Two updates in as many days! Wow I need to get a life! But alas, here I am, this takes places just before S02E01. Nothing much else to add except thank you to everyone who had taken the time to review - it really makes writing this worth it!
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Hope you all enjoy!
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"What about James Lang?" Diane offered, rolling off her partner and falling contently into his ruined sheets.
"You were thinking about James Lang just now?" Will replied breathlessly, turning onto his side and propping himself up on his elbow. Diane giggled biting her bottom lip as she looked up at him from the pillow.
"No," She laughed, curling a slim hand around his jaw and pulling his lips to hers. His mouth opened at her urging and she slid her tongue passed his lips, kissing him deeply. The lazy kiss continued for a few breathless moments before Will pulled back to meet her blue eyes.
"What about Shelly Brown?" He countered as Diane pulled his navy sheets up to cover her torso. With a quirked eyebrow, she met his winning grin.
"We are not bringing on Shelly Brown!" She said seriously, her eyes widening pointedly.
"Why not?" Will questioned, shifting his body so his chest was pressed to her arm. Diane rolled her eyes, her indignation clear even in the dimly lit bedroom.
"No." She supplied quickly.
"She's a nice person-" Will attempted, fighting back a smile of his own.
"She's certifiable!" Diane replied her voice screeching slightly.
"She's eccentric!" He retorted, his fingers tangling into her gold locks and tucking the strands neatly behind her ear, his face now hovering over hers.
"She's insane!" Diane implored meeting his gaze meaningfully. No longer able to keep up the façade Will cracked and burst into a loud laugh. Diane's eyes thinned as she looked up at him, her mind piecing together how he'd played her. "You were screwing with me?" She confirmed with a smirk.
"You made it so easy!" Will replied through his laughter.
"You're gonna pay!" Diane stated, pushing him off her and swinging her body on top of his; straddling his hips. Will lay shocked staring up at the very gorgeous, very naked body of his partner. Diane bent forward as a slow seductive smile slid onto his lips, her hands coming to rest on either side of his head. Her hair fell in a curtain around their faces as she bent further and kissed his waiting lips. Will groaned at the contact, his hands moving up to grasp her waist and keep her in place.
Pulling back when the need for oxygen became too much, Diane stared at Will pensively.
"What about George Shepherd?" She offered pensively.
"No!" Will shot back too quickly and Diane cocked her head to the side, sitting up on his lap and allowing him to move until his back rested against the headboard.
"Why not?" She asked curiously. "He's the perfect candidate, a great client list, and the social connections we'd need to expand, not to mention he's an incredible lawyer!" She continued, watching as Will began shaking his head, his pale skin lit up by the slivers of light sneaking in from the street.
"We can't." He said again and Diane opened her mouth another question hanging on her lips. "We, uh, we have a history." Will admitted with a gulp and Diane's blue eyes locked on his green. "I used to go out with his wife." Her partner continued with a shrug, his hands resting on her lips as she sat in his lap. Diane frowned at that not understanding why that would be a problem, her eyes searched his face for an answer. Will's eyes shone guiltily and Diane shook her head.
"Before or after they were married?" She queried seriously and Will shifted uncomfortably.
"During." He mumbled softly.
"Oh good God!" Diane rolled her eyes exasperated.
"Sorry," Will said sheepishly and Diane couldn't help how her face softened at his boyish expression.
"You're intolerable." She told him, leaning forward slightly to kiss him again, wanting to ease even the slightest hint of an argument. It was no business of hers who he slept with, married or not. They'd made that much clear the night of the Charity Gala. No strings and no jealousy, although they were both finding out that the latter was a little more difficult to execute. Pulling back Diane smiled as Will's mouth followed hers, his eyes still closed and lips puckered from their kiss. Blinking his green eyes open he matched her grin.
"What about Addison Clark?" He suggested and Diane scoffed.
"So you can cause a sexual harassment suit? I don't think so." She replied with a smirk and a knowing look.
"I would not!" He replied petulantly and Diane threw her head back in a loud carefree laugh.
"Her legs are twice as long as her body!" She stated smirking as she shook her head.
"So?" Will shrugged nonchalantly. "It wouldn't be the first time I worked closely with a woman that had distracting legs" He offered slyly, bouncing his eyebrows suggestively. Diane cackled at that, appreciating the complement but also not falling for his pretty words.
"Maybe not, but it would be the first time we were sued for it."
"I resent that!" He said in mock outrage.
"Oh, poor baby!" She cooed mockingly, her dainty hand coming up to his cheek as she leant forward to give him a soft kiss. Pulling back she pouted, her eyes big and sarcastic as she met his.
"You know, I'm starting to think you just don't want another woman around!" Will hinted, with a smirk and Diane shook her head.
"You're distracted enough as it is." She offered, her fingers dancing lazily across his chest as she met his eyes, their faces only inches apart.
"By you!" He retorted, his breathing deepening at her touch on his bare skin. Diane grinned slyly.
"Damn straight." She whispered before leaning in and kissing him deeply. Will's hands came up to rest on her back; holding her snuggly to him. The pair kissed hotly, Diane's hips rocking ever so slightly into his pelvis as her hands wandered. Will growled, pulling back and letting his mouth trail down her throat, his lips leaving slow bruising kisses on her skin.
"What about George Macy?" He mumbled into the nape of her neck, his teeth scratching across her skin and causing her to gasp.
"Too old." She responded breathlessly, her fingers threaded through his hair and holding his mouth to her chest. Will nipped his way down her collarbone, dipping sexily lower and taking a nipple into his mouth.
Diane moaned as his tongue swirled around the erect nub, her hips grinding against him roughly.
"Matt Kent?" She offered in a sigh, her eyes rolling back in her head, as his grip on her hips forced them into his growing erection.
"Too young." He replied releasing her breast as he lifted his head to meet her gaze.
"David Lee?" She joked with a wicked grin and Will thrust his hips up, his body touching hers in the most intimate way.
"Please don't ever say that name while we're in bed together." Will begged with a worried look and Diane chuckled lowly.
"And whose name should I be saying?" She flirted as her hands dipped down to angle him into her wet heat. Will groaned as he slipped into her, her low moan of satisfaction making him impossibly harder.
"I think you know," He replied with a knowing smirk and Diane ducked forward to kiss his lips as she began rocking against him. Their bodies withered and ground against each other as they both crawled closer and closer to orgasm. Diane pulled away from his lips, moving her own to the skin just below his ear.
"Will," She gasped breathily and Will groaned. Diane smiled still moving with him, her pleasure building as she continued to coo his name into his ear. "God, Will, Will, yes. Oh Will! Right there!" Her seductive repetition of his name had Will thrusting into her harder; her breathy whines turning him on even more. God she was sexy when she was moaning his name. "Fuck me, Will. Fuck me." She continued and Will's eyes rolled back in his head at her language. Diane didn't often curse, but when she did, Lord, it was almost enough to make him come right then and there. There was something incredibly dirty about the way her mouth curled around profanity.
Slipping a large hand between them, Will upped his game as he rubbed her roughly, once, twice, until she was shouting his name louder and louder as she came. Her body shook and shivered, the contracting of her muscles pulling him over the edge with her; his lips mumbling a cry of her name into her damp shoulder.
It was a long while before they had calmed their breathing enough to speak. Diane shifted off of him, wincing as he slid out of her.
"God you're hot when you're screaming my name!" Will remarked in a pant, shuffling down so they were lying side by side, the covers tucked neatly around their torsos. Diane pressed her lips together happily, her eyes showing the effect his comment had on her. If she was hot calling his name, he was downright blistering as he mumbled hers. The partners lay silently for a long while, just watching each other, occasionally smiling or chuckling softly.
"There's a lawyer from DC, I've been hearing good things about." She spoke up; her eyes drooping as the promise of sleep slowly seduced her.
"Yeah?"
"His name is Bond."
"James Bond?" He teased and Diane laughed, shifting closer to him to rest her head against his bare chest.
"Derrick." She supplied as Will curled his arms around her, their legs tangling together as they both got comfortable. "He's a good litigator and he has a wonderful client list. He'd be a big asset."
"What's the catch?" Will questioned sleepily, pressing a kiss to the crown of her head.
"He's young." Diane replied through a yawn, snuggling deeper into his chest. "But so were you once…" She trailed off. Will snorted, his eyes closing as he was pulled toward sleep.
"As long as he doesn't replace me," He muttered only half joking. Diane smiled against his skin, her body starting to drift off.
"Never," She mumbled faintly before both of them fell asleep. Secure in each other's arms, the partners rested comfortably, happy in the knowledge that Derrick Bond could be the answer to all their problems.
