Since the ordeals with the plane tail and the nightmare revelation, Sonny decided on his own that he and Will probably needed space to recover. Truth be told, Sonny was also testing himself to make sure he wasn't treating Will differently. Sonny has been spending a great deal of time in the city; monitoring the stores there.

It's late and he's just come in the door. As soon as he places his keys on the rack by the door, he is hit by a soul-wrenching stab of misery and heartache. "My god, Will!"

He races up the stairs, taking them 3 at a time. He stops at the bedroom door to catch his breath and glances over to the bed. Will is lying on Sonny's side of the bed, curled around Sonny's pillow, and sobbing into a hand towel. His hair is a mess. He's wearing his sleep clothes, and his eyes and nose are swollen and red. This tells Sonny that Will has not made it out of bed today.

Sonny climbs into be behind Will and wraps his arms around him. "Will-my love, what's wrong?"

Will turns over and rolls himself into Sonny's chest, fitting his head under Sonny's chin. S—Sonny, have I done something wrong?"

"What do you mean, Sweetheart?"

"I—I have barely seen you lately. You don't look at me in the eye when I do talk to you. You've ignored all my phone calls and texts, today. Worst of all, Sonny, you haven't touched me in nearly four weeks! Have you stopped loving me? Are you trying to kill our soul-bond?"

"Nearly four weeks? Holy crap! I am so sorry, Will. I just thought that, after our mutual aircraft dramas, that we each needed some space. I hadn't noticed how much time had actually passed," he pulls out his phone for a look, "or that my phone had died."

Now, Will is more than a little annoyed. "A few days, Sonny. I would need just a few days of space. But we needed to discuss something like that together. After a few days, I needed the attention and support of my boyfriend!"

Will twists his fists into Sonny's shirt and looks Sonny in the eyes. Sonny's face reflects enormous guilt as tears begin to glisten in those soulful brown eyes. Will lets go of the shirt and takes hold of Sonny's hands. The electrical charge passes through them both; proving that their soul-bond is very much intact.

"Sonny, please, kiss me?"

Their lips meet and finish the reconnection. The kiss begins with apology and forgiveness. It ends by igniting their love and desire for each other into a blaze of passion. In rapid succession, Will has made Sonny's shirt and pants disappear. His mouth works its way down Sonny's jaw, to his neck. Meanwhile, he hands have taken possession of Sonny's chest. Little arouses him faster than the sight and feel of Sonny's bare torso. He teases Sonny's nipples with fingers and tongue mercilessly. Just as he reaches the waistband of Sonny's underwear, Will goes back up to catch Sonny's eyes, grins, interlaces his fingers with Sonny's, and pulls.

"Come on, Sonny. We're taking a shower!"

They soap each other gently in the steaming enclosure. They make sure to thoroughly cleanse the areas they intend to focus their attention on later. Will shoves Sonny against the tiled wall and uses his soapy grip to make Sonny hard and shuddering. Sonny, in turn, uses his wet fingers to massage Will's entryway.

As the couple dry each other, Sonny takes the opportunity to check his boyfriend out to compare him to his memories of Will Horton. He is startled to realize that his memories of what his fiance looked like naked were no longer clear and he could no longer recall how his body felt. However, Sonny also notices that his body is still responding to the tightly muscled, swimmer's body of the young man in front of him.

Will has observed Sonny's checking him out. His heart starts beating faster when he perceives the look of pure lust in those nearly black eyes and the desire radiating from his lover.

"Sonny, what are you-" Will immediately finds himself held up against the bathroom door with his mouth being ravished and the rest of him lovingly fondled.

Sonny breaks the kiss and locks eyes with Will just as his pale green eyes darken with concupiscence. Will instantly finds himself swept up into a traveling embrace and thrown onto the bed, and is once again left breathless by a flurry of lips and hands all over his body.

"Sonny!" Will manages to gasp. "In me, now!" he growls deeply, and pulls his knees up to his chest.

Sonny's eyes gleam as his lips and tongue open Will's most intimate aperture. He then teases Will with his fingers; both stretching him and hitting his pleasure spot rhythmically. Will grabs Sonny's shoulders and wraps his legs around Sonny's waist. The men lock green and brown orbs as their emotions swirl about them. Sonny enters Will and takes his pleasure. Will starts to reach for his own aching erection.

Sonny slaps his hand away. "That's a no-no, Mister. I am saving that for me, next."

Will's eyes widen and a broad smile crosses his face. "I love you, Sonny-lover."

"I love you, Will-my love."

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Sonny is on the phone. "I know it seems awful now, Ari Honey, but you know it won't last . . . 3 short relationships that ended badly is nothing for Sami Brady's granddaughter . . . I'm sorry; I won't mention your grandmother and relationships together again . . . You know I can't switch and I'd never be able to get rid of Will anyway . . . Okay . . . I love you, Arianna Grace Horton-Kiriakis . . . Good-bye."

Will enters the great room with a tray of vegetables and dip, along with a couple of sodas. "What's up with Ari and why would you want to get rid of me?"

With a rueful smile Sonny answers, "Arianna's last three boyfriends turned out to be uncomfortable meeting her gay father and his partner. She half-jokingly asked me if I could switch to straight even temporarily. I told her even if I could, I couldn't get rid of you anyway."

Will bites into a dip-covered carrot thoughtfully. "I suppose I could try drag and pose as your wife for a while a la 'The Bird-Cage'."

"I don't think I could handle that, Will-my love. My body would get confused signals. Just like I can't handle the way you're just holding that carrot in your mouth."

"Really?" Will lowers his eyes, smiles, and puts a generous amount of veggie dip on his carrot, and Sonny jumps onto his lap.

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Sonny and Will are having a working lunch at the Brady Pub. They actually manage to get through lunch and their work before their hands push together and their fingers intertwine.

Dana comes in to start her shift. "Will, Sonny, wait until I tell you." She approaches the guys' table with excited little jumps. She places her left hand on the table with her fingers splayed widely.

Will's eyes widen. "Dana, is that an engagement ring?"

"Yes! He proposed two days ago. My parents were so happy for me when I called them."

Sonny asks, "Who's the lucky guy?"

"Dean Blake. I got back with him a couple of months ago. He's changed his residency to pediatric medicine and, once I finish my nursing degree, I'll be his nurse, too."

Both men raise their glasses and say at the same time, "Congratulations to the future Mrs. Dana Blake!" Dana thanks them and retreats to the back for a meeting with Jim and Roger.

"Well, that was a surprise. Dana always worried about not getting a boyfriend and now she suddenly has a fiance."

"Not so suddenly, if you think about it, Will. You realize that we've been together for three years now?"

"That's right! Time sure can fly when you're in love." Will winks.

The conversation dies between them. They continue to hold hands and gaze at each other. It is obvious what is now on both their minds.

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Sonny is out of town renewing contracts with their various suppliers. Will is watching over the stores. Currently, he's helping out at the river front CG, as they are short-handed. They've just finished an afternoon rush and Will is cleaning and busing the tables.

The bell on the door rings as someone enters. "Excuse me, but would Jackson Kiriakis be available?"

Having already picked up the tub of stacked dirty dishes and coffee mugs, Will hands it over to Kim before answering, "I'm sorry, sir, but Mr. Kiriakis is out of town. I'm William Hutson. May I be of assistance?"

Will looks up at a boyishly handsome man in a red-striped, white dress shirt, and navy slacks. He has auburn hair,chestnut eyes, and is around Sonny's age. They shake hands.

"Mr. Hutson, I believe you might be able to help me better than Mr. Kiriakis. My name is Luke Mayer and I publish a print magazine called 'Legacy' and an online magazine called 'LGBT Leaders of America', both of which carried the recent article on Jackson and the missing plane. Do you have a few minutes to talk?"

"Sure. Kim, if I'm needed further, I'll be in the office with Mr. Mayer."

"Okay, Will"

In the office, Will sits at the desk while Mr. Mayer takes a seat in front of him.

"So, Mr. Hutson, may I assume you are more than an employee here?"

Will's face beams as he chuckles. "I am Jackson's business partner. We own the three Common Grounds here in Salem, the three in the city and the two Clubs WilSon."

"Yes, I see the articles left out quite a bit of Jackson's current story. I'm here because I've recently been contacted several times by a Gabriel Fowler who informed me that my magazines have sorely overlooked who was helping Mr. Kiriakis through his ordeal. Do you know this Mr. Fowler?"

A bit embarrassed, Will responds, "Yes, Gabe and I are old friends."

"According to him, you and Jackson are more than roommates or business partners.".

Now with a knowing smirk, Will says, "Yes, Mr. Mayer. Jackson and I are both business and life partners."

"I see. Mr. Hutson, would you be willing to let me interview you for my readers?"

Will sits back in the chair and answers, "Sure, I will and please call me Will."

"Okay, Will. I'm Luke and my husband is a big fan of Common Grounds when he's home in the city. He worked for a coffee shop while attending college. Now, he's a film director in LA."

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Will is relishing a very warm, bright Fall day. He's been reading on the small balcony outside the bedroom, and he's just ending a phone call.

"Fantastic! Sonny will be home in just a couple of days; sooner than planned. I am never so lonely as when Sonny's away. I didn't feel this lonely when I was alone."

He's startled by a sound and looks up to see a tiny silver shape leaving a jet-stream behind. "Oh, it's just a plane. Wow. Just a plane; my fear isn't . . . well, isn't nearly as strong. Maybe I'll ask to go along on Sonny's next business trip using the Kiriakis family aircraft."

Turning back to his phone, Will flips through several photos of Sonny. "I so lucked out getting Sonny as a partner. Sure, he's a bit older than I am, but who cares when he's such a caring man and a hot lover!" Will drifts off and starts to dream.

The photo that Will was just looking at appears in his dream state. He zooms in on Sonny's eyes and he recalls meeting Sonny and how drawn he was to those eyes. In a series of flashes, Will recollects several erotic dreams he's had over the years and somehow those eyes and hearing the name Sonny always appeared in them.

He hears a voice that he does not recognize saying, "If there's truth to the power of our love, then we are fated to be together and nothing will separate us for long."

An image of Sonny appears in Will's dream mind. The image fades until only the eyes remain and he again hears the voice, "Sonny."

Will wakes with the entire dream vividly imprinted in his memory. "That image of Sonny was not static like a picture. That was a living, breathing memory of Sonny before I was born!"

Picking up his phone, Will presses a button for a number he'd gotten off Sonny's phone.

"Hello, Dr. Evans. This is Will Hutson . . . Well, I want to talk to you about my health. My mental health that is . . . I've had a very different but relevant dream . . . As soon as possible . . . In an hour and a half . . . I'll be there . . .Thank you . . . 'Bye."

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"Well, that was certainly . . . enlightening." Will sits back in his chair after watching the video on Marlena's computer.

"Are you upset that we didn't give you full disclosure?" Marlena sits back down at her own desk chair to look Will in the eye.

Will flashes a tiny smile. "No, I'm not really upset. Sonny was right. I was more likely to be concerned that he'd want me to become more like . . . well . . ."

Marlena smiles and crinkles her eyelids. "More like my wonderful, beautiful grandson?"

"Yes, and I can begin to see he had an incredible grandmother."

"Thank you. You could just consider this as fate stepping in to ensure that soul-mates find each other again."

"By programming me? Sure, I can do that. Thank you for doing this for me."

"You're very welcome. Say, Will, do you happen to like word games?"

"I loved them as a kid. Until I no longer had any competition."

"I think you and I must have lunch together very soon. Would that be all right with you?"

"Okay."

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Sonny arrives home. He is satisfied with his trip, but is eager to see Will again, and perhaps enjoy a loving, energetic night with his partner.

The great room is dark. The only light is from votive candles aligning the stairs and an arrangement of candles as a centerpiece at the dining table set for two. Will enters from the backdoor with a tray of food from the grill. Will's face breaks out into the broad smile and twinkling eyes that sets both Sonny's stomach and heart aflutter.

Will sets the tray on the table and runs into Sonny's arms. They hug and kiss like they are trying to merge into one being.

When they break the kiss, Sonny looks Will over. He is wearing a chartreuse, V-neck T-shirt and his tight white pants. Sonny has chosen his own outfit well; an aubergine-colored T-shirt and dark gray jeans.

"Something smells and looks delicious, or is that only you?"

Will gives him a playful punch in the arm. "I have good timing. You better be hungry. I've made grilled chicken and vegetables, pasta salad, homemade rolls, and a chocolate/strawberry trifle for dessert."

Sonny seizes Will around the waist. "Sounds really good. Is the trifle the only option for dessert? Because there is something I have been craving for days." He bares his blinding smile.

Will's smile is a near match for Sonny's as he cocks his head like a curious puppy. "Sonny-lover, I suggest we eat what I've prepared. We are going to need the energy for later."

"Well, what are we waiting for? I'm genuinely famished; let's eat!" Sonny responds.

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Dessert is over and most of the dinner conversation was Sonny talking about his trip. Will has simply listened and savored his meal.

"Will-my love, that dinner was amazing. It is so nice for me to come home to a home-cooked meal."

"Oh, so Will Horton didn't cook?"

Sonny smile briefly and replies, "I am not going to play 'Compare My Two Wills' with you."

"Okay. I love cooking for the man I love." A mischievous grin crosses his face. "Sonny-lover, I just love you so much. Consider all this a loving thank you from your ONE AND ONLY SOUL-MATE."

Sonny nearly chokes on his Moscato. The look of fear that appears on his face makes the older man seem so vulnerable. Will gets up to go to Sonny. He crouches next to his chair, places one hand in Sonny's hair and holds Sonny's hand with the other.

"Let me tell you about another recurring dream I have had since I realized I like guys."

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Will slowly leads Sonny up the candle-lined staircase to their bedroom. He pulls Sonny into a kiss. He gently licks the seam between his boyfriend's lips and Sonny allows Will's tongue inside.

Sonny ends the kiss and places his forehead against Will's. "Are you sure you're not mad that I kept that from you?"

"Do I look mad? Now, please sit down and just watch." Will turns on some soft romantic music and turns back to Sonny. Standing in front of the seated man, Will moves his hips seductively as he slowly removes his own shirt. He teasingly opens his pants and removes them.

Sonny is amazed by the bulge already tenting Will's underwear. His own arousal increases quickly and he has to shift in his chair to get more comfortable. Will drops his pale blue briefs and straddles Sonny's lap. Just as Sonny opens his mouth for Will's erection, Will pulls back and jumps into bed.

Will stretches himself out and grabs his member. "Your turn, Sonny. Take your clothes off for me."

Sonny stands, weak-kneed and light-headed. The man he loves is nude in bed, ready to pleasure himself while Sonny strips. Sonny takes a wide-legged stance, crosses his arms in front of himself and slowly pulls his shirt up; exposing his torso a millimeter at a time. This elicits a major groan from the area of the bed. Sonny tosses the shirt and starts caressing his chest the way he likes Will to do. He removes his belt, slides it up across his chest and drops it over his shoulder. He lies down on the bed on his back, raises his legs in the air, and whips off his pants in one movement. He stands up, back to Will. Sonny pushes his boxer-briefs all the way to the floor as he bends completely over. Will whimpers at the sight in front of him.

Sonny, already on the edge, is almost undone by the sight when he turns around. Will is ardently watching Sonny. He is stroking his shaft with intent, and rubbing himself with his other hand; all the while making hot and sexy little sounds. Sonny looks down at himself and takes his own throbbing length into his hand. Both men moan in tandem. Sonny hears a guttural sound from Will that sounds vaguely like his name.

Sonny looks up just in time to see Will thrust his hips in the air as he erupts all over. He hits his nose, his chest, and his navel with each descending spurt.

Getting up next to him in bed, Sonny gazes at Will who is getting himself back in control. "It is such a great feeling to know that I can turn you on so much just by taking my clothes off, Will-my love."

Will places a couple of fingers in his mouth in thought. "Sonny-lover, I've never seen you—I mean—May I see you touch yourself?"

A rosy glow blooms on those Greek features. Sonny ducks his head a moment, then raises his eyes to Will's. "If that's what you really want."

Will's eyes scan down Sonny's body to the only slightly softer evidence of Sonny's excitement. "Yes, please. That would be so frigging hot!" He takes hold of Sonny's hand and brings it over his chest and dips Sonny's fingers in the melting pools on Will's body.

Sonny reaches down with both hands and begins to stimulate himself. He looks over at Will who smiles and begins to caress his own body.

That's all that's needed to send Sonny over the edge. A massive moan bursts from his throat as he trembles and thrusts his hips into the air. His hands work with fervor as his seed surges from his manhood. He lies back, staring at the ceiling with a wide, satisfied smile on his face. Will produces some sanitary wipes to clean them both off. They kiss each other and cuddle into slumber.

TBC