Will closed the door behind them and reached out grabbing Paul by the hand. He pulled Paul to him and wrapped his arms around him tightly.
"Now where were we?" he asked, kissing Paul lightly on the lips.
Paul put his arms around Will, he fit their bodies together and held him close. "This feels about right." he said.
"Uh huh." Will said snuggling closer. "I think here." he said when he was as close as possible."
"That's nice too." Paul said.
"Ummhmm" Will agreed, leaning up and touching his lips to Paul's.
Paul groaned at the simple pressure. He opened his mouth over Will's and flicked his tongue against the seam of his lips asking for entrance.
Will opened his mouth, allowing Paul to explore. His tongue tangled and danced with Paul's. Paul's hands went to his hips, his fingers digging in, holding him as close as possible.
Will wrapped his arms around Paul's neck, his fingers creeping into the dark hair at the nape of his neck, tugging him impossibly closer. Paul sighed into his mouth and deepened the kiss. His tongue stroking Will's rhythmically.
Wills hips moved against Paul's of their own accord, seeking friction, searching for relief. Paul was happy to oblige, he walked forward, backing Will up until his back was flat against the door. He reached up and pulled Will's hands from around his neck and pinned them against the door above his head.
His mouth ravaged Will's, exploring every nook and cranny, his hips rocked against Will's insistently.
Will kissed him back fervently, and wriggled his wrists until Paul let go. His hands immediately went to Paul's waist, tunneling under his shirt. He wanted to feel Paul's bare skin beneath his palms.
Paul moaned at the feel of Will's fingers creeping up his chest. That was all the encouragement Will needed. He pulled and tugged the shirt until Paul got the idea and helped him to get it over his head.
Will pushed Paul back, feasting his eyes on the other man's chest. He tucked his bottom lip between his teeth. Paul was even more gorgeous than he remembered.
Paul allowed him a minute to gaze, before he smiled brightly, "Now yours." he said. He grabbed the front of Will's shirt and used it to pull him forward. Paul slid the buttons free one by one, until Will got tired of waiting. "Ugh." he said as he reached over his shoulder and tugged the shirt over his head, then dropped it on the floor.
"Come here." Will said… pulling Paul forward. He stood on his tip toes, and pressed a kiss to Paul's lips, his jaw, then he trailed his lips down his neck and licked over his collar bone tasting the saltiness of his skin. Paul moaned loudly and let his head fall back giving Will room to explore.
Will's hands slid down his chest, his thumbs grazing Paul's nipples. He felt them harden under his palms as he continued his exploration.
Paul stayed still as long as he could before, he backed up, slipping his fingers into the waistband of Will's jeans pulling him forward. Paul walked backwards until the backs of his knees were against the edge of the bed. He scrambled onto the bed, pulling Will down with him. He wrapped his hand around the back of Will's neck. Paul kissed him soundly on his lips, before he rolled them over and pushed him back against the bed.
Finally, Will was on his back beneath him, Paul threw a leg over him, straddling Will. He trailed his fingers over Will's skin, tracing his collar bone, down the center of his chest. Will shivered as Paul followed the trail with his mouth, pressing kisses to every inch of Wills chest.
Will wriggled beneath him, oohing and aching at the sensations. He had pushed all of his memories of being with Paul away once he had ended their relationship but, they were back front and center, all the ways that Paul made him feel, all the things he could do to his body that made him want to beg for release.
Will reached up, trailing his hands up and down Paul's arms, gripping his shoulders, down his sides to his thighs. Paul pulled Will's hand to his mouth, kissed his open palm, his wrist, nibbling on his forearm.
Will sat up, capturing Paul's lips with his own. Will kissed him deeply. Paul's hands rested on his back, stroking him gently.
When they broke apart, Will leaned his forehead against Paul's. Their breath mingled together. He closed his eyes, trying to reel in his spiraling emotions.
Paul put his fingers under Will's chin and brought their lips together again, he kissed him softly, laying Will back again, and stretching out over him.
Will curled one of his legs over Paul's, rubbing against him. His fingers went to the button on Paul's jeans. He pulled it open and tugged the zipper down. "God, I've missed this." he whispered, shoving at the offending clothes, trying to get them out of his way.
Paul froze, sitting up, abruptly breaking all contact with Will. He sat back on his heels on the bed beside Will. "What did you just say?" he asked looking at the other man curiously.
Will closed his eyes, "damn it", he swore under his breath. "I don't remember, it was probably nothing important." he said reaching for Paul trying to pull him back into a kiss.
"Will, You said, 'I've missed this.'.." Paul said, pausing to give Will time to respond. Watching the emotions play across his face.
"I've missed kissing and touching you like this." Will admitted. "We haven't really had any physical contact since that night in the park… remember?" he asked.
"The night we ran into Sonny." Paul asked.
Will nodded mutely.
The mention of Sonny was like a dash of cold water in his face. "God… Will…. We can't do this." Paul said, thinking clearly for the first time since he stepped into Will's apartment. He scooted off of the bed and went over retrieving his shirt from the floor. He started to put it on.
Will scrambled off the bed. "What? Wait, why?" he asked. He reached out and put his hand on Paul's arm, stopping his motion. "I don't understand." he said.
"Sonny." Paul said, just the one word like it explained everything.
"What about him?" Will asked. "I thought we were past that, you were just as into it as I was."
"Will…." Paul said, He turned around pulling the shirt over his head. He straightened it before he turned back around. "It's not what you think." he said.
"Then tell me, explain it to me." Will said, "Because right now my brain is telling me that you are still hung up on him and I don't want to believe that." he bent over and picked up his own shirt, unbuttoning the last few buttons before he slipped it over his shoulders. He left it hanging open but crossed his arms over his chest.
Will looked hurt, and Paul wanted nothing more than to go to him and reassure him, that he wanted him, not Sonny... but if he touched Will again right now, he wouldn't be able to stop. "No!" Paul said. "Obviously I am not thinking about Sonny…. at all," he motioned to the bed, "Not with what almost happened between us but you are still married to him."
"That's what all of this is about?" Will asked. "I'm sorry, I should have told you already."
"Told me what?" Paul asked.
"I told Sonny that I am filing for divorce." Will said.
"You did?" Paul asked. "When?"
"The other day." Will said.
"What made you decide to do that?" Paul asked.
Because it wasn't fair to let Sonny think that I was going to wake up one day and come back to him." Will said, "That isn't going to happen. He came to the apartment to talk. He was still really upset about seeing us in the park and I just felt like I needed to tell him."
"That is a huge decision." Paul said. "Are you sure, this is what you want?" he asked.
"Definitely. " Will said.
"How did Sonny take it?" Paul asked
"About like I expected him to, he accused me of not giving him a real chance. He said I never let him get close to me. He even tried to convince me to stay with him for Ari's sake."
"Wow." Paul said. "And you are 100% sure this is what you want?"
"I have already filed the papers," Will said. "Mainly because I didn't want to cheat on Sonny again, I hurt him like that once and I don't want to do it again, but I want to be with you." He reached out toward Paul.
Paul took his hand, lacing their fingers together, before he reached for the other hand and repeated the action. "And you will, we will be together." Paul said.
Will smiled and moved forward, connecting their bodies once more, He put his hand on the back of Paul's neck pulling him down for a kiss.
Paul turned his head at the last minute and Will's lips landed on his cheek. "Not tonight though." he said, when Will pouted at him. He laughed, pulling Will into his arms, hugging him tight.
"It's over between me and Sonny." Will said. "Why do we have to wait?"
"You just said that you don't want to cheat again, and I don't want to ask you to." Paul said. "There will be plenty of opportunities. Besides this was only our second official date."
"Fine." Will said begrudgingly.
"I should go." Paul said, "I only have so much willpower." he teased.
"See you tomorrow?" Will asked.
"Sure." Paul agreed readily.
Will raised up on his tiptoes again. "Night." he whispered before capturing Paul's mouth one more time.
Paul parted his lips giving Will the access that he knew he wanted. Will's tongue tangled with his, then glided over his teeth, teasing the roof of his mouth. Before he finally released him and stood back.
"Night." Paul repeated back to him feeling behind him for the door knob, when he found it he wrenched the door open and hurried out.
Will chuckled and shut the door, at least he knew Paul wasn't completely immune to his charms.
Once in his own apartment, Paul stripped and went straight to the shower. He turned the water to cool and stepped in. God he wanted Will… and it would have been so easy to say to hell with right and wrong and just take what had been so freely offered. But he didn't want Will to regret anything. Especially with him not able to remember his past…
"God, I've missed this." that's what Will had said tonight. For a split second Paul had thought Will had his memory back, and it had scared the hell out of him. The fire in his blood had quickly turned to ice.
Paul got out of the shower and dried quickly before going into the bedroom and slipping into bed. He tossed and turned. He had pent up nervous energy and couldn't seem to get settled in one position.
How much more of this emotional roller coaster could he take, he had been with Will, and was beginning to feel things he had thought he never would feel again. Then Will had revealed that he was not only married ,but married to Sonny and he had broken things off with him, then Will died and he got his beloved Sonny back, then all the sudden Will was alive and Sonny dropped him again, and then in a particularly twisted turn of events, amnesiac Will didn't want Sonny, amnesiac Will wants him. He was just starting to let his guard down, and allow himself to feel something again. If Will remembered his past, the cycle would start all over again. Paul wasn't sure he could take it, but the alternative was hoping that Will never got his memory back and that didn't feel right either.
He closed his eyes, trying to calm his troubled thoughts. It was hard to be calm, tonight wasn't the first time he had felt that nudge of fear, that sixth sense, clawing at him, telling him that something wasn't quite right... What was that Will has said before, the night he had found him so upset in his apartment, he had said he understood why Sonny wanted to punish him. Like he remembered exactly why Sonny would have left him, exactly what he had done to deserve being punished. He had felt the cold fingers of fear gripping him that night as well. His first thought then had been that Will had his memory back, but that was insane, surely Will would say something.. right? What reason would he have to hide it?
Paul dismissed his thoughts as crazy. He could not keep thinking stuff like that or he was going to make himself nuts. He turned over and pulled the covers up around him, even though it was chilly outside he had still turned the air conditioner on, it was an old habit of his. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the steady hum, and finally he drifted into a fitful sleep.
Will turned from the door and looked at the bed. The spread was wrinkled and the pillows were in a disarray. He groaned, "Damnit" he said to the empty room. "Why did I have to bring up Sonny?" he could literally kick his own ass for that mistake.
He flipped down across the bed sighing, if he hadn't brought Sonny's name up, Paul would still be here with him right now. Paul would be buried inside him making him scream out his name… yes, he remembered in great detail they ways that Paul could bring him to his knees, or maybe he would be buried in Paul, they had never had any trouble in that area.
But once he had let it slip that he had been missing Paul, there wasn't another way to get out of the sticky situation he had created. He hadn't had a choice, the only alternative would have been to tell Paul that he remembered everything.
He thought about the possible outcomes of that. On one hand Paul could be happy for him, and relieved that finally he had his memory… or he could be pissed because Will had been lying to him, and if he was pissed, would he go back to Sonny. That was a chance that he wasn't sure he was willing to take.
So the alternative was to keep it a secret. It wasn't anybody's business anyway. It was his prerogative if he didn't want everyone to know that he remembered. Hopefully no one would ever know the difference.
