Will woke up earlier than even he expected that Saturday morning.

It was still dark in his room.

It was exceptionally hot, too hot. Hot enough he suspected that the power was out since his bedroom was usually kept at a temperature that penguins found comfortable.

What woke him up was the tossing and turning that came from beside him in his bed.

A pile of bedsheets were pushed onto him.

Then came a voice, "Will...are you up?"

Sleepily he made a noise of confirmation into the darkness of the room.

A tortured sigh came from her side of the bed. "I can't get comfortable. Everything hurts or feels too tight. And I think I'm having a hot flash."

There was some movement, followed by the sound of his eighth floor window opening.

A warm beeeze wafted in that was just slightly cooler than inside.

"This whole city is having a hot flash," he told her but a moment or so later strong hands slid underneath her damp cami to rub her back. At first it hurt. She was so uncomfortable it felt like her muscles were glass.

But then...then something seemed to give way and even though she was nowhere near comfortable being one big collection of bruises, the bruises felt different, more pliable perhaps. Her body was no longer painfully stiff. Her muscles began to burn but at least it allowed her to relax.

Beneath his hands, Will could feel how tight her muscles were and took pity on Endora. Before he realized it, he'd propped himself up on his elbow and put considerable effort into her back, then her shoulders, followed by her arms and neck.

It wasn't long before he found himself pressed against the back of her, rubbing her hands, each finger and hand with complete dedication to his task.

"You're pretty good at that...you missed your calling as a masseur. If you keep this up I'll have to cut back on my time with Big Jon."

Will stilled for a moment and then rested his chin on her arm, "And whom is Big Jon?"

"My personal masseur. You'd like him. He's moody and temperamental too."

Will sank his teeth into her neck just bordering on playful.

She wiggled against him, stifling a laugh to avoid waking the boys.

When Will's mouth traveled up her neck to her ear, she gasped into the pillow adding for good measure. "Big Jon would like you back. His boyfriend is a ginger too...although his boyfriend looks like the Brawny paper towel guy. Complete with knit beanie and flannel shirt."

Upon squirming back, she could feel him pressed against her along with the rest of him.

"At what point during the night did you take off your pants?"

His breath steamed on her neck, "It's hot."

Even though she swore the room was close the three digits in temperature, Endora felt her cheeks flush. She felt her heart kick up and heard blood roar in her ears. She felt like a teenager again. Even though she was a adult, Will made her feel so wild and reckless, it should have been illegal. When his hand slid up under her camisole her hand slid back to feel him.

It was not long before the two of them pulled and pushed her silky sleeping shorts down in a combined team effort.

During that time, she managed to gasp out, "If this is all we do...is this even a relationship? Can we even say we're seeing each other?"

Will had just ripped open a foil packet containing a prophylactic.

After kissing her shoulder most soundly, he nipped at her ear. "Absolutely. And, we do other things than this. We go places. We eat food. We're participating in vigilante snooping. Don't forget about those boys...we have exposed them to all sorts of inappropriate things." With minimal effort he managed to suit up as she sank her fingers up into his hair and roughly pulled him down to her. "One could even say...we're participating in a couple-esqe activity Sunday afternoon. Couples that attempt to locate dangerous criminals together, stay together."

Still gripping him roughly by the hair, she breathed deeply, considering his words.

"And that means it's just us? Just you and me."

Even with his head trapped, Will managed to nudge his knee between hers and pop her legs open with less than minimal effort. All her attention was focused on his face in the dark of his room.

"Let me assure you..." he breathed, sensing there was an need to her words that he attributed to the previous relationship she'd mentioned, full of infidelity and toxicity. Yet he knew that words would only go so far. He intended to be proactive in convincing her that she was the only object of his affections. "...thinking up new and inventive ways to keep up with you and your needs, requires absolutely all of my attention. You are quite the handful."

"Really? Promise?" She sounded genuinely touched.

"I ruined your birthday date so you'd spend it with me, didn't I? If that's not a sign I don't know what is. I mean really Endora. I had a car towed out of my own pocket. That's devotion."

Her grip on his hair loosened, "That's true...I cost you a lot of money that night."

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Endora woke up alone in a pile of blankets, sweaty and hearing voices.

"Dude...I shit you not...you have to toss all that food out. Even the waffles. We're gonna have to venture out for breakfast. And if you know what's good for you you'll go out for coffee for Endora...like now. You know what she's like in the morning without coffee."

Endora narrowed her eyes, that sounded like Hector.

Wills voice drifted through the door, "Which one of you knows what she gets at Starbucks?"

Silence.

Endora knew for a fact that they all knew what she liked. Which could only mean they were shaking him down.

Not that Will was having any of it.

"I better have a volunteer or I'm taking us all out to lunch and dinner at vegetarian restaurants."

A smile crept over her lips at that, he was adapting quite well.