In The Dark of The Night

AN: Alright, so this is my first shot at something smutty. I had an idea to do a series of… encounters… with A/W. Mostly just them spending various nights together. Not all sexual, but probably mostly. That is if you like what you're about to read enough for me to go on with my idea. Now whether you want it to continue or not, I would love to hear your opinions of this!
I guess I'll warn you that it is a strong M, so proceed at your own risk…

"Alicia… Alicia." She heard his voice in the distance, like it was from some other place far away. "Alicia, wake up." Louder now, closer. She couldn't tell if it was a dream or not, it felt like a dream but it felt real too. She had only recently started staying over at Will's apartment and not just escaping there after work for a quickie before she went home and pretended to be the same flawless wife Alicia Florrick, who was ever-so-faithful to her cheating bastard of a husband. So every time she woke up to a different ceiling, a different set of sheets, and different arms around her body, she thought it was a dream. She'd soon realize it wasn't and sigh with relief that she was actually being held by Will in his own bed. She'd feel relief when she remembered that it was Will's hand that traced up and down her back, that it was Will's leg draped over her own, and that it was Will's soft brown eyes she'd look into every time she opened hers.

It was something foreign to her at first and sometimes she'd inadvertently shy away from his touch no matter how comforting it was to her. It was just something different, something unusual but she got used to it. Not to say it like that, like she didn't appreciate how much his touch meant to her, but she just knew that it was Will's rough hands moving across her cheek, down her neck, sliding down her body... If she really thought about it, she'd wonder if she would actually ever get used to his touch, because every time his fingertips landed somewhere on her body the skin would sing and burn at his touch. She could almost literally feel her blood rushing to that one spot, yearning for his touch to reach every fiber of her being and never leave.

She moved her head gently against the pillow and became aware that she was still in his bed. "I can tell you're awake, you moved." His voice was right in her ear. She carefully opened her eyes, frightful of how bright the morning light would be, but there was no light. Only Will's moonlit face. She could make out a smile he was forming. "Finally." She wasn't sure if she was mad at him for waking her up, she should be, but with that face she caught a glimpse of through the moonlight and his cheeky smile she could forgive him for anything.

"Will…" She managed to let out with a sleepy hoarse tone.

"You look so beautiful in the moonlight, in my bed." She turned her head into the fluffy pillow, again not sure if she should be annoyed for waking her up just to tell her that.

"Go to sleep Will." She tried, still in a low voice.

"I can't, not while you're here." She was too tired to be mad at him, so she just went silent hoping he would too. But then she felt his hand against her stomach. He slowly moved his hand around her waist, and trailed up her back. There was no denying that she preferred his touch when comparing it to Peter's. It was softer, gentler. Like she was made of crystal and the slightest touches would cause her to crack and become ruined. He'd treat her like a porcelain doll, one that must never be played with, and she liked being so precious to someone. She knew it could be frustrating to be treated with such care, but Will also knew when she needed to be thrown against a wall or a desk and be fucked mercilessly with most of their clothes still on.

"Alicia…" He whispered into her ear, and then kissed her cheek ever so softly.

"What?" She turned her head enough to see him directly eye to eye, and he had that look on his face, and she understood completely why she was being woken up in the middle of the night. "Will, really?"

"I want you; you just look so perfect right now."

"Am I not perfect at other times?" It wasn't necessarily being mean, or petty, but he had just woken her up after all. A woman needs her beauty sleep to seem so perfect to a man who is sleeping with her.

"You're always perfect. You just look extra perfect right now, and I must have you." He groaned into her ear.

"We have to get up early tomorrow, go to sleep." She should have tried harder to get him to sleep, but she liked using 'we'. It wasn't often when she could say it, but it always gave her a fulfilled feeling of some sort when she did, so she took the opportunity when it arose.

"Alicia…" He started to beg. It almost actually hurt her when he did that, she knew that he knew she was useless against him begging and pleading with her like that. It didn't take much for her to surrender and fall into his arms.

"What's the time?"

"Near one thirty this morning." And instead of wanting to get a proper night's sleep like she needed so desperately, she just reached her hand up to his face and pulled him in for a kiss. He pulled her closer to him until they were pressed against each other. Will parted his lips slightly and their tongues met delicately. She didn't know how but he tasted salty and sweet, like salted caramel, and she wanted more. It reminded her of going to the drive-in cinema and having a bag of caramel covered popcorn to eat. She became more forceful with her lips and tongue, Will fought back with equal force. He pressed against her more so she turned onto her back and he was hovering above her. He stopped his attack on her lips for a minute and pulled back. He looked at her with so much intensity, an incredibly loving gaze. The moonlight from his curtain-less window fell perfectly on his face and she saw his look, and it stirred something inside her, somewhere deep inside. She couldn't pin down whether it was good or bad, probably both but she stopped thinking about it, not ready to let her mind fall where that would eventually lead, and just closed her eyes and reached back up to his lips.

She gently wrapped one leg of hers around one of his and smoothly brushed it up against his thigh and body. He let his weight fall onto one arm and he let the other reach back to her leg and pulled it up even further, while his hand slowly went up her thigh. She unintentionally let out a soft moan and he chuckled quietly.

"You seem to be happy being woken up." He whispered to her.

"I wouldn't say that."

"No?" He asked in fake disbelief. He kissed her swiftly on the lips once more, and then started to leave a trail of hot, wet kisses across her jaw and then down her neck. He didn't stop at the base of her neck, he continued until reached her breast. She felt his tongue move softly over her nipple, which only made it harder than it was. He started to suck softly, and she let out another moan.

"Happy yet?" He breathed.

"Mmm, not quite." She tested. She was teasing him, like always, and it was always received loud and clear on his end, this was no exception. He left a burning path of kisses back up to her lips. She ran her fingers through his hair and pulled him closer to her, deepening the kiss with all she could give. Will's hand left her side and returned to her thigh. He rubbed his hand up first then let it fall down to the inside of her thigh. His fingers reached right to the end of her thigh and he paused for a moment. She twisted faintly underneath him, needing him to continue.

"Uh uh, what do you say?" She looked at him tantalizingly, she couldn't believe he was going there. Or more rather, not going there.

"Will, please. Please." She begged, but it was extremely authentic begging. He grinned and let his fingers brush over her hot center. Her legs involuntarily spread open a little. She felt two of his fingers enter her and she let out an emphatic groan. She gripped his hair harder in her fingers unconsciously and reached her other arm over Will's back, softly clawing him as he slowly teased his fingers in and out of her. Her breathing got heavier, more needy and Will slipped in a third finger. She arched her back and writhed slowly beneath him, forgetting that he had stopped kissing her lips and was focused on her neck. The combination was getting to be too much, she needed everything more. He quickened the pace of his fingers and started to rub her clit with his thumb. She moaned a couple times, louder, which motivated Will. He altered his pace, bringing her to the edge a couple times and then letting her fall back down.

"Happy now then?" She could tell it was his voice but it had started to go back to that faraway place again. She mumbled incoherently and she knew Will would know what to do. She couldn't open her eyes, the pleasure was too intense. He removed his fingers and steadied himself between her legs, which were already starting to wrap around him. She didn't feel him move at all so she opened her eyes to see what he was doing and when their eyes met he pushed into her slowly, deep into her until she couldn't take him anymore. Alicia moaned loudly, overlapping Will's heavy groan. Her legs gripped even tighter around him, pulling him into her even more, filling her further, and they moaned together once again. He started to move slowly in and out, letting her adjust to him. She didn't need to adjust, she just needed him. She arched back up against him, and Will quickened his movements and pushed harder, getting even deeper within her.

Will kissed her lips again, sucking on her bottom lip. She slip her tongue into his mouth slightly and let it come together with his. He continued to swiftly thrust into her. He soon began to slow his attacks.

"And what's the verdict now?" He said against her cheek. She chuckled distractedly.

"Happy." And Will thrusted into her hard, out of rhythm, catching her unexpectedly. She screamed his name loudly into the dark room. She arched her back and gripped Will tighter. She started to near her edge but she needed something extra to send her over.

"Will…" She pleaded into the air. Without pause or inquiry he reached down between her legs, pressing her clit hard. She moaned and screamed into the air, completely going over the edge and reaching her climax. A few more pressured thrusts and Will came, groaning loudly close to her ear. She shook beneath him, Will moving slowly in and out of her a few more times and collapsed beside her.

The sound of their breathing filled the dark night, but eventually subsided. She turned over to him and reached a leg and her arm over him. He stretched his arm out and let her crawl beside him and rest her head on his shoulder.

"Not a bad midnight wakeup call I'd say." Will murmured into her hair and kissed her head. She giggled heartedly and wriggled closer against him.

"The best." He started to stroke her hair, trying to tame it a little from so recently getting messed up. It was definitely the best way she'd ever been woken up, Alicia thought and kissed his chest before falling asleep to the soft sound of his heartbeat.