A/N: Here comes the part where I accidentally make things serious. Whoops.

Knock Knock Knock

"Is that the babysitter or someone to chew us out?" Paul mused watching as Will stood up to answer the door.

"Please be the babysitter, please be the babysitter," Will mumbled under his breath. Opening the door, Will sighed, "Damnit."

Will stepped aside and let an irate Lucas and Adrienne into the apartment. 'Let's get this over with.'

"William Robert Horton," Lucas started ranting before seeing Paul casually sitting on the couch. Rounding on Will, Lucas shouted, "What in the hell is the matter with you?"

"Please tell me this is some sick joke," Adrienne seethed glaring at Will harshly.

Will rolled his eyes and sat back down on the couch next to Paul.

Paul, frowning at Lucas and Adrienne both, made a point of putting his arm around Will and pulling him close. "I'm sorry," Paul said in a not-quite-polite-not-quite-sarcastic tone, "But how is this in any way your business?"

"Stay out of this, Paul," Lucas ordered, standing in front of Will and Paul, despite only looking at Will.

"No," Paul argued, "I'm pretty sure this is a conversation I should be a part of."

"Dad," Will heaved a deep breath, "It is none of your business who I spend my time with."

"Spend your time with?" Adrienne shook her head, "That is not what you're doing and you know it."

"Fine," Will shrugged, "It's none of your business who I sleep with."

"Will," Lucas shook his head in disappointment, "How could you even do this? Is this some sort of sick way to get back at Sonny? Are you trying to punish Paul by dragging him into this? What?"

"Excuse me?" Will demanded, shaking Paul's arm off of his shoulder. "I didn't think I needed to repeat myself. It is none of your business who I sleep with or why."

"It is my business when it's all over the news," Lucas shouted, pulling his phone out and waving it around dramatically. "Why is your sex life all over The Salem Chronicle?"

"Well it wouldn't be the first time," Will said bluntly.

"No," Adrienne caught Will's eye and said, "It's not the first time, is it? That really makes a person wonder exactly how long you've been seeing him after all."

Will, holding Adrienne's gaze, lifted one eyebrow up, "If that's your entirely unsubtle way of accusing me of repeatedly sleeping with him when I was married just come out and say it."

"Fine," Adrienne threw her hands up, "How many times were you hooking with him," Adrienne pointed accusingly at Paul, "While you were married to my son?"

Will started to stand up, ready to shoot Adrienne down, when Paul grabbed Will's hand and yanked him back on the couch.

Paul, biting the side of his mouth, holding Will down, told Will, "You aren't answering that."

"What?" Will tilted his head and looked at Paul strangely.

"You said it was none of their business and if they can't accept that than they need to leave," Paul rationally replied.

Turning to face Lucas and Adrienne, Paul firmly stated, "But I am telling you if you ever talk to him that way again I'm kicking you out myself."

Will pressed his lips together, trying not to smile. He didn't want to admit that it was pretty sweet that Paul was standing up for him. 'Sweet and kind of sexy,' Will decided.

Paul, catching the look in Will's eyes, smirked slightly, "I might just have to kick you out anyway."

"Oh my god," Lucas closed his eyes and turned away.

Adrienne shook her head and snarled, "Just great."

Several Weeks Ago

"You ready for our run, princess?" Will asked as he watched Ari zipping up her jacket. "Good job," Will praised as she did it all by herself.

"I did," Ari replied proudly.

"Yes you did. You're getting so big," Will informed her. "OK, let's see if we've got everything. Books for you, some snacks, our water, extra clothes and pullups for my big girl. Anything we're missing?"

Ari walked over to Will's desk and pulled off his tablet. "Mine," Ari insisted.

"OK," Will sighed disapprovingly, "But I'm putting on the timer then you have to look at your books."

Will really didn't want Ari to be glued to the tablet but a few minutes at a time wouldn't kill her.

"Do you need to sit on the potty before we go?" Will questioned. He had begun potty training with Ari. So far she had more accidents than anything but Ari had at least started to tell him when she needed to go. Typically it was too late by then but Will was celebrating any milestone.

"No," Ari shook her head, "No potty."

"OK," Will said not quite believing her. 'But she went when she woke up so maybe she doesn't have to go again yet.'

Checking to make sure his shoelaces were securely tied, Will helped Ari climb into her new jogging stroller. 'Thank you Craigslist,' Will thought as he fastened her into the stroller, made sure her cereal and fruit were easily accessible as well as her drink and tucked a blanket around her.

Will pulled down the shade screen for Ari and handed her the tablet and her books, "Ready?"

"Go," Ari cheered happily. Just as Will gave Ari her sunglasses and put on his own Ari started wiggling and whining, "Daddy, potty."

"OK," Will said loudly as he quickly unbuckled her and they ran for the bathroom. 'God, potty training sucks.'

With his feet pounding against the pavement and his heart hammering against his chest Will felt completely clear headed. Will had continued seeing his therapist even after Sonny had left. His therapist was afraid that Will was going to continue on his path of destructive behavior and growing anxiety.

Reluctantly, Will had started taking anti-depressants. Will had been very resistant to them but had agreed, in the end, to give them a try. A few months later and Will had been able to see an improvement in himself. He had also been prescribed anti-anxiety meds but he only took those when he really thought he needed them.

Along with the medication, Will's therapist had instructed him to spend more time doing physical activity. According to his therapist, exercise would help with his depression and lower his anxiety. After finding the stroller for cheap, Will and Ari had gotten into the routine of running every morning. Will still spent some time in the gym lifting weights and even spent a few days a week in front of a punching bag the way Austin taught him.

On top of the running, boxing and weight lifting, Will would take Ari to the park to run around and play together at least a few times a week. Will wasn't sure how he found the time with the extra articles he had picked up but he made it work. He knew he had to do everything he could to make sure Ari was happy, healthy and well-adjusted despite the fact that Sonny had left.

One of the best consequences of his new dedication to exercise was the changes to his body. Not only did Will feel better psychologically after a good workout but Will felt better about himself when he looked in the mirror now. Maybe it was shallow to appreciate his looks but Will didn't care. When he looked in the mirror when he got out of the shower he actually liked what he saw for the first time in a long time. Besides, his therapist said he needed to improve his self-esteem as it was.

In addition to the medication and the exercise, Will had taken other measures to regain control of his life. When Sonny left in August Will had clung desperately to his belief that soon enough Sonny would come back. As the weeks went by Will had come to the startling conclusion that even if Sonny did return it wouldn't be for him. By the time September rolled around and Will was served with divorce papers he wasn't entirely surprised.

That was the point that Will realized he needed to make some changes to his life. He couldn't sit around and be miserable forever. If Will wanted to be a good father he would need to take charge of his life and learn to be independent. He checked out every book on learning to cook at the public library that he could find. He watched thousands of tutorials on YouTube about cooking. If nothing else Will and Ari were going to eat healthy, well-balanced meals. He took as many extra articles from Sonix that he could get his hands on. He read parenting books about being a single parent and how to ready Ari for preschool. Will wanted to give Ari every opportunity he could. He didn't want to hold her back because of any limitations he had.

However, Will still hadn't told his therapist about his encounters with Paul yet. He was almost afraid to really. He didn't want her to judge him for being unable to resist Paul even after everything that had happened. Will already judged himself for it.

'Paul was right in the middle of my marriage falling apart and I still can't stop myself from pouncing all over him,' Will shook his head. 'No, focus, just think about the run. Don't think about Paul. You need to stop thinking about Paul.'

"Daddy," Ari said from the front of the stroller. "Potty."

"There, all changed," Will said as they walked out of the restroom in the park. Ari, pouting because she had an accident, clung to Will's hand shamefaced.

"It's OK," Will encouraged, "You're still learning. But that's why you need to tell daddy before you have an accident, right?"

"I try," Ari told him in a small voice. "Go club?"

Will tried not to wince. He had started avoiding TBD a few months ago. At first Will tried to continue on with Ari as if nothing had changed but he realized that wasn't helping either of them. Ari missed Sonny even more when she went to the club and saw that he wasn't there.

"How about we go and get smoothies instead," Will offered, calculating how much the smoothies would cost and if they could afford them. "Besides, I don't think anyone wants to see daddy especially when he's all sweaty and stinky."

Ari wrinkled her nose and waved her hand in front of her face, "Smelly."

Will chuckled, "That's right. Now let's go."

"Sit?" Ari pointed at her stroller.

"No," Will shook his head, "You need to be a big girl and walk now. Grab the stroller," Will pointed to a pole near the back that was just the right height for Ari.

Will had started encouraging Ari to spend more time walking and less time being carried. As much as he loved having her in his arms he knew she couldn't be babied forever.

With their smoothies in hand Will and Ari walked through the square pointing out everything Ari could see. Will was doing everything he could to improve Ari's vocabulary.

"Tree," Ari pointed out happily. "Store," Ari moved on, "Bush."

"Good job," Will encouraged with a wide smile. "What else do you see?"

"Boy," Ari said adjusting her hold on the stroller and stopping to take a large gulp of her berry smoothie.

"Hmm?" Will hummed before seeing someone standing in front of them. "Oh," Will awkwardly shifted his weight from foot to foot. "Jake, hi," Will gave him a painfully uncomfortable smile.

Will had no idea how he managed to get through the rest of his lunch date with Jake but he had. Despite how nice and attractive Jake was Will was a little thrown that he didn't even notice the new bright red hickey on his neck after he came back from the bathroom.

'Although Jake not noticing isn't even half as unsettling as John not noticing,' Will thought, 'That's the man the ISA wants back. Dear god, the security of the entire world is dependent on a man that can't even spot a hickey.'

"Will," Jake widely grinned. Seeing a cute blonde next to Will, Jake said, "Is this your daughter?"

"Yeah," Will nodded in confirmation, pushing his sunglasses to the top of his head. "This is my girl, Arianna."

Ari, looking over at the new stranger, moved closer to Will.

"Hi, Arianna," Jake bent over so he was at eye level with Ari, "I'm Jake."

"'Ello," Ari shyly said before turning to press her head against Will's stomach.

"She's really cute," Jake stated as he stood back up. In a low voice he added, "Just like her father."

"Oh," Will didn't know what to say. He knew his face had to be splotchy from his jog still and he could feel his sweat drying stickily along his back. Despite the newfound confidence he had received from his dedication to fitness he wasn't feeling particularly cute at the moment, "Um, thank you."

"Trust me, it's no problem," Jake replied. Just before Jake could open his mouth again Paul Narita of all people came strolling over and interrupted.

"Hey," Paul rushed out in an overly cheerful voice. "Will, there you are. I've been looking for you."

Spotting Ari, Paul bent down and greeted her sweetly, "Hey, Ari."

Ari, peeking out from where her face was still smushed against Will, gave Paul a brief flash of a smile.

"Uh huh," Will said with a sinking feeling in his stomach. He knew being around Paul was bad for him. He never seemed to be able to control himself no matter how hard he tried, be it physically or emotionally.

"Um," Jake looked between Will and Paul in confusion. "Do you two know each other?"

"You must not read a lot of Will's articles," Paul found himself saying with a slight sneer stepping closer to Will. "Will and I know each other very, very well, actually."

Will, bristling slightly at that, took a step away from Paul and Jake both, "Paul, that's not even-"

"I'm sorry," Jake replied politely, though clearly disappointed, "I didn't realize that's how it was."

"That's how what is?" Will demanded not liking the triumphant look on Paul's face or the disheartened one on Jake's.

"I'll leave you two alone now," Jake added, disregarding Will's question. "I'll send you a message later, Will."

As Jake walked away Will frowned slightly. It wasn't that he particularly liked Jake or wanted to date him but he did seem nice. However, he also didn't appreciate Paul storming over and dismissing the guy.

"What was that?" Will urged Paul once Jake was out of sight.

"I was doing you a favor," Paul easily dismissed. "No need to thank me."

"Thank you?" Will repeated. "Why would I thank you?"

"Don't worry about it," Paul laughed breezily before stepping closer to Will and tracing his fingers down the side of Will's neck. "You look good like this," Paul commented lightly, fingers tracing the red mark leftover from their bathroom encounter.

Will smacked Paul's hand away from him. "I didn't realize I needed to make this clear," Will scolded Paul, "But you do not make decisions for me."

"Relax it's not that big of deal," Paul said teasingly, "Or don't relax and take it out on me later."

Will glared at Paul before looking pointedly at his daughter, "Do not talk about things like that."

"You're right," Paul sincerely remarked, "That was out of line. But, seriously Will you look," Paul trailed off, looking Will up and down and licking his lips.

Will flushed slightly, hating that hearing any sort of compliment out of Paul's mouth made him feel so good, so validated.

"Stop it," Will insisted biting his lip to stop himself from smiling.

"I was thinking," Paul lowered his voice and took a step closer, "Maybe I could come over later and the two of us could," glancing down at Ari Paul said, "Reconnect and work off a little steam."

The smile dropped from Will's face. 'Right,' Will thought, 'Sex. That's all I am to Paul, isn't it? That's all I ever was before and it's all I am now.'

Paul's forehead scrunched together when he saw Will's entire face pale.

"What's wrong?" Paul wondered as he put his hand on Will's elbow.

"No," Will said firmly. "No, you can't come over later."

"Will-" Paul started to say.

"No," Will loudly stated over Paul, "I'm not some," Will spat out the words, "thing you get to play around with. I might not be worth a lot but I know I'm worth more than that."

"What?" Paul was completely lost. "Will, you aren't some play thing. I just want to see you."

Will shook his head, "I can't do this, not any more. You're bad for me."

"Daddy," Ari pulled on his shirt. "Mine," she pointed at the tablet in the basket of the stroller.

"What are you even talking about?" Paul questioned. "I'm not trying to-"

Bending over to get the tablet out of the basket in the stroller Will pulled it out and handed it to Ari. Even though he didn't want her to use it too often right now he didn't care.

"Hungry," Ari put her hand on her tummy.

Will picked up Ari and placed her in the stroller and buckling her in. He gave her the cereal and fruit slices he packed for her.

"Yuck," Ari stuck her tongue out at the food. "No want," Ari moodily replied before opening up a puzzle game.

Will sighed and closed his eyes. It seemed like every time he felt settled and calm something had to happen to take that away.

"Will," Paul grabbed his arm again, "I don't understand what you want."

"What I want?" Will opened his eyes and stared at Paul. "I want things to be easy. I want my daughter to be happy. I want to be happy. I want to be able to spend time with my family without them looking at me like a charity case. I want to be able to go somewhere and not worry if you're there too."

"You don't have to worry about me," Paul tried to explain. "That's what I've been saying."

"I do," Will argued. "I do. You and me? Whatever this is," Will gestured between the two of them, "It's not healthy."

"We're just spending time together," Paul stated not understanding the big deal. "I think you are blowing this out of proportion. Why do you have to be so dramatic about everything?"

Will shook his head and crossed his arms, shoulders hunching in.

Paul, noticing Will's change in body language, realized he had said something he shouldn't.

"You don't get to tell me how I feel," Will informed Paul. "You don't get to dismiss my fears just because you don't share them. If I say that I don't want to be around you then you listen to me. Is that understood?"

"Will," Paul wanted to say something else. He wished he had the right words to fix whatever it is he just broke between them. But he knew that right now the best thing to do would be to listen.

"Yes, it's understood," Paul acknowledged. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make it seem like I didn't care."

"I know," Will blinked away tears. "It's not you," Will admitted softly, "There's something wrong with me."

"Hungry," Ari yelled loudly, starting to cry and whine, before throwing the plastic princess container with her cereal onto the floor.

Will winced slightly, a defeated expression painting over his features.

"Will," Paul tried to say before getting cut off by another voice.

"Will, are you still doing this?" Lucas, hand-in-hand with Adrienne, asked judgmentally as they walked over.

"What?" Will breathed out slowly.

'I need to get out of here. Breath,' Will told himself, 'You need to go home. Feed Ari. Work on both articles you have. Do Ari's laundry. Sit down and look over which bills you need to pay now and which ones can wait a few days. Take back those books to the library and find new ones for Ari. Call Zoe. Clean the bathroom. Make Ari an appointment with the dentist. See how much money I can use on food. Go to the-'

Will's thoughts were cut off when Adrienne started talking.

"It's been months," Adrienne shook her head sadly, "Can't you leave the poor guy alone?"

Paul noticed for the first time how different everyone looked at Will versus the way they looked at him. Lucas and Adrienne both narrowed their eyes slightly at Will, lips in a straight line.

'But with me,' Paul realized, 'They smile and look at me gently. Even their tone of voice is different. Has it always been like this and I never noticed?'

"Don't worry about him," Lucas told Paul understandingly, "Just ignore Will, it's easier."

Will, eyes already watery and red, pressed his lips together before saying, "I have to go."

"Will," Paul tried to reach out to touch him one more time, "Wait."

"No," Will said, grabbing hold of the stroller, "Not anymore, Paul. Just leave me alone."

"Well," Lucas told Paul watching his son run off, "I don't think you'll have to worry about Will anymore."

"I think Will already has enough people not worrying about him," Paul remarked darkly, picking up the plastic container Ari threw on the ground before storming off.

'OK, article one is finished,' Will thought to himself as he stood up from the couch and stretched his arms over his head.

'Now I just need to work on the next article, take back the library books, go to the grocery store and clean the bathroom,' Will reminded himself feeling satisfied that he had gotten most of his to-do list taken care of.

'It's amazing what you can accomplish with a napping toddler and a Xanax,' Will mused as he headed into the kitchen to pour himself another cup of coffee.

Frowning when he realized the pot of coffee turned off Will sighed before getting some ice cubes and rolling with it. Reminding himself of his therapist Will said, 'Don't worry about the small things that don't matter. Just work with whatever you have to face.'

After a long sip of iced coffee and a happier outlook than this morning, Will was ready to tackle another challenge.

'The exciting world of Will Horton,' Will sighed as he pulled out a pair of yellow rubber gloves and cleaning supplies from under the sink to take to the bathroom.

Will collapsed face down on his bed hours later. He was exhausted but satisfied he had managed to get everything on his list done.

'Maybe I can finally get some sleep,' Will thought before hearing his phone ring. Groaning, Will stretched his arm out trying to reach his phone without moving.

Will frowned once he finally found his phone and saw the name George Herman on the screen. After Will and Paul's first conversation over the phone Will had chosen the name as Paul's contact and never changed it back. Will contemplated ignoring it before grumbling and hitting answer.

"What?" Will sighed slightly.

"Do you remember the first time we met?" Paul questioned in a wistful voice.

Will, having just remembered the reason he had Paul's name as George Herman, said, "Yes."

"I lied," Paul admitted. "I wasn't surprised you were so young. I was surprised you were so hot."

"What?" Will blinked a few times in surprise.

"Yeah, well I was surprised you were so young but it was because you were so hot," Paul shook his head feeling a bit embarrassed, "I obviously couldn't say that at the time but it's true."

"Why are you telling me this?" Will asked putting his hand over his eyes.

"I'm just thinking about why I can't seem to stay away from you," Paul said. "I've been going over everything in my mind, every moment we shared, trying to figure it out."

"Any luck?" Will wondered, hoping that Paul had found the answer so they both could know.

"No," Paul chuckled, "Truthfully, I keep getting stuck at one point, one meeting. Wanna guess which time?"

"Stop," Will said weakly.

"I thought you were never going to ask me that question," Paul confessed. "I didn't know how I was going to get it across that I wanted you."

"Paul," Will put his hand over his free ear but didn't hang up.

"Do you remember what happened after we were done?" Paul wondered.

"My husband knocked on the door," Will spat out through clenched teeth.

Ignoring Will, Paul continued, "I wanted to take my time for round two. The first time I couldn't help myself but I wanted to worship you the second time. I wanted to touch and kiss you everywhere."

"Don't," Will replied trying not to remember.

"When that time didn't work," Paul added, "I thought I'd get to try again. And it almost happened but you had a change of heart. And even with all the other times we've been together I still haven't gotten my chance. We can't seem to get past ripping our clothes off."

Will whimpered slightly, "I told you to stay away from me."

"The next time I'm with you," Paul promised Will, "I'm getting my chance, taking my time."

"What if there isn't another chance?" Will mused, not even sure if he believed that anymore. "What if that's it?"

"There will be," Paul confidently answered. "I'll make sure of it."

"You sound pretty confident for someone I told to leave me alone," Will shakily said.

"If you wanted that you wouldn't have answered the phone," Paul replied easily. "I don't want to follow you around or stalk you anymore," Paul winced a bit at that phrase, "But I'm not giving up on this, on you."

"You could sleep with anyone, Paul," Will knew if he didn't get off the phone soon he would give in again. He knew he was weak. "I'm sure there's younger or hotter than me," Will finished.

"I want you," Paul informed Will, "And I'm not giving up on you. If I have to tell you every day until you get it through your head, I will."

"For now," Paul assertively told Will, "Until you're ready to admit what you want just do what I'm going to do."

"What's that?" Will couldn't stop himself from asking.

"I'm going to take off all my clothes," Paul licked his lips, "Lie down in my bed and remember each moment I've spent buried inside of you. Every. Little. Detail."

"Goodnight, Will," Paul whispered before hanging up, "Sweet dreams."

"Fuck," Will complained, throwing his phone on the bed, "Why do I do this to myself?"

Without his permission Will felt his mind drifting.

"Do you think I'm gay, Will?" Paul leered at Will gazing at his face trying to hold in a smile.

"Yes, yes I do," Will replied feeling a bit breathless and nervous, his heart pounding against his chest.

"Are you gay, Will?" Paul lifted his eyebrows and smirked, already certain of the answer.

"Yes I am," Will answered trying to sound confident despite how out of control he felt.

Giving Will a half smile Paul moved closer to Will, "Then I'll answer your question." Immediately Paul put one hand on the side of Will's neck and drew him into a kiss. When their lips connected all Paul could think was, 'Finally.' Feeling Will open his mouth against his Paul moved one hand to Will's shoulder and held on tight.

Will didn't know why he was so surprised by Paul's kiss but he was. 'Why would Paul kiss me?' Will wondered vaguely. Without even thinking about it Will found himself kissing back and holding on to Paul's waist. Lashes fluttering slightly Will enjoyed the moment before it dawned on him what he was really doing.

With their lips still connected Will lifted his hands to Paul's chest and pushed him away. 'His firm, firm chest,' Will couldn't help from thinking as he didn't move his hands away. "This, this shouldn't happen," Will said slightly out of breath.

Paul held Will's elbows until Will took a step back, "So you got your answer. Yes I'm gay just like you thought." Paul sauntered closer to Will as he took small steps back, "And you pushed real hard for that answer," Paul felt amused and elated. It felt so exciting to say that out loud. After so many hours alone with Will with his bright eyes and his bashful smile Paul couldn't wait to push Will to his limits.

"No," Will shook his head, moving one hand forward in a weak effort to keep Paul at bay, "No I just-"

"You just what?" Paul looked at Will expectantly, pleased when Will had nothing to say. Snatching one arm out around Will's waist Paul dragged Will against his body their lips connecting instantly.

Without thinking Will clutched onto Paul's jaw harshly. Kissing Paul almost violently, Will practically melted when he felt Paul's arms wrapping around him, holding him close. Almost losing himself entirely Will was unprepared when Paul took him by his shoulder and shoved him away.

Looking into Will's eyes Paul demanded, rubbing along Will's hips, "Tell me you don't want this to happen." He searched Will's expression looking for any doubts or regrets.

Will, breathing heavily, knew what he needed to say, what he wanted to say. But with Paul looking at him that way and touching him that way Will's head felt clouded. When Paul's hand cupped his face Will knew he had to try. He needed to explain why this was all wrong. 'I shouldn't be here with Paul. I shouldn't be here.'

"I mean it," Paul explained ardently, looking into those blue eyes he had found so interesting, "If you don't want this to happen..."

"It's-it's not that I don't want it to happen," Will tried to clarify. Because he did want it to happen as awful as that was. He wanted to kiss Paul and touch him, wanted to know what it would feel like. 'But I can't. I can't do this. I need to leave and go home. The only person that needs to kiss me or touch me is my husband.'

Paul grinned, "That's all I needed to hear." Almost laughing, cutting off whatever Will was going to say next, Paul pulled him into another kiss.

Will closed his eyes tightly, 'God, pull away from him and go home, Will Horton.'

Paul turned Will towards the bed wanting to get Will under him, wanting to see him spread out and wanton. Finding Will's wide-eyed expression enticing, Paul ogled Will as he guided him onto the bed.

Will scooted backwards until he was against the pillows. He tried to tell Paul why this was a horrible idea, why Will definitely shouldn't do this but Will couldn't find the words. Giving Paul a brief, disbelieving smile Will found Paul hovering above him kissing him senseless again.

Paul balanced himself over Will as his hands moved up and down Will's body from his hips along to his face. Paul didn't know what it was but he could barely keep his hands to himself. He wanted to touch Will everywhere and leave his mark.

The way Paul swept his hands over him mesmerized Will and practically filled his head with nothing but Paul. When Paul's tongue brushed against Will's lips Will whimpered and held onto Paul's shirt tightly. Opening his mouth Will groaned as Paul's tongue stroked against his own.

Nipping and licking along and inside of Will's mouth Paul couldn't help but grin. He loved feeling Will's erratic pants against his mouth and the tiny desperate puffs coming from his nose. Will was already coming undone underneath him and Paul hadn't even gotten started.

Lowering his hips, Paul pressed against Will wanting to completely surround and overwhelm him. Paul dragged his lips down Will's chin to his neck smirking when he felt Will's breath hitching against his mouth. Without another word Paul began unbutton Will's shirt.

Will couldn't think, couldn't feel anything but Paul. When he started licking along his neck Will lifted both hands into Paul's dark hair, fingers digging into his scalp wanting to keep Paul there. Will's neck had always been so sensitive. Unconsciously Will began rubbing his hips against Paul's. He didn't even notice that Paul had unbuttoned his shirt until he felt large hands rubbing along his chest.

Grinding against Will Paul pulled away from Will's neck to look over his naked chest. With a wide grin Paul made a clicking sound with his tongue as he caressed along Will's large pecs and the bumps of his abdominal muscles. Catching Will's eyes Paul softened his smile finding the sudden bout of insecurity on Will's face endearing.

Straddling Will's hips, pressing along his length, Paul put his hands on the bottom of his shirt and lifted it up and over his head slowly. He knew exactly what he looked like and wanted to give Will as good of a view as he could.

Will had to suck both of his lips into his mouth to make sure he didn't let out an embarrassing sound. He'd seen plenty of shirtless men in his lifetime. He knew several that were just as defined and muscular as Paul but there was something intoxicating about the sight in front of him. There was something heady about the look in Paul's eyes, the fact that Will was supposed to look and touch. But he couldn't help the rush of insecurity he felt consuming him. It was always there in the back of his mind waiting to strike without his permission.

'Why would someone like Paul Narita ever want someone like me? He could walk into any gay bar in town and have his pick of anyone. What's he doing with a nobody like me?'

Paul rested his hands on Will's chest while his thumbs began rubbing along his nipples. Catching Will's eyes again Paul smiled softly when Will sat up and drew him into another kiss. Moaning into Will's lips Paul helped drag Will's shirt off and tossed it over the side of the bed to land somewhere on the floor.

Arms wrapped around Paul's head Will licked into his mouth. He still didn't know why Paul would want to be with him but he wasn't going to waste the moment. It had been so long since someone looked at Will the way Paul was. 'Don't think about that,' Will scolded himself as he slid his tongue against Paul's. 'Just think about this. Just this.'

Paul swept his hands up and down Will's bare back as they kissed. He wanted Will closer though, wanted him naked. Smiling against Will's mouth, Paul lifted his hands to pull Will's arms from around his neck. Keeping their mouths connected Paul started taking off Will's watch. Will's teeth dug into his lip and Paul couldn't stop the groan escaping his throat making it impossible for his fingers to work.

Will pulled away from Paul to catch his breath. He couldn't stop himself from chuckling at Paul yanking on his watch in frustration.

"Here," Will licked his tingling lips and unlatched his watch. "I've got it."

"Good," Paul nodded. He took the watch from Will and tossed it over his head before cupping Will's face and knocking him onto the bed.

Hearing a beep on his phone, alerting him to a text, jerked Will out of his memory.

'Fuck,' Will thought, grabbing the phone, almost certain the message was from Paul.

Will knew he shouldn't but just like before, he couldn't resist looking.

'Oh,' Will breathed a sigh of relief, 'It's from Jake.'

'Right,' Will thought, 'Right, it's better this way. I can't stay away from Paul on my own. I'm definitely not strong enough.'

Sending Jake a response Will tried to push down the disappointment he felt that the message wasn't from Paul.

Author's note:

I took into consideration all the reviews. Some want straight up smut, some want them to talk. I tried to compromise. Don't worry though there is more smut on the horizon.

Please let me know what you thought.

Thanks for reading!