"Dad," Will rolled his eyes. "Grow up."

"Will," Lucas shook his head again. "Just, please tell me what's happening here?"

Settling back against Paul's side, Will said, "If you have to know, yes, Paul and I have been seeing each other."

"Yep," Paul put his arm back around Will's shoulders. "For a while now actually."

"How could this have even happened?" Adrienne demanded, face scrunching together in confusion.

Paul, trying not to laugh, remarked, "You do know that when I was with Will in January it was of my own choosing, right? Just because we had a lot of issues doesn't mean we lost our attraction."

Will smacked Paul's arm teasingly. Turning back to his father and Adrienne, Will told them, "You know, I am a grown, single man who can sleep with whoever I want whenever I want. And the two of you have absolutely nothing to do with it."

"This just doesn't make any sense, Will," Lucas sighed. "I mean the past few months and now this. Can't you see why this is a little hard to understand?"

"Again, still not your business," Paul pointed out. "But if you want I can go into detail about it all. It all started when we ran into each other one night and I took Will to my hotel and fu-"

"That's enough," Adrienne covered her face with her hands.

Will, amused, stated, "I'm sleeping with Paul. I slept with him this morning and I'll probably do it again after you leave. Hell, we'd be doing it right now if you weren't here."

"Will," Lucas made a disgusted face.

"How old am I dad?" Will chuckled. "I think you can get passed the idea of me sleeping with someone. I have a kid for god's sake."

"Look," Paul decided, having enough of Adrienne and Lucas. "I get that you have some concerns but Will and I like each other. We have fun. Sure, it started out as us taking out our frustrations on each other in bed but it's going places. We're not apologizing for that."

"And considering your own relationship," Will pointedly looked between his dad and Adrienne shuffling awkwardly, "You are in no position to judge mine."

"What about all the animosity between you two?" Adrienne wondered, trying to understand. "How did you just get over that?"

"We didn't just get over it," Will admitted. "But we've talked about a lot of things, everything. We understand what happened when we first met, what happened after we found out the truth about each other and about what we're doing now."

"OK," Lucas exhaled, "It all sounds good. And I know I haven't been that supportive ever since," Lucas trailed off a bit, "Um, since your divorce, but I am just concerned, Will."

"Thank you, Dad," Will nodded, "But I honestly have this handled. Paul and I know what we're doing."

"And still," Paul informed them, "None of your business."

"Alright," Adrienne decided, "We get it. We shouldn't have barged in here but we were just a little worried."

Will, ushering his father and Adrienne out, closed the door and leaned against it before giving Paul a knowing look.

Paul, holding Will's gaze, tried to stay strong before he gave up. "Ugh," Paul crossed his arms and averted his eyes, "Fine, you were right. Everyone is going to freak out on us now."

"Told you so," Will couldn't help but quip. Kneeling on the couch Will grabbed Paul by the collar of his shirt, "Pretty soon you are going to be missing our secret rendezvous."

"It was fun while it lasted," Paul agreed. "But I've been ready to take you on a real date for a while now."

"Really?" Will asked rubbing his lips together, feeling a bit shy.

"Sure thing, blue eyes," Paul smoothly replied. Whispering against Will's lips, Paul smiled, "I can't wait to show you off."

Will smiled softly before kissing Paul gently on the mouth.

Several Weeks Ago

"This is pretty nice," Will admitted glancing over at Jake sitting next to him on a park bench.

"It is," Jake confirmed. "Plus it's great to see my niece actually playing with someone her own age."

Will smiled watching Ari run around the playground with her new friend, Jake's niece.

The other night Will had made plans with Jake, plans that Will made absolutely certain were not a date. Jake suggested he meet Will and Ari at the park and he could bring his niece. So far, Will was actually having a fun time. It had been so long since he actually sat down with someone and was able to relax with no pressure.

"Hey," Jake said, turning from watching the girls take turns on the slide, "Can I ask you something?"

"OK," Will shrugged, "Go for it."

"What's the deal with you and Paul Narita?" Jake questioned directly.

Will closed his eyes, "It's complicated."

"I figured, yeah," Jake shifted uncomfortably on the bench. A bit sheepishly he admitted, "After what he said to me I kind of looked up all your articles. You know, because he said I didn't read a lot."

"Oh," Will blinked several times and turned his head down, "I see."

"And well," Jake continued, "One link lead to another and then another and well I guess I'm just wondering about what I saw between you two the other day."

"You and me both," Will mumbled. Sitting up straight, Will caught Jake's eye and said, "Paul and I, whatever we are, is nothing."

"You sure about that?" Jake prodded. "It looked like something when he sent me on my way."

"I want it to be nothing," Will amended. "I just have to stay away from him."

"OK," Jake could tell Will would welcome a change in conversation. "Why don't you tell me about Ari?"

Paul, late for lunch with his dad, jabbed his fingers against his phone as he sent a text. Taking a quick shortcut through the park Paul paused mid-step when he heard a familiar laugh.

Backing up a few feet, Paul looked out towards the playground, a portion of the park he always ignored, and frowned unhappily.

'What the hell is Will doing here with Jake?' Paul set his jaw, ready to go over there.

Ever since their late night conversation Paul had been trying to get in contact with Will again to no avail. Will wasn't answering his texts or phone calls.

At first, Paul thought it was better that way. Will was upset and giving him a few days of respite would be good for him. Maybe he would realize how much he missed Paul's companionship, missed the time they spent together. He didn't consider the possibility of Will only ignoring him and no one else.

Paul assumed that Will was hiding out, taking care of a few things. After having that run in with Adrienne and Lucas, Paul realized how alone Will must have been feeling. That while everyone else's life was able to keep on moving Will had to change his entirely.

'Will has to think about Ari and himself and still try to stay afloat,' Paul sneered seeing Jake putting his arm over the back of the bench. 'I thought he needed time to figure out there was nothing wrong with the two of us seeing each other. That he would finally figure out that I want him to use me as stress relief. I didn't think he was actually serious about staying away from me.'

Feeling his phone buzz, Paul glanced down to see a message from his dad. Paul looked one more time at Will before turning and walking away.

'I'm getting his attention back,' Paul decided, 'One way or another.'

Paul, walking through another section of the park, vividly remembered sitting on the park bench he was storming by.

'Sitting and kissing,' Paul recalled. Lifting up one eyebrow Paul's fingers itched to pull out his phone again and send a message to someone he hadn't talked to in a few months.

'Maybe there's something in Will's notes that will help Will get laid this time,' Paul mused.

"How have you been?" Will asked his cousin as he sat across from her at The Brady Pub, hands cradling a coffee mug.

"Well," Abigail pushed her long, dark hair away from her face and began talking at great length.

Will, doing his best to nod along and pay attention, vaguely wondered if anyone in this town ever had a nice, normal pregnancy.

Taking a drink of the warm, strong coffee Will glanced around the pub. 'I can only listen to this Ben, Chad nonsense for so long.'

That situation hit a little too close to home for Will. 'And speaking of,' Will thought seeing Paul walking through the door.

Shifting uncomfortably Will mentally prepared himself for dealing with Paul. Once he turned off his phone Will had done such a good job yesterday of ignoring Paul's calls and messages. Unfortunately, Will still spent the night with his hand wrapped around his cock, teeth digging into his pillow to keep quiet and his mind focused entirely on Paul.

Seeing Paul holding the door open for someone Will's eyes snapped towards Abigail again.

"Will?" Abigail asked realizing he wasn't listening to her.

"Huh?" Will said, eyes taking a few moments to focus. "I think you should stick with whatever guy you want."

"You were listening," Abigail smiled happily. "As I was saying," she continued on oblivious to Will's internal crisis.

Will slumped against the booth, staring into his cup of coffee. 'Why is he here with Derrick?' Will wondered.

Will didn't want to admit that he had been enjoying Paul's attention. Even though Will knew it was wrong he couldn't stop himself from feeling flattered. Will knew it wasn't completely healthy to be jumping into Paul's bed as often as he had. 'But it still made me feel good,' Will sighed. 'Paul made me feel good.'

'And I thought,' Will turned his phone over in his hand, recalling the last time he talked to Paul on the phone, 'That Paul wasn't giving up on me.'

Will knew it wasn't fair of him to tell Paul to stay away and then get upset when Paul listened. 'God,' Will closed his eyes, 'Get a grip, Horton. Paul can be with Derrick all he wants.'

But Will couldn't stop the sickening voice hissing in his ear how replaceable he was. How he was only good enough to sleep with a few meaningless times. 'Useless, slutty and disposable,' Will blinked several times to clear his eyes.

'This is good,' Will tried to convince himself. 'Paul is bad for me and this is more proof why. Besides,' Will snuck a quick look in Paul and Derrick's direction, 'I'm supposed to be mad at Derrick too. He threw me under the bus and let me crash and burn by myself.'

'No more thinking about Paul,' Will vowed. 'Not now and not ever again.'

"I've got to admit that I was pretty shocked when you called me today," Derrick told Paul as they sat down at a table.

"Uh, me too," Paul smiled weakly, eyes darting towards Will every few seconds. He didn't want to admit exactly how he knew Will was going to be here at this time. 'Maybe I am a stalker,' Paul thought feeling a bit unsettled.

"I thought you didn't really want to see me anymore," Derrick confessed, "After what happened."

Paul, finally paying attention, looked over at Derrick, "Well, I guess I realized I could have handled that situation with a bit more tact."

"No, no it's not your fault," Derrick said, reaching across the table and touching Paul's hand, "I definitely shouldn't have let Will talk me into anything."

Dragging his eyes away from Will once again, Paul gave Derrick a strange look, "What do you mean?"

"I wanted some advice and I got a lot more than I was bargaining for," Derrick shrugged, taking his hand back.

"You didn't have to listen to Will," Paul stated, glancing over at Will again, "Or read the notes he gave you or even use them."

"I guess not," Derrick admitted. With a frown he asked, "Why do you keep looking over there?"

Turning around in his seat Derrick took in the rest of the restaurant and frowned when he saw Will Horton. 'Why is Paul staring at him?' Derrick wondered.

Seeing Will stand up and give the brunette he was sitting with a hug, Derrick stared at Paul again seeing how captivated he was. 'What the hell?' Derrick thought.

"Paul?" Derrick questioned, getting no response.

Paul watched Will heading in the direction of the bathroom. Standing up, Paul told Derrick quickly, "I'll be right back."

Will splashed some cool water on his face before standing upright and jumping when he saw Paul in the mirror's reflection.

"God," Will put his hand to his chest. "Do you have to do that?"

"Sorry," Paul said softly before reaching out and putting his hands on Will's shoulders.

"What are you doing?" Will asked looking into Paul's eyes through the mirror.

"You know what I'm doing," Paul's fingers drifted towards Will's collarbone.

"No, I don't," Will shook his head but didn't move away from Paul's hands. "I thought I did but I have no idea what you want."

"I've told you in explicit detail, several times, what I want," Paul traced his thumbs over the dip in Will's collarbone.

"You can take your explicit detail," Will licked over his lips, "And go do it to Derrick."

Will moved away from Paul and headed for the door.

Paul reached out for Will's elbow and turned him around, "Oh should I?"

"I told you to find someone younger and hotter," Will shrugged, "And to leave me alone."

"I don't know if he's that younger than you," Paul started moving closer to Will, backing him against the door, "And I wouldn't say he's hotter either."

"Right," Will said, "I'm much more self-aware now, you know. Plus I have eyes."

"You can't be that self-aware to not see what's right in front of your face," Paul urged holding onto Will's shoulders to hold him in place. Leaning forward Paul angled his head slightly, aiming for Will's lips.

"Why is Derrick here?" Will demanded, turning his head to the side and causing Paul's lips to graze his cheek.

"Why do you think?" Paul chuckled, kissing the apple of Will's cheek, nose nuzzling along Will's skin.

"I have no idea what to think," Will confessed. 'I think I'm stupid and easy and not what you really want.'

"I wanted to make you jealous," Paul admitted, kissing the corner of Will's mouth. "I wanted to rile you up and make you admit that you wanted me too."

Will closed his eyes, letting Paul cup his jaw and sighing slightly when he felt Paul's warm breath against his lips.

"Wait," Will said before Paul could press their lips together.

"What now?" Paul grumbled, resting his forehead against Will's.

"You were trying to make me feel jealous?" Will questioned. "You wanted me to feel that way?" Will put his hands on Paul's chest and shoved him away.

"Well," Paul took a few steps back, giving Will his space, "Yeah, I saw you with Jake and all I wanted was to make you see that you wanted to be with me instead."

"With Jake?" Will repeated. "When was I with Jake?"

"This afternoon," Paul insisted, "At the park."

"What did you see at the park?" Will demanded.

"You were sitting on a bench and laughing and, and, you know," Paul crossed his arms defensively.

"And I know?" Will crossed his arms as well. "For your information he brought his niece to play with Ari. We were only there as friends."

"Right," Paul snorted. "Sure."

"I told him in explicit detail," Will mocked, "That the only thing I could offer was friendship. Believe it or not but some people might actually be interested in being my friend."

"You didn't see the way he was looking at you," Paul argued. "He does not want to be your friend."

"It shouldn't matter to you," Will snarled, "Because the only one I've been sleeping with is you."

Seeing the accusing look on Will's face, Paul smiled. "So you were jealous," Paul commented, feeling extremely proud of himself.

"No," Will took a step back, "No." Will looked away from Paul, "Maybe. I-I don't know."

Before Paul could say anything else Will said decisively, "I don't know if I was jealous but I sure as hell know you made me feel useless."

"What?" Paul's smile dropped. "What are you talking about?"

"I know I told you to stay away but you said you were going to convince me," Will started explaining. "And yet you brought a date here."

"Maybe we're here as just friends," Paul told Will, raising his eyebrows. "Look," Paul shook his head, "I'm sorry. I don't know why we keep getting our signals crossed."

Paul took Will's hands, "I saw you with him and I panicked. You wouldn't talk to me yesterday and I thought you were just taking time to cool off. Seeing you with him freaked me out."

"Why bring Derrick into this?" Will asked. "You know he likes you. That's just cruel."

"It's been months," Paul dismissed, "And I never said it was a date."

"You think that's going to matter to him?" Will gave Paul a disapproving look. "He's had a crush on you forever. You don't just get over that so easily."

"Like you and me?" Paul smiled triumphantly seeing the look on Will's face.

"Maybe," Will conceded. "But for the record, if you want anywhere near me again, there's no games and no tricks, from either of us. I've spent the better part of this year going crazy because of jealousy. I do not appreciate you trying to do that to me again."

"I'm sorry," Paul grabbed Will's face again. "I just wanted to remind you about this," Paul brushed against Will's cheek with his thumb. "Remind you about all the things I want to happen between us."

Will closed his eyes, leaning against Paul's strong hands.

"I think I finally understand your behavior earlier in the year," Paul admitted. "Why you felt so crazy and did things you wouldn't normally do. You drive me crazy, cloud my head."

"Paul," Will whispered, eyes still closed.

"I want you so much," Paul said quietly, passionately. "Just say the word and I'll do anything to you, anything you want."

"P-Paul," Will whimpered.

"Open those beautiful blue eyes," Paul ordered in a silky, smooth voice, "And I'll give you everything."

Will didn't know what to do, what to think.

"Come on," Paul maintained, moving even closer.

Just as Will fluttered his eyes and caught Paul's stare, the door to the bathroom opened.

"What is taking you so long, Pau-" Derrick trailed off seeing Paul cradling Will's face, the two standing entirely too close.

"What the hell is this?" Derrick inquired feeling completely unsettled.

"Um," Will backed away from Paul and out of his reach, "I-I need to go."

Derrick watched as Will practically ran out the door. "Well?" Derrick looked at Paul expectantly.

"It's exactly what it looks like," Paul stated trying to be both firm but apologetic.

"Wh-" Derrick opened and closed his mouth a few times. Crossing his arms, Derrick asked bluntly, "Why did you invite me here?"

"I was trying to make Will jealous," Paul answered. "It wasn't fair to you and I'm sorry."

Derrick sighed, "At least this time you're admitting it."

"Yeah," Paul scratched the back of his head. "I'm still really sorry."

Derrick nodded and put his hands in his pockets. He didn't know why he kept getting his hopes up with Paul but he did. Rolling his eyes a bit Derrick asked, "You gonna go after him or what?"

"Did you have fun with Grandma?" Will asked Ari once they were finally alone at home.

"Uh huh," Ari nodded, "Color."

"I see," Will looked over the papers Ari had brought with her, smiling at the crude figures and shapes. "Where should we put them?" Will questioned teasingly.

"Room," Ari decided, snatching the papers and skipping into her room.

"Are you ready for dinner?" Will asked walking into Ari's room with a roll of tape.

"Mmm hmm," Ari nodded, smiling when Will handed over a piece of tape and let her put the pictures where she wanted them.

"You play and I'll work on dinner," Will told Ari as he walked into the kitchen and heard her dumping out her entire collection of blocks.

Will opened the fridge and weighed his options. 'What do we have that I can actually cook?'

Will turned towards the door when he heard a loud knock. Going to open the door, Will paused, recalling the latest murder he had heard on the news.

"Who is it?" Will called through the door.

"It's me," Paul called, "Can you let me in?"

Will closed his eyes and counted to three.

'If you open this door,' Will told himself, 'You know what's going to happen.'

Opening his eyes Will unlocked the door and pulled it open.

"Hey," Paul greeted with a relieved smile. He was afraid for a second there that he was going to be left standing outside, completely shut out.

"Hi," Will replied gripping onto the door handle tightly.

"Can I come in?" Paul asked again. "I, um, I brought this," Paul lifted a takeout bag. "If you haven't eaten yet that is," Paul trailed off a bit when Will just blinked at him.

"No," Will shook his head, "I mean, yes. I mean, yes you can come in and no we haven't eaten."

"OK," Paul nodded and gave a small smile. "Um, for that to happen you have to move out of the way, Will."

"Right," Will finally let go of the doorknob and stepped aside to let Paul in.

"Where should I put this?" Paul wondered.

"The table is fine," Will said softly. "I'll just, um, go get Ari."

"I don't know if she'll like what I brought but uh, I just remember that you mentioned it once and so I got it and um," Paul realized he was rambling and stopped, "I'll just stop talking now."

"OK," Will smiled softly finding this less than confident Paul sweet.

Watching Will walk away Paul twisted his face in a grimace. 'Get it together,' Paul scolded himself before pulling out the takeout containers. Trying to find some cutlery in the kitchen Paul started opening drawers and cabinets until he found what he needed.

'If I want to show Will that there's nothing wrong with what we've been doing,' Paul thought, 'Then I need to get it together.'

Ari, walking into the room hand-in-hand with Will, gave Paul a quizzical look, "Daddy has friend?"

Will glanced over at Paul briefly before saying, "Yeah, baby girl, this is daddy's friend."

"It's cute listening to you read her a story," Paul told Will after Will slowly closed the door to Ari's room.

"If you say so," Will sheepishly scratched the side of his neck. "She likes it when I do all the voices."

"It's really sweet," Paul stood up from the couch and reached out for Will's hand. "You're a really great father," Paul praised.

"I try my best," Will admitted. "It's really hard though."

"I imagine it is," Paul confirmed, "Trying to do all of this on your own."

"Sometimes I don't think I can do it," Will quietly whispered. He didn't know why he was telling this to Paul. He didn't think Paul even really cared.

"You've been doing it for months," Paul told Will, looking him right in the eyes, "And from what I've seen she's happy and healthy."

"Thanks," Will gave Paul a weak smile.

"I mean it," Paul praised.

Will nodded before putting his arms around Paul and hugging him.

Paul, taken aback, wrapped his arms around Will and said, "You OK?"

Will nodded, "Yeah. Just, I guess I needed to hear that."

"I'm sorry about what I did earlier," Paul reminded Will. "I really didn't mean to make you feel like you were anything less than what you are."

"I don't think it's possible for me to be any less than what I am," Will confessed.

Paul frowned; hating hearing Will talk like that.

"Will," Paul licked his lips, "I'm not going to lie. I came over here with the intention of sleeping with you. That's all I've been thinking about for a few days now, getting my next chance."

Will held onto Paul tighter, hiding his face in Paul's neck.

"But I promise," Paul urged, hands rubbing up and down Will's sides, "That if we do this, by the time we're done, you're going to see exactly what I think about you. You'll see exactly what I see when I look at you."

"Now," Paul gently pulled away from Will, "Do you want to go into the bedroom, knowing exactly what we're going to do? Or do you want me to leave?"

"I-I want you to show me," Will decided, face heating up, "Please."

"Sit on the bed," Paul told Will softly, letting his fingertips slide out of his hands.

Will, nervous, sat on the edge of the bed. He didn't know why he was so anxious. It wasn't like he and Paul had never been in this position before. Maybe it was the way Paul was looking at him or the promises Paul made.

'What if I don't like what he sees?' Will wondered, chewing on his lower lip.

Paul tried not to smile seeing Will so uncomfortable.

"Hey," Paul reached out and gently touched Will's face. Pushing Will's chin up, Paul said, "Don't be nervous. It's just me."

"I'm pretty sure that's a reason to be nervous," Will replied giving Paul a painful smile.

"Not really," Paul moved onto his knees. Paul reached out and pulled off Will's shoes and socks. Dragging his hands up the tight, thick material of Will's jeans, Paul rubbed up and down Will's thighs.

"I like these pants," Paul declared conversationally as he put his hands on Will's stomach and pushed him until he lied down on the bed. Paul popped the button on Will's jeans and pulled down his zipper.

"They highlight your legs, how thick and strong they are," Paul continued, yanking on the tight material, "And I especially like how they make your ass look."

Will, glad Paul couldn't see how bright red his face was now, almost couldn't contain his smile. It felt so good to hear anything positive about himself especially from someone else. 'Especially from Paul,' Will thought.

"I don't know if I've ever mentioned it," Paul smirked slightly once Will's pants were off. "But the curve of your ass? Definitely my third favorite part of your body."

"What are the other two?" Will asked curiously, breathlessly.

"Well," Paul placed his hands on the waistband of Will's underwear, "Actually it's a tie between your eyes and your lips."

"Really?" Will furrowed his eyebrows feeling a bit surprised.

"Yep," Paul admitted, "Those were the first parts of you I saw. I didn't see your ass until you turned around."

"You are so," Will tried to think of the word but when Paul started slowly pulling off his underwear he had trouble focusing.

"So what?" Paul leered as he dragged Will's underwear off his knees, down his legs and past his feet.

When Will didn't respond Paul smiled, "I guess I'll have to work for an answer."

Paul lifted Will's right leg up, gently bending his knee a bit. Paul dragged one of his fingers down the ball of Will's foot before kissing the top of his foot. Lips dragging up from Will's foot to his leg and over his knee, Paul enjoyed the slight twitches and gasps Will made.

"I don't understand," Paul said in a clear voice, lips murmuring against the sensitive flesh of Will's inner thigh, "Why you don't have more confidence. Why you don't see yourself the way others see you."

"I see myself the way everyone tells me to," Will whispered crying out when Paul's tongue licked a line along his pelvis.

"You need to see yourself the way I tell you to," Paul offered, nose brushing along Will's pubic hair.

Putting down Will's leg Paul lifted the other one before running his fingers up and down Will's thigh.

"How did you get this?" Paul asked as he traced a faint scar along the top of Will's thigh.

"Fell off my bike," Will answered inhaling sharply when Paul kissed it.

"And this?" Paul touched a pale scar near the toes on Will's left foot.

"My mom," Will whined a bit when Paul's warm breath panted against his foot. "Stepped on me with her heels."

"Sounds dangerous," Paul tried not to laugh. "Now," Paul placed the other leg down, "Do you wanna know what I see right now?"

"What?" Will licked his lips nervously.

"Your legs are strong and thick in all the best places," Paul ran both his hands fully up and over Will's calves and thighs to rest along Will's hips, completely bypassing Will's cock. "Makes it easier for when I throw them over my shoulders or you wrap them around my waist."

Will snorted slightly, breathing erratic, drinking in every word Paul was saying.

Paul pushed Will's shirt up and over his head quickly, wanting him completely naked.

"You've been working out more often," Paul commented as he trailed his fingers up and down Will's stomach. Eyes looking over Will's naked form Paul added, "Not that there was anything wrong with the way you looked before but I'm appreciating it now."

"Why have you started working out more?" Paul wondered, getting back on his knees and leaning closer so his elbows were digging into Will's thighs, his stomach pressing against Will intimately.

"Therapist said I should," Will shakily answered. With Paul touching and praising him, his t-shirt brushing against his cock and balls, Will was having a hard time thinking.

"Well you can thank them for me," Paul quipped. "Because you look so, so good."

Will barely squeaked out a, "Thank you," when Paul bent his head down and pressed a single kiss to Will's cock.

Paul stood up and took Will's hands. "Move against the pillows," Paul ordered.

Will scooted back and lied down; keeping his eyes locked on Paul's the whole time.

Paul sat down on the bed next to Will and took one hand. Paul pulled on Will's arm until it was extended across his lap.

"This is nice too," Paul praised, fingers trailing up and down Will's bare arm. "So strong and sexy."

"Yeah?" Will couldn't look away from Paul's face. He wished he could see what Paul sees. That he could look at himself through Paul's eyes.

"Yes," Paul gave Will a small smile before lifting up his hand and kissing it. "Do you believe me?" Paul questioned.

Will nodded slowly, trusting Paul.

"Now," Paul grabbed Will's shoulder, "Turn over."

"What?" Will asked, confused.

"I can see my two favorite parts right now," Paul teased reaching forward to kiss over both of Will's eyelids. "Now I want to see the other."

Turning onto his front, resting his head in his arms, Will waited anxiously to see what would happen next.

Paul settled himself near the foot of the bed and spread Will's legs slightly. Light as a feather Paul traced his nails up the back of Will's legs until he could fan his hands over the globes of Will's ass.

"You're nervous again," Paul observed as he spread apart Will's cheeks. "You're twitching."

"You're looking at me," Will said shyly. "It's hard not to be nervous."

"Of course I'm looking at you," Paul chuckled, "I want you. I want to look and touch and taste and feel you all around me."

"Is that what you want?" Paul questioned as he propped Will up a bit and lied on his stomach. "Do you want all of that?"

Will nodded.

"You have to say it," Paul ordered, "I want to make sure I'm doing absolutely everything you want me to."

"Paul," Will sighed, voice slightly whining.

"Say it," Paul repeated as his thumb brushed over Will's opening.

"I can't," Will complained, "Paul, please."

"Tell me you want this," Paul stated, bending down to teasingly lick his tongue along Will's crack. "Or else I'm not going to do it."

"Come on, blue eyes," Paul urged with one more lick.

"OK," Will confessed in a choked off voice, "I want it. I want you."

"What do you want me to do?" Paul teased, "You need to tell me."

"Keep, god, keep doing what you were doing," Will pleaded, "With your tongue. Please, Paul."

"Yeah?" Paul smiled, pressing in closer. "Did that feel good?"

"Y-yes," Will acknowledged.

Circling around Will's opening again Paul hummed slightly. He loved feeling Will twitch and gasp and clench against his tongue.

Will could barely keep his noises down. He knew he couldn't risk Ari waking up and wandering in here and finding them. When Paul slipped his tongue inside of him Will bit his wrist to keep from calling out.

Paul rubbed his hands up and down Will's ass as his tongue slid in and out of Will painstakingly slow. He knew he was driving Will crazy and he loved every minute of it.

"Paul," Will spat out as he let go of his wrist. "Paul, please."

"You have to say it," Paul reminded Will. "Whatever it is you want I'll give it to you. All you have to do is say it."

"Please," Will whimpered, "Please, fuck me."

"Of course I will, baby," Paul hummed before sticking his finger into his mouth, "How do you want me to fuck you? Hmm?"

"Nice and slow?" Paul wondered as he slid his middle finger inside of Will and waited a beat.

"Rough and fast?" Paul pulled his finger out of Will and slammed it back inside repeatedly.

Will jolted and gasped. The only sounds coming out of his mouth were garbled and weak.

"Do you want both?" Paul questioned feeling Will tightening around him.

"I just," Will tried to push himself onto his hands and knees, "I just want you. I want you inside me."

"Good," Paul tried not to grin as he pushed in two fingers and started scissoring them around.

Working Will open for a few minutes, whispering compliments and praises against his skin, Paul pulled out both fingers. "Condoms?" Paul wondered, watching as Will's hole tried vainly to close.

"Over there," Will said weakly pointing towards his side table.

Paul quickly produced a condom and the tube of lube he found next to it. Paul stepped out of his clothes, getting naked as fast as possible. Rolling on the condom quickly and slicking himself up, Paul positioned his cock against Will's entrance.

"Hurry," Will ordered, head hanging low, hips wiggling around.

Pushing in nice and slow, once Paul was entirely inside, he wrapped one arm around Will and placed his large palm on his stomach.

"Fuck," Paul whispered, leaning over Will's back. "You feel so good," Paul praised.

"God," Will tried to settle himself down but he felt like his blood was boiling.

Paul gently eased off of Will and gave a shallow thrust back inside.

"Did you know," Paul breathed against the back of Will's ear, "Every time I do this," Paul gave another tiny thrust, "Your breath hitches. I love that sound."

Will closed his eyes before pushing back against Paul, "Faster."

"How fast?" Paul picked up his pace a bit, keeping his thrust steady and even.

"I want you to cover every bit of me," Will requested, "I want to be surrounded."

Paul pushed into Will and wrapped his other arm around him, "Want to feel me everywhere?"

"Yes," Will admitted, "I want you everywhere, inside of me."

Groaning when Paul gave a particularly good thrust Will threw his head back. "Paul," he commended, "Keep doing that."

"Whatever you want," Paul promised, mouth brushing against Will's earlobe. "Whenever you want. Just say it and it's yours."

"Don't stop," Will said, "Please, don't stop."

Will's hand, which had been supporting himself on the mattress, lifted up and went to grab his cock.

"I don't think so," Paul admonished. Paul let go of Will to grab both his hands and pin them to the bed.

"You said whatever I wanted," Will complained, falling onto the bed, yet didn't try to fight off Paul's hold.

"You didn't say that's what you wanted," Paul teased. "Besides, I want you to come just like this. Just me inside of your tight, tasty little hole."

"You wanna know why?" Paul asked, smiling when Will started rubbing himself against the sheets. "Because I can do this for you. I'm all you need right now. It's just you and me and what we want."

Will started panting and nodding his head. "Yes," he croaked out.

"This doesn't seem wrong," Paul smoothly inquired. "Now does it. You and me? We can do whatever we want."

"This time," Will said in a quiet voice.

Paul didn't want Will to think about that at all. He wanted Will to be in the here and now.

"Anytime," Paul responded. "And right now, this is what you want, isn't it?"

"Yes," Will panted, crying out.

"Just you and me," Paul continued, "Because I see you. I see everything about you. All the good and the bad."

Will bit his lip not sure he wanted to hear this.

"And I still want you," Paul confessed. "I've thought about you every night since I made you stay at my hotel. I've wanted to do this," Paul gave Will a stabbing thrust, "But only with you."

"I don't know why," Paul admitted, "But I won't fight it. I just want you. OK? Just you, Will."

Will sobbed wetly, face buried into the pillow as he started to come.

Letting go of Will's hands Paul rubbed along Will's back. "Let me be with you," Paul requested.

Will tried to calm himself down, letting everything Paul said and did sink in. When he finally had a grasp on what he wanted, Will pushed Paul off of him and knocked him onto his back.

Paul, taken by surprise, did nothing to stop Will as he peeled off the condom.

Holding onto the base of Paul's cock in a surprisingly steady hand, Will wrapped his lips around the head.

"God," Paul started fisting the sheets.

"I'll be with you," Will told Paul, looking at him through his eyelashes, lips brushing against his cock. "But on my terms."

"Whatever you want," Paul said, hips twisting when Will's hand started working him over.

"Good," Will replied before swallowing around Paul, taking as much in as he could.

Paul put his hands in Will's soft hair, helping him bob up and down.

"Whatever you want," Paul repeated, "Just don't stop doing that."

Will swallowed making a wet, choking sound.

"Fuck," Paul praised, "Will, Will I'm gonna-"

Will pulled off of Paul but kept the rhythm of his hand steady. Slapping the tip of Paul's cock against his tongue Will held Paul's gaze, daring him to come.

"Jesus Chri-" Paul hissed before coming all over Will's pink tongue and lips.

Making sure to work every last bit out of Paul Will made a large show of swallowing and slurping up the remnants on his lips and the corner of his mouth.

"God," Paul panted. "What the hell was that?"

Will collapsed next to Paul on the bed, "You said my mouth and eyes were your favorite."

Paul laughed and covered his eyes with his arm.

"You can come over my eyelashes next time," Will offered, face bright red but feeling satisfied with himself.

"Next time?" Paul turned on his side to face Will.

"Yeah," Will nodded. Before Paul could kiss him Will said, "But on my terms, right?"

"Yes," Paul said, pressing his lips together, getting the feeling he wasn't going to like this.

"No one else can know," Will looked Paul in the eyes. "Not until I'm ready."

"OK," Paul nodded and pulled Will into a kiss. 'OK.'

Author's note:

I feel like Paul is kind of all over the place in this fic but oh well. He's got a lot of feelings he doesn't understand.

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Also, thank you to iluvh0rs3s for always helping me out when I need it.