"Hello," Will groggily answered into the phone not even bothering to check to see who was calling.

"If I walk downstairs," Chad asked without any greeting, "What am I going to find?"

"What," Will rubbed his eyes, trying to be quiet so he didn't wake Sonny or Paul.

"Am I going to see the disturbing remnants of a Will centered orgy or what," Chad was really hungry but did not want to be traumatized.

"No," Will replied indignantly, "What do you think I do when you're not around?"

"Well I went back down to get some water last night and you were mauling Brian," Chad defended, "What was I supposed to think happened next?"

"I was kissing him," Will insisted, "And then I hopped off and went to my room. I think Neil and Brian had sex on the couch though."

"Ugh," Chad sputtered, "Gross. Every time I sit there I'm gonna be wondering if I'm sitting in Brian's junk or Neil's. I'm not really sure how that relationship works."

"I'm pretty sure they take turns," Will said before adding, "I'll call a cleaning company to steam clean it," Will rolled his eyes. "Can I go back to sleep now?"

"No," Chad whined, "They're your friends. Either kick them out or bring me food."

"Seriously," Will groaned, "I didn't think you'd have a problem with two naked guys after everything yesterday."

"I don't," Chad pouted, "I just don't want people having sex wherever they feel like it in my house."

"Fine," Will kicked the blankets off of him, enjoying when his feet touched the warm wood flooring, 'Thank you heated floors.'

Walking into the living room Will blinked a few times when he saw no one in it. "Hmm," Will said to Chad before pulling his phone from his ear and seeing if he had any messages. Neil's message was nice and simple:

-Thanks for letting us borrow your couch

Brian's meanwhile was not:

-Next time you want to shut me up I can think of several other uses for my mouth.

'Oh geez,' Will thought before telling Chad, "Neil and Brian left. You can come down now you big wimp."

"We're setting down some rules," Chad pointed out to Will, "No sex outside of your room."

"Why," Will questioned, "Uh I mean OK."

"And if either of us have guests over," Chad told Will as he walked down the stairs, saw Will and hung up his phone, "Be courteous. No barging in and let the other person know before hand."

"OK," Will nodded as they both walked towards the kitchen. "Do I have to tell you Sonny and Paul are still here?"

"So why exactly were you making out with Brian," Chad wondered as he stood over the stove making eggs a few moments later.

"To be quite honest I don't know," Will shrugged. "He was complaining about being the only one in the house to not kiss me and it kind of escalated."

"No kidding," Chad mumbled under his breath. "So out of curiosity who is a better kisser: Brian or Neil?"

Will gave Chad a funny look, "I don't know. They're both nice."

"You're no fun," Chad sighed, "Which one was better?"

"Brian I guess," Will said after thinking about it, "He used more tongue. But Neil had a penchant for shoving me against things so that was nice too."

Chad started chuckling, "Remember when I collected you from Sonny and Paul's studio right after you first started seeing them? And you were a blushing innocent little virgin. Look at you now."

"Hey," Will snorted, trying to sound upset but failing.

"I'm just saying," Chad laughed, "It's nice to see you a bit more confident. Brian seemed to like it when I walked by."

"Brian needed to be taught a lesson," Will crossed his arms and sipped at his glass of juice. "Besides I think that solved a lot of problems."

"Only in your life would making out with one of your best friend's boyfriend in front of your two boyfriends solve any problems," Chad teased.

"Right that is weird," Will crinkled his nose. "Anyway I think it pointed out a few things."

"Such as," Chad fished for information.

"Well I think Brian realized Neil doesn't have those kinds of feelings for me anymore," Will explained, "And Sonny and Paul didn't freak out when I kissed Brian at all. Actually I think Paul might have liked it a little too much."

"Huh," Chad nodded as he started dishing up the food, "So by kissing someone else your boyfriends proved they trust you and that you trust them. Unconventional but I guess that works."

"Now," Chad put a plate in front of Will, "Who was a better kisser-Brian or me?"

Will shoved a forkful of eggs in his mouth in lieu of answering.

Paul looked at the x-ray of his shoulder and frowned.

"We told you to be careful with it Paul," one of the doctors in the room sighed, "I don't want to say we're going to need to operate again but right now it's not looking so good."

"What do I need to do," Paul questioned carefully. He had so far managed to keep it from the collection of doctors exactly what he did to his arm. 'Lifting furniture? Fine. Lifting human beings? Fine. Jerking off my boyfriend? Disaster.' Putting his hand over his face Paul sighed, 'God this is embarrassing.'

"We'll monitor it for the next few days and take some more X-rays then," Daniel decided as he and a few other doctors hovered over the pictures. "Maybe the inflammation will go down and we'll have worried for nothing."

"Let's hope so," Paul mumbled.

"Do you think you can handle a few days with little to no movement," Daniel wondered. "I know it's hard but you really need to take it seriously this time."

"I will," Paul promised. "I don't want to go under the knife again."

"OK," Daniel nodded. "You can go out and make another appointment. And I'd recommend hot and cold compresses. Maybe a massage or two."

"Thanks," Paul shook his head. 'Will and Sonny are gonna kill me.'

Sonny read his message from Paul causing his eyes to get wider and his mouth to drop down, "Oh my god!"

He was leaning against the counter. There was no one in line and Sonny was concerned about Paul. When he woke up in pain Sonny and Will argued and pleaded with him to go to the hospital to get it looked over again. Sonny wanted to go with him but he had to get to work and Will needed to study.

'I swear to god if he has to have surgery again I'm gonna kill him,' Sonny thought angrily replying to Paul. Hearing a scoffing sound behind him Sonny rolled his eyes. 'I am so sick of this girl.'

Standing up straight Sonny turned around to face her, "I'm sorry but what is your problem?"

"Like you don't know," the girl, Amanda, crossed her arms and glared at Sonny.

"If I did why would I be asking you," Sonny lifted his eyebrows up and stared at her.

"Just because you're my boss now doesn't mean I'm going to forget what you did," Amanda sneered. If she didn't need the money so badly she never would have accepted working for him. 'Especially after what he did.'

"What could I have possibly done," Sonny demanded challengingly.

"I have worked here ever since I was old enough to get a job," Amanda informed Sonny walking closer to him. "And the Clarks were the nicest couple I've ever met. I do not appreciate you coming in here with your snobby attitude when I know how you got this place. I know what you did."

Sonny, tempted to fire the girl on the spot, stopped himself when he realized what she was saying, "Wait what? What are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb," Amanda told Sonny, "It's not a good look on you. I was here that night that old guy came in here with his stupid thugs. I heard what they said to the Clarks. The least you could do was at least pretend you're sorry." Giving Sonny a once over Amanda said, "Now if you don't mind I have work to do."

'Old man and his thugs,' Sonny watched her walk away before setting his jaw. 'What the hell did you do Uncle Vic?'

Will tried to focus on studying but how could he concentrate when Paul might have surgery. When Paul came back to the house and told him Will didn't know if he wanted to cry or scream. The last time this happened Will wasn't exactly in the picture but he knew how worried Sonny was. Will really didn't want to see his boyfriend lying in a hospital bed unless he could help it.

Will put his book back in his backpack and walked over to Paul. "I think it's time to take that off," Will told Paul taking the bag of frozen veggies off his shoulder.

"It's starting to melt anyway," Paul admitted shivering slightly at the icy water droplets clinging to his shirt.

Will, quickly taking the bag to the kitchen and bringing Paul a drink, sat down facing Paul on the bed. "Does it hurt," Will wondered.

"A little," Paul said after taking a sip, "It's mostly kind of tight and when I go to move it starts pulling and stings."

Will pushed his lower lip out without thinking. He hated knowing that Paul was in any sort of pain. Gazing at Paul Will reached out and started unbuttoning his shirt.

Paul gave a small smile and asked, "I think I might have missed something if you're trying to get me naked."

Will huffed out a laugh, "I'm not getting you naked. You said to get a massage so I'm going to do my best." Carefully helping Paul out of the sling Will pushed the shirt off Paul's wide shoulders.

Gently guiding Paul onto his stomach, making sure Paul's neck was supported with plenty of pillows; Will wandered over to one of the nightstands. The other day when he finally started exploring everything in the house he had discovered the entire bottom drawer was nothing but various body oils and lubricants and the like. 'Ignoring the reason they're there makes it easier to use though,' Will thought as he grabbed one bottle.

Paul, holding his arm cautiously underneath him, relaxed into the fluffy pillows, "That smells nice."

Rubbing the oil between his hands Will answered while looking at the bottle next to him, "It says it's cherry blossom."

Will wasn't entirely sure how much pressure he should be using but he started rubbing his hands up and down Paul's back.

Paul sighed, closing his eyes and saying, "You can push harder than that you know? It won't hurt me."

"OK," Will replied quietly sinking his fingers into Paul's flesh. Applying a bit of pressure Will moved closer finding the angle he was positioned in just a bit awkward. Will deliberated silently before giving up and swinging his legs over Paul's waist and straddling just above his butt.

"Ompf," Paul, not expecting Will's weight against him, puffed out.

"Sorry," Will said sheepishly. "Am I crushing you?"

"No," Paul wiggled around a bit until he got Will into a good spot, "Actually it feels kind of nice."

Will started running his hands and fingers up and down Paul's back feeling his thick muscles, thumbs rubbing in circles. "You're not really shaped like a baseball player," Will commented as he started gingerly touching Paul's sore shoulder and arm.

"What does that mean," Paul laughed a bit trying not to wince when Will hit a particularly sore spot.

"You're really big," Will teased, "You look more like a football player or something not a pitcher."

"I guess that's a compliment," Paul guessed not sure what to make of that. He could feel the tension in his shoulders and back slowly falling away. With each firm but tender touch of Will's fingertips Paul felt a little bit of his worries ease.

"It is," Will addressed, "I like the way you look. A lot."

"I would hope so," Paul grunted as Will moved to his other shoulder, "For the record I love the way you look too."

"I haven't really been working out as much though," Will informed Paul, "You can probably tell."

"No I can't," Paul wanted to roll his eyes. "You look exactly the same as when I first met you and you were half naked and I didn't know if I wanted to shove clothes on you or pull more off."

Will laughed, feeling a bit timid, "Right. You hated me and you know it."

"I didn't hate you," Paul argued, "I was just afraid you were going to steal my fiancé away. And looking at you all hot and shirtless? It seemed like a real possibility."

"Well if it makes you feel any better I was pretty crushed when I met you too," Will conceded rubbing all the oil he used into Paul's skin, "I kind of convinced myself that Sonny wasn't really engaged and seeing you was kind of a slap in the face even though I was still afraid to admit my feelings."

"And now we're here," Paul smiled thinking about how much resentment he held towards Will in the very beginning. 'Resentment that changed into admiration and now I'm completely in love with him.'

"Definitely not what I was expecting," Will confessed. Nibbling on his lower lip Will asked, "Can I tell you something completely embarrassing?"

"Of course," Paul assured Will feeling completely relaxed. 'And my skin is going to be nice and soft too.'

Will, feeling his cheeks heat up, was glad Paul couldn't see him. "When I was still struggling with myself, before I started talking to you, I saw you and Sonny once."

"OK," Paul replied, "I don't really see how that's embarrassing."

"Because I was walking through the park," Will started rambling, "And I saw you two and I thought about going over and you started kissing. And at first I was shocked and then I was confused and then…"

"Then what," Paul really wanted to know. Will hardly ever talked about what he was feeling for either Paul or Sonny before they started dating. Paul was looking forward to just a bit of insight.

"I liked it," Will divulged in a quiet voice. "I really, really liked it. And I didn't know why because I didn't really like you that much. Even though I didn't know you all I knew was that you were an awesome baseball player who was gonna marry my best friend. And I didn't understand why you made me upset."

"So I just kind of watched for a moment," Will continued, "And I think I started realizing that I liked it because I wanted that. At first I tried to convince myself it was because I wanted someone to kiss me like that but that wasn't it."

"So I left," Will finished, "I went home and I thought about it, thought about what it was that made me react to seeing you two kissing."

"What did you decide," Paul asked smiling while thinking about Will secretly watching him with Sonny.

"That, um," Will licked his lips, "That I liked the idea of kissing a boy. That I liked seeing two boys kissing. That I liked seeing you and Sonny kissing."

"Why is this embarrassing," Paul mused, "It sounds sweet."

"It was horrifying," Will insisted. "Do you know how humiliating it is to realize you like boys, like a specific boy, and that there was literally no way in hell you would ever have him?"

"It can't be anymore horrifying than finding out you have feelings for someone else when you're engaged," Paul supplied.

"That's different," Will tried to say.

"How," Paul shook his head, rising up on one arm and dislodging Will. He knew this was a face-to-face conversation.

"Because Sonny was the first boy I ever had feelings for," Will admitted, "And I knew nothing would ever come of it. It was like this ugly, hideous veil was lifted from my eyes and when everything started getting clearer for me nothing was waiting there. Because I thought there was no way he would ever see me."

"But he did," Paul grabbed Will's hand and pulled him closer. "And so did I. And so did Neil and kind of Brian even though he mostly saw the superficial things. Plus that smoothie kid and that Kyle guy. We all saw something about you that pleased us and made us want you. So you don't need to sell yourself short."

Will moved against Paul's side, "Well at the time I thought I was doomed to be alone forever. And when I started hanging out with the both of you it was awful. I did everything I could to convince myself I didn't like Sonny that way anymore. That all of the coupley things you did together didn't bother me."

Paul tried to remember back to those days when they'd invite Will to the movies with them and things like that. Paul didn't think he and Sonny had been particularly affectionate back then but to Will it might have seemed that way.

"What about when you realized you had a crush on me," Paul asked playing with Will's fingers. "When was that?"

"After I spent the night in your bed," Will didn't exactly like to recall that day because of what it all really meant but he wanted to be honest. "I was walking home afterwards and I knew I was in trouble."

Paul closed his eyes, "I'm so sorry about what I did that night and that morning. I'm going to be sorry for the rest of my life."

"I know you are," Will did know it. He knew Paul felt terribly about it and regretted it. But Will wasn't one hundred percent certain it was because Paul knew why it was wrong or only because Paul got caught.

"Do you still have the picture you took," Will asked after a few moments.

"I-I don't know," Paul told Will. "I haven't really looked. I would doubt it. I'm sure EJ or Chad or someone deleted it when they took my phone. Why do you ask?"

"Just curious," Will leaned his head against Paul's good shoulder. "I never really understood why you took the picture anyway," Will said to Paul.

Paul bit his lip softly before admitting, "I think I took it as a sort of prize." Before Will could ask any questions Paul continued, "Because I was so happy to finally have you and have you like that. I just, god, seeing you that way and touching you like that. It did things to me and I wanted to remember it. I wanted to look at the picture and be reminded that for at least one moment I got exactly what I wanted."

"Which is awful," Paul groaned to himself, "It sounds awful and it is awful. You deserved better from me. You trusted me to take care of you and I took advantage of you instead. And I wasn't even that guilty about it really until it blew up in my face. I was so relieved you didn't remember that I didn't care about anything else."

"Why didn't you ever tell me or Sonny about what you did when we started dating," Will just couldn't wrap his head around it.

"Because I was too ridiculously happy to be with you," Paul admitted, "I was happy I got to have you both at the same time. I didn't care about anything else when I should have."

"Is it gonna happen again," Will wanted to know. "If you meet someone else and you start liking them are you going to do the same thing?"

"I'm not gonna take advantage of anyone ever again," Paul declared. "Ever. And I'm not going to meet anyone else either."

"You and Sonny weren't counting on meeting me," Will pointed out, "But you did. You didn't plan on having me in your life but now we're all here together. So if you meet someone else are you going to cheat on us?"

"No," Paul practically spat out, "No of course not. That's not, OK, I know that's what I did technically but it doesn't even feel that way to me."

"How does it feel then," Will questioned.

"Because Sonny and I both wanted to be with you," Paul explained, "And I know I did everything the wrong way. I know I should have talked to him and you first before doing anything. If it was anyone else I don't think Sonny would have forgiven me. If it was anyone else I don't think I would have done it either."

"I don't know how that makes me feel," Will shook his head. "It makes me uncomfortable."

"I don't mean that there's something about you that made me cheat," Paul knew he wasn't making any sense, "I just mean that you're more than that. What I was feeling for you was more than that. And even though I screwed everything up I know that I'd never do that again. To you or to Sonny. I'm going to be the type of boyfriend you can trust."

Will moved in closer to Paul, "I do trust you about that. It's just hard sometimes thinking about what you did and what it means."

"What it means is that there is some awful part of me," Paul clutched Will's hand, "That I did something disgusting and horrible to you. But I promise that I would never take that decision away from you ever again. I would never put you in a position to do so either."

Will pulled away from Paul slightly looking over his face. Will didn't know what he was looking for but he thought he found it. Reaching forward to cup Paul's face Will pressed their lips together firmly.

Paul closed his eyes quickly one hand reaching up to hold onto Will's neck drawing him closer.

"Sonny," Victor greeted as he sat down in at an available table. "I see that you're still busy today and not even a reporter in sight. Although I guess they're too busy trying to track down your boyfriend and business partner."

"Why would they be doing that," Sonny questioned looking at Victor oddly trying not to show how angry and frustrated he was.

"Probably something to do with that picture of them from last night," Victor shrugged, "On facestory? Facetale?"

"Facebook," Sonny supplied. 'Oh god what did my stupid friends do?'

"That's it," Victor nodded, pretending he had no clue, "I saw it on the news. Explain to me why William Horton is your boyfriend if he goes around kissing Chad DiMera at parties?"

Sonny leaned his head back and looked at the ceiling, "It was a joke."

"Cheating on you is a joke," Victor gruffly asked. "Because no DiMera has ever-"

"Oh my god," Sonny put his hands over his face, "This is not turning into some stupid grudge you have with a dead man. My friends made a stupid bet and all of us decided to call them out on it. Yes Will kissed Chad. No he was not cheating on me. And that is none of your business."

"You're my nephew," Victor snapped, "My family is my business."

"Not with this it isn't," Sonny told him. Leaning closer across the table Sonny demanded, "Now tell me what you did to guarantee I would get this location."

Victor blinked once, twice, before saying, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Bullshit," Sonny sneered, "You know exactly what I'm asking. What did you do to that couple?"

Will held onto Paul's face gently sighing into his mouth. He wasn't thinking about anything other than Paul's lips against his and Paul's hand in his hair. Moving one hand down Paul's neck Will moaned when Paul licked across his mouth, tongue digging into his scar.

Paul wished he could move both his arms. He wanted to pull Will completely against him, wanted to feel every part of Will pressed against him. Sliding his tongue into Will's mouth Paul groaned as he twined his tongue around Will's. Using his hand to angle Will's face Paul sucked his lower low into his mouth.

Will, keeping his mouth attached to Paul's, climbed into his lap. The hand on Paul's neck moved down passed his chest and stomach to land against his belt buckle. With one hand Will started pulling it open while using his other hand to hold onto Paul's jaw.

When the button on his jeans was popped open Paul pulled away from Will to catch his breath. Resting their foreheads together Paul had to make sure this was going where he thought it was. He had to make sure Will was on the same page he was.

"Baby," Paul whispered, "What are we doing?"

Will, moving his other hand to help him pull Paul's jeans open, "We're going to be together, right now, just us."

"Are you sure," Paul wanted to so badly but he couldn't unless Will was positive. "I-I don't want to do anything you're not comfortable with."

"I know you don't," Will brushed his nose along Paul's, "I want to be with you. Do you want to be with me?"

"Yes," Paul laughed leaning forward to kiss Will again, "God yes."

Sonny stared at his uncle refusing to look away or give in.

"I don't know where you've gotten this ridiculous idea," Victor tried to say.

"No," Sonny shook his head, "I am not playing this game with you. I know you did something and I want to know what it was and why."

"I saw a business opportunity for you. I merely suggested to the owners that you would be interested if they were serious about retirement," Victor explained easily. "I don't know why you're sounding like I did something sinister."

"Suggested," Sonny sat back in his chair and crossed his arms, "Or threatened?"

"Sonny," Victor put his hands on the table, "There is nothing to worry about."

"Excuse me," Sonny barked. "You harassed some poor couple out of their livelihood, forced them to retire and god only knows what else. Do you think that's what I would have wanted? Do you think that's the kind of reputation I want in this town? That I'm some underhanded criminal who has to intimidate people to get what I want. Because it isn't. I told you in the very beginning I was not interested in taking anything from you or any other family member in my businesses."

"I was only doing what any concerned family member would have done," Victor defended.

"Concerned," Sonny could not understand anything his uncle was saying. "No, no you were not concerned." Looking over his uncles face Sonny rolled his eyes, "This is just like before isn't it?"

"What does that mean," Victor remarked attempting to look dignified.

"I got those papers about the new location," Sonny said, "Right when my mom started being weird about Will again. So let me guess what this whole thing has been about."

Victor narrowed his eyes slightly, "Your mother and I were concerned that you were getting too invested in a mistake."

"You do not get to call him that," Sonny told his uncle in a firm voice. "Will is not a mistake and it is not up to you or my mother to decide that. I am a grown man. I live on my own. I own a business. I do not need either of you butting into my life."

"Sonny-" Victor began.

"No," Sonny shook his head, "No. There is no way you get to justify this. I am done with this. Either you respect my decisions and respect me as a person or we are no longer having any contact with each other."

"And if you don't want to like Will, fine. Don't like Will. But you do not get to do anything to him," Sonny added, "And if I see another reporter or journalist or photographer following him around I am not going to be happy. Don't even try to pretend that isn't your fault," Sonny insisted when he saw Victor opening his mouth, "You stopped it before. You started it up again. But now it's over."

"Wherever that couple is now," Sonny stood up from the table, "They better get a giant check in the mail by next week. Got it?" Without looking back at his uncle Sonny went back to work.

Amanda, who had been observing her boss interacting with the old guy she saw threatening her former bosses, couldn't help but see him in a much better light. 'The other guy is still hotter,' she thought as she smiled enticingly at a group of guys walking through the door.

"This is going to be hard without using both my hands," Paul mumbled against Will's neck.

"Hmm," Will moaned as he started working his hips against Paul, "I think I have enough hands for both of us."

Detaching from Paul Will shimmied off the bed yanking his clothes off as he went. Grabbing a condom and a regular bottle of lube from his night stand Will hurried back to Paul. Will watched as Paul attempted to pull off his pants and boxers with only one hand.

Smiling at him Will reached out and ripped them right off of Paul and tossed them over his head. Will wanted to knock Paul against the bed and run his hands all over Paul. However Will wasn't entirely sure he could rely on Paul to keep both his hands to himself. Finding his sling Will started putting it back on Paul.

"What," Paul complained, "No I don't need this."

"Yes you do," Will insisted. "This is why you need to use it anyway. You won't quit using your arm." Making sure Paul's arm was in the right spot Will smiled and said, "Now I think you're ready."

With his one free arm Paul reached out and pulled Will back into his lap. Once Will balanced himself on his knees Paul started mapping along his skin reverently.

Will smiled before leaning down and kissing Paul again both of their mouths gliding together easily. Will reached out and groped along the bed until he found the lube he brought out. Flicking the cap off Will drizzled some over his fingers before reaching behind himself.

Paul pulled Will forward so his chin rested on Paul's shoulder leaving Will's butt sticking out slightly. Watching as Will rubbed the lube around his entrance Paul whined a bit before batting at Will's hand and knocking it out of the way. "I want to open you up," Paul said.

Will shivered slightly, "Oh yeah?"

"Yes," Paul practically hissed as he took the bottle of lube and squeezed a bit too much getting some down Will's back and along his butt. "Whoops," Paul mumbled as he soaked his hand and fingers before finding Will's hole and gently easing inside of him.

Will wrapped both his arms around Paul's neck, being mindful of his sling. "Paul," Will groaned. He seemed to always forget how broad Paul's fingers were.

It was strange only having one hand touching Will, forcing Will to balance himself, but Paul was making due. He was enjoying watching Will's back muscles twitch and move with every push and pull of Paul's finger. Paul could feel Will's cock brushing against his stomach every time Will moved.

Will had to make sure to keep his back arched and his legs spread wide so Paul had an easier time stretching him open. Turning to rest his head on Paul's shoulder Will started kissing and biting along every bit of skin he could reach.

"Fuck," Paul whispered once he added a second finger and Will bit down hard on his neck. "This OK," Paul had to be sure that every single moment of this felt right to Will. That he wasn't doing a single thing Will didn't want.

"So good," Will admitted before he experimentally lifted his hips up before sliding them back down. "Ahh," he moaned.

"That's it, baby," Paul encouraged, "Move your hips, take everything you want."

Feeling Paul scissoring his fingers made Wills eyes roll up into the back of his head. Will sucked along Paul's neck working his hips back and forth. Ripping away with a loud sucking sound Will said, "I want you inside me now. I want you right now."

Will looked to the side of him quickly searching for that condom. So much had happened that none of them had time to get tested yet. 'Monday we're all going. I don't care what we have to do to get it done.' Finally finding it Will ripped it open with his teeth and reached down to slide it along Paul's cock.

Gasping when Will touched his aching dick Paul couldn't wait to get inside of Will. "Are you all ready for me baby," Paul questioned, fingers still moving in and out of Will.

"Yes," Will squirted a large amount of lube into his hands, twisting and pulling Paul's cock. "Want you so much."

Carefully Will pushed Paul onto his back, fingers leaving his ass and sat up slightly, taking a firm hold of Paul's cock and pointing it towards his entrance. Locking his eyes with Paul Will gently started easing onto him doing everything he could to keep his eyes open.

Paul's hand moved up and down Will's side not knowing where to hold onto, wanting to touch him everywhere. When he felt Will sliding down onto his cock Paul bit his lip and held his breath.

"Will," Paul placed his hand on Will's cheek once he was completely settled against his lap.

Once Paul was buried inside of him Will placed his hands on Paul's chest and held his stare feeling his thighs beginning to tremble. He tried to think about every fear he had about being with Paul, every single little thing he had ever thought. 'But I can't think of anything. I can't think of any at all.'

"Will," Paul pushed Will's glasses higher on his face before he brushed his thumb against Will's cheek, "Are you OK?"

"Yes," Will nodded with a big smile, "I am so OK. So, so OK." Bending down Will kissed Paul as he began lifting his hips up and down slowly building up a rhythm.

"I love you," Paul pulled back to look into Will's eyes again. "I love you so much."

"Love you too," Will confessed, moving faster and faster, before kissing Paul again. "So in love with you."

"Do you trust me," Paul asked against Will's lips, hips thrusting to meet Will's hips, "Please tell me you trust me with this."

Will, lifting up until only the tip of Paul was inside him, grabbed Paul's cheeks and said, "I trust you," before slamming back down with a loud wail.

Will laughed against Paul's chest. The drying sweat made their skin stick together slightly. Kissing above Paul's heart Will said, "I can't believe I was afraid to do that with you."

Paul's hand rubbed against Will's scalp, "You weren't acting afraid when you rode the hell out of me."

Grinning widely Will moved his head to stare at Paul, "That's because I wasn't. Being with you, just you, it wasn't scary at all. It felt right."

"That's because it is," Paul sat up to meet Will's lips in a kiss, "The two of us or the three of us it's completely right."

"Yes it is," Will beamed before locking his hands around Paul's neck and kissing him again.

Will watched Sonny and Paul working in his kitchen as he tried to do some more studying at the counter. 'But they're so cute,' Will pouted seeing them work around each other easily.

"Eyes in the book, Horton," Sonny teased.

"My book isn't as interesting as the two of you though," Will tried to give them his puppy dog eyes.

"Not gonna work," Paul turned away quickly. He was getting much better at learning to tell Will no.

Sighing dramatically Will went back to his book. Seeing his phone buzzing across the countertop Will silently cheered that he had something else to distract himself with.

"Hello," Will answered cheerfully.

"William," EJ greeted. "I have an idea about my proposal."

"Let's hear it," Will rested his elbow on the counter and put his head in his hand as he listened to EJ explain.

A few minutes later Will, grinning ear to ear, said, "That sounds like something Mom would want. I really like this idea EJ."

"Well I incorporated all the things you suggested," EJ admitted. "Now all we have to do is hope she says yes."

"In what universe would she say no," Will rolled his eyes.

"Your mother is full of surprises, William," EJ reminded him, "You can never predict what she'll do next."

"Well this time I can," Will assured EJ, "She's going to cry, slap you in the face and then finally say yes."

EJ smiled, "That does sound like her yes. Now all I need to do is find the perfect ring."

"Something big and flashy," Will said automatically. "I can go with you on Monday to look if you want."

"I would like that," EJ confirmed. "Thank you for helping me with this."

"Well what kid doesn't want their parents to get married," Will replied easily.

"Right," EJ hoped William couldn't tell he was smiling so widely over the phone. "I'll let you get back to your boyfriends now."

"OK," Will said, "Oh wait before you go I was thinking about something."

"That's dangerous," EJ joked.

"Uh huh," Will shook his head, "I was thinking about how you said Stefano might have been arrested for tax evasion. And anyway I was just wondering if you paid your taxes."

"That's a very good question," EJ admitted. "I'll see you on Monday."

"EJ do you pay taxes," Will rushed out suspiciously

"I'm hanging up the phone now," EJ replied, "Goodbye, William."

"EJ," Will asked a bit frantically, "EJ!"

Author's note:

My notes for this chapter were: Will/Paul sex. Sonny?

Please review and thank you for reading.

Up next: Everyone comes together to start working on the orphanage.