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~Part: 6~
It was finally here…Christmas Eve. Liam sat in his office, finishing up the last of his paperwork. He had a few more hours of charts to review and rounds one last time. Then he was off for a week…nothing but snow, skiing, and Will. It would be a welcome relief after the last two weeks. He and Will hadn’t seen much of each other besides a quick hello as they passed each other in the halls.
He was having a hard time concentrating on the work in front of him, but he knew the longer he procrastinated, the longer it would take for him to get home. As it was, his final visit to his patients would keep him late. He had to be certain that the interns and nurses knew the distinct medical and emotional needs of each child. He had to spend a few moments with them, not just to check their meds but also to wish each one a happy Christmas and to assure them that he would return soon. Spending the holiday in the hospital was difficult for all patients but even more so for Pediatric cancer patients. Liam knew he needed to get away to recharge his batteries and spending time with Will would refresh him more than anything. His mouth twitched at the thoughts of his lover and he forced himself to focus on his work. He wanted to be home before midnight.
After a few moments, he paused and gazed off; staring at nothing, wondering what Will was doing right now. Was he wrapping last minute gifts? Doing some last minute packing? Was he already asleep? He grinned. He hoped that his lover wasn’t asleep, but then again he did enjoy waking Will up. Other than a quickie here and there, they hadn’t really spent any quality time together. He was glad that he and Will decided to spend Christmas morning at the apartment and not go up to the ski resort until later in the day tomorrow. That way they could take their time and enjoy their first Christmas together in two years.
He sure hoped Will liked his gift. He was sure that Will would love the skis and wouldn’t be able to wait to try them out. He was a bit more worried about the necklace and started second guessing himself on that purchase. Was it too soon? He didn’t know for sure. Liam reached down and opened his desk drawer and pulled out the small velvet box. He popped the lid open and stared at the jewelry nestled in the box. The silver glinted as the light from his desk lamp traveled over it. It wasn’t anything ornate. It was quite simple in fact – a silver chain with a pendant hanging from it. Nothing on the oval but an entwined “L” and a “W” in old English lettering. It was quite pretty, but not too feminine. Will wasn’t one to wear a lot of jewelry, but he was pretty sure that Will would like it. Snapping the box closed, he returned it to the drawer, and brought his attention back to the charts sitting on his desk.
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Humming along to a Christmas song playing on the stereo, Will stepped out of the shower, steam hovering in the warm room. Wrapping a towel around his slim waist, he leaned over the sink and wiped the mirror until he could see himself. He glanced at his watch on the counter, checking for the hundredth time, wondering when Liam would be home. He chuckled at his impatience – he felt like a kid, waiting for Santa Clause to come down the chimney.
Things had been going so well between them these last six months. It was bumpy at first, but now it seemed like those two years apart never happened. Finishing up his nightly ritual, he walked into the master bedroom and drew on silk pants, tightening the drawstring. Walking over to the dresser, he pulled out a small box from the back of the drawer. He crossed the large room and sat on the bed. Opening the box he gazed at the silver ring sitting there. He read the engraving on the inside for the millionth time – All My Love, Will. Then he looked at the design etched onto the top of the band – an “L” and a “W” in old English script, intertwined. It was simple and elegant. He imagined it on Liam’s long finger. He hoped that Liam liked it and that it wasn’t too much too soon. He knew that Liam still had some trust issues, but Will couldn’t blame him after what he had put him through. Maybe this would be just the thing to show Liam how serious he was about their relationship now and that he had no doubts about it whatsoever. He decided to hold onto the ring and give it to Liam once they were at the ski lodge. He put the box back into the drawer and walked out into the living room.
Gifts practically obscured the bottom of the tree. It took all of Will’s willpower not to peek at the presents with his name on them. Liam would kill him if he did that. Liam loved surprising him. He smirked. Who was he to disappointment the man? He hoped that Liam liked the art supplies he got him. Will was bound and determined to get Liam drawing and painting again. Liam shouldn’t be wasting his talent. He started to think of interesting ways to get Liam’s creative juices flowing again, and grinned at the ideas that started forming in his mind. Who knew, maybe the artistic bug would hit Liam while they were away. He’d have to make sure that Liam brought some of his drawing supplies with him. In fact, maybe he should take a few from under the tree, take them down to the SUV and surprise Liam with them once they arrived at their destination.
Will couldn’t wait to get away. This would be the first time they went away for some R & R together since they got back together. They could reacquaint themselves with each other. It seemed like forever since they’ve spent any quality time together. Other than passing each other at home or in the hospital or a few quickies in their respective offices, they had no time to be together to just talk. He laughed out loud. Who was he kidding? He missed having Liam in bed with him. He didn’t like sleeping alone and that bed was too big for one person. There were many mornings when Liam came home from the hospital to find Will sleeping on the couch. Good thing it was a comfortable couch. Will chuckled to himself, remembering the night when they decorated the tree and the night they spent on the couch.
The ringing phone brought Will out of his musings. Reaching for the cordless, “Hello.”
“Hi baby. I didn’t wake you did I?”
“Hey yourself and no you didn’t. I was waiting for you to call. You coming home soon?”
“As a matter of fact, got all my paperwork done and just finished my rounds. I should be home in about 20 minutes.”
“Good. I miss you and can’t wait until you get home. This apartment is too big with just me in it.”
“Okay then. I’ll see you in about 20.”
“Hurry home, okay? I got a present for you to open when you get here.”
“But I thought we were going to open them Christmas Day?”
“Oh we will, but this one can’t wait. It came today and its labeled perishable. So to be safe, I think you should open it tonight. Be a shame if it spoiled. Maybe it’s something we can enjoy for breakfast in the morning.”
Curiosity really piqued now, Liam queried, “Who’s it from?”
“No label on the box. So you’ll just have to hurry your pretty ass home to find out.
“Why don’t you open it, then you can tell me what it is”?
“Baby, you’ll just have to wait until you get home.” When Angel hung up, Spike got up with a grin and went to get ready for when Liam got home. He couldn’t wait to see his lover’s reaction to his homecoming.
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True to his word, Liam opened the door to the apartment 20 minutes later. He barely paused as he dropped his bag on the floor and tossed his keys onto the table in the entryway. Turning, he opened up the closet and hung his up his coat, calling for Will. When he got no answer, he called again…still no answer. Proceeding deeper into the apartment, he came up short at what greeted him in the living room. The room was dark except for the glow of about 20 candles, the sweet scent of cinnamon and vanilla hanging in the air. A fire roared in the fireplace, giving the room a soft, romantic feel. The tree was lit, its lights reflecting off the glass of the balcony doors and the flames of the fire.
“Merry Christmas baby.”
Liam looked to where the voice was coming from, and he gaped, speechless. There was Will, lying on a white fur rug with a huge red velvet bow tied around him.
Grinning he asked, “Is this the package that came marked perishable today?
“Yes, as a matter of fact it is. Now why don’t you come over here and open it up?”
As Liam got closer to his present, he noticed that the younger man was wearing nothing but the velvet bow, a Santa hat, and a red and white fur thong. Licking his lips, he advanced quickly. Joining Will on the rug, he placed a soft kiss on his lips and brushed his fingers along the pale skin that seemed to glow in the firelight.
Will sat up and retrieved two wine glasses and a bottle of Chablis from a tray behind him. Filling both glasses, he handed one to the shocked man who knelt before him. “Merry Christmas, Liam.” Will raised his glass and clinked it against Liam’s.
“Merry Christmas, Will,” Liam responded before taking a drink.
Taking the glass from Liam Will set them both back on the tray. He leaned forward and ghosted his tongue ghosted along the outline of Liam’s full lips, tasting the lingering cooling of the wine of Liam’s lips. Sighing at the feel of the warm lips against his own, he deepened the kiss.
Pulling away, he grinned lavisiously. “Ready to open up your present?”
“Oh yeah, most definitely.” Liam replied excitedly, reaching with his hand for the end of the ribbon. He paused at the feeling of the soft velvet between his fingers, running the pad of his thumb and forefinger against the red material. With a small tug, the ribbon fell away and the bow landed in Will’s lap. Reaching for it, Liam’s hand swept across the red and white fur covering Will’s groin. A sparkle caught his eye. He blinked as he noticed the crystals that decorated the string of the thong. He tossed the bow over his shoulder and ran his fingers along the inside of the thong.
Will watched as Liam removed the bow. He followed the darker man’s fingers as they moved along the top of the thong, dipping in to separate the material from his body. Reaching down, he stopped the questing hand.
Seeing the confused look on Liam’s face, he explained, “Seems to me that one of us is seriously overdressed.” Looking at Liam, and then down at himself he continued, “And I know it isn’t me.” Reaching toward his lover, his nimble fingers undid the buttons of Liam’s shirt. Scooting closer, he ran his hands inside the material, starting at the waistband of his jeans. Slowly he moved his hands upwards until he reached the broad shoulders. His hands continued to move along the width of Liam’s shoulders until he pushed off the shirt. Liam let the material fall from his body, and ignored it as it lay on the floor.
“Better, much better.” Will purred staring as Liam’s body glowed in the firelight. He brought his hands up, lightly grasping the sides of Liam’s head. He pulled the larger man toward him, and licked his lover’s waiting lips. Both men sighed when their lips met, reveling in the contact. Will’s hands threaded through Liam’s dark hair. As they continued to kiss slowly, Will gently pushed Liam back. He never broke the kiss as he followed Liam onto the white fur rug and covered him like a blanket. They kissed for minutes or hours, neither man really knew. It had been a long time since they were able to take their time with each other and make love. Neither of them was in a hurry tonight. The only sound in the room was the crackling flames and the sighs and moans coming from the two figures in front of the fire.
Liam’s long arms wrapped themselves around the smaller figure lying on top of him, trying to bring him closer. His large hands ran down the lithe body until they grasped the pale, firm globes of Will’s ass. Pressing firmly, he pushed Will’s now hard cock into his cloth covered one, damning the material that was between them. Will broke the kiss, panting as he placed his hands on the floor on either side of Liam’s body, lifting himself up so he could gaze into his smoldering chocolate brown eyes. As he raised his upper body, he pressed his groin down farther, making Liam groan. The larger man retaliated. He slipped one long finger between the crack of Will’s ass, following the thin material along the cleft. When his finger paused at the entrance, it quivered in anticipation. Will frowned when the appendage continued on his way.
Sitting up, he straddled Liam, making sure he was positioned directly on Liam’s cock. Extending his arm, Will traced his finger around Liam’s passion-swollen lips, until they parted slightly. Slowly, he slipped the digit into the moist enclave. He shivered and closed his eyes as he felt Liam's tongue wrap around his finger and draw it the rest of the way in. Gently moving against the growing bulge underneath him, he moistened a finger on his other hand and slowly circled the hardened pink nub on Liam’s chest. Will bent over and replaced the finger with his mouth. He pulled his other finger from Liam’s mouth and brought it down to tweak the other pert nub. Arched back met questing mouth as Liam sighed and moaned.
Liam reached up, entwining his long fingers in Will’s hair. He tried to push the man who was evoking such sweet sensations from his body, down toward his cock. bit Will easily escaped Liam’s clutches, chuckling lightly. “Patience baby…good things come to those who wait.” He whispered.
Liam opened his eyes and growled in frustration. Quirking an eyebrow, Will chuckled again. “Did you just growl at me? Well, how about instead of growling, I make you purr like a kitten suckling on his mother’s teat? Shall I see if I can do that?”
Being the man of few words that Liam was, he gave his answer, the only answer he could in his current passion-fogged state of mind, by grabbing Will’s head and pushing him down his body. Having none of that, Will resisted Liam’s attempt to speed things up. When Liam realized that Will was in no hurry, he gave up and let William carry out his plans to drive him stark raving mad with lust.
Knowing he’d won this round, Will stretched lazily along the length of the taller man’s body. Placing his mouth next to Liam’s ear, he slowly traced the outline of his ear and gently bit the fleshy lobe. Will knew how sensitive Liam’s ears were. Nipping his way with blunt teeth, me made his way down to Liam’s neck, which was just as sensitive, if not more so. Liam turned his head, exposing more his neck to Will’s seductive assault. His nerves frayed as his body tried to handle the feelings of carnal lust coursing through his body.
As Will continued ravishing Liam’s neck, he slowly grazed his fingers down Liam’s smooth, broad chest until he reached the waistband of his jeans. With nimble fingers, he easily popped the metal button. He slipped his index finger between the coarse denim and the smooth silk of his boxers. He ran his fingers across the skin, and traced it lower. Soon he came upon what he was looking for and gently scraped his short fingernail across the tip of Liam’s hard cock. Liam started at the contact and tried to press up closer, but Will’s weight prevented him from such moment. Smiling into his lover’s neck, he withdrew his finger and traced a line down the metal zipper and firmly gripped the large bulge with his hand.
He massaged Liam through the fabric of the thick denim, causing Liam to whimper. Deciding to take some pity on Liam, Will moved down the taut body, raining kisses and nips as he traveled. Reaching his destination, he grabbed the zipper with his teeth and proceeded to loosen the constraints holding Liam in. When the zipper would go no farther, he parted the material with his fingers. Grabbing the material, he began to slide it down Liam’s legs. Liam lifted his hips automatically when he felt the tugging of the material. Jeans removed, Will threw them carelessly away, paying no attention to where they landed. Liam brought his legs up, feet firmly planted on the soft fur of the rug. He had no real control over them and they parted of their own volition as Will crawled between them. Glancing up quickly, he saw that Liam was propped up on his elbows, watching to see what his tormenting lover would do next. As Will lowered his head toward his silk-encased hard-on, Liam’s tongue peeked out and ran across his dry lips to moisten them. He dropped his head back as he felt Will mouth him through the silk. Liam’s strong arms shook at the effort to hold himself up so he could watch what his sensually inventive companion was doing to him. Liam like watching William, and William liked having Liam’s total attention. Liam’s strong arms began to shake harder. He gave up and lay back down, giving himself up once again the pleasures running rampant through his body.
As he continued to mouth Liam’s cock and balls through the thin material, Will could taste Liam’s essence as it permeated the silk. He started to grind himself against the white fur of the rug, gaining much needed friction against his own cock. He could hear Liam whimpering and moaning as he moved against Will’s mouth. Deciding that he’d done enough teasing for now, he reached up and grasped the waistband of Liam’s silk boxers. Pulling them down easily, he grinned at the sight that greeted him.
Once free from the offending material, Liam’s cock stood erect against the flat plane of this taut stomach. Using the tip of this tongue, Will traced a path from his balls to the tip of the crimson engorged organ. He could feel Liam’s tightly wound body jerk and spasm as he made contact with the stiffened shaft. His own body reacted to Liam’s response. A slight sheen now covered Liam’s body. As Will reached the tip of the shaft, he swept the narrow slit with this tongue, taking in the slightly salty, but sweet fluid into his mouth. He closed his eyes, savoring the taste as the fluid hit his taste buds. Wanting more, he covered the tip with his mouth, forming an “O” around it. Grabbing the shaft from the bottom and squeezing just enough to stop Liam from coming. Will swallowed the organ down until his mouth reached his hand. He removed his fingers from around the still swelling shaft and continued his downward movement until the wiry curls of Liam’s groin tickled his nose. Once he was as far as he could go, he twirled his lithe tongue around the organ that was now imprisoned by his mouth. He would feel it swell and pulse within his trap. He soon felt hands in his hair once again, grasping and pulling…trying to get him to move. Slowly, he raised his head, making sure he has a good seal on Liam’s cock. When he was close to the tip, he sucked in and went down again. Liam bucked against him as the tip of his cock slammed against the back of Will’s throat. Will was thankful that he didn’t have much of a gag reflex, as he so loved deep-throating Liam. While he had the rock hard organ against the back of his throat, he started humming. The vibration caused Liam to quiver and shake.
In a strangled coarse whisper, Liam managed to find the words. “Will…please…come…I need to come…”
Ignoring the pleas of his lover, Will raised his head just enough so he could once again wrap his hand tightly around the base of Liam’s pulsating cock. No sense in this ending too soon he thought. But he knew that like his lover, he too was desperate for release. While he was teasing the hell out of Liam’s body and playing him like a finely tuned instrument, Will was reaching his own limits. The friction from moving against the fur below him was wreaking havoc on his body. He was amazed at how turned on he got when he was turning on Liam. Liam didn’t have to touch him, all Will had to do was what he was doing now, and it was the best foreplay he could get. He loved hearing Liam moan and whimper and that just got him off even more. He wanted desperately to be inside Liam, feeling his tight channel clench around his cock. Not wanting his come to end up on the rug, preferring it be inside of the man before him, Will slowly raised his head off of Liam’s cock, but not before placing a soft, lingering kiss on the tip.
As he climbed up Liam’s body, he clasped his smaller hands with Liam’s large ones. Sliding up farther, he sat up so that he was straddling Liam’s broad chest. As he placed the larger man’s expansive hands on his hips, Liam’s long fingers groped for the strings of the thong and pulled until they snapped. Liam tossed the small bit of material away, glad to be rid of that final barrier. Once released, Will’s blood engorged shaft bounced against muscles of his stomach. Liam reached for it, wrapping his long fingers around it, directing it to his waiting mouth.
Will scooted closer to Liam’s waiting mouth. Getting up onto his knees, he reached for Liam’s hands and stretched them over his head. He arched over the large body beneath him and clasped the huge hands with his smaller ones. Inch by agonizing inch, he slowly pushed into Liam’s mouth as the other man closed his lips around the shaft. He reversed the motion and pulled out just as slowly, repeating the action over and over. Will was going crazy, feeling Liam’s warm mouth encase his shaft; feeling his tongue snake around the organ and he pushed in and out. Soon it was too much, and he knew that if he didn’t change direction, he would erupt. Pulling out of Liam’s mouth for the final time, he grasped the base of his own cock to stop himself from coming. Once he had himself back under control, he shimmied his body back down Liam’s, dropping down to kiss him soundly once again.
As they kissed, they moved against each other in perfect synch, cock against cock. Sperm from both of them added just enough lubrication to make the friction pleasurable not painful. Liam raised his arms off the floor and grabbed Will’s ass, squeezing the soft flesh roughly. Will increased the pressure of the kiss as Liam firmly kneaded Will’s cheeks, bringing their cocks even closer together. Liam spread his long legs and Will fell between them.
Will tore his lips from Liam’s and looked directly into the passion-glazed brown orbs. “God baby…I need you and I need you now.”
Smiling, Liam bent his knees so that his feet were once again firmly planted on the rug as Will got to his knees. He reached over and grabbed the lube that had been warming next the fireplace. Squirting a generous amount into his palm, he rubbed his hands together. He took Liam’s cock back into his hand and started pumping slowly, his hand sliding easily up and down the hardened organ. He removed his hand and grabbed Liam’s, wrapping his lover’s hand around his own shaft. Liam immediately began to pump slowly. He loved watching Liam jack himself off while he fucked him, and tonight he was going to fuck him to the other side of Sunday. With the larger man seductively stroking his own cock, Will took Liam’s sack into his well-lubed hand and massaged the balls, loving the feel of the velvety skin in his hand. He ran his slicked finger down Liam’s perineum, making sure to press firmly. That always got a nice reaction from Liam, and he wasn’t disappointed. As Will stared down at the writhing man beneath him, he watched as Liam continued to jack himself off. He shivered with desire as he saw the man he loved buck and gasp when he pressed his fingers into his perineum again.
Eyes never straying from the man deep in the throes of pleasure, Will’s finger followed the path until he reached the small, puckered opening. Moving his index finger across it, he felt it quiver and spasm under his touch. Circling his finger around Liam’s waiting entrance, he nudged it forward just a bit. It slid in with little resistance. Pushing a little more, he slid his finger in up to the knuckle. He watched, totally entranced as it disappeared when Liam pressed down. Will thrust the finger deeper into Liam, until he found it. He pushed ever so slightly against the small, spongy mass that always elicited such sweet sounds from his lover. As soon as he touched it, Liam responded with a moan. Pulling his finger back, but not all the way out, Will started fucking Liam with the single digit, making sure to hit that spot again and again.
Will added a second finger, then a third. Each time, Liam stretched, accommodating the additions easily. A long time ago, Will had determined that this sensual man whimpering with desire beneath him was made for loving. He was so responsive. Will jabbed his fingers furiously inside of Liam. His eyes dilated with passion as he watched them vanish into the grasping muscle of his lover’s perfect ass. Will shifted his eyes to stare down at Liam as he frantically pumped his cock with his own hand, matching his movements with each one Will was making. Will shivered with the intensity of his arousal as he gazed at Liam. The larger man’s body glistened with sweat; his eyes were tightly closed and his tongue licked along his lips as soft sighs whispered from his open mouth. Will took his other hand and wiped the moisture that was now running down the side of his own flushed face. He moved the hand down to his neglected, cock, sliding it up and down, in cadence with his other hand; its fingers buried deep within a writhing Liam.
No words were needed between the two of them. They knew each other’s bodies and reactions intimately. Will knew Liam was close, as was he. He slowly removed his fingers from Liam’s ass and reached for one of Liam’s legs, placing little kisses along the heated flesh of his thighs. He placed the quivering appendage over his shoulder. He did the same with the other leg. He pressed forward, and placed the top of his leaking cock at Liam’s entrance. Looking up, he saw that Liam had paused in his movements on his cock. Seductive blue eyes met passion glazed brown eyes as Will slid slowly into Liam. Both men moaned in concert as they joined together in their erotic dance. Will moved slowly within Liam, his fingers digging into his lover’s muscular thighs. He started slowly, but bit by bit, increased the speed of his thrusts. He slowed again, almost stopped and then sped up. It was sweet and agonizing at the same time. Liam matched his every move when he returned his large hand to his own cock.
Will could feel the pressure building within him and knew he was going explode. Dropping Liam’s legs from his shoulders, he continued to pump into his sweet ass. Using strong measured strokes, he leaned forward, his body never stopping its movement. He grasped Liam’s cock in his own hand as he lowered his body. He plunged his dick in deeply and clasped his hand around Liam’s throbbing cock. His lips smashed against Liam’s possessively, hungrily. Tongue slid against tongue. Liam lifted his powerful arms and wrapped them gently but firmly around Will’s smaller body. Will’s slender hands pumped Liam’s pulsating organ as his hard cock thrust forcefully into the larger man’s tight channel…it all came together for another perfect moment.
Liam’s ass suddenly clutched tightly around Will’s cock and Will felt Liam spill copious amounts of semen over his hand. As Liam’s continued clenching against him, Will shuddered and came inside his lover. Despite their release, their bodies did not rest; hips and hands never stopped. Lips licked and bit and devoured each other. Each man was determined to continue the sweet pleasure racing through their bodies.
Will collapsed on Liam's broad, sturdy chest.
"Will? Will? Let's go to bed." The man sprawled on top of him emitted an exhausted sigh and tried to burrow deeper into Liam. Liam smiled sleepily and softly stroked Will's slender back. He was tired too from work and...their exercise, but every nerve ending in his body was tingling. Will's touches...Liam shivered as he replayed the sensual memories from the evening.
Will...that thong...that velvety fur rug beneath his skin. Will's gentle dominance. He knew where to touch Liam to make him moan and thrash and lose himself in erotic sensations. Will's body - pale and slight but with a hidden strength that forced Liam to surrender control. Will's seductive hands teasing, prodding, drawing out every ounce of sexual response. No one...no one else had ever taken him to such heights of passion and need. To his surprise, Liam found himself hardening. He was exhausted. Will had tormented every ounce of energy from his body. He shivered as he remembered Will's sending him into ecstasy with every touch and thrust.
He gently rolled them over. Will groaned but slept on. Liam slowly knelt up and spread Will's legs stopping to admire his marble skin, his firm abs and beautiful face. His cock hardened painfully as he remembered jerking himself off as Will teased and stroked and entered him. Will had taken over pumping his cock and Liam lay whimpering in pleasure. He had quickly slipped into sensual overload and released into his lover's hand just as Will had shuddered his sperm into his channel.
Liam reached for the lube lying next to the rug and slicked his straining dick. He bent over and rained whispery soft kisses up Will's leg to his thigh. He licked his way across the sleeping man's lower abdomen and Will's cock stiffened. Liam licked down the shaft and sucked Will's balls into his mouth. He slid his tongue over Will's entrance and thrust it suddenly inside. The sleeping man gasped and moaned and tangled his fingers into Liam's hair.
"Good God......" Will's voice whispered as he lifted his hips.
"God...Liam...God..."
Liam quickly removed his tongue and knelt up, pulling Will's legs onto his shoulders and pushing into his lover with one swift motion. Will howled in ecstasy and arched higher forcing Liam's cock deeper into him. Each thrust hit his prostate. Both men trembled and released.
Will's legs fell from Liam's shoulders as the other man sagged against his chest. Will embraced Liam tightly and kissed the soft brown curls on his head. He chuckled.
"It's already Christmas morning and we have yet to go to bed. Santa won't come down the chimney if the little boys aren't tucked in their beds." Will's voice was raspy with exhaustion and sex.
Liam lifted his head and gazed into the blue eyes of the man who took him to such heights of emotion; who filled his heart to bursting with love and desire. He smiled and knelt up, reaching for Will's hand and they shakily stood up.
"Better get to sleep then. I know you'll wake me before dawn to open your presents." Liam teased. He pulled Will's hand and the two men stumbled into their huge bed. Wrapping their arms around each other, they slipped quickly into sleep, energy depleted but hearts full of love.
~Part: 7~
Will opened his eyes slowly and glanced over at the clock sitting on the bedside table. The red digital numbers blinked 7 o’clock. He tried to move, but he found himself entangled in Liam’s long limbs. Freeing an arm, he rubbed the sleep from his eyes and yawned. Carefully, so as not to disturb Liam, he worked his way free from the larger man’s embrace. Will paused as Liam shifted in his sleep but the larger man sighed softly and slept on peacefully. He sat up slowly, slipped his legs over the edge of the bed and carefully got up. Turning his head, he gave a quick look at the man still sprawled in the rumpled sheets sound asleep and suddenly trembled with desire. Shaking his sensual thoughts away, Will made his way through the darkened room toward the dresser. He shivered at the coolness of the room as he pulled out a pair of sweatpants from the drawer and put them on.
As he made his way through the apartment, he stopped in the living room and turned the tree lights on. The tiny white lights twinkled and lit the room with a flickering brilliance. He stood there for a few minutes watching the lights, smiling as he remembered the previous night and the long, languorous lovemaking with Liam just a few short hours ago.
Yawning again, Will ran his hand through his spiky, blonde hair and walked into the kitchen to get some coffee started. He glanced out of the window and watched the early morning sun try to slash its way through the cloudy, somber sky. He wondered if they’d run into snow before they got to the mountains. While the coffee brewed, he quietly made his way to the bathroom. After rinsing his face with cold water and brushing his teeth, he returned to kitchen. The coffee had just finished brewing; its enticing aroma wafted throughout the apartment. He poured himself a mug and walked back into the living room grabbing his cell phone off the dining room table as he passed by. He listened for any sounds of Liam stirring but all was silent. He took a sip of the hot liquid and placed the mug down on the coffee table. He stared at the phone in his hand, wondering if he dared to make the call here. Deciding that this was the only time today that he’d be able to do it, he punched the familiar numbers into the keypad and listened as it rang, waiting a bit impatiently for the phone to be picked up on the other end.
The call was answered as he took another sip of coffee. He swallowed hurriedly. “Hi, Merry Christmas. Hope it isn’t too early? No? Good. Is Paul there? Thanks.” Will waited breathing slowing, willing away the tension this phone call always brought. “Hi Paul. I wanted to wish you a Merry Christmas since I can’t be there. Yeah? I wish I could be there too. Sorry I couldn’t come out this year. Yeah, it’s work. They are keeping me really busy at the hospital. I only have a few days off for the holiday and I wanted more than a few days to spend with you. I am coming back there after the first of year for a conference. How about I stay I few days over, and we can have some fun together? Would you like that? Yeah, me too. Okay, then we have a date. I’ll call you again after the holidays and let you know exactly when I’m coming. Did you get the present I sent? Good. I was afraid it wouldn’t get there in time. Have you opened it yet? Oh. OK. You’ll have to let me know how you like it. No. I can’t tell you. You’ll have to wait and see.”
Will was so lost in the conversation, he didn’t realize he was no longer alone. He looked up and saw Liam standing there, leaning against the wall. Will smiled and held up a finger indicating that he was almost done. Well you have a good day and enjoy the holiday. I love you too. I’ll talk to you soon.”
Will hung up, and placed the phone on the coffee table and looked over at Liam. “Sorry if I woke you. Have you been standing there long?”
“You didn’t. It was the smell of the coffee. Is there anymore?”
“I just made a fresh pot. You didn’t answer my question.” Will answered, trying to keep the nervousness out of his voice all the while his head was spinning wondering exactly how much of the conversation Liam heard.
Liam pushed himself off the wall and headed toward the kitchen. “No, I had just come out when I heard you talking. Who was that on the phone?”
Will struggled to swallow. “Just my mom. Wanted to wish her and my dad a Merry Christmas.”
“You talked to your dad? How’s your mom?”
“No, he didn’t want to talk to me. My mom is doing just fine. She said hello.” Will watched Liam putter around fixing his coffee exactly as he liked it. Normally he enjoyed watching Liam performing his little rituals, but his stomach clenched. He hated lying to Liam; there were too many lies between them in the past.
Liam smiled as he came out of the kitchen and joined Will on the couch. Before putting the mug to his lips, he leaned over and gave Will a soft kiss. “Merry Christmas, Will.”
“Merry Christmas, Liam.” Relieved that Liam was satisfied with the answer he gave him, he put it all to the back of his mind and relaxed.
Liam leaned back on the couch and put his feet up on the small table while he drank his coffee. Frowning slightly, he watched the other man fidget on the couch. “What’s wrong Will? You seem a bit edgy this morning.”
“What? No, I’m fine. Just excited, I guess.”
“You sure? If something is bothering you, you know you can talk to me.”
Will looked at Liam and smiled. “I know. It’s nothing. Just wondering what’s in all those boxes with my name on them.”
Liam laughed. “Well how about we find out, shall we?”
Gleefully childlike, Will bounded up from the couch and practically ran to the decorated tree, plopping himself down in front of all the brightly wrapped presents that were laying beneath the branches begging to be opened.
Liam got up, walked over to the stereo to put in a CD. Soon soft Christmas music streamed out of the speakers as he joined Will on the floor. “Well, what are you waiting for? Go ahead, you know that you’re just dying to rip off the paper.”
Liam laughed as Will dove in, searching for presents with his name on them. Hearing his lover laugh, Will looked over at him and blushed. Returning his attention to the tree, he gathered up the presents with Liam’s name on them and pushed them over to the larger man who was still grinning at him.
Both men sat there, staring at each other; myriad thoughts of lust, love and gratefulness that they had found each other again racing through their minds. Will broke the silence. “Well, aren’t you going to open them?”
“I’ll wait. I want to watch you open yours. Go ahead.”
Will didn’t need to be told twice. “Okay. Think I will.” He picked up the first box and shook it.
“What are you doing?”
“Didn’t you know that half the fun is trying to figure out what it is before you open it?”
“No I didn’t. So what do you think it is?”
“Well by the size of the box, I’d say it’s an article of clothing. A shirt, maybe?” He tore off the wrapping paper and lifted the lid. Inside was a gorgeous red silk robe. Will pulled it out of the box and rubbed the material against his slightly stubbled face. “It’s beautiful Liam. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. I always thought you looked great in red.”
“I do, don’t I?” Will responded quirking his eyebrow lasciviously.
“Yes you do, most certainly.” Liam agreed, his eyes glinting with amusement and desire.
With a flourish, Will put the robe on and twirled around. “Fits perfectly. Now you.”
“Okay.” Liam grabbed a box and started to remove the paper.
“No, not like that. You have to guess what it is first.”
“Will, if we do that with every present under this tree, we’ll be here all day.”
Will pouted. “Okay, okay, you win. We’ll play the guessing game with just a few. Happy now?”
“Extremely.” Liam answered with a wink as he shook the box a few times. “I’d say maybe a book?”
Will shrugged his shoulders, and Liam proceeded to open the gift. Inside were some classical CDs that Liam had wanted.
“Don’t tell me you actually went into another section of a record store that wasn’t rock or punk music that you are so fond of listening too?”
“Come one Liam…I did good. Admit it.”
“Yes, you did very good. You pick these out yourself?”
Will looked at Liam with a sheepish look on his face. “What do I know about classical music? Asked the clerk to help me. If you don’t like them, I’m sure you can return them.”
Liam leaned over and gave Will a reassuring kiss. “No, I love them. I’ve had these on my list for a while. They’re perfect!”
And so it went. Soon the floor was littered with empty boxes, swirling ribbon, and torn paper. There were clothes, books, and CDs strewn around the tree. Liam stretched, stood up and left the room.
“Hey, where are you going? There are still a few more presents under the tree.” When all he got was silence, Will continued. “Liam?”
“Just a minute.” Will’s blue eyes blinked and stared when Liam returned.
“What’s that?” He asked.
“What do they look like, ninny?” Liam answered as a broad smile creased his handsome face and his eyes twinkled like the proverbial Santa Clause.
“Well, they look to be a pair of skis to me.”
Liam shook his head and smiled happily. “Of course they’re skis, silly. Didn’t know how to wrap them. Let me tell you, they sure were hard to hide. I’m surprised you didn’t find them. You being so nosy and all. Thought you could break them in on our trip.”
Will tossed some crumpled Christmas paper at the taller man as he laughed. “Oh you know I will.” He stood up and walked over to Liam, taking the new skis into his hands, and looked them over.
“Got you new boots and all the rest you’ll need to be the hottest skier on the slopes.”
Will propped the skis up against the wall and took Liam into his arms for a hug. “Thank you, baby. They’re perfect. In fact, this has been a perfect start to what will be several perfect days.” Liam returned the hug gladly.
Looking over Will’s shoulder, he asked, “So what’s left under the tree?”
“My last gifts for you. Go sit on the couch.” He released Liam and went over to gather up the remaining items. He had to make several trips, but soon the tree was cleared and a pile of colorful boxes teetered at Liam’s feet. Will joined the other man on the couch. “Go ahead. I wasn’t sure, but I think you’ll like them.”
Liam opened the first one and saw it was a set of drawing pencils. In the next he found tubes of paint. Then he opened a set of charcoals. As he continued, he found drawing paper, and all the other supplies an artist needed. Liam sat there stunned. He brushed his fingers gently over everything; not quite sure what to say.
Will got up quickly and ran out of the room.
As he disappeared down the hallway, Liam called after him. “Will, where are you going?”
“Got one more thing. You aren’t the only one who had a present that couldn’t be wrapped.” When he reappeared, he was carrying an easel.
“Will, what’s this?”
“Should be easy to figure out.” Spike replied as he rolled his eyes in mock amazement.
“Well, I know what it is. I guess what I’m really asking is why? Where did this idea come from?”
“Liam, I noticed that you didn’t draw anymore and that you didn’t have any of your supplies any longer. So, I thought I’d stock you back up. Why don’t you draw and paint anymore?”
“I haven’t done it in a long time.”
“Like seven years?” Will asked.
“Yes, guess it’s been about that long. Haven’t had any inspiration.”
“God, Liam. You are so talented, and it’s a damn shame to let that gift go to waste. Now you have everything you need. No excuses.”
Liam took Will’s hand and drew him down onto his lap. Eager lips met his. They sat there like that, Will in Liam’s lap, kissing each other and enjoying the closeness of another person that had been missing in each of their lives for so long. When the kisses finally stopped, they sat there, holding hands, blue eyes gazing into brown, saying nothing. No words were needed.
The chiming of the clock interrupted the silence. They smiled a bit sadly at each other, Neither of them wanted to move, but they knew they had to hit the road soon if they wanted to make it up to the ski lodge later this afternoon.
Will was the first to move. He stood up. “Guess we should get ready. Think I’ll go and take a shower.” He held out his hand to Liam, who took it eagerly and followed Will into their bedroom.
Will spun around and wrapped his arms around Liam’s waist. “We got time for an after- present shag?” He asked leering at Liam, knowing that his lover could not resist him.
In answer, Liam swept Will up into his arms and tossed him playfully on the bed. In one swift movement, he gently laid his larger body over Will and whispered “We’ll make time.”
Will shivered expectantly at Liam’s seductive voice and the longing in his dark eyes.
~~~*~~~
A couple of hours later, both men were showered and packed for their trip. After cleaning up the living room and turning off the tree, they gathered their suitcases and headed to the garage. Will put the suitcases in the back of the SUV while Liam secured the skis to the rack on top of the vehicle.
“Got everything?” Liam asked.
“I think so.”
“Let’s go then. I hear they got quite a bit of fresh powder last night.”
“Well then, what the hell are we waiting for? Let’s hit the road.”
Liam laughed at Will’s eagerness, and joined him in the car. Will fiddled with the radio as Liam pulled out of the garage. They were soon on the highway after a quick stop at Starbucks.
~Part: 8~
They headed south on I-5, then east on I-90 across Lake Union. As Liam drove Will could see the snow capped mountain range loom closer. Even at a distance these peaks were much higher and rugged than the Adirondacks of New York. The conversation in the vehicle was easy as they talked a little bit about work, but mostly they just chatted about nothing. As they were passing the exit sign for Issaquah, Will’s stomach rumbled. Liam looked over at him and laughed. Will glared at him, but with a smile on his face.
“Liam, how about we stop a bit for lunch. Seems I might bit hungry, since all I’ve had today is coffee.”
Just as Liam was about to answer him, his stomach followed suit and rumbled. This time it was Will who laughed.
“Well, I guess it’s been decided. We’re stopping for lunch. How about we stop in North Bend. It’s last real town before we start the climb up into the Cascades.”
“Think anything’s open? It is Christmas and all.” Will asked.
“I’m sure we’ll be able to find something, even if it’s just a fast food place. Guess we should have eaten before we left the apartment.” Liam’s eyes twinkled as he glanced at Will. They smiled at each other as they remembered unwrapping their presents early this morning. Liam returned his eyes to the road and quickly flicked on the blinker when he saw the exit sign for North Bend.
“So do you want a sit down lunch, or is the drive through okay with you?” Liam looked over at his passenger.
“Drive through is fine. That way, we won’t waste much of the day, and hopefully we can get some skiing in this afternoon.”
“Fast food it is then.” Liam answered. Staying on the main road, it wasn’t long before he saw the familiar golden arches of McDonald’s. Will told him what he wanted and when he pulled up to the intercom, Liam placed both their orders. Within a few minutes the men were back on the road, happily munching on their heavily carb-laden lunch. Liam wasn’t worried, he knew that days of extremely active skiing would soon melt his calories. Will, of course, could eat anything and everything and never gain an ounce.
Not for the first time, Liam offered a silent prayer that the intense strengthening exercises he’d done with his injured leg would enable him to keep up with Will’s frenetic pace. He didn’t want to sit on the deck and watch his lover careen down the slopes without him.
As they got back on the highway, it started to rain. The rain quickly turned into thick wet snowflakes as they started their climb up the mountain range. Soon the small flakes turned to bigger ones, and Will could see that the snow was starting to stick to the road.
“Looks like we’re going to have some fresh powder when we get there.” Will said excitedly.
“Looks that way. They’ve gotten a lot of snow up here already, so the skiing should be excellent. I think the undercoating of ice will make it very slick.” Liam responded, as he concentrated on his driving since he knew how quickly the road conditions could become treacherous.
“So, tell me about this place you’ve got us booked into.”
“Well, I’ve never been there, but I’ve heard nothing but great things about it. It’s not far from the slopes, and it’s got every amenity you can think of. Great dining, a spa, and spacious rooms. It’s not a huge place; only about 90 rooms.”
Fortunately, there was hardly any traffic on the road, and they soon saw the signs for their destination – The Salish Lodge and Spa. Liam drove carefully on the winding driveway. When the brilliantly lit lodge came into view, both men were amazed at its rustic beauty. It was spectacular! The front of the building was a wall of windows and they could see that the back nestled against enormous snow-covered evergreens. They pulled up into the circular driveway at the front of the lodge, where they were greeted by a valet. Exiting the SUV, they opened the back and did not have long to wait for their bags and ski equipment to be unloaded. They followed the young man and their baggage into the building. As they walked to the front desk, they gazed around the lobby. Heavily stuffed armchairs and wooden rocking chairs in small groups graced different areas of the room. Overstuffed sofas in colorful plaids stood in front of a blazing fire that burned in the gigantic fireplace that took up half of the wall at one end of the lobby. As they reached the desk, another valet gave them each a numbered check and took their skis into a storeroom. They registered and were soon on their way up to their room. When the young man unlocked their door, Liam and Will stood and stared momentarily.
“Um…sirs…” Both men startled when the valet spoke from the hallway and they sheepishly walked inside. The young man followed and unloaded their bags from the cart. “If you need help starting the fire, just ring the bellman and one of us will come up.”
He continued, “Hope you enjoy your stay, sirs. By the way, Christmas dinner will be served beginning at 5 pm. Some people want to get an early start on the slopes tomorrow. If you don’t, there are festivities tonight in the Great Room – the glass room to the right of the front desk. Good night.
Fortunately Liam remembered and fished out a tip for the young man. He nodded his thanks and left them alone.
Will and Liam looked at each other. The room was more beautiful than the brochure had revealed. The floors and walls were polished hardwood and one wall was half glass. A lush leather sofa sat below it. The enormous king sized bed almost filled another wall and a large marble fireplace stood directly across from the bed.
“Let’s see the bathroom.” Will suggested. Liam followed him to the doorway and they both stared into the tiled room. There was an enormous glassed shower stall with two heads on each of the three walls. A toilet and a bidet sat behind the shower wall. A marbled double sink unit stood across from the shower and a huge tub with Jacuzzi jets stood at the end of the room.
“God, this is really decadent!” Will exclaimed.
“Yea, Doctor Giles said it was amazing, but this…this is…well, decadent. I can see some people spending a lot of time in their rooms.” Liam responded.
“I agree.” Will said as he waggled his eyebrows at Liam. “Do you want to forget skiing until tomorrow?”
“Hmmm. Well, we have been working hard. Perhaps we should get all the kinks out of our bodies so we’ll be loosened up for skiing.”
Will sauntered closer to Liam and reached up to caress his cheek. “I’ve got lots of ways to give your muscles a workout, luv, and then we can soak in the tub!” He winked and Liam’s groin stiffened immediately.
Will grinned up at him and then spun around and hurried out of the bathroom. He immediately threw himself onto the immense feather bed and sighed as he sank into the softness. Liam followed him and saw a Will spread out in the middle of the bed, leering at him as he patted the empty space next to him.
Liam shook his head, smiling as he tried to ignore his hard-on. “We really should unpack so nothing gets too wrinkled.”
“Come on Liam. What’s the hurry? We’re on vacation, the unpacking can wait a bit, don’t you think?” Will repositioned himself so that now he was on his side, with his head propped up in his hand. “Though a fire would be nice,” he added, his blue eyes glittering suggestively.
Knowing he’d been beaten and not caring at all, Liam bent down and pulled a tube from his small duffle and quickly forgot about the unpacking. He went over to the fireplace and soon had a fire roaring. Liam turned around and stared at Will, who gave him a seductive smile. He kicked off his shoes and began to unbutton his shirt as he moved towards the foot of the bed. Will had already removed his shoes and he sensuously stripped off of his shirt as Liam stood there, his eyes intent on every movement.
Will reached for the waistband of his jeans and popped the button. Liam’s eyes darkened in anticipation as he slowly pulled the zipper down. From the corner of his eye he saw something tossed in the air and land on the bed. Before he could see what it was, Will felt his ankles grabbed, and he was forcefully pulled to the end of the bed. Sitting up, he craned his neck and looked up at the man in front of him. Liam’s skin glowed in the flickering firelight; his broad chest heaving in passion as he licked his full lips. Will thought again, for the hundredth time, how lucky he was that Liam had forgiven him and was willing to give them another chance; to trust him once again. He reached up with trembling hands and popped the button on Liam’s jeans, slowly bringing the zipper down, exposing the soft silk boxers Liam always wore. Parting the heavy material, he tugged Liam's jeans down past his hips, pulling until they were nothing more than a puddle at Liam’s feet. Liam lifted one leg, then the other, freeing his feet from his jeans.
The larger man continued to stand there, his shirt unbuttoned and hanging loosely past his hips. He looked down at Will lovingly. His heart was racing; he could feel the blood pumping through his veins. Tenderly, he laid his hand on the side of Will’s handsome face. At his touch, Will tilted his head into Liam's palm, and smiled up at him. Liam removed his hand and bent down, placing a soft kiss on Will’s lips. Will tried to deepen the kiss, but Liam stopped him, pushing him back on the bed. Will gave in without complaint.
“Lift up for me, baby.” Liam asked. When Will did as he asked, he slowly removed his jeans. As the pants cleared his narrow hips, Will placed his fingers between the band of his boxers and his heated skin, pushing them down. The jeans dangled for a minute from Liam’s hand before he tossed them carelessly to the floor. He did the same with Will’s boxers, which were now down around his knees. When Liam knelt on the edge of the bed, Will scooted back until his head was on the pillow. The soft mattress dipped under Liam’s weight as he crawled on his hands and knees towards Will. He watched with smoldering eyes as Liam got closer, his body humming in anticipation of his lover’s touch.
Liam paused and raised himself up to his knees, looking down at the man waiting expectantly for him. As he started to remove his shirt, Will scrambled up to his knees and they faced each other. He placed one hand on Liam’s waist and gently traced his fingers up the larger man’s bare torso. Liam’s pupils dilated and his body trembled at Will’s sensuous touch. Small goosebumps appeared as the soft caresses continued up his body. Will slowly brought his other hand to Liam’s chest, and gently pushed the unbuttoned shirt from his shoulders. The shirt slid down Liam’s muscular arms and landed on the bed as Will rested his hands on Liam’s broad shoulders.
Liam placed his large hands on Will’s narrow hips and pulled his lean body towards him until bare chest hit bare chest. For a long moment, both men did nothing but kneel there in the center of the massive bed, brown eyes gazing into blue ones. The heat between the two of them was potent and incendiary. The only sound in the room was the crackling of the fire. Liam reached for Will, his eyes blazing with love as he kissed the man who aroused such powerful emotions in him. The touch of Will’s lips ignited a fever of desire deep within him. He’d been with other men before, but no one ever made him feel what Will did. He sighed with a feeling of regret for the years they were apart; the years they wasted. He mentally shook away the sadness. There was no place for it now. Will was with him and he’d do anything in his power to keep this amazing man happy and in his life. He wouldn’t…couldn’t lose him again. He’d …he’d curl up and die first. Liam lowered Will to the mattress and followed him down, gathering him into his arms. He felt Will’s arms encircle his neck, holding him close, as he returned his kisses. Liam’s large hands caressed the slender body beneath him, his gentle touch tantalizing Will until he writhed in sweet agony.
He hovered over the smaller man, supporting himself on his strong arms. “Tell me,” he said hoarsely, “tell me you love me.”
Will could hear the desire, the desperation in Liam’s voice as he made this one request. It broke his heart knowing he was the cause of the uncertainty; that it was his fault that Liam felt the need to be told, that he didn't just know. He reached up and pulled Liam to him. “I love you.” He lifted his hips in silent invitation. “Love you, love you.”
Liam lowered himself down and rolled to his side. Will rolled from his back onto his side, so now they were stretched out on the bed, facing each other, their bodies burnished gold from the light of the fire. Liam reached out for Will’s hand and kissed his fingers, lingering over each one to give it his undivided attention. He brushed his lips over each knuckle and then kissed the palm of his hand.
A delicious feeling radiated along Will’s hands, but it was barely a prelude to the sensations that assaulted him when Liam kissed his wrist and then his inner arm. He thought for sure he’d burn to ash in the flames of his passion. Liam’s touch always did this to him…so gentle…so seductive. His mind wandered again to how stupid he was seven years ago. How could he have ever thought he’d be happy anywhere else but with Liam? He was happy now, but knew that he still had something to deal with…something he had to take care of. He knew he should have done it sooner, but he was afraid…afraid that it would affect this new burgeoning closeness between them. He’d tell him, he vowed to himself, but not now…not yet.
When Liam’s lips reached his upper arm, the crescendo of sensations took over Will’s thoughts; nothing mattered except what was happening right here…right now. Will wasn’t sure how much more he could take. Liam was kissing his shoulder, the side of his neck, and his chest, sending arcs of hot desire racing through his body. Liam laved his nipple with the tip of his warm, moist tongue, and Will nearly lifted off the bed, as if a bolt of lightning had raced through every part of his body and back again to his nipple. Then Liam took the nipple into his mouth sucking it, biting it gently, and Will thought for sure he would die from the pleasure. He grasped Liam’s hair, but immediately relaxed his grip for fear he’d pull it out.
Will moved his hand over Liam’s neck, across his shoulder, and down his back. He luxuriated in the feel of the larger man’s powerful body and wallowed in the ecstasy from what Liam was doing to his. Liam’s lips deserted Will’s nipple and left a trail of soft, moist kisses across his chest, neck and jaw, until he finally kissed the man he adored firmly on the lips.
Will molded his body against Liam’s, melting into him and kissing him with every fiber of his being. He could feel Liam’s hard, hot cock pressed against him. He opened his eyes and saw Liam staring at him with so much love; his desire and need flaming in his dark eyes.
“Roll over baby.” Liam requested hoarsely as he placed a kiss on the tip of Will’s nose.
Will rolled so that now his back was to Liam, and placed his head into the crook of Liam’s other arm. He could feel Liam’s hardness pressed against his ass. He felt Liam’s lips nibble at the heated flesh of his neck. He trembled as Liam’s fingertips began a delicate meandering over his body, along his side, down past his hips. When they didn’t stop, Will’s body tightened in anticipation, waiting for Liam to take his cock into his large hands. He was disappointed when that didn’t happen, until his felt Liam’s questing fingers part his cheeks and slowly trace the path downward to his sac, pausing just for a moment over his pucker, pressing slightly then continuing their journey downward.
Will sighed in frustration and Liam chuckled at his impatience. Hot breath caressed Will’s ear and he shuddered. “We’ve got all night, Will,” Liam whispered.
Will reached back between their bodies and took a firm hold of Liam’s stiff cock and squeezed gently. He smiled as Liam sighed and moved within the grip. Reaching across Will’s body, Liam found the tube lying on the bed. He held it in front of the smaller man. Will removed his hand from Liam’s cock and flicked open the lid. Taking the tube, he squeezed a fair amount into Liam’s waiting palm.
Will jumped a bit when he felt the cold lube against his heated skin, but relaxed as it quickly warmed with Liam’s ministrations. He moved in tune with Liam’s touch as the larger man carefully prepared him. Pleasure washed over him as Liam’s fingers gently thrust within him.
Liam removed his fingers and replaced them with his cock, easing into Will’s tight channel. He inched his way in, the muscles tightening around him as he continued to push until he was fully inside. He was home…content. Sighing with pleasure he moved slowly, in and out. Will raised his leg and bent it to gently placing his foot on Liam’s long leg.
Will turned his head, reaching behind him with his arm to draw Liam’s face closer. He brought his lover’s lips down to his own. They kissed as Liam moved within him. Will felt stretched to the limits; filled with Liam. He moved in concert with Liam so his lover could penetrate him fully. He could feel the crescendo rising within him; a fire starting deep inside and burning its way to the surface.
Will knew that Liam felt it too, the larger man’s breathing was becoming more labored, his movements more excited. Liam’s thrusts quickened; Will felt him take his cock into his hand. It moved easily within his slippery grip. Liam’s enormous cock penetrated deeper and Will swore he felt it reach to the very core of his soul. He soon felt himself losing control. He was conscious only of himself and Liam, their bodies inextricably joined, as they floated higher and higher on a mounting crest of sensations that threatened to overwhelm all rational thought.
Liam thrust within Will desperately. This wonderful man was his lifeline, his anchor. Without him, he felt certain he would fly off into space and disintegrate into a million tiny pieces. He wanted to become one with him; force their bodies to melt into a single mass of heated passion.
Will keened softly, his chest heaving as he felt himself release into Liam’s hand. The muscles of his ass tightened its grip on the cock deep inside him. Liam gasped as his body spasmed and he emptied himself into Will.
They just lay there in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Their chests heaved as they tried to catch their breath. There was no sound in the room except the crackling of the wood burning in the fireplace and the quiet panting of two deeply satisfied men.
Liam released his grip on Will’s softening cock, but was loath to pull out of him. He wanted to stay like this forever. He wanted to be locked away from everyone and everything, assured of the fact that Will would never leave him again.
Will was speechless from the intensity of Liam’s lovemaking. He didn’t move when Liam released his cock, not that he could. He was just a pile of flesh; his bones were gone. His eyes fluttered shut and he had no desire to keep them open. His body was happily sated and exhausted.
Liam knew that Will was drifting off to sleep. He lowered his head, his breath blowing across Will’s ear. “I love you Will. My heart is yours…always.” With that, he laid his head on Will’s and drifted off to sleep.
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