Title: Winter
Author: Mrpointyhorns aka Blemery
Rating: R
Status: Complete
Pairings: Liam/Wilhelm
Warnings: Slash, I did not write in an accent. I would screw it up! But do people really hear their own accents?
Spoilers: None
Summary: On the Eve of Epiphany Wilhelm gives Liam what he wants
A/N: Fourth One-shot after Beginnings. Order isn't crucial!
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by someone else. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
~Winter~
Liam knew exactly when their relationship began. Their relationship started in the second winter that Wilhelm lived in Galway. It happened over the eve of epiphany. They left the bar after a night of drinking and gambling. Wilhelm was uninterested in the girls that flirted with him most of the night. Oh he kissed one or two and let one sit in his lap for a bit, but he wasn't taking anyone upstairs.
Tonight Liam was taking his cue from Wilhelm and he didn't let any of the girls bring him upstairs either. He didn't know why it was so difficult to separate himself from Wilhelm tonight. He had been fucking girls with or without Wilhelm around since last winter so. Yet, he felt attached to Wilhelm all night. It didn't appear to be too obvious, they spent enough time together normally anyway.
So he didn't realize that Wilhelm notice a difference until he looked up at Liam from across the table his bright blue eyes smiling in that casual way that Liam had seen directed at him before, him and other girls. He gulped and looked away. Wilhelm stood up. "Let's get out of here, Liam."
Liam stood up and followed Wilhelm to the front. He grabbed their coats and gloves. They left the bar together. Liam handed Wilhelm his things before shrugging into his jacket. He stumbled after Wilhelm as he slipped on his gloves.
Wilhelm led the way to his Uncle's. He whistled as he walked and put an arm around Liam's shoulder casually. Liam was still working on one of the gloves when Wilhelm pulled them to a stop and into the recess between two of the buildings and kissed him boldly on the lips. Liam dropped his glove and groped the air for it.
He reached his naked hand down towards the glove, but his clothed hand grabbed Wilhelm by the label of his clothes. He held him tight. He kissed him back in the same way he was taught by all those girls. Wilhelm made this little humming sound of pleasure and that's when Liam's memory faltered. He wasn't sure what happened next who pushed it forward. Liam knew he forgot about his gloves.
They were rutting against each other trying to finish. And he knew that they'd both cum in their slacks. It was amazing. Liam shook with tears, laughter, fear and dropped to his knees when it was all over. Wilhelm reached down for his glove and handed it back to Liam casually. "You're sweet." Wilhelm kissed him again and stood. He took a few steps away paused. He didn't say anything more, but he looked back at Liam.
Liam stared at Wilhelm unsure what he wanted. He just kept looking even when Wilhelm turn his head to one side. Liam just sat stunned. Liam reached up and touched his lips cautiously. They had felt tight, like they'd been bruised. He knew it was true. He didn't take his eyes away from Wilhelm's though. Wilhelm smiled again, like that. Then he was gone.