CH 2: Coming Together

"That's it…oh…oh, God." Abigail's head threw back and her body shook, her hands yanking Will's curls as he licked and sucked at her twitching slit. Pumping his fingers into her orgasm, he curled his digits inside her and she screamed from the building pleasure, her heels digging into his back as she harshly bucked into his face. Now replacing his fingers with his mouth, Will greedily devoured Abigail as her walls clamped down around his thrashing tongue. He mercilessly teased her insides, swirling and fluttering as he ground his leaking cock into the mattress. With her cries spurring him onward, Will kept his face buried between her trembling thighs until he knew she was sated.

"Oh…" Abigail wilted down into the sheets. Unhooking her legs from over his shoulders, she gave a pleased little hum as he finally arched, growled, and spurted wetly against the blankets. Will always made sure to come on his own so it would be about her and not himself. It was honestly sweet, but Abigail liked getting the chance to make him lose control.

"How was that?" Will breathlessly asked. "Do we need another review?"

"I think I'm a little rusty on the first part," Abigail whispered, taking his hand and guiding it back between her legs.

It had been like this for about a week now: impromptu lessons, lingering kisses before bed, and sometimes Will would even offer what he called a "refresher course." He seemed especially fond of their oral lesson, given his eagerness to repeat it several times in only a matter of days.

It was now obvious that Will wanted her. He would often go in for a kiss after these lessons – a type of reward, she assumed – but sometimes she would play it coy and her lips would only graze his cheek. His shoulders would tense, and then he'd request some alone time. She knew that meant he needed to jerk off.

"What are you doing to me, huh, Abby?" Will's hand cupped her throbbing heat, now lightly stroking along her sensitive slit. Kissing her eyes, nose and lips, he hummed into her mouth before pushing a finger inside her. It had gotten to the point where their lessons fulfilled him. While he was pleasuring Abigail, he didn't see things – he didn't feel ugly. It was addictive and wrong, but he needed her.

Better situating her underneath him, Will settled himself between Abigail's legs and kissed her, his tongue slipping past her lips so she could taste herself. Her nails raked down his back and he groaned, probing at her insides as she tensed and arched beneath him. With sensual swipes of his tongue, he pressed her further into the mattress and began to push deeper inside her cunt. "I don't think I can stop," he whispered, trembling as he licked at her gasping mouth.

Will's fingers toyed with her sensitive clit and Abigail mewled, squirming into his touch as she dizzily processed his words. The hushed confession made her heart leap. "Then don't," she pleaded, her tone breathy and hushed. "I don't ever want you to stop…" His fingers curved and buried deeper inside her, rubbing at that sweet spot as she bit her lip to keep from crying out. Body shaking, she started to spasm around his thrusting fingers as a second orgasm ripped through her throbbing walls.

Panting, Will looked up at her in bewilderment. "But…but what about your boyfriend?" he asked. "If I keep going, I'll ruin your first time."

Abigail laughed weakly. "I don't think you'd ruin anything, Will. Maybe it's wrong, but I haven't thought of him once this past week…only you."

Will swallowed, feeling his cock bob with excitement. "Me, too," he admitted. "It's gotten to the point where I can barely think about anything else…just you, and how you feel…" He kissed her softly. "How you taste…" He slipped his hand back between her legs and gently rolled his palm against her slit. "…How you sound."

Pressing her down into the mattress, Will angled his mouth strongly into hers, breaking the kiss long enough to trail his lips down to the garish mark on Abigail's throat. Licking at the thin slice, he whispered, "I don't think I'll ever be able to have anyone else."

Abigail shivered, now grinding into his open palm as she rubbed at her own nipples. "Then I'm yours," she whispered. "I want you to be my first, Will – I want you to fuck me." Biting her lip, she whimpered when she felt his cock begin to grind against her thigh.

Cupping her cheek, Will's lips gently grazed hers, his breath coming out white-hot as he licked at her mouth. She tasted of her own come and something sweet, making his heart flutter as he pressed into the soft, giving curve of her mouth. She shifted and he groaned into the kiss. Slipping his hands beneath her rear, he propped her up and slid his cock along her entrance. She was slick – sopping. He sucked a breath at just how ready she was for him.

"Should we have one more lesson?" he huskily asked.

Abigail nodded, attempting to grind down against his tip. Will halted her arcing waist, his touch almost bruising as he dipped his tongue into her mouth. Licking at what laid within, he whispered against her lips, "Get up and go stand against the wall."

She stared back at him in bewilderment. Breathing heavily, she finally nodded and sat up, pressing a kiss to his mouth before rising and doing as he asked.

"Now turn around," he whispered.

Uncertain, Abigail rotated until her backside was facing him, her heart pounding as she heard him approach from behind. His hands fell to her waist and she trembled, her head tilting back as his mouth opened white-hot against her neck. Tongue tracing along her pulse, he reached down between her legs and ensured that she was still aching for him.

With a sharp, agonized little gasp, Abigail placed her palms flat against the wall and moaned, her hips starting to roll as he used his fingers to open her up nice and deep.

"This position will help you get off," Will assured her. Nipping at her ear, he continued to scissor and stretch his fingers inside her soaking cunt. "When I think you're ready, I'll put my cock inside you."

Abigail's cheek pressed into the wall and she whined. "I…I'm ready now, Will…please!"

Admonishingly, he struck her backside. "I know what's best for you, remember? Just wait a moment." Almost apologetic, he smoothed his hand along the red, splotchy mark on her bottom, his teeth sinking into her shoulder as he withdrew his fingers and began to pleasure himself. Using her juices to lubricate his cock, Will pumped himself until he was painfully stiff and erect, Abigail mewling softly as he rubbed his hardness up and down her throbbing slit.

"Please," she begged. "Please, please, please…"

"Spread your legs," Will commanded. When she shakily parted her thighs, he held them shoulder-width apart and began to inch his way inside her. Abigail's head tossed and she shimmied her hips, attempting to get him to move faster as she whined and arched impatiently. She was so wet that there was hardly any pain.

Taking hold of her chin, Will forced Abigail to look over her shoulder and slid his lips over hers, their tongues tangling as he fed her with his cock. He trapped her soft, muffled cries between their kiss, and his free hand rubbed at her clit as he encouraged her to bounce her hips. Little by little, she worked his thick hardness inside her, her lashes fluttering as he finally slid in to the hilt.

"Oh," Abigail breathed.

"That's it, baby," he whispered, beginning to rotate his hips so he could open her up. "You're doing fine." Kissing beneath her chin, he gave a firm thrust that had her toes curling, her own hips grinding down into his lap in vigorous, even strokes that had her clawing at the wall.

"You feel so good, Abby," Will whispered. Relishing in the obscene, wet little noises their thrusts made, he began to increase the speed and harshness of his movements.

Mewling softly, Abigail's body jolted against the wall with each jerk and grind, her mouth going slack as he mercilessly flicked and rubbed at her clit. Dizzy with need, she caught sight of their reflection in the mirror on the wall. Will was all power and animal instinct, supporting her smaller frame as his hips jerked, tensed, and plowed into her from behind.

"Wait, wait, wait," Abigail pleaded, fumbling weakly for his hand. "I wanna see your face when you come…"

Will halted his hips (and with much difficulty). Groaning into her hair, he pressed a kiss to her shoulder before pulling out. Abigail moaned at the loss of contact, her legs feeling rubbery and useless as he turned her around in his grasp. Pressing her back flat against the wall, Will lifted her legs and wrapped them securely around his hips.

"Fuck me," Abigail pleaded.

Eyes dark and almost dangerous, Will claimed her mouth in a rough, bruising kiss that was all teeth and tongue. He tasted a hint of blood, which he immediately licked away, a growl catching in his throat when Abigail reached between them and began to stroke his cock.

"Please," she begged between kisses. "Please, Will, I need it…"

Desperate to feel her again, Will spread her legs wide so that he could ease himself back inside her soaking cunt. Face contorting into a look of aroused anguish, he tossed his head back and cried out, her insides gripping and massaging his shaft as he began to move.

"Abby," he gasped, now pinning her wrists high above her head, "oh fuck, Abigail, I'm so sorry..." He moved inside her more aggressively, feeling her legs squeeze his waist as he panted against her lips. His cock began to pulse, and when her walls finally clamped down around him and squeezed, he buried himself inside her more deeply, his face pressing into the crook of her neck as he gave several soft, muffled cries.

"Will," Abigail squealed. With her hands curling uselessly in his grasp, she rolled her hips into his punitive thrusts, encouraging him to stroke her clit as she continued to ride out her orgasm. His hips jerked in several harsh, erratic movements, and each time Will came, he drove inside her more strongly, his body thrusting until he was certain he'd drained himself dry.

Collapsing with her against the wall, Will nuzzled his face into Abigail's throat and shuddered. But rather than pull out, he remained submerged inside her warmth, groaning as her cunt continued to twitch and release around his cock. Drifting his lips toward the freckles on her nose, Will withdrew long enough to assess Abigail's gaze. With his hand cupping her cheek, he kissed the corner of her mouth and realized one thing: he was undeniably, one-hundred percent fucked.

"Again?" Abigail quietly asked, her eyes soft and dusky as she loosened her legs from around his waist.

Will shuddered at the brush against his sensitive skin. Looking up into her longing gaze, he smiled and agreed, "Again – and again and again and again." Pulling her in for a deep and drugging kiss, he lifted Abigail into his arms and carried her toward his bed. This time, he was determined to please her until she screamed his name into the bedding.

A/N: WELP, I just wrote smut in record time thanks to the amazing support I got (on AO3). I never wrote this fast even when I was inspired by the fandom, so thank you, thank you! Further proof that commentary truly helps. :) Now if only I could find someone to draw erotic art for these two, ahem ahem. Seriously, hmu. With that said, I'm going to focus more on my "serious" fics (which yes, all of those have smut too because I'm a trashboat), but they're all on my other account. I don't tend to publicly say my other page (I tell people in PMs if they ask), but here's a hint: I'm pretty much the only person who writes this ship. lol So yeah. If you want more of my trash, you can follow me over there/check out those fics. Thanks so much for the support!

P.S. Yes, the title was an intentional pun. :')