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Part 22 - The future
Their third time was even slower, more touching and kissing,
less urgency. Neither took control, they
just moved together with effortless harmony and rhythm. Their orgasms rose like a slowly building
wave, their mouths, hands, and bodies mated.
In the end, Will again lay on top of Don, their cocks
sliding against each other, their fingers entwined. They shared a single breath as they shuddered
and came together, cum filling in any small gaps between them.
They lay for a long time, just holding each other. The silence was warm and content. Finally Don began to feel itchy and nudged
Will to move. Will grumbled but rolled
off of him.
Don got a wet washcloth from the bathroom and came back to
the bed. With a soft touch, he wiped
Will’s stomach, remembering the many times that Will had gently cleaned
him. That reminded him of his injuries
and Channing and … Don sighed. He wiped
himself off then lay down next to Will.
“I have to tell you something,” Don said, reluctant to break
the mood but knowing Will deserved to know.
Will looked over at the seriousness in Don’s voice and Don continued, “My
team, I told them. They needed to
understand why I took that time off.”
Will frowned. “You
told them … what?”
“Not about you,” Don said quickly. “Just that I had gotten
myself into a situation that I thought I could handle but I couldn’t, and I got
trashed.”
“True, if incomplete,” Will said, running
his fingers up Don’s back, over the many tiny white scars.
“They, umm, eventually cornered me and talked me into giving
up Channing.”
Will sat up quickly.
“What?”
“I drove them to The Chamber – who claims they’ve cleaned up
their act by the way – and we went and saw Channing.”
“Damn,” Will hissed. “Forcing you to go back
there.”
“They didn’t force me,” Don said wryly. “They used
psychology on me.”
“Still, it was a cruel thing to do. What were they trying to prove?” Will’s face had darkened, his ready temper
coming to the surface.
“We all went and … talked with Channing.” Don felt himself go cold at the memory.
“Talked?”
“Okay, we talked briefly then I felt compelled to hit him,
repeatedly.”
“Good for you!” Will’s
eyes narrowed. “What happened
then?”
“They dragged me off of him, because I was going to kill
him.”
“Understandable,” Will said
fiercely. “But then you left?”
“Umm, no.” Don said, his face
pale. “Megan and I went out of the room
and David and Colby … dealt with him.”
“Killed him?” Will
snapped.
“No, they said he was alive and I didn’t really want to know
what they’d done to him. I just know
there was a lot of screaming and David and Colby came out with blood on their
clothes.”
Will looked at him for a long moment, his nostrils
flaring. He looked furious.
“Will?” Don asked tentatively, not really sure where Will’s
anger was directed.
“I would have killed him,” Will said
thickly. “I still want to kill him.”
“I know,” Don stated.
“Then he wins.”
Will glared at him for a moment, then, sighing deeply,
flopped down on the bed. “You’re
right. And you have a darn smart team
too. Though I’m as
envious as hell that I didn’t get to Channing first. I just … wanted you to want me to go.”
“You can always wait until he gets out of the hospital then
give him a second visit.”
“True,” Will smiled wickedly.
Don ran his finger over Will’s curved lips. Will kissed his
finger.
Leaning over, Will rubbed Don’s bare ass. “It’s a good thing that he wasn’t there when
I saw what he’d done to your sweet ass.
I would have ripped him in half without hesitation.”
Don smiled. “Sweet is
not usually a word I hear. Been told I have a nice ass, cute, sexy, but never sweet.”
“Well, you’re gonna be hearing it a lot from me,” Will said,
giving Don’s ass a proprietary pat.
Don’t ask, don’t ruin
it. But Don heard his mouth saying,
“Just tonight?”
Will’s eyes grew soft and he touched Don’s cheek. “Aein,”
he said tenderly. “I’d tell you every
day for the rest of your life, if you’d let me.”
“What does ‘ay-in’ mean?”
Don asked automatically.
“Beloved,” Will said, his voice almost inaudible. “Literally, ‘person of the
heart.’”
“So you say,” Don said shakily. “For all I know it could mean ‘ugly monkey.’”
Will stroked Don’s cheek. “Don, I’m not demanding anything from you, not
now.”
“Well, maybe you should,” Don said,
his mouth continuing independent from his brain. “Maybe you should demand it.”
Will’s hand on Don’s face froze. “Demand what?”
Don swallowed then persevered, “Demand that I admit how I
feel about you. Tell me that you won’t
kiss me again until I tell you.”
“How do you feel?”
Will asked, his eyes cautious.
Don took a strand of Will’s dark hair between his fingers
and played with it as he talked. “I
don’t know if I’ve ever been in love in my life. I’ve thought I was, but now I’m not so
sure.” Don met Will’s eyes. “All I can say is, if what I feel for you
isn’t love, then they better come up with a stronger word.”
A smile spread across Will’s face like the sun rising. “That was a very roundabout answer.”
“Yeah, well, it took me four months to get it to be that
straightforward.”
Will took Don’s chin in his hand. “You say that I should be more demanding.”
Don said. “People
will take advantage of you.”
“You’re the only one taking advantage of me that I can see.”
“True,” Don said with a small smile.
“Admit it then,” Will said huskily.
“Or I won’t kiss you again.”
Don held Will’s eyes and said, quietly but firmly, “I love
you, Will.”
“Wow,” Will murmured, stroking
Don’s face with both hands. “It took you
long enough to figure it out. I’ve loved
you since I first saw you, breathing fire and commanding the attention of a
couple hundred law enforcement types.
The only thing I wanted in the world was to have that passion turned
towards me. I might completely melt
under the heat of it, but it would be a lovely way to die.”
Don smiled at the image.
“What about a lovely way to live?”
“Even better.” Will kissed him warmly. “What about you, when do you know you ...?”
“Oh, no big revelation,” Don said, brushing the hair back
from Will’s face. “It just snuck up on me
gradually and then, wham, sort of like getting
mugged.”
Will laughed. “I
guess that makes me the mugger.”
Don slid his fingers over Will’s neck and looked up into
Will’s eyes. “I can tell you when it
started though. The very first time I
saw you.”
“At Titan? There must have been thirty people in that
bar.”
“Yeah, but when you looked at me, you and I were the only
people in the universe. You really stood
out.”
“A good first impression then.”
“If you call getting struck by a lightning bolt a good
impression,” Don said with a sideways smile.
“I looked for you every time I went there after that.”
“I wish I had been there,” Will said
softly, tracing the faint scars on Don’s chest.
“Maybe this wouldn’t have happened.”
Don caught Will’s hand and kissed it. “Maybe not or maybe it would have
anyway. I was in a very self-destructive
mode at that time and I doubt I’d have known a good thing if I hadn’t been
injured, weak, and kept prisoner for two days.”
“Just one day,” Will protested. “You were a guest after that.”
“And I didn’t even know a good thing then either, I had to
go and try to mess it up, like I always do.”
Will sighed. “Don’t
blame that fight entirely on yourself. I
was angry at you for getting yourself into that mess. And then pushing yourself
too hard afterwards.”
“I’m sorry,” Don said sincerely, “For the things that I said
that night.”
“Me too,” Will said, then added wryly, “I guess that we knew
each other pretty well already to know the things to say to hurt the most.”
“Yeah.” Don ran one finger down Will’s
cheekbones. “You don’t know how many
times I’ve thought about calling you, but I convinced myself that I was better
off without you.”
“What an idiot,” Will smiled. “I could have called you too, but I was too
proud and stubborn.”
“That’s past, though,” Don said. “And the present is looking pretty good to
me.”
“Me too,” Will said.
Don gazed into those deep eyes and said, with a sense of
wonder, “I love you, Will.”
“I love you, Don,” Will responded, and in his voice was the
same sense of surprised happiness. “I
love you, aein.”
Maybe the future wouldn’t be so scary after all.
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