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Mike had been depressed.
No one could blame him, really. Having your girlfriend sucked away and killed to save the world was not the easiest thing to go through. But his friends, his pack, they were…worried.
Mike had stopped eating as much, started to pull into himself, pull away from the group. And then he stopped coming out of his bedroom entirely.
In Dustin’s words, they were ‘deploying Will’ as a last resort.
So here Will stood, in front of Mike’s bedroom door at a crisp 6pm with a glass of water tucked into his elbow and plate of fruit balanced on his arm. Mike’s family had already gone out to go see a movie, Mike unsurprisingly declining the offer.
“Mike?” He knocked gently with his free hand.
No response.
Will sighed, before opening the door.
An array of scents blasted his nose. Sadness hit him like a slap in the face, doubt and hurt sinking around him. The bedroom itself had clothes littered around the floor (One was El’s hoodie, a voice whispered), trash littered about.
Will made his way to the bed that currently occupied a lump of a human, sitting on the edge of it.
“Mike.” Will murmured, gently setting the plate of fruit and glass of water on the bedside table. “Mike come on, you need to eat.”
The lump did not move.
Will went to stand, halfway up before a ping of pain pulsed through his head. A choked cry came through before he cut the sound of midway, hands coming up to grasp his hair as he plopped back down on the bed.
“Fuck.” Will groaned.
The cluster headaches post sharing-a-hive mind-with-demodogs were not pleasant.
“Will?” Mike had somehow gone from a lump to sitting up, eyes unexpectedly sharp.
“Sorry- just a-“ Will winced, unsure what was triggering the pings. “S’ been happening lately, give me a moment.”
There was a shift near him before Mike’s hands were pressing the glass of water into Will’s, quietly urging him to drink.
Ah, the alpha protective genes…Maybe he could use that to his advantage.
“No.” Will frowned. “Not until you drink some first.”
Mike scoffed at him, chugging down half the glass wordlessly before incessantly shoving it into Will’s hands again.
Will snorted, before drinking the rest. He put the water down with a wince, a new stab of pain hitting him. Mike’s hands started gently pushing him into laying back, shuffling on over so that he could press Will’s head into the pillow where he had previously been laying.
The pain started to subside, and Will found himself tucking his head to the side to breathe in Mike’s lingering scent better. Despite the depressed smell to it, Will’s body instantly relaxed upon one whiff, knowing it was safe. Most may find it gross, considering Mike hadn’t showered or changed his sheets recently, but Will was not most people. Unfortunately for him, his little omega brain relished in it.
It took a few minutes, but eventually his head had decided to relax. And oh, this felt so nice. Will found himself purring lowly, relishing in Mike’s scent surrounding him. His eyes lazily blinked open, only to realize Mike had been intently staring at him the entire time.
Fuck.
He had…sort of forgotten that Mike was aware of his feelings now, that his actions couldn’t be explained off as normal pack behavior. Immediately, his soft purrs cut off, his face a dark red.
“Shit- Sorry Mike, I didn’t mean-“
Mike was still quiet, only having uttered Will’s name thus far. He quietly plopped down on top of Will, snuggling into him with a softness that Will had not felt in a while.
Oh, how he had missed his best friend.
Unfortunately, he had no time to enjoy the feeling when his brain was deadset on focusing on how perfectly Mike fit in-between his legs.
“Uh-“ Will had not been this flustered in a long, long time.
Mike lifted his face, staring at Will with a small frown. Their faces were inches apart.
Oh, Mike wanted him to-!
Will started to hesitantly purr again, letting the omega part of his brain take over. Mike’s face plopped back down as his body curled into his further, tucking his face into Will’s neck.
Fuck.
He was trying to be cool about this, but Mike being pressed up against him and having his face so close to Will’s neck was not doing wonders for his sanity. Or his dick that was very ready to inflate at any given opportunity.
His hands came to rest gently on Mike’s hips, running soothing circles around them.
This was Mike.
His friend, his best friend.
(The love of his life-)
The PLATONIC best friend that he could not be popping a boner for.
Will forced his thoughts to not stray, thinking of depressing thoughts- His sister dying, for one, or that she would never graduate.
And then Mike licked up his neck, directly on his gland, and he forgot anything else. The soft sound punched out of him in response was inappropriate, downright sinful, even, but that didn’t compare to the way he said-
“Mike.” He whined, another gasp tumbling out as Mike kept licking all over his scent gland, “Shit, you, mm, can’t do that!”
His response was practically a green stop sign with how he reacted, scent pouring out the feeling of bliss, affection, love. Mike’s hips ground down into his in a slow rhythm, drawing out more sounds from the omega.
He was fully hard now, whimpers and whines slipping from his mouth as Mike continued. Hands traced down his sides, grasped his wrists, pressed into his heart, and Will was ready to combust. Mike didn’t say a word and kept touching him all over, a scent of content from the alpha clogging Will’s nose. His body completely relaxed in response, letting Mike continue to gently thrust his hips up into him.
When Mike gently bit into his gland, just a touch of teeth, Will was gone. He came calling Mike’s name with a whimper, gasping for breath like a drowning man.
And then Mike pulled back.
Three.
Mike stared down at him, lightly panting.
Two.
The alpha’s eyes widened, sudden clarity present.
One.
“Oh, fuckfuckfuck-“ Mike flushed, “Will, what are you doing here?”
The post-orgasm bliss was gone in an instant.
“You-“ Will grabbed a nearby pillow, before using it to slam into Mike as hard as he could, pushing the other out of his space a bit. “What the fuck, Mike?! What was that?”
(God, Will hoped he would do it again.)
“I swear I dunno what came over me, I just- fuck, your scent and your words are saying really different things right now, you know that?” Mike breathed, pillow still half shoved in his face.
“No shit, Mike. You already know how I feel.” Will scowled, face flushing more before he sat up, about get up and leave.
Shit.
He groaned as he plopped back down into the pillows dramatically, his acquired weapon falling beside him.
Goddamn cluster headaches, and being triggered by sitting up or standing. He was trapped unless he wanted to attempt getting up (and likely ending up passed out on Mike’s floor).
“Will…?”
“Cluster headache, just- Ugh, I hate these things.” Will groaned, frowning face smoothing out when he felt a hand cup his face.
“Easy.” Mike murmured, running a hand through Will’s hair.
Maybe Vecna had won and had Will in a fake world. That would be the only way this was happening.
“Being cute right now does not negate how you bit my neck, Mike.” Will grumbled with his eyes shut.
Mike’s hand froze.
“I-“ Mike sputtered, “I don’t know what happened, I just- I’m sorry.”
“You should be,” Will’s eyes blinked open again, “Making me cream my pants like a kid.”
He got to watch how Mike’s eyes dilated in response, feeling a thrill spike through him at the sight.
“Okay, uh, maybe not as sorry as I thought.” Mike thought out loud, cracking a smile when Will gave him a look.
A pause.
Will flushed.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Will blurted out, the lust in the room dissipating.
“What?” Mike echoed.
“It’s just…you’ve felt like a husk of yourself, Mike. Even before everything, there were moments where you weren’t here. I- We’re all here for you when you’re ready to talk.”
Mike’s face shuttered off for a moment, expression going blank.
“I don’t want to talk about it.” He admitted.
“You don’t have to, Mike.” Will gave him a gentle smile, “We just want you to start being with the pack again.”
“Even if I’m mopey?” Mike huffed.
“Especially if you’re mopey.”
Will was going to regret his next words, but they still felt important to say. He let one of his hands reach out to clasp around Mike’s arm, squeezing gently.
“I love all parts of you, Mike, and I know the others love you too...Even if they complain in the moment. We’re pack, we’re supposed to stay together.” Will’s face flushed.
“You love me?” Mikes voice was breathless.
“I know you don’t feel the same, Mike. And that’s okay.” Will reassured him with a bittersweet smile.
Mike just stared at him with a deepening flush.
“For both of our sakes, though, maybe don’t lick up my neck anytime soon. I’m trying to get over you, but that’s difficult when you’re putting me under you.”
“Why would you need to get over me?” Mike The Clueless asked.
Will shot him a baffled look.
“Because you deserve more than me thinking about how I want you to pin me down every time we hangout.”
Yikes. Too honest Will.
“Please forget that.” Will squeaked, “Being surrounded by your scent just knocks down any impulse control, apparently.”
Suddenly, Mike was leaning over top of him again.
“What else do you think about?”
Fuck.
“Mike.” Will whined, but he was exactly where he wanted to be.
“Will.” The alpha tilted his head.
“I-“ Oh god, it was like a floodgate had opened, “The way you smile at me. How your hair curls even more than normal when it’s damp. When you pretend to play the drums to a song, even though it’s cringy. When your voice softens only for me. How, despite everything, you remember my favorite songs.”
Mike’s eyes were wide.
“I love how you care about everyone else so much that it destroys you, but even so, you keep being the heart. And with that, you’ve taken my heart too, Mike.”
Why was he still talking-
“I don’t know what to do with these feelings. I want to stay beside you everyday, to let our scents mix, to not even remember how my individual scent smells. I want to be so tangled with you that I don’t know where I begin and where you end, and it’s driving me mad.”
Oh, Mike’s eyes were watering.
“Fuck.” Will cussed, sitting up despite the sharp pangs of pain in his head. “Mike, are you okay?”
“Whenever you’re around me, your scent changes.” Mike’s tears dripped down his cheeks, his voice soft.
“What?”
“I didn’t notice it until you hadn’t realized I was behind you one day. But every time you’re around me, there’s this spark of adoration present that isn’t there otherwise. At first I thought I was overthinking it, but then I realized that you only smiled at me like- like I was special, like I meant something, and it shifted everything. But I…I loved El so much, Will, and I couldn’t ever imagine not. So…”
Ah. It was a rejection.
“It’s okay, Mike. Not friends, but best friends, right?” Will tentatively smiled.
“Fuck that.” Mike huffed, before kissing him.
Will was frozen underneath of him, but Mike pulled back quickly from the kiss.
“You love all of me, right? Even the greedy side that loves two people at the same time?” Mike whispered.
Oh, oh Mike was adorable.
“You…love me?” Will’s eyes watered.
“I…” Mike faltered.
Crap, Will stepped on the Mike-can’t-ever-speak-his-feelings-without-freaking-out landmine.
“It’s okay, you don’t have to say it.” Will assured him, rubbing his arm gently.
“I love you.” Mike’s confession was quiet in the small bedroom, but the words held as much weight as a mountain.
“Oh.” Will’s face was a deep red, and he was, for once, speechless.
Mike shuddered.
“Your scent is going to drive me crazy.” He muttered.
“What do I smell like?” Will whispered.
“Like you need me to ravish you.”
Fuck.
Well.
“I want- I need you to just kiss me again, already.” Will speaks out in a rush, trying not to have his confidence disappear midway through talking, “If you want to, that is.”
“What else do you need?” Mike was leaning into his space, lips starting to gently kissing down Will’s neck.
Mike knew the lack of eye contact and something pressing his scent gland would make him more honest, damn it all.
“I want-“ Will choked when Mike gave a harsh nip to his neck.
“What do you need?”
“I need you inside,” Will’s scent was all over the place, overwhelmingly turned on. “Wan-Need, I need you to mark me up until I’m covered in it. I need you to need me, need you to be honest with me Mike, because I love you. Because you deserve to feel just as loved.”
Mike pulled away from his neck, and oh.
Oh.
Mike was crying.
“I don’t.” Mike croaked.
Will sucked in a breath, before smacking his hands roughly onto Mike’s face, forcing them to hold eye contact.
“You deserve to feel loved, and you are, Mike.”
“I couldn’t even protect her, couldn’t protect one of my pack- What sort of alpha does that make me?” Mike whimpered, tears streaming down his face.
“That was her decision Mike.” Will startled at the feeling of Mike’s hands resting in-between his neck and shoulder, close to his scent gland, “She wouldn’t want for you to be miserable for the rest of our lives.”
“She deserved to live.” Mike sobbed, “Deserved to be happy.”
“I know.” Will found tears of his own streaming down his face, “I miss her too, Mike.”
“And I feel so fucking guilty,” Mike rambled, “Because I feel the same way about you that I- that I felt about her, and how is that fair? To just move on? To forget about her?”
“None of us will ever forget her.” Will assured, fingers wiping away Mike’s tears.
And then Mike was kissing him.
It felt so right, like he had needed this for years. How silly of him to have felt so jealous when Mike’s heart was so big? Mike’s love didn’t stop at El, no, it was overflowing for all of them. For his pack, for Will.
Mike paused for a moment, shucking his own shirt off before moving to pull Will’s off too. And then, he leaned into kissing him, their bare chests brushing together as Will’s back was pushed into the sheets. Mike was still crying, but it was softer tears. Will’s hands reached into Mike’s curls to pull him in further, sighing a bit when he realized that it was shorter.
“You should grow your hair out again.” Will whispered when Mike pulled back with a frown, “I’d like to be able to pull on it when I fuck you someday.”
Mike froze, tears stopping from how startled he was at Will’s words.
“Today I need for you to fuck me, though.” Will spoke in a low voice, letting a hand slide down to Mike’s lower back to dig his fingernails in. “Sound like a plan?”
“Fuck.” Mike’s eyes were glazed over, “Dunno what I like more, getting to pin you down or letting you be all commanding.”
“Letting me?” Will smirked, his hand moving down to squeeze Mike’s clothed ass, getting the other to let out a whine, “I think I could overpower yo-“
Mike honest to god growled at him before he could finish his sentence, letting his scent drown out everything in the room. Domineering, powerful.. Will moaned, mind going hazy as his hands dropped back down to the bed, body going completely pliant. Mike never leaned into the dominant scenting as much as other alpha’s would, usually being more overprotective than anything else.
The more trust between a pair, the higher level of effectiveness a scent could carry. And with that being said, Will also had no resistance built up to it, body burning with lust.
“Mike,” Will whined, “please.”
“Weren’t you going to overpower me?” Mike murmured, smirking at Will’s whine.
Will felt spacey, mind blanking out as he felt his pants and underwear being pulled down. It must’ve been a few minutes, because when he zoned back in Mike had multiple fingers inside of him, both of their pants and underwear gone.
“Mike-“ Will’s voice felt hoarse, clenching when he saw Mike’s dick, “Need you inside.”
And that was all Mike needed to hear as he flipped Will onto his stomach, pulling the omega’s hips up and pushing in quickly.
Will didn’t even have time to overthink it, before he got to feel so full. The angle was perfect, so perfect that Will’s elbows couldn’t even hold himself up, and he was a mess. Purrs started from his chest when he realized that Mike had paused, waiting for him to fully adjust.
Will’s knees finally found purchase on the bed, and he arched his back, pushing back into the warmth. Male omegas didn’t typically produce as much slick, but Will was drenched, like his body knew his mate was with him.
“Let me know when I can move.” Mike’s voice sounded a bit strained.
Will giggled a bit hysterically in response.
“You good?” He could hear Mike’s frown at his giggling.
“When I first hit puberty, every time I was around you, I produced so much slick that it soaked through my boxers and my pants.” Will confessed, “Had to get special underwear to contain it better, to try and be normal around you.”
He felt Mike throb inside of him, but mercifully, he didn’t move an inch despite his hand’s clenching hard around Will’s hips.
“And last year, when I told you I lost the jacket you lent me, I lied.” Will admitted, “I used it through one of my heats, and I couldn’t get my scent out of it. Still keep it with me through all of my heats, despite how guilty I felt stealing it. I had rubbed it over my neck gland so much once that my skin was bleeding from how raw it was.”
“Jesus Christ.” Mike swore.
“After I had your hoodie, I had to get a slick-proof protective sheet on my bed for my heats because, whenever I could smell your scent, my body couldn’t help itself.” Will gasped when Mike’s hips did a half thrust.
“Will-“ Mike’s voice cracked, flooding into needy territory.
“I’ve needed you for so long,” Will rambled, “Please, please-“
That was all it took for Mike to immediately pull out and push back in, both of them moaning at the sound of Will’s slick squelching.
“You drive me crazy, you know that?” Mike muttered, hands pulling Will’s hips up to meet his thrusts.
“Crazy- hnn, together, right?” Will gasped at Mike hitting a certain spot, a surprising mewl coming out when Mike thrust there again.
“Miiiike-“ His brain was scrambled, hands clenching into the sheets.
It felt so good.
Mike continued thrusting, and it was like Will became the story teller, because he could not shut up once he started talking.
“When I fuck you- mmmn,” Will got cut off for a second when Mike hit his prostate again, “I’m going to use my o-oh, own slick to loosen you up first, going to- hah, fuck you as good as you’re fucking me-“
He felt Mike throb inside, a needy sound punching out of the alpha, unable to be contained.
“Shit, you feel so good,” Will panted, “Need you to come inside, Mike.”
He didn’t realize what was happening until he felt Mike’s ghosting breath over towards the right side of his neck. Teeth quickly sunk in and he felt the throb deep to his core, and Will was coming within seconds, his orgasm hitting him like a train.
Mike came moments after, filling him nice and deep like Will had asked, teeth still sunken into his skin.
There was a few moments where they both shook with orgasm aftershocks, frozen in time, before Mike was pulling his teeth out, then his dick out, and carefully flipping Will over.
Will wasn’t sure what he looked like, but when Mike made eye contact with him, his eyes dilated considerably.
“Will, you good?” Mike croaked.
Will could feel blood welling up on the right side of his neck, dripping onto the sheets. But he still needed more.
He tilted his neck, stretching the left side of his neck.
“Need the other side marked too.” He whined, “Please.”
Mike didn’t even respond, simply leaned down and sunk in, getting to hear Will’s needy punched out whine in response. As he pulled away, Will grumbled unhappily until Mike licked up some of the blood welling up at the wound site.
“Another.” Will’s arms were wrapping around Mike’s back, fingers digging in.
Mike looked at him in disbelief, “Do you want to pass out from blood loss or something?”
Will moaned at the idea before he could stop it, Mike looking positively scandalized.
“Will!”
And Will’s braincells finally decided to make a delayed return, his face flushing when he realized what he had admitted to.
“Sorry.” He grinned sheepishly.
There was a moment of calm silence between the two.
“Mike…” Will paused, still getting his breathing under control. “What uh, what do you need?”
“Huh?” Mike blinked eloquently.
“What do you need?” He gently repeated, watching Mike in real time process the question.
“Uh.” Mike’s lips pressed together, giving him an embarrassed look before he whispered, “CanYouBiteMeToo?”
“Of course.” Will smiled while his heart went a mile a minute, nostrils inhaling Mike’s needy scent like it was crack.
Alphas typically didn’t want to be bitten back, but Will wanted to bite Mike just as much as he wanted Mike to bite him.
Will adjusted them both, pressing one of his bare legs to fit snuggly between Mike’s thighs, right up against his backside. Will’s hand pressed Mike’s back to arch a bit, pulling him down into being splayed on top of Will. He let his arm fully wrap around Mike’s lower back to hold him down while his other hand nestled in Mike’s short curls, gently pulling his head to the side.
Mike’s neck was right in front of him, and he gently kissed his scent gland. Mike ground down onto his thigh with a moan sounding close to a mewl, dick already fully hard again.
And then, Will sunk his teeth in.
They both moaned, Will’s eyes fluttering closed at the taste of Mike’s scent, of his blood coating Will’s tongue. Gods, he tasted delicious. Will couldn’t wait to fuck him someday, when they had prepared more. He felt slick coating his thighs just from the thought of it.
Mike was still making small thrusts into Will’s thigh, and Will pulled back for a second, Mike breathing a sigh of relief.
Oh, Mike thought that was it?
Will leaned back in before biting down onto a different spot on his neck.
“Will!” Mike cried, and holy shit, he was crying again.
His alpha was so goddamn cute.
He licked over the second bite, purring softly to help soften the other’s cries.
“Wanna fuck me again?” Will asked, feeling the other rutting.
“Please,” Mike whispered.
Will flipped them over, pushing Mike down as he crawled on top of the alpha. His headache had completely disappeared, all of his blood running downward.
He sunk down onto the other’s cock easily, still loose from before. His slick was messy, making him slide down quicker than he meant to, however, a moan slipping out of him.
After a moment, Will smugly looked down at the alpha, the tears still slipping down Mike’s face.
“Told you I could overpower you.” He gloated, grinding his hips down.
He watched as Mike understood the words, and his grinding froze as he felt the air shift.
“Wait- wait, Mike-“ Will started, squeaking when Mike grabbed his hips, thrusting up sharply.
And oh, there was the alpha. He loved this side of Mike just as much as his adorable side.
Mike pulled him down into a messy kiss, their blood mixing together as their tongues collided. His inner omega purred, letting Mike take back control. He met Mike’s thrusts, gasping into the other’s mouth.
“Bite me again, please Mike,” He moaned into the other’s mouth.
Mike pulled away, grabbing the back of Will’s head as he leaned in, and bit him, hard.
All Will felt was himself coming harder than he ever had before. Before everything went black, his last thought was wondering if this is what Robin meant about an avalanche.
———
When he woke up, it was dark out. Will found himself shirtless, still, but a pair of Mike’s pajama bottoms had been pulled on him. He moved around a little as he sat up, realizing Mike must’ve wiped him down with a flush.
“Hey, asshole.” A voice grumbled.
Will blinked, realizing Mike was laying beside him on the bed, Mike’s back to the door.
“Oh.” He blinked, “Hi Mike.”
“When I asked if you wanted to be bitten until you passed out, I didn’t realize you were actually serious.” Mike glared, “You scared the crap out of me.”
“I’d say I’m sorry, but I don’t think I am.” Will giggled, “How long was I out?”
“Like, almost 3 hours man. I showered after, k’now, and I wiped you down, and you didn’t even wake up at all. I even had time to bandage up your neck, then make dinner, and you didn’t budge.” Mike scoffed.
Mike had showered? Eaten dinner?
Will gave him a beaming smile, before the bedroom door was smacked open.
“Hey asshole, we’re back from the movies, did Will actually get you t-to…” Nancy trailed off, meeting Will’s shocked face.
And what a pair they made. Mike was still shirtless too, scratches on his back visible before he had shot up in shock, and both of their necks were covered in bandages. Their scents were mingled and spread through the entire room. Lust, love, affection, connection. Even if they had been covered head to toe, it would be obvious about what had happened.
“Nancy, I’ve always told you to fucking knock before you come in!” Mike’s face was bright red.
“Hey Nancy.” Will offered an awkward wave, “Mike showered and had dinner.”
Nancy’s face became a complicated shade of pink before she whirled around and slammed the door shut.
“Nancy?” Johnathan’s voice was further down the hall, a bit muffled by the shut door. “What happened?”
Crap, Will had forgotten that his brother had gone with Mike’s family to the movies.
“Fuck.” Will said eloquently, looking around for a shirt to look decent before his brother saw them.
Mike just groaned, before plopping down on the bed.
“Wait, Jonathan-“ Nancy tried to stop him, but it was too late.
The door opened, and Jonathan gaped at the site of them in bed.
“Hey Jonathan.” Mike piped up, mimicking Will from a moment ago. “I showered and had dinner.”
Asshole.
“Did-Did you guys bond?” Jonathan stuttered, watching as both of their faces flushed dark red.
“What?” Will croaked, before realizing at the same time Mike did.
“Holy shit.” Mike whispered.
“You bonded and you didn’t even realize it?!” Nancy’s voice was much louder, Jonathan shushing her before looking down the hall.
“Your parents are going to be walking in the main door any second.” Jonathan groaned.
Jonathan pulled Nancy into the room before shutting and locking the door behind them quietly.
“Explain.” Jonathan stared.
“Will, I asked you to check on my brother, not seduce him!” Nancy whisper yelled.
“Wh-“ Will flushed, pointing an accusatory finger at Mike. “He is the one that did the seducing!”
“I did not!” Mike scoffed, whispering back loudly.
“Oh so pinning someone and then biting their neck isn’t seducing them?” Will glared.
“You asked me to!” Mike challenged.
“Yeah, the second time, not the first time!” Will snapped back.
“Enough!” Nancy’s face was flushed, “I do not need any of those types of details, ever.”
Will wilted a bit. “I-I wasn’t trying to take advantage of him, I swear…”
Jonathan’s face softened at Will’s puppy eyes.
“So this is…” Nancy waved her hand around, “Mutual…?”
“Yeah,” Mike spoke up, grabbing Will’s hand with a squeeze, “I’ve…loved Will for a…for a while, now. Just took me a bit to realize it.”
Holy shit, Mike just said the L word in front of both of their siblings.
“Oooohkay, let’s let them have their space. Will, we will be talking about this later.” Jonathan sternly spoke, before herding Nancy out of the door and gently shutting it behind them.
There was a pause.
“Bonded…” Will murmured.
“Man, Dustin is gonna lose his shit when he realizes he’s the only single one now.” Mike snickered.
Will laughed, before he realized.
“Does that make us boyfriends?” He shyly asked, like he hadn’t been telling Mike he’d fuck him with his own slick a few hours ago.
“I mean, we’re bonded, so aren’t we basically married anyways?” Mike shrugged nonchalantly, but his tomato face shattered the charade.
“Hmm, think I’d need to get us a pair of rings before that.” Will smiled.
“Hey, I’ll be the one proposing, not you!” Mike squawked.
“Okay, Mike.” Will gave him an adoring look, completely content.
“You-“ Mike faltered, before pulling him in for a bruising kiss.
And then, Mike quickly pulled away, before planting a loud kiss on his nose. Then his cheek. His forehead. His eyebrow.
“Mike!” Will giggled, laughing as he kept getting loudly smooched.
Finally, Mike stopped right before their lips brushed together.
“Hey.” Mike whispered.
“Hey.” Will whispered back.
“Boyfriends?”
“Boyfriends? Nah.” Will whispered, watching Mike’s face fall for half a second.
“Husbands.”
Fin.