Chapter 12: Cherry
A/N: Okay, I am soooo sorry this took so long to update. All I can say is that I don't handle the holidays all that well. Anyway, thank you so much for the encouragement I have received, and for anyone who has not given up on me after I left you all hanging. On the up side, if we were to compare the smut ratio in this chapter to alcohol by volume, you have about 180 proof ahead of you ;-).
Finally, please don't be confused. The boys don't eat or drink anything in this chapter. The 'flavor' is entirely metaphorical, if you get my drift. Enjoy!
"I want you to make love to me."
Sonny didn't know if it was just his post-orgasmic haze, but looking at the gorgeous, naked body of his incredible boyfriend, he thought it might actually be glowing. It was as if this much beauty was too sacred to touch, too perfect to cover with his own mortal hands.
Will approached him slowly, the muscles of his shoulders, abs, and thighs moving languidly under the dim light cast by the lamp next to the door and the glow of the streetlight slipping in through the slats in the blinds. Sonny let his eyes cover every inch of flesh that Will had so graciously exposed to him. He was enthralled, unable to speak or move, unable to do anything other than marvel. His heart was quick and feathery in his chest, his mouth dry, and his—seriously?—his palms were a little sweaty.
Will stopped in front of Sonny, reaching out to caress his cheek before taking Sonny's hands gently in his, silently asking him to stand. Sonny did, slowly, barely aware of his own movements. Will leaned forward until his lips were almost touching Sonny's.
"Sonny?" Will's voice was low and raspy, and Sonny felt hot breath tickle his already tingling lips. He raised his eyes to meet Will's and saw blue fire burning into him.
"Hm?" He lifted his hand to drag his fingertips lightly against the pale skin of Will's chest.
"Are you okay?" His hand slid up Sonny's chest to his neck, rubbing gently. "You're not really breathing that much."
Sonny sharply exhaled a breath that had been trapped in his burning chest. Oh, yeah, breathing…I can do that. He slid his hand up to Will's shoulder. "Yeah, I'm…wow, your skin is so smooth…" He was distracted by the creamy softness of that flesh coving Will's collarbone, and the way it felt under his stroking thumb.
Will brushed his lips against Sonny's. "Sonny, are you…nervous?"
"A little. Aren't you?"
Will's hands slid back down Sonny's chest, tickling against the dark hairs there, his fingers grazing over Sonny's erect nipples. "I guess, but I'm more…excited." He took a step closer so that his hard-on rubbed against Sonny's stomach. "Obviously," he finished with his mouth against Sonny's ear. He pulled back slightly so Sonny could see his eyes. "I just want you so badly. My dreams are full of you. And I trust you…so much." He wrapped his arms around Sonny's shoulders and Sonny felt Will's breath against his ear when he said, "I want you inside of me, Sonny."
Sonny felt his knees go weak, and he had to focus on keeping himself upright for a moment. He slid his hands down Will's chest and stomach, then circled his arms around Will's waist, pulling him closer. With their bodies pressed firmly against each other, Will swiveled his hips slightly, creating just the right amount of friction. Sonny groaned and tried to form words.
"I dream about you too, Will. About this. About everything—your smile, your eyes…" He grinned impishly. "And I have a feeling I'm going to be dreaming about that tool belt from now on, too."
Will laughed, then pressed a warm, firm kiss to Sonny's lips. "You don't sound nervous anymore."
"Maybe nervous wasn't the right word. I just want to make you happy—to give you everything you want."
"You will." Will pushed Sonny against the bed, climbing on top of him when Sonny slid his way up toward the headboard. He kissed his cheek, his jaw, and then his neck. "You already do."
Will sighed contentedly when he felt Sonny wrap his arms around his waist, then slide his hands up and over the clenched muscles of Will's back. He let Sonny pull him closer, lower over his body until their chests were pressed snugly together and Will could feel Sonny's shaft becoming ever harder against his hip. Oh yay… And then, Will's equilibrium was suddenly thrown off as he was flipped onto his back. A gasp escaped him as he hit the mattress.
Sonny dipped his head down to suck at Will's earlobe, kiss along his jawline, and then lick a slow, warm path along the side of his neck. Will gasped and reached up to slide his fingers firmly into Sonny's thick, dark hair.
"Will," Sonny mumbled against his collarbone as he sucked and bit gently at Will's heated skin. "Will…you taste amazing." He slid one hand down Will's side and clutched at his hip. "You feel amazing."
Will gasped again as Sonny's able mouth moved lower and his tongue circled a sensitive nipple. "Sonny…" He didn't know if there were more words he was planning on saying, but that's all he got out before Sonny started trailing open-mouthed kisses down his stomach and Will couldn't think any more. His legs fell open instinctively to accommodate Sonny's body as he slithered lower and lower.
With his eyes closed, Will was caught off guard at the feeling of warm lips wrapping around the head of his cock. He grunted as his hips bucked involuntarily, and Sonny simultaneously took him farther into his mouth. Will's hands were still in Sonny's hair. He tried not to pull too hard at the thick strands, but Sonny was creating such a hot, growing need in him that he no longer felt in control of his own body.
Sonny was sucking, hard, his tongue moving deftly against Will's shaft, over the tip, around the head. Will felt more than heard a deep, dark moan rumble up from Sonny's throat, and it was like a coil suddenly tightened deliciously in his belly. He raised his head off the mattress to see Sonny swallowing him over and over again, and he took in a slow, deep breath.
"Sonny?"
Sonny moaned again, sucking firmly up and down Will's length once more before pulling off to respond. He kept a hand pumping Will while the other caressed his inner thigh, moving slowly and warmly up and down in loving strokes.
"Hm, Will? You okay, babe?"
Will let his head fall back to the bed and took another deep breath before raising it again. "Sonny, I'm just not sure…" Sonny's hands stilled and he watched Will's face intently.
"You—you're not sure?"
Will propped himself up on his elbows and replied quickly, "Oh, god, Sonny, it's not that! I'm sure about…oh, about this…"
Sonny had begun working his hands against Will's body once more, making it difficult to concentrate. He grinned up at Will. "Oh, good," he sighed on a relieved breath.
"It's just, I'm worried that if I—if I…come…now…oh man—" he gulped in a deep breath and his elbows slipped out from under him as Sonny's mouth covered him once more. After a few insistent strokes, Sonny raised his head again.
"Don't worry, honey. Come if you want to. We have time." He licked up the underside of Will's shaft. "We have hours." Will moaned loudly, both at that thought and the feeling of Sonny's hands, one of which was following his mouth up and down Will's shaft while the other massaged his balls and rubbed firmly at the spot just behind them.
When Will felt Sonny's mouth and one of his hands pull away from him, he opened his eyes just in time to see Sonny sucking on his own index finger. Then his hot mouth was once again covering Will's cock, and a moment later a slick fingertip began slowly circling his hole. Will flinched slightly at the new sensation. It almost tickled at first, until Sonny began applying more pressure and then—oh my—it was warm and tingly and amazing.
Breathing heavily, Will couldn't help but squirm under Sonny's touch, wordlessly willing him to slip that finger inside. But Sonny just continued lazily rubbing over Will's entrance while he increased the speed of his mouth up and down Will's shaft. Just when Will thought he would burst, Sonny finally pushed his finger gently into Will's quivering hole. With his head thrown back and his mouth open in a loud gasp, Will came forcefully into Sonny's mouth, his entire body vibrating through his climax.
With the taste of Will on his tongue and the tight warmth of Will's hole clenching around his finger, Sonny had to take a deep, steadying breath. He was trying not to let the idea of that tightness around his once more achingly hard cock overcome him. He wanted to focus on Will right now, wanted to sooth and comfort and caress his flushed skin as he finally started to relax against the bed. As Will's breath slowed to a more normal rate and his eyes began to flutter open, Sonny carefully pulled his finger out and began to gently rub the inside of Will's thigh. Will let out a quiet whimper.
"Sonny…Sonny…" Sonny crawled up Will's body to snuggle against his side. He placed a soft kiss to Will's warm cheek and rubbed light circles over his stomach and chest with gentle fingertips. Will sighed. "I've never…I mean, that was just—wow…"
Sonny looked up into Will's face. "You've never what?" Will blushed and lowered his eyes. "Oh…you've never used your fingers? Not at all?"
Will cleared his throat. "No, I haven't. Is that weird?" He picked absently at the comforter next to him, his eyes still stubbornly averted.
Sonny pressed his lips to Will's shoulder. "I don't know. I mean, I haven't taken a poll lately or anything."
Will chuckled and finally brought his gaze to meet Sonny's. "Well, I think I'm going to have to start, because that was…awesome."
Sonny groaned against Will's skin, picturing his boyfriend sprawled on his bed at home, writhing against the feel of his own fingers exploring that amazing heat he had just gotten a thrilling sample of. "I'm glad you liked it," he mumbled as he began kissing up Will's shoulder to the side of his neck. Will sighed and clutched a hand against the back of Sonny's head, pressing him closer.
"'Like' doesn't even begin to cover it." He tilted his head to the side, encouraging Sonny to continue on his path while quiet, breathy moans began escaping his lips. Sonny shifted so that he was hovering above Will, then began sucking and licking at the salty skin below his ear.
"Good." Sonny bit lightly at his earlobe, and Will turned his head to meet Sonny's mouth with his own. There was so much heat in that kiss, so much hunger, that Sonny soon found himself moaning against Will's lips, around his tongue. When Will wrapped his arms around Sonny's waist and pulled him even closer, he reveled in the heat of their bodies pressed together. They kissed sloppily, aggressively for several minutes until Will's hands began clutching at Sonny's hips and ass, grinding their hips together. Sonny groaned.
"Will?" His voice was breathy and urgent, and he couldn't get more than that one word out between kisses. Luckily, Will was on the same page, and he spoke quietly but surely.
"I'm ready. Please, Sonny, can we?"
Sonny nodded, locking his gaze with Will's and trying to convey the mix of adoration and need he felt for this beautiful man. Will pulled him into another kiss before releasing him and caressing Sonny's cheek with his hand.
"I love you."
"I love you too, Will." Sonny ran his fingertips gently down Will's chest. "Just a second."
He reached one only slightly trembling hand into the nightstand next to his bed. When he moved back to hover over Will, they kissed deeply once more, Sonny sliding his empty hand down Will's side to his hip, clutching blindly, greedily, until they finally pulled apart.
"I'm going to start slowly, okay, Will?" Sonny said breathlessly. Will nodded, his chest heaving up and down, as Sonny sat back on his knees. He grabbed a pillow and gestured for Will to raise his hips from the bed, sliding the pillow under him. Will's legs automatically fell open, and Sonny tried to keep his hands from shaking as he flipped open the lid to the bottle of lube.
He covered the fingers of his right hand with the slippery stuff, then dropped the bottle onto the bed so his other hand was free to slide gently up and down Will's inner thigh. He waited until Will's eyes fluttered closed on a contented sigh, then pressed one slick finger against his hole. Will's eyes remained closed, but his head swiveled from left to right and he groaned quietly.
"Sonny…" Will's knees relaxed even farther apart, and he wiggled his hips slightly against Sonny's probing finger. When the finger finally slipped inside, both men moaned in unison.
"You okay babe?" Sonny asked quietly as he began sliding slowly in and out of Will.
Will breathed heavily a few times before he spoke. "Mmm…yeah—yes, I'm good. Keep going."
Sonny did, pushing further in and swiveling his finger until he could slide a second one in beside it. He slowed his movements when Will hissed at the stretch, but Will encouraged him to keep going with a press of his hips. His other hand continued its gentle petting of Will's inner thigh as he continued his thorough preparation of the sighing man beneath him.
"Oh—another," Will panted, his eyes squeezed shut and his hands grasping the sheets at his sides. Sonny complied, satisfied when a press of his fingers inside of Will caused him to gasp and buck his hips against Sonny's hand. "God, jeez, do that again!" And Sonny did, until Will was thrusting shamelessly onto his fingers. He was incredibly turned on, watching the beautiful blonde writhe under his touch, and he didn't know how much longer he could wait. Luckily, he didn't have to.
"Oh god, I'm ready, Sonny…please—do it now…" Sonny felt his chest constrict at the need in Will's voice. He leaned down to kiss Will's thigh as he pulled his fingers out and quickly rolled the condom on. After applying a generous amount of lube over the condom, he finally touched the tip of his cock to Will's entrance, pausing for a moment to collect himself. Will's eyes opened and met his as they balanced on the brink of this amazing moment.
With lips parted and eyebrows raised expectantly, Will laid his hand on Sonny's shoulder, gripping him in a silent request to continue. Sonny pressed in slowly, as gently as possible, and the further he pushed, the tighter Will's grip on his shoulder became. Finally experiencing the feeling of being held warmly inside of Will, Sonny closed his eyes and groaned.
Will tried to focus on breathing—that seemed like the best strategy right now. He was so full, so stretched, and it hurt. But Sonny was hovering over him, his face the picture of awe-struck passion, and for the moment he remained immobile. Will could feel Sonny's shoulder trembling under his grip, and the warmth emanating from his body as he held himself above Will was soothing and familiar. Sonny's eyes fluttered open after a moment to search Will's face.
"Are you okay baby?" He was breathing deeply, as if he was the one in pain, and Will realized he was focusing on holding still, trying desperately to control his body.
"I—yeah, I'm okay. I think you can move now. Just, slow, okay?" Sonny nodded silently, letting out a long breath before pulling carefully back. He only moved a couple of inches before pushing back in again, and Will appreciated the tentativeness of the stroke. It felt…warm. The burn of being stretched so much was beginning to fade, and it was replaced with that pleasant tingle, like when Sonny had first inserted a single finger, but a hundred times more intense. And—oh god—it was getting better and better.
Sonny began moving more rhythmically, pulling back a bit farther with each stroke, and pushing in more firmly. He leaned down to kiss Will uncoordinatedly, whispering "I love you" and "you're perfect" between ragged breaths.
Will raised his head to kiss Sonny more forcefully, groaning into his mouth as the thrusting sped up and the angle changed. It was amazing. Will couldn't think anymore. He could only feel—not only the physical sensation of having his boyfriend finally inside him, but also the emotional connection. It was as if the gravity that had been pulling him closer and closer to this wonderful man finally solidified into a tangible reality, and he had never felt so appreciated and adored in his life.
"Sonny, I love—I love you…oh—oh god, I love this…" He was panting, his chest heaving, his head dropped back against the pillow. He could barely hear Sonny's groan of a reply over his own gasping, but he could feel the hot breath against his neck, and he never wanted this to end.
Except it was probably going to end sooner than later, with the way that Sonny was thrusting, pushing up slightly on the underside of Will's knees so that his hips raised a couple inches and the angle changed again. Now there was more pressure right there—that same spot where Sonny had pressed his fingers before, and he could feel his orgasm about to overtake him.
"Sonny!" he breathed. And Sonny seemed to understand.
"Will, I'm…holy shit—are you…?" When Will nodded frantically, clutching at both of Sonny's shoulders, Sonny began moving more quickly, more erratically, and he reached between them to grasp Will's cock. He was muttering and sighing against Will's skin, rocking into him frantically until Will finally came into his hand, his eyes fluttering and his sight faltering for a moment as the feeling washed over him. Then he felt Sonny become still inside of him, shoulders slumping against Will's chest with a loud groan.
"Oh my god," Sonny gasped after a moment. Will could tell he was trying to hold himself up. He wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and tugged until their bodies relaxed against each other, Will's knees still pulled up around Sonny's hips. Will sighed, enjoying the warmth and pressure of Sonny's chest weighing against his. Then Sonny took a deep breath. "Okay, I'm just gonna…"
He slowly pulled back, and Will grimaced slightly at the twinge followed by the new feeling of emptiness. He let his legs fall back down to the mattress while Sonny leaned over the edge of the bed for a second. When he came back, Will pulled him tightly to his chest again and hooked one of his legs around Sonny's so his heel was caressing the back of Sonny's calf.
"Okay, we are definitely doing that again…" he sighed happily, enjoying the rumble of Sonny's chest as he laughed above him.
"I hope so." Sonny kissed his mouth sweetly, and Will smiled into it.
"Just not, you know, until I can feel all of my limbs again." He had never felt so blissfully weak. And having Sonny still warmly wrapped around him was just…a bonus.
"So, we're not going to be taking a shower right away then?" Sonny asked, and Will was only now aware of the slightly uncomfortable stickiness between them. He sighed poutily.
"In a minute. Just a few more minutes. Maybe tomorrow." His eyes were drooping and he could not find the will to care too much at this moment. "I'll get back to you."
A/N: I'm not sure how to end this story. Since it didn't have much of a plot, there is no real resolution required. However, I would still like to try a few more of the flavors some of you have suggested. Besides, now that the 'first time' is out of the way (I hope satisfactorily—I'm sure you all know how writing smut can be a bit nerve-wracking sometimes; I'd hate to have disappointed anyone in bed :-D) I fully appreciate the opportunity to allow for something slightly more…adventurous in the way of flavor combinations. (Jeez, I am so deep in the gutter right now—well, you try writing seven pages of smut and see where that gets you, huh?) And we still have the potential for that toolbelt, which I would hate to see go to waste. The point is, I am open to suggestions on all of the above, but I don't have a clear idea on how this is going to pan out or how many more chapters are left, so please be prepared for erratic posting behavior (that's 'erratic' not 'erotic,' although I'm not ruling that out either lol).
