"Tessa...Tessa," William Herondale's tired, ice-blue eyes slowly fluttered open as he turned over, his body following the sound of harsh groans. James Carstairs was having another nightmare.
His porcelain skin glistened with a fine sheen of sweat, silver hair plastered to his forehead. His cheeks were flushed a deep pink, the faint blush traveling down his slender neck. "Tessa," Jem groaned again, his eyes shut tight and head swinging from side to side. Will gently tugged the sheets gathered around Jem's shoulders to just below his hips, hoping to cool him down.
Will's tongue grew parched and seemed to swell when his gaze traveled down Jem's panther-like body, long and lean. Although his intentions were pure, his thoughts were not.
A dull ache started just below his stomach as he observed Jem's puffy, pink nipples. They puckered into sharp little points as the cool night air washed over them. Will's mouth watered as he resisted the strong temptation to take those little, strawberry-colored circles into his mouth. They would probably taste sweet. He swallowed slowly, Adam's apple bobbing, when something lower caught his attention.
A thin line of silver hair started just below Jem's belly button, disappearing into the waistband of his white-cotton shorts. The ache in Will's stomach traveled even further down, to his cock. It pulsed with the faint stirrings of arousal, lifting into a heavy, blood-filled erection. Jem wasn't having a nightmare at all. He was having a wet dream.
The mushroom-head of his penis was clearly outlined in his thin shorts, and a wet circle of pre-come had gathered where the slit made contact with fabric. Jem groaned again, hips tilting up and rolling slightly. Will's throat worked, his heavy gaze transfixed on the thick lump of Jem's cock pulsing gently. He longed to strip away the cotton barrier and reveal the rock-hard shaft in all of its glory. He'd never seen Jem's bare cock before. He was ridiculously shy about his body.
Will's hand traveled down his heated skin, grasping his own cock in shaky fingers and stroking. He shuddered, eyes closing as he savored the pulsing ache. The pale shutters concealing startling blue opened again as Jem uttered another groan, kicking the sheets off completely and drawing his knees up. The shorts rode up with that movement, bunching up around his crotch.
Will didn't dare move, afraid to wake him and end the erotic show. His graceful fingers continued to move up and down his heated shaft, breath growing ragged as he felt his foreskin retract. Pre-come leaked from the sensitive slit as it gaped open, prepping for ejaculation. Jem's drawn up knees parted slighty as his hips drew up and back down, humping the air in short, graceful movements. Will's hand moved past the elastic waistband of his pajama pants, grasping the hot, heavy tube of his cock. His thumb, calloused from years of training, gently rasped a sensitive spot just under the damp crown. His hips jolted from that slight touch, back arching in ecstasy. Not wanting to come and make a mess, Will released his heated flesh with a regretful squeeze.
Jem was still moaning Tessa's name and rolling his hips up, his movements growing more frantic with each second. He was...he was beautiful. His features were almost doll-like in their delicacy.
Jem's silver eyebrows furrowed slightly as his hips made one more drawn out roll, body shuddering. The wetness at the tip of his cock expanded, spreading quickly. Will could see the shaft pulsing strongly, almost jumping, in release. He watched with wide eyes, his own cock pulsing painfully, scrotum drawn up tight against his groin. The groans escaping Jem's full, parted lips turned into sharp cries. His lithe legs spread even wider, hips thrusting wildly. "TESSA...TESSA...WILL!" Will's mouth formed a perfect circle of shock as Jem screamed his name in the throes of orgasm.
After awhile, Jem settled down. The front of his shorts clung to his softening penis, soaked with semen. His knees fell back down to the mattress as he rolled over, away from the lustful gaze of his parabatai. Will's own cock showed no signs of wilting anytime soon, and his sack was still drawn up painfully tight. He sighed, snuggling up to his best friend's back and placing a kiss onto his soft neck. Will didn't believe himself to be gay. Jem was the only boy he'd ever been attracted to. He was also extremely attracted to Tessa, a fact share by both Jem and himself.
Bisexual maybe?
He groaned as Jem wiggled in his sleep, his cute little butt rubbing against Will's still-rigid penis.
Not wanting to read too much into his strange feelings , Will forced his eyes closed and fell into a deep sleep, smiling slightly against the damp neck of the boy he knew would be the star of his own wet dream.