Disclaimer : I don't own the main characters of the show !
Hi,
This is the sequel of Caught Up InThe Past !
Hope you'll like it !
Chicago
*A few days after the death of Will's ex ...
Doctor Charles's office !
"You have a little mine, Doctor Halstead !" the psychiatrist pointed out.
Only three days had passed since Vincent Gardens was killed outside the hospital while attempting to retrieve Will. At the time, and in the hours that followed, the young doctor had felt nothing but relief. A relief to be able to let go of a past he had long kept secret. The first night he had spent in Connor's apartment, in Connor's arms, had gone well and he had slept very well. But, the following night, the backlash had been felt in his sleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw this manipulative man who had tried to take him away from his family, and who had for many months been trying to get him to bend under his grip. But Will was a stubborn man, who trusted no one except his brother. If he had never submitted to Gardens, he still left New York when the situation became too much to handle. He didn't regret coming back to live in Chicago, but he regretted putting his family, his friends, the man he loved, in danger. If he could go back, he would tell Jay everything, and maybe things would have turned out differently.
"You mean to tell me what bothers you so much that you knocked on my door in the middle of your shift ?" asked Doctor Charles.
"Jay…" Will cleared his throat. "Jay advised me to talk to someone about everything that's happened, and you know my past."
"I don't know everything, but if you are talking about Vincent Gardens, then I will listen to you." said the doctor. "And if you want to talk about something else too."
"I've never had a problem sleeping despite everything that has happened to me in the past. I never let anything get to me ever since I knew I was gay. I've always protected myself by forging a shell so nothing gets in my way." Will explained. "But for the past three days, I've barely managed to close an eye without reliving what happened outside the hospital."
"Why do you think this has changed ?" Doctor Charles asked him.
"You have to tell me !" said Will. "You are the shrink. I just want to understand and be able to sleep."
"It's normal to be upset after what you've been through. Not to mention that you were very close to him when he was killed." exposed the shrink.
To be close, he had been. Will had looked his brother straight in the eye, giving him all the faith he had in him with one look, and at the count of three he had tilted his head to the left. A muffled bang echoed in his ear before being swept back as a bullet went through Vincent's head.
"I shouldn't be affected." Will refuted. "Even when I ran away from New York after everything he tried to force me to do, I never had a problem sleeping."
"Do you think you ran away from New York ?"
"That's what I did." said Will.
"I'd rather say you've found the courage to pull yourself out of a toxic relationship. This is not an escape, and few are as strong as you."
"That's pretty much what Connor told me, when I told him I was a coward when I left." Will confessed. "He says it wasn't cowardice, but that's how I feel. I left instead of facing him."
"You protected yourself." Dr Charles corrected. "Tell me about Connor. How's it going between you two ?"
"It's going pretty well." said Will. "I moved in with him, and I know it's too early but ..."
"Who said it's too soon ?"
Will hadn't expected this question.
"Uh, well, we weren't really together before. It was only for sex." he said.
"really ?" Doctor Charles arched his eyebrows. "A simple relationship that started off just about sex can very well lead to a real relationship with genuine feelings, if you take recent events into account. And that's what happened to you, you fell in love. Unless your feelings for Doctor Rhodes aren't as genuine as you think."
"Of course they are." Will replied. "I love Connor, he's even the first man I've been in love with for a very long time."
He had almost said since Jordan, but had managed to keep it off.
"I agreed to live with him because I love him, and because I have no reason to live in fear that my crazy ex will find me." he resumed. "But a part of me is convinced that this is not going to last."
"Did you tell Connor about this ?"
"No !" How could he? He sighed. "Yet I promised him not to hide anything from him."
"I think you should tell him about your uncertainties. You're going on a weekend, don't you ?"
"Yes, we're leaving tomorrow morning." Will nodded. "It's only for two days."
"It will only do you good, no matter how long." assured Doctor Charles. "Take my advice, William, and talk to Connor without transparency. It can only help you move forward. "
Will hoped so. His beeper rang. He stood up and walked towards the door when, his hand on the doorknob, he turned to Doctor Charles.
"Can I keep coming to talk to you when I get back ?" He asked.
"My door will always be open to you, Doctor Halstead." replied Doctor Charles.
"I know my brother told you about Jordan." said Will. Doctor Charles had no reaction. "You will probably have a lot to tell me about all of this, won't you ?"
"I don't know what you're talking about at all." Dr. Charles denied.
But Will wasn't fooled. He greeted his colleague and left his office. In the elevator that brought him down to the ER, he thought about Jordan for a second. Will was sure Doctor Charles knew about his first love. It wasn't surprising that he didn't mention it, though. Maybe Will talk to him about it in his next sessions. He needed to talk to someone who was neutral, in this whole thing, and Doctor Charles was very good at listening. Will was already feeling lighter when he stepped out of the metal device.
"Maggie, you paged me ?" he said, approaching the nurse.
"Yes, at Connor's request." she told him. "He's in the break room."
Will rolled his eyes, a smirk before pushing open the door to the room. He called out to Connor, whose voice was coming from the bathroom adjoining the break room. He barely had time to approach the room when he was pulled inside by the surgeon, who made him sit in the chair before locking the door and then sitting on him. Will's mouth was stormed by Connor's, who gave him a stunning kiss.
"So, is that why you interrupted my session with Doctor Charles ?" Will laughed. "To kiss me ?"
"You were with Doctor Charles ?" Connor repeated, amazed.
"Yeah, I needed to talk to someone who wasn't my brother or my boyfriend." Will said, his hands resting on the surgeon's hips. "And no, you won't know more. Secret between a doctor and his patient."
"I would never ask you." Connor reassured him, stroking the back of his neck. "It's good that you see him after everything that's happened, but I want you to know that you can talk to me too."
"I know. Maybe I'll talk to you when we get to Miami." said Will. "Something tells me we're not going to get out of our hotel room much."
"Yes, we'll be out for at least a few hours on Sunday." Connor asserted. "We will have all day tomorrow to rest."
"Okay ! So now that you've seen me, that you've kissed me, can we get back to work ?"
"What a killjoy !" Connor hissed. "I just wanted my dose of you to face the four hours of surgery ahead of me. Dr. Becker is going to assist me and you know how she can piss me off."
"Focus on your patient, and speak to Ava only for the purpose of the procedure." Will suggested to him. "I'll cheer you up when you get home."
They exchanged a last kiss before leaving the small space. Will stayed in the rest room which also served as changing rooms for some surgeons, like Will, Connor or Ethan. For the rest of the day, Will looked after a teenage girl who came in with incessant painful stomach aches, which turned out to be a birth due to denial of pregnancy. He subsequently lost a patient to a stabbing assault, and despite his combined efforts with Dr. Choi, death was pronounced within minutes of his admission. After completing his report, Will isolated himself in the break room when April joined him and placed a bar of chocolate in front of him on the table.
"Here, it's good for your morale." said the young nurse.
"Thank you !" said Will, a smirk.
"Not a great end of the day, eh ?" April told him, who sat down opposite him. He doesn't contradict her. Losing a patient was never easy, let alone when a shift ended. "So where's Connor taking you for the weekend ?"
"Miami !" he replied before taking a bite of the candy bar.
The sweetness and taste of chocolate delighted the surgeon. He could kill for chocolate.
"Just that ?" April laughed. "Do you think you'll have time to explore the city a bit for two days ?"
"It's just about getting away from Chicago after what happened, and finding each other, sort of." said Will, who shrugged. "I acted like a jerk with him."
"Stop blaming yourself." April told him. "You just wanted to protect him. Yes, you shouldn't have hid anything from Jay, but it's the past and you have to think about the present, and your future with Doctor Connor Sexy Rhodes !"
Will chuckled and blushed at the same time.
"Do me a favor. During this weekend, forget all the bad things that could have happened to you and have a lots of sex until you lose your mind." April told him.
The young surgeon couldn't suppress a burst of laughter.
"Yeah uh, that's part of the program." he said.
His shift struck at seven o'clock sharp, and until he and Connor left the hospital, no further trauma prevented them from leaving. Even if they'd put in special weekend time off, it wouldn't have muzzled their original nature and they would have put on gloves and gowns to lend a hand.
"What are the chances that I can go to bed right now ?" Will asked, once crossing the threshold of the apartment. "I'm exhausted."
"I would say 50/50 !" Connor said, locking the door and pulling Will into the bathroom. "You promised to cheer me up because I spent hours on the OR with Ava."
"Oh yes, it's true." Ssid Will.
"So, we take a hot shower, then we order food, and while we wait for delivery, well, I'll let you decide." Connor enumerated, while undressing his man.
"Can we go to bed, after ?" Will asked, a smirk.
"Yes !" Connor kissed his skin as he stripped him of his clothes. "Come on, the faster we stick to this little schedule, the faster you can sleep."
Water vapors filled the bathroom. Will let himself be carried away by the moment - and also the lust he felt, though - and kissed Connor full on the mouth while pushing him into the shower stall. They found themselves soaked in just a few seconds, but they continued to kiss until the need for air kicked in. Even though they wanted to dig deeper, they remained wise and washed up while exchanging a few kisses here and there. After the shower, while Connor, who had "exiled" to the kitchen, ordered pizza, Will checked their suitcases one last time before bringing them to the apartment entrance.
"What you can be meticulous." Connor teased, who was opening two bottles of beer.
"And, is that wrong ?" asked Will, who took his beer.
"Of course not." Connor replied. "It will take twenty minutes before the delivery guy and our dinner arrive."
"Damn, it might take over twenty minutes if I take care of you now."
Will was proud to see Connor lose his composure. The surgeon swallowed while letting his gaze roam Will's bare chest. Both wore only a simple jogger. What's the point of dressing, eh? Will put down his beer and wedged Connor between him and the counter. He let himself be kissed and took advantage of his lover's inattention, too busy with the kiss, to slip his hand into his jogging pants.
"Will…" Connor muttered between kisses. "What…"
"What ? I cheer you up." Will said, a smirk. "Isn't that what you wanted ?"
"Y… yes." His breathing became more erratic as Will stroked him. "You…" He cleared his throat. "Are you going to use only your hand ?"
" Hm hm !" Will nodded. "Unless you want me to stop ?"
"No, don't stop." The surgeon pleaded, pushing his pelvis forward. "I forbid you to stop."
He firmed his grip and stroked him over and over again until he came. Connor had closed his eyes at the blow of his orgasm.
"I think you need a second shower." Will told him, amused. Someone knocked at the door. "Ah, the pizza is here."
He quickly kissed Connor, rushed to wash his hands before opening the door for the delivery guy. He paid for the fare and walked back to the kitchen, where Connor was still, leaning against the counter and clearly trying to recover. Will put the pizza down on the counter, and pulled Connor out of his semi-torpor by kissing him languidly.
"Come on, hurry up and change. I'm hungry." he said to him.
Connor went to clean up and change. Will was already eating a slice of pizza when he returned to the kitchen.
"I will take revenge." he warned him.
Will rolled his eyes. They had dinner before bed, both exhausted from the last two days they had had to cover a forty-eight hour shift to be able to leave the hospital earlier that day, and not return until the following Monday for a twelve hour night shift. At least Connor had to, because Sharon Goodwin had given Will extra days off due to the difficult events he had been through, but caring for patients combined with Connor's support and presence was more beneficial to him than simple days off. After setting the alarm clock on their phone, they slipped into bed. Will barely closed his eyes when the images of his ex's attempted kidnapping replayed in his head. The low-key confrontation in the ER waiting room, Vincent's threat if Will refused to follow him, then the moment they came face to face with the police. It was just a bad dream, but the moment Jay pulled the trigger made him open his eyes again. The gasping breath, the heart pounding wildly in his chest. He really wanted to understand why he kept seeing the same scene over and over again. Maybe he should speak with Connor. Shit !
Miami !
Connor had reserved a splendid room with a view of the ocean. In fact, the hotel was right on the seafront. The weather was glorious, and the view of the beach made you want to step out and take a dip.
"It will change us from Chicago." said Will, who went to the bedroom balcony.
"We only have two days to really enjoy it." Connor slipped behind him, and encircled him with his arms. "Do you want to go for a walk ?"
"May be later." Will turned around and bit his lip. "I have a better program in mind."
"Um, I agree."
As they walked back to the bedroom, they undressed each other until they reached the bed. Connor, very excited and slightly craving for hugs - they had worked non-stop for the past three days - made Will sit on the edge of the bed, knelt between his legs, and moved his kisses to his neck as he stroked him. Will took his face in his hands to weld their mouths together. When they gasped for breath, the cardiac surgeon plunged into Will's semi-erect penis. No sooner had he embraced his with his lips than it hardened. Will threw his head back, resisting the urge to stick his hand through his lover's dark hair. Connor played with him, adding his tongue to the gentle torture and massaging his testicles at the same time. Ready to explode, Will stopped Connor and laid him on the bed. He crawled up to him and kissed him.
"Um… lube…" Connor muttered between kisses.
"Plan B !" Will whispered, who straightened up long enough to put Connor on his stomach with such impatience that the latter growled. "It won't be the first time."
When he felt Will's mouth roll down the back of his neck into the small of his back, Connor had no difficulty in understanding. No, it wasn't the first time. When it was all sex between them, the degree of lovemaking was intense and without any barrier. They let themselves be guided by their desires and succumb to each of their desires. Connor smirked and moaned at the same time as Will's tongue found its way over his hole, glad nothing would change there. Seconds, minutes, ticked by, until Connor couldn't take any more and asked for nothing but his lover's tongue. His rump lifted slightly by Will's firm hands, he felt his barrier-free cock penetrate him gently before being filled with a large thrust. When Will found his rhythm, he began to move languidly, making the pleasure last to stir up the handsome dark-haired's pleas at his mercy. Legs half shaking, Connor nonetheless pushed his pelvis back to match Will's penetrations, which drew from them both hoarse complaints of pleasure. The sensation was all the more exquisite. The orgasm was searing, and Will squirted through him with powerful jets as Connor came on the bed. He waited until he retired before collapsing on his stomach, breathless, his body aching and aching, but he was smiling. When he came to his senses, he said in a voice full of satisfaction :
"Um, that was awesome. I don't know where you got this passion, but don't stop."
"It was you who told me that you wanted to take advantage of this weekend and make love like animals." Will reminded him, stroking his back before kissing his low-back.
"I remember it very well, and I'm not complaining about it." He took a brief moment to roll over onto his back. Will kissed him. "Um, what's going on with you ? You're not that enterprising, usually."
"It must be Miami's hot climate." Will joked, to hide what was really bothering him. "And this is my way of thanking you for this weekend."
"You're welcome !"
They exchanged a long, languid kiss. Will used sex to keep from thinking about what was really going on in his head. The incessant dreams in which he relived the death of Gardens. He couldn't take it anymore. He just wanted to be able to sleep a whole night without having a dream. Talk to Connor without transparency… Those were Doctor Charles's words. He didn't want to ruin their weekend. Who knows how soon they could have a vacation at the same time. Mrs. Goodwin had not been zealous when Connor asked for three days off, for him and Will, against longer guards the following days. Will had been going through a difficult time, that was the only reason she had given them both days off at the same time.
"Um, I think the beach walk will wait until tomorrow." Connor said.
"Yeah, great idea." Will agreed, who kissed his forehead until it reached his cock which he took in his mouth.
"Hun… Will !" Connor whimpered.
Hours passed until they decided to get out of bed to take a long shower, change the sheets and order dinner. Night had fallen in Miami when Will took advantage of a call from his brother to step out onto the balcony, wearing only shorts.
"I thought I asked you not to call me all weekend ?"
"I know." Jay said. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay."
"I'm fine Jay, don't worry."
"You know, just because you're on the phone doesn't mean I can't tell when you're lying to me. Talk to me !"
"It's nothing, brother. I took your advice and went to see Doctor Charles yesterday. I think I'll keep going to talk to him from time to time."
"Good, I'm glad to hear it."
"Here, I take advantage that you called. You told Doctor Charles about Jordan. Don't deny it."
"I asked him not to tell you ..."
"He didn't say anything, I guessed it. Why did you do that ?"
"I was worried about you. Gardens was in the wild, and you got away from Connor. You might be the oldest, but that doesn't stop me from watching over you, too."
Will let his gaze drift across the ocean, very calm that night.
"If you hadn't intervened, I might never have tried it with Connor. For real this time."
"Oh oh, do you want to tell me about it ? What's wrong ?"
"Nothing…"
"Will, cut it short if you want, but talk to me."
"I have nightmares about Vincent's death. It happens every time I close my eyes, but it will pass."
"Have you told Connor about this ?"
"No !"
"Will, whatever's on your mind, whatever's bothering you, don't keep it to yourself. You swore to him not to hide anything more from him."
"I know !"
They hung up two minutes later, and Will let out a long sigh. Maybe now was the time to tell Connor about all the dreams he had been having for over three days. Reliving his ex's death over and over again was no fun, although he was glad that he no longer had to worry about his safety and that of those close to him. With Gardens dead, Will could breathe and get on with his life. Connor's arms came wrapped around his waist, and he rested his mouth between his shoulders.
"Did you hear everything ?" Will asked.
"Only on your side." Connor replied. "But it's okay, if you don't feel like talking about it..."
"It must be, however." Will rolled over in his arms. "I don't know why it touches me so much. When I realized that I had very strong feelings for you, I thought about telling you about my past. From Jordan, from Vincent and all the rest. I figured your reaction would let me know if you were going to run away or not, but Robin arrived, and I found out right after that he was no longer in New York. I think deep down I already knew he hadn't forgotten me, and that he would come looking for me sooner or later. If I hadn't been scared to tell Jay about the real reasons for coming back to Chicago then maybe..."
"Hey…" Connor silenced him tenderly, his index finger on his lips. "Regrets are no good other than ruining your life. That you told me everything before wouldn't have changed the way I feel about you, Will. I liked you from the moment I arrived at the Med, and I quickly knew that it wouldn't be sex between us for very long. I didn't mean to pressure you, but I was hoping you would open up to me. I messed around getting closer to Robin, but I promise nothing happened. I have no attraction for women."
"I know it now." said Will. "Sorry, for everything. For hurting you, and for the secrets."
"Come on !" Connor took his face in his hands and kissed him. Will closed his arms around him. "Thanks for telling me about how you feel. And for your nightmares, we'll find a solution. I promise you !"
He ushered him into the bedroom, closed the sliding window, and led him to bed. After the lights were out, they lay down under the sheets. There, Connor lay down on his back and pulled Will against him. The young doctor rested his head on his chest, as Connor closed his arms around him, and began to stroke his short red curls.
"Sleep peacefully, my darling. I'm here !" Connor whispered tenderly to him.
Will let himself be rocked by the caresses in his hair as well as by the heartbeat of his companion before falling asleep. Restful sleep because that night he didn't have the slightest dream. When he opened his eyes, it was to hear Connor's voice say thank you. He looked up just enough to see Connor put the bedroom phone back on its cradle.
"Good morning !"
"Good morning !" Will readjusted himself so he could bury his face in his neck. "Who were you saying thank you to ?"
"I ordered breakfast." Connor said. "Usually, we say thank you when the order is taken. Slept well ?"
"Yeah !" Will muttered.
"Nightmares ?" Connor asked.
"No !" Will replied. "I haven't slept so well in a long time."
"Probably because you told me about your bad dreams." Connor said. "It must have freed you from a weight, sort of."
"Yeah ! How long before we get breakfast ?" Will asked.
"About twenty minutes." Connor replied. "Why ? Want morning sex ?"
"Maybe after I brush my teeth." said Will.
He basked a little against his lover, kissed him in the crook of the neck before deciding to get out of bed and go to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Connor stood in the doorway, leaning on the doorframe, and watched him, his arms folded across his large, bare chest.
"You should do the same, if you want me to kiss you." Will told him, before thrusting the toothbrush into his mouth.
"Stop giving me orders, that turns me on." Connor reminded him.
Will rolled his eyes and rinsed his mouth before rubbing a spray of cold water on his face. Connor handed him a towel, which he used to wipe off.
"How would you like to go for a walk ?" Connor offered. "I could rent a car for us, and we have lunch outside."
"Yeah, if I'm the one paying for the lunch." said Will.
"Babe…"
"Connor, I'm not going to let you pay for everything." Will cut him off. "Either I invite you over for lunch or we don't move out of this room until we have to get back to Chicago."
"I'm not sure I prefer this option." Connor said with a frown.
"What a surprise !" said Will laughing. He resumed his seriousness and settled down in front of his companion. "You know how I react when someone wants to rule my life, even if that is not your intention, but I've been through this before and..."
"I know I know." Connor said, taking his face in his hands, kissing him on the cheek and pulling him in for a hug. "Excuse me. Okay, I'll let you pay for lunch."
"Thank you !" Will tightened his arms and kissed him on the neck. Someone knocked at the door. "I go !"
Connor took Will's place in the bathroom. When he got out, the young emergency doctor was putting the breakfast dishes on the table. He lifted the bell from a small bowl, and smiled when he discovered chocolate balls he had requested especially for Will.
"I'm starting to believe that everyone knows about my passion for chocolate." The latter laughed.
"I especially remember one night when I showed up at your house with a pot of ice cream of this perfume and you asked if you could taste it on my body." Connor said.
"Are you going to make me believe that was not what you were expecting for ?" Will raised.
"And I don't regret it in the slightest." Connor snuck up on him and begged for a kiss. "I could pay you back. I would smear ice cream all over her body and carefully lick every drop of it and uh..."
Will silenced him with a kiss.
"First we eat, then we can fuck." he said.
"Good idea !"
Connor had kept tickling him the whole time, whether it was kicking him under the table, or purposely licking the coffee or jam residue off his fingers on purpose. Will had had enough and had eaten half of his pancakes when he got up from the table to go to the bathroom. When he heard the sound of the shower running, Connor smiled, drained the rest of his coffee and joined his lover while undressing.
Pulling a few strings, Connor hired a car and had it brought to the front of the hotel. Say goodbye to sweaters, down jackets and hats. Shorts, tank top or shirt with short sleeves and sunglasses over the eyes. Will enjoyed the day they spent in the streets of Miami, discovering a setting other than Chicago. They had lunch on the terrace of a seaside restaurant before returning to the hotel to lounge by the pool and sip cocktails.
"It is paradise !" Will said, sighing with pleasure.
"Let's take advantage of it before we find Chicago and its polar cold." Connor said, sitting on the lounge chair to his right.
"If I was mean I would send my brother a picture." said Will, who thanked a waitress who brought them their cocktails.
"It would have looked better if we had been by the beach." Connor said. "Um, the next time we can take a longer vacation, I'll take you to Hawaii."
"There would have to be a mega disaster for that." said Will. "This weekend together is quite exceptional."
"For our honeymoon, there will be no problem." Connor sipped his cocktail, when he noticed Will's gaze on him, who had lowered his glasses. "What ?"
"Am I dreaming, or did you just imply we're getting married ?"
Will wasn't against the idea, but it was a bit too soon. He never thought he could be happy enough to get married, but that was without counting Connor, who had entered his life like a cannon ball.
"What ? Are you against the idea of marrying me? Connor asked.
"No, but don't you think it's a bit early to think about it ?" Will raised. "We just got back together..."
"And I already know that I want to be and spend my life with you." Connor asserted. "Don't worry, I won't be proposing you right away."
Will let out a hun who did not go any further, interrupted by a woman's screams after her convulsing son by the pool. Immediately, Will and Connor stood up and went back to being the doctors they were.
"Let us pass, we are a doctor." Connor said, who knelt beside the boy.
Will put the boy, who must have been around ten years old, in a safe side position, and propped up his head while lowering it slightly. When the convulsions stopped...
"Two minutes !" said Connor, who had looked at his watch the entire time.
"No vomiting, that's a good sign." said Will.
"Was he eating anything before he convulsed ?" Connor asked the mother in panic.
"N… no. He was coming out of the pool." she replied, feverishly.
"He is hot." Connor said, who had his hand on the boy's forehead. "Has he been in the pool for a long time ?"
"I ... I don't know." The mother sobbed. "An hour, maybe."
"He's probably dehydrated." said Will.
"We called an ambulance..." said one of the waiters.
"Useless. Connor said. "Cancel it. He needs to rest, and to drink water. Has he convulsed before today ?"
The mother shook her head. While maneuvering in perfect harmony, Will took the boy in his arms and stood up.
"Are you leading us to your room ?" He asked the mother.
Connor helped her recover and collect their things, before heading back to the hotel, then to the room she occupied with her son. It was much better there. While Will laid the boy down and stayed by his bedside, Connor made the mother sit down, and called the receptionist to bring bottles of water.
"Do you have a thermometer ?" he asked the mother.
It took them a good hour to make sure the young boy was in no fear. After very specific recommendations to the mother, Will and Connor decided to return to their own room.
"Of course, we have to become a doctor again during our leave." Will hissed, and collapsed onto the sofa facing the balcony and the ocean. "We were so good, and I didn't have time to drink my cocktail."
"It can be arranged." Connor said, going to pick up the phone.
Twenty minutes later, sitting on the sofa, they sipped their cocktails.
"Okay, we don't go out of here until we have to go to the airport." Will decreed.
Once the glasses were empty, Connor went to put them on the cart, then came back to Will to kneel between his legs, whom he pushed aside. He unbuttoned his shirt, not hiding his eagerness, then took off the tank top he was wearing underneath and put his mouth directly on his nipple, which he sucked between his lips. He subjected the same delicious torture to the second nipple, then, pulled back to remove his shorts.
"We definitely don't go out of this room anymore." he said, straightening up to take off his clothes.
Their mouths, their hands found, touched, made each other feel good until Connor stepped away just to pick up the tube of lube from the nightstand.
"Turn around !" he ordered in a calm, husky voice.
"What if I refuse ?" Will darted.
"However you want." Connor settled into his lap and their turgid cocks brushed against each other. "I'll take you later. We have all the rest of the day, all night."
Will grabbed the lube, poured it over two fingers, and pulled a loud moan from Connor as he put them inside him. The brunette didn't let him go any further, withdrew his fingers and slipped over him, but Will already got up and went to the bed to stretch them both.
"You're not funny." Connor mumbled against his mouth.
"Is that so ?" Will straightened up as he retired. "I thought you wanted to take me."
He shook the bottle of lube above their heads. Immediately, Connor took over and reversed their positions."
"I wanted you on the couch, doggy style, at my mercy." Connor growled, sliding his tongue down his neck.
"We'll do that at home." said Will. "I know we have hours ahead of us, but I'm going to have cramps just as long as I wait."
"Impatient, Doctor Halstead ?" Will wanted to pinch him but Connor grabbed his wrists and held them over his head. "Relax honey, I'll give you what you want, but tell me how. Do you want me to be gentle, or wilder ?"
"I would tell you, but kiss me !"
His request was granted, and Connor let him gasp with the kiss before pouring lube into the palm of his hand and coating his long, hard cock with it. He ran his index finger along his lover's slit. He added two more fingers, and once he felt he was prepared enough, he pulled them out and penetrated his thick member.
"Connor…"
Will arched under this welcome assault. Connor filled him every time as if he had been born especially for him, and to fulfill his every desire. The surgeon withdrew gently before regaining the comfort of his warm nest and welcoming him without difficulty. Then, Connor leaned down to capture his man's mouth, who closed his arms and legs around him…
When night fell, both of them sated with the other's body, Connor convinced Will to go out for a walk on the beach bordering the hotel.
"No more than ten minutes." Connor had promised him.
Sitting side by side in the sand, gazing lost at the dark but calm horizon, ten minutes had long passed, but Will didn't care.
"The weekend went by too quickly." he sighed. "It's hard to believe that we have to be home already tomorrow."
"But it made you feel good." Connor pointed out. "You don't have nightmares anymore, and you managed to talk to me."
"You know, I always thought that Jordan and I would make our lives together." Will turned to Connor, who listened to him. "We separated because he had gone to do his internship in Canada, but we said to ourselves that our paths would eventually cross again after our studies, and that that day, we would never leave each other, but he's dead. I never fell in love again after that, because I didn't want to suffer anymore. It was all about sex, and you came into my life. I can't stop thinking about the past lately, but it's over. I'm going to keep going to Doctor Charles, but I won't hide anything from you, and I know I want to spend my life with you, Connor, because I love you."
Smirking, Connor climbed onto Will's legs, and kissed him.
"I love you too, William. We will move forward step by step. You already live with me." Connor said. "For your decision to see Doctor Charles, I support you one hundred percent. I promise to be patient, to put up with your pig temper…" Will snorted, but didn't contradict him. "You'll always be safe with me, you'll never relive what happened with that rot, and I'm so glad he's dead."
"Are we moving forward together ?" Will offered.
"Yes, we are moving forward together, without hiding anything." Connor nodded.
3 years later !
Will had seen Doctor Charles every week after his return from Miami, and he kept going to talk to him when something bothered him, before figuring out the best way to talk to Connor about it. The two had grown into a very strong couple over the years, resisting anything. Even when Connor's father tried to interfere in his son's life, and by becoming a board member of the Chicago Med. Nothing could have infuriated the surgeon more, but he didn't let his father's influence reach him. He was focusing on Will and his work as a doctor. Nothing else mattered.
This is why, three years after Gardens' death, Will and Connor were married in secret before a judge, with the only witnesses of their union, Jay and Hailey, who had married two years earlier. They both wore very sober costumes, but exchanged vows, and once the gold wedding rings were slipped on each other's left ring finger, the judge declared them both married.
"You can kiss !" announced the judge.
Connor took Will's face in his hands and kissed him to seal their union, as the three witnesses of that moment smiled.
END !
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