Neil, sitting on the edge of his bed signing release forms, looked up at the nurse and asked, "I don't see anything about payments. I'm definitely going to need to go on some sort of plan for that."

"You don't need to worry about," the woman told him quickly, gathering the stack of papers from Neil, "It's been taken care of for you."

"Uh, by who," Neil wondered eyebrows raised in surprise.

"Mr. Dimera," the nurse explained before she walked out the door. "Have a nice day!"

Neil, mulling everything over thought to himself, 'I guess that means I'm forgiven.' Shrugging Neil stood up, gathering his bag, waiting patiently for Brian to return with a wheelchair to take him back to his dorm.

"Wait," Chad said shaking his head in confusion, "Tell me again what you heard."

Gabi, looking at him impatiently, "I told you already Chad, Roman and Lucas were talking about keeping Will away from everyone."

"But why," Chad blurted out starting to pace, "I mean, they don't even know half of the things that have gone on why are they butting in now?"

"I don't know," Gabi said, grabbing his hand to pull him back into bed, "I just know that they're planning something." 'And if I can do something to make it up to Will after the mess I made I will.' Curling into Chad when he flopped back on the bed Gabi tried to keep her face neutral not wanting Chad to realize something was wrong. So far she had done a great job of keeping her secret. 'No one knows I even knew Ian and now no one ever will.'

"I'm going to have to put a stop to this," Chad decided, "Will doesn't need any more family members trying to run his life. He needs a break and so do Sonny and Paul."

Gabi, turning to look at Chad curiously, asked, "Why do you have to do anything? I figured we would just tell Will to be on the lookout. Why do you have to stop anything?"

"Because I have a lot of crap to make up for still," Chad confessed rolling his eyes and pulling away from Gabi. Grabbing his pants off the floor Chad quickly got dressed. "I gotta go to the coffee shop."

"I thought Sonny usually worked around now," Gabi, miffed that Chad was leaving, 'And without answering my questions properly.'

"I just said he needed a break," Chad told her voice laced with irritation. "So I'm covering for him for a few more days."

"Why does Sonny need a break," Gabi demanded, crossing her arms, pulling the sheet over her naked body, shielding herself from Chad's eyes. "Nothing happened to him."

Chad, looking at Gabi disbelievingly, "Seriously? Even if he wasn't recovering from the bullshit of the past few days he needs to be there for Will."

"Why isn't Paul there instead," Gabi asked pointedly, 'He's got two boyfriends why don't they just take turns babysitting him?'

"He is," Chad pulled his shirt over his head, grabbed his phone, keys and wallet off the nightstand and walked towards the door. "I'll call you later."

Gabi, glaring at the door once it was closed shut, threw herself onto her pillows, 'What is it going to take to get him to really be with me?' Angrily shoving the sheets off Gabi stormed into the bathroom ready for a shower. Sulking, Gabi couldn't help but wonder why Will seemed so important to Chad, 'More important than me.'

Sami walked up the last flight of stairs to Will's new apartment and froze in front of the door. 'OK, you can do this. Just go in there and tell Will you are going to be the best damn mother he's ever seen.' Taking a deep breath Sami knocked on the door and anxiously waited for an answer.

Sonny, rolling his eyes at Will, walked to the front door shaking his head. 'Who knew he was so anal about putting books on a shelf?' Looking in the peephole Sonny bit the inside of his cheek, 'Why is Sami here?' Unlocking the door Sonny said, "Ms. Brady, hi."

Sami, visibly shrinking when she saw who answered the door, "Sonny, hi. Um, is Will around?"

"Yeah, he's over there," Sonny nodded his head toward the bedrooms, "You can come on in I guess." 'You better not do anything to upset him.'

"Will," Sonny called out gently, not wanting to be too loud and risk inducing a headache. Arms crossed over his chest Sonny couldn't help but stand protectively near the door to their office.

"What," Will questioned holding a stack of books in his hands as he walked into the front room. "What's-oh, Mom."

"Hi," Sami smiled brightly. Sami stared at Will heart hammering in her chest, 'Oh god. It's so good to see him.'

"What, what are you doing here," Will asked in confusion. Handing his stack of books over to Paul, who had come up behind Will to see what was happening, Will moved closer to his mom. 'This can't be good.' "How did you even know where we lived?"

"EJ," Sami said plainly. "He told me and, and there's a lot I want to talk to you about Will. A lot that I need to explain to you."

"Like what," Will narrowed his eyes at his mother in distrust knowing her track record with things like this.

Glancing at Sonny and Paul quickly Sami asked, "Can we talk in private, please?"

"No," Will informed her firmly, lifting his head up higher, "Whatever you have to tell me you can say in front of them."

"Will," Sami started to say before she was cut off.

"No, Mom," Will shook his head, already feeling the beginnings of a headache, "Anything you have to say to me I'm going to tell them anyway."

Paul, feeling uncomfortable, not wanting to cause any unnecessary stress to Will's already stress-filled life offered, "Baby, it's OK, you can talk in the office."

Sonny, agreeing with Paul, and secretly not wanting to witness this blowout, said, "Paul and I can start on breakfast and you two can talk."

"Fine," Will huffed before stomping into the office not looking at anyone on his way inside. 'They're both just afraid of my mother.'

Sami, chasing after him and closing the door behind herself, sighed, "Before we start anything there's something I need to do first." Sami wrapped her arms around Will gently, holding on to him as tightly as she dared.

Will, taken aback, hugged his mom loosely before pulling away, "Why, what did you need to talk to me about?"

"You're my son," Sami told him gently, gazing at the green bruise on the side of his head, the stitches on his lips, "I want to check on you."

Will shook his head sadly, "That's not, Mom, you don't do those kinds of things. Not with me."

Biting her lip Sami acknowledged, "I know. I know and that's always been wrong of me. So wrong. I-I've always tried to do my best for you but I know that I've always failed. That I've always failed you."

Blinking slowly, jaw set, not wanting to argue with his mother Will simply nodded. 'Trust me, I know.'

Sami, getting worked up now that she started talking, "And these past few weeks I have never been more ashamed of myself as a mother. I mean, I accused you of having an affair with Paul and then EJ. What was I even thinking?" Sami grabbed her head in frustration, "What is wrong with me that I couldn't see how different you were than me. I just, I didn't have any faith in you Will. I didn't. And I am so sorry."

"No you didn't," Will whispered remembering how humiliated he felt when his mother suspected him of those things. How he had practically cried in EJ's arms over it.

"And then the whole thing with Neil," Sami continued ranting, pacing up and down, almost talking to herself instead of Will, "I didn't even know anything that was going on there and I still manipulated the situation. He hurt you and I didn't even know about it. Not to mention how I reacted when I found out you were with Sonny and Paul!"

"Mom," Will tried to interject but like usual his mother ignored him.

"I absolutely hated the idea Will and it never even occurred to me that they would actually have feelings for you. I just assumed they wanted in your pants. Again I didn't know the whole situation and I belittled you and tried to control your life. Why didn't I even think they could like you? Why did it never even cross my mind?"

Will, getting fed up with his mother's rambling, face going red in anger opened his mouth only to get cut off.

"Then again I didn't even talk to you or consider your feelings and I tried to set you up with Sonny," Sami practically yelled, arms thrown in the air, "I didn't care what you wanted or how you felt."

"Just like you don't care right now," Will finally shouted past the point of caring about being rude.

"What," Sami asked turning and finally looking at Will.

"You aren't bothering to find out how I feel right now," Will insisted, "You still don't care how I feel. You only care how you feel."

"No," Sami shook her head, blonde hair flying around her face, "No that's not true. I'm talking to you about you."

"No you aren't," Will hissed wanting to stomp his feet and scream like a child. "You are talking to yourself with me in the room. This is what you always do to me. It's like I'm not even here. You don't see me, Mom." Will, blinking away tears, fed up with being overly emotional, "You never see me."

"Will," Sami cried, mouth opening in horror, "Oh my god, you're right. You're right. I am so sorry." Sami tried to grab his arm only for him to pull it away. "Will."

"No, no Mom," Will closed his eyes tightly, "You haven't even asked me how I'm doing? You do this to me every time. You make me think that you care and that you're trying but it's always about you. All this is is how can Sami Brady feel better."

Sami, tears sliding down her cheeks, looked at Will morosely, "You're right. I-I didn't come here to make you feel better. It was about me."

"Why," Will asked quietly, almost dreading the answer, "Why have you never tried with me? Why do you treat me so different than your other children?"

"I don't mean to," Sami stated desperately. "I never meant to hurt you the way that I have Will. I-I know that I've been a horrible influence and I haven't been there for you the way you deserve but I want to do better. I will do better."

"I wish I could believe you," Will told her simply, "But I know better. You'll try for a while and then you'll get bored of me and put me back on the shelf until you want to play with me again."

"That's not what I do," Sami argued passionately, "I know I haven't been the best but I'm not that bad either."

"I didn't say that you were," Will groaned turning around from her, "And you're already doing it again. You literally cannot go an entire conversation without making it about yourself."

"Yes I can," Sami shouted, "I can and I will. I will show you."

"And how many times did you use the word I in that sentence," Will mumbled under his breath.

"And this is not how I wanted this to go," Sami told Will heatedly, "I was trying to tell you that I was sorry for everything I've done this past month. OK? I'm sorry and I won't do it again."

"So what," Will shrugged, frowning, nostrils flaring, "You're just gonna let me be with Sonny and Paul now, is that it?"

Gritting her teeth Sami exhaled through her nose loudly, "Yes, OK, yes."

"And you aren't going to stick your nose in my business," Will prodded her wanting to see her react and tell him the truth. "You're going to forget about what Paul did to me?"

Sami, eye twitching, trying her best to be supportive, turned away from Will, "Alright, fine. I can't promise that I'll leave this situation alone."

"This has nothing to do with you," Will argued loudly, head throbbing behind his eye, "My relationship is none of your business."

"You're my son," Sami pointed out, "That makes it my business! And I'm not going to let you be with anyone that's going to hurt you."

"You are such a hypocrite," Will yelled while shaking his head. "You are with EJ, Mom! EJ! All he's ever done to you is hurt you! He kidnapped your daughter and made you think she was dead. You shot him in the head. He slept with Grandma Kate. You never even told him about Sydney. You both married other people. Oh and he raped you. He didn't touch you in your sleep or when he was drunk. So you have absolutely no right to judge my relationship or my boyfriend."

Sami, speechless for perhaps the first time in her life, stated at Will with her mouth open. 'Oh my god.'

"Yeah," Will snarked, "I'm right. So please tell me exactly why I can't be with Paul but you can be with EJ. And don't you dare say it's different."

"Because I don't want you to be like me," Sami screamed making Will jump. "I don't want you to turn into me," Sami lowered her head.

"Mom," Will said softly taking a step towards her.

"I know what people think of me and what I've done," Sami confessed letting Will grab her hand. "And I don't want that for you. I don't want you going from man to man and never having a steady, permanent someone. I don't want that for you. I don't want you getting kidnapped or being held hostage." Sami, tears flowing faster, took a deep breath, "And you are turning into me. I can see it! And I hate it. I don't want you to be like me."

"Mom," Will squeezed her hand, "I'm not. I'm different."

"I don't want that kind of life for you," Sami shook her head, trying to wipe away her tears, "And this past month has been awful for everyone but especially you. And I wasn't there. You didn't want me there. I don't want you to be the person that no one can rely on. The selfish bitch that everyone whispers about being their back. I couldn't stand that Will, I couldn't."

Looking at his mother Will couldn't help but feel bad. 'She's not perfect but she doesn't deserve to be treated so badly especially by me.' Pulling her into a hug Will rested his head on her shoulder, "There are worse things I could do than turn into you."

Sami laughed wetly, "Oh yeah, like what? I doubt there's any awful thing out there that I haven't done."

"You've done good stuff though too," Will asserted closing his eyes and inhaling her scent. He might not have the best childhood memories but his mom's distinct fragrance would always be one of them. On the nights he would have nightmares and he would burrow against her neck it would always help lure him to sleep.

"I doubt it," Sami muttered grumpily, holding onto the back of Will's neck, fingers dancing through his hair, just like she would when he was a child.

"You've got Johnny and Allie and Sydney," Will told her softly.

"And you," Sami sighed. "You're definitely one of the only good things in this world I've ever done."

"Thanks," Will smiled against her neck, "Even if you've made bad choices and done bad things I still love you. You've always overcome everything life's thrown at you Mom. You're stronger than anyone I've ever met."

"Thanks," Sami repeated closing her eyes and kissing the top of Will's head. Sniffling and pulling away Sami said, "One more thing since we're already riled up."

"What," Will asked wearily wanting his pain medicine and a good cuddle with his boyfriends. 'And food, definitely food.'

"OK, don't get mad," Sami started with, almost a clear indication that Will would get upset, "But the Daddy thing."

Pushing away from his mom Will covered his face, already feeling his cheeks turning bright red. "No," Will's muffled voice announced, "I don't want to talk about this with you."

"Well I think we need to," Sami informed him. "I just, I know it's because of your childhood. Because you had so many father's growing up. And it's my fault. See this is what I was talking about Will almost everything wrong about you is my fault."

"Wrong," Will questioned quietly. "You think I'm wrong?" Taking a few steps away from his mom Will shook his head, "I thought you said I was one of the good things. Now you're saying there's something wrong with me?"

"That's not," Sami groaned loudly, "All I'm saying is it's not normal. It's not. And it can't be healthy either." Digging into her purse Sami found the card her mother gave her for a therapist. Handing it to Will Sami pleaded, "Please just call them. There are so many things you need to deal with and I think this is one of them."

Will brushed his fingers over the card, "I can't tell them anything about Ian. He's dead and the police can't know. How am I supposed to talk to them about anything if I can't tell them the truth?" 'I'm wrong?'

"There's plenty you can talk to them about still," Sami insisted. "And I know that you might not be ready to talk about it all but I think it would be good for you." Swallowing harshly, realizing she might have pushed Will too far Sami pulled him into another hug, "I love you. I just want you to get better." Kissing his cheek quickly Sami walked out the door.

Sami, seeing Sonny and Paul in the kitchen working easily together, decided if she wanted to be a good parent than she was going to start now. Walking over to them, almost smiling when she saw the suspicious looks on their faces, Sami proclaimed, "You two are going to do anything for my son, correct?"

"Yes," Sonny said resolutely leaving no room for argument.

"Good," Sami nodded. Gazing at Paul Sami pressed her lips together before revealing, "Adrienne and I are planning on having a seminar about sexual assault. I think it might be beneficial if we had someone of your social status helping. What do you think?"

Paul, eyes wide, realizing Sami was both challenging him and extending an olive branch, nodded, "You just let me know what I can do."

Glancing back at the room she left Will in Sami admitted, "You better get in there. I might have done something to hurt him. Again."

Glaring at Sami sharply Sonny and Paul rushed into their office without another word.

EJ sat at his desk at Dimera Enterprises with his fingertips pressed to his chin. 'It just doesn't add up.' EJ shook his head in aggravation. EJ was almost certain his father was the one helping Ian but how? 'How did he even know what I suggested to Victor? And why would he want anything to do with getting rid of Paul? It just doesn't make sense.'

Phone ringing EJ answered promptly, "What?" Listening to the explanation over the line EJ's eyebrows moved closer together, "Right." Hanging up the phone EJ sighed, slumping further into his chair. His father had not been lying when he said he had only just arrived in town. The airport confirmed it. 'How could he have been behind everything from all the way in Italy? And what was his motive?'

EJ knew a few years ago his father had expressed an interest in turning William to the Dimera side of life. As Samantha's son Stefano thought it would be easy for William to be swayed but EJ was explicit in his protestations. 'William and Samantha were out of our lives when Father left. He has no reason to be behind this.'

Lifting up the phone to make another call EJ knew he was going to have to do some more digging to find out the truth of the situation. 'Starting with everything I can find out about Zach, the former IT specialist.'

Sonny and Paul found Will standing listlessly in the middle of the room staring forlornly at a card. "Babe," Sonny said cautiously, "Are you OK?"

Will closed his eyes slowly practically swaying from side to side, mind distant and fuzzy.

Paul, placing his hand on Will's chin, almost instantly knowing what Will needed, ordered, "Open your eyes."

Blinking at Paul, blue eyes misty, Will waited patiently for further instructions.

Sonny pulling the card from Will's fingers read it quickly and sighed. 'This is a good idea why is he so upset?' "Tell us why you're hurting?"

Puckering his lips out slightly Will admitted, voice husky, "She told me I was wrong. That what I want it wrong." Turning to Sonny, face distraught Will begged for answers.

'Fucking Samantha Brady,' Paul thought with a sneer.

"Nothing about you is wrong," Sonny stated authoritatively. "Nothing."

"But she said," Will whispered not understanding.

"No," Paul indicated, "You listen to us. Not her. Only us."

Breathing erratically Will shook his head, "She said, she thinks, I don't want to do anything wrong. I don't want to be bad."

"You are not bad," Sonny slid his hand in Will's hair and pulled on it firmly so his head was titled back. "Do not ever believe anyone else but Paul and I. Do you understand me?"

"I don't, I don't know," Will started to panic, "I don't know."

"No," Paul growled, moving so he was looking into Will's eyes, "Say that you understand. Sonny and I know exactly what you need and what you want. And we are the only ones you need to worry about."

"But, but they all think," Will shook his head as best he could in Sonny's grip.

Sonny, pulling on Will's hair harder, commanded, "Go in the bedroom. Right now."

"But I," Will said. He wasn't trying to be obstinate but he didn't understand. He didn't understand anything. 'How can I only listen to them if I'm wrong?'

"Are you trying to argue with your Daddy," Paul hissed dangerously moving closer to Will's face.

"N-no," Will cried out, "No, I'm sorry. I'm going." Practically running to the bedroom Will tripped over the long pants he was wearing but righted himself before he sat on the bed.

Closing the door behind Paul Sonny stood in front of Will with his hands on his hips, "Are you going to tell us why you aren't listening to your Daddies?"

"I-I want to listen," Will said quickly, almost hyperventilating, "I do. I try to listen. But it's hard. I keep hearing so many voices in my head. And I don't know which one to listen to!"

"You listen to us," Paul told Will softly, sitting next to him on the bed and pulling him into his arms, "You told us that you trusted us. So trust us to know what you need." Rubbing Will's arm up and down Paul added, "Now, do you need us to hold you or do you need us to make you understand?"

"How-how would you make me," Will breathed out.

"By showing you when you've had enough," Sonny licked his lips trying not to be nervous. "You would have to prove how much you trust us. We would have to prove that you can. And when it's over you'll know exactly how much we love you. You would know we know what's best."

"Oh," Will closed his eyes, mind drifting slowly. "I want, I want you to hold me and show me, Daddy."

Paul nodded gently, "OK baby boy." Adjusting Will over his lap facedown Paul rubbed his hands soothingly over Will's back, "Are you sure?"

"I trust you Daddy," Will answered immediately, lying on one side of his face, gazing at Paul with an open expression.

Sonny shared a look with Paul before he nodded. 'Pants stay on.' Moving to stand in front of Paul and Will Sonny told Will gently, "I want you to think about whether or not you believe your Daddies over anyone else, alright?" Seeing Will nod Sonny brought his hand up before firmly bringing it down on Will's butt.

Despite Will knowing what was going to happen he still gasped loudly, "Daddy!"

"Shh," Paul shushed, hands running up and down Will's back, "Let Daddy Sonny work."

Sonny smacked Will sharply another time in a different spot. Gauging whether or not Will was uncomfortable or scared Sonny waited a bit before swatting him again. Taking a deep breath Sonny rapidly brought his hand down on Will's bottom while Paul did the talking.

"It's OK baby boy," Paul reassured. "Do you believe us yet?"

Will, crying out, started writhing and twisting away from Sonny's hands. It didn't hurt too badly but it still stung. 'A good hurt,' Will thought eyelashes wet with tears.

Sonny almost wanted to stop when he heard and saw Will cry but he knew it wasn't time quite yet. 'I'm not hitting him that hard. I doubt it's because it hurts.' He knew Will still didn't quite believe that he and Paul would take care of him in everything. That what happened to Will with Ian was affecting him in more ways than they all realized. 'Ian and Sami and Paul and I made Will doubt our feelings. Doubt our devotion. But Will is going to see that we're serious. That we will take care of him and love him in all things. Especially this.' Sonny spanked Will as hard as he could in fast succession knowing that Will was close to getting it.

'Oh,' Will thought feeling his muscles relax and head clear. 'Oh.' Sobbing loudly Will moaned, "Daddy! Daddy I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't believe you. I'm sorry."

"Do you believe us now baby boy," Paul wondered, "Do you know that your Daddies love you and would do anything for you? Protect you from anything? That we're going to take care of you?"

Sonny, immediately stopping his hits, rubbed Will's ass tenderly. He could see in the way Will started to lean into the hits and the way the tension began to bleed out of him that Will was done. 'Now he knows.'

"Yes," Will admitted loudly, "You love me. You knew exactly what I needed. Even when I didn't know myself."

Paul placed his large hand against Will's face and praised, "Exactly baby boy. That's exactly what we wanted to show you. We're always going to be here to take care of you."

"And is what you feel wrong," Sonny asked, hands caressing Will's butt. "Are you wrong?"

"No," Will breathed peacefully. "No. Needing my Daddies is right. They know how to take care of me."

"Of course we do," Paul said agreeably. "We know exactly what our baby boy needs."

"Thank you Daddy," Will said before looking both Sonny and Paul in the eyes, completely earnest.

"You're welcome. Now come here," Sonny ordered as he crawled onto the bed, lying against the pillows and holding his arms open.

Will, wincing slightly at the stinging on his butt, followed until he was on top of his Daddy. Pressing his head to Sonny's chest, eyes closed, Will held him tightly moaning when he felt his other Daddy put his arms around him from behind.

Both Paul and Sonny petted and praised Will for several minutes. Hands stroking and lips gently kissing all over Will's face and skin until Will opened his eyes. Cheeks warming up quickly Will tried to hide his face in Sonny's chest when he came back to himself and realized what happened.

"Hey," Paul said quickly afraid that Will was regretting what happened. "How do you feel?"

"Embarrassed," Will groaned, "I-I can't believe that happened."

"Did you not want it," Sonny asked in concern. 'Oh god did we push too hard too soon?'

"No," Will shook his head, sitting up until he was straddling Sonny's lap, "I did want it. I-I needed it. That's why I'm embarrassed."

"There's nothing embarrassing about it," Paul consoled. "We told you we knew what you needed and that we would give it to you."

"Will," Sonny said anxiously, "I want you to make an appointment with the therapist."

"Yeah, I know," Will sighed, "I will." Will, face downcast, played with the buttons on Sonny's shirt, butt smarting, before looking up at Sonny and Paul with a shy smile.

"What," Sonny asked smiling back at Will, relieved he was agreeing and pleased to see him looking happy, "What's that look for?"

"You touched me," Will looked around bashfully, unbuttoning and re-buttoning Sonny's shirt, "You touched me my butt. And I wasn't scared."

Paul, beginning to see where this conversation was going, "No, no you weren't. You liked it."

Will laughed, bouncing slightly, "You touched me and I wasn't scared." Will put his hands to his mouth in wonder, "I wasn't scared at all. I let you touch me and I didn't think about him, about Ian. I wasn't afraid."

"We told you what he did wasn't going to control you forever," Sonny reminded Will putting his hands on Will's hips stilling his movements.

"I, I feel good," Will giggled. "I feel light and free. You love me and you know exactly what I want. What I need."

"That's the whole point baby," Paul grinned at the carefree look on Will's face, 'God it's been too long since he's looked like that.'

Putting his hands on Sonny's chest Will rubbed up and down calculatingly. Taking a deep breath Will said quickly, "I want to touch you." He looked into Sonny's warm brown eyes, "Right now."

"Will," Sonny blinked repeatedly, "You, you don't have to."

Will shook his head, "I-I want to. I want to try. I want to see if it's going to still feel the same."

Paul, seeing the look of alarm on Sonny's face felt uneasy himself, "Baby, I don't think this is a good idea."

"Why not," Will frowned, visibly slouching, air slowly leaking out of the hopeful balloon in his chest. "Don't you want me?"

"Jesus babe that isn't even a question," Sonny laughed, "We just want you to be sure you're ready and not because we made you feel safe right now." Cupping Will's cheeks surely Sonny said, "How about we compromise, hmm?" Seeing Will's curious eyes Sonny smiled, "The minute you get these out," Sonny touched Will's lips tenderly, "We can do whatever you want."

"But what about right now," Will asked, 'It's only a few more days. I can wait.'

"Right now," Paul placed his hand on Will's butt, "We're going to rub some cream on this pretty pink butt and tell you all the reasons why we love you."

"Because the first time I met you you welcomed me to Salem even though you didn't like me," Paul whispered in Will's ear nuzzling his nose back and forth.

Sonny, gently rubbing some lotion into Will's butt, glad he kept Will's pants on since he wasn't that sore, smiled, "Because you told T off when we were all at the lake."

Will, pants pulled down just enough so his cheeks were exposed, blushed lightly, "Hmm, because you didn't back off when EJ threatened you."

"Because you sent me a picture of you in my uniform even though you were still mad at me," Paul laughed kissing up and down Will's neck.

"Because you came to me when you were questioning yourself," Sonny added, staring at Will's butt, hands groping slightly.

"Because you let me crash your dates even when I didn't know that's what I was doing," Will rolled his eyes at himself.

"Because you didn't know you were crashing our dates," Paul continued. Seeing Sonny's eyes locked on Will's butt Paul added, "Because Sonny loves your ass as much as I do."

"Because you let me inside Will first," Sonny countered back at Paul. "And because you let me inside you first."

Will, trying not to blush, "Because you love my ass and you let me have both of you."

"OK, OK," Paul said sitting up slowly, "We're getting carried away. I love you both because you're exactly the way you are." Paul kissed Sonny on the corner of the lips before doing the same to Will.

Sonny sighed before he pulled Will's pants up and smiled at both his boyfriends lovingly.

Will, sitting gingerly on his butt, bit the side of his mouth before saying, "Did you ever make me breakfast or what?"

Author's note:

Well they're getting closer to being intimate again. So so so close.

Please review and let me know what you thought. Also anything you want to see happen please let me know.

Thanks for reading.