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‘Mike, stop, you’re gonna make me trip.’ Will giggled with a buzz in his chest as he fumbled to find their apartment key.
Maybe that second Cosmopolitan wasn’t the best idea.
Mike continued peppering small kisses all over his face and neck, intruding on his ability to see what was in front of him.
‘Mike seriously, I mean it. I can’t- I need to get the key!’ He laughed again, but this time he couldn’t help but lean into the kiss being planted on his neck. This one was open-mouthed and rather wet. It sent a rush of warmth to his stomach, his eyes closing for just a second. ‘Mike-‘
Mike pulled back and grabbed the keys from his hand. ‘What are you doing? I thought you said you needed the key?’ He pulled a single key up off the ring and handed it to Will with a devilish grin plastered to his face. ‘What are you waiting for?’
Will rolled his eyes and turned the lock until he heard it click. ‘You’re an ass Mike Wheeler.’
As they entered the apartment, Will turned on every lamp he could get his hands on. The lighting in the bar had been extremely dim, his eyes needing to re-adjust to something not so cave-like.
Mike stood by the front door, his jacket slipping off of his arms. He was still wearing the dress pants and soft blue button down shirt that he'd gone to work in. Will could have drooled.
Mike Wheeler was actually his. That tall, handsome, brown-eyed dark-haired vision standing there was HIS. They had been officially dating for an entire year, but every day felt like the beginning. New, exciting, enlightening.
Mike hung his jacket up on the hook by the door and looked around. ‘You know, when I agreed to move in with you, I didn’t think it would mean that we’d have to sacrifice every single Friday night for your art friends at some fancy gay bar.’ He kicked both of his shoes off towards the living room.
Will approached him slowly, his fingers intertwining with Mike’s.
God, his hands. They’d be the death of him.
‘Oh come on, you love it. Plus you like getting me tipsy so you can do what you want with me when we get home.’ Will bit his bottom lip, his eyes fluttering flirtatiously.
If there was one thing he was getting tonight, it was Mike Wheeler in his bed. Well, their bed.
Maybe it was the alcohol talking, but he looked especially irresistible.
Mike slowly let his hand wrap loosely around Will’s waist. Will shuddered at the touch. Mike’s hands were large, possessive. He put his mouth against his ear and let out a single hot breath. ‘Well I planned to do what I want with you regardless.’
Will felt his entire body go warm, a familiar aching in his lower stomach. He set his hands on Mike’s biceps and looked up at him. His pupils were already blown, eyes greedy and wanting. ‘Oh? Is that so…’
Mike pulled him in even closer, planting a single kiss at his pulse point just below his jaw. ‘That is so.’ He pulled back and looked at Will, his breathing rather heavy and uneven.
Will smirked. 'Then have your way with me my Paladin.'
Mike took his hand and kissed it softly, and then laced their fingers together as he pulled Will towards their bedroom. Will still hadn't fully grappled with the idea of being lured to a shared bedroom with Mike Wheeler. It felt like something out of a dream every time it happened. Mike shut the door behind them, turning the lock.
'Why do you always lock the door?' Will laughed. 'We live alone.'
'Dramatic effect.'
And then, their mouths were colliding. Will sharply inhaled as the breath was knocked out of him. The kiss was hungry, wet. Everything good wrapped into one. Mike's grip around his waist was enough to make him dizzy, his whole body warm with both electricity and remnants of alcohol.
He let his hand fly up to Mike's messy mop of curls, gripping a handful. Mike moaned at the grab. Will smiled with satisfaction against his mouth as their tongues traced each other. Mike then pulled back and stared at him with swollen lips. 'God you kill me.'
Will rather forcefully pulled him back into a kiss, a light hum escaping from the bottom of his throat. This obviously did something to Mike, as he put both of his hands on Will's thighs right beneath his ass and hoisted him up.
Will squealed. 'Oh shit!'
He was suddenly being placed on top of their bed, the soft white comforter enveloping him. He could have easily died right there. A Cosmopolitan buzz mixed with a soft blanket mixed with a sexy Mike Wheeler hovering on top of him? He had obviously done something right in his life.
Mike leaned over him and began kissing his neck with hunger. He was moaning softly as he pressed his open mouth to Will's skin, a warmth nearly indescribable. Will felt a sudden sensation in between his legs that was all-too familiar. All Mike's fault.
He threw his hand into his curls again, this time tugging just a bit harder than last time. Mike looked wrecked at the motion. 'Will-'
'You're a mess right now Wheeler.' He giggled and placed a soft kiss on Mike's jawline above him. 'You barely even drank.'
Mike closed his eyes and exhaled into the kiss. 'What can I say, you're just really, really hot.'
Will wasn't exactly dominating when it came to sex with Mike, but he did enjoy teasing him on occasion, just to see how far he could push him. He was easy to rile up- like putty in his hands. While their mouths were still chasing one another hungrily, Will set a hand on Mike's chest and pushed. He flipped him onto his back, the wind falling out of him in a giant huff. 'Jesus Will.'
'Sorry. But it's my turn to have some fun.' He leaned down and placed a few extremely wet open-mouthed kisses to Mike's neck. Mike's back arched a bit off the bed.
Will secured himself on his lap, nestling as far down as he could. He then rolled his hips forward with a little follow-through, their lengths meeting each other beneath layers of fabric. Mike tipped his head back.
'God-'
'Long day at work?' He slipped two of his fingers inside Mike's belt loop and began fooling with the clasp.
'Extremely long. Thought about you all day.' Mike exhaled as Will ripped his belt out of the loops and tossed it on the ground.
'Aww is that so?' Will was now unbuttoning Mike's dress pants, the zipper coming down with ease. 'Well I'm flattered.' He gripped the edges of his pants and pulled, slowly sliding them off of his long legs. He tossed them to the ground, returning to see Mike laying there wrecked.
He noticed now a year into their relationship, that he was getting braver. Learning things Mike liked, things that drove him crazy. His confidence was beginning to climb with ease- alcohol certainly helped.
As he came back up to place their mouths together once again, he took a free hand and slid it down Mike's chest until he was right above his waistline. He then slinked his fingers below the elastic of his boxers and cupped him in his palm.
Mike's breath hitched. 'Fuck.'
'Wow you're hard.' Will whispered against his ear. 'Gotta do something about that.'
Mike let out a breathy laugh, his eyes closing. 'Wasn't I- wasn't I supposed to be the one doing things to YOU?'
'Mmmm I changed the plan a little.' Will giggled and pulled him into a kiss. At this point the kissing was becoming less rhythmic and gentle, more sloppy and desperate. Will moved his hand up slightly, his fingers gently caressing Mike's length. He was still impressed by his size, even now.
Mike let out a tiny whimper. 'Don't-tease-'
'Well what fun would that be?' Will used his other hand to unbutton a few buttons on Mike's shirt, pelting his upper body with warm kisses.
Mike grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back up, crashing their mouths together. He stared at Will with eyes that could kill. 'You have no idea what I want to do to you.'
'Tell me.' Will kissed his cheek. 'Tell me what you want to do to me.' Another kiss to the jaw.
Mike exhaled as Will gave another soft stroke to his cock. 'I want to fuck you.'
'Well you'll just have to be patient.' Will slinked down until his face was hovering right over Mike's waistline. He gently grabbed the elastic of his boxers and slid them down, his cock springing free. Once again, the alcohol gave him a little extra boost in confidence.
He let his tongue trace the head, beads of precum hitting him with a saltiness.
Mike whimpered. 'Jesus Christ.'
He let a few seconds pass, and then another quick swipe of the tongue, right over the slit.
Mike let out another whimper, this time louder and more frustrated. 'Will-'
He crawled back up to Mike's face and kissed him. 'You love when I tease you don't you.'
'No I actually fucking hate it.' His hips bucked up instinctually, feeling the absence of Will's mouth. 'You're the devil.'
Will gave him a mischievous smirk and then crawled back down. He gave his tongue a few more passes and then slowly took the entirety of Mike's length into his mouth, a light suction from his lips.
'Jesus fuuuucking Christ.' Mike moaned.
Will was slowly working into a rhythm, head bobbing up and down sloppily. He made sure to let as much saliva pool around it as possible- made things easier, more slick.
Mike was slowly coming undone, his breaths heavier and more irregular. Will didn't want to lose him quite yet, so he pulled back, his mouth detaching with a pop.
Mike pushed his head down.
'Hey, not yet.' Will laughed. 'I thought you said you wanted to fuck me.'
'I did say that, didn't I.' Mike grabbed a hold of Will's wrists and suddenly, was flipping him on his back. He squealed in shock.
Mike quickly undid his belt clasp and slipped it out from his dark-wash jeans. He pulled them off in a single tug, eyes locked on Will’s tented boxer briefs. He bent down and pressed a few kisses right on the fabric above the outline of his cock.
Will’s breath hitched, a warmth pooling in his stomach.
Mike came up for a single kiss to the lips. ‘Can I take these off?’ He let his finger trace the waistband of his underwear.
‘Absolutely.’ Will whispered.
He slowly pushed his boxer briefs down off of his thighs, his hard cock now out in the open, leaking onto his stomach. Will used to feel vulnerable, almost embarrassed, at being exposed like this.
But now, it was thrilling. Mainly because Mike always made it worth it.
Mike placed his head right above Will’s waist, working downwards placing soft kisses to the inside of his thighs. He would occasionally grab a bit of skin and pull with his teeth, Will letting out a whimper.
‘You’re gonna leave marks.’ Will cried softly.
‘Exactly.’
Suddenly, he grabbed both of Will’s legs and placed them on his shoulders so his lower thighs were angled up. It put him in a position where he was quite literally, completely exposed.
‘Mike Wheeler!’
Will’s breathing became heavier as Mike tried to position both of them until they were comfortable. He He looked up at Will, pupils blown. ‘Yes?’
‘I love you.’
‘I love you too.’ He then looked down at Will’s perfectly angled ass in front of his face. ‘Now let me show you how much.’
Will went to respond when suddenly the air left his lungs. He felt a jolt of both pleasure and electricity as Mikes tongue traced between his legs. It started off wet and warm, no pressure. And then, a slight push against his hole.
Will whimpered. ‘Mike- sensitive-‘
‘I know. That’s why it’s fun.’
Will grabbed onto his hair and tugged as his tongue continued to dance almost effortlessly at his entrance. He could barely contain himself. The best part was, he didn’t have to. Now that Mike lived with him, no roommates in sight, he could be as loud as he wanted. No hands covering mouths, no needing to suppress urges.
Mike hoisted him up closer, his tongue beginning to pool quite a bit of saliva around. He used it to his advantage. ‘Can I?’ He gently set the tip of his index finger on Will’s hole and traced small circles around the rim.
Will whimpered. ‘Yes. God please.’
Will gasped as Mike pushed a bit harder, his finger slipping almost effortlessly inside him. Mike laughed. ‘Wow. That didn’t take much.’
‘Cause you’re so good-‘ Will’s head fell back against the bed. ‘Oh god-‘
Mike then added another finger, his movements slow and calculated. His eyes were locked on Will, watching him come undone. ‘You should see yourself right now.’
He kept his pace, but noticed Will jutting forward with each movement. ‘More?’
‘Definitely more. No fingers though.’
Mike looked confused. ‘Oh?’
Then it hit him.
‘Really? Already?’
Will sat up on his elbows, his thighs still pressed to Mike’s shoulders. ‘Yes. Please just fuck me already.’
‘Well damn!’ Mike giggled. ‘You got it captain.’
He set Will’s legs back down beside him and turned towards his bedside table to fish out a bottle of lube from the drawer. As he brought it back over to where Will was lying, he grabbed the bottom edges of his red shirt. ‘I’m not doing anything until you’re naked.’
Will huffed a small laugh and helped Mike pull his shirt over his head.
Mike went to finish unbuttoning his own shirt when Will put a hand up. ‘Hey, don’t take it off.’
‘Don’t-you don’t want me to take it off?’
‘No. I think it’s sexy. Leave it on.’
Mike laughed. ‘Well ok then. Whatever my cleric wants.’ He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to Will’s lips as he pumped a small amount of lube onto his fingers.
He stroked himself a few times and then tossed the bottle towards the end of the bed. He grabbed Will’s ankle and pulled him closer to where he sat. ‘Come here you.’
Will felt himself flush, the emptiness becoming more and more prominent. He looked up at Mike who was quite literally, his idea of pure heaven. His hair was a mess, his cheeks and lips flushed bright pink. His shirt was half undone, bottom half completely exposed and ready to go. ‘God Mike I need you like, yesterday.’
‘Alright alright relax.’ Mike giggled. ‘I’m going as fast as I can.’
He once again, hoisted Will’s legs up onto his shoulders, tilting him back for better access. He swiped his cock gently against his entrance a few times to spread the lube around.
Will moaned. ‘Please.’
His head tilted back against the mattress as Mike slowly applied pressure, his cock gliding in with ease. They both gasped at the contact. Will grabbed onto his neck. ‘Oh god- shit-‘
Mike’s head dropped as he reoriented himself. He exhaled, pushing in deeper. ‘Fuck-‘
‘Oh god I waited all day for this.’ Will moaned.
‘Will shut your mouth you can’t say shit like that this early.’ Mike said full of air. ‘You want me to cum in two seconds?’
‘Sorry.’ Will giggled and then pressed his thighs together around Mike’s neck. ‘Carry on.’
Mike let himself get a few slow strokes in before he began to put some force behind it. He picked up his rhythm over time, watching as Will’s chest heaved more and more with the increasing speed.
He felt his thighs hitting Will’s ass as he bottomed out. The sensation was life-altering.
‘Oh god Mike. Right there.’ Will was gripping the sheets like he might fly away.
‘Feel good?’ Mike’s mouth fell open as he tried to catch his breath.
‘Yes. So good. You’re so good at this.’
Mike pushed his legs off of his shoulders and let them fall apart at his sides. He slowly bent down until he was right at Will’s face, foreheads pressed together. ‘Sorry. I just wanted to- fuck- to kiss you.’ He messily pressed his mouth to Will’s, a hot exhale filling the space.
Will moaned. ‘Oh my god, please. Please please please.’
Mike held his mouth up to his ear. ‘Please what? Tell me what you want.’
Will gripped Mike’s shirt from the front and pulled. ‘Fuck me harder.’
Mike’s entire demeanor shifted. His expression shifted from mesmerized to now utterly determined. He was now repeatedly thrusting as hard as he could, both of them panting. Their mouths were wide open, unable to speak as the sound of his legs hitting Will’s ass echoed through the room.
‘Oh god Mike.’ Will had his fingers nearly imbedded into the skin of his back. He pulled himself forward to try and fill the emptiness still haunting him. He needed more. Goddamn alcohol.
Mike slowed his rhythm and sat up. ‘Here, let’s change positions.’
Will could tell Mike was wearing out a bit. He stood up on his knees and pushed him back into the mattress with a thud. ‘My turn to do all the work.’
Mike let out a breathy laugh. ‘Definitely won’t say no to that.’
Will swung a leg over Mike’s lap, straddling him until their cocks were pressed together. There was enough lube everywhere by now that a nice roll of the hips would feel life changing. He jutted his hips up ever so slightly, Mike’s head falling back. ‘God Will you’re fucking insane you know that?’
‘Maybe a little.’ He bent down and pulled Mike’s face in with his hands, their mouths colliding with a force.
He sat up and grabbed Mike’s cock, guiding it in as he relaxed his hips on his lap. Mike moaned loudly. ‘Holy SHIT.’
Will moved his hips in slow circles as he felt every inch of Mike hitting every solitary space it could. He tipped his head back and whimpered. It was so good. Too good. Mike grabbed onto his hips and began giving him a little bit of extra leverage, pulling and pushing as needed.
Mike’s eyes met his, hungry. ‘That’s it, you’re doing so good for me.’
Will closed his eyes, his entire lower body working as hard as it could. He was beginning to feel a tremble in his stomach, a sensation of electricity that only meant one thing. Luckily, Mike was on the same page.
‘Will I’m so close.’
‘Me too.’ Will bent down as his ass continued to move and pressed a kiss to Mike’s neck. ‘So so close.’
And suddenly, Will’s world stopped. Mike shifted himself down just the tiniest bit which somehow pushed him so incredibly deep that his legs nearly went numb. He cried out in pleasure. ‘Holy fuck Mike don’t stop don’t stop.’
‘I’m not I’m not.’ Mike panted. He then took Will’s cock into his hand and started softly stroking it. Will thought he may die.
‘Oh- god- too- much-‘
‘Hey eyes on me, I’ve got you. Come on that’s it.’
Will suddenly felt his limbs go numb, eyes rolling to the back of his head. Hot white proof of Mike’s movements came pouring over his hand, a drug-out moan escaping his lips. Mike continued to stroke him, his cum coating both his hand and Will’s cock with a sheen.
‘Holy shit Will.’
Mike’s head fell back, a whimper escaping him as his legs trembled. Will suddenly felt a pulsating within him, then the sensation of warmth flooding his lower half. Mike’s thrusts slowed significantly, his panting increasing as Will put a hand on his face. ‘Good job baby.’
Will leaned down and kissed him, their mouths still agape from breathing so hard.
Mike cupped Will’s face, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead. ‘Marry me.’
Will laughed breathlessly. ‘That good huh?’
Mike exhaled heavily. ‘No like I’m dead serious.’
Will’s eyes narrowed as he sat up. ‘You’re sex drunk Mike Wheeler. We’ll see how you feel in about an hour.’
‘God I fucking love having sex with you.’
Will winked.
He went to climb off of Mike’s lap to grab a towel when Mike grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. ‘Hey don’t go.
‘I have to, I’m sticky and gross.’
‘But-‘
‘I need a shower.’ He giggled as he handed Mike a towel sitting at the bottom of the bed. ‘Here, wipe your stomach.’
Mike cleaned himself up and then pulled his now ruined button-down up over his head. ‘Wanna hit the shower together? I can be good.’
Will laughed. ‘Oh can you now.’ He sighed. ‘Alright fine. But no using my shampoo, that stuff’s expensive.’
‘It smells so nice though.’
Will watched as he got up off the bed with a naked glow, approaching Will with a glimmer in his eye. He wrapped a hand around his waist and pulled, their chests pressed together. He then pressed a gentle kiss to his jawline. ‘I love you so much, you know that?’
‘I do know that.’ Will laughed. ‘Pretty sure that just proved it straight out.’
‘Fucking sex sorcerer.’
‘You aren’t so bad yourself Wheeler.’ He gave a squeeze to his ass and backed up. ‘Now come on. Let’s go shower. I’m hungry and I want Chinese food.’
Mike followed him. ‘Oooh yes. Dibs on your extra egg roll.’