Paul leaned forward until Will was forced to lie back against the blanket, never breaking the kiss. He loomed over Will taking control of the kiss, kissing Will almost savagely, pouring all of his emotions into it. He was so relieved that Will still wanted him after finding out about Sonny being a part of his past.
Will wrapped his arms around Paul's torso, pulling at him until he was flush against Will's chest. He groaned into Paul's mouth at the contact of Paul's hard body against his. His hands went to the hem of Paul's shirt pushing the material out of his way, tunneling underneath Paul's undershirt until they came into contact with naked skin.
Paul was startled when he felt Will's cool fingers against the skin of his back. He could not stop the shudder that ran through him. Breaking the kiss, he backed up far enough to seek and find Will's eyes. They were darker than Paul had seen them before and clouded with desire.
Will's fingers traced the sensitive area of Paul's sides. "Hmmmm" Paul hummed, leaning down kissing Will again, trailing his lips over to Will's ear, pressing kisses along his throat.
Will's pulse was racing, the blood licking through his veins like fire. He drew his leg up wrapping it around Paul's hip rubbing himself against Paul, trying to create a friction that would bring him some relief from the raging inferno that was building inside of him.
"Will…" Paul gasped.. pulling back until he had created a small space in between them. "We have to stop." He said softly.
"Don't want to." Will denied, pulling Paul forward trying to bring their bodies back into contact.
Paul rested his forehead against Will's. Giving him that much. "Me either." He said, "But I also don't want the first time we make love to be on a blanket, on the cold ground, in a very public place." He said.
"Oh." Will said, looking around them dazed. "I guess I forgot where we are." He said.
"Come on let me take you home." Paul said, moving off of Will.
Abigail was propped up on the sofa in Will's living room. 'The Notebook' was playing on the TV, Arianna was asleep in her crib, and she was glancing through the latest magazine that had been delivered to her tablet during the boring parts. She looked at the time, it was still early and she didn't expect that Will would be home for a few hours. The benefit he was covering for the paper was not supposed to be over until about Six O'clock and then Will had said that he and Paul were going out for dinner, so she figured he would be back between eight and nine. Therefore she had plenty of time to finish the movie and wash her dishes from the snack she had made herself earlier.
Her phone startled her when it rang out loudly announcing that she had a new text message. She picked up the phone and looked at the message. It was a frantic message from her mother.
"JJ has been in a car wreck… meet me at the hospital as soon as you can get there." It read.
Abigail took a deep breath and texted back that she would be there ASAP. She thought for a minute trying to decide if she should wake Ari and take her to the hospital with her. Finally she decided that she could probably just call Marlena or Sami or someone to come and watch her for an hour or so while she went and checked on JJ, then she could come right back.
Abigail called Marlena, Sami, Lucas, Caroline, Maggie… and no one was answering. She called Will's number and it went directly to voice mail. Finally she gave up and called the one person that she knew would answer.
She pressed the contact on her phone… it began to ring… "Come on, come on, come on pick up" she chanted.
"Hello." He answered.
"I need a favor." Abigail said.
"Name it." He answered.
"I am at Will's babysitting Arianna and mom just texted to say that JJ was in a car accident and was taken to the ER. Can you come sit with her, while I run over and check on him, I promise I will come right back."
"I don't know if that is such a good idea or not." He said.
"I have called everyone else." Abigail said, "You are my last hope and I will only be gone for an hour tops… Please." She cried.
"Okay, Okay. I am on my way." He relented.
"Thank you." Abby said disconnecting the call.
She went to the kitchen and threw her dishes in the dishwasher, and then went to check on Arianna to make sure she was still sleeping. Then she had nothing to do but pace back and forth in the small space in between the couch and the door.
Finally there was a soft knock on the door. She ran over and opened it, grabbing her purse on the way.
"Arianna is asleep, I just checked on her. She will probably stay asleep until she is ready to eat again, which should be around eight o'clock. I will run over and check on JJ and then I will come back as soon as I can. I don't think Will is going to be home till around nine. Just make yourself at home." She rattled off instructions, one word tumbling into the next.
"Go…." They said. "I've got this. Let me know about JJ."
"Thank you. I really owe you for this." She said.
"Yeah.. you do." They agreed.
Abigail turned and hurried off, feeling guilty but knowing that she had not really had a choice.
Will was mostly silent on the way back to his apartment complex. He had a virtual war waging inside him. He couldn't believe that Sonny had proposed to Paul, couldn't believe that in all their time together Sonny had never even mentioned Paul. He was furious with Sonny, for not telling him about Paul and also for trying to warn Paul to leave him alone. Who did he think he was? He had his life with Brian, a life that he had no intentions on giving up… so why would he try to deny Will any happiness. He knew he should be upset with Paul too, but considering his own past, he could sort of understand why Paul had kept silent. But Sonny had nothing to lose.
Paul pulled into a parking space and killed the engine. Will had been very quiet and he wasn't sure where his mind was at. The last thing he had wanted to do was hurt Will in any way. But he knew that Will was hurting now, and he had played a part in it.
"I will walk you to your door." Paul said, getting out. He went around and opened Will's door waiting for him to get out. When Will stepped out, and Paul took his hand and twined their fingers together. They walked silently to his door. Paul was trying to figure out something to say, anything to make Will feel better about this whole situation.
When they stopped in front of the door, Paul opened his mouth to apologize again but was surprised when Will reached out with his freed hand and wrapped it around the back of his neck, pulling him closer, He brought their mouths together, his tongue invaded his mouth, tentatively touching the roof of his mouth, gliding along his tongue, skimming along his teeth.
Paul stood perfectly still, letting Will have full control of the kiss and whatever else may or may not happen. He groaned with the effort. He wanted nothing more than to drag Will to him, and feel his entire body plastered against his own, but he didn't want him to feel pressured.
Will sighed into his mouth, eventually breaking the kiss in order to breathe. He drug in a ragged breath before he pressed small kisses along his jaw line, suckling the sensitive skin just below his ear, until a faint purplish bruise came into view.
"Will…." Paul gasped. "I have to go."
"No.." Will whispered. "I don't want you to go."
Paul's eyes slid closed. His body temperature rose a few more degrees, when Will licked over his collar bone.
Paul's body shuddered under Will's ministrations. He skimmed his nose up the column of Paul's throat until his mouth was against the shell of his ear. "I want you to stay with me tonight." He whispered.
Paul's head snapped up. He looked Will in the eye. "Are you sure?" he asked, "Because we don't have to do this tonight. I'm not going anywhere."
Will held his gaze for a long moment…. "I know, but this is what I want…. I am asking you to make love to me, now…. Tonight." He said.
Paul reached out and pulled Will roughly against him, he took his mouth in a blistering kiss. Will wobbled on his feet under the assault of Paul's kiss, and they fell against the door frame, Will's elbow bumping into the door.
Sonny looked at the clock, It was just about Eight O'clock and he had just finished feeding Arianna her bottle, and put her back down. It was the first time that Sonny had spent any real amount of time with the baby. Most of the time when Will dropped by the coffee shop he was on his way to or from class and she was with a babysitter. This was certainly the first time that he had been alone with her. She was precious and Sonny could easily fall in love with her.
He stood over her and watched her sleep, imaging how different his life could have been….. if he hadn't been so bitter and stubborn about Will lying to him. If he had just given into his feelings and went back to Will before it was too late, before he had gotten so involved with Brian, before Brian had proposed to him. He loved Brian, a lot actually. But not like he had loved Will. He had never loved anyone like he had loved Will….. not even Paul. Will had consumed his life, Will had been buried so deep in his heart that he wasn't sure where he ended and Will began. That was what had been so gut wrenching when he had found out that Will had lied to him over and over and over again. He had been ripped apart by that because he had trusted Will above all others.
If he had just listened to his father, when he had asked to wait… cautioning him not to rush into anything with Brian until he was completely sure he was over Will. If someone had pointed out to him months ago that Will was waiting for him… things could have been so different now. He could be a father right now. He and Will could be raising this beautiful little girl together.
Sonny closed his eyes against the pain that twisted somewhere deep within him. He knew he had to find a way to let Will go…. Will was moving on now, with Paul so it seemed… and his place was with Brian. He had to accept it. He knew he could not live his life with one foot in each world. He took a shuddering breath, as a single tear slid down his face. He wiped it away and turned away from the crib.
Sonny reached into his back pocket, pulling out his phone, he started composing a text to Abigail asking her to please hurry up. He needed to get the hell out of there. He was tired of playing the 'what if' game. He stopped when he heard a soft knock on the door. He shoved the phone back in his pocket and hurried out into the living room, it had to be her.
Sonny reached the door and pulled it open. "I was just about to text you…." He said.