monday I'll be deleted. He'll hunt me down in study hall, stuff and mount me on the wall.... god, 48 hours to live... how should i spend it?" Virgil muttered to himself, cars wizzing by in the late night hours.

Honestly, he was all over the place thought wise. He just wanted something to distract himself.

Then...

His eyes caught on someone.

An open window, someone all to familiar leaning out of it, looking tired and messy for once in their life.

Logan.

Suddenly a very strong feeling wrecked through his body. An emotion that truly drives wars and conflicts.

Virgil felt fucking horny.

As Logan's figure disappeared into his house, Virgil decided he should pay his possible suitor a visit.

He was at the front door before his mind could talk him out of it, ringing the doorbell.

Virgil recalled how Logan said his father was never home, and prayed that was true for tonight.

It was.

When Logan opened the door to a very disheveled, happy, hot looking Virgil, he didn't know what to think. He liked what he saw though.

Virgil walked in and pushed Logan into the wall besides the bow closed front door, slamming their lips together in a sloppy kiss.

Logan could taste lingering tastes of the alcohol Virgil drank on the smaller boy's lips. It worried him, so he pulled away.

"Virgil, why were you drinking?"

"Fucking party. Didn't want to go and got pressured to drink, threw up on Roman and now here I am. I'm really horny and really hoping you'll let me ride you until I black out."

Okay

Logan was not expecting that.

But he liked it and was pretty into it.

"Works for me."

He grabbed Virgil's hand and led the boy to his bedroom. He was not going to turn down sex from Virgil. The boy was addictive as it was. Charming, empathetic, goofy, caring, especially towards friends. He was a polar opposite to Logan in all the best ways.

How could he turn down the chance to experience how truly addictive he was?

Only an idiot would turn down that.

Virgil pushed Logan onto his bed almost immediately after entering his room. Virgil went to Straddle his hips, making himself temporarily taller as the sat close.

"Come on, you know the drill. I'm hot and pissed and horny to a point I want you to wreck me."

Logan laughed, bringing his hands to Virgil's thighs, admiring how beautifully flush he was. "Those are some strong words, but I'll happily oblige." He pushed their bodies flush to kiss Virgil once again, softer this time around. Passionate, but more tender.

Virgil was gently nipping at Logan's bottom lip, almost worrying it between his teeth, and Logan happily parted their lips to kiss Virgil deeper, hands he had on the boy's thighs rising to Virgil's hips, thumbs leading the charge under Virgil's shirt, climbing up his body. Virgil was shivering at Logan's cold hands against his skin. It prickled and tickled his skin in the most delightful way.

The logical man's fingers brushed over Virgil's nipples, eliciting a rather sharp intake of breath from Virgil.

Bingo.

Logan's calloused fingers gently rubbed the nubs, testing the waters. When Virgil's gasps drew to very quiet whimpers, Logan gently pinched, rolling the now perky buds between his thumb and pointer.

Virgil's whimpers get a bit stronger and he could feel Virgil's hard on beginning to press into his stomach.

Logan was about to push Virgil down into the sheets when a thought occurred to him, "how'd you find my address?"

Virgil shrugged, "coincidence." He flipped them over, Logan over him and Virgil's back flash against the mattress. "Let's break the bed."

"I do have to sleep here, so let's not," Logan said with a chuckled, sitting up and pulling off his shirt, Virgil still underneath him.

Virgil had taken it upon himself to rid himself of his shirt as well.  "You sure? Then I guess you'll have to wreck me without breaking your own bed."

"Maybe."

"Well, get your ass in gear then. I want this whole town to disappear. So wreck me."

"Okay, okay." Logan's eyes flashed darkly, and at the time, Virgil didn't know why, but he thought it was lust. He was wrong, but he didn't know that.

Logan's fingers fumbled with Virgil's pant's zipper, quickly shimmying off the pants.

"Do you even have lube?" Virgil asked with a snort, playful and lazy smirk on his lips.

He may have been buzzed still, but damn, did he like the way it lowered his walls. At least in the moment.

"What type of horny teenage boy would I be if I didn't carry lube?"

"So you have it?"

Logan reaches over Virgil and opened his nightstand, pulling out a bottle of lube and a few condoms. "It never hurts to be prepared."

Logan slipped off his jeans and then pulled off Virgil's boxers, leaving Virgil exposed beneath the examining eyes of Logan.

"You do want this, right?"

Virgil nodded, "I would not have come here at whatever hour it is if I didn't want to get speared by your dick."

Logan groaned softly at that. "Just stop me if you ever change your mind."

"I won't, but thanks."

With a warm chuckle, Logan opened the bottle of lube and squirt the liquid onto his fingers, rubbing it around until his digits were lathered in it.

He gently circled a digit around the puckered skin at Virgil's entrance, gently pressing a single digit inside. Virgil instinctively winced, but relaxed as best as he could as Logan pushed his finger in all the way to the knuckle.

Logan took his time to feel his finger around, recalling a little sweet spot that-

"Aaaahhhh~"

There is was.

Logan slipped in a second finger, using the two fingers to pride and poke at Virgil's prostate, getting increasingly louder moans.

Music to his ears.

Virgil's toes curled against the sheets, his breaths uneven and heavy but a satisfied look on his face.

So Logan slipped in a third finger, and Virgil violently shivered and convulsed, going slack as he came.

Logan used his fingers to help the now oversensitive Virgil ride out his orgasm.

He wondered if Virgil wouldn't be up for a round two, but the boy's dick was already hard again.

Thank god for youth.

"Did you orgasm from just your ass?"

"Shut up!" Virgil squeaked, hiding his face behind his hands

"Hey, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, it happens."

"stop teasing me..."

"Alright." Logan slipped out his fingers, Virgil whining at the absence as Logan rolled a condom on and shifted their positions. Logan leaning against the headboard and Virgil in his lap.

"H-huh?"

"Weren't you going to ride me until you black out?"

Virgil nodded frantically, and with Logan's help, lined himself up with Logan's dick. He held it with one hand, Logan's shoulder with his other, slowly sinking down, thighs burning at the long squat.

When the head of Logan's cock entered Virgil, the boy winced in pain. It was a dull pain, but it still hurt. Logan rubbed soothing circles into Virgil's hips, looking at the boy with worry.

"I'm good... I just... need to take it slow."

Logan nodded and Virgil slowly sank down, his breath sputtering in sharp gasps.

When he sunk all the way down, ass against Logan's pelvis, he collected himself. "Why are you so big?" He groaned. "D-did you just get bigger??"

"Virgil, who wouldn't after being told they're big? And you look... god you look good."

He groaned at the praise.

"You like being praised?" Virgil nodded weakly, and Logan let his hands run gently up and down Virgil's sides, "you're beautiful! You're smart and funny and you try your best at everything you do. Even when you want to be popular, you don't want to hurt others."

Virgil groaned again. Picking up his body and slowly rising, pulling Logan's cock mostly out before dropping on it again.

Both of them groaned loudly.

Logan's hands gripped Virgil's hips tightly, and he helped pull Virgil off of him to slam the boy back down.

Virgil was still sensitive, and he was screaming with the stimulus, shivering. Tears poured out of his eyes.

"You're taking me so good V, so pretty. I could watch you cry for me all day. You're such a good boy."

Virgil was sobbing, happily bouncing on Logan's dick, finally nailing his prostate again, forcing him to burst out in more tears.

It just felt so good!

"Logan! L-Logan. So g-good!" He was babbling, eyes rolled back into his head, drool escaping the corners of his mouth.

His cock was aching, precum dribbling down it.

Who wouldn't be in love with Virgil? Logan wondered how idiotic his classmates must be to let someone like Virgil slip through their fingers.

He'd show them.

He harshly thrusted Virgil down, spearing him onto his cock and vigil stiffened, letting out a loud moan of Logan's name before going slack, falling against Logan.

Holy shit he just had a dry orgasm!

His ass clenched and Life fan lost it, gasping as he came.

It took awhile for him to pull out, but when he did and when he chucked the condom into the trash, he asked if Virgil could stand to take a shower.

When he couldn't, Logan cleaned up Virgil and helped him into a pair of pajamas, then snuggling with him under the covers after changing himself.

The morning they'd deal with Roman, for now. Virgil and Logan would stay curled up in each other's arms, ignorant and unaware of what was to come.

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