Please don't hate me. I know it has been forever since I posted on this story, and I'm sorry. I know I get frustrated and a little worried when an author just disappears, and I'm sorry that I put you all through that.

I did end up posting that Klaine (Glee) story I mentioned before, and I think it turned out pretty sweetly, but then I got caught up in volunteering at the local community theatre, which was awesome, but it took up so much of my time and just wore me out so that I didn't have the metal energy left to write.

That's over now (for a while at least), and I am finding myself inspired once again, so I hope you all will continue to enjoy my writing and that you haven't totally given up on me.

So here's a short chapter to get back into things, and for anyone who was looking forward to the reappearance of the toolbelt, I can see that happening in the near future. I am starting to get an idea of how I want to incorporate it into the story, so expect that in the next two or three chapters.

Finally, although I have been watching and enjoying the new WilSon featuring Guy Wilson, rest assured that in my head THE WILL IN THIS STORY IS PLAYED BY CHANDLER MASSEY! I know that some people have been worried about that, but he was playing the role when I started this fic, and his beautiful face and (gah!) amazing pecs are still starring in my imagination J Of course, if you prefer to imagine Guy, then by all means, go for it. My physical descriptions probably aren't so specific that they would kill your buzz. I think Chandler is especially fitting for this story, though, because he portrayed the early sexual awakening of Will so sweetly and honestly, and if this story has a plot at all, that is basically it.

Sorry for the long A/N, and I totally don't hold it against you if you just skipped to the good stuff J Now go read!

Chapter 14: Grape

Sonny slowly awoke with a growing sense of emptiness spreading through his body. What's missing? He rolled onto his back, arms flopping out to his sides, and the chilly, barren sheets surrounding him brought his mind into focus.

Will.

Will should have been in his bed. He was there when they fell asleep the night before, snuggled together after several minutes of sleepy making out at the end of a long day. Sonny had also awoken sometime in the middle of the night to find Will's face nuzzling into his neck in the most adorable way. He had fallen back asleep more content than he could ever remember being before in his life.

And now his bed was empty, his arms were empty, and he wanted nothing more than to find his cuddly man and slip back into slumber.

"Will?" he croaked quietly, his mouth dry from sleep. He raised himself up on his elbows and looked around the small, darkened apartment. He didn't even know what time it was, but there was only the dimmest light glowing through the curtains, so it couldn't be after six a.m. He heard a sound coming from the kitchen, so he stumbled jerkily out of bed and walked toward it.

"Will?" he said again, more clearly and a bit louder. He was immediately answered with an unpleasant choking sound followed by several wet, gasping coughs. Sonny rushed forward to find his boyfriend bent at the waist, one hand on the back of a kitchen chair to keep his balance while he sputtered for a moment longer.

"You okay sweetie?" He rubbed Will's back soothingly until he finally straightened up. Will nodded with a loud swallow, but still didn't turn his body fully toward Sonny.

"I'm fine. You just surprised me." Sonny peered closely at Will's face, now a bit easier to see as his eyes adjusted to the dim light. His face looked flushed, but his expression was more embarrassed than ill. "I didn't hear you coming."

"I woke up and you weren't there…are you sure you're okay? Do you need anything?"

Will hesitated for a moment and then said slowly, "yeah, I'm just going to get a drink of water, then I'll be right back to bed."

Sonny nodded, patting once more at Will's back before leaning in for a quick kiss. "Okay," he said as their lips met—and then he pulled back quickly in surprise. Another brief peck confirmed it: Will's lips were cold? He gazed intently at Will's face, which was flushing steadily darker under his scrutiny.

"What…?" Will started to turn away, but Sonny placed a palm against his cheek and pulled him in for a deeper kiss. Yes, freezing and…grape flavored? "Will, were you eating a popsicle? Is that what you were choking on?"

After a brief pause, Will sighed and lowered his head.

"Yes, I was, you know, looking for a snack, and I found some popsicles in your freezer, and it just occurred to me…" He raised his hand sheepishly, the one that he had so far kept out of Sonny's line of sight, to reveal a slightly melted purple popsicle.

Sonny stared at Will, nonplussed. "What occurred to you?" Will blushed again, staring intently down at the chair his hand was resting on. Sonny glanced from Will's cold lips to the popsicle in his hand. He remembered the choking—gagging—sound he had heard, and his eyes widened.

"Will, were you—" He almost couldn't bring himself to say it, his boyfriend looked so embarrassed. Ridiculously, he lowered his voice to a whisper as if that would make the words less provocative. "Were you deepthroating that popsicle?"

Will groaned and turned away completely, the popsicle dropping with a quiet thunk into the sink. Sonny almost didn't hear the "maybe" Will muttered under his breath. He tried desperately to keep a straight face, but he was torn between being highly amused and rather turned on. Luckily, he had the good sense to keep his mouth shut until Will turned back to face him, twisting his hands together nervously. He glanced up at Sonny for just a second before lowering his gaze to his wringing hands. Then the rambling started.

"I just, I was thinking about how good you were, and how awesome it felt to—to go so…deep in your office yesterday, to feel myself hitting the back of your throat. It was amazing…" His eyes fluttered shut and his cheeks flushed again, this time clearly with arousal, as the words continued to spill from his mouth. "And I obviously need to learn how to do that for you, because besides how great it would feel for you, god, I want to feel you fill me up like that, pushing into my mouth as far as you can go, and just, you know, kind of taking me, I guess. I looked it up online yesterday, and basically everybody says you just have to keep practicing until you can dampen your gag reflex, so I saw the popsicle, and it seemed kind of perfect, so I was just seeing how far I could take it, pushing it back a little bit more at a time, but then you came up behind me and I guess the surprise made me lose focus and, well…"

His eyes finally rose to meet Sonny's. He hesitated for a moment, then stuttered, "It—it was pretty stupid, I guess…"

Sonny shook his head mutely, taking a step forward so they were only inches apart. "It's not stupid…" He cupped Will's cheek once more in his hand. "It's sexy as hell."

Then he leaned forward to kiss Will, covering his mouth in a heated claim. The temperature difference between their mouths only made it more intense, and when Will's cold tongue slipped between his lips, Sonny groaned wantonly. After a couple minutes of blissfully licking and sucking at his boyfriend's delicious, grape-flavored mouth, he pulled back sharply. Will swayed forward slightly as if to follow his departing lips, but stopped and opened his eyes when Sonny spoke.

"You know, Will, that I am perfectly—more than happy with your mouth. You're actually pretty amazing at giving blowjobs, especially for having never done it before. You're—you don't have to do what I did to make me happy, you know that, right?"

Will looked down briefly in a kind of flattered embarrassment "I know, babe, but like I said, it's not just for you. I realized just how much I love having you in my mouth, and I want to be able to take more of you." Will was absently rubbing his palm along Sonny's upper arm, his eyes drifting down from Sonny's face toward his low-slung boxers.

Sonny swallowed. "So did you—did you make any progress…you know, with the popsicle?" His voice was quiet and thick, his eyes drawn to Will's pink, swollen lips.

Will smirked. "Why don't we find out?"

"Okay, hold still, please." Will had Sonny on his back on the bed, his boxers already crumpled on the floor. He was kneeling between Sonny's spread legs, gently stroking him to full hardness.

"Mmmm, anything you say," Sonny sighed in reply. Will smiled to himself. It felt pretty amazing to already have his boyfriend at his mercy.

"I mean it," he insisted, tapping Sonny's hip for emphasis. "If you choke me I'm gonna have to go back to the popsicle, and you can just sit over here by yourself and watch."

Sonny groaned. "I promise, I'll be good."

"Good." Will took a few slow breaths and eyed Sonny's erection. It was definitely a bit thicker than the popsicle. He licked his lips and leaned down, but stopped just before opening his mouth to glance up at his boyfriend. He smiled to himself when he saw that Sonny was taking deep, calming breaths and his eyes were scrunched up in concentration.

"Jeez, babe, don't give yourself an aneurism," he chuckled. "I haven't even started yet."

Sonny raised his head and peeked an eye open to look at Will. "I know. I'm just taking your spectating threat very seriously…"

Will chuckled. "Okay, but please just relax. This should be enjoyable for you."

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that…" Sonny started, only to cut himself off with a quiet moan as Will's lips parted around the head of his cock.

Will's eyes fluttered closed at the feeling of Sonny on his tongue. He got caught up in the feeling, enjoying just sucking lightly around the tip and flicking his tongue into the slit a few times before he remembered the point of this exercise.

Eyeing Sonny one more time, he saw that both hands were clenched tightly in the bed sheets, but his face was overcome with a look of pure bliss. He closed his eyes again and focused on the task at hand.

Dropping his jaw, Will slid further down Sonny's cock, flattening his tongue as much as possible and trying to keep his throat relaxed. He went down a few inches before pulling back. He took a moment to catch his breath, sucking once again on the head before licking up the shaft, enjoying the taste and the weight of his boyfriend's cock against his tongue.

After a few more gentle licks, Will took Sonny into his mouth again. Breathing carefully through his nose, he slowly but steadily sunk down once more. With his eyes closed in concentration, he couldn't see his boyfriend, but he could hear his labored breathing, and he could feel his muscles tense under the hand that Will had steadied on his thigh. He tried to block everything out and focus solely on keeping his jaw loose and his throat relaxed. Allowing the thickness and heat of Sonny's cock to fill up his mouth, he was able to get a few more inches in before he felt that unpleasant pressure and slight panicky feeling in the back of his throat. He paused, breathing slowly and shallowly, willing those feelings to subside.

When he finally felt ready, he forced his mouth just a little bit further down, allowing Sonny's tip to push gently against the back of this throat. He could feel that unpleasant flutter as he tried to fight his gag reflex, but he waited just a few more seconds before finally pulling back quickly with a gasp and a rough swallow.

Catching his breath, he raised his gaze to Sonny's face to find comically wide brown eyes and a gaping mouth. Sonny's chest was heaving and a strangled whimper escaped his throat.

"Are you okay, Babe?" Will asked with a slightly scratchy voice.

Sonny closed his mouth, nodding as he raised himself up on his elbows.

"Fine, I'm fine." He reached a gentle hand down to caress Will's warm cheek. "How are you? That was…so hot." His eyes fluttered shut for a second. "You're incredible, you know that?"

Will blushed but wrapped a hand around Sonny's shaft and began stroking him insistently as he looked up into his eyes.

"Thanks, but I definitely have a ways to go. One day," he said, crawling up Sonny's body so that he could whisper in his ear, his hand still pumping steadily, "I'm going to be really good at this. You're gonna be able to fuck my face as hard as you want while I'm on my knees in front of you." He licked up the side of Sonny's neck and then nipped his earlobe. "How does that sound?"

Sonny just groaned deeply while he clutched at Will's hips and thrust jerkily into his hand, and Will smirked. He was proud of himself for having the guts to speak so dirtily, and for being able to have this effect on a man, especially one like Sonny Kiriakis. He decided to go in for the kill.

"Is this how you want to finish, Babe? With my hand? Or do you want to go back to my mouth? Or…" He scraped his teeth lightly along Sonny's pulse point before continuing. "…you wanna just fuck me instead?" He spoke this last question in a low whisper, hoping it sounded as seductive to Sonny as it did in his head.

Apparently he succeeded, because in a moment he was on his back, Sonny's hands pressing his wrists into the mattress, and his boyfriend was growling, "Option three."